Joan Osborne - Hard Rock Live, Las Vegas 1995 / House Of Blues 1995

 Joan Osborne - Hard Rock Live, Las Vegas 1995

 

 Joan Osborne - House Of Blues 1995

 

As the unpredictable winds of mainstream popularity shift more frequently than ever, Joan Osborne has been able to sustain her career through steadfast touring and well-received live performances. Osborne exploded onto the popular music scene in 1995 with the Mercury release “Relish,” propelled by the monster hit “One of Us.” Relish has sold 1.9 million copies in the U.S., according to SoundScan.
Since that time, Osborne hasn’t scaled those commercial heights again; even so, she maintains a heavy touring schedule that keeps her in the public eye. The artist resumes her touring cycle in support of her Interscope release “Righteous Love” — which has sold 105,000 copies sold in the U.S., according to SoundScan — June 22 in Hampton Beach, N.H.
For an artist who came to music indirectly (she originally pursued filmmaking at New York University), Osborne has taken to touring like a born troubadour. “Live performing is a very natural part of what I do,” Osborne explains. “It’s not like, ‘I put out an album, therefore I tour.’ Touring makes me less dependent upon the vagaries of the label or radio. It’s kind of a touchstone for me.”
Perhaps fittingly, the Kentucky native’s musical journey began onstage, when a friend persuaded her to grab an open mike at a corner blues bar on New York’s Lower East Side. “He dared me to go up and sing with the piano player,” Osborne recalls. “They invited me to come back down, and I kind of made a habit of it.”
A vital early-’90s blues/roots music scene in the East Village made a convert out of Osborne. “A number of bands came out of that scene, like Blues Traveler, Spin Doctors, and Chris Whitley,” Osborne notes. “I was very drawn to that scene, going out every night to see these groups and spending all my college money on Etta James and John Lee Hooker records.”
As Osborne became more comfortable with live performance, she put her own band together. “I always knew I had a good voice, and I sang in school, but this was completely different,” she says. “There is something so captivating about how real and passionate this music is.”
Prior to signing to Mercury in 1995, Osborne gained notoriety as a regional performer, hitting a Northeastern U.S. circuit that included such markets as Philadelphia; New Jersey; Burlington, Vt.; Syracuse, N.Y.; Rochester, N.Y.; and her home base of New York City. A live CD sold at shows helped foot the gas bill. “Step by step, I built a following,” she recalls. “That’s the great thing about live performing, and I love to do it.”
It’s a sentiment those involved with her touring career appreciate. “Joan Osborne rocks my world,” says Jonathan Levine, Osborne’s agent at Monterey Peninsula Artists. “She’s one of the most magical and gifted artists I’ve ever worked with. The reason I do what I do is because of people like her.”
Osborne has dates on the books through the end of August, playing a mixture of summer-type venues that includes wineries and smaller sheds, as well as such music festivals as Ben & Jerry’s One World, One Heart Festival in Warren, Vt. (June 23); Milwaukee Summerfest (June 30); and Humphries Concerts by the Bay in San Diego (July 5). She’s also booked in such theaters as Newport Music Hall in Columbus, Ohio (June 26); the Keswick Theatre in Glenside, Pa. (June 24); and the John Anson Ford Theater in Los Angeles (July 9).
Promoter/venue owner Mark Adler of True West promoted Osborne at his Aladdin Theatre in Portland, Ore., around the time of the “Righteous Love” release, as well as July 25 at the Woodland Park Zoo Amphitheatre in Seattle. Both dates sold out. Osborne’s fans don’t particularly seem to care whether she’s on the radio, Adler says. “I work with a lot of artists whose popularity is a bit transient, but Joan is one of those people where record sales and radio play may go up and down, but she maintains a solid fan base. And that’s good for a promoter, because we don’t get much out of record sales.”
Earlier this year, Osborne toured as the featured vocalist with the Chieftains, a role she relished. “I had done some recording with them,” she says. “I have learned so much from them, and I love their sound. There’s something so ethereal and beautiful about it.”
This summer, Osborne plays some dates with artists she admires, including Hooker and Al Greene, as well as such newer acts as the Holmes Brothers — whose debut Alligator release, “Speaking in Tongues,” Osborne sang backup on and produced. Osborne’s touring band this year includes multi-instrumentalist Jack Petruzelli (Rufus Wainwright), drummer Billy Ward (Chris Whitley), guitarist Andrew Carillo, and bassist Gail Ann Dorsey (David Bowie).
Osborne’s set includes cuts from “Relish” and “Righteous Love,” as well as choice covers often geared to fit the venue. “We just did a casino in Reno, Nev., and we worked up a version of Gram Parson’s ‘Ooh, Las Vegas,’ ” she says, adding that the set changes nightly. “I can’t do the same exact show night after night. If I’m not excited, I don’t feel like the people that come to see me will be, either.”
In addition to her touring efforts, Osborne continues to work on her Womanly Hips project, a multi-artist festival celebrating women in the arts and music tentatively set for mid-September at the Greek Theatre in Berkeley, Calif., with Bill Graham Presents/SFX promoting. If the event is successful, Osborne is considering a tour and an album for later in 2001. As a side project, Osborne oversees the Web zine heroinemag.com, where she interviews “women who are doing interesting things.”
But music remains her true love, regardless of current mainstream trends. “I’m sure there are moments when other artists get discouraged if they’re not on the radio, but I’m grateful I can go out and play music for people,” she says. “This is not rocket science. I love to play music, and I get to play music — so I’m happy.”  From: https://www.billboard.com/music/music-news/joan-osborne-takes-on-troubadour-style-79371/

 

 

X - Country At War

This is probably the least surprising album of note released this year, chronicling predictable growth from what was once the most important punk band from Los Angeles. Hey Zeus! isn't bland — how could any X album be bland in today's musical climate? But it isn't a hallmark of the Next Big Thing either. It's simply more X. It makes sense that X's rockabilly-punk-country mix would mellow a bit, spotlighting the songwriting and letting everything breathe freer. It's sensible to downplay the musical components that were X trademarks: minor-key vocals, unbridled energy, razor guitar riffs on top of sophisticated lyrics. Why cover the same ground again? Yet it isn't disappointing (or unexpected) when X drifts into familiar punky ground toward the end of the disc, climaxing with the hot duo of "Baby You Lied" and "Lettuce and Vodka."
Actually, it would have been fun if this gently subversive and political album (with songs such as "Someone's Watching," "Country at War," "Arms for Hostages") had come out last year. The possible confusion with the Spike Lee film would have raised hackles (and X-consciousness) nationwide. As it is, Hey Zeus! runs the risk of being quietly forgotten. If there is a hit in here, it's hiding well.
Perhaps that is because the aforementioned trademarks that made X's name a notable band are downplayed so rigorously. Up front in the sound mix are the bass and the electric guitar, which allows the grooves and melodies to be spotlighted, but partially obscures the unique vocal interaction of John Doe and Exene Cervenka. And I hate to be a spoil-sport, but the world's need for guitarcentric albums is limited. On Hey Zeus!, guitarist Tony Gilkyson's Hendrix homages make for pretty music, but are just plain tired. Yes, yes, we've all heard "Third Stone from the Sun," and yes, it is flippin' awesome. Paraphrasing it in "Drawn in the Dark" only invites comparisons, not illumination.
Still, this is an X album. Songs like "New Life" and "Big Blue House" disarm you with modest lyrics about domestic life, while "Country at War" and "Arms for Hostages" debates where money should be spent in a country with rampant poverty. Punk energy burns in an even flame on "Clean Like Tomorrow," with its chugging chorus and Gilkyson-moody verses. Folks would pack Tewligans to hear this music, but they would listen closely rather than thrash around. Can there be such a thing as mature punk? Hey Zeus!  From: http://www.louisvillemusicnews.net/webmanager/index.php?WEB_CAT_ID=50&storyid=12759&headline=X_%96_Hey,_Zeus&issueid=54

