Saturday, July 21, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #635
Sat, July 21, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #635.278!
Alice Cooper – Alice Cooper Goes To Hell (Warner Bros.) :: Amateur.
– Mooniture (self released) :: So I’m spinnin’ the first song and suddenly thinking that, no, the
absolute last thing I wanna do is say that Anna is the new Nico ’cause she seems to be way too normal to be
saddled with that kind of calamitous tag. But every time I hear the viola sonorously slither up beside her, I get
flummoxed into thinking that I’m listening to some kinda vintage John Cale creation before remembering that, no, Anna
seems to be way too normal to be saddled with that kind of calamitous tag. And then I’m spinnin’ the
second song which starts: “The inside of my head sounds like a choir of trumpets ever since the accident” and
suddenly I’m thinking that, yes, Anna is the new Nico ’cause she’s way too abnormal to be saddled
with anything less than that kind of calamitous tag.
AC/DC – Highway To Hell (Atlantic)
Desmond Grundy – Oddly Enough (self released) :: So I’m spinnin’ the
first song and suddenly thinking that, no, the absolute last thing I wanna do is say that Desmond is the new Lou
Reed ’cause he seems to be way too normal to be saddled with that kind of calamitous tag. But every time I
hear the gnarly destorto guitar grinding up behind him, I get flummoxed into thinking that I’m listening to some kinda
vintage Velvet Underground gradation. And suddenly I’m thinking, yes, that’s cool because nobody sounds
like Unca Lou anymore—not even the old reprobate himself ’cause he’s way too normal these days
to be saddled with that kind of calamitous tag.
– You Must Be Certain Of The Devil (Mute) :: Amateur.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Notar
– Devil’s Playground (Tyrannosaurus) :: When it comes to writing and rapping, Notar can go toe to toe
with the best of ’em and then best the rest of ’em. What immediately elevates this admirable effort above and
beyond all other recent rap records is the sheer ambitious scope of the studio production coupled with an accompaniment of
eclectic instrumentation that effortlessly oscillates from track to track between hot snatches of Prince-style synthesizer;
deep scratches of melodramatic Queen choir backing vocals; and wet splashes of Zeppelinesque guitar and strings.
But what really
anchors the proceedings with a rock-solid foundation are the songs, which range in rage from the sulfuric subject
matter of the cautionary title track to the social satire of the anthemic “Alcoholic” to the so-goofy-it’s-great
musical history lesson “Perseverance” which dares to narratively name-check a whole gaggle of groups from the
Yardbirds and Velvets to Boston and Rush. Now that’s what I call being a professional. Bonus points for having
a name that, backwards, reminds me of a 1976 comedy album title.
Bill Cosby – Bill Cosby
Is Not Himself These Days Rat Own Rat Own Rat Own (Capitol) :: Riiight!
Be seeing you!
Saturday, July 14, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #634
Sat, July 14, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #634.276!
Alyssa Reid – The Game (Wax) :: “I didn’t see that
coming” says a stock-sampled voice at the end of the first track, and it sure knows whereof it speaks because this one
starts out with a plaintive solo piano paean in the sensitive style of Tori Amos only to shift into a brief church choir vamp
that hints at a potential future as an art rock practitioner. Then everything belly-flops into a generic mung of breathy squeaky-voiced
girl power angst-ridden ballads and mandatory guest star macho raps, all of which come straight outta Xerox Studios complete
with embarrassing cringe-inducing lyrics like this one: “I feel like Spider-Man, you got me flyin’ offa the wall.”
Calling Doc Ock!
Ramones – “Spider-Man” (Sire) :: Julie Taymor should’ve hired these
guys instead. So what if they’re all dead? They’d still do a better job.
– Phantoms (Modern Outsider) :: And so would these guys ’cause they crank out a power pop pulse
that has absolutely everything you want to hear as the summer winds down and the winter winds up—and that includes a
surfeit of jing-jangly guitars; chirpy-chick vocals; and skin-slammin’ beats to keep your ten toes aligned and tappin’
in time. Even better, they’re not adverse to shifting gears and submerging into an echoing ethereal environment of evocative
emotion. You know, kinda like a midnight meeting of the minds between Portishead and Sandii & The Sunsetz.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: The Doobie Brothers – Live At The Greek Theatre: 1982 (Eagle) :: Brothers and
sisters, I’m ashamed to admit it now but, back in the day, I had no time for these guys—which only goes to show
what kind of a snooty stuck-up snob I was. Maybe if they’d called themselves the Coke Brothers instead, I might’ve
been interested. And you can bet your bottom dollar that an old Glam Rock adherent like myself would’ve been there in
a Jobriath heartbeat had they gone the blown tranny route and called themselves the Smack Sisters. Heck, even an inner city
moniker like the Crack Cousins could’ve caught my attention but, c’mon, the Doobie Brothers? Oh, pshaw;
it is to laugh.
Well, better late if ever I always say—and that’s why I’m man enough to ’fess
up and admit that I was as wrong as wrong can be when I lifted my leg on these guys ’cause this is one of the hottest
and downright funkiest live albums I’ve ever had the pleasure of playing. Shucks, even the smooth-as-silk make
out ballads have enough pudenda-pounding potential to make you wanna conduct your own baton-brandishing bedspring
symphony, if you catch my drift. But whatever you do, don’t make the same mistake that I did. Go out
and buy this raucous rip-roarin’ record now, while there’s still time to save your musical soul.
I guess I should’ve
listened to Frampton Comes Alive and Saturday Night Fever when they came out, too, huh?
Be seeing you!
Saturday, July 7, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #633
Sat, July 7, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #633.275!
Jim Morrison music by The Doors – An American Prayer
(Elektra) :: Morrison Hotel may be the apex of his Doors career but, if you ignore the superfluous bonus tracks and
stick with the original vinyl incarnation, this is Jimbo’s finest solo moment, however posthumous. His surviving
band mates did him good by crafting an album that’s so restrained it sneaks up on you every time you think
you’ve got it memorized. It’s just too bad that the singer himself never got to hear it becaus—oh, that’s
right, I almost forget: Jim is alive, man!
Bad Company – Live At Wembley (Eagle) :: I
saw them in the ’70s on their first North American tour as the opening act for someone—maybe it was Screaming
Lord Sutch—and they were so good that I walked out before the headliners even hit the stage—possibly
it was the Masked Marauders—and went straight to my friendly neighborhood record store; shelled out $2.99 to buy a copy
of their debut album; headed home; slapped it on the old Victrola; and was shocked by how dead ass dull it was compared
to their dynamic live show. Well, this new offering is the butane barn-burner I expected to hear that night,
from Paul Rogers’ hyper-studly “Can’t Get Enough” to Mick Ralph’s Hoople-standard “Ready
For Love” and beyond. Wait, I remember, it was Cat Mother and the All Night Newsboys!
