Saturday, May 28, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #524
Sat, May 28, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #524.153!
Octoberman – Run From Safety
(White Whale) :: This dire disc’ll make you feel like leaping off a tall building in a single bound.
In Helsinki – Places Like These (Polyvinyl) :: Prince meets 808 State? Talking Heads
meets B-52s? No matter how you slice it, this one’s a real hoot.
– Welcome To The Night Sky (Labwork) :: Thoughtful ethereal pop music that ends with an ambitious eight-minute
art rock epic called “Miasmal Smoke & The Yellow Bellied Freaks” that’s well worth the price of admission.
– Humanity Hour 1 (New Door) :: If you only buy one classic heavy guitar crunge rock album this week, this
be the one. Of course, I could do without all the treacly power ballads. But, then again, I always have.
McAlister & The Iron Choir – The Way It Rolls (self released) ::
Capable country pickin’ that’s chock-a-block with tasty twang and a fine fiddle finesse.
Dickens – Oh Yell! (307 Knox) :: These here wacky wimmins pack a perky pedigree and strum
smart ’n’ sassy minimal folk rock with a wicked wit quotient that’s half Sparks, half Dictators, and all
Two Hours Traffic – Little Jabs (Bumstead)
:: “Nighthawks” is one charming little pop song, but it’s the rest of the record that’ll give you
Boys Noize – Oi Oi Oi (Last Gang) :: These
relentlessly aggressive Enovative electronic soundscapes go far beyond anything Krautwerk ever envisioned.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Rockfour – Memories Of The Never Happened (Anova) :: Israel’s
newest hitmakers have come up with an album that blends the best of Tangerine Dream’s ambient drones (“Glued Half
& Half”) with the Beatles’ psychedelic rock ’n’ roll (“Because Of Damaging Words”).
And that’s just the first two tracks. Stay tuned and you’ll hear the marathon Harrisonic “Dear Truth”
living side by side with the exhilarating Badfinger-steeped “It Ain’t Easy (When You’re Gone).” Inspirational
lyric: “First thing that I thought of when I saw you walk away was, ‘How could someone run so fast on high heels?’”
Saturday, May 21, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #523
Sat, May 21, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #523.152!
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: The Scenics
– How Does It Feel To Be Loved: The Scenics
Play The Velvet Underground (Dream Tower) :: Recorded live in a number of trashy Toronto punk dives between 1977 and
1981, it’s the first album of Velvet Underground covers I’ve ever heard that actually manages to evoke the VU’s
classic cacophony of studio sound—something that latter day Doug Yule-infused live albums like Live At Max’s
Kansas City never seemed to attain.
But somehow the Scenics have managed to do just that with an edge-teetering
fan-based fervor that doesn’t seek to duplicate the Velvets’ sound so much as it uses that primal distortion as
a jumping off point to differentiate themselves from the masters while remaining true to the source. And the fact that all
10 numbers were recorded, in true live Velvets tradition, on a buncha crappy cassette tapes doesn’t tarnish the Scenics’
sonic patina—it only enhances their chances of making this the best VU tribute album ever.
First of all, there’s
their informed choice of song selection. Sure, they do a few obligatory standards like “I’m Waiting For The Man”
and “I’ll Be Your Mirror,” but they also mine the less-obvious depths of Unca Lou’s songbook to essay
what are arguably some of his greatest songs: “New Age,” “I’m Set Free,” “What Goes On,”
“Here She Comes Now” and “I Heard Her Call My Name.” Finally, it all culminates literally live in
a basement with a twisted 10-minute Metal Machine Music meets Television version of “Sister Ray” that
even John Cale never envisioned in his wildest nightmares.
So if the proceedings sound even more demented than
you might expect, that’s because the Scenics don’t ape the Velvets, they enhance them—which only goes to
show that sometimes between rot and depression there lies a lifeline.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, May 14, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #522
Sat, May 14, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #522.151!
The Cinematics – A Strange Education
(TVT) :: For torching a Remington typewriter on the front cover, they get an E. But if it’s only a Photoshop fire, then
they get an F for fake.
Big Business – Here Come The Waterworks (Hydra
Head) :: Led Zeppelin crashes into Black Sabbath. Oh, the inhumanity!
– Here Come The Warm Jets (Island) :: Waterworks, geddit?
– “Golden Showers” (Warner Bros.) :: Warm jets, geddit?
Stranglers – “Golden Brown” (EMI) :: Ewwww, fergeddit.
– Saosin (Capitol) :: Memo to muggers: These whiny pushovers have VICTIM written all over them.
– Wintersleep (Labwork) :: So do these guyzzzzz.
– The Cicadas (Roble Rot) :: Huey Lewis goes country!
– Weightless With Love (City Canyons) :: Buddhist rock is the Next Big Thing, so get on board before this llama
leaves the Potala. Perfect listening for reading T. Lobsang Rampa or watching Lost Horizon.
