Saturday, November 18, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #601
Sat, November 18, 2017 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #601.237!
Jay Semko – Jay Semko (Busted Flat) :: Wherein
Jay uses his emotive voice to ably express these eleven country cautionary tales of life’s up and downs. Bonus points
for writing the greatest cross-border breakup song ever, the humorously hurtin’ “Before You Leave Canada.”
– Cope (Marine Parade) :: The solid song structures of Nine Inch Nails solidly anchored by the squawky bloop
’n’ blorpy synthesizer sounds of vintage Eno. If you liked the hyperkinetics of Pretty Hate Machine but
hated the tepid languor of Another Day On Earth, then this one’s for you.
– Perfecto Vegas (Thrive) :: Lisa Lashes may be the heaviest hardcore DJ in the world and Jeff Mills may be
the most psychotically hypnotic, but this double dose of mellow beats shows you why Oakenfold is the tranciest tripper of
The Jezabels – Dark Storm (self released) :: A good EP will quickly make its mark
and leave you reeling in its wake while a lesser full length album is just trying to get traction—and this EP is better
than just good. From the elegantly beguiling water front cover of a water wading woman to the passionate music and literate
lyrics within, it’ll have you smitten with its heartfelt emotion and strength. Wordier than Patti Smith and whoopier
than Lene Lovich, this is one teaser that has me eagerly anticipating the inevitable long player.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF
THE WEEK: The Flowers Of Hell – “O” (Optical Sounds) :: The essence of all criticism
can be boiled down to the one line that stranded spaceman David Bowie says at the end of The Man Who Fell To Earth.
Having recorded an album of literally unearthly sounds that he hopes his wife will hear in outer space when it’s played,
a boozed-up Bowie is confronted by Rip Torn who says that he heard the alien-sounding record and didn’t like it. Bowie’s
reply: “I didn’t make it for you.”
Well, the Flowers Of Hell made this album for me. I’m its target audience and
you are too if you’re addicted to dreamy minimalist drone music as expertly exemplified by such album as: Terry
Riley’s Persian Surgery Dervishes; Eno’s Discreet Music; Gavin Bryars’ The Sinking
Of The Titanic; and Tony Conrad’s Outside The Dream Syndicate, to name only a few of my own personal favorites.
During its languid 45
minute length, “O” will evoke all of these albums as treated guitars, violin, trumpet, cello,
double bass, drums, percussion, flute, chimes, organ, and baritone sax coalesce to sculpt a seamless sonic soundscape that
will transport your mind deep into an inner realm which records rarely seek to reach these days.
And, in the best value an ambient
enthusiast is going to find these days, “O” is issued on a double layer disc whose flip side DVD includes a 5.1
mix, hour long concert film, plus bonus live performances.
Now that’s what I call a sustained release.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, November 11, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #600
Sat, November 11, 2017 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #600.234!
Mudvayne – Mudvayne (Epic) :: Visually, the
artwork appears blank unless seen under a black light. Musically, the disc should’ve been left blank too.
Roth – “Blacklight” (Wawazat!) :: You see?
Bill Dana –
My Name...José Jiménez (Kapp) :: You see?
– Midnight Memphis Sun (Northern Blues) :: Did I hear a hint of Pat Boone in JW’s voice on this bloozified
country twanger? Lemme go play it again; I’ll be right back.
Pat Boone – In A Metal
Mood: No More Mr. Nice Guy (Hip-O) :: I bet Tony Bennett wishes he had Ronnie James Dio and Ritchie Blackmore
sitting in on one of his swingin’ sessions!
JW-Jones – Midnight Memphis Sun
(Northern Blues) :: Indeed I did!
Dan Mangan – Nice, Nice, Very Nice (File Under: Music)
:: As nice as this gentle romp is, wouldn’t it be nicer if Canada’s answer to Kevin Ayers could now find his Canucklehead
counterparts to Cale, Nico, and Eno?
Kevin Ayers – “Falling In Love Again”
(Island) :: Exactly!
Hadouken! – For The Masses (Surface Noise) :: The cover sticker
claims that this one contains “The Prodigy’s energy” but it’s just a monotonous retread of Liam Howlett’s
brainchild without a single shred of originality. Now you know why the band’s name translated into in English means:
“Bland Theft Audio!”
Peter Bjorn – Living Thing (Sony) :: Track one is awash
with a pale pallet of minimal synth sounds and handclaps. Track two introduces the drum machines. Track three, well, you get
Dusty Rhodes And The River Band – Palace And Stage (Side One Dummy) :: Don’t
let the band name fool you ’cause this ain’t no country hoe-down, it’s an ambitious aural production that’s
reminiscent of ELO-down.
Vienna Teng – Inland Territory (Zoë) :: Is this
the richly complex imaginary soundtrack to a silent film or a foreign film? Either way, it’ll provide
you with a wealth of mental images that’ll last a lifetime. Close your eyes and see for yourself.
Mingus – Epitaph (Eagle Eye) :: This two hour excursion into the depths of tuxedoed symphonic avant
jazz is boring to watch but an excellent aural delight if you pass on the visuals and just play it as an audio disc.
– The Life And Artistry Of Lady Day (MVD Visual) :: Stacked & Smacked is more like it.
Feathers – Fantasy Of The Lot (Sparks) :: Hysterically tinged melodrama that dresses like a New Wave
queen but kicks like a ’80s synthpop mule.
Geoff Berner – Klezmer Mongrels (Jericho Beach) :: If you can’t say anything good about a song called “Half
German Girlfriend” with lyrics like: “The Nazi and the Orthodox Jew would both be disgusted if they knew about
the dirty things we do,” then don’t say anything at all.
Blue Ash – No More, No Less (Collectors’ Choice) :: This debut album from 1973 interprets
the mid-’60s Who, right down to the guitar and drums, with pop songs that are more tightly focused than most complete
Who albums from that early era, along with a dash of Badfinger thrown in for good measure.
Emma-Lee – Never Just
A Dream (Special Agent) :: This singing songstress does it all with a switch-hitting style that runs the gamut from languid
piano blues to bouncing bossa nova to jazzy horned-up swing. She emotes earthily and wails wildly, but can she rock?
Batusis – Batusis (Smog Veil) :: Holy misunderstanding! At first
I thought this was some kinda Adam “Batusi” West tribute album! Then I took another look and discovered that it’s
a four track EP by Cheetah “Dead Boy” Chrome and Sylvain “Sylvain” Sylvain that’s gotta lotta
grungy guitar! Holy overdose!
