October 27, 2009
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October 21, 2009
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October 15, 2009
Faces :: Ooh La La :: 1973
There's this dirty little secret that is revealed to every real music fan at some point in his or her life. It's actually a pretty well-known secret but it still comes as a surprise to most every person when they first discover it. It's like when you first see "Arrested Development." You've heard people mention that
it's good but suddenly you realize how amazing it is but your parents still don't know about it so it's like you've become a member of a really large secret club. That pretty much goes for the deliciousness of mini-corndogs too. So, if you're not already a member, i'm going to give you admission to this special club through the knowledge of the following run-on sentence.
There was a time, many years ago, pre-Cell Phones but post-Dinosaurs, pre-Cosby show but post-Civil War, pre-New Wave but post-British Invasion; a time all but forgotten by modern men, forever to be sanctioned to historical accounts, record-store conversations and music blogs; a time before the decline of the Western Civilization, believe it or not... there was a time that Rod Stewart did not blow goat balls."
Rod started his musical career in 1962 with a group called Steampacket. Other than a pretty hideous name, th
e only other notable fact about Steampacket is that it included as its members, Brian Auger, Julie Driscoll and Long John Baldry, who all went on to have successful careers on their own. In 1966, Stewart signed on as the singer of the Jeff Beck Group. I just recently (finally) picked up Jeff Beck Group's Truth and Beck-Ola after a friend made the statement that, at their best, they rivaled Led Zeppelin. Having never heard anything mentioned as "rivaling Led Zeppelin," i had to know. While the Zep still operates way above Beck's group as a whole, i completely see the argument. Beck's guitar is on fire and Rod rips out some vocals that would make Robert Plant pee in his way-too-tight bell bottom jeans. In 1969, Stewart and bassist Ronnie Wood, switching to guitar, left Beck to join a new lineup of the Small Faces who changed their name to simply Faces.
As the new Faces began recording, Stewart simultaneously began his solo career. Over the next few years, Faces released several fine albums, leading up to Ooh La La, their final album together. Where the Small Faces fit the British Invasion mold and the Jeff Beck Group went to louder and heavier lands, Faces went for a good-ol' rootsy, blues based rock 'n' roll. It was a path most notably cut by The Rolling Stones, and unlike Zeppelin, i have heard it said many times that, at their best, Faces rival and probably even surpass The Stones. I agree.
Many songs on this album are piano/guitar driven barroom boogie like "Silicone Grown" and "Borstal Boys." Others get a little bluesier and give the organ some time to shine like t
he instrumental "Fly in the Ointment." For all the rocking, one of the standouts for me has to be "Glad and Sorry" which is a much more laid back track and features group vocals on the entire song. The final track is the title track. It's also one of Faces best-known songs and ironically sung by Ronnie Wood. You know the song, it's the one with the chorus "I wish... that... I knew what I know now... when I was younger." Perhaps it's a fitting epitaph for a band that, in one more year, would no longer be.
Stewart gets a lot of notice for Faces success perhaps because he was the frontman or perhaps because it's so amazing that something so awesome came from someone so lame. But the truth is that Faces was a group. Stewart, Wood and bassist/sometimes vocalist Ronnie Lane were fairly equal parts in the songwriting department and the way they all played together was so loose and free that it created a certain magic that was missing on Stewart's solo albums of the time. After Faces, Wood joined The Rolling Stones, Lane began a solo career, drummer Kenney Jones covered for the late Keith Moon with The Who and keyboardist Ian McLagan became a bit of a session man playing over the years with The Rolling Stones, Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen and a million others.
As for Stewart
, we all know what happened. After his first four, mostly excellent, solo albums, he began his long descent into suck. He recorded some disco, he married supermodels, he danced all over Mtv, he recorded standards albums,
he pops up on American Idol, all presumably in search of the perfect set of goat balls. Rod Stewart is dead. There's no hope that he'll someday come back to us and rock a face or two. He's gone but it's up to our secret society, of which you are now a member, to make sure he is not forgotten.
This is a pretty long version of "Borstal Boys" due to an extended guitar and drum break buy, my Ford, it's good.
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A lot of people will tell you that "A Nod is as Good as a Wink..." is Faces' best album. They might be right.
October 14, 2009
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Julian and Kristin from The Young Republic joined me in the studio this week to play a few songs from their new album, Balletesque. They'll be celebrating its release with three shows at Edgehill Studio Cafe in Nashville, October 15, 16 & 17. You can find more info and hear songs and look at pictures and post witty comments and stalk and invite them to join your mafia on the Young Republic MySpace page.Download Show
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September 27, 2009
Steve Earle :: El Corazon :: 1997
There was a period of time between 1998 and 2002 that i listened to a lot of Americana/Alt-Country music. I'm not "blaming" my friends but i was somehow influenced by my peers
more than any other time in my life, concerning the music i listened to. Johnny & June were the figureheads. Steve Earle and Lucinda Williams were the King and Queen. Ryan Adams was the unruly Prince. Alejandro Escovedo was some related Duke. Emmylou Harris was an angel sent to remind us of the spirit of Gram Parsons, who conquered Country for the Rock kids and thus birthed the State of Americana.Of course a lot of this influence was a great thing. Through them, i found a greater appreciation for Neil Young and The Rolling Stones. I discovered Faces and Moby Grape. I was forced to hear Wilco so many times, i actually started to like them. If it was no more than four chords, channeled Cash, Stones or Dylan and mixed well with beer, that's what was being played at the parties i went to. It's what people talked about. Those were the concerts everyone went to. And i was right there with them.
