Another music blog to while away your precious time with: The Last Days of Man on Earth.
Personally, I can’t ever get enough of this shit…
Another music blog to while away your precious time with: The Last Days of Man on Earth.
Personally, I can’t ever get enough of this shit…
Dick Destiny is a blog name I could have only dreamed of for myself, but alas it was taken. And it’s the blog of George Smith, formerly of the long-forgotten punk band, Senseless Hate. I’ve added him to my blogroll. Check him out! Music and Politics – a better mix than seltzer and pop-rocks!
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Here’s a shout to a blog I just added to the Jukebox Heart blogroll, Little Hits. If you enjoy reading Jukebox Heart, you’ll definitely also enjoy Little Hits. In his blog, each entry picks a single song and just chats about it. Add it to your daily read list. The latest entry is about everyone’s fave, Tsunami.
Be sure to visit the other blogs and podcasts listed in the Podcasts sidebar at right, too!
Iron Curtain emerged in the early 80’s in the Santa Barbara area with the express purpose of “melding the melodic angst of The Cure with the electronic funk of Kraftwerk”. I would add Midge Ure-era Ultravox and early OMD to the reference list of well known idiomatic reference points as well. Given the soaring popularity of the posthumously labeled “Cold Wave”, Iron curtain have become one of the most collectible bands of the post-punk era. Their “Tarantula Scream” EP is on almost every want-list you will see – except mine! I was very fortunate to find a copy of this for a buck shortly after it came out. In those days, I was ravenous for this music, and scooped up *everything*. Because it was so shunned by the ears of the time, almost all of it appeared in used bins with the damning one-dollar price tag affixed to the upper right hand corner. I remember a few snobby record shop clerks snickering whenever I would bring these records to the counter to purchase. I’d say “Just keep putting them out for a buck. More For Me.” As an aside, I similarly purchased Zoviet France’s “Eostre” LP, and the clerk said to me “You don’t look like the sort of guy who likes Crass records!” And I replied, “Well, Number 1, I *am*. But number 2, *this* isn’t a Crass record.” And he looked at me incredulously and said “OK, dude, whatever you say…” Admittedly, it’s the one Zoviet France record that may *look* like a Crass record, but no. Anyway, I digress. The Iron Curtain EP is definitely mine. But that’s not why it is a Screamer today. And the fact that Pylon Records issued an anthology CD last year, Desertion 1982-1988, collecting the EP tracks plus others from the band’s oeuvre is neither the reason this was selected for today’s Screamer. The reason is that Pylon just released a facsimile vinyl edition of the EP that looks almost identical to the original, except that the back cover and liner notes have changed – specifically to differentiate it from the original pressing. It was released in an edition of 375 copies – 300 on black vinyl and 75 on black and white swirled vinyl. This new edition’s severely limited press makes it even *more* collectible than the first press of 1000 copies. The colored vinyl copy now gets between 50 – 100 bucks, even though it was just released.
But the original? Discogs.com lists one for sale at 700 Euros. That’s about $1000 US. So, the collector edition is a bargain at the moment. The image below shows the Iron Curtain EP, released in June of 1984.
But enough collector geekery. There’s a reason why Iron Curtain raises the collective giant-hardon of the collector community. The music. It was intelligent, sardonic and danceable; “Tarantula Scream” had a very brief dalliance at the clubs in Boston, and it was in tremendous rotation on my own radio program then as well. But tracks like “First Punk Wars” proved there was more than just a club attitude behind the band. Both tracks are featured here, along with “Anorexia”, which is from a seven inch single predating the other two tracks included.
Click on the links below to hear the tracks:
Tarantula Scream | First Punk Wars | Anorexia
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I was making my weekly run through the used bins at my favorite record store in the civilized world, Twisted Village and pulling out my usual pile of trial CDs to stand over the listening station with. Honest to God, they get the best stuff there as used/promo discards. It’s the best kept secret in the city. (So keep your traps shut, OK?) The debut CD by The Seconds, “Y”, jumped out at me immediately as something I might be interested in, so I tossed it into the pile.