Kele Fleming – World In Reverse (Tin Forest) :: Don’t let
the ambiguous name fool ya ’cause Kele’s a she and she’s got the kind of powerful high ululating voice that,
in my world, would be screamin’ out maximum amped rock ’n’ roll just like Grace Slick used to do—so
you can imagine just how expressive and impressive Kele sounds singing her own insightfully sensitive songs from behind an
The Black Pacific – The Black Pacific (Side One Dummy) :: I dunno; sounds like a
double time thrashmo version of Marilyn Manson, whadda you think?
The New Czars – Doomsday
Revolution (Samson) :: Now that the Ramones are ancient history, these wannabe revolutionaries are D-U-M-B enuff to think
that the coast is clear for them to steal the Gabba Four’s patriotic American eagle logo without anyone noticing—which
only proves that they’ve been snorting too much Carbona. At least they have the common decency to record an album of
Steve Miller meets ZZ Top hard-edged power pop puds instead of the expected “1-2-3-4!” knock-offs, but still...
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Kate Reid – I’m Just Warming Up (self released) :: With song titles
like “The Only Dyke At The Open Mic” and “Emergency Dyke Project,” you can probably guess which side
of the swingin’ gate country singin’ Kate is straddling. She’s got a brain as big as her heart and a good-natured
sense of humor that’s even bigger. But don’t let her cheerful chirpy voice fool ya ’cause Kate’s nobody’s
fool, nuh uh. That’s why she prefaces each set of lyrics in the booklet with insightful little explanations and relevant
bits of advice like: “In mainstream pop culture, lesbianism is becoming a marketing tool to reach male audiences. Not
Of course Kate’s right but, what with me bein’ a guy who still harbors eleventh hour Honor Blackman conversion
fantasies, I’m not ashamed in the least to admit that talkin’ tales like “Ex-Junkie Boyfriend” and
“Truckdriver” made me fall head over heels for her.
Marlene Dietrich – “Falling
In Love Again” (Decca) :: Can’t help it.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, November 4, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #599
Sat, November 4, 2017 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #599.233!
SIZZLING SOUL PLATTER OF
THE WEEK: Phil Collins – Going Back (Atlantic) :: I know good music when I hear it and
on Going Back what I hear is Brother Phil skillfully interpreting a whole funky mess of Motown classics from “Jimmy
Mack” to “Papa Was A Rolling Stone.”
It’s a welcome change of pace from the days
when a scam artist like Mick Jagger could get away with hacking out inauthentic rubber soul covers like his mugging versions
of “Going To A Go-Go” and “Harlem Shuffle”—and don’t get me started on that leering
violation of “Dancing In The Streets” that he committed with David Jones. Compared to such base vulgarities, it’s
obvious that Brother Phil’s nuanced and righteously respectful vocals were just made for mature Motown material
such as “(Love Is Like A) Heatwave” and the reverse parenthetical “Uptight (Everything’s Alright).”
Granted, to the
untrained ear, some of these inner city songs may sound pretty white. But so is Brother Phil; what can I tell you?
Jones – “Daddy’s Song” (Head) :: Exactly!
Glass – At Swim Two Birds (Plant) :: This suavely smooth selection of synth-soaked songs
initially evokes dissipated memories of latter day Japan ennui and Roxy languor before phase shifting into a solid electro
barrage of modern day dance beats which sound like any day Telex whimsy. Bonus points for actually recording a song called
“Heavy Disco” in 2010.
Telex – “Moskow Diskow”
(Virgin) :: Exactly!
Katherine Wheatley – Landed (The Hoot Music
Company) :: Not since Sparks’ Indiscreet has there been such an amusing airplane crash album cover—landed,
geddit?—but the yucks stop there because this is one country record that’s no laughing matter. Inspirational verse:
“I’m not the murdering kind, but killing you is on my mind. I’d have made a very fine wife, I’m good
and ready to bury this knife.”
– “Wild Women With Steak Knifes” (Mute) :: Exactly!
– To Make It Make Sense (self released) :: I’m sure Ariana would never agree that her sensitive socially-conscious
acoustic music is of the neo-psychedelic ilk, but that’s exactly what it is—and to make sense of that,
all y’gotta do is listen to the first track “Blueberry Ocean” and then stick around for such additional
under-the-influence excursions as the Dylanary “Be A Man” and the watery Badalamentistic atmospheric reflections
of “Agent Orange.”
Jadea Kelly – Eastbound Platform
(self released) :: Jadea manages to whip up a good head of steam on the opening track “Never Coming Back” which
musically has all the verve ’n’ swerve of—I kid you not—a Zeppelin outtake circa 1969. Then she regretfully
reverts to type by inexplicably settling down for the remainder of the record, thereby derailing the disc for its duration.
Next time around, somebody oughtta tell her to play to her strengths and get the Led out.
– Steamboat Annie (Mushroom) :: Not that much Led.
OF THE WEEK: Marco Benevento – Between The Needles And Nightfall (Royal Potato Family)
:: Aided and more than ably abetted by Reed Mathis on bass and Andre Barr on percussion, quirky keyboardist Marco serves up
eleven excellent eclectically inventive electro acoustic instrumental essays which evoke aural ambient echoes of earlier like-minded
albums, none more so than Paul McCartney’s McCartney and Nash The Slash’s Bedside Companion.
Morgan – Alliterative Run On Sentences (Media Blackout) :: I am the greatest!
Clay – I Am The Greatest (Columbia) :: Exactly!
Cringe – The Cringe (Listen) :: Exceptionally intelligent power pop that oughtta be spinnin’
on your turntable right now if you’re half as smart as you think you are. The subtle glam rock underpinnings
only reinforce my feeling that this one sounds as if it originally came out on vinyl in the mid-’70s—and if it
had, I woulda worn out my copy in a week.
Meatdraw – fin du monophone
(self released) :: Bonus points for coming up with a cool cross of ’80s syntho Europop that gives lip-service to John
Foxx’s Ultravox and hip-service to the aforementioned U.S. Mael’s Sparks. Points deducted for having an album
title that’s not in English.
Caracol – L’arbre Aux Parfums
(Gross Maman) :: Doesn’t anyone speak English anymore?
– “Sverige” (EMI Sweden) :: I guess not.
David Lee Roth
– “Loco Del Calor!” (Warner Bros. Spain) :: Okay, you made your point.
Rolling Stones – “Con Le Mie Lacrime” (Decca Italy) :: Alright, enough
The Beatles – “Komm, Gib Mir Deine Hand”
(Parlophone Germany) :: Shut up!
Kraftwerk – “Die Mensch-Maschine”
(Kling Klang) :: Oh, I give up.