– Live: The World’s On Fire (The End) :: The only band that matters never sounded as bludgeoningly brutal
as they do on this audio-video twofer. When the singer sagely says: “I hear thunder but there’s no rain! This
kind of thunder breaks walls and window panes!” he ain’t talkin’ about unbridled nature, he’s talkin’
about an unnatural aural assault propelled by a bowel-buffeting bass that’s so severe it makes the bottom end
on “Instant Karma” sound like a crumpled ball of tin foil by comparison. Despite ostensibly being a tour souvenir
album inevitably infused with a surfeit of songs from Invaders Must Die, all the global game changers are accounted
for, including the iconic “Firestarter” and the heroic “Smack My Bitch Up.” The real Prodigy
experience, however, is on the second disc’s full-length video, which readily redefines what a live performance oughtta
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: James Lee Stanley and Cliff Eberhardt – All Wood And Doors (MVD
Audio) :: Already they’re calling this one a CSN version of the Doors, but that’s just lazy shorthand by so-called
“music journalists” who never heard of the Kingston Trio. C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon now;
trust me, Babe: can’t you see that I am not afraid to say that this tastefully acoustic guitar session is nothing
less than a bluesy stripped-down symposium that showcases how truly timeless their greatest hits really are? Bonus points
for being accompanied by erstwhile Doors members Robbie Krieger and John Densmore; plus previous Monkee Peter Tork.
Hey hey, they’re the Doorkees!
Stronger than dirt!
Saturday, June 30, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #632
Sat, June 30, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #632.274!
See Green – Ultramarine (self released) :: When she’s not
busy waxing philosophical on “Are You Happy” like some kinda latter-day female George Harrison (“Are you
losin’ focus when you need to find it? ’Cause your tape is rolling and you can’t rewind it!”), multi-instrumentalist
Courtney Green is busy waxing rhetorical on three additional dreamy synth-soaked throwback tracks like some kinda latter-day
female Todd Rundgren in his Something/Anything? pure pop heyday. And although Courtney’s chirpy cooing can
cajole your cajones, don’t make the mistake of confusing her whimsy for weakness ’cause she can also
kick like a government mule. Go ahead, ignore her.
Friend Slash Lover – As American As Ones And Zeros
(self released) :: The sonic scent of early arch-histrionic Bowie fused with the dry wry wit of early angst-ridden Sparks.
Could use more of a dance beat, though.
Truth Panel – Preliminary Hearing (self released)
:: This one gets bonus points awarded right off the top for having a smart band name and an equally brainy album title that
conceptually fits the former. Even better, the band actually lives up to that initial assertion by offering up eleven tracks
that sound like Ian Hunter refereeing a back alley balladeer brawl between Elliott Murphy and Leonard Cohen with the Tragically
Hip serving as special guest enforcer. Points deducted for having an atrociously abysmal album cover and brutally banal band
logo, both of which should’ve been credited to “Medusa” because one look at either of them will turn you
Friend Slash Lover – friendslashlover.remixed (self released) :: Now this
is more like it! Aquarhythms meets Nash The Slash on this senses-expanding four track extended player that’s
one of the best remix records I’ve heard since the League Unlimited Orchestra’s Love And Dancing—and
how long has it been since that little gem came out? Exactly.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: T-Model Ford
and GravelRoad – Taledragger (Alive) :: T-Model Ford is this gravelly voiced gazillion-year-old
bluesman who’s got more hot spunk loaded in the little finger of his left hand than you’ve got in your entire
spuzzy wang dang doodle—and that goes double for alla youse loose wimmens; triple for alla youse tight
ones. Meanwhile, GravelRoad is the three young gun-slingin’ spuds who have the honor of backin’ up T-Model Ford
as he wails righteously on these eight titanic testifyin’ tracks. Believe you me, this is the authentic blooze sound
that Jimmy Page sold his sordid soul to snatch, but never managed to snare. Bonus points for the monochromatic cover photography
by my old confrère Mr. Robert Matheu because, as we all know, you can get T-Model Ford in any color you
like, just as long as it’s black.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, June 23, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #631
Sat, June 23, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #631.273!
White Zombie – Let Sleeping Corpses Lie (Geffen) :: Five discs
containing almost every non-remix track and video released between ’85 and ’95, with the early stuff remaining
as embarrassingly execrable as the later stuff is extraordinarily exciting. Bonus points for including a complete pristine
print of Béla Lugosi’s 1932 namesake movie White Zombie as a hidden video. Points deducted
for not scene-indexing it.
David Bowie & Deep Purple – Tin Machine Head
(RCA) :: Includes the hit single “Highway Stardust.”
Saga – Heads Or Tales
Live (Eagle) :: Because a day without prog rock is like a day without sunshine, you’ll wanna get your tea shades
on for this blinding new offering that fits the prog rock bill with its sure-fire surfeit of squeaky guitars lines; shimmering
synth lines; and soaring vocal lines. That’s a lot of lines to do in one sitting so you’d better start now
because this excellent album’s nothing to sniff at.
SIZZLING LIVE PLATTER OF THE WEEK: ZZ
Top – Live In Germany: 1980 (Eagle) :: Although some like to fine dine uptown next to the Church Of
The Latter Day Top, I’d rather dumpster dive in a seedier section of town for the remnants of a vintage Double Z burger
served slightly raw and scorched around the edges. That’s why I enjoy aurally chowing down on this live long
player a whole heckuva lot more than I do trying to digest their recent “official” release, the slickly smooth
Live In Texas.
Y’see, Texas includes the FDA’s recommended daily dose of megahits that every nubile
nubbin needs to gulp, but only Germany dares to dish out a greasy heapin’ helpin’ of earlier era entertainment,
starting with a main course consisting of such vintage brown paper bag specials as “Fool For Your Stockings” and
“Manic Mechanic.” Then add a side order of Bob Johnson’s “Dust My Broom” and garnish with an
epic paint blistering version of “Le Grange” that slams into both “Sloppy Drunk” and “Bar-B-Q”
before finally careening to a blown-tranny halt.
SIZZLING STUDIO PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Carl Dixon
– Lucky Dog (DD) :: “Lucky” ain’t the word to describe a guy who got seriously smearcased
in a horrific head-on collision only to improbably survive and then ambitiously thrive, but it’s one heckuva good start.
Now some of you may remember Carl from his Coney Hatch days but it’s no hangin’ matter if you don’t ’cause
this inspiring new album cleans Coney’s clock six ways to Sunday.
You can take it from me when I tell ya that Lucky Dog
is a classic rock fan’s delight because it sounds just like it was recorded back in the halcyonic ’70s. Even better,
it ranks right up there in the heartfelt department with such like-minded laid-back long-players as Luther Grosvenor’s
Under Open Skies and Neil Young’s Harvest. Bonus bravery points for having the intestinal fortitude
and spiritual wherewithal to write a soul survivor song titled “Stitches, Sutures & Staples.”
Be seeing you!
Saturday, June 16, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #630
Sat, June 16, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #630.271!
Booker T. & The MGs – McLemore Avenue (Stax) :: Brothers and
sisters, the Stax Remasters series just keeps strollin’ on with one of the more notable reissues being this vital mostly-instrumental
remake/remodel of Abbey Road, which was recorded in 1969 mere months after the Beatles released their iconic album.
