I was all excited to post about my favorite Beatles album on an obscure and improbable medium… until I test them out. Part 1 works like a champ, but Part 2 done do shit! I contacted the seller and he suggested that the tape may have flipped over… not at all sure what this means. Anyway, White Album party will have to wait for the damn Part 2 to get its shit together.
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Today was a solid day of ear-shoving Fantomas through the brain canals, and lame-sauce vinyl-digitizing, to shine a romantic light onto things. Physical, protruding virus notwithstanding, these ears are callused beyond acceptable comprehension, yet, these loins long for more…
Vinylhead
Emerald records on Sunday evenings cast vivacious shadows on work weeks ahead… or, so I’m told.
Life…
Yesterday was a laborious day of (regular work) and tickle-fixing the1966 Philco. She’s fully functional, speed-accurate, and bass-nasty (as she always was). This, for those keeping count, is the 3rd time I’ve opened her up to correct the speed issue, and six albums / 38 hours later, she’s running smooth and strong as ever. 50 motha’ flippin’ years old (1966 -2016), this tired ol’ bitch, and she still sounds absolutely amazing!
On Safari
On Safari With… 2 was one of my first colored records as a Senior in high school. Having seen The Skolars a few months before, the bright yellow wax, and the $3.25 price sticker, grabbed by eye, and it wasn’t until a few years ago while on a birthday record run that I discovered the On Safari With… red vinyl older sibling. Four tracks each, these limited runs (of 1000 each) are a great, albeit quick, representation of 3rd wave ska that was strikingly popular during the mid-late 90s. Beat Happy! Music, the distribution label, doesn’t seem to have pressed any other records, and only made two various artist CDs through 1999 before closing shop. It’s a shame, because both of these records are essential listening material.
O and O
1. a long wandering or voyage usually marked by many changes of fortune
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2. a person (as a priestess of ancient Greece) through whom a deity is believed to speak
(thanks MW: www.merriam-webster.com)
Fat Stacks
Ok, so how this works is, the pile on the left is TBD, or “to be digitized,” while the pile on the right is NTLT, or “need to listen to.” There was a time when the NTLT was something like 30+ records deep, and as you can see, we’ve covered some good ground, but the problem with continuing to accumulate records we couldn’t possibly live (or be caught dead) without, is that the NTLT, then subsequently the TBD, remain to be long-lasting stacks consistently fixed in these slightly varied plies on the floor. Either I need to adjust my ingestion process to amuse my morbid fear of clutter, or I need to listen to more damn records. I think the solution is painfully obvious.
Jeremy Hates Art
Billed as the poor man’s Neil Young, Lucky Jeremy’s Hates Art suffers from only one, principle issue… being too damn short. This charmingly unpolished collection of acoustic rants was a sought after gem during my early-to-mid twenties, and it only took me a decade to finally acquire it. Limited to only 500, hand numbered copies, Hates Art is a steal for the $1.50 asking price on Discogs.com. So, you know, when you’ve had your fill of Neil, Jeremy is your go-to guy.
Spectre
You know, I really wasn’t sure what to expect from a new Laibach album, having not heard anything by them since their 1988 masterpiece Let it Be (now 26 years old). I’d been a casual fan, to put it mildly (also the owner of their 1987 Wax Trax! Records release, Opus Dei), so when Spectre found its way into my eye while on a weekend getaway up in Ventura Country, I couldn’t help but snatch it up thinking, why the hell not? I’ll be honest and say I’d (wrongfully) thought of Laibach as a long, running joke, what with their over-the-top fascist military uniforms and “totalitarian-style aesthetics.” What I found, thus far, from the six or so tracks I’ve consumed, is a collective sticking to their guns, or marching to their own beat, or waving their own flag (I’m tapped out of military references), while still maintaining their classic, oppressive, industrial sound. Like with any Laibach track, the beauty is found within repeated listens, and Spectre is no exception. Certain hilarious lyrics stand out that cue certain track repeats, but not one time, thus far, have I regretted my purchase, if only for feeding my overflowing curiosity.
