Aretha Franklin - Swing In - Germany 1968

It's frustrating how little well recorded live soul music there is from the 1960s and 1970s. Even for big names like Aretha Franklin, you're lucky if you get an official live album or two, usually short and flawed, and quality bootlegs are extremely rare. But this is one of those nice rare instances. Franklin became a big star in 1967, and arguably had an even bigger year in 1968. A lot of Europeans discovered American soul music in the late 1960s. When soul stars toured Europe then, they usually were surprised by the size and passion of the fans there. Franklin was so big in 1968 that she was given her own entire episode of a German TV show called "Swing In."
This show has its plusses and minuses. A minus is that there was a very talkative MC who spoke in German a lot. He also did a short interview with Franklin right in the middle of the show (with everything being painstakingly translated in German and English in real time). One other minus is that Franklin pretty much never says a word between songs. I'm guessing this is because she surmised the German audience wouldn't understand her, as well as the fact that she only had an hour for the concert and couldn't afford to waste any time.  
One minus is also a plus in the sense that the German audience was unusually polite and subdued for a soul music audience at the time. They were even subdued compared to other European audiences, because one can see video on YouTube of a much more lively Aretha Franklin concert in Amsterdam in 1968. But this is a plus because one can clearly hear the music instead of lots of screaming and cheering. Also, it's a big plus that the recording exists at all, since this sort of soul bootleg from the time is so rare.  From: http://albumsthatshouldexist.blogspot.com/2020/04/aretha-franklin-swing-in-wdr-studio-l.html

Sweet Pill - Starchild EP (full album)

Philadelphia emo rockers Sweet Pill have readied their most recent EP, Starchild. Their debut for Hopeless Records will drop on March 15, 2024. The band's new four-track EP is a poignant and introspective exploration of battling anxieties, your inner voice, navigating life's transitions, and battling against a world that always seems to be against you. The band, consisting of vocalist Zayna Youssef, guitarists Jayce Williams and Sean McCall, bassist Ryan Cullen, and drummer Chris Kearney, delivers their most masterful and vulnerable work yet on Starchild.
The title track, "Starchild," opens up the effort and is a standout moment, serving as an ode to undervaluing oneself and the pressures of people-pleasing. Youssef's introspective lyrics and emotive delivery make this song a powerful and relatable anthem for anyone grappling with self-worth.
"Chewed Up," following "Starchild," takes a slightly more aggressive musical approach, mirroring the intrusive thoughts that plague the mind at night. It's a plea for assertiveness and self-advocacy, a call to break free from personal downfall and speak up for oneself. Whereas "Eternal" is a slower number showing the band's dynamic side. The music is slow and melodic, but every word Youssef sings cuts like a hot knife.
Throughout Starchild, Sweet Pill's musicianship shines, with dynamic instrumentals that perfectly complement Youssef's raw and emotive vocals that help her vocals soar. The EP's production is crisp, allowing each instrument to stand out while maintaining a cohesive sound from the start of "Starchild" all the way to the end of the closing number "Sympathy."
Overall, Starchild is a testament to Sweet Pill's growth and maturity as a band. It's a must-listen for fans, both old and new, showcasing the band's evolution and cementing their status as one of the most promising alternative acts of the moment.  From: https://www.crucialrhythm.com/sweet-pill-starchild-review

Temples - Shelter Song

British neo-psychedelic band Temples combine a trippily retro approach with classic pop craftsmanship, though they aren't afraid to stretch the fuzzy boundaries of their chosen sound. The group debuted a core style of chiming guitars, tight harmonies, and an easygoing T. Rex-inspired boogie on 2014's Sun Structures, an album that gained the band a following that expanded beyond neo-psych circles. Nonetheless, Temples found themselves at the forefront of a miniature psychedelic revival, along with fellow travelers King Gizzard and Tame Impala. Their guiding principles stayed firmly intact, even when exploring synth-heavy territory as they do on 2017's Volcano, or giving their sound a sonic glow up courtesy of a Dave Fridmann mix on 20223's Exotico.  From: https://www.allmusic.com/artist/temples-mn0003051049#biography 

Royal Thunder - Fade

“I want to tell my story and I want to be honest,” Royal Thunder singer/bassist Mlny Parsons says after I offer her the opportunity to tell me if there’s anything she’d rather keep private from the hour-long conversation we have. “My father killed himself in 2017. He overdosed and I still haven’t dealt with it. I haven’t really touched that. I forgave. I get it – mental health, life falling apart, addiction.” Parsons shares this story, as well as revealing her own struggles with addiction and how she’s come through on the other side, in hopes that other people who are experiencing similar issues don’t feel so alone. While those addictions were present during the making of Royal Thunder’s fourth album, Rebuilding the Mountain, Parsons says she considers February 1, 2023 to be the start of a new, positive chapter in her life. As with most of us, the pandemic had some negative mental health side effects on Parsons and her bandmate, and ex-husband, guitarist Josh Weaver. The two had been slumbering along with fill-in drummers after Evan Diprima left suddenly while on tour in 2018 and, while battling their own demons, were reaching a crossroads in their musical career when they were hit with another blow – a global pandemic. If there’s a silver lining for Royal Thunder, it’s that Diprima came back to the band and the reunion inspired the trio to start working on new material. 

2020 happens and we’re all in a bad place – the country, the world, politics, Covid. Had you started working on new music?