One of the things that makes McLemore Avenue so memorably unique is that, rather than ape the album’s actual
17 track running order, the band opted instead to scuttle four songs and reconfigure the remaining 13 into only four tracks,
three of which contain lengthy resequenced medleys. The result is a soulfully smooth stylistic retooling that doesn’t
attempt to imitate so much as it inventively extrapolates and augments—and that goes double for Booker’s remaining
Beatle takes which are included as bonus tracks.
The Beatles – Green Apples (Parlophone) ::
Johnnie Taylor – Taylored In Silk (Stax) :: Meanwhile, this smooth as you know what
masterpiece from Stax’s resident blues wailin’ Soul Philosopher finds him in fine fettle, most notably on the
cautionary up-tempo tale “It’s Cheaper To Keep Her” wherein JT tells every man what he oughtta do if he
didn’t heed Cab Calloway’s earlier era entreaty to beware, brother, beware: “You’re tied up, you better
stay tied up ’cause it’s cheaper to keep her! Son, you’re gonna pay some alimony or do some time!”
– Here, My Dear (Motown) :: Exactly!
Johnnie Taylor – Taylored In Silk (Stax) ::
But that’s nothing compared to the equal opportunity advice JT offers to unfaithful finks everywhere: “If
somebody can steal an airplane out from out of the sky, when you look around, somebody’s done stole your love right
from under your eye! You know what they call that, boy? Hijackin’ love!”
Eric Clapton –
Layla (Polydor) :: Ex...
George Harrison – Bye Bye Love (Dark Horse)
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: The Staple Singers – Be Altitude:
Respect Yourself (Stax) :: Simply put, this is one of the greatest R&B slash Funk slash Pop albums ever waxed for
public posterity, period. It’s also educationally enlightening in that when the Staples sing: “You the kind of
gentleman that want everything your way; take the sheet off your face boy, it’s a brand new day” on the titular
title track they ain’t just whistlin’ in Dixie. Nor are they kidding any less when they wax poetic on the musically
minimal but no less persuasive “I’ll Take You There”—and those are just the two tracks that you already
know about, what with them being global hit singles and all.
In the meantime, which is definitely a groovy time, wrapped around
those two stellar standouts are eight additional awe-inspiring essays that effortlessly unite into one giant groove-laden
feel-good celebration of faith and fidelity. Which is why, if you only buy one reissue album this year, you really oughtta
ensure that it’s this one because your heart and soul will thank you for it later—in spades.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, June 9, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #629
Sat, June 9, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #629.270!
Pear – Extemp’ore (PearStudio) :: I’ll play it and
tell you what it is later.
Bob Hilliard – Stop, You’re Killing Me (Warner Bros.) ::
When roses and chocolates aren’t enough, remember that the greatest romantic lyric ever penned comes courtesy of this
1952 Damon Runyon gangster musical starring Broderick “10-4” Crawford: “While you’re fascinatin’
me, you’re assassinatin’ me.”
Nazareth – Big Dogz (Eagle) :: Ignore the abominable
album cover that looks as if it had been designed way back in 1975 by Helen Keller on a Altair 8800 ’cause what’s
inside is the heir of the dog that first tore a chunk outta your hide way back in, well, 1975. Once again spearheaded by the
gritty scotch garglin’ vocals of Dan McCafferty, this is your basic meat and potatoes platter that doesn’t waste
any time with frilly filigree garnishes on the side that no one needs. Bonus points for writing the exemplary “When
Jesus Comes To Save The World Again” which is arguably one of the most superlative sanctified songs since ZZ Top’s
“Jesus Just Left Chicago” was put in perpetual heavy rotation on Heaven’s Hit Parade.
– No. 1 In Heaven (Elektra) :: Written, of course, by the mightiest hand.
– Under The Blade: Special Edition (Armoury) :: Is this deluxe reissue of the Sister’s 1982 debut an
album of Alice Cooper metal or a disc of David Bowie glam? Only their scaredresser knows for sure, so the boys keep swinging
both ways in search of a breakthrough teen anthem. Until then, the music plays second fiddle to the visuals, which is why
the accompanying album-length DVD is essential viewing for frizzy hair and filed teeth aficionados everywhere!
– Extemp’ore (PearStudio) :: Okay, having played it, I can tell you that this one opens with an admirable
Miles tribute called “Dewey Davis” that contains spoken word advice from the man with the horn while the band
provides an apropos sonic canvas over which Miles can rasp. After that, there follows a series of one-take tracks which run
the stylistic gamut from Enoesque ambient jazz (“The Frenchman”) to extended ethereal jam sessions (“Session
15”) to progressive percussive paeans (“Von Schkinny”). But what really holds the whole thing together
conceptually is the sheer ambitious scope of its sonic eclecticism which effectively ensures that each track has its own individual
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Lori Cullen – That Certain Chartreuse (self released) :: This certain chanteuse
is back with a new album of classy jazzy covers that’s chock-a-block a-brimmin’ with reams of poise ’n’
perfection. The music is sparse in an elegant early evening ‘getting to know you’ way that isn’t afraid
to occasionally apply a leisurely late night ‘let’s get more than friendly’ technique. Meanwhile, Lori’s
voice is a multi-tracked delight that effortlessly flits from Samantha Sang (“Emotion”) and Gordon Lightfoot (“Rainy
Day People”) to Peggy Lee (“Baubles, Bangles, And Beads”) and, strangely believe it, King Crimson (“Matte
Be seeing you!
Saturday, June 2, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #628
Sat, June 2, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #628.269!
The Sweetness – What’s It Like to Be A Sprinkler, I Wonder?
(self released) :: Wherein a spate of mesmerizing double-tracked she-vocals slink against a spooky setting of sparse folksy
blues. Don’t let the band name fool you because, as the album title intimates in its own wonky way, this is one record
that goes beyond being merely idiosyncratic into a darker vein that dares to redefine the very essence of irrational ire that’s
Rory Gallagher – Notes From San Francisco (Eagle Rock) :: It’s
a safe bet that nobody ever went to a Rory Gallagher concert to hear him sing and the brakeless speed-wheelin’ live
side of this hoarse-larynxed twofer is ample proof of that. But the real rockin’ revelation can be found on
first disc’s unveiling of a previously unreleased studio album that The Roar waxed way back in 1977 and then was forced
to shelve after he was unable to properly mix the master tapes; you know, like he was defeated dealing with Raw Power
or something. Luckily, some modern whizz kid’s managed to get his vacuum tubes in a row and finally finish the job,
with the result being that this is one instant classic rock record that’s more than worth waiting three and a half decades
for! And speaking of classic rock concoctions...
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Who Cares – “Out
Of My Mind” b/w “Holy Water” (Armoury) :: At first I thought this was some kinda new Who
single, but no such luck. Then I thought that mebbe it was some kinda Who tribute single that covered two songs I’d
never heard before, but nuh-uh. Then I finally realized that I was beholding that rarest of beasts; a stubborn survivor from
the last of a dying breed long thought extinct: a supergroup.
