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Sunday, March 20, 2011

JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #255


LEAVE IT TO JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #255!


George Harrison
“Awaiting On You All” (Apple) :: Leave it to a white guy from England to rhyme “Jesus” with “visas.”

Ringo Starr
“The End” (Apple) :: Best drum solo ever?

Ice Cube
“We Had To Tear This Mofo Up” (Priority) :: Leave it to a black guy from America to rhyme “Jesus” with “Adidas.”

Paul McCartney
“Kreen-Akore” (Capital) :: Best drum solo ever?

Russ Meyer
Mondo Topless (RM) :: Leave it to cleavage.

Ron Bushy
“In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida” (Atco) :: Best drum solo ever?

Gord Downie
The Grand Bounce (Wiener Art) :: Wherein the Tragically Hip’s singer returns with a third solo album that mostly eschews rock in favor of a more laid back country feel—which is about as much of a waste of talent as it would be if Bob Dylan suddenly decided to abandon acousitc folk music and play electric rock music instea—he what?

Peter Criss
“100,000 Years” (Casablanca) :: Best drum solo ever?

The Madison Square Gardeners
Teeth Of Champions (self released) :: From the guitars to the organ, the music is straight outta Dylan’s Highway 61 Revisited but the vocals are strictly of the Elliott Murphy Aquashow ilk—and that’s an inspirational combo that’s hard to beat, especially when the songwriting is easily on par with both of those stellar songsmiths.

John Bonham
“Moby Dick” (Atlantic) :: Best drum solo ever?


Cozy Cole
“Topsy Part Two” (Apex) :: A million-selling, certified gold, number one single from 1958 that’s just a drum solo? Best drum solo ever!

SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: De Staat
Machinery (Cool Green) :: It ain’t often that an eclectic album scores high marks on the intelligent quotient test and then registers an even higher rating on the crunge-o-meter, but De Staat’s funk-fuelled Machinery sho ’nuff does both: first by oozing out a surfeit of creative artistic brain-power-pop (ref. Roxy Music; Devo; Robin Scott’s M); and then by reeking with an unreasonable overdose of snarky sonic style and amped-up attitude (ref. KMFDM; Prodigy; Living Color).

Where to begin? With the herky-jerky Morse code guitar-driven chunk rock of “Ah, I See” that sounds like a bouncing buzz saw skewering a sheet metal trampoline? Or with the James Brown drill sergeant depiction of animal meat by-product processing on “Old MacDonald Don’t Have No Farm No More” that’ll make you wanna chow down on a tasty Big Kahuna Burger?

What about the pec-pumpin’ beats of “Sweatshop” that’ll have you in sync while you sate your iron addiction? Would I be remiss in missing the crazy carnival whirligig of “Psycho Disco” that keeps on chooglin’ until the sows come home? It really doesn’t matter because, from the sporadic synth-stuttering stylistics served up on “Tumbling Down” to the real cool hand that “Keep Me Home” deals down with its spiritually soulful chain-gang wail, this is one radical record to be reckoned with!

The Who
Magic Bus: The Who On Tour (Decca) :: Best live album ever!

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