SIZZLING SUPERSIZED PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Matt Anderson
– Live From The Phoenix Theatre (Busted Flat) :: “What’s all this about me being the Orson Welles
of rock?” Meat Loaf once asked me, after I’d made the not-too-subtle suggestion to his songwriting foil Jim Steinman
that, well, Meat Loaf was the Orson Welles of rock.
“The great thing about Orson Welles
is the combination of power and brilliance,” said Steinman, which is exactly how I feel about Matt Anderson’s
musical largess—and, as it turns out, so does Mr. Anderson, what with him singing self-deprecating songs like “One
Size Never Fits” and having a website indelicately dubbed “Stubby Fingers.”
Now it’s no
secret Matt’s one hell of a barn-burnin’ guitarist, but I gotta tell ya that it’s his bravura vocals that
steal the show from start to finish. F’rinstance, his unearthly wails on “I Play The Fool For You” are so
utterly uncanny that he’ll have you giving your speakers a well-deserved double take. But whether he’s essaying
ballads or blues, Matt always sings ’em with a deep-seated soulfulness and bottomless depth of emotion that’s
always backed up by his good-natured personality.
That’s why, just like the man himself, Matt Anderson’s Live
From The Phoenix Theatre is larger than life and even harder to overlook. Now who you gonna believe: me or your own ears?
Kaye – The Ballad Of Cat Ballou (Capitol) :: Oh, what an episode!
Saturday, October 28, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #598
Sat, October 28, 2017 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #598.235!
Bud Abbott & Lou Costello
& Lénore Aubert – Abbott And Costello Meet Frankenstein
(Universal) :: Folks, they just don’t write ’em like this anymore:
LOU: I hurt my poor little head.
BUD: Get up and go to
work! That is, if your head doesn’t bother you too much.
LÉNORE: His head is all right.
BUD: Is it? But is your
head all right?
BUD: Frankly, I don’t get it.
LÉNORE: And frankly, you never will.
Robinson & Boris Karloff – Five Star Final (First National) :: In 1931, the same
year that Eddie G. made Little Caesar and Boris made Frankenstein, the two teamed up for this seldom-seen
newspaper melodrama that’s worth the price of admission alone just for the scene in which a cynically bemused Robinson
looks up at a ghastly grinning Karloff and says: “You’re the most blasphemous thing I’ve ever seen.
It’s a miracle you’re not struck dead.”
Arch Oboler – Drop Dead!
An Exercise In Horror! (Capitol) :: If Arch Oboler is remembered at all these days, it’s as the director of such
twonky forays into 3-D filmmaking as 1952’s Bwana Devil and 1966’s The Bubble. But long before
that, beginning for three years in 1936, Oboler was best known as the writer who shocked audiences from coast to coast with
the infamously eerie Lights Out radio program—and in 1962, Oboler recreated some of his most horrific radio
shows for this album which still horrifies today.
Where else can you hear the sickening sound of a man literally being turned
inside out while a hapless witness moans: “...inside out...a man being turned...inside out...” before
suffering the same fate himself. But of all the episodes that Oboler recreates, none are more legendary than the 1937 tale
of a lab-tampered chicken heart that grows exponentially until it finally consumes the entire world. It’s no laughing
matter...or is it?
Bill Cosby – “Chicken Heart” (Warner Bros.) :: You
bet it is—and on this twelve and a half minute track from his 1966 album Wonderfulness, Cos does a
literally hysterical take on hearing Oboler’s Lights Out episode as a child, complete with the original radio
show’s archetypical thumpthump sound effect of the tell tale heart. You’ll laugh so hard you’ll
Nine Inch Nails – Broken (authorized download) :: After originally
circulating for decades as a visually deficient nth generation VHS bootleg, Trent Reznor finally uploaded this affluently
filmed pre-Saw torture porn companion to NIN’s Broken EP for anyone to download and burn to disc.
The killing joke being that, due to the high quality of the new digital format being so perfectly pristine, it’s the
muddy old videotape version that’s now scarier by default because it literally looks as if it did come straight
from a psychopath’s abode.
Esa-Pekka Salonen – Bernard Herrmann: The Film Scores
(Sony Classical) :: Decades ago I had an obscure import copy on vinyl of Herrmann conducting his own score for Hitchcock’s
Psycho. I don’t have that album anymore, but this 1996 recording of Salonen conducting the Los Angeles Philharmonic
is such an uncanny note for note recreation that anyone who has Herrmann’s soundtrack memorized won’t find a single
auditory flaw. Plus, Salonen also recreates the soundtracks for Hitch’s North By Northwest, Vertigo,
Marnie, Torn Curtain, and The Man Who Knew Too Much as well as Herrmann’s cruisin’
for a bruisin’ “Night-Piece For Orchestra” score for Scorsese’s Taxi Driver.
Alwyn – The Franz Waxman Score: The Bride Of Frankenstein (Silva Screen) :: And if you’re hooked
on hearing classic Universal Monster movie soundtracks, then look no further than this 1993 recording of the Westminster Philharmonic
Orchestra recreating Waxman’s classic score. You can argue until you turn blue about which of Whale’s two Frankenstein
films were the best, but if there’s a general consensus that it’s the second, then you can bet that Waxman’s
music had a lot to do with it—and if you don’t believe me, just read the liner notes to see what Whale himself
told Waxman’s son John in 1957.
William T. Stromberg – The Monster Music Of Hans J.
Salter & Frank Skinner (Marco Polo) :: Wherein arranger John Morgan digs deep into the Universal Studios Music Department
archives and comes up with the original sheet music for The Wolf Man, Son Of Frankenstein, and The Invisible
Man Returns, plus rare unused cues. The result, thanks to Stromberg conducting the Moscow Symphony Orchestra, is another
album of excellent audio recreations. So excellent, in fact, that the original “Universal Signature” logo themes
are faithfully reproduced for each film, varying in composition and length between fourteen and seventeen seconds. Now that’s
accuracy above and beyond the call of duty.
Basil Gogos – Famous Monster Movie Art Of Basil
Gogos (Vanguard Productions) :: Gogos was the greatest living monster movie painter and this colorful comprehensive
book shows you how he single-handedly redefined the entire genre, from FJA’s Famous Monsters to Rob Zombie’s
Hellbilly Deluxe. Add in dozens of rare pencil illustrations and vintage magazine pieces and you’ve got one
of the greatest graphic art volumes extant!