But after a while, all the newer bands started sounding alike to me. Son Volt, Drive-By Truckers, Jayhawks, Lucero, Bottle Rockets. All these bands that i appreciated on their own just became a big ball of unoriginalit
y. We all know the classic Country themes. They were presented in the titles of a Johnny Cash box set and a series of Merle Haggard compilations. Together, you get the list "Love, God, Murder, Cheatin', Drinkin', Hurtin', Prison." Yep, that about covers it. The problem is that it's hard to come up with a new way to approach a song about Drinkin'. All of these themes have been touched on so many times for literally over a hundred years now. For me, the music became just as derivative and repetitive. If you exceed that 4-chord limit or started singing about wizards and shit, it's not longer Americana. It's a small box and most of the inhabitants have not found a way to sneak out and still keep one foot in.It all became very boring for me. Soon, a lot of these artists that i had loved (and many that i still do love) just sort of fell to the side. I still don't listen much to Americana music. There was even a big Americana festival here this past weekend and i didn't even look to see who was playing. I think i just got burned out. There's a lot of music out there to listen to and this stuff doesn't scream for my attention the way it used to.
One of the reasons i enjoy writing this blog is that it makes me re-examine albums i've heard a million times. I know/think something is good but so often i've never really thought about why it's so good. I've listened to El Corazon about 10 times in the last week so i would know what to write about but more importantly because i have a new appreciation for Steve Earle that i never had before, even when i listened to him on a regular basis. Suddenly, he's screaming out for my attention again. What sets Earle apart from so many in the Americana/Alt-Country crowd became very evident to me last night while listening to a Lucero album. While so many artists, particularly younger artists, take their cues from the likes of Gram Parsons, Uncle Tupelo and Whiskeytown, Earle takes his from Woody Guthrie and more importantly, America.
His writing shows that "Americana" must actually represent the history of this country and its music. He understands from Guthrie the importance of telling a story. Sometimes it's for
fun, sometimes it's to share an emotion and sometimes it's to kill fascists. And with the past in mind, Earle creates something very modern. El Corazon's opening song "Christmastime in Washington" relates the mood in the country in 1996 the way Guthrie related the mood of the country in 1940. He doesn't try to pretend he was in the Dustbowls, he just writes about where we are now. His call to Guthrie, Jesus & Martin Luther King to come help us out comes from the repressed reality that he and every listener are now the ones that have to set the world straight. I think this is one of the greatest bits of songwriting from the 20th century. I don't say that lightly. This is one for the history books.For song #2, Earle does what every Americana artist does at one time or another. He pulls out the big gun, Emm
ylou Harris on harmony. With her help, he tells the story of a black boy who heads down to Taneytown, where his mother told him not to go. And he soon learns why vowing "I ain't goin' back there anymore." It's a dark rocker that sends chills down your spine. On "I Still Carry You Around," he solicits the help of the Del McCoury Band (which he would do further on their joint album The Mountain) in a legitimate nod to Bluegrass. "Somewhere Out There" and "Poison Lovers" cover the "Love" and "Hurtin'" themes in songs where you hear the harmonies even when they're not there. He closes it out with "Ft. Worth Blues," a sincere tribute to the travelling life and the love for home.Steve Earle is a songwriter that will be remembered and re-discovered forever. He doesn't fake it, he lives it. He knows what songs are for.
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These are dang fine albums too.


Transcendental Blues
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I Feel Alright
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For the Nashville crowd, i'd like to propose an idea. Let's try to get The Traveling Wilburys to reunite. In place of the late Roy Orbison and George Harrison, i nominate Steve Earle and local perennial rock god Dave Cloud to take their place. With the new lineup, we'll create a Monkees type tv show where they live together. Dave Cloud will constantly sing "Lay Lady Lay" whenever Bob Dylan's in the room and wackiness ensues when he pees on Tom Petty's couch.
September 23, 2009
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September 21, 2009
The Damned :: Damned Damned Damned :: 1977
A guitarist whose influence starts with 1950's Rock 'n' Roll, a drummer whose chosen last name is a skin infection, a bass player who sounds like the world's lamest superhero and occasionally sports feather boas & berets and a vampiric singer who wears all black and paints his face white. This mostly sounds like a creation one would make on the Rock Band video game. But at a time before Punk Rock had become stylized and homogenized and originality still counted for something, Brian James, Rat Scabies, Captain Sensible and Dave Vanian formed The Damned.They presented a batch of songs that were aggressive enough to blow away pop music
but still informed by the Rock 'n' Roll that everyone knew so there was still something recognizable in there. And to top it off, these guys actually knew how to play their instruments as opposed to some of their counterparts. James' guitar rips through like an angry Chuck Berry. Scabies' drumming has earned him comparisons to The Who's Keith Moon, which basically means he never stops hitting things, he never hits them softly and he generally hits more than what's really acceptable in a two and half minute song. Vanian's vocals have more melody than a lot of punk songs both past and present; it's stuff you can actually sing, not just scream, along with.
g to close with a thought about how we should make sure The Damned end up on the Mt. Rushmore of Punk. I then noticed the similarity of the cover of Damned Damned Damned to the four stone faces carved out of that South Dakota hill and realized the world would be a better place if George Washington was licking cream pie off Thomas Jefferson's head. ----------------------------
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September 16, 2009
Radio Shows August 19 & 26
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August 19
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