Saturday, August 13, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #848
Sat, August 13, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #848.587.220!
Broadway Calls – Good Views, Bad News (Side One Dummy) :: You know I’ve had
my share. Well, my woman left home for a brown-eyed man who plays in a generic teenage angst rock band that should’ve
closed out of town on opening night, but I still don’t seem to care.
Lee Harvey Osmond – Quiet Evil (Latent) :: I guess “John
Wilkes Partridge” was already taken, huh?
Manchester Orchestra – Mean Everything To Nothing (Favorite Gentlemen) :: Early prissy
Bowie meets early pensive Reznor backed by early primo Page.
Charles E. Caine – The Mayor Of Hell (Warner Bros.) :: James
Cagney may be the star of this 1933 prison flick, but who can deny that good old Charlie Caine steals the show as Tommy ‘Stupe’
23 Rainy Days
– Wonderful Disaster (Radio Active) :: Their own website describes them as being “Dark Pop Synth Rock”
so who am I to argue that they’re wrong—especially when that happens to be an accurate assessment of this exemplary
slice of arch ’80s anxiety.
SHOMOE OF THE WEEK: Jesse James – Jesse James Is A Dead Man (Spike) :: And speaking of past blasts,
here’s one dead man who used to turn me on with a kinetic fury and oddly incongruous laconic Zen-ness that evoked memories
of Raw Power and A Gift From A Flower To A Garden being played simultaneously at full volume. This linear
ancestor to the pistol-packin’ outlaw may look and sound like David Lynch but the death-defyin’ stunts he pulls
off are still worthy of Evel Knievel in his outta-mah-head prime. It also adds more fuel to the argumentative fire that Spike
once was the greatest heavy metal television network casting broads, but not no more.
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Saturday, August 6, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #847
Sat, August 6, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #847.586.219!
Bart Davenport – Palaces (Antenna Farm) :: Burt Bacharach is more like it and I like
it, like it, yes, I do.
Flirt – Virgin Talk (Kartel) :: What’s to like? How about perky power pop fuelled by fun-filled
female vocals, a wickedly witty sense of humor, an enclosed pamphlet with a suitable-for-autographing poster, and the words
“THANK YOU” in huge type on the flip side.
Holly Golightly & The Brokeoffs – Dirt Don’t Hurt (Transdreamer)
:: Murder-in-the-makin’ songs like “My 45” show why American slothic lives on this banjofied country hoedown
which was recorded with the safety off. BLAM!
Deas Vail – White Lights (Brave New World) :: No! Psychedelic Furs meet Yes! Maybe?
The Wedding Present –
El Rey (Manifesto) :: Heavily tremoloed contemporary ’80s angst rock with a Europatina that says: re-gift.
Rae Spoon – Superior
You Are Inferior (self released) :: A woman singing self-penned songs like “My Heart Is A Piece Of Garbage. Fight
Seagulls! Fight!” and “Come On Forest Fire Burn The Disco Down”? Crazy, man, crazy. Roll over Leonard Cohen
and tell Lewis Furey the news.
Moody Blues – Live At The Isle Of Wight Festival 1970 (Eagle) :: Prog schlock.
SNIVELING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Rhino Bucket –
The Hardest Town (Acetate) :: Gee, you’d think that these callow mugs would be grievously ashamed of slavishly
aping AC/DC so blatantly, right? Well, you’d be wrong. Dead wrong. I guess the name “Vomit Bucket” was already
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Carlos del Junco – Steady Movin’ (Northern Blues) :: The greatest harmonica
player in the world is back with another album that only serves to further cement his already stellar reputation—and
if you think what he does in the studio is jaw-dropping, then you just gotta see him live to get the full gist of his uncanny
ability. Bonus points for writing a clever Canucklehead harp tribute to the GFOS called “Mashed Potatoes Canada”
that loiters with intent on the corner of Good God Boulevard and Hit Me Drive.
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Saturday, July 30, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #846
Sat, July 30, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #846.585.218!
The Black Crowes – Warpaint Live (Eagle Rock) :: I’d never heard these guys
before but after listening to this one, I’m in no hurry to hear them caw again. The first track, “Goodbye Daughters
Of The Revolution,” is a great Exile On Main St. meets the Allman Brothers pastiche, but that’s exactly
why I ended up nodding off halfway through. Whereas Exile served up a surfeit of creative variety, this brash rehash
is nothing but a monotonous one-trick phony that takes fawning sycophantic fanboyism and then shamefully runs it into the
ground—and the fact that they actually stoop to cover “Torn And Frayed” only proves my point. It also makes
me want to play Exile again and forget about this fraud on the run.
Zac Harmon – From The Root (Northern Blues) :: Avid octogenarian
eaters like myself will be able to relate to a smooth snatch-suckin’ song like “The Older Woman” because
it’s mmm-mmm, finger-licking good. And although Zac will no doubt declare that his song ain’t about gettin’
down and rootin’ around in the underground, he’d be wrong because the cumstomer is always right!