Beatch – Beatnik Beatch (Noble Rot) :: If you collect album covers with midgets on them,
then this reissue’s for you.
D.O.A. – Bloodied But Unbowed
(Sudden Death) :: One of their songwriting credits is: “Vancouver Punk Trad.” They wish.
Of Pink – Love Is Dead (8th House) :: Raucously rawer than the Stones on smack but too
pussy to call themselves Pink Snatch.
The Rolling Stones – “Torn
and Frayed” (Rolling Stones) :: Ever notice how the singer breaks up and laughs between the words “kick”
Walter Carlos – Switched On Bach (Columbia)
:: Say, whatever happened to seminal synthesizer pioneer Walter Carlos? I haven’t seen his name on an album in decades.
ROCK GODDESS OF ANY CENTURY: Grace Slick – Period (Grunt) :: “White Rabbit.”
“rejoyce.” “Two Heads.” “Lather.” “Bear Melt.” “Hey Fredrick.”
“Eskimo Blue Day.” “Mexico.” “Law Man.” She’s the undisputed all-time greatest female
singer-songwriter in the entire history of rock ’n’ roll. And although it’s true that she never recorded
an album called Period, after waxing her Manhole, she sure should’ve.
Welles – F For Fake (Elmyr de Hory) :: Geddit?
Saturday, May 7, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #521
Sat, May 7, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #521.149!
Jethro Tull – Tullicatessen
(Chrysalis) :: Includes the hit single “Schwarma For One.”
The Unkindness Of Ravens (self released) :: Wherein Karen Kanan Corrêa shows she has her Siouxie Sioux shtick
Mark Davis – Part One: Don’t You Think We
Should Be Closer? & Part Two: Mistakes I Meant To Make (self-released) :: I’d really like to say that
this guy’s the prolifically inventive multi-instrumentalist Todd Rundgren of country music, but I just can’t.
He does get an A for ambition, though.
Belinda Bruce & The Tawny Stars
– The Good Life (self released) :: Capable country cuts that’re elevated by the seven-minute-long “Blackout,”
which invents an entire new genre: ambient country art rock.
The First Time
– Taking Breaking Down (Frontline) :: Snappy snarlin’ songs with a proto-punk pop pedigree.
Holloways – So This is Great Britain? (TVT) :: I bought The Clash’s London
Calling. The Clash’s London Calling is in my record collection. Holloways, you’re no London
Johnny Irion – Ex Tempore
(Rising Son) :: I’ve heard Neil Young ape jobs, but the quavering vocal inflections on this stellar swipe-job are uncannily
eerie, right down to the sparse After The Harvest musicianship. And your point is?
Carrera – Heaven/Hell (Arclight) :: These clods steal Yes’ classic song “Starship
Trooper” and then rename it as their own composition, thinking that no one will notice. Well, I notice everything—and
I hope Chris Squire sues their sorry, thieving asses off.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK:
Kate Mann – Devil’s Rope (Orange Dress) :: Kate’s got a back tat that’s
the size of Oregon and a voice that’s twice as big. Armed with a guitar and harp, she cranks out a chicken-wired wall
of country rock that’ll have your toes tappin’ while you watch out for flying beer bottles.
Zappa, Dolly Parton & Lou Reed – Mother, Jugs
& Speed (Bizarre) :: Includes the hit single “I’m Waiting For My Mammary.”
Saturday, April 30, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #520
Sat, April 30, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #520.148!
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Lisa Lashes
– Lisa Lashes (Lashed) :: To the uninitiated listener, most DJ mixes are nothing but inorganic 200 beat per
minute ordeals of repetitious headache-inducing noise. But as a veteran disco aficionado and long time dissonance connoisseur
who habitually uses Dr. Reed’s Metal Machine Music to get rid of a headache, I know the difference between
debilitating and therapeutic—which is why I’m qualified to tell you that, when it comes to prescribing the right
overdose of medication, nobody fills a better sonic script than this veteran UK practitioner.
Lisa Lashes is the
greatest DJ in the world because she knows that the true hardcore addict will settle for nothing less than an unrelenting
big beat treatment that’s been specifically engineered to make synapses spasm until they rewire themselves into crazy
On previous direct injection diagnoses like Hard House Euphoria and Lashed Euphoria,
she raised the brutality bar to an irrationally high level of unabated aural aggression. But as bludgeoning as those earlier
lease-breakers were, they don’t hold a decibel to the massive mainline which is her debut solo disc Lisa Lashes.