SCARY PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Boris Karloff – An Evening
With Boris Karloff And His Friends (Decca) :: Back in the day when there was no home video, the only way you could get
to watch an old Universal monster movie was on television during the late show, where it was listed as a “melodrama”
in TV Guide. Or, you could put on this 1967 Forrest J Ackerman-produced platter and let Uncle Boris walk you through
audio clips from Frankenstein, Bride Of Frankenstein, Dracula, The Wolf Man, and others.
But what makes this disc worth hearing
is Karloff’s good-natured animated delivery of Forrey’s script, as when he follows up Bramwell Fletcher’s
mad cackle in The Mummy that “He went for a little walk!” by sonorously intoning: “Yes, I went
for a little walk—and in that year and in years soon after in The Old Dark House, The Back Cat, and The
Raven, I went for other little walks that somehow always panicked people. And then, in 1935, I met...”
Well, go hear it for yourself—that
is, if you can dig up a copy...
Be spooking you!
Saturday, October 21, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #597
Sat, October 21, 2017 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #597.232!
Mike Evin –
Good Watermelon (Just Friends) :: Just like the first song “Great Pop Song” shows, Mike Evin plays tribute
to the tinny transistor radio tradition of Top Ten bliss. Powered by a jing-janglin’ piano, happy hippie handclaps and
chirpy chick backing vocals, the resultant pseudo-Gospel proceedings are both exhilarating and exalted in a charmingly naïve
way not heard since early Runt-era Rundgren. Go ahead. Ignore him.
Kelly Joe Phelps – Western
Bell (Black Hen) :: He’s got a name like an old jazzbo stringer and a mug like an old Waitesbo singer but inside
the sleeve this acoustic guitar slinger has woven a thoughtful instrumental album.
– Everything Is Real (Boompa) :: The cover sticker says “the title track is (sic) rollicking 3 minute
classic reminiscent of late 70’s New York punk” but that’s a (very sic) rollicking three line lie written
by some promo bumpkin who’s obviously too young to have lived through late ’70s New York punk to know what they’re
talking about—which does a disservice to Stagger Lee’s latest album of pop country tunes. Trust me: if this sounded
anything even remotely like Unca Lou or David Jo, I’d know.
Howling Bells –
Radio Wars (Nettwerk) :: England’s long-lost missing link between Juju and A Kiss In The Dreamhouse.
Anti-Flag – The People Or The Gun (Side One Dummy) :: This anti-Obama album reflects
a refreshing return to their raucous roots. A portion of the sales will be donated to Amnesty International but don’t
let that socialist sop stop you from counting up this spare Clashian change that you can really believe in. What’s
that you say? They’re not anti-Obama? They just rage against the machine that pulled his puppet strings? Uh
– This Is Danko Jones (Aquarius) :: He walks into the room with a record in his hand. He plays it on the turntable
and you ask: “Who is that man?” I’m here to tell ya so you’ll understand: this is one Mr. Jones who
knows what’s happenin’ baby—and this fifteen track, thirteen-year spannin’ compilation of hellacious
hard rock ’n’ roll will have your bouncin’ brainpan borin’ huge holes in your noggin!
– Adios… (13th Planet) :: This political polemic is about as humorously heavy as heavy humor gets these
days and it’s a fitting epitaph for one of rock’s more rebellious rabble-rousers. Points deducted for (1) partially
lifting the record title from the last Ramones studio album; and (2) not including “Jesus Built My Hot Rod” so
that they could cleverly call this live set: Let’s Hit The $#!%in’ Road.
– PMRC (Parential Warning) :: Sorry.
The End Is Not The End – House Of Heroes (Gotee)
:: And, in the end, they’re being compared to The Beatles but using a Rigbyish string section doesn’t even make
them a not so Badfinger. Points deducted for still putting a hidden “bonus track” on an album—and who started
that stupid trend, anyway?
The Beatles – “Her Majesty” (Apple)
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK Watermelon Slim – Escape From The Chicken Coop (Northern
Blues) :: The back cover shows a big rig’s rear with a bumper sticker that reads “HOW’S MY SLIDE PLAYING?
1-866-540-0003” so I’m here to stick my finger in the hole and dial up an endorsement that this is Slim’s
best record yet—and if the title “Gone Dead Train” means anything to you, then you’ll dig where he’s
headed. Bonus points for slingin’ a hot hash duet with Jenny Littleton.
Big Black – “The
Power Of Independent Trucking” (Touch And Go) :: A chicken in every port.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, October 14, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #596
Sat, October 14, 2017 | link
MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #596.231!
Lanz – Liverpool: Re-imagining The Beatles (Moon Boy) :: Shrewdly
eschewing the cloying saccharine sentimentality that mars most Beatle tribute records, pianist Lanz and his band exhibit a
thoughtful jazz-tinged sensibility that sees original melodies tastefully blended into lush new realms of atmospheric sound
such as “Because I’m Only Sleeping” and “Rain Eight Days A Week.” Add on a couple of sublime
Fab-inspired originals and you’ve got an exceptional album the likes of which either Creed Taylor or Manfred Eicher
would’ve been proud to have released during their CTI and ECM heydays.
Fred – Go God Go
(Sparks) :: What if George Harrison’s Beatles had been an ’80s pop band instead of a ’60s pop band?
Yakuza – Of Seismic Consequence (Profound Lore) :: If you’re
looking for a one way doom ’n’ gloom excursion that’ll leave you stranded out where the busses don’t
run, then this is the prog metal album for you. It surprisingly surpasses all aural expectations by fusing ominous ambient
atmospherics with mournful midnight mass saxophones and bone powdering guitar. Season with echoing vocals that evoke the best
of Kyuss’ John Garcia and the Obsessed’s “Wino” Weinrich and you’ve got a recipe for disaster—literally.
Please, sir, I want some more.
Matt And Kim – Grand
(Red Ink) :: What if John Catto’s Diodes had been an ’80s synth art rock band instead of a ’70s punk art
Dance Party – Touch (Hell Ya!) :: It sure didn’t take me long to realize that
this is a hip hybrid of The Time’s frail-chasin’ masculinity and the Rolling Stones free-basin’ femininity
back when they were going through their pansy sailor suit and trawled on makeup phase—or am I thinkin’ of the
New York Dolls after they went Commie? Either way, this outrageous oral extravaganza is a smart ’n’ sassy synth-soaked
power pop pastiche of disco-dancin’ pud-poppin’ bathroom bliss.
Sevendust – Cold
Day Memory (Asylum) :: Melodic melodies and three part harmonies inharmoniously merge with malodorous Drano-drinkin’
vocals. File under: Crosby, Stills, Nash & Kilmister.