MLNY: It’s weird how quick we are to punish ourselves when we lose something. I don’t know what’s in that. I went through a thing where I didn’t want to hear music. I didn’t care if there was something brand new that came out and everybody was like, “Have you heard it?” and I was like, “No, and I don’t care. I don’t want to hear it. I don’t care about my favorite album that I’ve been listening to since 1992.” I didn’t enjoy anything. I was very suicidal, depressed, confused. I felt just naked as fuck and ugly inside and I didn’t have an outlet or anything. It was not a good time. I threw myself at self destruction. I was just like, “I’m going to fucking hide. I’m just going to bury my head and make this worse.” It felt so bad to not have it anymore. I wonder what’s in that? Maybe it’s an excuse to be like, “Everything’s fucked up and it’s gone.” And it was my excuse to be like, “I’m going to drink this whiskey at 9am because look what’s happening. Everything’s fucked, so fuck it.” It was just a good excuse to not give a shit and I really didn’t.

If this is not too personal of a question, how were you able to get out of that hole you were in?

MLNY: I barely made it out. I didn’t make it out until February 1 of this year. I was sober when we were making the album but that was a good behavior. Show up, do your job, be clear headed, be present. I didn’t really do it for me, I did it for Josh and Evan. But, really, all I was done was crawling out of my skin to get out of the studio as possible. I wanted to get fucked up. I was like, “Man, we’ve got two more weeks.” I was going to get an eight ball. I was going to fuck it all up. I was not in a good place until February 1 and what got me out of it was getting really sick from not drinking. I thought I had Covid or the flu. I thought I might be dying because I was throwing up everything I ate. I had constant heartburn. I was bleeding. Everything was just off. I was bloated. Actually, in “The Knife” video, and especially in the new video we did, “Fade,” it’s hard for me to watch because I can see it in my eyes and my face. I was just so sick. 
What got me out of it was getting sick and not being able to do it. Getting through that and then waking up and having a clear head after a few days and being like, “I have completely fucked over my bandmates. I have fucked myself over. And everybody in my life has been putting up with my bullshit.” It hurt. It broke me when I actually realized what I was doing to myself and to other people. That really broke something in me and I’m glad it did. It was not easy to realize that you’re kind of a piece of shit. You’re making really bad decisions. But I walked through it on February 1. I was like, “All right, I got do to this.” The first 30 days was not even about being sober. It was about my old self being like, “What the fuck?” I was at war with myself big time. 
And when we were making that album, I didn’t realize it until recently, it’s an internal warfare. It’s what was coming talking to what was. It’s me in a mirror, a two-sided mirror, just figuring it out and calling myself out and being like, “I know you’re really comfortable over here but it’s time to get uncomfortable and make some positive change.” I turned that corner. I cried so fucking much. I was like, “I didn’t know it was possible to cry as much as I was crying.” I was like, “Am I just that broken? Am I going to cry every day for the rest of my life?” 
I fucked up a lot of shit. It’s a little embarrassing but I pretty much almost killed myself accidentally. I got some cocaine and was playing Scrabble with my friend and my friend was like, “Dude, are you okay?” We were playing Scrabble at four in the morning, doing blow, and I’m drunk and I turn ghost white and start sweating and the room is just disappearing. I’m thinking, “You got to go.” I’m stumbling down my apartment complex parking garage and the cops are standing there and they’re like “Put your hands on the hood.” And I’m like, “Fuck.” They’re like, “What are you doing?” And I’m thinking, “Did I do all that coke or is it in my pocket?” Then I’m in the ambulance and then I’m being told I need to go to the hospital because I’m probably having a fentanyl overdose and I run out of the ambulance. All this to say, I’m blowing everything up. I’m blowing up my relationship. I’m losing my apartment. I’m getting talked to at work about how drunk and fucked up I am by other people who are drunk and fucked up. And I’m like, “Wow, I’m really blowing it.” 
I ended up moving in with Josh and his girlfriend. I live with them now. It’s just temporary but they were like, “Bring your two cats. We’ll put them in the basement.” We can’t have cats upstairs so they live in the basement. They’re happy. I made a cat cave. It was my crying cave for a long time and then it became a cat cave. I did a lot of healing down there. Things got really shitty but I’m thankful that they did because I came out of that and I wouldn’t trade how real life feels right now. I can’t fight myself anymore. I’m winning all the time. In my mind, I’m like, “I know what I need to do. I know how I feel. I know what’s next. I know what I want.” I wouldn’t trade that. I didn’t know for years who I was or what the hell I wanted. I thought I did. I thought the louder you are, the more confident you are. I found out that’s not so true.

From: https://bigtakeover.com/interviews/interview-royal-thunder 

Orkan - Ytan

Gothenburg−based rock force Orkan returns with a storm. Today, they unleash “Ytan”−the powerful first single from their forthcoming album Vakendrömmar (Dreams You Dream While You’re Awake), due for release on August 28th via their newly founded label Blåsväder Records. With nearly 200 shows across Sweden and Europe under their belt, Orkan−Swedish for Hurricane−has become a name synonymous with raw energy and politically charged rock that resonates deeply with fans of the Swedish prog tradition. Their high−voltage live shows, swirling psychedelic riffs, and fierce lyrical honesty have established them as torchbearers of a sound that’s both rooted in history and fearlessly modern.
“Ytan” (translating to The Surface) sets the tone. It opens with a signature Orkan riff−gritty and hypnotic−then unfolds into a psychedelic shuffle that bends and breathes like a fever dream. Lyrically, the song explores deep exhaustion−the kind that pulls you under and makes you long for a world that feels just out of reach. As the track surges toward its finale, it blossoms into what can only be described as a rock symphony.
The upcoming album draws on the eerie essence of The Mare; a figure from Swedish folklore known to haunt sleepers by night, forcing them to relive the day’s traumas in paralyzing darkness. Vakendrömmar inhabits this haunting borderland between reality and dream, day and night, injustice and hope.  From: https://femmusic.com/2025/06/05/orkan-ytan/