That’s right, what we got here is a titanic team-up
of such legendary luminaries as Ian Gillian, Tony Iommi, Jon Lord, and Jason Newsted. Now given that stellar starting line-up,
it’s pretty much a given that this ain’t no run of the mill retro regurgitation. In fact, it sounds about as good
as you’d expect it to—but the thing that really makes this classic rock reunion worth your while is Gillian’s
vocals, both of which are a certifiable hoot and a half.
On “Out Of My Mind” he does a fair to middling ululating David Bowie
impersonation all the way through the song, except on the bridge when he opts to adopt an Ozzy Osbourne voice instead. But
that’s nothing compared to the uncanny channeling of Ian Anderson that Gillian does on “Holy Water.”
Indeed, were someone to pull a Juke Box Jury and tell you that what you were listening to was a previously unreleased Jethro
Tull track, you’d be hard pressed to say nay. So go out and get it now—and make sure you stick around for the
bonus videos and documentaries after you’ve stopped chortling.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, May 26, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #627
Sat, May 26, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #627.267!
Brainkiller – The Infiltration (Rare Noise) :: I got this one
because the title reminded me of that old Andrew Dice Clay movie Brainsmasher—you know, the one directed by
Albert “The Hawaiian” Pyun with a soundtrack featuring the Forbidden Pigs and Madelynn von Ritz—so I figured
I was in for some kinda hellacious hellspew of sound that’d send me staggering into the middle of next week. Instead,
I got this unexpected session of destorto jazzbo noir noodling that fuses trumpet and keys into a suitably squirrely
hypothetical score for the second Mike Hammer movie that writer Mickey Spillane, regrettably, never got to star in.
– The Girl Hunters (Colorama) :: And as we all know, Mickey Spillane is Mike Hammer. Happy 100th birthday,
– The Shadows And The Cracks (Thorniac) :: Y’gotta love a woman who’s got the temerity to start
off an album by audaciously rhyming “Greece” with “philosophies” as Andrea does on “O Brother.”
The only problem being that, as equally adept as the rest of the album is, it never quite kinetically lives up to that initial
harp-wailin’ opening track. Granted, that’s probably more my problem than it is hers; however it’s obvious
that Andrea’s able to rock out any time she likes yet inexplicably deigns to say nay—and that’s problematical.
– “Save Our Souls” (NRG Artists) :: Classic guitar-wailin’ power rock with a emblematic chorus
that veers a little too close into generic angst rock territory for my liking. Still, it’s anthemic enough to make the
grade as a Class A fist-pumpin’ BIC-flickin’ concert staple.
The Postelles – The Postelles
(+1) :: Pleasing power pop with an anchoring dash of de islands, mon—and that’s just the first track. Delve deeper
and you’ll find a eleven more witnesses who’re willing to testify to the wittiness these Postelles’ deliver
CINEMATIC PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Daniel Jamison’s Danjam Orchestra – Sudden Appearance
(OA2) :: From Clint Eastwood’s Sudden Impact to JCVD’s Sudden Death, it’s long been a
proven scientific fact that anything with the word “Sudden” in its title is bound to be a bona fide hit—and
this album is guaranteed to be no exception to that beholdin’ rule even though this ain’t no moving picture by
a long shot. But it is a soundtrack of sorts in that your brain will be conjuring up an endless array of
cinematic images nonetheless, thanks to the evocative assortment of selections that saxman Danjam’s swingin’ jazz
band essays. From the frantic ten minute rain-soaked noir bop of “Alone Together” to the hepper than
hip twelve minute title track to the sensitive and sensuously smooth take given the Charlie Chaplin standard “Smile”
this is one album that’ll be in heavy rotation on your turntable for weeks. Bonus points for admitting in your liner
notes that you had the good taste to be inspired by Rob McConnell’s legendary Boss Brass—because that’s
what this excellent album is in a word: Boss.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, May 19, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #626
Sat, May 19, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #626.266!
The Von Ehrics – Two Foot Stomp (Lucky Buck) :: From Von Iva and
Von Dutch to Von Bodé and Von Halen, it’s a well-known historical fact that the greatest rock ’n’
roll bands in the world have always had a much-coveted “Von” in their names—and these here Von
Ehrics ain’t no exception to the grindhouse gruel ’cause their Texas-tough brand of guitar-driven block-brawlin’
beats is cast iron certain to keep you on the edge of your teetering bar seat until you find yourself tipped over and suckin’
sawdust. Points deducted for not getting Von Wood to give ’em some neck.
Rory Block – Shake
’Em On Down: A Tribute To Mississippi Fred McDowell (Stony Plain) :: Speaking of serious necking, you don’t
want to miss this new album by one of the world’s premier country blues practitioners. As you might expect from someone
who’s been fingering frets since the early ’60s and has over 25 albums to her credit, Rory does Fred justice but,
even better, she’s written her own excellent odes to the man—which is only fitting considering that she actually
met Fred, just like she met Son House who she likewise lionized on an earlier album. Best of all, this living historian
of the genre gets it done just by using her signature Martin and her signifying voice.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF
THE WEEK: Bootsy Collins – The Funk Capitol Of The World (Mascot) :: I’ll always consider bassman
Bootsy’s riotously inventive and utterly unorthodox synth-soaked funxperimental album Ultra Wave to be his
ace masterpiece, but there’s no denying that this new educational encapsulation of what’s been going on in the
hierarchy of hip is the first fresh fusion funk bomb of the decade. And although guest star appearances on an album are usually
a sure-fire death-knell declaration of aesthetic bankruptcy, who could possibly argue with the delirious dream team
that Casper’s assembled; an all star selection so sonically stellar that even a partial accounting deserves to have
a paragraph all its own:
Bobby Womack! George Clinton! Jimi Hendrix! Chuck D! Ice Cube! Snoop Dogg! Sheila E! Catfish Collins!
Buckethead! Béla Fleck! plus over a dozen more, including the unlikely likes of Samuel L. Jackson (!)
telling hometown tales on “After These Messages” and rapmeister Reverend Al Sharpton (!!) who—don’t
laugh—actually delivers the goods six ways from Sunday on the GFOS accolade “JB-Still The Man.”
From the mortarboard dissertation
“Hip Hop @ Funk U” that lives up to its name to the rock machination “Minds Under Construction” that
picks up where Bootzilla’s collaboration with Jeff Beck on “The House Of The Blue Danube” left off, this
one’s got it all—and there’s only one thing you can say about the soulful make out music that ends
the album, the likes of which haven’t been heard since the sensuously smooth sound cracks waxed by the lubricous love
firm of Hayes & White Incorporated:
A-well-a-ruh, that’s alright!
Be seeing you!
Saturday, May 12, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #625
Sat, May 12, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #625.265!