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Gary
Lewis & The Playboys – The Complete Liberty Singles (Collectors’ Choice) :: How cool is
Gary Lewis? He’s the son of Jerry Lewis. He looks like Supercar’s Mike Mercury. An unreasonable chunk
of the songs that he cut were co-written with producer Snuff Garrett and arranger Leon “Holy Trinity” Russell.
He recorded a Kellogg’s Corn Flakes song called “Doin’ The Flake” that out-milks the Rolling
Stones’ Kellogg’s Rice Krispies song, “Wake Up In The Morning.” But coolest of all is the
uncanny spot-on impersonation that Gary does of his dad when he savages the grisly ballad “Time Stands Still”
by singing it in a nasally spastic-retardo voice that out-Jers Jer. Two discs? Forty-five tracks? All in mono? La la la, nice
– Jerry Lewis Just Sings (Decca) :: He’s no Gary Lewis, but who is?
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Saturday, July 23, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #845
Sat, July 23, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #845.584.217!
Dennis O’Neil & Curt Swan – DC Comics Classic Library: Superman
— Kryptonite Nevermore (DC Comics) :: In 1971, definitive Supes artist Swan and definitive Green Lantern
writer O’Neil teamed up to clean up a cluttered iconography by finally putting the kibosh on a multicolored crutch called
Kryptonite. It’s an exciting read that features Clark Kent during his TV reporter phase—a gig he definitely didn’t
dig, which only goes to show that even Superman once had a day job that really sucked.
FemBots – Calling Out (Weewerk)
:: If Trent Reznor has formed the Velvet Underground, their first unbalanced album would’ve sounded just like this.
Harvey Kurtzman, Will Elder, Jack
Davis, Al Jaffee, and Arnold Roth – Humbug (Fantagraphics Books) :: After they definitively
defined satire for Bill Gaines’ MAD but before they refined it for Hugh Hefner’s Little Annie Fanny,
unparallel parodists Kurtzman and Elder ran rampant for themselves when they published these 11 exceptional issues of comic
art anarchy. This two-volume hardcover box set has been reproduced from the original art and digitally restored to make everything
look even better than when it first came out in 1957. This long-overdue definitive edition of Humbug is an essential
slice of satire from the masters of the genre.
Mother Mother – O My (Last Gang) :: And if Lou Reed had formed Blondie, their first
unbalanced album would’ve sounded just like this.
Ross Andru and Mike Esposito – Get Lost! (Hermes Press) :: Andru
and Esposito were no Kurtzman and Elder, but they sure gave it their best shot with this short-lived comic book from 1953
that provided some direct competition to MAD—so direct, in fact, that Bill Gaines tried to sue them out of existence.
He lost, but by that time the damage had been done. Now see for yourself what got Gaines’ goat in this gorgeously restored
paperback that collects all three issues.
SATIRICAL PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Stan Freeberg – “St. George And The Dragonet”
(Capitol) :: Three million copies sold in three weeks in 1953? Hoo-hah, that’s one sizzling single!
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Saturday, July 16, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #844
Sat, July 16, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #844.583.216!
Little Stevie Wonder – Tribute To Sister Ray (Blowtown) :: I wish...
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Isaac
Hayes – Juicy Fruit (Disco Freak) (Hot Buttered Stax) :: Hello there, children! After the well-deserved
reaming that I gave the mis-mastered Black Moses last week, I’m pleased to give this guilty pleasure from 1976
a resounding rave reissue review.
I say guilty pleasure? Well, maybe it’s eternally embarrassing for you to admit but say it loud: I’m a disco freak
and I’m proud! My favorite Bowie song? “John, I’m Only Dancing (Again)”! Roxy Music? “Dance
Away”! Rolling Stones? “Miss You”! KISS? “I Was Made For Loving You”! Lou Reed? “Disco
Mystic”! That’s right, while you were sucking in the ’70s to the plodding puds of Boston and Buffett, I
was snortin’ up the sexy sounds of Donna Summer, Pattie Brooks, Gloria Gaynor, Andrea True, and Amanda Lear.
Now when it came to canvassing the brother
contingency, there’s no denying that James Brown hit the apex of audaciousness when he asked: “Stevie Wonder,
do you see those cakes? Brother Ray Charles, I know you see those cakes!” on his booty call anthem, “For Goodness
Sakes, Look At Those Cakes.” But guess who first laid the groundwork for such “cheekiness” years earlier
with this ribald title track rap?
Say, Miss, my partner wanna know somethin’ here. He said that you had the mumps when you were a kid and both your jaw
swoll up and they went down in your chest. Is that true?
MISS: Naw...them wasn’t mumps, them was lumps.
HAYES: Well, I guess you’re tryin’ to tell me them watermelons in your back pockets
HAYES: Man, she’s
a juicy fruit.
