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!
Saturday, January 16, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #505
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SIZZLING REPRINT OF THE WEEK: Chester Gould
– The Complete Chester Gould’s Dick Tracy, Volumes I & 2, 1931-1935 (IDW Publishing) :: There’s
no denying that the world’s greatest detective comic strip ever created was Chester Gould’s relentless two-fisted
marathon of crime-busting mayhem, Dick Tracy. Splattered out in unequal portions of one part heartfelt sensitive
romance and three parts hardcore sadistic violence, Gould’s 1931 creation was a radically new form of strip which reflected
the real-life gangster era. Years before he introduced misshapen criminals like the legendary Flattop and futurist crimebusting
tools like the decades-ahead-of-its-time two-way wrist radio, Gould had Tracy tossing lead with petty thugs, crime bosses—even
the occasional corrupt City Hall official who would get perforated outside his office.
For his trouble,
Tracy was routinely shot up, beat up and brutally tortured in a series of ambushes and death traps that always left him bloodily
battered. Even Tracy’s extended family wasn’t immune to the big payback: His girlfriend Tess and adopted son Junior
were kidnapped on more than one occasion—and once the kid was literally soldered into an empty residential hot water
tank which was then heated up with a blow torch. Quentin Tarantino would blanch at portraying something like that today, yet
graphic scenes like this took place in the comics section of family newspapers all across America in the 1930s.
Publishing has begun printing a series of definitive chronological hardcover reprints of this seminal series, edited by respected
crime author Max Allan Collins. The quality of the black and white reproductions is uniformly crisp, and a majority of the
strips contained in these first two volumes have rarely been reprinted in other Tracy anthologies, if ever.
amazed at how fast-paced these exciting action-packed adventures are, thanks in part to Gould’s unique overlapping writing
style of beginning each new storyline a week before the current one ends. Trust me, these crimestopping textbooks are essential
reading for any hard-boiled crime buff.
I’m on my way!
Sunday, January 10, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS ROCK íNí ROLL PHOTOGRAPHS
JEFFREY MORGAN’S ROCK ’N’ ROLL PHOTOGRAPHS
Sun, January 10, 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, January 9, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #504
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MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #504.132!
OF THE WEEK: David Bowie – Blackstar (ISO) :: You’d think that suffering a heart
attack after recording the less than holy holy Heathen would’ve warned him to resist the dark side, but nooooooooooooo.
Various Artists – Moogfest 2006 Live (MVD Visual
DVD) :: When it comes to aural affection, Moog synthesizer adherents are the most avid. Jan Hammer hurts ’em with a
solid set that spans his solo career, from his work with Steve Kindler and Jeff Beck to his Miami Vice days. Meanwhile, an
unrecognizable Keith Emerson knifes away through a marathon performance of “Tarkus” using his trademark 15-foot-high
patch board. Both lads still have their speed freak chops intact; close your eyes and you’ll swear it was 1973. If you
still delight in the classic Moog “bee-yow” synth sound, then this DVD’s for you.
Wakeman – Amazing Grace (MVD Visual DVD) :: Wherein the world’s greatest rock ’n’
roll keyboardist sits down at the grand piano for an acoustic interpretation of the world’s greatest rock of ages hymns.
This one features live and studio performances along with—don’t laugh—some truly evocative scenes of nature.
Rick also personally introduces each hymn with an educational historical overview. And since his speed freak chops are still
just as fast as Emerson’s, it’s interesting to compare Rick’s reverent rendition of “Jerusalem”
with Keith’s electronic one on Brain Salad Surgery.
– San Francisco Rock: A Night At The Family Dog (Eagle Vision DVD) :: Ralph “Jazzbo” Gleason presented
this February 1970 show, featuring “Che” Santana and the Grateful Airplane. Che’s set features a sweat-soaked
“Soul Sacrifice” which demolishes the Woodstock version, while the Airplane do strident takes of “The Ballad
Of You And Me And Pooneil” and “Eskimo Blue Day.” Major points deducted for Jorma’s swastika pendant—kids,
huh?—but even so, these bands never looked as good as they do here. Except for Grace “Does Anyone Have A Safety
Pin?” Slick, who couldn’t keep her dress on when I saw her front row center a month later at O’Keefe Center
on the Volunteers tour. Back then it wasn’t a “wardrobe malfunction”—it was called getting
your six bucks’ worth. Drool drool.