Reflective Detectives - Brave New Boogie

Reflective Detectives are a group from Los Angeles led by songwriter, producer and guitarist Ryan Gabrinetti. Drawing from the city’s vibrant past and present, their sound propels and subverts the tropes of modern garage and psychedelia while seasoning them with social and political consciousness. Joined live by Cameron Burt (bass) and Warner Hiatt (drums), the Reflective Detectives inject the tunes with dynamic improvisations and mind-bending freak-outs that are never played the same way twice.  From: https://shindig-magazine.com/?p=4092 

Laboratorium Pieśni - Saidalo

Laboratorium Piesni was formed in 2013 in Poland and is made up of seven women, Iwona Majszyk, Kamila Bigus, Karolina Stawiszyńska, Klaudia Lewandowska, Lila Schally-Kacprzak, Alina Klebba, and Magda Jurczyszyn. They sing ancient folk music passed down through generations from many countries across the globe, specifically from; the Ukraine, Balkans, Poland, Belarus, Georgia, Scandinavia, just to name a few. These traditional songs are brought from their homeland of origin by members of the group, they then work together to create an arrangement that brings new life to the folk music of the past while keeping the original integrity. Both the original and new version are sung in the traditional polyphonic way of singing creating an enchanting sound that resonates with modern day as much as when the songs were new. Most of the songs they sing are acapella, some are minimally accompanied by ethnic instruments adding a genuine touch. Shaman drums, a shruti box, kalimba, flute, gong, zaphire, koshi chimes, singing bowls, and rattles are some of the instruments used. 
Laboratorium Piesni does more than just make albums and perform concerts. They hold musical workshops where they keep the stories and music from days gone alive in this new generation. Keeping history alive is very important to these women, passing on the music and poetry to generations that would otherwise never have known them. While doing this they also help ensure that the cultures of the world are not forgotten and continue to be passed down to new generations. During their theatre performances they use these traditional songs to tell stories about disappearing cultural rights and heritage. 
While singing most songs acapella you would think it would be difficult to identify musical elements, that couldn’t be further from the truth. Even acapella you can easily find the harmonic texture known as polyphonic. Two or more independent melodies can easily be found while listening to Laboratorium Piesni. Another standout sound you can hear in the voices, a drone, much like the sound of bagpipes some of the singers maintain a single note while singing. Even the minimal accompaniment from different instruments adds a layer to the overall timbre of the music.  From: https://priscillamusicf200x.wordpress.com/2019/03/11/a-musical-journey-with-laboratorium-piesni/ 

Igorrr - ADHD

According to Igorrr mastermind Gautier Serre, Meat Dept. extensively (and ethically) trained the AI using their own artwork and properties to create the video. The video also reflects the music of "ADHD", in that it's impossible to recreate in the real world. 
"The music of 'ADHD' was in the making for quite a long time – a couple of years actually," said Serre to Metal Injection. "I wanted to take time to experiment with that unreal feeling coming from real drum sounds, and use those glitches almost as an instrument that makes actual notes. If you pay attention, the drums are actually playing a melody that follows the bass, and that has been done only by audio glitches and not synthesizers. 
"This track is not humanly possible to play with real instruments, so I thought it was a great opportunity to call back my friends from Meat Dept. They always create a kind of surrealist imagery for my music, as they did on 'Very Noise' back in the day, and this track 'ADHD' is completely in that vein. 
"We started the clip in 3D like we did for 'Very Noise', but at some point we were laughing so hard while messing around with AI that the clip ended up as a mix of both technologies.
"Meat Dept. actually trained the AI extensively with their own work so we could maintain that 'Very Noise' feel, but it was pretty hard to create an actual storyline throughout with this very new and unstable technology, especially with two main characters that had to be and look like the same person until the end. AI technology still lacks accuracy and doesn't consistently show the exact same character every time. Even still, a lot of work from Meat Dept. was put into this piece. 
"The music approaches a difficult topic, which is a condition affecting real people that makes their life a bit less real, so I created it with tools that take roots from the sound of real instruments and make them less real through glitches. And the music video does the same."  From: https://metalinjection.net/news/igorrrs-gautier-serre-explains-the-insane-ai-video-for-new-single-adhd 

Beth Orton - Stolen Car

What makes Beth Orton’s Central Reservation better than the yearning-but-uplifiting Trailer Park isn’t just the fact that the tone is slightly darker. Central Reservation works due to Orton’s focus and commitment to each song, as there isn’t a single vocal performance that doesn’t feel 100% genuine and there isn’t a moment wasted musically. Opening song “Stolen Car”, for example, burns with a nervous energy, Ben Harper’s wild electric guitar texturing giving the song drive and verve, highlighting descriptive lines like “You were sitting / Your fingers like fuses / Your eyes were cinnamon” — simple, sharp, and precise details that set the scene but never tell you directly what to feel. It’s moments like this that make Orton as effective a storyteller as she is, luring you into the nature of the moment instead of telling you the moral of the story. 
In typical attention-grabbing fashion, she follows that firestarter of an opener with a lush, romantic, string-drenched number called “Sweetest Decline”, which, according to T. Cole Rachel’s brief-yet-casual liner notes, is a song that Orton considers one of her all-time favorites, decorated with gorgeous jazz piano (courtesy of Dr. John) and a string section that does more than play the same refrain ad nauseum, switching up their playing style at numerous intervals to keep things lively. Although Orton explored some cosmic-jazz textures on Trailer Park, she really refines those instincts into tight, formal structures on Central Reservation, with augmented vibraphone bends in “Couldn’t Cause Me Harm” giving a specific kind of texture without meandering too far off the pasture. It’s so easy for your ears to simply “accept” into the grooves that Orton and collaborator Ted Barnes are able conjure for this album, but only upon close examination do you realize how well-considered their choices are, these detailed chasms of sound giving way to Orton’s immaculate songcraft.  From: https://www.popmatters.com/183683-beth-orton-central-reservation-revisited-2495639556.html 