The Sundays - Summertime

When The Sundays hit the British indie scene in the summer of 1989, they were heralded by the press as the next Smiths. While they didn't share The Smiths' ambitions of world domination, they certainly proved to be one of the most original and innovative bands of the 90's and they quickly became indie heroes. Their sound is airy, ethereal, driven by shimmering melodies and jangling guitar atmospheres. Harriet Wheeler's high-flying sorprano is loose, boundless and beautiful, and her husband David Gavurin's gleaming guitar work boasts a similar soaring feel, free to glide across the songs' laid-back energy. Their presence has been completely personal and unconcerned with passing trends and fads in the highly flakey U.K. music market. This reflects in their rather sparse album output, as they've released a total of three full-length records since their 1988 formation. Yet their international fanbase remains unfettered, as they've managed to win a place in the heart of nearly every thinking music fan and their influence is well aparent in ethereal-tinted acts such as The Innocence Mission and Sarah McClachlan.
David Gavurin was attending university in London, England in 1988 when he met fellow student Harriet Wheeler. Both sharing a passion for music and a mutual ambition, they became lovers and began rehearsing in David's bedroom with his 4-track. By that summer they'd teamed with the wonderfully tight rhythm section of Paul Brindley (bass guitar) and Patrick Hannah (drums), making their debut in London as The Sundays. They were spotted by a number of writers, who swooned at Wheeler's angelic vocals and Gavurin's Johnny Marr-esque guitar jangle. Word quickly spread and as the year closed a label bidding war commenced, ending with The Sundays' settling on renowkned U.K. indie label Rough Trade. The debut single "Can't Be Sure", with its shuffling, almost stuttering beat, mournful guitar echo and free soaring vocal delivery by Wheeler thrilled the press and listeners alike winning The Sundays an instant following. They were praised as The Cocteau Twins meets The Smiths, and certainly this wasn't a faulty comparison, as the songwriting team of Gavurin/Wheeler resembled a more ethereal take on the Marr/Morrisey unit.
The debut album, Reading, Writing and Arithmetic was everything to be hoped for and more, a youthful, energetic collection of downtown London lullabies driven by tights rhythms, loose melodies and a distraught, but never despairing, self-reflective lyrical outlook. It was released in 1990 along with the single "Here's Where the Story Ends", a cynical tale of love-lost elegantly draped in strumming acoustic guitar. Amidst the endless sea of "trying to be trendy" British market the album and single stood out, and the innovation materialized in major sales, chart success and a lucrative (if sparse) tour. Already The Sundays had won an international following. More recordings couldn't have emerged soon enough.
Yet, with Rough Trade's financial troubles and the band's decision to manage themselves, The Sundays' next single, "Goodbye" wouldn't emerge until 1992. It revealed a slightly more intense guitar sound, and an even gloomier atmosphere made whole by Wheeler's still stunning vocals and the band's trademark gleaming overtones. Again, The Sundays were both critical darlings and the delight of indie fans everywhere. The next album, Blind, revealed a more grown-up Sundays, with Wheeler's vocals and Gavurin's guitar more free and soaring than ever. The moods were darker and just as ethereal, certainly Blind is just as essential as its predecessor. A second single emerged in 1993, a cover of The Rolling Stones' "Wild Horses". Again, the band's touring schedule was sparse, although they were met with nearly salivating fans, starved for new material. Despite the obvious thirst the band dropped out again, and this time they wouldn't be heard from for five years.
Finally, in 1997, The Sundays broke in with their third full length album, Static and Silence and the single "Summertime". Although the record retained the band's trademark jangling guitar and utterly beautiful vocals, it revealed a more traditional folk rock feel (apparently Gavurin and Wheeler had taken a liking to Van Morrison). The melodies were more concise, less free-spirited than in the past which reflected in both Wheeler's vocals and Gavurin's guitar playing, both of which now operated within a more planned, orderly fashion. Mournful crooning gives way to straightforward pop melody, tight guitar/bass/drums approach gives way to string and horn arrangements, ethereal gives way to folk. The Sundays had changed quite a bit, and although the album was fantastic, it wasn't the stunning innovation they'd showcased in the past. Again the band would quickly drop out of the public eye yet The Sundays remain beloved internationally and have found comfortable status as one of the most popular cult bands in the world.  From: https://www.angelfire.com/indie/impryan/sundays.html  

The Karovas Milkshake - Factory

Q. When did The Karovas Milkshake start, tell us about the history.

A: It began in Ekaterinburg, a city where Europe meets Asia, the future meets the past. It appears very symbolic to us. First thought of the Karovas Milkshake came about when Albert and I walked out of a music bar where a band played fake rock’n’roll. We just couldn’t bear it! That evening we decided to create a band with wild live sound that would sweep all that humbug away. Besides nobody played 60’s garage in the surroundings. We listened to heaps of records thinking that all these great 60’s unknowns have been long buried and their great songs forgotten. There was a strong desire to bring it all back and share with our local music lovers. Around the same time we went to a cinema club where ‘A Clockwork Orange’ by Stanley Kubrick was shown. That’s where we picked our name from. We looked for something simple and recognizable that would reflect our tastes both in literature and gastronomy. In a while we were joined by Nick the Kick and Shasha which added more complexity and psyche to our music, but the basic 60’s garage energy remains as a stem.

Q: Who are your influences?

A: Our main heroes are bands and signers who emerged in the 50’s and the 60’s on both sides of the Atlantic, when emotions were fresh, true and genuine, one had no second chance and music just sounded cool.

Q. Make a list of 5 albums of all time…

1. Pink Floyd – The Piper at the Gates of Dawn
2. Grateful Dead – Workingman’s Dead
3. Captain Beefheart – Safe as Milk
4. Rolling Stones – Sticky Fingers
5. Doors – L.A.Woman

Q. How do you feel playing live?

You feel excited before playing live. And once you’re on stage it can be different, sometimes it feels at home and at times it feels as if you were thrown into an abyss, and that feeling can vary within one concert or even one song. Playing live is much like living – you are searching for the right way.

Q. How do you describe The Karovas Milkshake sounds?

It comes out thick and dense, no matter how we try to play quiet. It can be gentle at times, but mainly it is wild!

Q: Tell us about the process of recording the songs?

Recording is part of our music-making process. We came to a conclusion that our music sounds best on tape and since then we record ourselves on a tape recorder. We experiment with natural sound and different microphones quite a lot. Recording process can be full of fun and curiosity.

Q. Which new bands do you recommended?

A: We like the music by the Jaguar (tribal Bo-Diddley beats), the Madcaps (barretesque psyche) both from France and we recommend you our friends ‘The Thunderbeats’ (Moscow’s rhythm’n’blues and freakbeat), ‘The Traulers’ (eco-country from Ekaterinburg) and ‘Anton Ripatti & Sabaka Babaka Band’ (chanson, blues).

Q: Which band would you love to make a cover version of?

The Sonics (and we already have!)

Q: What´s the plans for future?

We plan to release our first LP ‘In the shade of the Purple Sun’ in sunny Portugal this September and would love to go on a tour, after which it would be fine to record our new songs.

Q: Any parting words?

Pick good music that gives inspiration. Play it with all your heart. Thanks!

From: http://theblogthatcelebratesitself.blogspot.com/2015/08/freak-out-factory-with-karovas.html

Light - Betray

Light is a larger than life orchestra from Toulouse, France that released its debut album The Path in 2023 showcasing some of the extreme limits of musical fusion. The band incorporates an entire classical orchestra, a large choir and a sizeable jazz ensemble which together incorporate progressive rock moments. The overall effect is tantamount to a classical orchestra that has adopted both jazz and rock elements thus bringing the world of progressive rock into ever higher levels of accomplishment. If that wasn't enough, the main writer Camille De Carvalho plays dozens of exotic instruments ranging from everything from the marimba, glockenspiel and Burmese gong to ethnic instruments like the duduk, guanzi, hulsi and bawu. The overall count of musicians is around two dozen.  From: https://www.progarchives.com/artist.asp?id=12466  

Psychotica - Little Prince - Live at Lollapalooza 1996

Psychotica, formed in 1994 by Don Hill's bartender Tommy Salmorin and NYC Club Owner Pat Briggs along with Paul"ENA"Kostabi were a seminal influence in Industrial Goth, releasing 3 albums to mixed reviews and varied success. Lead singer Pat Briggs, with outrageous costumes and antics, paved the way for the mainstream acceptance of androgynous musicians in bands like Orgy and Placebo. Psychotica's fame reached it's pinnacle of popularity in 1996, as a result of being on the bill at Lollapalooza with Soundgarden.  From: https://www.concertarchives.org/bands/psychotica