Saturday, January 2, 2016
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #503
Sat, January 2, 2016 | link
BEST OF JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #503!
Presented for your approval, in semi-strict order so as not to show any undue payola favoritism, is Jeffrey Morgan’s
2015 Top Ten List Of Records as they appear on my official ballot for this year’s Village Voice rock critics
poll, which I’ve been voting in annually ever since Robert Christgau was kind enough to give me the nod five decades
ago. In other words, and I’ve got a million of ’em, these are my Sizzling Platters Of The Year, all of which deserve
repeated spins on your Victrola.
01 :: Wendy James
– The Price Of The Ticket (Pledge Music) :: The greatest supersonic offering yet by America’s all-time
greatest femme fatale—and I do mean female!
02 :: Sarah
Jane Morris – Bloody Rain (Fallen Angel Records) :: The greatest supersonic offering yet by England’s
all-time greatest femme fatale—and I do mean fatal!
:: Room Full Of Strangers – Bad Vacation (self released) :: Perfectly primed
with enough percolating primo punk attitude to do you through, Room Full Of Strangers crank out the kind of dirty distorto
rock ’n’ roll that Mother used to hate—and on their new album Bad Vacation they effortlessly exude
enough verve and swerve to conjure up fond fun-filled fuzztone memories of Blue Cheer and The Amboy Dukes, all garnished with
a snappy snooty side order of two tub Dictators via the sardonic Boy Howdy! satire of CREEM: America’s Only Rock ’n’
04 :: Marco Minnemann – Celebration
(Lazy Bones Recordings) :: Most regular readers of this column know who this dizbusting whizz kid is but I’ll reiterate
for ya: Marco Minnemann plays the drums like Jeff Beck plays the guitar, which pretty much tells you all you need to know
about this unreasonably hypersonic session that sounds like a kinetic cross between Todd Rundgren and Frank Zappa performing
their most visionary and volatile audio pyrotechnics!
05 :: The
24th Street Wailers – Where Evil Grows (LBM Records) :: Four on the floor supercharged rock ’n’
roll fused with the power of the blues!
06 :: Leslie
West – Soundcheck (Provogue Records) :: Leslie West? Enough said!
07 :: Left Lane Cruiser – Dirty Spliff Blues (Alive Records) :: Don’t Bogart
that track, my friend, spin it over to me!
08 :: Gregg
Allman – Alive: Back To Macon, GA – January 14, 2014 (Rounder Records) :: Gregg Allman? More
than enough said!
09 :: Retrocity – Mixtape
(self released) :: If you missed their first album Totally 80s A Cappella back in 2006—or, for that matter,
if you missed the entire decade known as the ever-lovin’ blue-eyed Eighties—now’s your chance to catch up
10 :: Various Artists – 24
Classic Blues Songs From The 1920s Volume 12 (Blues Images) :: For over a decade I’ve been bending your ear about
John Tefteller’s annual Blues Images calendars, each one of which is accompanied by a long player of vintage historical
78 rpm tracks. Well, consider this a friendly reminder that it’s high time you went to BluesImages.com and found out
for yourself why the 2015 edition made this Top Ten list. Better yet, go there now and start the new year right by buying
their 2016 wall calendar and getting a head start on hearing why the accompanying Volume 13 disc is bound to be glorified
on next year’s Top Ten list!
Be seeing you!
Saturday, December 26, 2015
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #502
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Tom Snyder – 1936 - 2007 (R.I.P.)
:: The undisputed Master Of The Colorcast.
The Two Koreas – “Altruists”
(Unfamiliar) :: The amphetamine gitbox style of Lou Reed + the hyperkinetic vox style of Pete Townshend = relentless rock
Stamen & Pistils – Towns (Echelon Productions)
:: Secret life plant music so ploddingly impenetrable it makes A Passion Play sound like Follow The Leader.
– Unplugged (Virgin) :: Strip away the artificial angst and they begin to sound like Jethro Tull.
Aida – Mad Country (Second Shimmy) :: Acoustic mellotronian harmoniums.
Dust – Lightning Dust (Jagjaguwar) :: Armed with a mighty quim quivering voice that’s
part Grace Slick and part Tiny Tim, distressed songstress Amber Webber is the unstable female Neil Young.
+ Atlases – Tree, Swallow, Houses (Sargent House) :: Frippertronics on a hot tin roof.
– Hangin’ Nothin’ But Our Hands Down (Sargent House) :: Amateur hour goes on and on. Worst album
of the year, hands down.