Some photos of The Seconds performing live:
Christ almight fucking SHIT. This was just amazing. Like the early White Stripes with their hair on fire. The first song, SAY HEY pounded in and set the tone for the rest, so good that after ten seconds, I put the CD into the “take” pile, and it was the first one I pushed into the CD player in my truck on the ride home. Song after song after song, it was just amazing thing. Given The Seconds’ lineage, I am not sure why I was surprised that they are just an amazing band – formed by members of The Yeah Yeah Yeahs (Brian Chase) and The Ex-Models (Zach Lehrhoff) and Jeannie Kwon. I guess I didn’t realize it at the time, although, oddly enough, I immediately thought they reminded me of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. But more than that. The CD so deeply tapped into the energy that was so magical in the 1978-81 timeframe that it’s hard not to draw comparisons to bands like The Scars from the UK or our own forgotten local heroes Native Tongue. This is one revival I can definitely embrace…
So click on the links below for three scorching tracks from The Seconds’ 2005 debut CD, and then click on the images below for The Scars’ immense “Adultery” track (early 1979), and Native Tongue’s local legend “Speaking In Captions” (1981)…
Not About Love(It’s About Love) | Got Laid | We Rock
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Jukebox Heart 012: Because That’s The Way We Roll at Jukebox Heart
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Finally, the next full-length mix is available from Jukebox Heart. It’s a great mix of styles and moods, and it really reflects what’s been playing at the house, in the truck and in the office lately. Pay attention for clues in the mix about the title…
Starting with this issue of Jukebox Heart, you will be able to download artwork to print for a jewel-case package; a CD label, tray card and 2-panel booklet. It’s in the zipfile downloadable HERE.
In addition to the new mp3 mix, there is a new Press To Play uploaded, featuring a vintage radio program in three parts, from February 2001, when the world was a different place – or was it? The full WZBC experience is in place, including the funky transmitter noises that plagued us at the station for years.
Also, four new raveclips are up, including videos from Baxter, Bruce Gilbert (THE Bruce gilbert, of Wire fame), Spacer, and a video from recent Screamer of the Day band, The Dining Rooms. You can only access these features by visiting the blog at JukeboxHeart.com.
Finally, join me in celebrating the first anniversary of Jukebox Heart! Our first post went up on August 16, 2007…
Jukebox Heart 012 Playlist:
1. Lemon Jelly – Space Walk (Space Edit)
2. Ballboy – One Sailor Was Waving
3. New Order – Ceremony
4. Jesu – Star
5. Tarentel – Bump Past Cut Up Through Windows
6. The Books – None But The Shining Hour
7. Cex & Nice Nice – Los Angeles
8. DAT Politics – “-“
9. Mouse On Mars – Sui Shop
10. Lazyboy – The Manual (Chapter 4)
11. Air – La Femme d’Argent
12. Capitol K – Anon
13. Eyeless In Gaza – To Cry Mercy
14. Drowsy – Bright Dawn
15. Lullatone – Pitter Patter Interlude
16. Beequeen – On The Road To Everywhere
Images, Links and more info below the cut.
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Before I get to today’s Screamer, I have some Jukebox Heart business to take care of. First, Jukebox Heart 012 is mixed, tagged and uploaded and will be published on Monday, August 18. With Jukebox Heart 012 come some added features. Each new full-length podcast will be limited to under 74 minutes. This is to facilitate conversion to WAV file format and burning to CDR, so you can listen to Jukebox Heart anywhere you can’t play MP3s. No iPod? No Problem! No jack in your car stereo? No Problem! Taking an old boombox to the beach? Take Jukebox Heart with you! (We don’t get out much…) Just burn it to a CD-R using the simple instruction found in the WAV Conversion tab at the top of the blog homepage.