My first thought of this band was, "Aren't those the guys who painted themselves blue and danced, screaming and half-naked, at Lollapalooza?" They were. Something about the sheer insanity of the album first attracted me, but lying underneath the personality excess that gives the band its name is an emotional intensity rarely felt in this genre. I say "felt" because this is music that digs deeply into the listener. While Gary Numan and David Bowie spend most of their time in space, ocassionally delving into loneliness or shallow lust, Pat Briggs, Tommy, Reeka and Ena run the range of emotional experience.
The hard-driving, alienated "Ice Planet Hell" and "Starf***er Love" set the tone that this is a sonic experience far-removed from your daily soundtrack. The complex "Barcelona" allows rhythm and melody to expand, contract, and intertwine, starting from a simple few acoustic chords, until it reaches an epic-feeling climax, not unlike running with the bulls in Pamplona, only to be gored within inches of the finish. In contrast to the uber-glam power of "New Man" (featuring Pat's incredible vocal crescendos), "The Little Prince" develops from a mellow foil into a gripping cry of isolation. The insane "Stop" and the band's cover of Devo's "Freedom of Choice" give an energy boost to the center of the album.
What kept the album from earning a 5th star was the incomplete concept that tried to unify the songs. Intertwined within the full-length tracks were bits and pieces that were trying to make a statement but never quite did. "worship" is a backwards scream, echoed several times over with a bass playing backwards in the background. "the sleep" is the strangest track on the entire album - in between the hard-grinding "Flesh and Bone" and the spiraling "180 degrees," the sleep is a minute and a half piano-and-cello melody, very slow, the type of thing you would play when trying to get an infant to settle down. The album finishes very nicely, however, with "the awakening," a quasi-mystical piece that should be listened to on repeat under the glow of blacklights and highlighters.  From: https://www.amazon.com/Psychotica/dp/B000002MBC

Cold Specks - Bodies At Bay

Since the release of her debut album, I Predict a Graceful Expulsion, in 2012, Cold Specks has wooed audiences with her combination of acoustic soul, gospel and gothic elements that some have noted as “doom soul.” Despite the dreary nature of the musical style, her honest lyrics, emotional vocals and minimal melodies have tapped even the toughest of exteriors - garnering fans wherever this twenty-something artist goes. Now, two years later, she is back with a collection of songs, Neuroplasticity, that carry the elements of her previous LP but also are chock full of layered sounds that are so luscious they float into your ears and coat your soul.
Re-enlisting the production skills of Jim Anderson again, Cold Specks, also known as Al Spx, shows not only her growth, but that she’s more than just your average singer-songwriter. Hailing from Canada, she made sure to stay true to her roots by recording in the country, even though the actual songwriting took place in the English countryside - away from the hustle and bustle of her London home. “I was in the studio for six months making the record. I spent my time writing it in a cottage in Somerset,” she tells me. “The entire record was recorded in Montreal in this studio called Hotel2Tango and a studio called Revolution Recordings in Toronto. That’s pretty much all I was doing - making this record.”
She continues, “I became frustrated with the sparseness of the first record. I made a conscious decision to alter that for the second record with a lot more expansive sounds sonically, but melodically it’s still pretty dark.”
Although some artists can worry about how they are perceived by the quick-to-judge public, Spx seems to go with what works for her. And one thing does work is her willingness to embrace the darkness that oozes out of her songs, which she explains with a laugh, “I have no idea where the darkness comes from.” But she isn’t all doom and gloom. Despite the fact that she is a woman of few words, she does reveal that her songs have given many the impression that she isn’t a happy or carefree person. “I think people think I’m gloomy,” she says, “but I can be trippy when I want to be.”
If there’s one way Spx has showcased her “trippiness,” it is through the first single off the album, “Absisto”. The gothic track is one that can easily be described as hauntingly beautiful with a mystical video to go along with it. “‘Absisto’ was the first song I started writing, and the last song I finished,” she explains. “It was a nervous breakdown in the middle of the song. It was when I finally felt the album was nearing completion. And the video was based on a dream by Ian Pons Jewell, the video’s director. Directors tend to put me in occult situations, and I just tend to roll with it.”
“Absisto” may have stemmed out of a nervous breakdown, but her more recent single, “Body at Bay” is about coping with the consequences of becoming an up and coming artist. And with numerous nominations for her debut album - including a nod for the 2012 Polaris Music Prize and a win for Female Artist of the Year at the SiriusXM Indies Awards in 2013 - the spotlight was shining brightly on this artist. And while some could deal with all the newfound fame, she felt otherwise. “‘Body at Bay” is constructed out of many things,” she states. “I think it’s about my frustrations of Cold Specks and doing interviews and like everyone wanted a piece of me at first, and I didn’t know how to deal with it.”
This isn’t to say that Cold Specks can’t deal with pressure as a whole. It’s the opposite actually. Many others who have a successful first album do worry heavily about their second one in fears of producing something that would fall into the dreaded “sophomore slump.” However Spx fed off of that to put more of herself into Neuroplasticity. “I don’t think there’s any harm in any pressure,” she explains, “but I didn’t allow that to seep through in any creative process.” While it’s clearly that Spx is the voice of the record, she had the chance to join forces with Michael Gira not only for the Swans latest album, To Be Kind, but also for her own album. Although many young artists have been able to work with well-known musicians in the past, she had the chance to complete one of the items on her musical bucket list.
“My dream collaboration is Michael Gira,” she reveals. “He sang on this record. I think I got my dream collaboration for a good while. It was incredibly exciting and honoured to have his voice. He sings on ‘A Season of Doubt,’ the last song on the record. And we sing on another song called ‘Exit Plan.’”
“A Season of Doubt” is by far the most unique song with regards to this album, as it sounds more like you are sitting in a the dark corner of an old jazz night club instead of the more gothic soul that she has been dishing us throughout the whole album. “I think I just wanted to end with something different,” she says. “The whole record covers a wide range of emotions, and I wanted something to cover that emotion—whatever it is—pretty grim I guess. Ambrose, the trumpet player, came into the studio one day. We had the piano laid down and trumpet down and the vocal down. We did it all in one day. It’s all very much a moment captured. I really love that song.”  From: https://www.thelineofbestfit.com/features/interviews/cold-specks-interview-2014

Lunatic Soul - The Passage

There is nothing else quite like the thrill of entering into the world of Lunatic Soul. Well, it's less of a thrill, and more of a sacred joy, or at least that is how it feels sometimes. Lunatic Soul is back with a new album, called "Through Shaded Woods", and I imagine that it will be remembered as one of the best. The album releases on November 13th through Kscope.
Lunatic Soul is the original solo output for Mariusz Duda of Riverside. I still remember first hearing the LS debut and falling instantly in love with this very different side of his musical expression. Over the years, the project has explored folk, post-prog, electronic, and Gothic ideas, gathering all of these concepts into one mysterious and hazy experience. Indeed, there is a romance and a hidden sentiment in every single album that rouses my love for enigma, spirituality, and gravity. In fact, the lyrics and storyline for this project are so complex and yet so powerfully emotive that I still haven't attempted to write a spotlight for any of them. This project is both painstakingly human as well as blissfully otherworldly, and I cherish that.
With "Through Shaded Woods", Mariusz has returned somewhat to the sound of the first two records. Now, I say "somewhat" because this record doesn't just explore vague folkish ideas, aka Dead Can Dance, but employs that darkness to explore Scandinavian folk music very specifically with all the evocation and wonder that it deserves. Mariusz is a big fan of Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, and so you will hear that mountainous sound throughout the album, but also the green of hushed forests and fantastical creatures. I especially love the moments where Mariusz pays tribute to the Dragon Shouts from Skyrim with utter class and melody.
As usual, no electric guitars are present on this album, though Mariusz does manipulate his trusty bass to sound like distorted electric guitar at a few points. This album is heavy in that regard, though still retaining the spacious, murky whiteness of Lunatic Soul II. Indeed, this album is most at home with itself with tumultuous percussion, raging bass, and unnervingly peaceful atmospheres creating layers of beauty and light, darkness and sadness, faith and courage.
There are two things I need to mention about the music here. First, this might be the best vocal performance of Mariusz's career thus far. He certainly has one of my favorite voices ever, but I just feel something more colorful, more melodic, and more harmonious in his vocals on this album. His voice is truly a beacon of light here, and I have to admit that I've been deeply impressed by his diction and articulation. Most people wouldn't notice that, I know, but there are moments when Mariusz pronounces each and every sound in a word with such effortless precision and clarity that my love for language grows just a little.
Secondly, while this album may rely on thundering percussion, voluptuous bass, and serene keys at times, the real star of the show is Mariusz's acoustic guitar. He weaves folk melodies with such care and fleeting exactitude on almost every song, playing with illustrious skill and festive feeling. Honestly, it makes me want to dance sometimes, which isn't like me. Not since witnessing Steve Hackett's 12-string guitar skills live have I been so mesmerized by acoustic playing.
Lyrically, "Through Shaded Woods" is absolutely wonderful. I honestly haven't figured out Mariusz's map of where each album fits in his timeline, but I can still make out the general feelings here. This album seems to mention the afterlife ferryman's warning in "The Final Truth" from the debut. This warning was that the protagonist had to make a choice: to keep or lose his memories of life. If he chose to keep them, his loved ones would forget him. If he chose to lose his memories, he would be remembered forever. This album seems to take place directly after Lunatic Soul II, then, as that album was the protagonist's entrance into the afterlife. "Through Shaded Woods" sees our friend learning to cope with the things he has seen and felt. He is living his afterlife, more or less, and he seems to be reaching out to his lover in his past life. The lyrics are therefore quite sorrowful and introspective, yet I find them to be confident and daring, too. Our friend is beginning to have faith, something that has eluded him in life. He especially seems to have faith that he will see his love again one day, if only he can let go of her for the moment.  From: https://www.progarchives.com/album.asp?id=70342

