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Day Drinking in Pedro
I’m excited to see New Jersey’s finest, The Bouncing Souls at the 3rd annual Horton’s Hayride this afternoon. An odd choice for the event, but I’m on board. Here’s to day drinking with coworkers down in San Pedro!
Kinda
Kinda at work. Kinda one of only two (out of six) in a meeting room, waiting for said meeting to start. Kinda over it. Kinda listening to Odyssey and Oracle via Spotify. Kinda just got the question from my supervisor, “Is this the Beatles?” Kinda looking for a new job, now.
Buzz or Howl
I just remembered the time I sold all my laser discs to afford a camping trip up the coast… anyway, Minutemen’s Buzz or Howl Under the Influence of Heat (1983 for those keeping score), is by far, in my humble opinion, the rawest non-single release from the San Pedro trio. Considered an EP, she contains 9 tracks, chief among them Little Man with a Gun in His Hand and I Felt Like a Gringo. There really is no bad place to start when it comes to this genre-bending troop, but if I had to pick, I’d say leave the 45-track Double Nickles on the Dime for a later adventure, and pick up Buzz or Howl.
Saint Dominic’s Review
An acoustic guitar on the solemn steps of some mysterious, ancient archway… nicely done, Mr. Morrison. My knowledge of this 1972 masterpiece, Van Morrison’s Saint Dominic’s Preview, is in desperate need of necessary, sponge-like absorbance. It’s been years since I’ve discovered this collection of hits, but I’m far from “knowing” it. All in due time.
Know Your Chicken
Silk screened back cover to Money Mark’s debut 10″ Performing Chicken is a little lost piece of Beastie Boys (related) history that I recently discovered among my mountain of 10″ records this overcast Tuesday morning. From 1994 on Love Kit Records / Fido Speaks Music, Performing Chicken is classic, groovy downbeat with a bit of modern Latin flair. This mini-album is just the perfect tone and length for summer afternoon strolls to the hardware store for nubbins, or a quick trip to Kwik Trip for bagged milk. I’ve not heard anything that Mark Ramos-Nishita has touched that I haven’t fallen in love with, and I encourage you to give it a spin on your next trip to Jewish deli for turkey pastrami.
Glenn Miller Mondays
I’ve been thinking of establishing “Glenn Miller Night” at the local listening hole. Perhaps this could pair with a vintage dish from an old 1950’s cookbook we have laying around. Chicken Liver Omelette or Giblet Pie would complement Moonlight Serenade adequately, don’t you think?
When Perfect isn’t Enough
Strongly considering becoming an Anaheim Angles fan after what the Los Angeles Dodgers did tonight, though it pains me to say… to no end. Lucky for me, I’m a Milwaukee Brewers fan, and have no need to worry about any of our low budget pitchers throwing a perfect game, something that has only been done 23 times in Major League Baseball history… each team plays 162 games a year, just in case you forgot. Wishing you many, many sleepless nights, Dave Roberts.
33-210 MONO
As a break-off from Atlantic Records back in 1955, Atco Records served as home to non-soul / jazz / blues records throughout the early 1960’s and 1970’s, most notably Cream, Vanilla Fudge, Tim Hardin, and an early 1961 Beatles 7″ featuring Tony Sheridan (though some sources claim 1964). Before turning focus to mid-1970’s hard rock, Atco released catalog no. 33-210, which just so happens to be Tim Hardin’s earliest recordings (1963-ish), This is Tim Hardin. If the catchy logo doesn’t grab ya’, the historical significance of this genius’ earliest recordings should be enough to peak some interest, or at the very least, demand a spin on a random Thursday night.
Venus Envy
Fat Wreck Chords’ subsidiary, Honest Don’s Records, was a heavy-spun favorite back in my early college days. Diesel Boy’s Strap on Seven Inch (a 7″, naturally) was my first introduction to the snotty Santa Rosa band, and I’ve been (nostalgically) hooked ever since. Venus Envy is the band’s second studio album, and just arrived on my doorstep. If you know a Don, keep him honest. If you don’t, have your way over here.
88.9
Los Angeles isn’t known for its groundbreaking radio stations, unfortunately, but there is one that, to put it lightly, and without blemish, stands above the less than appealing hoards, 88.9’s KXLU out of Loyola Marymount University. If yesterday’s Big Wednesday by Buffalo Daughter is any indication of this station’s wide scope, and it is, one can not properly prepare (nor should they), but instead, should allow for the unimaginable to spray forth from 88.9 (FM stands for frequency modulation, btw… sorry if you knew). My digital dial to and from work is daily fixed on this magnificent frequency, and I applaud the station’s self-proclaiming, non-commercial approach. It’s refreshing, and informative (don’t Shazam and drive, kids). If you find yourself in LA, tune in. Latin fiesta, aka Alma del Barrio, every Saturday and Sunday from 6 to 6, and the International Voice of Reason (Ivor) Fridays. You’re welcome.
The Last Word
Let’s welcome Tuesday, be it any form that she sees. – Zombie
Monk Business
God bless Newbury Comics, for they’ve produced a 300 white vinyl pressing of the Monks’ (only) album, Black Monk Time. 300 copies, ladies and gentlemen… and they’re still available. Here… you’re welcome.
Brothers and Sisters
My knowledge of The Allman Brothers Band could fill a mid-century Social Studies textbook, assuming said textbook was completely blank. I know nothing of this band outside their infrequently played radio hit, Ramblin’ Man. Acquiring this album because it was (to me) a cover to a They Might Be Giants song, Jessica. Turns out, I had my starting and end points a bit skewed. Brothers and Sisters is fine, casual, late August, early September, autumnal soundtrack fodder, or something of the like.
Homecoming
Happy to welcome my first colored Tim Hardin record into the library. To my knowledge, it’s the only one, and a German pressing to boot. Titled The Homecoming Concert, this live performance was recorded in the songwriter’s home town the same year of his untimely death, and is rumored to have been his last live performance, though, the jury is still out on that claim.
A Quickie at the Kitty
Had a quickie at the Kitty on her last night. Sigh… This shot was taken on her last Punk Rock BBQ. Watt are you doing?! (a bit of Minutemen humor) I won’t say she was my favorite bar, but she was, by far, the best bar in Los Angeles. You, and the memories you’ve provided, will be sorely missed.
Bring it on Home
We’ve been sucked into the British Invasion vortex these past few weeks. A relatively calming and energetic state to find oneself, all things considered. On tonight’s rotation is the third studio album from Newcastle’s own, The Animals. Featured here is the 1965 US release on MGM Records titled, Animals Tracks, and as the cover boasts, contains their biggest set yet, but, you tell me… We Gotta Get out of This Place, Bring it on Home to Me, The Story of Bo Diddley, Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood, and Bury My Body. Personally, I don’t feel the self-promoting cover claim is anything outside of hot-damn accurate.
D-E-S-T-R-O-Y
There are some that will say that the best one-two punch-in-consecutive, one-two-tracks-on-an-album are something Zeppelin, or Beatles related. To them, this disclaimer is (likely) not accurate. For me, and mine, the KO comes from either RFTC’s Scream, Dracula, Scream!, or George Thorogood’s George Thorogood and the Destroyers. Find this out for yourself, I suppose.
Take Five
… or a bit more, use your discretion.
Obsession 2.0
Don’t order yours until I’ve ordered mine, cool? Cool.
The Prudent Groove 