The Jimi Hendrix Experience & The Who - Beat-Club 1967

Beat-Club was a West German music programme that ran from September 1965 to December 1972. It was broadcast from Bremen, West Germany on Erstes Deutsches Fernsehen, the national public TV channel of the ARD, and produced by one of its members, Radio Bremen, later co-produced by WDR following the 38th episode. Beat-Club was co-created by Gerhard Augustin and Mike Leckebusch. The show premiered on 25 September 1965 with Augustin and Uschi Nerke hosting. German TV personality Wilhelm Wieben opened the first show with a short speech. After eight episodes, Augustin stepped down from his hosting role and was replaced by British DJ Dave Lee Travis. 
The show immediately caused a sensation and achieved cult status throughout West Germany among the youth, while the older generation hated it. The show's earlier episodes featured live performances, and was set in front of a plain brick wall. It underwent a revamp in 1966, when a more professional look was adopted with large cards in the background displaying the names of the performers, who now mimed to their hit records (the standard practice on most music shows from the era) in front of the studio audience. (A companion series, Beat Beat Beat, continued to run live performances.) Around this time, a troupe of young women billed the "Go-Go-Girls," were introduced to dance to songs when their performers could not appear.
In early 1969, Travis was replaced by Dave Dee, of Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich. On 31 December 1969, Beat-Club switched to colour and again featured live performances, but without an audience. Dee departed in 1970, leaving Nerke as the lone host. In the later years of its run, the series was known for incorporating psychedelic visual effects during many performances, many concentrating on images of the performers in the background. When the show switched to colour, the effects became much more vivid.  From: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beat-Club 

Michelle Shocked with The Tower Of Power Horns - Live Newport Folk Festival 1990

Michelle Shocked isn’t as big as she used to be, and she just got smaller. Last Sunday the singer-songwriter told a club audience in San Francisco that gay marriage would destroy civilization. She also told them to “go ahead and tweet or write and say that Michelle Shocked says God hates f—s,” according to an account by an eyewitness who is delicate with bad words. The audience walked out, the club owner (a gay man) shut down the lights and power and banned the singer from his club, and soon enough Shocked’s concert dates had been scrubbed by nine of the ten venues where she was planning to give shows. The exception, oddly, was a place in Madison, Wisconsin. We’ll see how many people turn up.
Michelle Shocked is kind of crazy. To put it another way, she is someone who has long struggled with mental illness. Way back in 1988, the Spin profile that alerted the dull mass of music fans to the new star’s existence told how her mother had the teenage Michelle (or Karen Johnston, as she was then known) locked up in a mental facility. Maybe her mother was on to something, or maybe dealing with mom set up the kid for a lifetime of chaos. Either way, Shocked is now 51 and here we are.
Some people wondered if the gay rant was caused by drugs. Our eyewitness says no: “She seemed like someone who had actually gone off medication—anxious and rocking back and forth and a lot of activity and about to explode with emotional anxiety.” That’s the guy’s impression from talking with the singer in between sets, just before she went back on stage and blew up the house. (The fellow’s name is Matt Penfield, and his account is quoted extensively in a Yahoo! post that’s the best piece I’ve seen on the mess.) Shocked has been around many bends, and for now it looks like she has not come out okay.
Like many crazy people, Shocked can be a real pain in the ass. This was evident back in the 90s, when her career was riding higher than it is now. I don’t go to a lot of shows, but I went to two of hers. One, in 1993, was wonderful. There was a big crowd, a lot of laughing and shouting, and an on-stage tribute by Shocked to her husband (“My oak, my rock, my strength,” if I recall correctly). He lumbered into view so Shocked could wrap her arms around him and drop her head on his chest.
But there was one small danger sign. To encourage the good times, she told each of us to turn to the person next to us and say, “I love you.” I didn’t, and maybe I offended the young lady who happened to be next to me. But there is no reason to say, “I love you” to somebody you don’t know, and one of the worst non-reasons is to further some celebrity’s plans for your emotional life. The next concert was in 1996 or ’97. Another big audience, but now her mood appeared to be foul. She made a sour comment about her husband’s mental outlook, and she spent a lot of time giving us commands: shake this, shake that, jump up and down, and so on. The audience went along, trying to pretend it was fun, but the performer herself didn’t smile once.
I’m pretty stiff and reserved, and I don’t like following orders from someone who isn’t paying me, so I made only minimal efforts to cooperate. I felt bad about that until Shocked told everybody to turn around, bend down and shake their asses. Why would that be fun? It isn’t abandon, it’s having your boundaries stripped out by somebody who’s high up on a stage with a microphone. Fuck her, she wasn’t bending over and shaking her ass. She was standing there shouting orders.
Maybe she saw me toward the front of the crowd, scowling, because soon she was discoursing on those with a bad attitude. Why, in this very hall she had recently seen a George Clinton concert, and those New Yorkers (the hall was in New York) were just too cool to let on how groove-a-delic the Clinton beat actually was. Here she did an imitation: she frowned, wrapped her arms about herself and held still. Well, at that moment I was frowning, had my arms wrapped about myself and was holding still. I sometimes have to do the second two things when a crowd is packed tight, since I take up more space than most people. I’d been doing them at the concert Clinton gave in this hall a few weeks before, the same one attended by Shocked, I guess. Maybe I personally stuck in her craw or maybe she had just seen my type. Either way, she could have tried to help people have a good time, or she could reflect on how awful it is that the uncooperative exist. Guess which she chose.
I never went to another of her shows. At some point an acquaintance, an office hipster, attended one and reported back. “Michelle was in a weird mood,” he said, shaking his head. Yeah. Since then I had not heard or read her name until Sunday’s fag incident. Just last week I was wondering if her song “Anchorage,” about an ex-punk girl addressing a still-current punk girl, was meant to be a letter to an old friend or to a lost lover. I also wondered if anybody would even know whom I was talking about if I mentioned the song. Now this. Still there, crazier than ever. After the debacle, the singer released this Tweet: “Truth is leading to painful confrontation.” Michelle, the truth is you’re nuts and in being nuts you act like a high-handed asshole. Get well soon and until then don’t bother us.  From: https://www.splicetoday.com/pop-culture/michelle-shocked-was-also-crazy-and-unpleasant-in-the-1990s 