Great Lake Swimmers – Lost Channels
(Weewerk) :: According to the front cover promo sticker, Mojo mag says this is “Ambient Zen Americana” but that’s
an ignorant lie by a rag that reviews too many records for its own good. I know ambient when I hear it and this ain’t
it unless you consider folk songs sung by a Neil Young impersonator Music For Fairports.
– Lady Luck (Nettwerk) :: Maybe I’m dreaming, but on tracks like “It’s Time” and “A
Chance” she sounds like a female Eno doing her own airy side two of Before And After Science. Then again, maybe
I gotta lay off them pickles and ice cream before I go to bed.
The United Steel Workers Of Montreal
– Tree On The Tree (Weewerk) :: They’ve got the greatest band name since the Reverb Mofos and they’ve
got the greatest album cover since Jeff Beck’s Guitar Shop. Then how to explain that, instead of muslin-bleachin’
metal, I get wonky banjo-pickin’ shades of Boiled In Lead? Beats me, but I like it.
– Kleerup (Astralwerks) :: Synthesizers! Sequencers! Drone! Need I say more? More!
Brent Randall And Those
Magnificent Pinecones – We Were Strangers In Paddington Green (Endearing) :: If Gilbert O’Sullivan
and Julee Cruise had formed the Asylum Choir instead of Leon Russell and Marc Benno, this might have been the ’luded
The Hundred And Thousands – The Hundred And Thousands (Nettwerk) :: Sounding like
Midge Ure’s Ultravox with a Cheap Trick chaser, this might be the ultimate apex of ’80s Euro synthopop.
Orphans – Yonder (Sparks) :: Unlike a double D divorcee with too much hooch under her heaving halter-top,
this one takes a while to get going. But when it does, it quickly unleashes a sensuous six minute violin-laden instrumental
that quickly kicks into shorter schizo songs with gnarly Aqualung vocals which are loaded with personality—and
I’m all about personality.
Barzin – Notes To An Absent Lover (Monotreme) :: Sensitive
soft-spoken songs about lost love and broken hearts that taps into a sliced open Bryan Ferry vein.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Romi Mayes – Achin In Yer Bones (self released) :: Many moons ago I lauded this
hot hellcat for her last release Sweet Somethin’ Special. Well, she’s back with yet another set of electrified
countrified cautionary tales told from a small town woman’s view. Only this time she seems be in a lot lighter mood,
which is even better—but don’t let your guard down ’cause this is one dangerous dame.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, October 7, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #595
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Zappa – Return Of The Son Of... (Razor & Tie) :: Brown singers
don’t make it.
Matheson – In Vein (I Can’t Read What The Name Of The Record
Label Is Because The Logo Is Printed In Glossy Black Enamel Against An Equally Black Matte Finish) :: Look, I’m all
for artsy black on black Warholian art direction but not when form impedes function, alright? That said, this is a folksy
pop album with rusted edges of insanity that some blind folks might like—but if you can’t read any of the lyrics
or album credits, who will love this lad’s In Vein?
Foreigner – Waited Up Til It Was Light (Nettwerk) :: What we got
here is some erratic experimental pop music the likes of which used to be regularly served up by Stiff and Island. It’s
Jam packed to overflowing with noisy unbridled enthusiasm and joyous burbling Vibrators spunk. Male and female vocals collide
as if they were yanked from an Orson Welles optical soundtrack and guitars wail with a frenzied out of control Buzzcocks aesthetic.
In fact, I haven’t heard such a bracing barrage since Robin Scott’s M. Or is that Howard Devoto’s Magazine?
SIZZLIN’ PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Tim Hus – Hockeytown (Stony Plain) :: It’s that time of year when I start to get a-thinkin’ about
my annual Top Ten list and this joyous upbeat country celebration of what it means to be a prairie-bred Canadian is already
on it, the only question bein’ how high a rankin’ it’ll receive by the end of the year.
Y’see, I spent several of my teenage
summers livin’ on a farm in Prince Albert and some of my adult years residin’ in Saskatoon, so I can testify to
the veracity of such Saskatchewan songs as the two-fisted “Saskatchewan Son-Of-A-Gun” and the culinary-berry “Talkin’
Saskatoon Blues.” But don’t you go thinkin’ that this is some kinda concept album about the land that Dief
The Chief made famous ’cause it ain’t.
Tim rambles from coast to coast to coast on numbers like the rail-rumblin’ “Canadian Pacific,”
the molten-hammerin’ “Hamilton Steel,” the fish-flounderin’ “North Atlantic Trawler” and
the patriotic title track which comes complete with no less a Canadian icon than Foster “He shoots! He scores!”
Hewitt callin’ the play-by-play. “Hockeytown” is poised to become the new unifyin’ Canadian
national anthem, so you can forget all about them playin’ “O Canada” at the next puck drop—and I’ve
attended three Stanley Cup parades in Toronto so I should know.
There’s no mistakin’ that Tim is the heir—and boy is it ever apparent—to the
wood-splinterin’ cowboy singin’ legacy of the legendary Stompin’ Tom Connors. But don’t take my
word for it, just ask Stompin’ Tom yourself the next time you see him and Tim Hus sharin’ a stage.
And after you hear Hockeytown
you’ll know why this is one of the best albums of the year—and Howe!
Be seein’ you!
Saturday, September 30, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #594
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Black Stone Cherry
– Folklore And Superstition (Roadrunner) :: Wherein one of the best hard rock bands in America blends the best
of Aerosmith and Alice in one timpani shredding session.
Anemo – Stentorian (City Canyons)
:: They’ve got the same pop vocal stylings and 4/4 backbeat of Eurythmics with a heapin’ helpin’ of hard
rockin’ Heart. That I didn’t clue in to this initially means that they’ve got their own thing goin’
Bob Dylan – Both Ends Of The Rainbow (MVD Visual) :: Wherein the usual bunch of windbag
wankers expound on Bob’s born again phase—as if the actual records themselves weren’t good enough.
Heads – Any Port In A Storm (Universal) :: These four white guys do echoed dub like it genetically
runs through their veins—and who knows, maybe it does.
Rick Wakeman – Rick Wakeman’s
Grumpy Old Picture Show (MVD Visual) :: Wherein prog rock’s greatest keyboardist hangs up his cape to try his hand
at biographical multi-media stand up comedy—but don’t laugh ’cause he actually manages to pull it off thanks
to his prattle-punctuatin’ piano passages.
Mark Berube & The Patriotic Few – What The Boat
Gave The River (KBM) :: I dunno if Mark Berube ever heard Marc Benno’s Asylum Choir work, but this one sure sounds
like he did, right down to the mix’s schizoid stereo separation.