Rapunzel & Sedayne - Outlaws

 

 

It’s no secret that I am partial to a bit of old time folk music: it’s the sound of many a campfire singalong, a narrative tradition of music that is participatory rather than merely made for an audience to consume. And I love to discover new folk that dwells on old time tunes but with new arrangements, new harmonies and new stories to tell. I fell for Rapunzel and Sedayne as soon as I heard them on Soundcloud, a gorgeous duo clammering away on a variety of exotic instruments to create subtly haunting tunes that sound as relevant and wonderful today as their influences.

Can you tell us a bit about your life up to now? It sounds most intriguing. For example how did you come to fall in love with folk music, and what other things have you done before this album?


Rapunzel: I’ve always loved singing since I was a child – influenced by my dad who is a great harmony singer himself, but not musically trained so he made sure my sister and I got music lessons early on. I started piano at six, but far from being a child prodigy I hated it and really only started understanding music in my late teens when I stopped trying to read it and started listening to what I was playing. There is an annual folk festival in my home town and I remember seeing the likes of Fred Jordan, Jim Eldon, Peter Bellamy and June Tabor who all had an influence on me as I was growing up. In my late teens and twenties I did the singer-songwriter thing with my guitar, but in recent years and by working with Sean I have got back in touch with the old folk songs.


Sedayne: Folk was part of the zeitgeist of my childhood. Everything from Dr. Who and Catweazle to Strawbs, Gentle Giant and the Third Ear Band and a shelf load of books on folksong and folklore most of which are now entirely discredited but still mean a lot to me. It was integral to the landscapes in which I grew up – ballads and legends and bagpipes – all of which informed my own approach and most crucially in the areas I explore with Rachel. We’ve done a number of projects over the years from experimental music with Martin Archer to neo-folk tracks on various compilation albums such as Infernal Proteus and three volumes of John Barleycorn Reborn. We’ve just done a song on the subject of Werewolves for a project in Sweden – it is an exquisite facsimile of a 19th century study of Werewolves in Swedish folklore with a disk of specially composed songs. Think Porcupine meets Being Human…

Sedayne, I understand that you are a specialist in ancient and traditional instruments, and on this album you play kemence, violin, crwth, flute and kaossilator. I don’t know what three of those are, can you tell us more about them and the sounds they make?


Sedayne: At the high end is the kemence from Turkey – also known as the Black Sea Fiddle. It’s small, extremely versatile and ideal for the music we do. At the bottom end is the crwth – a medieval bowed-lyre that was made for me in 1983 by Tim Hobrough (long before the current crwth revival I might add) so it’s a big part of my musical life and thinking. In the middle is the violin – which is an extension of both in a way, though people say I play the violin like a crwth and the crwth like a violin. I was playing crwth and kemence long before I got into the violin, which Rachel insisted upon when she got into the banjo some years ago. The banjo and violin make good bedfellows. The Kaossilator is a looping phrase synthesizer from Korg that replaces the tyranny of the keyboard with a X-Y pad because it’s primarily designed for DJs! it’s also the size of a decent slice of toast. Along with an electric Shruti box, we use it for loops, drones and washes.

You’re a couple – did the music or the romance come first and how does it inform the way that you work? 


Rapunzel:  We were friends for several years before we became a couple. We met at the Durham City Folk Club which at that time was at The Colpitts. It was a golden age for that club in terms of harmony singing and it’s true that Sean and I were communicating through singing together long before we had a conversation. 


Sedayne: Rachel’s musicality had always impressed me and she always did amazing things. It’s odd but the only time we really row together is when we’re working on music. Maybe that’s why we do it? It’s a natural catharsis that always gives rise to something because Rachel is invariably right anyway. We always record live – in real time, no multitracking, which is part of that energy too.

You have quite an old fashioned folk sound. What are your influences and how do you think you differ from those influences or include elements of them?


Rapunzel: Melodically and vocally my influences probably come from the artists I’ve listened to most: Jane Siberry, Judee Sill, Laura Nyro, Tori Amos, David Bowie. But the old songs are lyrically so much more straightforward, telling a story, reporting an event, simple but effective imagery, no hidden meanings, and that is what I love about them. 


Sedayne: The songs are the main influence. I keep saying that we’re not trying to breathe new life into them so much as draw new life from them. It’s a cultural communion as much as it is about doing something in our way, or being deliberately idiosyncratic, though people say we are, but we’re not conscious of that. It’s an old thing as you say, but so is language, baking bread and sex. Most of time we’re listening to pop or classical or early music or jazz or tuning into Tim Westwood but when it comes to doing our own thing it tends towards something pretty archaic to most ears – even folk ears, because we’re less interested in revival conventions than we are more ancient and traditional forms. It’s folk art basically; rugged, earthy and hand-crafted.

How important is the folk scene in Lancashire to your process? And are there any folk clubs or meet ups or festivals that you recommend a visitor should go to?


Rapunzel: Strangely enough I didn’t start performing until I left Lancashire, having neither the confidence nor the encouragement. But settling back home, and particularly singing and playing with the Preston Club has helped to make this album what it is.


Sedayne: The Preston Club is the Holy of Holies for us as far as the local Folk Scene goes. It’s very small though. Not select, just awkward as far as audiences or visitors go. I think of it more of a master-class where we can bask in the genius of musicians like Hugh O’Donnell, Tom Walsh, Neil Brook and Dave Peters although what we do is very different to what they do. We do things at the Fylde Folk Festival either just as ourselves or working on projects with other artists, like Ross Campbell and local song-writer Ron Baxter who has an approach we quite like. We’ve only been in Lancashire for four years though – so I don’t think we identify that much with the local scene which I get the impression hasn’t changed in fifty years, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing just Rachel and I are both essentially nomads with itchy feet. We’ve lived in Worth Abbey, Brancepeth Castle, Durham City, the Deerness Valley, Lytham Saint Annes, Lancaster… I’m amazed and disturbed that you can live in a place for over four years and still be regarded – and resented – as a newcomer. After four years I’m thinking – where next?


How did you choose the old songs that you covered? have they been much loved for years or were they specially sourced for the album?


Rapunzel: The Max Hunter archive – an online resource from Missouri State University – is particularly important. I love the songs of Ollie Gilbert that feature on there. Silver Dagger and Diver Boy are from her singing.


Sedayne: We spend a lot of time browsing old field recordings and archives. I always think it’s best that you let the songs choose you, that way they’re easier to learn, they don’t resist you. A lot of those songs we’ve been singing since we met, like Poor Old Horse which I got off Jim Eldon twenty years ago or more. That’s the thing I really remember Rachel singing on before we talked to each other. Her harmony was the most amazingly different thing in an otherwise normal Folk club chorus, so over the years we’ve kept evolving that feel in terms of how our voices work together. I don’t think anyone can own a song, but you have your own way of doing it which is what a song is – it becomes a vehicle to help you find your own voice, which is what you hear from the old singers anyway – a gladsome diversity of an infinity of approaches. Contrary to a lot of Folk thinking, there’s no right or wrong here, and what happens happens. We also improvise a lot, so things change, and always for the better. I must stress that, because we’re doing songs now that I used to do years ago but they’ve never sounded better than they do now even though to some people the old ones will always be best, which is absurd. New fruit is always best I find…

In Porcupine in October Sycamore there are all sorts of incidental sounds including ducks and a dog barking to the beat – what informed your choice to include these kind of sounds?


