Wednesday, May 2, 2007


Greetings, America.

So I have slowed down with the posting as of late, aside from the bullshit hype and lists. Since my return to OH-IO I have been sliding down a slippery slope of lackluster and so have been trying to avoid rambling about such BS.

Onward we march.

The BrightBlackMorningLight record is actually good, in fact quite good. I avoided it because of the wave of hype that swam ashore and carried them away, but apparently it was deserved. I do have a very soft spot for the Fender Rhodes and a love of ethereal vocals so I knew I would at least enjoy it some. Maybe the extremeness of their hippyster (PS: BJ Tibbs coined that phrase in the BTDATDBS days, motherfuckers owe him royalties) aesthetic (esp in marketing) made me a little skeptical, and understandably so. For we are at the dawn of the new faux-psych era wherein anything ran through 100ms of analog delay by a dude with long hair and a dime bag who claims to love Eno can magically have his NU band thought of as a wunderous work o' trippy (brah) majesty. Then suddenly some girl, who up until a week ago was busy fucking every graffiti dude in sight, hears it on myspace and thinks it sounds "oh so vintage" and she thinks yer headband "is just out of sight" etc etc etc...
But this, of course, none of that... this LP is the real deal.
I first heard it in the Sea Wolf van en route to SXSW in the middle of nowhere Tejas n the middle of the night. I think this set-up helped me just listen and take it in for what it is.
In this case the hype wins.
The piano riff that opens the record could be a Dead Meadow riff, were it not played on piano, and gives way to amazing dreamy vocals and subdued but spot-on drumming. I dig.

The other day Mr. Doug wrote about David Crosby's "If I Could Only Remember My Name" LP and since I have been addicted. It's a beautifully meandering Laurel Canyon work tragedy that should be placed on tape opposite "Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere" and listened to while driving a LONG distance with a head full of whatever you like to put in yer head.
It's a forgotten masterpiece, period.

On Tuesday the Alejandro Jodorowsky DVD box set came out and I spent most of my afternoon attempting to track down a copy and sadly the only place in town with it is a 'Big Box' retailer which was a little of a let down (PS: why doesn't the Wex Store carry new releases when they come out?) but worth the search, obviously. The inclusion of the soundtrack to both El Topo and the Holy Mountain on CD is fucking marvelous (PS: I didn't know Don Cherry co-wrote so much of it), as I have attempted to find a RIP of it with no luck on 'ye olden interweb' a few times. I know there will be enough film nerd (something which I am not) blogging going on about this box so I won't eat up yer eyes with my ramblings on it; however, you no longer have a reason not to get turned on to Jodorowsky, as you can now buy his hot shit jamz at fucking Best Buy.

In closing I ask this:
Has anybody out there know a band that sounds A LOT like Gong, esp after Pierre Moerlen started drumming, BUT is fucking EVIL? If this band does not exist I am going to be required to start it immediately.

Death to false neo-psych!


Doug said...

lists are ok, brother.

1. that bml record really is great. subtle, too long and better for it. really want to see them live.

2. can't wait to see el topo. got the soundtrack from oinks and didn't really dig it as much as holymount's soundtrack, but still i know the movie will be sublime.

3. i've been listening to gong lately and wonderin the same thing...or even if gong ever made an evil record. henry cow, maybe?

mcgob said...

For evil Gong, maybe The World as it is Today by the Art Bears (Henry Cow offshoot)?