Michelle Shocked's bogus copyright attacks
TimeTravelSounds
Hi folks - I sell vinyl here & on a few other platforms including Amazon (where I mainly sell books.) On Dec 26 2018 dozens or hundreds of Amazon sellers were hit on Amazon with accusations of effectively being pirates/bootleggers with a very misguided attack on every used LP, CD & cassette (!) by Michelle Shocked, filed as a copyright violation. I happen to have had two of her LPs listed (I listed them in 2010 & neither has sold so not exactly popular items) and thus was hit with two claims of copyright infringement, a ban-able offense.
These are ridiculous claims from an artist who appears pissed off about digital sales of her music being down and who is lashing out at people who literally have one or two used CDs or LPs of hers for sale. She appears ignorant of the federal copyright law in "First Sale Doctrine" that anyone has a right to resell a legit used copy of copyrighted material. Discogs couldn't exist without this law, nor really could Amazon.
This however doesn't matter because Amazon deals with copyright infringement claims like a Kafka story, asking me in this case to prove that my 1988 and 1989 pressings of Shocked LPs aren't bootlegs by asking me to produce an approved wholesaler's invoice for purchase of the items... and one obtained within the last year! We're all trying to fight this as best we can. This has-been spends her days trolling the internet for old copies of her music and sometimes even sending threatening emails personally to people who might have one lousy used copy of one of her CDs for sale for $3. Has anyone else gotten the Shocked treatment?

rugogs
Who the hell is shocked Michelle?

TimeTravelSounds
Ha, Her whole schtick was "lesbian protest folk singer" 30 yrs ago. That's the worst part, she's supposed to be fighting The Man and here she is crushing mom & pop businesses with false copyright claims she thinks protect her profits.

trachi 
If possible, I would just remove her titles from your Marketplace, throw them in a metal bin and set them on fire. Then I would make sure I avoided anything with her name associated to it in the future. Job done.

TheOubliette
Since it appears there's not much (any) profit (interest) in second-hand Shocked releases, might I suggest we all just mail them back to Michelle's personal residence and let her deal with them.

merlin99
I assume her efforts to remove them are less about digital sales and more about her wanting to delete her past - those church meetings must get a bit uncomfortable when one of the congregation quizzes her over the meaning behind "God is a Real Estate Developer' or 'Hardcore Hornography'... 

From: https://www.discogs.com/forum/thread/783750?srsltid=AfmBOoq0sHIlss6_iUw3TEawB9iPA9ZbHHD-VTajgmNSRk64pNkH7LWE

Weedpecker - No Heartbeat Collective

Weedpecker are a stoner/psychedelic quartet formed by the brothers Dobry in January 2012. This band draws from elements of dreamy psychedelic, dingy grunge and heavy stoner riffs. Along with fellow scene contemporaries such as Belzebong, Dopelord and Major Kong the band had gained traction through online circles and released four albums since their inception, all of which having attained positive reception. The band has also toured frequently through Europe, especially in the latter part of the decade.  From: https://riffipedia.fandom.com/wiki/Weedpecker 

Wilson Pickett - Ninety-Nine and a Half (Won't Do)