Just like the lady
herself, this 77-minute marathon is super-stacked with 12 vicious vein melters, all of which are guaranteed to fry your nervous
system to a smoldering crisp. Astutely avoiding the beat deficient ballads which have deep-sixed many a mediocre mix, Lisa
immediately strips down to the Real O Grind and lets loose with a seriously shredded soundtrack of stereo smack that’ll
have you crawling across the floor for more—assuming you can still move after being pummeled into a pulp by tracks like
“Red Admiral,” her penultimate pulse-pounding speed freak rave-up with longtime Tidy Girl cohort Anne Savage.
future of hyper-heavy houserockin’ hardcore is still here and her name remains the same so you know who to blame when
your brain goes insane from the pleasurable pain.
Lisa Lashes rules, OK?
Be seeing you!
Saturday, April 23, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #519
Sat, April 23, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #519.314!
PLATTERS OF THE WEEK: Prince – The Work: 1976–2000 (Thunderball) :: This guy once
put out an album called Musicology—an egghead handle with an edifying air to it that conjured up visions of
Professor Prince holding class in his best zoot suited Cab Calloway mortarboard attire. But if you want a real musical
history lesson in what Prince is up to every night while the rest of the world is sleeping, then I strongly suggest that you
seek out a copy of this definitive 20 disc set.
right, spanning a quarter of a century, this astonishing set contains a whopping 20 discs of unreleased studio demos and outtakes.
That’s a grand total of 331 tracks, all presented in strict chronological order. Amazingly, there are no false starts,
no incomplete songs, and no duplications with any officially released Prince albums or extended singles.
With each individual disc clocking in at a full eighty minutes in length, that’s
over 24 hours worth of music. And for those of you who would like an old school conversion, we’re talking the equivalent
of 40 full-length vinyl records, or 80 album sides. This mammoth monolith makes Keith Jarrett’s original vinyl ten record
Sun Bear Concerts box set look like a one-sided Ramones single.
And although some of these tracks have been available on various individual bootlegs
for decades, more often than not their muffled tenth-generation sound quality was so inferior as to be almost unlistenable—but
not this time around. As might be expected from a major undertaking like this, the sound is uniformly of a high studio quality.
Not only are we privy to outtakes and demos from all of Prince’s own albums,
we’re also treated to an extensive array of unreleased songs from virtually every artist Prince has worked with over
the years, from The Time and The Family to Jill Jones and Carmen Electra—including tracks from completed follow up albums
which were never released. Indeed, after listening to all the myriad variations presented herein, it’s not unreasonable
to think that Prince routinely assembles several completely different versions of each album before he releases it.
Some of the stellar selections contained on The Work include: The original
demo for The Time’s “Chocolate” wherein Prince shows where Morris Day’s ‘ad libbed’ conceited
shtick really comes from, including his “Yessssss” catchphrase; the full unedited 12 minute
version of “Computer Blue” that restores the missing six and a half minutes which were cut from the end of the
version that’s on Purple Rain; and a marathon 30 minute studio version of “I Would
Die For You” that served as the arrangement template for Prince’s live television version.
Folks, that’s only three selections from the first three discs, so you can
just imagine what’s waiting for you on the remaining 17. In other words, school’s in session, so you’d better
take notes because there’s going to be a final exam—and knowing Professor Prince, it’ll be oral.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, April 16, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #518
Sat, April 16, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #518.146!
Testa Rosa – Testa Rosa
(Latest Flame) :: If I could crank out thunder crunge like this FMM trio does on the way-too-brief “Hollow Arm,”
I’d lay off the wispy Melanie melodies and record an album full of similar sonic enlargers.
& The Dominoes – Brand New Key To The Highway (Polydor) :: Donovan used Led Zeppelin
and the Jeff Beck Group as his backing band, so don’t laugh.
– Guerilla Fighting Method (City Canyons) :: I’m not saying that someone should drop these camouflage-clad
sissies into a real war zone and see how long they last, I’m typing it.
– The Narcotic Story (Hydra Head) :: Just say blow.
Brothers Of A Feather Featuring
Chris & Rich Robinson – Live At The Roxy (Eagle Rock) :: The Black Crowes sure do
got their Blind Lemon Gumball voices down cold, they sho ’nuff do.
– Doghouse Dreams (self-released) :: Even better, spin this acoustic set from a group that—unlike the
Robinsons—doesn’t feel the need to imitate dead Delta bloozemen. Plus, they write better songs.
– Infamy And The Breed (Pivotal) :: And in the deaf, as the last few eardrums lay bleeding in the slimy headphones,
black mutant metal shrieked out from Screamo City, some more schlemiels. Swedes the size of rats sucked.
PLATTERS OF THE WEEK: Robyn Hitchcock – Storefront Hitchcock and Jewels For Sophia
(Noble Rot) :: Don’t miss these reissues from one of rock’s most oddball auteurs. Storefront is a sparse
live set that alternates Francis Bacon monologues with time travelogues like “1974” while Jewels is a
full-band blast that features “Viva! Sea-Tac” with its immortal lines: “People flock like cattle to Seattle
after Kurt Cobain. They got the best computers, coffee and smack.”