MISS: Yeah ...
anybody wanna stick o’this?
Juicy fruit? She got fruits all over!
Supplemented by such smooth sonic seducers as “Music To Make Love By” and “Lady Of The Night,”
this is an ace album of aural arousers that’ll have you pulling out your hatchet to cut that head until the juices run
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JEFFREY MORGAN'S ROCK 'N' ROLL PHOTOGRAPHS
Sat, July 16, 2022 | 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 Legaltour) :: George
Harrison (1974 Dark Horse tour) :: Paul McCartney (1976 Wings
Over America tour) :: Pete Townshend (1976 The Who By Numberstour) :: 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, July 9, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #843
Sat, July 9, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #843.582.215!
Little Stevie Wonder – The 12 Year Old Genius (Tamla) :: Talent is an asset...
FIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Isaac
Hayes – Black Moses (Stax) :: The good news is that they diligently duplicated the original multi-flap
album cover that unfolds into a cross showing Hayes in all his unchained glory. The bad news is that they also carelessly
copied the double album’s original vinyl configuration, which backed Side 1 with Side 4 and Side 2 with Side 3 so that
both platters could be stacked on top of each other and played on a turntable in drop-automatic sequence. That’s right,
this negligent new reissue takes Sides 1, 4, 2, 3 and sloppily slaps them on the compact disc in that incorrect order—which
means you’re not hearing Black Moses in its original sequence as Hayes intended you to hear it back in 1971.
Little Stevie Wonder –
Tribute To Uncle Ray (Tamla) :: ...and Little Stevie has it.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Ray Charles – Genius: The Ultimate
Collection (Concord) :: Anyone who read the very first record review that I wrote in the inaugural edition of this column—you
could look it up and I suggest that you do—might think that I don’t like Ray Charles. What I don’t like
is record companies that ascribe marketing musical MENSA awards on dead musicians who aren’t around anymore to humbly
debunk them. And if Charles did come up with that ego-aggrandizing Genius Loves Company title himself, then he obviously needed
to give his head a few more shakes before he hit the road to Heaven. I mean, if Ray Charles is a genius, then what does that
make Stevie Wonder? As the great German philosopher Arthur Schopenhauer once said: “Talent hits a target no one else
can hit. Genius hits a target no one else can see.” Which makes this one hell of a talented compilation.
Stevie Wonder – Music
Of My Mind, Talking Book, Innervisions, Fulfillingness’ First Finale, Songs In The Key Of Life (Tamla/Motown) ::
Be seeing you!
Saturday, July 2, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #842
Sat, July 2, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #842.581.214!
Sum 41 – All the Good Sh**: 14 Solid Gold Hits 2000-2008 (Aquarius) :: I’ll
say what these smug dealers are too pussy to spell out on their album cover because they’re afraid of losing valuable
Wal-Mart sales: This juvenile generic angst rock is shit.
Johnny Winter And… – Live (Columbia) :: I tossed this one on the old Victrola
and 30 seconds into the first paint-peeling track, “Good Morning Little School Girl,” the graft-takers at Toronto’s
City Hall had passed a noise ordinance banning me from ever playing this album again. Can’t say I blame ’em.
Doug Cox & Salil
Bhatt – Slide To Freedom 2 (Northern Blues) :: A passel of peacenik paeans primarily played to power
your interplanetary pud into place!
Synthetic Elements – Trashed Out Paradise (Filthy Beast) :: Anyone expecting a Moogster
mash because of the band name will be surprised to find an ambitious pop-rock offering which has some early Alice aural theater
lurking in the background. Next time, they should let their inner Coop out.
SIZZLING PLATTERS OF THE WEEK: Jeff Jarrett – King Of The
Mountain (TNA Home Video) :: I hate monopolies, especially big bloated ones that ruthlessly swallow up the competition
and then callously humiliate former employees by publicly blacklisting them from work on live television. So when professional
wrestler Jeff Jarrett put his money when his mat is and bucked the odds by successfully forming his own competitive brand
of Total Nonstop Action fifteen years ago, he ended up getting the best revenge. Now comes this whopping 12-hour, four-disc
set which, unlike previous wrestling compilations, alternates every match with a lengthy in-depth interview segment that tells
the entire story of Double J’s guitar slingin’ career from his early years of toil and turmoil in the regional
promotions to now. Augmented by a wealth of rare archival footage, this veritable half-day history of the wrestling profession
is essential viewing for anyone who’s a champion of free enterprise—especially since JJ’s back ruling the
roost at Impact Wrestling—which is why King Of The Mountain is the retro-wrestling DVD of the week.
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Saturday, June 25, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #841
Sat, June 25, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #841.580.213!
Mark Olson & Gary Louris – Ready For The Flood (HackTone) ::
I know you won’t believe it, but this sounds just like McCartney & Lennon when they did their acoustic Everly Brothers
bit during Let It Be—and that’s definitely saying something, so believe it.