There are many sides to soul music. There is the pop-soul style of Motown, the sweet soul of Philadelphia, and the streetwise sound of New York City. But if you prefer a little more grit, a little more growl, a little more funk in your soul, then I have a record for you. This week’s featured record is a classic Wilson Pickett side from his golden era with Atlantic Records in the mid-late ’60s. I’ve wanted to feature Pickett, and this record in particular for quite some time and this seems like a good week to do it.
You know the story of the “Wicked” Wilson Pickett by now. You know that he first hit it with the Falcons, a group which also included the luminaries Eddie Floyd and Sir Mack Rice, and how they got some attention with “I Found A Love,” a song co-written by Pickett. It was a minor hit for the Falcons, but a bigger one when Pickett re-recorded it on his own some time later.
Soon Pickett went solo, and sent a demo of a song he had written to Jerry Wexler at Atlantic Records. Wexler gave “If You Need Me” to Atlantic artist Solomon Burke who had a big hit with it. Pickett was not happy that the song had been given away, but solo success was not far off for him. He was recording for Double L Records when “It’s Too Late” became a big R&B hit in 1963, so big in fact that it convinced Wexler to buy Pickett’s contract from Double L and sign him to Atlantic.
Pickett’s massive breakthrough came with his third single for Atlantic. “In the Midnight Hour,” recorded with the legendary Stax Records house band that included Steve Cropper, Duck Dunn, and Al Jackson (Booker T Jones didn’t play on any Pickett records), was released in 1965 and reached #1 on the R&B chart, and #21 on the pop chart. 
The hits kept coming. In the next couple of year they included “Don’t Fight It,” “634-5789,” and “Ninety-Nine and a Half (Won’t Do)”. The chugging “Ninety-Nine and Half (Won’t Do)” was, like many of his hits, co-written by Pickett. It wasn’t his biggest success, making it to #53 on the pop chart and #13 R&B, but it was just as soulful and insistent as any of Pickett’s hits of that era.  From: https://popdose.com/soul-serenade-wilson-pickett-ninety-nine-and-a-half-wont-do/ 

Queen - The Fairy Feller's Master-Stroke

Freddie Mercury was inspired by Richard Dadd's painting The Fairy Feller's Master-Stroke at the Tate Gallery in London. The fantasy-based lyrics make direct reference to characters and vignettes detailed in the painting and in Dadd's companion poem, Elimination of a Picture & its Subject—called The Feller's Master Stroke. Characters include Queen Mab, Waggoner Will, the Tatterdemalion, and others. The use of the word "quaere" in the twice-repeated line "What a quaere fellow" has no reference to Mercury's sexuality, according to Roger Taylor.
In some markets the album included a fold-out cover with a reproduction of the painting. Author Neil Gaiman wrote about the painting and the album on his blog: 
Reason tells me that I would have first encountered the painting itself, the enigmatically titled "Fairy Feller's Master Stroke," reproduced, pretty much full-sized, in the fold-out cover of a Queen album, at the age of fourteen or thereabouts, and it made no impression upon me at all. That's one of the odd things about it. You have to see it in the flesh, paint on canvas, the real thing, which hangs, mostly, when it isn't travelling, in the Pre-Raphaelite room of the Tate Gallery, out of place among the grand gold-framed Pre-Raphaelite beauties, all of them so much more huge and artful than the humble fairy court walking through the daisies, for it to become real. And when you see it several things will become apparent; some immediately, some eventually.
For the intricately arranged studio recording, Mercury played harpsichord as well as piano, and Roy Thomas Baker played the castanets. Taylor called this song Queen's "biggest stereo experiment", referring to the use of panning in the mix. The song was performed only a few times during the Queen II Tour, and there was thought to be no live recording of the song until 2014, when it was released on Live at the Rainbow '74.  From: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen_II#%22The_Fairy_Feller's_Master-Stroke%22 

Xenia Rubinos - Whirlwind

 

Throughout “Whirlwind”, the third song on Xenia Rubinos’ debut album Magic Trix, there’s a joyous vocal choppiness that darts between speakers like a figure in a stop-motion film. There’s the seesawing groan of a squeaky door, low, crunching keyboards, and a hectic, roiling drumbeat that Zach Hill wouldn't be ashamed of. When you listen closely, you realize there are words to Rubinos’ scrambled ululations: “When you get the feelin’ that you’re startin’ to wake up,” she trills, like an alarm. “Something I really wanted on this record, and in general, is exuberance,” the young Brooklyn-dwelling singer told Rookie recently. She's triumphed unambiguously: Magic Trix is a startling lightning bolt of a record.
There are four primary parts to Rubinos’ busy sound: her electric, smoky voice; overdriven keyboards, which often seem like electric guitar but aren't; the contributions of syncopation-happy drummer Marco Buccelli and funk-inclined bassist Adam Minkoff. Magic Trix recalls tUnE-yArDs, Battles, Camille, and the melodies of St. Vincent’s Marry Me remade with a Strange Mercy-era approach-- but true to the record’s title, Rubinos has a wizard's unique flair.
Rubinos is of Puerto Rican and Cuban origin, and sings in English and Spanish. (The Spanish-language songs here are either fantastical, punky jump-rope chants, or sweetly sad lullabies.) She has as much of a cool, incisive way with intimate as political matters: “Ultima” opens with a collage of beatboxed vocals, and is exhausting and soothing, like watching an extravagant display while lazing on a beach. She coolly recounts how, in Cuba, simple things like going to the bank are different enough to throw you for a moment. After an indignant, yelped chorus of “Oye, yo soy la ultima!” (“Hey, I’m the last one!” your cue to join the back of a line) she flips the sentiment back onto herself: “You know it really, really takes a long, long time/ To understand what’s going on around you/ To grow and change.”
Magic Trix deals with the fear that time will destroy the things you love, but it’s not so paralyzing that you’re unable to take advantage of the new wisdoms it brings, particularly concerning romance-- and Rubinos writes sexy, surrealist love songs. On “When You Come”, her keyboards take on a seductive, sleazy tone, and she describes her crush in deliciously weird terms: “He ties my heart in knots/ Just like Polish sausages.” Her odd, folkloric intentions (also: laying an egg into his mouth) stave off her impulses to look beyond the fantasy of the guy who "makes love to [her] like [he’s] seen something new" and folds her clothes afterwards, preferring “to keep pretending/ You are the sweet thing/ I made you out to be.”
Navigating the balance between all-out fantasy and dulling realism is another of Magic Trix's strong suits. (Rubinos channels Poly Styrene on "Pan Y Cafe", where she recasts the mice behind her refrigerator as Martian invaders.) On “Hair Receding”’s vibrant mathy bent, Rubinos laments the passing of time, writ in the wrinkles of a face she's starting to forget. The temperature drops on the ensuing “Cherry Tree”, where frenzied drums melt into blossoming keys, and she yells with frustration, knowing that her memory of this guy is already fading. By “Let’s Go Out”, the drums slump with dejection: She's given up trying to remember. After the tropical wilds that precede it, the synthetic, silvery keyboards here sound effectively bleak.
Although Rubinos’ heart is aching, she's not completely giving up on life in color; “I Like Being Alone” is a chirruping ode to solitude: “Because it means I don’t have to be something I’m not.../ Because it means I don’t have to consider you/ I can just be awful like I am/ I can be as lazy as I am.” It’s that comfort with her own ideas and company that makes Magic Trix so life-affirming, transcending its sound-a-likes to proudly show off a unique new pop personality. Rubinos' remarks on exuberance reminded me of something the similarly single-minded Natasha Khan said recently, about our culture emphasizing art that is "down, dark, and fucked up-- so when there's unabashed joy, that's embarrassing for people. It's too much, or it's not cool." If you're looking for a way out of those doldrums, then Magic Trix is the glitter in the dark.  From: https://pitchfork.com/reviews/albums/18119-xenia-rubinos-magic-trix/