JEFFREY MORGANíS ROCK íNí ROLL PHOTOGRAPHS
JEFFREY MORGAN’S ROCK ’N’ ROLL PHOTOGRAPHS
Sat, April 16, 2016 | link
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 9, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #517
Sat, April 9, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #517.145!
Leo – Nightmares (Dream
Makers) :: Welcome to their Nightmares, I think you’re gonna like it. I think you’re gonna feel like
listening to this angst-riddled album.
The Future Kings Of Nowhere – The
Future Kings Of Nowhere (307 Knox) :: Just like the Kingston Trio, only faster and bloodier.
Jansen – Today’s Remains (Black Hen) :: Finally, a country album that cuts through
the current commercial crapola and digs deep to mine the core of quality workmanship.
Soundclash – Street Gospels (Side One Dummy) :: Street garbage that makes me lift my
leg and do the pissant shuffle.
Eve To Adam – Queens To Eden
(KDS) :: Track one is a banal blooper about popping pills. Track two is a pooped popped-up power ballad. The result is an
easy double play that retires the side and leaves the rest of the album stranded in the on-deck circle.
Trash – Going Way Out With Heavy Trash (Yep Roc) :: Jerry Lee Lewis soaks the Cramps
with spo-dee-o-dee wine and gives them a butane flame job. Mucho recommendo.
– Andorra (Merge) :: Ethereal electronics which soar like a hot air balloon escaping from a Fripp & Eno
prisoner of pop camp.
Mister Mann – December Looms (self-released)
:: A guy who looks like Willem Dafoe and sings: “I become the rapist from your past.” What are the odds?
SNATCH PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Gore Gore Girls – Get The Gore (Bloodshot) :: Not since the
recently reunited Cycle Sluts From Hell has there been such primo pseudo-primitive, boob-bouncin’, ball-bashin’,
power-pop that’s more Funicello than a squirtin’ spread-eagled beach blanket quim quench and tuffer than Tura
Satana layin’ a patch over your chewed-off and spat-out knob.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, April 2, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #516
Sat, April 2, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #516.144!
Isaac Hayes – Live At Montreux
2005 (Eagle Vision) :: Wherein a soporific Black Snoozus ponderously pontificates through his greatest hits. Bonus points
for finally coming alive to conduct the synthesized orchestra on an extended version of “Shaft.” Points deducted
for not having the testicular fortitude to encore with “Chocolate Salty Balls.”
Orchestra – Live At Montreux 1974 (Eagle Vision) :: A year after recording the seminal
Birds Of Fire album, John McLaughlin played Montreux with a new lineup that included Jean-Luc Ponty and Narada Michael
Walden. Picking up where the live-in-Central Park album Between Nothingness And Eternity left off, this rare archival
footage is essential viewing for any Mahafusion fan.
Fantasia: Live In Tokyo (Eagle Vision) :: Any band that can lay claim to playing authentic versions of “Roundabout”
(Steve Howe), “Fanfare For The Common Man” (Carl Palmer), “In The Court Of The Crimson King” (John
Wetton) and “Video Killed The Radio Star” (Geoff Downes) all in one concert is worthy of your admiration, however
Al Di Meola – Speak A Volcano: Return To Electric
Guitar (MVD Video) :: As close to intuitive musical Zen as you can possibly get, the sheer effortless fluidity of Di
Meola’s playing is positively breathtaking. Bonus points for including a video guitar clinic.
Artists – Dear Mr. Fantasy: A Celebration For Jim Capaldi (Eagle Vision) :: Am I the
only one who thinks that the drearily dull “Dear Mr. Fantasy” is the most overrated rock song ever? After watching
these well-meaning geezers dodder around the stage for two hours, I guess I am.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Marvin Gaye – Greatest Hits Live In ’76 (Eagle Vision) ::
Wearing a striped slime green barbershop quartet outfit that has to be seen to be believed—sunglasses not included—our
bow-tied man in Amsterdam rips through a whopping 24 songs in a Ramones-worthy 51 minutes flat. Hey, if I wore a
fey-glo leprechaun suit like that, I’d wanna get off the stage as fast as I could too.
Saturday, March 26, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #515
Sat, March 26, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #515.143!
Bootsy – Ultra Wave (Collectors’
Choice) :: CC—that’s Collector’s Choice not Chocolate City—has just reissued four vintage albums by
everybody’s funniest P-Funkster. But this sly “Made in Detroit” slinkfest is the one I bought first. Aided
and ably abetted by brother Catfish Collins and the legendary Horny Horns of James Brown veterans Fred Wesley and Maceo Parker,
Bootzilla stomps hisself silly all over songs like “Mug Push” and “Sound Crack” until the sonic landscape
is reduced to riotous rubble.