Rapunzel: What sounds like a dog is more likely a goose. The version with wildfowl is on the Soundcloud rather than the album version.


Sedayne: The field recordings are of diverse wild-fowl from Blackpool Zoo – where the Porcupines live who inspired us to make that song, which is an old-fashioned sounding song about the sorts of non-native elements we embrace as our cultural whole. I was born a multi-cultural UK – I’m a product of that, and I cherish it very dearly. In the local Folk Scene you routinely hear songs in which it is lamented that that the local fish & chip shop is now a Chinese takeaway. I despair at times, I really do. The best thing someone said about Porcupine was that they thought it was a Rudyard Kipling poem set to music by Peter Bellamy. Maybe they were confusing Porcupines with Armadillos?  

 

In real life you are known as Rachel McCarron and Sean Breadin. Where do your pseudonyms Rapunzel and Sedayne come from?


Sedayne: Rapunzel got her name from a song she sang when we first met. No one knew her name at the time and in the song she sings Call Me Rapunzel, so we did, and the name stuck, even with people who knew her anyway. Sedayne comes from Brian Sedane which is a very old anagram of my given name. I don’t know how or when it acquired the Y or at which point I lost the Brian. There’s no mystical thing here, it’s just random. The best anagram of Sean Breadin is Insane Beard.


Rapunzel: I think Rapunzel was the second song I wrote, when I was 19. Still sing it occasionally.


Sedayne: You can hear Rapunzel on Rachel’s myspace page, along with Sarah Sometimes, another song about naming. People always call Rachel ‘Sarah’; it’s one of these weird things that’s happened all her life, so she wrote a song about her imaginary alter-ego. You can also hear my folk:funk remix ‘Sarah Sometimes’ which reveals some of our other sensitivities. Someone even called her Sarah on the phone the other day! Maybe we’ll do Rapunzel on the next album as people have expressed bafflement over the name, or think it’s in some way contrived (in Folk? Heaven forefend!) but Rapunzel & Sedayne is what we call ourselves because that’s what people call us anyway, and no-one could pronounce Venereum Arvum, which is the name we use for our darker projects, without making it sound like a social disease. We did our last album Pentacle of Pips of Venereum Arvum (download it on bandcamp) and are releasing Fire and Hemlock as Venereum Arvum (on vinyl) in the new year. The name means Field of Pleasure – an erotic metaphor from Sir Richard Burton‘s translations of The Sportive Epigrams of Priapus from ancient Rome.

Your music is described as ‘haunting’ and I’ve certainly had it on repeat since I first received it. How do you hope that it will be enjoyed and what do you hope its effect might be on people?


Sedayne: The songs are haunting in themselves and the music we make comes from the songs. Some people see that as being weird and esoteric but we’re really just a husband and wife Folk ‘n’ Fun duo even though we like the spookier Gothic side of things which is there in spades in the old ballads and songs of ceremony. We love MR James and Diana Wynne Jones and Phil Rickman and HP Lovecraft but it’s essential to keep things in perspective regarding what they actually are, or what their actual function might be. People hearing us doing The Gower Wassail (for example) might think it’s a very occult or pagan song, but when you go to the source (the great Phil Tanner – check him out!) you’ll find it’s nothing of the sort. These things run pretty deep though and people relate to them on all sorts of levels, which is fine by us.


Will you be touring this album at all and what next in general for Rapunzel and Sedayne?


Rapunzel: We’re always finding and developing new old songs, and some new new ones, so we’re already trying to reduce the longlist for the next album.


Sedayne: We’ve been featuring a lot of those songs in our repertoire for a while now – as Rachel says we’re always evolving new songs and revisiting old ones, so our shows are always a mix of whatever it is we’re up to at any given time. We’ve got some gigs coming up in November & December which will feature a mix of things from the Barley Temple album as well certain inevitable Seasonal Material you’ll find on the Soundcloud site nearer the time. We’re playing at the Kit & Cutter club in London on 3rd December, the Kirkby Fleetham Folk Club on the 19th of November, and The Chase Folk Club in Staffordshire on the 2nd of December.  We’re also doing a session for Radio Shropshire on 23rd of October for Genevieve Tudor‘s folk programme. We have this thing of Singing the Calendar Round, but I like the fact that Songs from the Barley Temple has been called ‘The ideal October album‘ (by Stewart Lee in the Sunday Times no less) because one thing about the old songs is that they bring you home in a way – home to the hearth, the orchard, as the days get shorter and year darkens. These things are no longer literal – they’re part of a mythic idyll and that’s a very ancient which we still feel today, even if I do find notions of the viscera of pagan sacrificial victims living on in Christmas Tree decorations a little far-fetched, it still gives you a notion of continuity and of home, and belonging, which (getting back to the previous question) is maybe something we like to share with our audiences and listeners, but I bet (and hope) no one feels it in exactly the same way.

From: https://ameliasmagazine.com/music/an-interview-with-rapunzel-and-sedayne-on-the-release-of-new-album-songs-from-the-barley-temple/2011/10/05/

 

 

Lighthouse - Take It Slow (Out In The Country)

Recognized as one of the best performing acts of their time, Lighthouse toured 300 days a year including sold out performances at Carnegie Hall, the Fillmore East, Fillmore West, Expo ‘70 in Japan and the Isle of Wight Festival in England. Lighthouse caused such a stir at the Isle of Wight, that thy were the only act asked to perform twice among acts that included The Doors, Miles Davis, Joni Mitchell, The Who and Chicago. Back home, their free concerts at Toronto’s Nathan Philips Square attracted one hundred thousand people.  Indeed, it’s hard to find a person who lived in Canada through the 1970s who didn’t see the group live. They were Canada’s band.
The emergence of Cancon (Canadian  content regulations) influenced by Skip Prokop and Paul Hoffert’s historic appearances before Parliament, allowed the music of Canadians to be heard across the country. Riding the wave, Lighthouse originated the cross-Canada rock tour, playing every major and minor venue across the country. Devoted audiences from province to province took pride in seeing one of their own make it to the top. But let’s start at the beginning…
In the early sixties, drummer Skip Prokop, was a fixture of the Toronto Yorkville Village scene, with his band The Paupers.  Managed initially by Bernie Finkelstein, they soon attracted the attention of super-manager Albert Grossman  (Bob Dylan, Janis Joplin, The Band, Gordon Lightfoot) who landed them a lucrative recording deal that resulted in a top-10 hit in 1966. Skip left the band in ‘68 and became a renowned studio musician, recording with Janis Joplin, Carlos Santana, Peter, Paul & Mary, Mike Bloomfield and Ian & Sylvia among many others.
He was performing his last gig with the Paupers when he ran into Paul Hoffert, a hot young Canadian musician who was in New York working on his off-Broadway musical 'Get Thee to Canterbury'. Paul Hoffert was already an accomplished film composer, arranger and performer who had released his first jazz album at the age of sixteen. On the side, he helped develop one of the first synthesizers at the National Research Council while finishing his degree in Maths, Physics and Chemistry at the University of Toronto.
The next day, by remarkable coincidence, they were seated together on their flight back to Toronto. Skip told him about his idea of putting together a new rock band that combined a jazz quartet, string quartet and rock rhythm section. Intrigued, Paul replied, "If you're going to do it, and you're going to do it in Toronto, call me". And the rest is history.
Skip immediately recruited another musician, guitarist Ralph Cole, whose playing chops he'd admired while passing through Detroit with The Paupers. He convinced Ralph to quit his band, Thyme, pack up all his belongings and leave Kalamazoo, Michigan for Toronto. Ralph arrived  eager to play some dates. But Prokop hadn’t told him that the band was not yet assembled, that songs had not been written, and that there was no money available until the first gig. Ralph had to move in with Skip’s parents for several months before he could afford his own place.
As the weeks went by, the concept began to take shape. They assembled a group drawn from friends, studio musicians and Toronto Symphony Orchestra members - the long hairs met the longhairs - to record a six song demo.  Lush strings, jazzy horn lines and four-part vocal harmonies added to wailing guitar, funky B3 organ and a liberal dose of psychedelia made up the early Lighthouse sound.  The result was unlike anything anyone had ever heard before - a combination of driving rock rhythms, exciting jazz improvisational solos, and soaring orchestral arrangements. Hardly your average three-minute pop tune. 
On the advice of friend, folk legend Richie Havens, they took the demo to MGM Records in New York City.Twenty minutes later they had a record deal and a thirty thousand dollar advance. Two days later they had a manager – Vinnie Fusco from Albert Grossman’s office. Now all they had to do was put together a performing band. Lighthouse made its live debut at Toronto’s Rock Pile on May 14, 1969, introduced by none other than Duke Ellington who succinctly stated, "I'm beginning to see the Light…house." Their second gig  was at Carnegie Hall. Not a bad beginning!
Their Manager, Vinnie Fusco, brought them to New York to record their first album at the fabled Electric Ladyland Studios. They were in the middle of one of their sessions when Fusco cheerily popped in to announce that he had just signed the band to a hot deal with RCA records for hundreds of thousands of dollars. This was a bit of a shock to Skip and Paul who had already signed with MGM. Fusco didn’t break a sweat as he brokered a backroom deal between the two companies. This was the sixties after all: shit happened!
The next year was magical as they continued to expand their horizons. They played with the Toronto, Montreal, Edmonton and Philadelphia Symphonies as well as the Cincinnati Philharmonic. Based on this experience, Ralph Cole recommended the Edmonton Symphony to Procol Harum’s Gary Brooker who was interested in a similar project. The resulting recording led to the biggest selling album of that British band’s career (Procol Harum Live with the Edmonton Symphony Orchestra). Another milestone of this period was the creation of Ballet High, the world's first rock ballet, a collaboration between Lighthouse and the Royal Winnipeg Ballet. It debuted at Ottawa’s National Arts Centre in July of 1970, then swept the nation with standing-room-only performances across Canada.
Lighthouse was riding high, performing to packed houses that greeted them with open-mouthed delight. The only thing they lacked was a hit single. These were the days before album rock and there was little room on the AM radio dial for eight-minute songs featuring violin and trombone solos. Despite the growing legion of fans and sold-out concerts, their first three albums had mediocre sales. They were at a crossroads and about to lose their recording contract with RCA.
Enter Bob McBride. His distinctive voice was the catalyst the band needed to enter its next phase. Jimmy Ienner, fresh from his success with Eric Carmen’s hits, signed on as producer, honing the band’s new commercial sound. Prokop took over the majority of the songwriting chores, simplifying the sound and making the songs more radio friendly. The result was the number one album and single, One Fine Morning.  From: http://www.lighthouserockson.com/history.html