Sons Of Zöku - Earth Chant (Acoustic)

Sons Of Zöku are a self-professed hybrid tribe of Portuguese-born Ricardo Da Silva and Ica Quintela, and Australian-born Jordan Buck, Oscar Ellery, Eddie Hannemann, and Hannah Yates. The band are known for their raw, world-influenced psychedelic sound, transcending the mainstream by blending elements of rock and folk with global music traditions, folding sitar and flute melodies into distinctive vocal hooks, rhythmic chanting, and upbeat, layered percussion. Selected as “Most Popular Experimental Artist” at the South Australian Music Awards for five years running, word spread of their live sonic offerings, leading to a spot performing at WOMADelaide 2023, and appearances at a slew of other festivals across Australia. I’m reliably informed their live shows are especially spell-binding, the ensemble experimentally blending any number of instruments across a psychedelic-rock canvas, showcasing a yin/yang of unexpected dynamic changes.  
With their second studio album Endless now released, Sons Of Zoku push further on the boundaries of dynamics and repetition, drawing listeners deeper into their cohesive yet kaleidoscopic sound. The result is a modern, manifolded experience that teems with the energy of change. According to frontman Ricardo, “The recording process was very simple, consisted with all of us stepping into our headquarters and devoting our craft into creating a soundscape that best represented each track. Individually we all came in and recorded our own layers of colours until we felt the song has opened a door to somewhere we had never been before.”
The album opens with a slightly disconcerting tribal chant intro, that morphs gently into the beautifully languid single Moonlight. The band somehow effortlessly capture the essence of a star-laden night, a laid-back warm wash of flute and semi-acoustic melody that is quite hypnotic. The pace picks up halfway through with a more esoteric multi-layered percussive rhythm driving the track. Vocals aside, I’m suddenly struck by a vision of mid-period Man in their more expansive live performances. This sextet are anything but loose, mind, it’s a carefully blended mixture of (okay) slightly hippy-ish sound that works so well! I’ve seen someone else use the phrase “a hypnotic haze of colourful kaleidoscopic sounds” and its bang on.
Earth Chant is the latest single off the album, it’s an exquisitely captured production, no easy feat considering the sheer number of instruments and vocals involved – it could have been so muddy and mangled, but fear not the sound is beautifully crisp. A fascinating blend of tribal and desert-like ‘nomadic’ rhythms and percussions forms the bedrock to this little treat, complemented by choral harmonies and an insidious ear-worm of a guitar line. Like so many others, this tracks strongly reminds me of the Kimonos.  From: https://www.velvetthunder.co.uk/sons-of-zoku-endless-copperfeast-records/

The Dixie Chicks - Travelin' Soldier (Live Version)

In the fall of 1990 Bruce Robison was working as a fry cook at an Austin diner and writing his first songs. That August, Iraq had invaded Kuwait, and the United States was preparing for a massive counterinvasion. Robison learned that one of his buddies at the diner, another fry cook, was being called up to active duty…and Robison found himself contemplating the unthinkable: dying young in war. Then he started writing about something even more unbearable: dying young while being in love. The first thing to come to him was a melody—the soaring opening of the chorus—and Robison shoehorned in some words: “I-I-I-I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy.” Details quickly followed: a lonely boy leaving for war after high school (Robison changed the setting to Vietnam), a shy girl (“a piccolo player in the marching band”) falling for him, the love between them growing even as they are thousands of miles apart. For the final verse, as the girl cries alone because her soldier has died, Robison recalled a familiar spot, the space beneath the stadium bleachers at Bandera High, where he had gone to school. In 2003, with the United States again on the verge of war with Iraq, the Dixie Chicks took the song to number one on Billboard’s Hot Country Singles and Tracks chart.  From: https://genius.com/The-chicks-travelin-soldier-lyrics 