The Rolling Stones – Stones In The Park (Grenada) :: This vintage
television documentary on the Stones’ free Hyde Park concert of July 1969 shoulda been called Their Stupidic Altamont
Dress Rehearsal instead ’cause the band cooked up a Grade-A recipe for disaster: Schedule a free afternoon rock
concert; garnish with a gargantuan crowd of stoned hippies; and liberally spice with security provided by everybody’s
favorite law-abiding enforcers, the Hells Angels. Then repeat five months later in America and slowly simmer all day until
the whole lot suddenly boils over in the middle of the night and scalds everyone. Serves a quarter million.
So when the tough guy
singer—funkily festooned in a frock no less—bellows out “ALLLLLLL RIGHT!” only to have
the entire audience actually obey him and shut up, he clearly gains enough crowd control confidence to think that he
can later likewise quell an irate Altamont audience...at two in the morning...while remaining blissfully oblivious to the
fact that US Angels aren’t twee like their UK counterparts. Serves him right.
Dado Moroni – Live
In Beverly Hills (Resonance) :: Classic—in the truest sense of the word—jazz as played by a trio of hip hyper-proficient
proponents. But what elevates this offering above the ordinary is the accompanying disc that visually documents the audio
only disc. Hearing them is one thing, but actually seeing pianist Moroni, bassist Marco Panascia and traps master Pete Erskine
interact on stage is another enlightening thing altogether.
John Entwistle – Smash Your Head
Against The Wall (Decca) :: From its ‘alkie artiste wearin’ a transparent death mask whilst staring through
a lung cancer x-ray’ cover photo; to its affably inviting album title; to its ‘mortality meets the devil’
subject matter, this is the most downright cheerful downer album ever recorded. Aided and abetted by fellow Who inmate
Keith Moon; Humble Pie’s Jerry Shirley; Ruttle Neil Innes; and Dave “Cyrano” Langston—who I still
think is Pete “The Beak” Townshend—this is one of the mellowest hard rock albums ever interred in wax.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Christine Jensen Jazz Orchestra Featuring Ingrid Jensen – Treelines (Justin Time)
:: At first listen I was gonna tag this one as a smooth distillation of Miles’ early excursions with Gil Evans, only
to see in the liner notes that bandleader Jensen actually name checks Evans as being “an early influence and one of
the coolest sound shapers in music history.” Which should clue you in as to what these eight exceptional tracks sound
like, the big difference being that there’s an implicit aura of majesty present in these recordings that I don’t
always hear in some of those early Davis recordings; doubtless an inevitable result of the virtuoso playing by saxophonist
Christine and trumpeter Ingrid, both of whom have done their jazz homework well and are equally adept at aesthetically applying
what they’ve learned in a classic way that few are capable of attaining these days.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, May 5, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #624
Sat, May 5, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #624.264!
Duff McKagan’s Loaded – The Taking (Armoury) :: Y’gotta
love a legendary substance abuser who’s got the temerity to have a band name like that and an album that contains
song titles like “Cocaine” and “Follow Me To Hell” while staying true to his archetypal classic rock
roots. Granted, it may not be nearly as much of a high-octane hoot to listen to as either Steve Stevens’ Atomic
Playboys or Vince Neil’s Exposed still are, but considering that both of those albums were recorded decades
ago in a much kindler and gentler world, it only makes sense that Duff’s soberific new underTaking would more
accurately reflect what’s going on today.
Cycle Sluts From Hell – “Speed Queen”
(Epic) :: Best hard rock song about a washing machine ever.
SIZZLING CONCEPT OF THE WEEK: Various Complainers
– Complaints Choir (Smog Veil) :: I’ll be the first to admit that I shoulda reviewed this one many moons
ago—but you’d be late too if you hadda listen to three compact discs and watch a full-length DVD movie, which
is exactly what this jam-packed package contains. Conceptually, it’s the greatest naïve audiophonic idea since
the dawn and demise of the late lamented Portsmouth Sinfonia. Musically, it’s a travelling recorded road show that goes
from continent to continent and captures the citizens of city after city as they record vast litanies of, you guessed it,
everyday complaints, all put to music.
Amongst the stellar selections are those performed by the rhyming Memphis Complaints
Choir (“I don’t think I like your tone, please put your boss on the phone!”); the philosophical Singapore
Complaints Choir (“What’s not expressly permitted is prohibited!”); and the predictably merciless New York
Complaints Choir (“Babies! There’s a place for them! It’s called Nebraska!”). With dozens of cities
represented, you can rest assured that there’s a gripe here for everyone, including you. And if you don’t like
it, you can form your own Complaints Choir!
Sparks – “Complaints” (Island)
:: It’s my department.
Portsmouth Sinfonia – The Portsmouth Sinfonia Plays The Popular Classics
(Island) :: Exactly!
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Dawn Richard – A Tell Tale Heart
(mixtape) :: Wherein one of Dirty Money’s dynamic Diddy divas delivers a fifteen track throwdown that’ll throw
you for a loop. We’re talkin’ bravura vocals backed by seamless synth-sweetened block-rockin’ electro-techno-vocoder
beats that sound as cutting edge today as the sonic squibs that the Bomb Squad was detonating back in the ’80s—with
a seductive side order of Malcolm McLaren’s Zulu Nation libations and Prince’s First Avenue antics to go. And
when I say “bravura vocals” I’m not just whistling in Dixie because one listen to Dawn’s astonishing
aural a cappella acrobatics on “Superhero” will leave you literally slack-jawed in awe. Then, by the
time she follows it up with the playful ramp rage calisthenics of “Runway” and the come-hither call of “Vibrate,”
you’ll be recovered and ready to follow her anywhere—assuming, of course, that she’ll let you.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, April 28, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #623
Sat, April 28, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #623.263!
Ralph Peterson’s Unity Project – Outer Reaches (Onyx) ::
Man oh man, does drummer Peterson ever have a treat in store for you! Although ostensibly a tonal homage to the organ and
trumpet mastery of jazz greats Larry Young and Woody Shaw, Outer Reaches transcends the tribute tag by being an album
for the ages that’ll grow on you with each successive spin. Bonus points for ending with the seriously spiritual standard
“We Three Kings” and the seriously spatial “Spectrum” by John McLaughlin.
& Jimi Hendrix – “Young/Hendrix” (Reprise) :: They’re still
arguing whether this track off Nine To The Universe is “proof” that Hendrix would’ve gone jazzbo
had he lived. Who knows, mebbe he woulda recorded a tribute album to Robert Johnson too!
– Me And Mr. Johnson (Warner Bros.) :: Exactly!
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE
WEEK: Ben Waters – Boogie 4 Stu: A Tribute To Ian Stewart (Eagle) :: As you can see, tribute albums
are a dime a dozen these days and most of them only make you wanna ditch the disc you’re playing and listen to the original
artist instead...but not this one! That’s because this tribute to the Rolling Stones’ late lamented
co-founder and ace ivory tickler is not only a more than worthy heartfelt tip o’the hat to the man, it’s an exemplary
exercise in the kind of countrified boogie blues rock that Stu excelled in playing all his life.