One Second 2 Late – World
Time Bomb (Red Ink) :: Wherein one of the best hard rock bands in Canada blends the best of old Korn and new Korn in
one bagpipe shedding session.
SIZZLING TV SHOW OF THE WEEK: Jefferson Airplane – Go Ride The Music
(Eagle Vision) :: This live in the studio session originally ran on NET’s Fanfare program back in 1969 and
contains seven full-length songs from the Volunteers era, including a slow vamp on their then-current single “Mexico”
as well as the elusive “Emergency” which was never waxed but remained a live staple—plus an extended barn-burning
throwdown on “Volunteers” itself. Points deducted for Jorma’s ever-present swastika pendant. What a maroon.
Be seeing you!
Friday, September 29, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS ROCK íNí ROLL PHOTOGRAPHS
JEFFREY MORGAN’S ROCK ’N’ ROLL PHOTOGRAPHS
Fri, September 29, 2017 | 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, September 23, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #593
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Comic Book Heroes – Take A Seat (self released)
:: I was gonna say something suitably snide like: “If real superheroes were as lame as these four Supersnipes,
the world would be run by supervillains.” But it turns out I’m only half wrong because, just like the Hawk, they
got enough Whoish power chord trappings to wake me up. Unfortunately, just like the Dove, they also got enough Hagarish power
ballad trimmings to snooze me down.
North Side Kings – Suburban Royalty (I Scream)
:: These screamos write liner notes that brag: “This is the song Ice-T wishes he wrote in place of ‘New Jack Hustler’.”
Ice-T – Home Invasion (Rhyme Syndicate) :: And this is the album the North Side Kings
wish they’d made in place of Suburban Royalty. Yeah, right on.
Fear Nuttin Band –
Yardcore (Bodog) :: Jahve nuttin d’feah bwah dis Korny wrekord widjil leeve
fuh evva indie infuhmmy, mon.
The Notwist – The Devil, You & Me (Domino)
:: Love their way, they’re the new Psychedelic Furs!
Bad Luck Charms – Bad Luck Charms
(I Scream) :: I scream, you scream, we all scream for this slovenly hard rock cross between the New York Dolls and Wild Man
Keaton Simons – Can You Hear Me (CBS) :: You’re breaking up.
– Breaking Up Is Hard To Do (Rocket) :: Can you hear me now?
Your Vegas – A
Town And Two Cities (Universal Republic) :: It was the best of Hall & Oates, it was the worst of U2.
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: John Oates – 100 Miles Of Life (Phunk Shui) :: Strangely believe it, this one
sounds a whole lot like DaBo’s Young Americans, which ain’t no insult by a long shot when you consider
that it’s got a similar trifecta of breathy pseudo-soul lead vocals, smooth pseudo-soul background vocals, and slinky
pseudo-soul strings—the only difference being that the erstwhile Mr. Jones never slipped into gritty pseudo-stud David
Lee Roth vocal mode from time to time like pseudo-soul Oates does here.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, September 16, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #592
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Joe Cocker – Bird On A Wire (Eagle Rock DVD) :: Boy, what a difference
a few decades can make, huh? Long after his 1970 Mad Dogs prime, we find the Rotating Rocker in Doucheland backed
by a buncha lanky Eurodisco-dressing dudes ’n’ dudettes. Luckily, his voice is in fine fettle and his hair still
reasonably long, even if he doesn’t paw at it once. Bonus points for belting out a boisterous “High Time We Went.”
Gaalen – Soft Airplane (Flemish Eye) :: When he’s not using an effective falsetto similar to
Bryan Ferry (“Willow Tree”) or a droll mid-range that evokes Neil Young (“Bones Of Man”), he’s
using his own plaintive voice to front a series of oddball Eno-esque pop songs that remain upbeat, despite the mordant subject
Obscured By Clouds – Psycheclectic (Psycheclectic) :: An ambitious prog rock album
where surface-sutured layers of trippy textures and trances melt into ominous simmering swatches of deep-seated psychotronic
sensations before slowly coalescing together again.
Palmyra Delran – She Digs The Ride (Apex East)
:: She begins with a “Wipeout” riff and then shifts into third gear—it’s all right—with a classic
janglin’ guitar-driven groove that manages to stuff a wild surfin’ bird with a beach blanket bikini.
– Dreamtime & Words From The Front (Collectors’ Choice) :: These ’80s solo albums
from Television’s anchorman sound like early herky-jerky Talking Heads in places, but it’s the wonky up-tempo
tracks like “Mr. Blur” and “Present Arrived” that prove it all night like an analog TV set jammed
between channels—and don’t I miss that sound!
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Family Force 5
– Dance Or Die (Tooth & Nail) :: Cheap Trick and Flavor Flav meet the Jacksons and KISS on this utterly
charming album that dares to mix high energy power pop and low brow ghetto funk with a big heapin’ helpin’ of
Teutonictronics lathered thick on top. I haven’t had so much fun listening to an album in days, so ketchup!
Be seeing you!
Saturday, September 9, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #591
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SIZZLING PLATTERS OF THE WEEK: Phil Manzanera – The 801 Series
(Expression/MVD Audio) :: 801 was the Plastic Ono Band of mid-’70s progressive supergroup rock ensembles, a nebulous
ever-shifting central shaft around which revolved some of the greatest English art rock adherents ever: Roxy Music’s
Phil Manzanera, Eno, Andy Mackay, Paul Thompson and Eddie Jobson; 10cc’s Lol Creme and Kevin Godley; Quiet Sun’s
Bill MacCormick; Curved Air’s Francis Monkman; and many others ranging from Tim Finn to Simon Phillips. Now, for your
pleasure, Manzanera has assembled his 801 tape archive into the following four separate live albums, all of which are on his
Expression Records label in the UK which is distributed in the US by MVD Audio.
801 Live :: When it came out in
1976, 801 Live was immediately acclaimed as being one of the greatest sounding live rock albums ever released—and
that goes double now that it’s been reissued in this definitive new expanded dual disc edition. The first platter contains
the original live album augmented by a few numbers, which were left off the original vinyl pressing due to space limitations.
The highlights include blistering versions of songs from Eno’s first three solo albums as well as Manzanera’s
own underrated Diamond Head record. The second disc finds the live album duplicated track for track, only this time
in a studio setting during a rehearsal recorded a few days before the gig.
801 Manchester :: Shortly thereafter, 801
hit the road to support their new studio album—which explains why there’s a surfeit of surefire songs from Listen
Now performed, along with an unexpected Roxy cover that’s literally out of the blue.