John Wort Hannam – Two Bit Suit
(Black Hen) :: Competent generic country that ain’t bad but nothin’ new neither.
– Myths Of The Near Future (Geffen) :: A-OO-GAH music for cokeheads. Make sure you remove the brass tube first
before you sit down, Stevie.
Autons – Short-Term Manifesto
(Zip) :: Rexian gitbox boogie + Roxite synth sonics = relentless rock ’n’ roll.
Bergman – 1918 - 2007 (R.I.P.) :: The undisputed Master Of The Iconoclast.
STATEMENT OF THE WEEK: Jon Brooks – Ours And The Shepherds (Exile) :: I may be a “might
makes right” kinda guy, but I sure know quality when I hear it—and this thoughtfully insightful low key concept
album about warfare though the ages has lots of it. And although I don’t agree with everything he says, I know his heart’s
in the right place. Besides, he’s less obfuscating than Dylan and more sincere than Springsteen.
Saturday, December 19, 2015
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #501
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Telephone – Automatic (Cobra)
:: Telephone is ringing, this exceptional rock solid rock, which sounds as if it came straight outta England’s mid-’70s
new wave movement, has got me on the run. I’d accept the charges if I were you, anticipating fun.
– Deadverse Massive Vol. 1 :: Dälek Rarities 1999-2006 (Hydra Head) :: Cascading shards of sound careen
across an uncanny adventurous hip-hop terrain that alternates between easy-listening ambience and archetypal electro-synthscapes.
The Man – Church Mouth (Fearless) :: The wondrously weird ’n’ wonky solo
album that Russell Mael never recorded but sure should’ve features falsetto songs that recall the early ’70s at
its quirky best.
Bryan Ferry – Dylanesque (Virgin) :: He may
have done the self-destruct samba on The Bride Stripped Bare, but this genial gem is El Ferranti’s best solo
work since In Your Mind. And although he’s not as vociferously vocal as he was when he belted out “Hard
Rain” on his first solo foray, any Roxy-related album that has the classic alliterative credits “Farfisa :: Ferry”
and “Electronics :: Eno” is definitely worth your while.
– Ferryesque (Columbia) :: I wish.
SIZZLING PLATTERS OF THE WEEK :: Paranoids
– Obsessions Delusions & Headtrips Volumes 1 & 2 (Gaff) :: Several years ago, the Paranoids released
a four track EP that contained a truly grand glam rock song called “The Party’s Over.” Now come these two
ambitious discs which showcase the full scope of their mature musical ability. Volume 1 came out in 2005 and was such a quantum
evolution of their usual style that I couldn’t get my head around what they were doing. But with the release of Volume
2, I finally realize (a) that the Paranoids can record pensive modern music right up there with the very best of them; and
(b) that the Paranoids just might be the smart ’n’ stylish new-fangled art rock messiahs we’ve all been
Be seeing you!
Saturday, December 12, 2015
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #500
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The Stooges – “L.A. Blues”
(Elektra) :: Song title of the century!
Chuck Berry – “You Never
Can Tell” (Chess) :: Bonus points for actually singing: “They had a teenage weddin’ and the old folks
whooshed ’em well.”
Parkas – Put Your Head In The
Lion’s Mouth (Savory) :: This exceptional album just might be the long-lost imaginary home-spun sequel to Exile
On Main St. that the Rolling Stones were too outta their heads to record.
– Datarock (Nettwerk) :: These two guys say: “BMX is better than sex!” Jeffrey Morgan says: “Get
a second opinion, you closeted pudknockers.”
To The Lions
– Baptism Of Fire (Goodfellow) :: The record company claims that this hardcore album is “chock full of
sing-along vocals.” That’s a choke, son. Jeffrey Morgan claims that if they slowed down a little they could be
Burlington, Ontario’s answer to Mötörhead. Gag, that is.
– “L.A. Woman” (Elektra) :: Song title of the century!
Moore – Close As You Get (Eagle Rock) :: Gary’s corrosive and downright scabrously
filthy guitar sound will tell you more about what real blues are than the actual songs themselves. Get any closer and you’ll
need to scrub down in a vat of lye.