You’ve heard Stu if you own
any Rolling Stones album recorded prior to 1985 and you might have actually seen him play if you ever attended a Stones concert
prior to 1982. But if those credentials aren’t heavy enough for ya, lemme hasten to add that he also played
on Led Zeppelin’s archetypal track “Rock And Roll” and was actually name-checked by the band on “Boogie
With Stu,” which explains where this album’s title came from.
Enter keyboardist Waters who used to play with
Stewart and who, charmingly more by accident than design, stumbled up the perfect group of musicians to help him record his
rockin’ requiem: The Rolling Stones. That’s right, for the first time in a decade, you can hear Mick Jagger (vocals
and harp); Keith Richards (guitar and vocals); Ronnie Wood (guitar and vocals); Bill Wyman (bass); and Charlie Watts (drums)
playing together on an album, aided and abetted by the likes of Jools Holland (keyboards and vocals), P.J. Harvey (vocals
and sax); and a dozen and a half other equally excelling musicians—including none other than Ian Stewart himself!
Sauté with a Glyn
Johns mix and garnish with an album cover specially painted for the occasion by legendary artist and designer Peter Blake
and you’ve got an eleven track triumph that’s about as polar opposite from Jamming With Edward! as you
can possibly get. Besides, aren’t you the least bit intrigued as to what a Rolling Stones version of Dylan’s
“Watching The River Flow” sounds like? I thought you might.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, April 21, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #622
Sat, April 21, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #622.262!
Oh Susanna – Soon The Birds (Outside Music) :: Ain’t nothin’
I like to do more on a gloomy day than listen to a large-lunged songstress with the ethereal voice of an angel casually croon
lines like: “Black is the color of your dark, dark soul” and “They’ve come much too late for by rope
I am hanged” and “Your wretched face you cannot scour” and... Hold on, I think the pilot light on my gas
oven is out; lemme go light a match and look.
Diamanda Galás –
“Wild Women With Steak-Knives: The Homicidal Love Song For Solo Scream” (Mute) :: Exactly!
Trouble – Anchor Tattoo (Aisling) :: It’s not often I hear an album that’s an authentic
joy to listen to, but I’ll be gosh darned if this isn’t one of them. Not only is the uplifting music refreshingly
bright and poppy, but Jen Slocumb’s distinctively charming vocals shine through with a bright light of their own that
perfectly compliments the proceedings. Best of all, the insightfully inspiring lyrics won’t let you down when you require
a much-needed lift.
True Widow – As High As The Highest Heavens And From The Center To The Circumference Of
The Hearth (Kemado) :: As if getting the “Longest Album Title Of The Year” award wasn’t enough, True
Widow have managed to build on that impressive accolade by creating the most disconcerting disc of the year to date. The ponderous
melancholy music is a heavier than heavy dirty destorto cross between Leigh Stephen’s Blue Cheer and Jimmy Page’s
Led Zeppelin—impressive, I know—while the echoey female vocals sound like Nico auditioning for Portishead and
the echoey male vocals sound like Lou Reed auditioning for Nirvana—addictive, I know. And when they both duet...
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Gangpol & Mit – The 1000 Softcore Tourist People Club (Ipecac) :: I’ve
got a good mind to join this club and beat myself over the head with it because this is nothing less than the craziest retroactive
synthesizer album you’re likely to hear this year. You’ll turn on to its classic primitive Telex pedigree!
You’ll tune in to its even cooler Casio meets ARP aesthetic! You’ll drop out to its Tull meets
Crimson prog rock passages! Then you’ll awaken to its eerie Walter Carlos lounge lizard Theremin vibe and anxiously
ask yourself that timeless musical question: Well, how did I get here?
Timothy Leary –
You Can Be Anyone This Time Around (Douglas) :: I bet you wish you’d recorded an acid rap album with
Jimi Hendrix, Buddy Miles, Steven Stills, and John Sebastian!
Mark Farner – Grand Funk: Live Album
(Capitol) :: “Hey, I keep getting shocks off this mic, can you switch the ground around? I know it’s a hell of
a rush but I can’t take too many!”
Be seeing you!
Friday, April 20, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS ROCK íNí ROLL PHOTOGRAPHS
Fri, April 20, 2018 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S ROCK ’N’ ROLL PHOTOGRAPHS
While you’re visiting, don’t forget to view the dozens of essential selections from my vast
archive of hundreds of extremely rare and previously unseen rock
’n’ roll photographs from the 1970s and 1980s—all of which were taken by myself from my front row center
seat at various venerable venues; vintage historical portraits which include the following rock stars caught in their youthful
David Bowie (1976 Station To Station tour) :: Lou Reed (1974 Sally Can’t Dance tour)
:: Iggy Pop (1977 The Idiot tour) :: Bob Dylan (1978 Street Legal tour)
:: George Harrison (1974 Dark Horse tour) :: Paul McCartney (1976 Wings Over
America tour) :: Pete Townshend (1976 The Who By Numbers tour) :: Johnny Winter
(1976 Captured Live! tour) :: Jeff Beck (1975 Blow By Blow tour) :: KISS
(1977 Love Gun tour) :: Alice Cooper (1975 Welcome To My Nightmare tour) :: Freddie
Mercury (1977 News Of The World tour) :: Amanda Lear (1975 Sweet Revenge tour)
:: Rod Stewart (1977 Foot Loose & Fancy Free tour) :: Mick Jagger (1975 It’s
Only Rock ’n Roll tour) :: New York Dolls (1975 Tokyo Dolls Live tour) :: Keith
Richards (1975 It’s Only Rock ’n Roll tour) :: Ian Hunter (1989 YUI Orta
tour) :: Elton John (1974 Caribou tour) :: Mick Ronson (1989 YUI Orta
tour) :: Steven Tyler (1977 Draw The Line tour) :: Sparks (1975 Indiscreet
tour) :: James Brown (1986 Gravity tour) :: Miles Davis (1985 You’re
Under Arrest tour) :: Roger Daltrey (1976 The Who By Numbers tour) :: Bruce Springsteen
& Clarence Clemons (1975 Born To Run tour) :: John Entwistle (1976 The
Who By Numbers tour) :: Keith Moon (1976 The Who By Numbers tour) :: The Who
(1976 The Who By Numbers tour) :: and more!
Ask any dealer
and he’ll tell you that the best way to get someone hooked on your product is to give them a free sample, so here’s
just a small taste of what’s coming your way when you click on the eleven gallery links to your left:
Saturday, April 14, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #621
Sat, April 14, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #621.261!
Pushking – The World As We Love It: A Rock And Roll Journey (Armoury)
:: Y’know, I gotta be honest with ya when I tell ya that at first listen I didn’t have the faintest idea what
this was supposed to be until heard between the lines and subsequently sussed out that these here Pushkings are a long-time
Russkie rock band who decided to celebrate their comrade accomplishments by getting a buncha bona fide rock stars to help
them re-record their songs—which wouldn’t be no big deal except for the fact that they actually did manage
to recruit an all-star roster that includes the likes of Alice Cooper, Paul Stanley, Billy Gibbons, Glenn Hughes, Steve Vai,
Steve Stevens, and Dan McCafferty, amongst others. The end result sounds like nothing less than some kinda inadvertent over-wrought
progressive rock album the likes of which puts lesser wheezes to shame.