801 Live @ Hull ::
Getting back to mono, this excellent audience recording captures the band in a form that’s arguably even fiercer than
on the above-noted sonically superior stereo Manchester tape—which was rabid enough to begin with.
:: If it proves anything at all, this incongruous Latin throwdown proves that Manzanera does not live on art rock alone.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, September 2, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #590
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Caledonia – We Are America (self released) :: I know where this
band of Canuckleheads is coming from when they kvetch about America culturally sucking Canada dry. Sure, they mean it as a
protectionist slam, but I wouldn’t have it any other way—besides, being a good Detroiter, I’m a Vernors
Snooks Eaglin – Baby, You Can Get Your Gun! (Hep Cat) :: Anyone widda moniker like
“Snooks” has gotta be cool but, as you might’ve already guessed, that ain’t his real handle: It’s
Fird, which is even cooler—just like the beyond butane blues-infused scorchers which ignite this reissued 1986 session.
– The Baby Snooks Show (CBS) :: Geddit?
Odis – Feel (Miss Press) ::
Miss Odis regrets how bands these days sound like everyone else. But here’s an admirable exception with a pulse that’s
hard to put my finger on but I’ll sure try: I hear a loud Living Color rock aesthetic at play here, ably augmented by
a Southern sensibility with a playful underpinning of Prince. Too many slushball ballads, though.
– Funny Girl (Columbia) :: Oy vey, baby!
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Chairlift –
Does You Inspire You (Kanine/Columbia) :: I may hate ballads, but I bought this one nevertheless because the sticker
on the front cover claimed that it contained “beguiling heroin ballads, nodding deeply to David Lynch’s Angelo
Badalamenti-scored oeuvre.” Musically, that happens to be true. Vocally, it goes without saying that Caroline Polacheck
is no Julee Cruise—which is understandable. She’s more like a sonorous soporific pop suturing of Beth Gibbons
and Eno—which is unmedicated.
Angelo Badalamenti – Music From Twin Peaks (Warner
Bros.) :: Number one in a field of none.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, August 26, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #589
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Ray Charles – A Message From The People (Concord) :: I don’t
care if the sun don’t shine—but if I hear this flamboyant, cloying, overwrought, terminally maudlin, tear-jerkin’
melodramatic version of “America The Beautiful” one more time, I’m gonna kill something.
– Solidago (New Song Recordings) :: Looking to score? Then match a few candles and play these sensitive songs,
which’ll woo any weepy woman on the rebound. Works for me!
Dee Dee Ramone – History
On My Arms (MVD Visual) :: You’ll wanna buy this Dee-V-Dee for the three filmed documentaries but you’re
gonna keep it for the bonus home-recorded album Dee Dee Blues on which the man who gave us the speaker-shredding “Wart
Hog” redefines abrasive with a monocaustic mind-numbing set that makes Unca Lou’s overdrive antics on “I
Heard Her Call My Name” sound like Jeanine Deckers plucking “Dominique” on downers. Then Dee Dee takes a
well-deserved break to berate his cat while he skillets some eggs for breakfast.
SIZZLING MODERN PLATTER OF THE
WEEK: Ray Charles – Modern Sounds In Country And Western Music: Volumes 1 & 2 (Concord) :: Half
of these two dozen tracks sound like a Jackie Gleason string seduction session while the other half swings in kinetic “And
away we go!” akimbo mode. Mercifully devoid of his usual annoying vocal mannerisms, this is Raymond’s finest auditory
POST-MODERN PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Big D And The Kids Table – Fluent In Stroll (Side One Dummy) :: Chirpy
chicks chirpin’ Linda McCartneyesque backing vocals against a horny horn backing while the suave Romeo upfront sells
you the goods with a punky swagger worthy of a singin’ Stooge in sidewinder Soldier mode. The first song is
called “Doped Up Dollies On A One Way Ticket To Blood,” which tells you all you need to know about how mentally
stable these cool cats are. Add an overflowing side platter of ska slathered with a hot throbbing organ and you’ve got
an album that’s so fulla fun you’ll plotz your pud.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, August 19, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #588
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SIZZLING ROCKUMENTARY OF THE WEEK: Bill Fishman – My Dinner With Jimi
(Rhino Films) :: I’d say that this was the greatest rock ’n’ roll movie ever made—except for the small
fact that my name happens to be on the back cover of every copy of Mayor Of The Sunset Strip saying the exact same
thing. What I can say, however, is that this is the greatest rock ’n’ roll movie ever made about how the Turtles—aka
Mark Volman and Howard Kaylan aka Flo & Eddie—hit it big in America with their 1967 Beatle-bashing mega-smash single
“Happy Together,” and then went to England where they hung out with George, Ringo, Paul, John, Charlie, Brian,
Keith, Bill, Mick, Jim, Frank, Twiggy, Donovan and Hendrix. The screenplay’s penned by Kaylan himself, so you can be
sure that the factual accuracy is spot-on, insofar as drug-addled recollections go. It’s a hell of a hoot and one of
the essentials for anyone who ever had a rock ’n’ roll heart.
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Ted Nugent
– Motor City Mayhem: The 6,000th Concert (Eagle) :: When I reviewed Love Grenade in Detroit’s
Metro Times, I wrote that “the only way Ted could’ve improved this album is if he’d hired Derek
St. Holmes to sing half the songs.” And when I reviewed Sweden Rocks in this column, I likewise opined that
“with any luck, Derek St. Holmes will be back the next time around to keep Nugent’s ego in check.” So you
can imagine my delight that Ted finally got off the pot and brought St. Holmes onstage to sing “Hey Baby” and
“Stranglehold” for this live twofer, which is also available on video, and which was recorded in Detroit way back
when during Theodore’s 4th of July milestone 6,000th performance celebration. Even better, if you watch the companion
video you can actually see Ted lower his wireless mic to give St. Holmes an unimpeded vocal spotlight. Best of all, they can
still sing and play the high notes just like they did back in 1975 on Nugent’s first solo album.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, August 12, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #587
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Broadway Calls – Good Views, Bad News (Side One Dummy) :: You
know I’ve had my share. Well, my woman left home for a brown-eyed man who plays in a generic teenage angst rock band
that should’ve closed out of town on opening night, but I still don’t seem to care.
Lee Harvey Osmond
– Quiet Evil (Latent) :: I guess “John Wilkes Partridge” was already taken, huh?
Orchestra – Mean Everything To Nothing (Favorite Gentlemen) :: Early prissy Bowie meets early pensive
Reznor backed by early primo Page.
Charles E. Caine – The Mayor Of Hell (Warner Bros.)