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Today’s Screamer of the Day features the band The Dining Rooms. The two tracks selected are from their third album “Tre”. Fightin’ 4 Rebirth has an amazing hook that will just break your heart and had me hitting the replay button in my truck all the way to work, while the glorious female vox on Dreamy Smiles earns Anna Clementi a fixed spot in The Women of Jukebox Heart.
The Dining Rooms’ music is a thick amalgam of elements from Portishead to Tindersticks to obscure 70’s Italian film soundtracks all kissed by the virtual lips of Ennio Morricone. It’s all-night drizzly driving music leading to a 4AM breakfast in Brooklyn at Vegas and slow and sleepy pre-dawn sex.
So how did I miss this? This CD is one from the haul I described in the last Screamer, and the moment I popped it in and “Tunnels” began its tinky piano intro, I knew I was on to something. So I did some research, and the band has been releasing music for eight years under this name. Each new song that came on, I asked myself again, How Did I Miss This? This falls squarely into one of my favorite genres, downtempo left-field ambient kind of stuff. Click the linls below to hear each of the tracks.
Fightin’ 4 Rebirth | Dreamy Smiles
Group Dogdrill
“Lovely Skin” EP
Mantra Records (Beggar’s Banquet US) 1997
A new feature, “Screamer of the Day,” here at Jukebox Heart features something that I just can’t wait to share with you. It can be one or two tracks that I just found so surprsingly irresistible that it couldn’t wait. By its very nature, it will be sporadic…you may find a string of them for ten days in a row followed by a month of nothing. Take it when you can!
So here’s the deal. Today’s Screamer is by the band Groop Dogdrill. Awesome. The band’s sound is like a sudden, horrible crash of The Cramps, Jet and The Ventures – which is fabulous on all counts. Their condensed bio is below. This CD, Lovely Skin, is a promo EP for their then-forthcoming full-length called “Half Nelson”. Not a bad track on the disc, but the two included here (click on the links below to hear) just jumped out at me.
And here’s how it arrived in my possession: Several years ago, I discovered a pawn shop in Ashland, Massachusetts that seemed to have a huge number of CDs and a constant, steady supply. The CDs were always a buck a piece, and when I realized what good stuff there was to be had, I stopped there on my way home from work a few times a week, often leaving with boxloads of stuff, both to keep and to resell. It wasn’t long before I was friends with the manager, and he’d give me first crack at every new shipment that came in, calling me into the back room and sitting me down with a boom box. Two years ago, the pawn shop closed and the manager called me up and asked if I was interested in his remaining stock, about 2000 CDs and a couple of boxes of vinyl. I said I wasn’t sure, sounded like too much moeny for me to spend all at once. “Dude, I’ll drop this shit off at your house. No charge. It’s costing me money just to keep it. If you want it, you can have it.” No brainer. It’s been two years, and I’m only just getting around to rifling through it all. So far, it looks like I’m keeping about a quarter of it; the rest I’m donating to charity. I grabbed this CD this morning, along with about ten others from the stash, and began screening them. The opening sample made me smile, and then the pounding rhythm got me totally going.
Groop Dogdrill formed in the early nineties in the northern town of Doncaster, UK – not far from legendary Sheffield – by Damien “Damo” Fowkes (bass), Pete Spiby (vocals/guitar) and Hugh “Hug” Kelly (drums). They released a number of singles and two albums in between tours of the UK, before finally splitting up in 2001.
The original name of the band was Dogdrill, until they played a show with one of my faves, The Wedding Present, in the summer of 1994. Darren Belk (friend of the band and frontman/guitarist with Beachbuggy) was playing bass guitar at the time for The Wedding Present. Dogdrill were re-named ‘Groop’ Dogdrill by Wedding Present drummer Simon Smith and they played as Groop Dogdrill from that day onwards.