Tagaq – Auk/Blood (Jericho Beach)
:: I’ve heard a few throat-singing albums in my time, but never one that reminded me of Nico’s Janitor Of
Lunacy until now. That is, if Nico had played her larynx instead of her harmonium.
Bleeding Through – The Complete Truth
(Trustkill) :: This one sounds like Paul Stanley fronting a double-time thrash-screamo band. At least it does during the melodic
singing parts. Of which there aren’t many.
Matthew Sweet – Sunshine Lies (Shout! Factory) :: “Matthew Returns With a Power-Pop
Stunner!” raves the cover sticker, which ain’t a bad call. And although I wouldn’t go so far as to call
it a “kaleidoscopic masterwork,” like the additional small print does, I’d certainly recommend it solely
on the vintage anarcho-punk Donovan Rundgren vibe.
Mardeen – Read Less Minds (Collagen Rock) :: Proto-atypical teenage angst-rock that,
inexplicably, has a late ’70s early ’80s jingle jangle post-punk patina. Maybe this is what Lodger shoulda
sounded like. Maybe not.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Cameron Latimer – Fallen Apart (Black Hen) :: This may be a first: An album that
just doesn’t just includes a lyric sheet, but a lyric sheet that’s notated with all the necessary chords needed
to turn it into sheet music. And although it’s usually at this point in the proceedings that I’d lambaste this
record raw for not being nearly as smart as that bright idea, this is one country album that’s actually even smarter—right
down to the looping title track which, incongruously, sounds just like a high quality outtake from Paul and Linda’s
McCartney - “Ram On” (Capitol) :: Paul. Ram on. Paul Ramone. Geddit?
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Saturday, June 18, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #840
Sat, June 18, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #840.579.212!
Alan Davey – Captured Rotation :: (MVD Audio/Hawkwind) :: Hawkwind meets power pop
on this catchy pop rock meisterwack.
Astralasia – The Hawkwind Remixes (MVD Audio/Voiceprint) :: One good head deserves
another and, boy oh boy howdy, do they ever find each other in spades on this celestial compendium that time travels from
1993 to 2002 and back again in a cool Cosmic Supermarket kinda way.
Magic Mushroom Band – Feed Your Head: Live ’89
(MVD Audio/Voiceprint) :: The album title is a fully great dead giveaway that if Grace Slick and Donovan were singing together
in the TransLove Airplane, then this would be their Bless Its Pointed Little Head. So turn off your mind, relax,
and bloat downstream as the MMB cover everything from Zappa and Harrison to Ayers and Hendrix in one long luxuriously languid
– Live In La La Land (MVD Audio/Opio/Voiceprint) :: Devoid of the usual surrounding prog rock bombast, this
minimal direct-to-DAT double live album of the Yes man’s recent guitar-and-piano-only one-man solo show, at the Roxy
in Los Angeles, is an excellent showcase for his distinctive voice which, eerily enough, still sounds exactly like it did
way back in the early ’70s—soaring high notes and all. I guess Anderson must have a painting of his larynx hanging
in an attic somewhere.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Fish – Communion: Live At St. Mary’s Church Haddington, East Lothian, August
27th, 2006 (MVD Audio/Chocolate Frog) :: Just like those who perpetuate the Gabriel-Collins Genesis debate, there will
always be those who will forever be of the opinion that Fish was Marillion, and those others who feel that any post-Fish incarnation
of Marillion is equally legitimate. I happen to think that both camps are right, which means I have ample enough room in my
ears for this two-fer that’s easily as excellent as anything Gabriel did during his first three solo albums.
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Saturday, June 11, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #839
Sat, June 11, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #839.578.211!
Styrofoam – A Thousand Words (Nettwerk) :: Just what you always wanted: a lightweight
bloopy blorp Casio-pop album with a perpetual half-life that’ll never decompose.
Nash The Slash – Decomposing (Cut-Throat
vinyl) :: A two-sided series (78) of electro-ambient instrumentals (45) which can be played at any (33) turntable speed (16).