David Bowie – “The Jean
Genie” (June 16, 1974; 6:30 show) :: Bonus points for actually singing: “New Yooks a goo goo and everything
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Doug Cox & Sail Bhatt
– Slide To Freedom (Northern Blues) :: This pioneering East Indian-themed album admirably and definitively
redefines what a “blues” album is in the same way that George Harrison’s pioneering East Indian-themed Wonderwall
Music admirably and definitively redefined what a “rock” album is.
Page & Robert Plant – No Quarter (Atlantic) :: Amateurs.
Zeppelin – “L.A. Drone” (Atlantic) :: Song title of the century!
Saturday, December 5, 2015
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #499
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Metric – Grow Up And Blow Away
(Last Gang) :: Canada’s answer to Eurythmics are back with another breathy passel of passive ’n’ pensive
Paul Reddick – Review (Northern Blues) :: The
superhype sticker stuck on the shrink-wrap embarrassingly brags: “Includes the song ‘I’m A Criminal’
from the Coca-Cola TV commercial!” As if that’s something to be proud of. Have we really come to this?
Young – “This Plug’s For You” (Reprise) :: No shit, Ex-Lax.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: The Alice Cooper Group – Pretties For You (Straight) :: When this
impenetrable grate bomb first came out in 1969, I found it nigh on impossible to listen to all the way through. But now I
hear it for what it really is: a hip demented psychedelic version of early period David Bowie (“Today Mueller”),
middle period Todd Rundgren (“10 Minutes Before The Worm”) and latter period Monkees (“Living”) that
also predicts the advent of missed period Sparks (“Earwigs To Eternity”). And then Toronto Bob had to go and ruin
everything. Damn Ezrin anyway! Speaking of which...
SULFURIC PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Danzig
– The Lost Tracks Of Danzig (evilive) :: Two discs with 13 tracks per side—geddit?—that just might
be Glenn Danzig’s greatest album yet. These back catalogue outtakes cover a whole lotta ground ranging from T. Rex’s
“Buick McKane” to David Bowie’s “Cat People.” But the stellar standout is his sincere sold soul
spiritual “Cold, Cold Rain” which is top of the pops on the Hit Parade Of Hell. 666,666,666 Danzig fans can’t
be wrong! Which reminds me...
Robert Johnson – The Complete
Recordings (Epic Legacy) :: Devoid of any enduring God-given talent, mediocre busker Robert Johnson gives his soul to
Satan in exchange for becoming the greatest bluesman in history without reading the small print which says that Satan also
gets to murder him shortly thereafter. Last of the Delta bluesmen? First of the Delta devil worshippers is more like it.
Saturday, November 28, 2015
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #498
Sat, November 28, 2015 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #498.127!
ATTENTION PUBLICISTS: Due to increased
operating expenses, I will no longer be able to continue favorably reviewing your clients’ records for the current sum
of $15 per disc. Therefore, effective immediately, you are now required to enclose a $20 bill in each individual jewel case,
payable in U.S. funds only. Global multinationals: Please inquire about my special bulk discount.
– The Singles (Sudden Death) :: Oops, looks like someone didn’t get their rate increase notice!
But even a million-buck bribe in gold bullion couldn’t get me to say anything good about an alleged anti-racism song
called “Nazi Training Camp.”
Leian – No Going Back (Page)
:: Boy meets girl. Boy plays all the instruments and produces. Girl writes all the lyrics and sings. Together they crank out
enough hellacious guitar rock to make me think that their record company belongs to James Patrick.
Eyes – Tears Of The Valedictorian (Scratch) :: A bad drawing of Howard Hughes on the
front cover. A bad drawing of David Bowie on the back cover. A bad copy of Pere Ubu betwixt.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Grainne Ryan – All The Money (self-released) :: Grainne thanks Neil
Young on the back cover for being an inspiration and then transcends him by transforming her multitracked voice into a one-woman
Crosby, Stills & Nash. Somebody find this woman a record company, fast.
OF THE WEEK: Bergraven – Dödsvisioner (Hydra Head) :: These bloodthirsty Swedes
specialize in arch Goth theatrics that are torn from Diamanda Galás’ Saint Of The Pit playbook and then
duly immolated. Yet, despite the Drano-drinkin’, dog-growlin’ vocals, I really like them a lot. Private note to
Bergraven: Thank you for the honor of allowing me to review your new record. I sincerely hope that my words will meet with
your approval. Your cashier’s check for 337.47 kronas is in the mail.
A. Wilford Brimley
– John Carpenter’s The Thing (Universal) :: “They’re Norwegians, Mac.”