Yes – Live At Montreux 2003
(Eagle Records) :: Granted, this may not be the ferocious metal monster that Yessongs is, but given that it’s
performed by the self-same lineup of Anderson, Howe, Squire, Wakeman, and White exactly 30 years later, it’s definitely
the next best thing.
Rick Wakeman & The New English Rock Ensemble
– Out Of The Blue (MVD Audio) :: Meanwhile, this live Argentinean recording from 2001 is worth owning just
for the marathon reworkings of “Starship Trooper” and “Catherine Parr.”
Sojourners – Hold On (Black Hen) :: Radiating a purifying white light, this is spiritual
three-part harmony gospel music at its redemptive finest.
The Black Swans
– Change! (La Société Expéditionnaire) :: Louie Reed meets Lenny Cohen. T-t-turn and face
Slave To The Squarewave – Big Change (Sparks)
:: Skinny tie retro syntho that smacks of the ’80s in blow-snortin’ way—which is why they’re dopey
enough to steal one of their song titles and lyrics wholesale from “The Jean Genie.”
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Oblivion Sun – Oblivion Sun (MVD Audio) :: Finally, a band that
knows how to forge Moog-fueled prog-rock just like the masters used to melt. Shades of Phil Manzanera’s similarly-titled
Quiet Sun collide with fragments from Stomu Yamashta’s Go with a bit of early Genesis and ethereal Jade Warrior thrown
in for good groovy Mahavishnu measure—and it’s about time, it’s about space.
Saturday, March 19, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #514
Sat, March 19, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #514.142!
Johnny Thunders – Who’s
Been Talking? (MVD Visual DVD) :: Recorded a few days before El Thunderoso died in April 1991, this Japanese gig is a
joyous energetic romp, admirably augmented by the big Amazonian lungs of super-stacked platinum blonde chantoozie Alison Gordy.
Better than any smarmy stew Buster JoHasbeen ever served up, this excellent appearance cooks from start to finish just L.A.M.F.
Deep Purple – In Concert With The London Symphony
Orchestra (Eagle Vision DVD) :: The inevitable last word in orchestral rock concerts comes when Ian Gillian and Ronnie
James Dio rip into “Smoke On The Water” and the band plays so loud that you can’t hear the 100 piece orchestra
behind them! Now that’s entertainment.
Tim Buckley – My Fleeting House
(MVD Visual DVD) :: From his early 1967 gig on The Monkees to rare European television and live footage in 1974 just
before he died, this Buckley mixture is the definitive documentary for those loyalists who still revere his unique brand of
musical eclecticism. I’m not one of them, but then again, I never thought Robert Johnson was any great shakes, either.
Rodgers – Live In Glasgow (Eagle Vision DVD) :: The lead singer of Queen wants to break
free—and does! You gotta give the guy credit for not performing any Queen numbers, opting instead to cover more obscure
traditional blues numbers like “All Right Now” and “Can’t Get Enough” in chest-thumpin’
versions that make his Queen songs sound positively fey by comparison.
OF THE WEEK: Harptallica – Harptallica (self released) :: If you thought that Apocalyptica’s
album of four cello versions was the last word in Metallica covers, then you ain’t heard what Patricia Klein and Ashley
Toman can do with just a couple of harps. By extracting the chilling core of Metallica’s music, these women have come
up with the most eerily haunting harp album you’ll hear this year. Even better, they’re two pretty hot babes!
Marx – Harpo In Hi-Fi (Mercury) :: Hush little baby, don’t say a word.
Saturday, March 12, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #513
Sat, March 12, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #513.141!
Grant Morrison & Frank Quitely
– All-Star Superman, Volume 1 (DC Comics) :: After 70 long years, you’d think that every possible Superman
story angle had already been done to death, but you’d be dead wrong. Defying all odds and exceeding all expectations
comes this refreshing new take on the world’s greatest superhero. Consistently entertaining with inventive writing and
art that eerily evokes Tanino Liberatore’s wonky work on RanXerox, this is one comic that truly is of “All-Star”
Nicole Willis & The Soul Investigators
– Keep Reachin’ Up (Light In The Attic) :: Despite being recorded in Helsinki of all places, this compilation
sounds as if it came straight outta mid-’70s Philly. Far from being your usual retro Blaxplo, Nicole Willis and her
Finlandia funksters don’t just tap into the essence of urban Afrocentricity. They mine a deep-grooved authenticity that
can’t be faked. Even her album cover strikes the correct cool vibe; look it up for yourself and see if I’m not
right. Then take it from me that the sounds within do that graphic gem justice.