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK –
FELONY COUNT ONE: A Thousand Knives Of Fire – The Last Train to Scornsville (Small Stone) :: Ah gots
tuh be honest with yuh: I ain’t never heerd no Small Stone record that I didn’t like ’cause this here Deetroit
label don’t put nuthin’ out but elpee after elpee of nonstop, purebred, fuzz-infested, primo heavy, thudaholic,
crungefyin’, pudknockin’, hog-straddlin’, pool cue-wieldin’, booze-belchin’, weed-snortin’,
speed-freakin’, hard-humpin’, babe-ballin’ music. In other words: Small Stone is the greatest rock ’n’
roll record company in America and this album is on Small Stone so you just know that it’s got the gooshin’ gonad
goods splattered all over it. Bonus points for dividing their album into two sides. Extra points awarded for having a feelthy
title track that makes bands like Blue Cheer and Kyuss sound like Simon & Gofunkle yo’self.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK – FELONY COUNT TWO: Gideon
Smith & The Dixie Damned – South Side Of The Moon (Small Stone) :: It’s obviously a given
that I like this record, but lemme tell ya why the gol-durned South done gone ’n’ rise again. Y’see, unlike
the above-noted disc of the long Knives with its sludge-slammin’ sound, these Dixie rebs play faster ’n’
cleaner behind a growl-gnarlin’ voice that sounds as if it wuz freshly dug up from some Civil War battlefield. Points
deducted for having the bad sense to play too many heavy love ballads (ref: “Daughter Of The Moon”) ’cause
heavy love ballads, no matter how heavy, are still ballads—and ah hates ballads. Points reinstated with for having the
good senses to follow up the heavy love ballads with tracks like the butane-blisterin’ behind-squirtin’ “Black
Cat Road.” Oh, yassss!
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JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #838
Sat, June 11, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #838.577.210!
The Gaslight Anthem – The ’59 Sound (Side One Dummy) :: This ain’t no
Johnny Horton nod, nor is it no Charles Boyer nod off. It’s an angst-rock overdose that’s lightly seasoned with
a working-class twist of Bossteen. Bonus points for writing a song about the world’s greatest Steve Miller fan entitled
“Miles Davis & The Cool.”
Steve Gammond – Down The Tracks: The Music That Influenced Bob Dylan (Eagle Media
DVD) :: From Guthrie and Seeger to Ginsberg and Corso, all wrapped up in one neat little 90-minute educational package, just
like the title says.
Of Jericho – The American Dream (Trustkill) :: Welcome to their throbbo, pulsato, screamo nightmaro.
Simon Sykes & Tom
Sykes – No Such Thing As A Free Ride? (Goose Lane Editions) :: Here’s a book that contains riotous
road tales recalled from the soft shoulder by the likes of David Peel, Jayne Country, Jello Biafra and Randy B-B-B-Bachman.
Need a ride? Get in!
Miller Band – Live From Chicago (Coming Home) :: Ever wonder why Miles Davis virulently hated Steve
so much in his ghost-written autobiography? Mebbe he was kind of green with envy that he couldn’t write the kind of
popular hit songs or pull the kind of adoring audiences that Mr. Miller managed to do. If so, then it’s a good thing
that Miles can’t see the jam-packed aisles that The Joker still fills on this recent triple CD-slash-DVD set. Bonus
points for dedicating “Jungle Love” to Miles. Kind of kidding.
SIZZLING SALESMAN OF THE WEEK: Neil Diamond – Live 1976: The
Thank You Australia Concert (Eagle Vision DVD) :: Leathered like Jimbo Morrison and posin’ like Elvo Presley, Neil
runs through all his hits here on this Oz televised romp—but it’s the bonus segment featuring his live-from-the-stage
commercials that’ll make you want to buy this one. How cool is he? Cool enough to ignore the cheesy script dialogue
he’s handed and savagely rip into sponsors Cadbury and Pioneer with withering ad-libs worthy of Groucho Marx.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, May 28, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #837
Sat, May 28, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #837.576.208!
Cory Woodward – Princess Of The Skies (self-released) :: The first impression is
of a guy expertly aping Springsteen, but then the subtle nuances in his voice filter through, exposing eerie elements of early
Presley and Plant with a slight skein of horrorbilly.
The Funk Brothers – Live In Orlando (Eagle Vision DVD) :: Motown’s unsung backing
band comes out of the shadows to skillfully show off its still-silky smooth sonic stylings.
Delta Spirit – Ode To Sunshine (Rounder)
:: The joyful piano-pumpin’ “Trashcan” is the greatest song that Leon Russell never waxed during the height
of his whoa-wailin’ Holy Trinity heyday—and the rest of the album has a ruff ’n’ tumble feel that
ain’t too shabby neither.
– The DVD (MVD Visual) :: A generic 30-year retrospective for the faithful, filmed live in Louisiana and New
York, with the requisite historical interviews just in case, like me, you’ve never heard of them before.
Pär Lindh Project
– Live In Poland (MVD Visual/Metal Mind DVD) :: After eight Tolkenish studio albums, Sweden’s answer
to ELP rips prog rock a new one on this voiceless virtuoso show.
Patrick Moraz – In Princeton (MVD Visual/Voiceprint DVD)
:: The synthman on Yes’ Relayer album goes acoustic and hits the Steinway—literally—by smackin’
it silly with his hands almost as much as he fingers it feverishly with his rigid digits.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Iggy Pop –
Where The Faces Shine, Volume 1: The Official Live Experience 1977-1982 (Easy Action) :: This exhaustively titled,
Igg-authorized, six-disc box-set chronicles his solo live act, one disc per tour. But it’s the riotously insane show
from San Diego State University on the Lust For Life tour that’s more than worth the price of admission alone.