Saturday, November 21, 2015
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JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #497
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Live In Your Way – Waking Giants
(Solid State) :: I wonder if the singer could scream louder if he had a pair of jumper cables clamped to his balls. OK, try
Michael Moore – Sicko (Dimension) :: Yeah,
like I’m going to let a big fat slob lecture me about health care. Try losing 150 pounds first, tubby.
Exies – A Modern Way Of Living With The Truth (Eleven Seven) :: Are these guys the modern
masters of the power ballad? Beats me, I hate power ballads.
– Mastery Of The Steel (Emergency Umbrella) :: When a record company tells me that a record is “undeniably
epic, somewhere between Iron Maiden and Dance Punk,” I immediately put it on. When I hear otherwise, I immediately take
Pointed Sticks – Waiting For The Real Thing
(Sudden Death) :: Two dozen thinly recorded 1980s new wave pop tunes from Vancouver that sound awfully dated now. I guess
you had to be there.
Jen Paches And Friends – Pretty Little Stars
(self released) :: A besotted babe version of Neil Young’s Tonight’s The Night with a beer chaser instead
of a line of smack.
Cara Luft – The Light Fantastic (Black Hen)
:: Cara is a founding member of the Wailin’ Jennys, so it’s no surprise that her first solo album is a buoyant
babe version of Neil Young’s Harvest and— surprise!—Led Zeppelin III.
Young — Arc (Reprise) :: And you thought that no one would ever record a live version
of Metal Machine Music.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Marillion
– Somewhere Else (MVD Audio) :: Some say that the classic art rock concept album as defined by the likes of
Pink Floyd and early Genesis is dead, but don’t you believe it because lush state of the art sonics and high-end graphic
design live on in Marillion’s latest. Inspirational lyric: “He who dies with the most toys is still dead.”
Saturday, November 14, 2015
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #496
Sat, November 14, 2015 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #496.123!
Marilyn Manson – Eat Me, Drink
Me (Interscope) :: Marry Me, Dump Me is more like it.
– Memory Almost Full (Hear) :: Not only does he sound like Roger Daltrey on the baroque power ballads, he can
still out-yowl Little Richard on the too-few high-note rockers—and my memory is still scarred from his greatest solo
screamo shriekfest, the mentally insane and completely indecipherable “Mumbo.”
Theory – This Is It (Adrenaline) :: In practice, no it ain’t.
X. Heyman – Actual Sighs (Turn-Up) :: Smart savvy pop that evokes Elliott Murphy at his
Big D & The Kids Table – Strictly
Rude (Side One Dummy) :: Mirror in the bathroom, I’ll talk free. This hip, hyperactive ska-fueled upgrade of the
English Beat’s for you and me.
Skull Time – Skull Time
(Latest Flame) :: I don’t usually agree with superhype promo blurbs, but “self-effacing classic rock lovers whose
music requires the throwing of devil horns” sounds about right to me.
– Rockaholics: The Fun Drinking Game (Wannabe) :: Just when you think you’ve heard it all, along comes
this concept album about binge drinking.
Matt Mays – Matt Mays (Beachfire)
:: Matt’s got his Neil Young sound down cold, but Neil never veered down the Dylan meets Bolan alley that Matt does
here on tracks like “Stand Down At Sundown” and “Move Your Mind.”
McCartney – The Russian Album; Unplugged; Run Devil Run (Capitol) ::
Nobody out-rocks Mr. Helter Skelter when he screams out rock ’n’ roll—and on these three albums he screams
out rock ’n’ roll.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Jayme Stone
– The Utmost (self released) :: Remember the banjo fever that swept the nation after Bonnie And Clyde and
Deliverance made pop stars out of Flatt & Scruggs and Eric Weisberg? Then relive those glory days of precision
pickin’ on this extraordinary new album.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, November 7, 2015
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #495
Sat, November 7, 2015 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #495.122!
The Young Gods – Super Ready
/ Fragmenté (Ipecac) :: A .44 Magnum on the front cover? That’s not cool. A pile of coke on the back cover?
That’s not cool. A whole lotta snotty sleazoid electro-distorto rock in between? Now that’s cool.
Slim & The Workers – The Wheel Man (Northern Blues) :: If I were
a less-than-handsome musician and someone callously drew a repellent cartoon of my facial deformities on the front cover of
my new album—insensitively reproduced even larger on the actual disc—I’d sing the blues too.