Betty Moorer - It's My Thing

Singer originally from Birmingham, AL who rose to popularity while based in Milwaukee, WI and Chicago, IL. In 1957, she helped found the R&B vocal group, Betty Moorer and the Esquires--later shortened to The Esquires following Betty's departure.  From: https://www.discogs.com/artist/277273-Betty-Moorer

Jeavestone - Human Games

Jeavestone from Finland have made their fourth album, over five years since the previous one, 1+1=OK. The core line-up has come down to a quartet after the departure of the flautist Angelina Galactique (this band uses fancy pseudonyms) who however appears as one of the many guests here. The band's distinctive style has remained the same: it is eclectic and sometimes quite edgy approaching heavy elements, very extrovert and in a way happy, full of rock'n'roll spirit, which sharply separates it from those Finnish prog bands who favour influences from the 70's Finnish prog/jazz-rock (and perhaps also melancholic feelings if they feature any vocals). Discordia is perhaps the closest domestic comparison to Jeavestone; concerning also the vocal harmonies, their Eclectic Prog is easier to compare to modern American and Swedish prog bands from Spock's Beard to Beardfish or even Moon Safari.
The brief opener 'Another' is a piano-centred little song with those mentioned vocal harmonies. 'Repiphany' is one of the album's highlights. For the first 50 seconds one might think of vintage pop/rock such as The Kinks (Jim Goldworth's voice is slightly similar to Ray Davies') and then, a sudden in-your-face burst of adrenalin, and what you have is a gorgeously rolling prog rocker with a dose of Beach Boys. The slightly heavier title track is equally full of energy, and the guesting violin & viola give it a Kansas flavour while also the powerful vocals remind me of Steve Walsh.
'Aurora Borealis Man' is at first plain reggae music, which is an amusing change of direction, but the short rap section in the middle is less welcome (I personally hate rap music...). On the next song there's again a hint of the late 60's pop (Beatles, Kinks), the arriving vocal harmonies are like early Yes, but I dislike the aggressively sung chorus. There's also a tight electric guitar solo near the end. I associated the robot-like vocals in the beginning of 'Mean Words' to Yes' 90125 album ('Leave It' for example). Towards the end of the album Jeavestone's energetic "prog'n'roll" gets slightly tiresome to me and I begin to wish more sincere melodicism and calmness to balance the whole. 'Nuclear Superstar' is also among the best tracks. The last percussion-heavy track has a totally unnecessary tail repeating the pattern for two minutes.
All in all, the album's sound could have more of the opener's keyboard oriented brightness instead of being very guitar oriented. The songs are averagely better than on 1+1=OK. It's funny how many associations I got especially from the vocals: Kinks, Beach Boys, Kansas, Yes, plus Todd Rundgren and Ray Wilson (Genesis: Calling All Stations). Human Games won't let down anyone already liking this band, and it's worth recommending to listeners of modern Eclectic Prog with a rock'n'roll atmosphere and vocal harmonies.  From: https://www.progarchives.com/album.asp?id=51162

Al Andaluz Project - Nawba Raml Maya, Ritmo Btayhi

In the Al Andaluz Project, the three cultures that defined the Middle Ages - Muslim, Jewish and Christian - come together, symbolised by the origins of the singers Mara Aranda (Spain), Iman Kandoussi (Morocco) and Sigrid Hausen (Germany). The cultural tension between these three religions has lost none of its explosiveness and fascination to this day.
The Al Andaluz Project is an extraordinary project that uses musical brilliance at the highest technical level to realise the vision of the peaceful coexistence of the three dominant cultures of our time. The Al Andaluz Project came about when the Munich group Estampie met the Spanish and Moroccan musicians from Aman Aman and L'Ham de Foc, who gave a concert in Munich in November 2005. Just one year after this encounter, the cross-border formation presented its contemporary, lively interpretations of traditional Jewish-Sephardic, Arabic and Christian music at the Landshut Court Music Days.
The ensemble has played numerous tours through Germany, Austria and Spain and has performed at international festivals in Belgium, Holland, England and Poland. In 2012, the Al Andaluz Project was honoured with the most important German folk prize, the "Global Ruth", at the renowned Dance & Folk Festival in Rudolstadt.  From: https://www.al-andaluz-project.de/al-andaluz-project-engl.html

Silly Wizard - Live Center Stage 1988

 Silly Wizard - Live Center Stage 1988 - Part 1

 Silly Wizard - Live Center Stage 1988 - Part 2

 

When friends, acquaintances or even perfect strangers ask my advice on starting a Celtic CD collection, there is invariably one album I will recommend buying first: Silly Wizard's Live Wizardry. A decade since its release and nearly a decade since I first heard it, Live Wizardry remains on the pinnacle of traditional Celtic releases. Originally issued as two live albums, Live in America and Golden, Golden, in 1985, Live Wizardry was released by Green Linnet Records in 1988 as a compilation of the two. The musicians, the tunes and the energy combine to make it an album which should hold a favored place in every music collection. The album features the sonorous tenor vocals of Andy M. Stewart, the blistering fiddle work of Johnny Cunningham and the amazing Phil Cunningham on accordion, whistles, mandola and keyboards. With Gordon Jones on guitar and bodhran and Martin Hadden on bass and guitar rounding out the band, it's about as good a set as you're ever going to find. Add to that the energy of a live performance in front of an enthusiastic audience in Cambridge, Mass., and you have an album which cannot be beat. Silly Wizard, from Scotland, put out several excellent albums during their all-too-brief tenure together, but none has this kind of staying power... likely because any good Celtic band feeds on the excitement of a live performance and grows stronger because of it.
On it, you'll find a host of instant classics, tunes which today are Celtic folk standards but got their start right here on the Sanders Theatre stage. How often have you heard a lusty rendition of "Ramblin' Rover" at a packed pub or Renaissance faire? It's a Silly Wizard original. So, too, is "The Queen of Argyll," still one of the best songs of unrequited, but still cheerful, love. Prefer your love requited? Another of Stewart's songs, "Golden, Golden," is a soothing, flowing anthem to romance.
Mix these and other originals with a solid core of traditionals arranged by these musical Wizards and you'll have an album worth playing 'til the laser burns through the disc and you have to buy another one. (I'm pretty sure that's what happened to my first copy.) Traditional tunes include the lively and silly "The Parish of Dunkeld," the melancholy "The Banks of the Lee," the martial "Donald McGillavry" and the sizzling set led off by "The Humors of Tulla" and "Toss the Feathers."
Stewart fronts the band with strong vocals, at times soulful and at times bursting with humor. Behind him, the band mixes up skillful harmonies and arrangements which accent, but never overshadow, the songs. Then turn the band loose on an instrumental number like "Scarce o' Tatties," "The Curlew," "Saint Anne's Reel" or "Jean's Reel" -- all cunningly blended into some very lively sets -- and step back and be amazed. The Cunningham brothers in particular put out some dazzling sounds, especially in "The Humors of Tulla" set, that must be heard to be believed. Can you tell I'm a fan? I won't deny it. If you haven't heard this one yet, if you don't own this one yet, get on the phone to Green Linnet tomorrow. You won't be sorry.  From: https://www.rambles.net/silly_wizard_live.html