V – Death Or Glory (Royal Noise) :: Queen V is the raunchy new Wendy O. Williams
of rock ’n’ roll. Just like WOW, this snarlin’ guttersnipe has a primo Plasmatics attitude and, even better,
she does her own duet with Lord Lemmy, aka King Kilmister. Bow down, bow down to the Queen. The Queen of Queens. There is
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Betty Davis – Betty
Davis (Light In The Attic) :: Try not to pass out ‘cause this Betty Davis reissue is the hottest ’n’
horniest, ruffest ’n’ tuffest, funkiest ’n’ freakiest, sweatiest ’n’ sexiest female debut
album ever recorded (in 1973, to be exact), period. From the sassy streetwalkin’ national anthem “If I’m
In Luck I Might Get Picked Up” to the hussy-hissin’ late-night catfight “Your Man My Man,” Betty’s
bold spread-eagled style is so brazen, it makes her late ex-hubby Miles’ brand of hardcore fusion sound like castrated
folk music. And you wonder why Miles lost his voice.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, March 5, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #512
Sat, March 5, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #512.140!
SIZZLING SOUNDTRACK OF THE WEEK: James Hyman
– A Quentin Tarantino Mash-Up :: (A James Hyman/Audio Shrapnel Feature Presentation) :: So you all will know the seriousness of my warning, I shall say this in English. James Hyman, a highly
respected UK tube ’n’ flick music industry veteran and dizzbusting Saturday night radio DJ on London’s XFM,
has skillfully stitched together an extraordinary audiologue that effectively encapsulates the stylistic offbeat essence of
multifaceted movies like Pulp Fiction and Kill Bill.
That’s because James Hyman’s
A Quentin Tarantino Mash-Up is an absolute bona fide bravura masterpiece that doesn’t drop the beat once, all
right? Clocking in at an extensively exhaustive 78 minutes, this gargantuan—I’ve always liked that word—55
track epic not only features music and dialogue from QT’s first four movies, it also includes vital spoken word passages
from rarely heard promo-only albums like Truth And Fiction. Toss in an astute selection of other inspirational like-minded
songs that QT never used in any of his films—but sure wishes he had—and you’ll know why Tarantino himself
gave this marathon magnum opus his certified cool Red Apple seal of approval once he heard it.
After all, where
else can you hear the Beatles backing Elvis Presley or Missy Elliott doing a duet with Steelers Wheel or Britney Spears joining
the stacked cast of Girls Who Love Guns or QT himself singing “My Sharona” with the Knack after competing
in a rap throwdown with Andre 3000—all masterfully mixed into one seamless thematically linked soundscape?
This must-have album
is essential listening because it’s the only QT LP you’ll ever need. Unfortunately, just like a Hattori Hanzo
sword, A Quentin Tarantino Mash-Up is priceless and not for sale—not even in El Paso. But go to jameshyman.com anyway
and see if you can buy one—no matter what the cost—because this unrelenting aural canvas of carnage ’n’
comedy proves that James Hyman is the all-time undisputed modern master of the mash-up, all right?
Saturday, February 27, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #511
Sat, February 27, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #511.139!
Brian Azzarello & Eduardo Risso
& Patricia Mulvihill – 100 Bullets, Volume 11 (Vertigo) :: The greatest full-color crime
comic ever is back with a gritty new 200-page collection that’s stuffed full of unbridled menace and unrepentant mayhem.
If you haven’t experienced this elegantly seedy modern masterpiece of rampant recidivism yet, then it’s definitely
time to get your hands wet because 100 Bullets is the textbook definition of what a contemporary crime comic should
be. So, don’t be a lollygagging sap waiting for someone to make it into a flick, go out and buy it now. It’ll
be the best 16 bucks you spend this week.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Ted Nugent
– Love Grenade (Eagle Rock) :: If you missed Ted’s last couple of albums, don’t worry ’cause
you didn’t miss much. Both Spirit Of The Wild and Craveman were half-assed instant delete bin efforts
that feebly marked musical time before a bored Ted rightly retired from the studio to hunt and star in his own ferality TV
But five years later, a refreshed Ted is back with his best start-to-finish solo album since he recorded
Ted Nugent over 30 years ago. It’s so good that his 40th anniversary remake of “Journey To The Center Of The Mind”
is actually the album’s weakest track. In fact, the only way Ted could’ve improved Love Grenade is if
he’d hired Derek St. Holmes to sing half the songs.
Sure, the record’s one long lascivious leer,
but don’t ask Ted to return to the days when he used to write socially conscious songs like “Pony Express.”
I did once and Ted hauled off and slugged me in the shoulder.
Just make sure that the copy you buy has the real
sizzling platter on the front. That’d be the album cover with the photo of a naked woman. With her wrists tied behind
her back. Doubled over and kneeling on a large cooking platter. Garnished with vegetables. With a hand grenade shoved in her
You can’t Ms. it.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, February 20, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #510
Sat, February 20, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #510.138!