They entered a ‘battle of the bands’ competition in their hometown of Doncaster, as they were unable to afford the bass gear that would allow them to start working the live circuit. The band easily won the competition (and the bass gear) and also caught the eye of a young producer called Matt Elliss at Axis Studios who offered to record a demo at the studio free of charge. Matt Elliss then passed the song onto a new label called EXP (a subsidiary of ViaCom) which was being run by Feargal Sharkey, formerly of The Undertones. The label demoed the band and released a limited edition (500) 7″ single ‘Gentleman’s Soiree’/ ‘Silver Boots’ before agreeing to record and release a full-length album, but financial difficulties forced EXP to fold before the full album was released.
The band were soon picked up by Mantra Records (part of the Beggars Banquet group) and further tours followed before the album “Half Nelson”, recorded for EXP two years earlier, was eventually released by Mantra in 1998. The album chronicled the band’s obsessions with Americana, the Rat Pack, working class humour, the seedier side of personal and sexual relationships and classic 70s movies with an ever-present combination of metal, punk, blues and rockabilly at its core.
Despite some promising success over the next few years, the band found itself facing financial stress, and, with no contract and a young family to support, the newly-married Hug made the decision to quit the band in late 2000. Damo and Pete eventually decided to continue and recruited the services of Alex Thomas for a handful of gigs and some demos in the summer of 2001. This lineup was short-lived however, and with no new contract offers the band had permanently split by the end of the year.
Every record collector has their magic moments when the holy grail appears, and one of those magic moments happened this weekend. Actually two. And both were provided by my long time drug dealer fellow collector, Victor Pearlin. Victor Pearlin is *the man*. He’s been a serious, hardcore doo wop/blues/r&b collector since I was just a kid in Junior High first stumbling into this music in a serious way. Victor is one of the nicest guys you wanna meet, and every time we have a transaction, he lets me drop by his house to pick up my stuff. I love hanging out with him, even if only briefly. He’s the most knowledgeable person I know, regarding this particular set of musical genres, and I always come away with some great stories and new understanding about this music. He’s just great.
Anyway, the first is a replacement copy of Babs Gonzales’ Hair Dressen Women. I once owned a copy of this that I’d had since I was a young kid. We’re talking like kindergarten. But when I made my last move into the house I live in now, the record mysteriously vanished. I have no idea who would be interested in it. But it literally vanished without a trace. It’s a hard record to come by on 78. Click on the image below to hear it.
Gonzales was quite a figure in his day, being among the first to popularize scat and vocalese – jazz vocal techniques where the voice generated wordless nonsensical sounds to function as musical notes alongside traditional instruments. When the bop fad was fading out, he became quite a cult figure and hipster, resulting in some very entertaining records – see also his “Bebop Santa Clause” track in my Christmas On The Rocks jukebox page.
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The second moment was his revelation that he had a record for sale from the highly elusive Club 51 imprint. Club 51 was a tiny R&B label in Chicago, operated out of the back room of Chicago’s noted Savoy Record Mart. Over the two years of its existence, Club 51 released only 8 records, all in very small quantities, and all prized by collectors. Relic Records in its Golden Groups series released an incomplete anthology of the label in the 1970s, only focusing on the doo wop tracks and excluding all the blues and jazz output of the label. But guess who has a deal worked with a British imprint to anthologize the entire label output, and who is using his pristine collection as the source material? You guessed it, our man Victor. Watch for an announcement of the CD release in this space sometime in October. Yes, I’m very excited. Anyway, I’ve dreamed about owning one of these incredibly rare and legendary records for decades. Click on the images below to hear the two tracks from the record. Info about the label and this specific record are below. This is a rare treat; these records *never* show up.
Club 51, which existed from 1955 to 1957, was one of the myriad mom and pop labels that briefly made their appearance in Chicago during in the post-World War II efflorescence of independent label recording activity. The label grew out of the various enthusiasms of local entrepreneur Jimmie Davis and his wife Lillian. Club 51 operated as part of the Davises’ Savoy Record Mart at 527 East 63rd Street.
All of the information about the recording sessions resulting in all of the sides released by Club 51 has long since disappeared, if there was ever any real record of it at all. Hence, the only historical data about these records is the records themselves and anecdotal information collected from informal interviews conducted with surviving artists over the last 40 years.