Idiot Flesh - Chicken Little

Spawning from the Oakland, California group Acid Rain, who released a demo album "We Were All Very Worried" in 1987, the members renamed the group Idiot Flesh prior to the release of their first album "Tales of Instant Knowledge and Sure Death" in 1990. The group is characterized by its use of non-traditional instrumentation, such as screwdrivers, bicycle horns, and other odd or seemingly random objects to create their music. Their live shows featured everything from marching band acts to puppet shows. The group disbanded in 1998 before completing their fifth album and the various members went off into splinter groups. The most well-known of these groups is Sleepytime Gorilla Museum. Fans of Sleepytime Gorilla Museum will probably find much to enjoy with this group as both groups have a somewhat similar approach and musical style.  From: https://www.progarchives.com/artist.asp?id=2860 

Orgone - Overtime

For over a decade, Orgone has been steaming up stages all over the country and drenching the biggest music festivals in sweat. Now, the band is back in its home-grown studio KillionSound crafting and recording its seventh full-length album featuring their new powerhouse singer Adryon de Le’n. Orgone’s sound is a cold-blooded blend of deep soul, rare funk, and afro-disco with a raw rock star edge that is uniquely LA. Shifting effortlessly from slyly slinky to seismically cinematic, the music remains tough and uncluttered. For their heart-pounding live performances and classic, gritty recordings, Orgone has been called by Dusty Groove America, “One of the heaviest acts we’ve heard in years.”
Orgone is a synergy of eight musicians, at the core of which are keyboardist Dan Hastie and guitarist Sergio Rios who have been chiseling their distinctively timeless sound since their teens. “The present state of this band reflects the honesty and authenticity that we’ve always strived for in our music,” says Rios, “We’ve really hit a sweet spot in our dynamic.” Each band member shines in his own right, but together their chemistry results in a sweeping sound more tenacious than the sum of its considerable parts. Members of Orgone have collaborated/ performed with the Roots, Al Green, Gil Scott-Heron, Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings, Breakestra, Thievery Corporation, and the Monophonics. Known for being air-tight in the studio, Orgone has been the backing band on numerous major label releases, most notably, Alicia Keys’ “As I Am” album and Cee Lo Green’s multiple Grammy Award-winning track “Fool for You.”
Bringing fresh blood to the band is Adryon de Le’n, a lightning rod whose bold, graceful vocals elevate the music to intoxicating new levels. This joining of forces was at once kismet and inevitable, according to de LeÑn: “Professionally, musically, spiritually, all paths led me to Orgone.” In 2014, Orgone continues to be a strong touring presence while tantalizing crowds with tastes of new material from their upcoming album, slated for release in the Fall of this year. Now and always, Orgone delivers dirty, organic soul with heart; music that grabs you by the collar, pulls you to your feet, and shoves you onto the dance floor.  From: https://gatheringofthevibes.com/artist/orgone/

Fotheringay - The Way I Feel

Today’s song is The Way I Feel by Fotheringay. The band was singer Sandy Denny’s first project on leaving Fairport Convention. Working with seasoned British folk musicians and her Australian husband, Trevor Lucas, she formed a powerful folk-rock band that might have been a solid heir to Fairport. Sadly, the band lasted only one album before disintegrating. Most of the members would work together again in versions of Fairport before Denny’s death, but the promise of Fotheringay (named for a song she wrote for Fairport) was unfulfilled.
The one eponymous album is an impressive mix of originals, traditional songs, and covers. This song is a brilliant interpretation of a Gordon Lightfoot composition. Lightfoot had recorded the song a few years earlier, but was still best known as a writer. His performing career would take off internationally at about the same time that this album was released. Using a mother bird, chick, and the oak tree where their nest rests as a metaphor, Lightfoot creates an inspired take on the “if you love something, set it free” tradition. His version (and a number of other covers, including one by John Bottomley) is stellar, but Denny and Lucas make the song truly their own. Wish Gordon Lightfoot a happy 73rd birthday today and enjoy this perfect interpretation of one of his finest compositions.  From: https://rbhsjukebox.wordpress.com/2011/11/17/song-of-the-day-november-17-the-way-i-feel-by-fotheringay/

Lone Justice - Belfry

Damn, that Maria McKee can really sing. If anyone can find a better way to express the sheer power, passion and presence of McKee’s vocal virtuosity, have at it. It was said co-Producer Little Steven (E Street Band) remarked that McKees vocal performance on “Inspiration” was the most powerful and passionate vocal he had heard since Bruce Springsteen’s “Adam Raised a Cain.” Mighty high praise indeed. And well deserved. More commercially appealing than the debut, Shelter infused a little more country rock and significantly less cow punk. It is better produced (in some spots a bit over-produced) and the songwriting is more accessible with superior ballads and a more consistent sound. It should have been the record to make Lone Justice rock stars. Rather, it became their swan song. ‘I Found Love’ and ‘Shelter’ were both that single that just never broke through. But the real strength on this album is on the deeper cuts and ballads. Beacon, Belfry and Dreams Come True all rock with great guitar work and McKee’s emotive presence. And as mentioned earlier, Inspiration is just an emotional vocal tour de force with a once in a lifetime performance. The two side-ending ballads should also be noted. Wheels is a beautiful country song that should be covered by a more modern country female vocalist. The album closer, Dixie Storms, is just haunting and would point to the direction McKee would follow in her solo career.  From: https://real80sccm.com/2021/02/25/lone-justice-shelter-1986/