Various Artists – Wattstax (Stax)
:: After my minimal Wattstax review ran two weeks ago, I received the following anonymous letter: “Dear Jeffrey
Morgan. I was at Wattstax 35 years ago and I was appalled at the short shrift you gave this new expanded version of the original
album. You neglected to mention that this three-disc box set is a treasure trove of classic and unreleased tracks that brings
the Wattstax experience to life. Or that virtually every Stax artist is represented doing their greatest secular, spiritual
and soulful hits. Have you ever written any liner notes yourself, sir? I doubt it because if you had you would know that the
musician interviews contained in Rob Bowman’s excellent liner notes are a true revelation. Wattstax was much more than
just the black Woodstock, it was a historical watershed moment and peaceful cultural uprising against The Man that still resonates
to this day as the very embodiment of The Living Word! Not only is this new definitive version of Wattstax the greatest
live album ever, in my opinion it is also the album of the year and if I had a weekly column like yours I would tell people
to go out and buy it so they could hear for themselves what hope and faith sound like. You should be deeply ashamed of yourself
for insulting an entire community by using this excellent Wattstax box set as a springboard for your cheap Charlie
Wattstax joke.” Cheap?
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Tony Palmer
– All My Loving (MVD Visual DVD) :: This essential late-’60s UK film about rock music and pop culture
is the perfect visual companion to Revolt Into Style, George Melly’s essential early ’70s UK book about
pop culture and rock music. All My Loving skewers rock ’n’ roll with a savage unblinking eye that’s
both riveting and revealing. Everyone who is anyone is interviewed, from the Fabs and ’Oo to Donovan and Zappa. Too
bad about the indefensible inclusion of Nazi concentration camp and Vietnam atrocity footage, though.
Saturday, February 13, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #509
Sat, February 13, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #509.137!
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Zeitkratzer
– Metal Machine Music: Live (Asphodel) :: Right from the very beginning, when it first came out in 1975, decades
before the advent of such caffeine-laced drugs as Jolt Cola and Tylenol Ultra, I habitually used Lou Reed’s Metal
Machine Music as industrial strength therapeutic headache medication. I’d crank side one up to maximum volume and
the grinding high-pitched feedback would lock in at the exact same neural frequency as my headache and neutralize it without
fail, usually within five minutes. So when I had lunch with Unca Lou a year later in 1976, we confided as one dedicated user
JEFFREY MORGAN: That album performs a service, at certain
times. When you need it, it’s there.
LOU REED: Metal Machine? When
I need to get it out of my system so I don’t kill somebody…it gets things out of my system. It’s cathartic.
Over time, my avowed
advocacy of the album became well known. One day in the early ’90s, during the brainstorming session when I came up
with the title Between Thought And Expression for Lou’s RCA anthology—if you have a copy of the booklet,
you could look it up—box set producer Rob Bowman asked me: “Be honest. When was the last time you listened to
Metal Machine Music?” “Two weeks ago!” I replied and Rob laughed, knowing that I was telling him
And because I do have every sonic squeal and squelch of that album committed to memory, I can tell you
with a fan addict’s unabashed authority that Zeitkratzer’s live version of Metal Machine Music is an
astonishing absolute exact aural duplication of the original random-generated electronic studio recording, transcribed into
sheet music and played on an unlikely array of instruments, ranging from accordion and tuba to violin and trumpet.
But the real payoff
comes at the end, when Old Unca Lou himself takes the stage to pound out a solo guitar shriekfest that’s even more scabrous
than his synapse-snapper on “I Heard Her Call My Name.”
Be seeing you!
Saturday, February 6, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #508
Sat, February 6, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #508.136!
Various Artists – Wattstax
(Stax) :: The black Woodstock.
Various Artists – Charlie Wattstax
(ABKCO) :: The black Altamont.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Spacekitti
– Galaxy (Dart) :: So there I was, doing the seedy sidewalk shuffle late one night, when all of a sudden I
hear this compelling cacophony of chaos detonating out the door of a corner bar. Instantly in love, I walk in and am I stunned
to see this bodacious blond bombshell with a binary brain sitting all by her lonesome onstage with a guitar slung across her
lap, hammering out cosmic coruscating sheets of rampant ambient drone, all mega-amped up to the nillionth hyperwatt degree
like she’s the new hard-wired industrial age Nico. Letting the amateurs stay safely ensconced at the back, I stood at
the front of the stage and watched as this woman single-handedly sculpted an aural psychetecture that evoked everything from
Edgar Froese and Klaus Schulze to Steve Reich and Terry Riley.