 

XTC - Grass

Late one morning in 1986, Todd Rundgren awoke at the Sunset Marquis hotel in West Hollywood to ominous news: A space shuttle had disintegrated in the stratosphere, killing the entire crew on live TV. The same morning, he received a message from the British wing of Virgin Records, concerning a wily pop band from rural England. In the label’s view, XTC were in dire need of a no-nonsense producer, arranger, and authority figure, preferably all in one—somebody with an American touch and a hint of the madcap and... well, how did his schedule look? Rundgren’s appointment secured the savvy pairing of two brilliant and doomed minds. Between the anglophile producer and songsmith Andy Partridge were a thousand common interests and one great chasm that would subsume egos and tear up the studio floorboards. The rift did not concern taste or etiquette so much as—how else to put it—vibe: In one corner, the shaggy-haired, acid-frazzled Philadelphian whose passive-aggression belies a loose, honky-tonk approach to life; in the other, a three-piece reputed for 1) turning down their record label’s cocaine and 2) crafting technically brilliant pop. It was a match made in some 5-star hotel-lobby hell, and the calamity of it all enriches every second of Skylarking.
Rundgren was optimistic about working with XTC. A few years earlier, he had caught the Swindon group in their element, twisting from off-brand punk toward whip-smart new wave. Soon after, in 1982, Partridge suddenly quit touring, suffering from valium withdrawal and on-stage panic attacks. He announced XTC would join the ranks of Steely Dan and late-phase Beatles as a studio outfit—a commercial disaster, to nobody’s surprise. Singles flopped, fans lost faith, and before the year was up, the group shrank to a trio when drummer Terry Chambers stormed out for good during a rehearsal.
But by 1985, Partridge, at least, believed XTC were in the form of their lives. Though recent LPs Mummer and The Big Express lacked a hit to follow 1982’s “Senses Working Overtime,” the frontman’s studio indulgence (and bossiness) finally had free rein, even as the band entered free-fall. A parachute opened when the Dukes of Stratosphear, their cartoonish side project, released a period-psychedelia EP that briskly outsold the previous XTC record.
Virgin hoped an American producer would collar the firebrand and hammer the new album into the transatlantic mold of U2 and Simple Minds—a notion that, like almost everything involving the label, Partridge found laughable. Consider the demos: Back-garden symphonies like “Summer’s Cauldron” and “Season Cycle,” among his ripest compositions to date. Fellow songwriter Colin Moulding, inspired by his move to the ancient Celtic settlement of Marlborough Downs, was clomping down the same path, composing pastorals like “Grass” and “The Meeting Place” from sampled lathes and thrums of pagan folk. If anything, Partridge reasoned, the album would be their most English ever. Caught between a quixotic artiste and a label tapping its watch, Rundgren was diplomatic. Who was he, a producer extraordinaire whose second home was a spacecraft-style recording bunker, to mock a studio fiend like Partridge? Hatching a plan, he accepted Virgin’s $150,000 fee and quickly discarded dozens of the band’s demos, assembling a tracklist around a concept of his own. The song cycle would plot a lifetime over the course of a day: daybreak in “Summer’s Cauldron,” then a suite of infatuation, heartbreak, marriage, temptation, and existential reckoning that concludes—on “Dying” and “Sacrificial Bonfire”—in the dead of night.
All this was news to the band. To Partridge, it was virtually treasonous. The 32-year-old was still on the mend from a 14-year addiction to valium prescribed for erratic school behavior, and had landed in an enlightenment phase, philosophizing over nature and “questioning things deeper: God, existence—the chewier questions,” he later said. The transformation in his lyrics was undeniable; and his voice, once a rabid yelp, had softened into serene hysteria, like a rescue puppy outgrowing its trauma. Despite their media portrayal as backwater bumpkins, XTC were brewing a new identity—something a star producer would surely dilute. Partridge’s bandmates felt differently. Guitarist Dave Gregory, a Rundgren superfan, was thrilled, and the docile Moulding—by now immune to Partridge’s arm-twisting—sided with Virgin, reasoning they all had mouths to feed. If only to humor them, Partridge held his nose and acquiesced.
At his Utopia studio in the Catskills, Rundgren insisted on recording the songs in order, so sessions commenced with “Summer’s Cauldron.” His fingerprints are instantly visible: Skylarking opens in the nervous charge of dawn amid dog barks and crickets. As Rundgren’s melodica smears sunlight across the horizon, Partridge swans in from the wings and belts out a Broadway-sized croon, duetting with the lazy arc of a Moulding bassline. Just as the song builds to fever pitch, the producer plays his ace, scooping you out of “Summer’s Cauldron” with the summer’s-breeze strings of “Grass,” Moulding’s ode to al-fresco romance. A dreamy riff plays off his West Country burr, fizzles and dies like something unsaid.
Beneath Skylarking’s twin sunrise, optimism was dimming. It’s hard to pinpoint when hell broke loose, but within a few days the studio had descended into extravagant pettiness. Partridge says Rundgren had sarcasm down to “an extremely cruel art,” mocking everything from his lyrics to his trousers; when the singer flubbed a vocal take, he impatiently offered to record him a guide track. Partridge, in turn, deemed Rundgren’s keyboard skills “incredibly primitive,” nicknaming him Old Banana Fingers. Whenever the producer hulked toward the studio, weary and long-faced, the band had taken to jamming the “Munsters” theme tune. One flustered night, Partridge gathered his bandmates. “I’m thinking of knocking the album on the head,” he confessed. “It’s like having two Hitlers in the same bunker.” As war raged, the sessions remained a spring of wonder. Moulding, a psych-pop reformist, came into his own with songs like “The Meeting Place,” reflecting Swindon’s rituals and industry in gorgeous stained glass. Partridge specialized in the melodic trapdoor, establishing awkward patterns and flooding your serotonin receptors at unexpected moments. The lyrics are just chewy enough to distract from each incoming sugar rush, creating endless replay value. (“Who’s pushing the pedals on the season cycle?” he quips wonderfully in “Season Cycle.”) Themes and images trespass between songs, from the vaudevillian pomp of “Ballet for a Rainy Day” into the melodramatic “1000 Umbrellas,” whose Dave Gregory string arrangement makes heartbreak seem an ancient, noble fate.
In all this, Skylarking expresses a comic, cosmic apprehension of the natural world—not the banal site of ready-made tranquility but the arena of psychedelia, godliness, and permanence. Partridge and Moulding grew up on the border between urban and rural Swindon, ever ready to abandon the cinema of smalltown life, hop a fence, and explore a fantasyland of wildlife. Their formative years account for two XTC archetypes: the put-upon breadwinner and the serene observer of nature. That contrast—as much as Partridge and Moulding’s divergence—is a crux of the band’s character.
Part of the tension with Rundgren was that his pastoral concept snubbed Partridge’s trademark social commentaries. Though his politics were fuzzy, the songwriter took pride in penning morality plays that skewered Middle England’s delusions of grandeur, sending up the bootlicking class that was then rallied behind Margaret Thatcher. Before parlaying that skill into songs like the anti-fascist operetta “No Thugs in Our House,” young Partridge had been famed for caricaturing schoolteachers, and it was this hobby that established creativity as his lifeline: initially to distract bullies, then simply to show off, drumming up attention he lacked at home. Though Partridge’s father played in a Navy skiffle band, his periods of absence and violence afforded little investment in his son’s artistic pursuits; his mother, whose mental health struggles led to electro-shock therapy, dished out verbal abuse and often sent Partridge to stay with other families, giving him “no sense of permanence about anything,” he explained in the book Complicated Game. Music and satire were pillars of Partridge’s identity that Rundgren would threaten to demolish.
The songwriter’s roots in social antagonism deepened in his teens, which he spent pottering between oddball bands in a tasseled suede jacket, observing Swindon’s social and cultural trends from afar. XTC missed the 1976 punk rush because he had a job as a window dresser in a Victorian emporium. While the band had contemporaries in Elvis Costello and Robyn Hitchcock, the late-’70s new wave stopped short of welcoming Leonard Bernstein nostalgists. Assembling the Skylarking tracklist, Rundgren had shot down all but one addition to the band’s catalog of smalltown vignettes. To his credit, it may be their very best. Grounded by a snare that sounds airlifted in from a quarry, “Earn Enough for Us” spins a power-pop yarn pitting love against the material restrictions of poverty: “So you’re saying that we’re gonna be three/Now, a father’s what I’ll be,” Partridge sings between snakes-and-ladders hooks. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m so proud, but the belt’s already tight/I’ll get another job at night...”
Despite rankling Partridge, Skylarking’s departure from sociology frees space for wildcards like “That’s Really Super, Supergirl,” a reject that Rundgren rescued, sped up, and made garish. His funhouse keys and a helter-skelter bassline lean into the lyrics’ comics-nerd pathos, Partridge sarcastically commending a girlfriend who presumes to ditch him for his own good. On tape, it came out as a burbling blast of Disneyfied pop. Partridge was horrified. “Could you play it a bit tighter?” he yelled, exasperated, as Rundgren perched behind the keyboard. “That was good enough!” the producer replied.
Rundgren was gallivanting about like a ludicrous child savant—one moment darkly inscrutable, the next digging out cobwebbed keyboards and swaggering into the light. While Partridge fumed, Moulding and Gregory wrestled with their own frustrations. A month into recording, relocating to San Francisco for overdubs failed to heal rifts cleaved between the trio years earlier. During bass sessions for “Earn Enough for Us,” Moulding briefly quit the band, collateral damage in a Rundgren-Partridge power struggle that was now crescendoing. At one point, says the producer, Partridge fantasized aloud about plunging an axe into his head.
Occasional stabs at communication worked miracles. Rundgren’s ability to brandish spectacular arrangements from his back pocket freed the band to reinvent songs on the spot. On a whim, he flipped a dirge called “The Man Who Sailed Around His Soul” into something fancy and louche; the recorded version saunters like a Scott Walker Bond theme. Partridge was justifiably wary of Rundgren’s exhibitionism, but in the wonderland of Skylarking, where Moulding’s bucolic songs are right at home, it is Partridge’s—bedecked in half-drunk keys and Vegas suave—that astonish.
For a while, Partridge feared the completed album was ruined. He lambasted “Herr Rundgren” in the press and, as usual, fought bitterly with the label—but this time, with roles reversed, it was Virgin selling him on his music’s merit. As Skylarking awaited its fate, he and Moulding sulked in his Swindon loft and, on a giant board spread across the floor, set about re-enacting the great battles of 18th Century Europe.
Lead single “Grass” bombed in the UK, and the album stalled at No. 90—a death sentence even by their commercial standards, albeit grim vindication for Partridge. But in America, a one-time single contender demoted to a B-side was making hay. On college radio, “Dear God” had sparked a moral panic: its narrator, griping with an absent god, appalled Bible Belt Christians and prompted a bomb threat to a Florida radio station. Everyone else seemed to love it. In a sheepish U-turn, the band’s American label, Geffen, smuggled the track onto the U.S. release of Skylarking. Over six months, the album outsold XTC’s entire prior catalog three times over. For all “Dear God”’s histrionic conviction, Partridge remains skeptical of his biggest hit, a pedantic screed that itches with a trite, secular holiness of its own. As a college-rock time capsule, it’s delightful; as for its moral import, Partridge was spitballing more soulful takes with interviewers. “If you can create Heaven for yourself without creating Hell for somebody else, fine,” he told the fanzine Limelight. “Try and create Heaven for somebody else as well, but don’t create Hell for anyone, ’cos that’s less than animal.”
Partridge had finally earned the cachet to pursue a better contract with Virgin. But negotiations faltered and, after two more albums, the band went on strike, eventually winning the right to release elsewhere in 1997. Partridge never lost his air of thwarted ambition, drifting into the future for which he seemed destined: tinkering away in his home studio, mostly free of expectations and interlopers. (That includes Moulding, who stepped back from XTC in 2006, effectively ending the group.) Among his arsenal of guitars, Partridge now keeps company with a legion of toy soldiers, battle-prepped and awaiting its master’s command. In Skylarking’s immanent grace, you sense the perverse chemistry of warmongers relishing a battlefield bloodbath. A sweet photo from the sessions catches their repressed innocence: Gregory, Rundgren, and Partridge in fleeting unity, mouths agape, serenely piping out vowel sounds. Here you have Skylarking’s ideal form: three adult boys accidentally in their thirties, pooling harmonies for Partridge to plunge into, like something beautiful shot from the sky.  From: https://pitchfork.com/reviews/albums/xtc-skylarking/