I mean, you just gotta hear it to believe it—and even then you’ll doubt that your delicate little shell-like ears
were telling you the auditory truth, ’cause it’s the absolute best live solo Iggy show you’ll ever hear.
Do you feel that beat?
Saturday, May 21, 2022
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #836
Sat, May 21, 2022 | link
JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #836.575.316!
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Jethro Tull’s Ian Anderson – TAAB2: Thick As A Brick
2: Whatever Happened To Gerald Bostock? (Chrysalis) :: This ain’t no imaginary review, it’s the real
schlemiel. But first, how’s about a brief except from an interview that Mr. Anderson and I did a while back:
JEFFREY: I don’t suppose I could talk
you into mounting a touring road show of A Passion Play to show those ABBA and Queen musicals what real
rock theater would be like.
I mean, this is the ideal time.
IAN: I think you just hit on the problem with my objections to anything like that because of the words rock theatre.
There was a time when the idea of a more theatrical form of rock music did seem as if it was quite fitting.
And I suppose in 1972 and 1973 it seemed to me that it was possible to do. But the trouble was that, while we went down that
route ourselves—in a humorous way, I mean, it was never meant to be sort of serious; it was always meant to
be a bit tongue in cheek and a bit fun...
JEFFREY: Well, some of us got that.
IAN: Yeah! Well, this was the era of Monty Python and the Flying Circus and it was all that surrealistic
British humor sort of finding an outlet.
*** *** ***
plug into Thick As A Brick again? As Ian explains in the TAAB2 booklet, 2012 marked both the factual 40th
anniversary of the original TAAB album and the fictitious 50th birthday of the album’s ten-year-old
“lyricist,” precocious prodigy Gerald Bostock. Which is more than reason enough for Anderson to create a new
prog rock concept album that dares to posit half a dozen different possible alternate universe scenarios of what Gerald might
have done with his life over the past 40 years—with several overt and oblique nods to such past Tullian triumphs as
Aqualung and A Passion Play along the way.
Of course, the big tip off that the proceedings, although serious, aren’t to be taken
too seriously, is the album’s official attribution to Jethro Tull’s Ian Anderson which tags
this ambitious effort as being neither a canonical Tull record nor an extra-curricular solo Anderson album.
Eschewing the unbanded single song cycle that defined both TAAB
and APP, the new TAAB2 is divided into 17 separate songs, only one of which—“Gerald Goes Homeless:
Adrift And Dumbfounded”—truly sounds as if it had been recorded back in 1972. Which only goes to show that Ian
could easily have expertly aped his back catalogue had he wanted to. That he chose not to live in the past and come
up instead with something that sounds thoroughly modern while still evoking echoes of the past, is a testament to the man’s
don’t mind if I sit this one in.
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Saturday, May 14, 2022
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Plastic Crimewave Sound – Plastic Crimewave Sound (Prophase) :: Against a fuzz-tone
wall these dirt bags growl: “I am planet-crushing! Still look like Peter Cushing!” Which I thought was a pretty
oblique nod to the ’50s Hammer horror hero until I realized that they were making a pretty obvious pun on his ’70s
Death Star stint. Oh well.
Lord Sutch – Screaming Lord Sutch And Heavy Friends (Atlantic) :: Better!
AC Newman – Get Guilty (Last Gang)
:: Like a harder-edged Donovan backed by a wash of Sgt. Beatlesque mellotrons and a wave of good Wilsonesque vibrations? This
one’s straight outta 1967—and it’s about time!
Lou Reed – Metal Machine Music (RCA) :: Better!
Lucie Idlout – Swagger
(Sun Rev) :: She struts into the room with a sexy cum-wither attitude that smacks of the pop-sodden ’70s when stereo
guitars wailed and ball-busters like Suzi Quatro and Joan Jett railed.
Neil Young – Arc (Reprise) :: Better!
Fake Problems – It’s Great To Be
Alive (Side One Dummy) :: This one starts out sounding like Tom Waits fronting the E Street Band, complete with overblown
Bat Out Of Hell orchestrations, before settling into a big Dictators groove.
Lady June – Lady June’s Linguistic
Leprosy (Caroline) :: Better!
Hands – Hot Puppies (THP) :: The synth stylings of vintage Gary Numan coupled with an ’80s cross
of Sandi’s Sunsets and Siouxsie’s Banshees.
Yoko Ono – Approximate Infinite Universe (Apple) :: Better!
Portico – First Neighbours (Copperspine)
:: Primo Portishead-ish pop paeans!
SNIVELING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: These Green Eyes – Relapse To Recovery (Black Ledge)
:: More utterly bland and boring predicable soulless teenage angst rock that you’ve heard done a dozen times before,
all of it sounding as if it were formed by the same sonic cookie cutter without a single shred of redeeming human personality.