Personnel on this record was: Rudy Greene (vocal) with The “Four” Buddies: Ularsee Manor, Jimmy Hawkins, Irving Hunter, William Bryant, Dickie Umbra (voc on You Mean Everything To me only); accompanied by Eddie Chamblee Combo.
Some time in early 1955, Jimmie Davis brought into Universal Studios the blues man Rudy Greene, R&B singer Bobbie James, and the Five Buddies. Jimmie Davis told Dick Reicheg that he used Eddie Chamblee’s group on this session. Ularsee Manor confirms that Chamblee was on tenor sax and adds that Prince Cooper was the pianist: “Cooper was like the house band.”
Edwin Leon Chamblee was born in Atlanta, Georgia, on February 24, 1920. He attended Wendell Phillips High in Chicago, where he was a classmate of Ruth Jones (better known to posterity as Dinah Washington). From 1941 to early 1946 he worked as musician in Army bands. Returning to Chicago, he began an association with the Miracle label. Initially he appeared as a sideman on sessions with Dick Davis and Sonny Thompson, but after the tremendous success of Thompson’s “Long Gone” (a two-sided blues instrumental featuring Chamblee’s solo on Part II), he began recording for Miracle Records as a leader, scoring a hit with “Back Street” in 1949. He stayed with Miracle until it folded in 1950, then cut two more sessions for its successor label, Premium. In 1952, Chamblee did one session for Coral (a Decca subsidiary), then began an association with the United label that lasted until the end of 1954. While at United, he backed the extremely popular Four Blazes in the studio, accompanied the vocal group The Five Cs, and cut three sessions of what was picturesquely billed as “The Rockin’ and Walkin’ Rhythm of Eddie Chamblee.”
After his work for Club 51, he went on the road with Lionel Hampton’s big band in 1955-1956. In 1957 and 1958 he worked with singer Dinah Washington (he was briefly Dinah’s fifth husband; the relationship came to a end when she made her point in a quarrel by smashing his saxophone against a barroom wall). He recorded two jazz LPs in Chicago for EmArcy in 1957 and 1958, on Dinah Washington’s recommendation (she was a Mercury artist); he also accompanied her on many of her own sessions. After splitting with Dinah Washington, he enjoyed a run of several months at McKie’s Disc Jockey Lounge in 1958. Subsequently Chamblee moved to New York, where he led a series of jazz combos. He made an LP for Prestige with an organ trio (1964) and a reunion album with other Lionel Hampton alumni for the French label Black & White (1976). In the mid to late 1980s he led a quartet that played the Saturday afternoon “jazz brunch” at Sweet Basil in New York City. He died May 1, 1999 in a New York nursing home.
Rudolph Spencer Greene (often spelled “Green”) was a blues guitarist and singer who had first recorded for the Bullet label in Nashville in 1947, and then done two sessions as a leader for Chance Records in 1952 – 1953. He also made as a sideman appearance behind singer Bobby Prince for RCA Victor in 1953. Greene was a disciple of T. Bone Walker–one of the two photos we have seen of him shows him playing the guitar behind his head, a stunt for which his idol was well known–and many of the fine guitar solos in his recorded work show that fluid approach. Greene was continuously employed in the Chicago area clubs during 1954 and the first half of 1955. As late as January 1955 he was still being billed as a Chance recording star, while performing at Club 34 (3417 Roosevelt Road). After a couple of weeks at the Crown Propeller Lounge, he returned to Club 34, which declared in early April that he was “back from a recording tour.” The tour hadn’t taken him any farther than Universal Recording, but no matter.
“What’s this?” my son said, as he blearily marched into my studio at 2 AM. Apparently, my attempt at keeping the volume low failed.
“It’s called ‘Decades’, and it’s by Joy Division.”
“THIS is Joy Division?”
“….uh…yeah?”