Bryson – When The Bungalows Roam (Kelp) :: I’m not saying this disc is a dire downer,
but when I played it my copies of Berlin and Tonight’s the Night committed vinylcide.
Day – Night Group (Black Mountain) :: Pure pop for ponderous perky people.
Neins Circa – Sleeves And Wigs (Cooper Spine) :: Stones meet Sparks? Elvis meets Dylan?
Beats the hell outta me but, whatever this musical mishmash is, it sure sounds like they had a whole lotta fun recording it.
Wish I could say the same thing after hearing it.
Jenn Grant –
Orchestra For The Moon (Paris 1919) :: Jenn sounds just like a fragile Annette Peacock, which makes her a lot more
endearing and a whole lot more warmer. Antarctica stops here.
– Paris 1919 (Reprise) :: Geddit?
Loudon Wainwright III
– Strange Weirdos: Music From And Inspired By The Film ‘Knocked Up’ (Concord) :: Finally, the Original
Motion Picture Soundtrack to “The Rusty Warren Story.” Geddit?
OF THE WEEK: The Dollyrots – Because I’m Awesome (Blackheart) :: Speaking of which,
my fave rave living Dollys are back with another album of ball busting, ear bleeding, wazoo wetting, pudenda pounding pure
punkette pop music that’s louder than lust and just as gooey. Plus, the title track is the absolute best Rah! Rah! Sis-Boom-Bah!
School’s Out-take that Alice Cooper never wrote, but sure should’ve. Uh huh.
Saturday, October 31, 2015
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #494
Sat, October 31, 2015 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #494.120!
Gordon Davis – Shaft (Warner
Bros.) :: Can you dig it?
Geoff Berner with Diona Davies
and Wayne Adams – The Wedding Dance Of The Widow Bride (Jericho Beach) :: It’s not every
day you hear an album that begins: “I’m internationally recognized as a really, really lucky guy. Everybody knows
that I’m the lucky goddamned Jew.”
The Book Of Lists – The Book
Of Lists (Scratch) :: I meant to type “shitfaced Brit psychedelia” but I’ll honor my typo as a hidden
intention and admit that “stiafes brit psychedcecia” is a much better way to describe this Jarvis Bowie meets
Suede Floyd glam pop album.
Dustin Cole with The Specialest
– Try And Love Me (Scratch) :: Crystal clear vocals on cavortin’ cruise control drift languidly over
a barren backwash of minimal and at times deeply distorted in the red instrumentals.
Hayes – “Theme From Shaft” (Stax) :: Right on.
Heat – Amplified Heat (Arclight) :: Feelthy mungified Texas rock that’s stronger
than dirt and sounds just like Lemmy fronting Blue Cheer. Bonus points for stealing the intro from Rush’s “Any
Way I Can” and reinverting it.
ALO – Roses & Clover
(Brushfire) :: Track one on this professionally spit-polished platter is derivative enough of the Springsteen Allmans to get
my attention and original enough to keep it until I start groovin’ on the tasty Simon & Fabfunkle vibe.
Bay-Kays – “Son Of Shaft” (Stax) :: Hot buttered jive turkeys.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Various Artists – Stax 50th Anniversary Celebration (Stax) :: Stax
wax is bax to celebrate its 50th birthday with a snatch-smokin’ bag of hot reefer releases that’re both old and
new. This twofer hit from the original box set is not just required listening, it’s a 100 percent cumpulsory pussy-poundin’
screw-e-delic delight. So ditch those effete Motown pansies and drop down for the real honey-humpin’ happening. Oh yassss!
Saturday, October 24, 2015
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #493
Sat, October 24, 2015 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #493.117!
Elvis Presley – “Hey Jude”
(RCA) :: Words can’t even begin to describe the dire depths of this appalling aural indignity. Never has a major recording
artist been more embarrassingly out of his league both vocally and aesthetically. When Elvis momentarily stops singing toward
the end, rather than try and hit a high note, you want to stand up and cheer. No wonder RCA waited until he was dead before
they released it.
Jeremy Fisher – Goodbye Blue Monday (Aquarius)
:: Jeremy sounds so much like Paul Simon that you won’t believe your delicate little shell-like ears. Except Simon never
sang a line like: “She runs guns, everyone wants guns, there she goes.” But he should have.
Simon – “50 Ways To Leave Your Lover” (Columbia) :: Blow him away, Kay.