I could name half a dozen albums that are better than this faceless tripe without even trying.
Charles Manson – Lie (self released)
:: Well, five out of six ain’t bad.
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Saturday, May 7, 2022
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Heath Ledger – The Joker (Warner Bros.) :: Speed up his voice and you have Mel Blanc
doing Daffy Duck. Go on, try it. You’ll see.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK – GIRL DIVISION: Von Iva – Our Own Island &
Girls On Film (Ruby Tower) :: I gotta confess that I’m still an all day sucker for this soulful hard rocking
eletropop trio with their minimal Kraftwerkian retro synthesizers, primitive electronic percussion, and sultry sassy vocals.
When multi-positional Jillian Iva isn’t proudly standing on her feet and singing about being a liberated sister, she’s
busy getting down to expertly turn grown men into simpering shot wads of incapacitated goo. Then she walks out on them, laughing.
Michael Phelps –
The Bong Show (Olympic Gold Medalist) :: Remember how he got caught smoking pot? I still say that Speedo did the
right thing to stand by him, as did Phelps’ other sponsors: Smacko, Cocaino and Heroino.
Lux Interior – Brain Cramp (Bad
Karma) :: Yeah, but is the world really gonna miss a guy who received paintings by convicted death row serial killer John
Wayne Gacy—and then received a portrait of himself from the killer that was so grotesque that he couldn’t hang
it on the wall? What a maroon!
PLATTER OF THE WEEK – BOY DIVISION: Burn Halo – The Self-Titled Debut (Rawkhead) :: Now this
is how I like my rock ’n’ roll: served piping hot and nasty with a pounding passel of bowel-buffeting bass and
drums; relentless rhythm guitars spewing out in split stereo; laser-like leads riding high right in the middle; and prototypical
Draino-drinkin’ glass-garglin’ scotch-swillin’ three pack a day vocals that make that guy in the Cult sound
like he’s auditioning for the title role in a remake of Disney’s The Incredible Mr. Limp Wrist.
Mel Blanc – Daffy
Duck (Warner Bros.) :: Throw down hith voith and you haf Heeth Leather doing Thuh Choker. Go on, try it. Yull thee.
Be theeing you!
Saturday, April 30, 2022
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David Bowie – Low (RCA) :: The premise.
John Lee Hooker – Anthology: 50 Years (Shout! Factory)
:: These incendiary barn-burnin’ boogie-chooglers from the Detroit blues legend—especially the early minimal ones
spanning 1948 to 1962—are such a priceless passel of butane blooze that even the thief who comes only to steal and kill
and destroy wouldn’t be able to scrape up the kinda serious scratch needed to finance their soul-servin’ purchase.
I can’t stop listening to them and neither should you.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: The Doors – Live At The Matrix 1967
(Doors Music Company) :: When this recording first surfaced more than 30 years ago as a Trademark Of Quality bootleg entitled
Moonlight Drive: Recorded Live At The Matrix 1967, I reviewed it in the May 1976 issue of CREEM thusly:
“What we have here are 12 tunes from
their Waiting For The Sun period. Good sound quality, and I guess that I should be happy with that, but I’m
not ’cause it reminds me too painfully that Jim Morrison was the best rock vocalist that ever lived and I can’t
help but wonder what he’d be doing today, if...”
Well, that ancient vinyl bootleg of the best live Doors album ever has finally been reincarnated
as this new 24-song twofer that’s been fully restored from the original stereo master tapes by none other than Doors
producer Bruce Botnick himself. What I don’t recall hearing the first time around, however, is the classic “Back
Door Bozo” moment—and let’s face it, there’s at least one classic “Back Door Bozo” moment
on every live Doors record—when the singer ad-libs: “All right, I’ll put it in the ass right now!”
before the solo in “The End.” The end, geddit? I guess that’s what Botnick means when he writes in the liner
notes that: “Jim includes a lot more poetry not heard on any other recordings.” And I guess that’s why I
no longer wonder what Jimbo would be doing today, if…
Nick Lowe – Bowi (Stiff) :: The punchline.
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SIZZLING BOX SET OF THE WEST: Bob Wills And His Texas Playboys – The Tiffany Transcriptions
(Collectors’ Choice) :: Once every eon, a box set comes along that definitively redefines the form by best enabling
the experience of contextually listening to an artist’s specific body of work. Perhaps the ten-disc set The Complete
Charlie Parker On Verve did it for you. Or maybe it was the seven-disc set of the Stooges’ 1970: The Complete
Funhouse Sessions. Or perchance it’s this exciting ten-disc rip-roarin’ roundup.
Although 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 on these platters cover the apex of his accomplishments from 1946 and
1947, a period during which he was influencing such young’uns as Chuck Berry and Clint Eastwood.