Happy Birthday, JP!
Today, my favorite person in all the world celebrates the day of her birth. I’m going to marry her later this year, and with help from The Zombies, for us, This Will Be Our Year. Happy birthday, Jillian!
Bone
This pressing of The Dillinger Escape Plan’s diabolical debut is limited to 300 copies and is sold directly from the label, Relapse Records. Bone white with orange and black splatter is the description of this pressing, and is the 4th since September of 1999 when it originally debuted. A quick check at time of posting reveals that this record is still avail for a cool $17.99 from Relapse, so nab one before they’re history!
Muswell, It Had Better Be Damn Good!
One can never have enough of a perfect thing. Happy Friday, kids.
The Husbands
In place of exercise this morning we spun this energetic debut by The Husbands. From what I could hear over the dying fan of my laptop, I LOVED! She now rests in the “have listened to / need to digitize” pile, which is getting rather large thanks to my manic Discogs.com ventures. I can’t wait to relisten to this garage rock trio, and I encourage all within eyeshot to seek it out. It may be a bit premature to crown them the queens of garage rock, then again it may not.
The Argyle
I’m still a bit confused about the details surrounding tomorrow night’s show, but APPARENTLY, both Pennywise AND The Bouncing Souls will be playing the Palladium. Knocking off work early to attend, so let’s hope Friday isn’t a mongrel bitch. BTW, The Good, the Bad, and the Argyle is arguably the best Bouncing Souls album ever released… here’s hoping the band thinks so too.
JS&tM
The words “Joe” and “Strummer” have always been synonymous with “inspirational” and “brilliance,” yes, even dating back to his 101’ers days. This Turkish rock God, originally christened John Graham Mellor, headed the phoenix rise and fiery fall of The Clash, dabbled in a bit of soundtrack work, sang a duet of Redemption Song with Johnny Cash, and during his untimely death, helmed the magnificent Joe Strummer & the Mescaleros. Global A Go-Go, the band’s 2nd offering, can be best described as emotional, acoustic punk for the retired generation too set in their ways to set down the bottle or empty the overflowing ashtray. It’s greasy-haired adult contemporary with a twist of stubborn jam-rock, but with decades of recording history under its belt. It’s heavily layered, often rambling (in a good way), and demands constant and consistent spins. 50 is a frighteningly young age to die. Joe Strummer, and his creative brilliance are greatly missed.
2 Kings 9:20
“And the watchman told, saying, He came even unto them, and cometh not again: and the driving is like the driving of Jehu the son of Nimshi; for he driveth furiously.”
Free Service
Sometimes you get a record you order off Discogs and well, that’s great! And OTHER times, you get the record you order off Discogs with six bonus CDs! Such is the case with Discogs seller “Discontinued” and my order of the Custom Floor Clear Day LP. Let’s give props to those to go the extra mile (or six), and dammit, “Discontinued” is that extra fool going that extra mile! Thank you, good sir!!
From Truth to Lies in 7 Days
It surprises me, to say the least, that this amazing Jade Tree comp titled, Jade Tree 25 Years, is still available! This adorable companion to late 90’s emotional rock collections is limited to only 250 copies, and yes, it’s still available! $14 and she’s yours!
(Cut to a week later)
Only thing is, I’m a liar. I wasn’t when I originally started this post last week, but today, yeah, sold out. Sorry for any failed excitement this may have caused.
Compulsiv for Two
Another rung notched off the RFTC belt… Call it a Clue from the Compulsiv for Two 4-track comp from 1994 (yes, 22 years ago!) is the latest check off the (never-ending) list.
Busy re-re-watching The Wire tonight, so let’s spin this bitch tomorrow.
Evening Ranger
I’ve given up trying to figure out the concept art for Night Ranger’s 1983 opus, Midnight Madness. For those of you with an adventurous mind, and time to share, send your Night Ranger conceptual cover art theories to theprudentgroove@gmail.com. Please be sure to include “Night Ranger, Love Lingers in the Evening” in the title.
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