“Wow. All these years I’ve seen that poster (pointing to the framed, zoomed graphic from the “Unknown Pleasures” album that I have on the wall in the studio) but I don’t think I’ve ever heard you play any of them. This is great.”
“Yeah…it is.”
And he’s right; I haven’t actually sat and listened to any Joy Division in years. It’s just not necessary, and my listening bandwidth is always crammed with other stuff. By now, I have every nuance committed to memory, every inflection so fluently memorized that I can spot an alternate version in seconds. The mp3 player that is my head doesn’t need me to play it the music in real space anymore. There are several bands like this, but Joy Division is probably the most intense. My fortunate early exposure to the band (while they were still current) and the timing of their appearance in my life (Late in the summer after my freshman year in college, late August 1979, when I received a copy of the Unknown Pleasures album for my birthday. It was shortly after my mother’s death.) catapulted the band to idol status at that tender young age. All through college and shortly thereafter, I tracked down every bootleg live recording I could find – pretty much every live gig is committed to vinyl – and I still own about a dozen or so, the remainder having been sold upon my fall to the temptation of insane collectors waving mountains of green at me. But some were just too precious to part with.
I recently saw the Ian Curtis biopic, “Control”, which I pretty much hated. More about that in a moment, but I think that’s what has put the recent bug back into me to listen again. And then learning of the theft of Ian Curtis’ gravestone also got my adrenaline pumping for the band again. Ya know? People are, ironically of course, calling this “an atrocity”, but I think it’s just great. Honestly, I’m completely stunned that his original grave stone remained in place for almost 30 years! All this time, I just assumed it was the first thing someone would have attempted. It’s one thing to own an original copy of the Warsaw seven-inch, or a first press of Dead Souls, but Ian’s fucking gravestone? How fucking cool would that be? JD fans, especially of the legacy variety, are a fanatical bunch. Since there are no surveillance cameras in place at that cemetary, it seems like it would have been relatively easy to get away with that. What would be nice is if someone would make a casting of it and make some poured concrete reproductions, so we can all have one. Of course, there is nothing like the original, but…
And yeah, take the above in the fashion in which it was meant.
Seriously, though, this does raise him to the gold-medal platform level of Jim Morrison, now, doesn’t it? It would be fitting – and the proper payback – since early reviews of the band compared his booming voice to Morrison’s. And now he’s shrouded with even more mystery.
But yes, I hated “Control”. Not the whole movie, but mostly, the ending. The rest of the movie, I dunno…it reeked of being told my a woman scorned. It was *her* story more than it was *his*, and that just left me feeling a little bit resentful, and the rest of the band was treated like an afterthought throughout the movie. The DVD comes with the video of the Killers performing “Shadowplay” – which, in itself, has no bearing on the film, and indeed is not included in the film. But the video superimposes the song over snippets from the film of the band about to view their own TV appearance. The song is cool – with a little willful suspension of disbelief, because the “woohoo” thing just kills it – but the video left me scratching my head.
And the debate continues. Which of the two Joy Division stuio albums do you prefer? The punkier, grittier, whiskey chaser “Unknown Pleasures”? Or the cerebral, ethereal, clove cigarette and halogen light “Closer”? What I liked about Unknown Pleasures was that it was definitely a punk rock album, but it set the standard for creativity in teh following “post-punk” wave that was about to wash over us. “Closer”, on the other hand, redefined the way a band used a synthesizer. It became an instrument of terror rather than another synth-pop idiom. Its flickering brightness in “Isolation” and inconsolable sadness in “Twenty Four Hours” were new and unexpected. There is a recording available of Martin Hannett’s personal mixes of Joy Division tracks that allows a glimpse at the process of transforming the raw tunes into the tracks we heard on the albums. Some of the tracks were previously available in much less produced forms. “Interzone”, for instance, appeared on the Warsaw demo – released as a bootleg LP – in a much more basic arrangement.
So, my choice? Closer. I love Unknown Pleasures, but Closer is the one I reach for first…