The 150 tracks on these swingin’ sides are taken from the
large transcription discs they were originally cut on. These oversized platters allowed for the recording of longer songs
per side, an invaluable aid for any musician who liked to stretch out—and boy howdy, does Wills ever stretch! Along
with scores of such country classics as “Milk Cow Blues” and “New San Antonio Rose,” you’ll
hear diverse big band, pop and jazz standards made popular by the likes of Glenn Miller, the DeJohn Sisters and, yes, even
the never-waning Duke. Plus, the newly restored sound is as clear and crisp as a 1880s Colorado morning.
You can still see vintage archival footage of Bob Wills on TCM,
but don’t be a tenderfoot: Go online while you’re waiting for his next appearance and buy this essential must-have
collection now because only a city slickin’ dude would dare delay another decade.
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The Orchid Highway – The Orchid Highway (Naughty) :: They’re not The Beatles
but an incredible simulation!
– Ten Stones (Sounds Familyre) :: Ambitious angst anyone?
Okkervil River – The Stand Ins (Jagjaguwar) :: This is
the absolute second-best cabaret angst record I’ve ever heard. It’s only the second cabaret angst record I’ve
ever heard, but it’s the absolute second-best.
Skybombers – Take Me To Town (Albert Productions) :: Strangely believe it, Skybombers
are the new Cheap Trick and Take Me To Town is their Heaven Tonight.
Fish – 13th Star (MVD Audio/Chocolate Frog) :: If you
thought prog rock was dead, then you ain’t heard nuthin’ until you’ve heard this epochal space-spannin’
offering from Marillion’s main man.
Sally Tomato – Toy Room (Severe Enterprises) :: These words I speak are true: this
ambitious four act rock opera is operating in an arena that’s so far out there it makes Welcome To My Nightmare
sound like nap time in a deaf mute kindergarten.
Ayla Brook – After The Morning After (Saved By Radio) :: Sensitive love songs and
plaintive paeans that anyone who ever had a heart can relate to.
The Homemade Jamz Blues Band – Pay Me No Mind (Northern
Blues) :: The earthy Hendrix influence is undeniable but so is the playing, so it’s a whitewash.
Caamora – She (MVD Audio/Metal Mind)
:: Are you ready for a bombastic two-disc rock opera based on the novel by H. Rider Haggard? If you ever owned a copy of Jesus
Christ Superstar, you are.
– “She” (Casablanca) :: Honey, it’s not one a’doze.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Rhonda Silver –
Twelve Pieces Of Silver (Prism) :: Backed by the expert likes of Guido Basso and Jeff Healey, these silky smooth
songs of songstress Silver’s smack of slinky late night rendezvous in a swank penthouse bar and morning after musings
in a sodden neighborhood saloon. Even better, she belts out her original blues with enough gusto to make you down another
round. So set ’em up, Joe.
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Head – Save Me From Myself (Rykodisc) :: Al Snow doesn’t meet the Monkees in
this swirling amalgamation of neo-NIN heaviness hitched with Jonathan Davis melodies.
Albert Hammond, Jr. – Como Te Llama?
(Red Ink) :: Just when you thought you’ve heard it all, along comes this English-speakin’ pop outing that actually
contains a piano ballad called “Feed Me Jack, or: How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Peter Sellers.” Really.
Chris Letcher – Harmonium
(2 Feet) :: You wanna talk about obscure? Let’s talk about how Chris gets bonus points for opting to unleash a charmingly
chiming multitracked cover version of “Wait” from Unca Lou’s Street Hassle album—and that’s
the album’s worst track compared to all the originals!
Emory Joseph Fennario – Songs By Jerry Garcia & Robert Hunter
(Iris) :: If the Grateful Dead’s entire back catalogue had sounded as consistently great as this folksy jumpin’
jive record does, then all of their albums would’ve sold even more than they did.
Kathy Griffin – For Your Consideration
(Music With A Twist) :: Excuuuuse me, but a dizzy dame that records a comedy album just to win a comedy Grammy (insert obligatory
trademark symbol here) award and then earnestly writes, “I hope you find it funny” in the liner notes? Yeah, funny
OF THE WEEK: Zuzu’s Petals – Kicking Our Own Asses (Rhino Handmade) :: This kooky cool catch-all
that captures their four-year max out comes a-twangin’ and a-ramblin’ into town with a surfeit of top down female
pop verve ’n’ squelchy distorto swerve that sounds every bit as vital as it did 20 years ago. They sing about
gun-totin’ and smack-shootin’ and heartbreak-achin’ but most of all they crow ecstatic about gettin’
the last laugh on the droolin’ dorks that they attract like, uh, flies—all fueled by a Melanie-worshippin’
perpetual motion motor that evokes shredded Nirvana and poppy Ramones and brainy Talking Heads. One of these ditzy dolls oughta
write a book.
Lindeen — Petal Pusher (Atria Books) :: Well, whaddya know? One of them did!
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