After I recovered, I scooped up a copy
of her record Galaxy and took it home, fully expecting to wallow in a marathon drone session. Instead, I found a
concise set of five pop songs primed to a percolating electropulse. How do I love it? Let me count the ways: “Fearless”
is a whispering wash that evokes the best of early Ralf and Florian when they were still a duo; “High Strung”
is a rapid-fire foggy mental breakdown; “Nobody Cares” is a deliriously disjointed herky-jerk that out-deadpans
Annette Peacock; “Strung Out” is a minimal off-world space sitar recital; and “Ibizakitti” is a languid
flow house drone.
But as great as Galaxy is, it’s just a foretaste of what this woman is capable of doing.
In her hands, the guitar is a time-spanning teleportation device through which all matter is made malleable as she spans the
cosmos, traversing the space between the notes.
She is Spacekitti. Spacekitti is Jilli Dart. And Jilli Dart is the future of
electronic sonic exotica.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, January 30, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #507
Sat, January 30, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #507.135!
David Fincher – Fight Club
(Fox) :: It doesn’t get any better than this.
The Mohawk Lodge
– Wildfires (White Whale) :: Ugh.
Progeny Blues (Cooperspine) :: Had Kurt Cobain been born a woman, he would’ve stuck around to record this killer
Dana Gillespie – Weren’t Born A Man (RCA)
:: Too bad her record sales weren’t as big as her tits.
– America Nervoso (Hydra Head) :: But putting a pair on an album cover is still a good way to get my attention!
Berube – What The River Gave The Boat (Kwalu) :: Why the reviewer gave the boot: Jobriath
meets Tom Waits.
Okkervil River – The Stage Names (Jagjaguwar)
:: This is the absolute best cabaret angst record I’ve ever heard. It’s the only cabaret angst record I’ve
ever heard, but it’s the absolute best.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Various Artists
– Vee-Jay: The Definitive Collection (Shout! Factory) :: The hip record company that first introduced The Beatles
to America over 50 years ago is back with this comprehensive 86-track compendium of everything essential that’s absolutely
worth hearing, from gospel and blues to soul and doo-wop with a hot load of rude rudimentary rock squirted deep in between
for good measure. Some of the stellar standouts include: Billy Boy Arnold’s “I Wish You Would,” Pricilla
Bowman’s “Hands Off,” Elmore James’ “It Hurts Me Too,” Camille Howard’s “Rock
‘n’ Roll Mama,” Jimmy Reed’s “Baby What You Want Me To Do,” Christine Kittrell’s
“I’m A Woman,” Frankie Valli & the Four Seasons’ “Sherry,” Betty Everett’s “The
Shoop Shoop Song (It’s In His Kiss),” Gloria Jones’ “Tainted Love” and—my fave—the
Honeycombs’ “Have I The Right.” With an all-star lineup like that, it goes without saying that this ecstatically
eclectic four-disc box set is the perfect nonstop soundtrack for your next swingin’ soirée, whether it’s
a soda-sippin’ sweetheart sock hop or an oiled up orgy-a-go-go.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, January 23, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #506
Sat, January 23, 2016 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #506.134!
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: KMFDM –
TOHUVABOHU (Metropolis) :: If you doubt that I have nothing but maximum respect for this band, Google my exclusive
WWIII combat zone interview with KMFDM’s Minister Of Excessive Force, Group Käptain Konietzko. But just because
I voluntarily enlisted to support the cause doesn’t mean that I have to own all their albums because, frankly, on some
of them, KMFDM sucks. And although I gave Hau Ruck a busted rank dishonorable discharge for being AWOL, I’m
pleased to report that TOHUVABOHU is a stunning triumphant return to witty, informed, front-line form that solidifies
and summarizes the classic synth-soaked, guitar-shredded, self-referential and relentlessly bludgeoning sonic brutality of
previous successful scorched mirth campaigns NIHIL, ANGST and XTORT.
So, when I tell
you that KMFDM’s industrial soundtrack to the holy wars continues unabated, that’s not me projecting a wistful
nostalgic assessment; that’s me stating a cold hard fact—one made even more amazing when you consider that every
band member from the turbulent TVT days is long gone. But that doesn’t mean Sascha’s new incarnation is aping
the old crew. It means that the new crew has successfully encapsulated and enhanced the classic core KMFDM sound. And don’t
try to tell me that they’ve gone “pop,” because previous mandatory mass inoculations like “A Drug
Against War,” “Juke Joint Jezebel” and “Son Of A Gun” were always intended to be subversive
toe-tapping mission statements right from the very beginning.
I’ve said it before but just in case you weren’t
paying attention the first time I’ll reiterate for ya: Sascha Konietzko is the new Paul Kantner, Lucia Cifarelli is
the new Grace Slick, and KMFDM is the new and improved hyper-heavy socially conscious Jefferson Airplane of the 21st century.
Stronger than never ever before, KMFDM is the superpower you can trust. So ask for TOHUVABOHU by name and take it
as often as required whenever you need fast, fast relief from sub-sonic mediocrity.
Be seeing you!