Love Kills Theory – Happy Suicide Jim (Xemu) :: Catchy convulsive pop songs that take
their quirky fuzztone cue from Pretties For You. The “Jim” in the album title refers to conniving cult crackpot
Jim Jones. The red Kool-Aid pitcher on the album cover that’s smiling and waving and looking so fine refers to an impending
lawsuit by Kraft Foods.
Buck Brothers – Me (Back2Forward) :: Ron Mael
writing for the Diodes? That’s how schizoid this album is! Inspirational lyric: “My time has come, I’m gorgeously
stupid, I can’t remember my name. I’m gorgeously stupid and I think you’re just the same.”
– “Everybody’s Stupid” (Columbia) :: That’s for sure.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Neil Young – Massey Hall 1971 (Reprise) :: What’s really interesting
is how downright gabby the singer is between songs as he previews the yet to be released Harvest. And although I
initially chalked such loquaciousness up to shy hometown nervousness, the torrent of piercing glass-shattering high notes
he unleashes on “Down By The River” and “Ohio” proved me wrong.
Saturday, October 17, 2015
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #492
Sat, October 17, 2015 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #492.116!
Hello friends, this is Jeffrey Morgan with a vital message of great importance
to us all. Thanks to Don Imus, society has finally decided to do the right thing and hold rap “music” fully accountable
for the socially irresponsible role it plays in the exploitation and degradation of women.
This much needed
and long overdue cleansing of hip-hop is a good start, but we can’t stop there so long as other forms of misogynist
music insist on advocating murderous violence against women:
– “Baby, Let’s Play House” (RCA) :: “I’d rather see you dead, little girl, than
to be with another man.”
Neil Young – “Down By The
River” (Reprise) :: “Down by the river, I shot my baby. Dead. Oooh, shot her dead.”
Hendrix – “Hey Joe” (Reprise) :: “I’m going down to shoot my
old lady. Yes I did, I shot her! Shoot her one more time for me!”
– “Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)” (Imperial) :: “Bang bang, you shot me down.”
Johnson – “32-20 Blues” (Vocalion) :: “Take my 32-20, now, and cut
her half in two.”
Nancy Sinatra – “Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me
Down)” (Reprise) :: “Bang bang, I hit the ground.”
– “Delia’s Gone” (American) :: “First time I shot her, I shot her in the side. Hard
to watch her suffer, but with the second shot she died.”
– “Maxwell’s Silver Hammer” (Apple) :: “Bang bang, Maxwell’s silver hammer came
down upon her head. Bang bang, Maxwell’s silver hammer made sure she was dead.”
After we fumigate
rap, we’ll sterilize the rest of this filth.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, October 10, 2015
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #491
Sat, October 10, 2015 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #491.113!
Peeler – Evils Of The Modern
Pleasure Dance (Angel Green) :: The boozy bozo “HEY YEAH! SO! COME ON! YEAH!” caterwaul which opens this
album makes it pretty obvious that Craig Peeler has his Yo! Jimbo! shtick down pat, especially on heavy stonerdelic songs
like “Half Past High.”
The Doors – Absolutely Live
(Elektra) :: Lout it, lout it, lout it out loud!
– Break EP (TVT) :: And you thought that skinny leather tie of yours from Japan would never come back in vogue.
Darns – What It All Turns Into (self released) :: These guys sound like a ’70s
new wave version of the Tragically Hip, so you can expect a lot more in the way of unexpected variety.
– College Grove (Spinning Gold) :: A voice that’s a creepy cross between John Cale (“Going Home”)
and Eno (“Queer Bright”) and mauve music that sounds like side three of This End Up.
In The Sky – All Of A Sudden I Miss Everyone (Temporary Residence) :: I’m a soft
touch for instrumental art rock albums, even ones with an surfeit of bombastic Bonzo drumming. Must be all them explosions.
Dodge – The Perfect Face (Remedy) :: It says a lot about Arthur Dodge’s songwriting
ability that the only cover version he does on this tasteful country album—“San Diego Serenade” by Tom Waits—is
the worst written one of the lot.
POLITICALLY NAÏVE PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Jen Militia
– Berlin Boot Camp (Digilog) :: The bad news is that Canada’s answer to Rage Against The Machine uses
Maoist imagery from communist China to sell their tawdry wares. The good news is that they don’t wear T-shirts featuring
the face of mass murderer Ernesto “Che” Guevara. I guess they don’t want to look like Carlos Santana.