La Chica - Be Able

Things That Matter to... La Chica

Uniting Paris Belleville and Merida, Sophie Fustec was born in Paris to a French father and Venezuelan mother. Between visits to Merida, Sophie studied violin and then piano, for 13 years in the conservatory and then sound engineering at ESRA (France). In 2010, Sophie became a founding member of the all-female band 3SOMESISTERS before embarking on her solo project, La Chica, in 2013. Her music is the result from a melting-pot of musical influences ranging from Indie Pop, US Hip-Hop and America Latina (from La Fania All Stars or Juana Molina) to The Beatles and classical music (Debussy). Her first album ‘Cambio’ was released on 2019, and now she releases 'La Loba' dedicated to her late brother. Through these songs, she expresses a new learning of life in the absence of a loved one.

My earliest memory is switching the side of a vinyl and listening to the music with gigantic headphones.

I grew up between Paris, France and Merida, Venezuela in the 80s. We were 5: my parents, my sister, my brother and I. Loads of laughing and love. I listened to a lot of music, all the time. I roller skated and used to speak with the trees.

My mother gave me fire. My father gave me zen.

In life, everything happens when it's meant to happen. Françoise Azema, my piano teacher for 13 years told me that on the phone. Just before she died. She was my mentor.

The hardest thing I’ve ever had to overcome is the death of my brother Pablo.  
The album that most inspired me as a teenager was Rage against the Machine. It woke up in me the urge to fight the system and how powerful music is when it comes to ideas and ideology. And of course the unique playing of Tom Morello!

I wanna live in 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami. That book where fantastic meets humour in a reality so close to perfection thanks to the characters

People are strange, and will always be strange. I loved the movie Arizona Dream by Emir Kusturica. So surreal, So funny, so human. It taught me tolerance because there is no normality. “Weird” people are more interesting.

All the people I met have shaped me. I swallowed all their stories and I grew up understanding many ways of seeing life. There are so many different centres.

I miss playing live. it always takes me to another dimension, as if I was in an alternate state of consciousness. It feels so good.

I Burned 2020. We made a sculpture of the old year with wood and we burned it.

Kindness is an undervalued virtue. Unfaithfulness is an overrated vice. It's in human nature, loyalty is more important.

I love M.I.A. She's a woman, in the music industry, saying out loud truths and denouncing the system through art. I admire her.

I’m inspired by Octopi. They fill me with love. Beautiful and smart creatures. If everyone would watch more octopus videos, the world would be more peaceful.

Everything matters and nothing is important.

A piece of advice I’d give my younger self. Trust yourself, everything is gonna be ok.

My favourite word is La plage, means the beach in french.

The motto I aspire to live by... Life is short. Live.

The inner demon I strive to conquer... Laziness. I want to evolve but sometimes I am lazy.

My favourite question... What's your name?

I believe in Art

What gives me hope are Activists. All the people you don't see, in the shadow, fighting against discriminations, for the right cause, for the evolution of humanity, who make a change.

From: https://www.latinolife.co.uk/articles/things-matter-tola-chica