Zodiac Mindwarp And The Love Reaction
– Tattooed Beat Messiah (Mercury) :: These days he’s probably known only for co-writing Alice Cooper’s
“Feed My Frankenstein” on Alice Cooper’s 1991 album Hey Stoopid, but this long player from three
years earlier shows you in part why Zodiac Mindwarp got that gig. Imagine if you will—if you can—a seriously
unhinged hybrid between the booze-bathed shamanism of Jim Morrison; the hook-laden pop of Marc Bolan; the sex-obsessed lyrics
of Ted Nugent; the guitar-powered rock of Van Halen; plus the sleaze-sodden style of Lemmy Kilmister, and you might
have an idea of what Tattooed Beat Messiah sounds like. If not, then perhaps song titles like “Skull Spark
Joker” and “Spasm Gang” and “Holy Gasoline” will do the trick ’cause Zodiac makes Zombie
sound like Zsa Zsa.
Stratovarius – Elysium (Armoury) :: Hey, you can trust me when I tell you that nothing
says prog rock better this year than the eighteen minute title track that concludes this aurally adventurous album from Finland.
From archetypal soaring vocals to prototypical dexterous guitars and synths, this one’s got pretty much everything that
you’d want to hear, y’hear?
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Obscura – Omnivium
(Relapse) :: This album is your absolute worst nightmare come true—and I mean that in nicest possible way. The ominous
Giger’s Alien meets Lovecraft’s Cthulhu front cover and attached booklet just reek of high production values,
from the multiple foldouts to the enameled spot printing on every page. In fact, it’s such a much welcomed dose of visual
relief in this day and age of aesthetic bankruptcy that artist and designer Orion Landau deserves to win a slew of awards
for his work, which looks like nothing less than Roger Dean on a very bad trip. As for the music, it’s a technically
adept blend of growling progressive death metal speed thrash that takes the Metallica template best exemplified on Master
Of Puppets and then exponentially ups the ante by injecting itself into a radically hyper-proficient realm that’s
actually sonically intimidating.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, April 7, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #620
Sat, April 7, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #620.260!
David Lynch – Twin Peaks: The Definitive Gold Box Edition (CBS)
:: Achievement is its own reward; pride obscures it.
Tony Castles – No Service (Famous Class) ::
Like Jethro Tull and Englebert Humperdinck before them, this Tony Castles ain’t just the name of a real guy, it’s
also the name of an honest to Abe band—and on this five tracker they wax dreamy ethereal tunes that’ll go down
good whilst watching dreamy ethereal Lynchian creations backwards on mute.
Angelo Badalamenti – Soundtrack
From Twin Peaks (Warner Bros.) :: Exactly!
A Skylit Drive – Identity On Fire (Fearless)
:: What promisingly starts out like Pete Townshend playing piano for Queen rapidly dissolves into the usual generic tattooed
teen angst anthems, replete with the customary constipated vocals. Hey kids! More harmony vocals! Less growling! More synthesizers!
Less double time drum beats! Do that and you’ll really have a unique identity that’ll ignite on fire!
– Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me (Warner Bros.) :: Exactly!
Darlings – Warma
(Famous Class) :: An extended player with five pop paeans so powerfully primitive they make Lou Reed’s Velvet Underground
sound like Arturo Toscanini’s NBC Symphony Orchestra—and the fact that they have a guitar player who looks like
Jimmy Page circa ’77 don’t hurt none neither.
David Lynch – Industrial Symphony
No. 1: The Dream Of The Broken Hearted (Warner Home Video) :: Initially available for twenty years only on VHS, this
short 1990 sequel of sorts to Wild At Heart features Nicolas Cage, Laura Dern, and The Man From Another
Place. So why it was summarily drilled and dumped into the 99 cent delete bin mere minutes after it was released I’ll
Go Radio – Lucky Street (Fearless) :: Tramps like these, baby
they were born to record pseudo-Springsteeninsh power popsicles primed to make all the mung dudes pump their puds with hyper-hormonal
haste while all the stung dudettes cream their jeans with pre-pubescent passion.
Julee Cruise – Floating
Into The Night (Warner Bros.) :: Lynch’s languid production produces an eerie ethereal aural apogee of dream pop
where emotions melt and synapses soften.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Norma Jean – Meridional
(Razor & Tie) :: With songs like “Kill More Presidents” and “Deathbed Atheist” you’d be
hard-pressed to guess—even after reading the lyrics which are printed in such teensy tiny type that only an angel dancing
on the head of a pin could read them—that these guys are a Christian metal band but, strangely believe it, it sho ’nuff
seems that they are. Not that it matters a whit, given that this is some of the best metal I’ve met since Pantera gave
up the ghost.
Kyle MacLachlan – Diane... The Twin Peaks Tapes Of Agent Cooper (Simon & Schuster
Audio) :: Available only on cassette and nominated for a best spoken-word performance Grammy Award in 1990? Even the Lynchpin
himself couldn’t dream up something as wonky as that.
Owl’ll be seeing you!
Saturday, March 31, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #619
Sat, March 31, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #619.308!
Bruce Springstone – Greetings From Bedrock Park (Hanna-Barbera)
:: Includes the hit single “Quarry Days.” Rest in peace, Bill.
Jethro Tull – Draculung
(Chrysalis) :: They all laughed when Ian Anderson announced that he was going to write a progressive art rock opera about
a rummy child molesting vampire. Well, they’re not laughing now.
Blue Öyster Cheer – Agents
Of Eruptum (Phillips) :: I wish!
The Who – Who’s On First (Track) :: They
all laughed when Pete Townshend announced that he was going to write a rock opera about Abbott and Costello. Well, they’re
not laughing now.
Aerostones – It’s Only Rock In A Hard Place (Toxic Glimmer) :: They all laughed
when rock’s big-lippers finally united. Well, they’re not laughing now. Includes the hit single “Dude (Looked
Like Lady Jane’s Got A Gun).”
Don Kirshner Presents – The Byrds, The Beatles &
The Monkees (Colgems) :: They all laughed when Mr. Rock Concert reunited three of the world’s greatest bands. Well,
they’re not laughing now.
Led Zeppelin – Led Zeppelin XI: Live At Carnegie Hall
(Atlantic) :: They all laughed when Bun E. Carlos replaced John Bonham on this box set. Well, they’re not laughing now.
– Manzarek, Densmore, Krieger & Jones Ltd. (Camden) :: They all laughed when Davy Jones was hired to replace
Jim Morrison. Well, they’re not laughing now. Includes the hit single “The Doors Into Summer.”
& Brian Eno – My Life In The Bush Of Your Wife (Sire) :: They all laughed when these aging
art fops decided to record music for adulterers. Well, they’re not laughing now.
Black Oak Sabbath
– Paranoid Mutha (Atco) :: I wish!
Styx & Stones – Break My Bones (Plaster
Caster) :: They all laughed when Dennis DeYoung and Mick Jagger waxed some tracks together. Well, they’re not laughing
Jam – 4 Way Stop (Motown) :: They all laughed when Ric Ocasek, Steve Winwood, and Paul Weller created
a new supergroup. Well, they’re not laughing now.
The Clash – Sandradeesta! (Rocket)
:: They all laughed when Elton John re-formed The Only Band That Matters. Well, they’re not laughing now.
& Hugh Cornwell – Boston Stranglers (Death Row) :: They’re definitely not laughing
– “Don’t Fall Out Of The Apple Tree” (Fiji Gin) :: It only hurts when he laughs.
Dylan – Fang On Fang (Columbia) :: I wish!
Ted Nugent – The Ted Offensive:
Triple Live Gonzo In Afghanistan (Armed Forces Radio Network) :: You were waiting for that, weren’t you?
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Nirvana – Arrivederci! (Swan Song) :: Recorded in Rome, this final vinyl features
cover versions of: “So Long It’s Been Good To Know Ya,” “Suicide Solution,” “Auf Wiedersehen,”
“Don’t Try Suicide,” “I Feel Like I’m Fixin’ To Die Rag,” “Rock ’n’
Roll Suicide,” and “Lay Down And Die, Goodbye.” Includes the hit single “Dead Man’s Kurt.”
Boulders – Get Yer Yabba Yabbas Out! (Hanna-Barbera) :: Includes the hit single “No Excavations.”
Rest in peace, Joe.
Be fooling you!
Saturday, March 24, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #618
Sat, March 24, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #618.259!
Eisley – The Valley (Equal Vision) :: Wherein this uncanny valley
dares to ask the following musical questions: 1. What if Kurt Cobain had written for The Beatles instead of John Lennon and
Paul McCartney; 2. What if three women sang those songs instead of John, Paul, and George; and 3. What if Prince had produced
them instead of George Martin? The answer is: 4. It’s about as good as you’d like to think that it is.
– Who’s Got Mine? (MVD Audio) :: What can you say about four recidivist reprobates
who have managed to stay sober long enough to spew out a suitably snotty sonic hellspew of a hard rock album that sounds like
an alternate universe booze-based tribute to the bile and tribulations of Bon Scott? You *hic* shed it!
– “Whiskey Man” (Decca) :: Exactly!
Pete Townshend – “However Much
I Booze” (MCA) :: Exactly!
Bob Wills And His Texas Playboys – The Tiffany Transcriptions
(Collectors’ Choice) :: Although he’s not nearly as accomplished a songwriter by any stretch of the imagination,
popular radio and silver screen bandleader Bob Wills was nevertheless, in his own unique way, the Duke Ellington of country
music: a man who managed to transcend and transform the limitations of his genre to become the King Of Western Swing—and
the timeless tunes heard herein cover the apex of his accomplishments during 1946 and 1947. That’s why this exciting
ten disc box set is a rip-roarin’ rotatin’ roundup that only a city slickin’ tenderfoot dude would dare
dismiss. However, just the very fact that these tracks were recorded some 65 years ago begs yet another musical question:
Who gives a flying hoot about Bob Wills today?
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Hot Club Of Cowtown – What Makes Bob Holler: A Tribute
To Bob Wills And His Texas Playboys (Proper) :: They’ve been around for many a moon, but this is the first time
that the Hot Clubbin’ trio of Elana James, Whit Smith, and Jake Erwin have documented their affection for the King Of
Western Swing in such an overt manner—and it’s an accolade that’s well worth the wait because each one of
these fourteen tracks will transport you back to the much simpler days when all manner of swing was king and country swing
in particular ruled the roost.
Even better, I’m pleased to report that almost half of the album is dedicated to covering a number
of classic Willis original compositions that span Bob’s entire career from 1935’s “Maiden’s Prayer”
to 1950’s “Faded Love.” There are also a few song selection surprises along the way, most notably the inclusion
of the Hot Club’s toe tappin’ take on Bob’s very first Vocalion single “Osage Stomp.”
Now if all that doesn’t make you
want to toss your ten gallon hat high up in the air and holler a rip-snortin’ “Aw-haw!” then I plumb reckon
that I don’t rightly know what will.
Saturday, March 17, 2018
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #617
Sat, March 17, 2018 | link
MEDIA BLACKOUT #617.258!
Various Artists – Sin-atra (Armoury) :: Not since fellow inmates
Charles Manson and Phil Spector went into Corcoran State Prison’s recording studio to record Evilis: A Burning Tribute
To The King has there been such a cloven collection of cover versions! These twelve over the top metal permutations of
every Old Screw Eyes classic ranging from “New York, New York” to “Strangers In The Night” are warbled
by twelve over the top metal performers ranging from Twisted Sister’s Dee Snider (“It Was A Very Good Year”)
to Cheap Trick’s Robin Zander (“Fly Me To The Moon”). Take it from me, pallie: this is one platter that’s
sizzling whether you like it or not!
David Lee Roth – “That’s Life”
(Warner Bros.) :: Meanwhile, back in 1986, Diamond Dave was paving the way with this Sinatra single that hit number 85 on
the Billboard Hot 100 chart.
Warm Ghost – Uncut Diamond (Partisan) :: I don’t know which
is the more amazing achievement: that this six track EP dares to merge the synth suaveness of Gary Numan via the mordant melodies
of Trent Reznor and the arch artiness of David Sylvain via the doomed romanticism of Bryan Ferry—or that it all somehow
actually manages to work.
The Jeff Healey Band – Get Me Some (Eagle Records) :: Sure this
one’s over a decade old now but, strangely believe it, it’s still fresh enough to sound like it was recorded five
minutes from now. Prepare to get deliriously giddy with delight as you listen to how Healy effortlessly switches gears from
rock to blues to ballads with equal authoritative aplomb.
Marillion – Live From Cadogan Hall
(Eagle Records) :: If you’re one of those snooty prog rock adherents who always felt that Marillion died when Fish left,
then it’s time to undrape the crêpe and embrace the saving grace that this double disc offers. With a sound quality
that’s past pristine and a song selection that’s practically pluperfect in every way, there’s no reason
why you should wait any longer at the window for your favorite former singer to reappear so douse that candle before you torch
the curtains, kid.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Krissi Moses – Freak! (self released) :: She coos...just
like a woman, yes she does. She chirps...just like a woman, yes she does. And she cajoles...just like a woman. But she breaks
your balustrade into a puddle of oozing mush like a little girl with a sledgehammer in her vengeful mitts because this titanic
tart isn’t a super freak by any stretch of your feeble imagination: she’s a super ultra mega freak who
reeks with enough pouty ’n’ perky vocal punk attitude to slaw your drooling slack-jawed visage a permanent skin
peel while her band cranks out enough primo power pop to make you wanna grab her by the hand; track down a preacher man; and
change her name so that you can be her next willing victim.
Be seeing you!