:: James Cagney may be the star of this 1933 prison flick, but who can deny that good old Charlie Caine steals the show as
Tommy ‘Stupe’ Gorman?
23 Rainy Days – Wonderful Disaster (Radio Active) ::
Their own website describes them as being “Dark Pop Synth Rock” so who am I to argue that they’re wrong—especially
when that happens to be an accurate assessment of this exemplary slice of arch ’80s anxiety.
SHOMOE OF THE WEEK: Jesse James – Jesse James Is A Dead Man (Spike) :: And speaking of past blasts,
here’s one dead man who used to turn me on with a kinetic fury and oddly incongruous laconic Zen-ness that evoked memories
of Raw Power and A Gift From A Flower To A Garden being played simultaneously at full volume. This linear
ancestor to the pistol-packin’ outlaw may look and sound like David Lynch but the death-defyin’ stunts he pulls
off are still worthy of Evel Knievel in his outta-mah-head prime. It also adds more fuel to the argumentative fire that Spike
once was the greatest heavy metal television network casting broads, but not no more.
Be seeing you!
Saturday, August 5, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #586
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Bart Davenport – Palaces (Antenna Farm) :: Burt Bacharach is more
like it and I like it, like it, yes, I do.
Bad Flirt – Virgin Talk (Kartel) :: What’s
to like? How about perky power pop fuelled by fun-filled female vocals, a wickedly witty sense of humor, an enclosed pamphlet
with a suitable-for-autographing poster, and the words “THANK YOU” in huge type on the flip side.
& The Brokeoffs – Dirt Don’t Hurt (Transdreamer) :: Murder-in-the-makin’ songs
like “My 45” show why American slothic lives on this banjofied country hoedown which was recorded with the safety
Deas Vail – White Lights (Brave New World) :: No! Psychedelic Furs meet Yes! Maybe?
Present – El Rey (Manifesto) :: Heavily tremoloed contemporary ’80s angst rock with a Europatina
that says: re-gift.
Rae Spoon – Superior You Are Inferior (self released) :: A woman singing self-penned
songs like “My Heart Is A Piece Of Garbage. Fight Seagulls! Fight!” and “Come On Forest Fire Burn The Disco
Down”? Crazy, man, crazy. Roll over Leonard Cohen and tell Lewis Furey the news.
The Moody Blues
– Live At The Isle Of Wight Festival 1970 (Eagle) :: Prog schlock.
SNIVELING PLATTER OF THE WEEK:
Rhino Bucket – The Hardest Town (Acetate) :: Gee, you’d think that these callow mugs would be
grievously ashamed of slavishly aping AC/DC so blatantly, right? Well, you’d be wrong. Dead wrong. I guess the name
“Vomit Bucket” was already taken, huh?
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Carlos del Junco – Steady
Movin’ (Northern Blues) :: The greatest harmonica player in the world is back with another album that only serves
to further cement his already stellar reputation—and if you think what he does in the studio is jaw-dropping, then you
just gotta see him live to get the full gist of his uncanny ability. Bonus points for writing a clever Canucklehead harp tribute
to the GFOS called “Mashed Potatoes Canada” that loiters with intent on the corner of Good God Boulevard and Hit
Be seeing you!
Saturday, July 29, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #585
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The Black Crowes – Warpaint Live (Eagle Rock) :: I’d never
heard these guys before but after listening to this one, I’m in no hurry to hear them caw again. The first track, “Goodbye
Daughters Of The Revolution,” is a great Exile On Main St. meets the Allman Brothers pastiche, but that’s
exactly why I ended up nodding off halfway through. Whereas Exile served up a surfeit of creative variety, this brash
rehash is nothing but a monotonous one-trick phony that takes fawning sycophantic fanboyism and then shamefully runs it into
the ground—and the fact that they actually stoop to cover “Torn And Frayed” only proves my point. It also
makes me want to play Exile again and forget about this fraud on the run.
Zac Harmon –
From The Root (Northern Blues) :: Avid octogenarian eaters like myself will be able to relate to a smooth snatch-suckin’
song like “The Older Woman” because it’s mmm-mmm, finger-licking good. And although Zac will no doubt declare
that his song ain’t about gettin’ down and rootin’ around in the underground, he’d be wrong because
the cumstomer is always right!
SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Gary Lewis & The Playboys – The Complete
Liberty Singles (Collectors’ Choice) :: How cool is Gary Lewis? He’s the son of Jerry Lewis. He looks like
Supercar’s Mike Mercury. An unreasonable chunk of the songs that he cut were co-written with producer Snuff
Garrett and arranger Leon “Holy Trinity” Russell. He recorded a Kellogg’s Corn Flakes song called
“Doin’ The Flake” that out-milks the Rolling Stones’ Kellogg’s Rice Krispies song,
“Wake Up In The Morning.” But coolest of all is the uncanny spot-on impersonation that Gary does of his dad when
he savages the grisly ballad “Time Stands Still” by singing it in a nasally spastic-retardo voice that out-Jers
Jer. Two discs? Forty-five tracks? All in mono? La la la, nice record!
Jerry Lewis – Jerry Lewis
Just Sings (Decca) :: He’s no Gary Lewis, but who is?
Be seeing you!
Saturday, July 22, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #584
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Dennis O’Neil & Curt Swan – DC Comics Classic
Library: Superman — Kryptonite Nevermore (DC Comics) :: In 1971, definitive Supes artist Swan and definitive
Green Lantern writer O’Neil teamed up to clean up a cluttered iconography by finally putting the kibosh on
a multicolored crutch called Kryptonite. It’s an exciting read that features Clark Kent during his TV reporter phase—a
gig he definitely didn’t dig, which only goes to show that even Superman once had a day job that really sucked.
– Calling Out (Weewerk) :: If Trent Reznor has formed the Velvet Underground, their first unbalanced album
would’ve sounded just like this.
Harvey Kurtzman, Will Elder, Jack Davis, Al Jaffee, and Arnold
Roth – Humbug (Fantagraphics Books) :: After they definitively defined satire for Bill Gaines’
MAD but before they refined it for Hugh Hefner’s Little Annie Fanny, unparallel parodists Kurtzman and Elder
ran rampant for themselves when they published these 11 exceptional issues of comic art anarchy. This two-volume hardcover
box set has been reproduced from the original art and digitally restored to make everything look even better than when it
first came out in 1957. This long-overdue definitive edition of Humbug is an essential slice of satire from the masters
of the genre.
Mother Mother – O My (Last Gang) :: And if Lou Reed had formed Blondie, their first
unbalanced album would’ve sounded just like this.
Ross Andru and Mike Esposito
– Get Lost! (Hermes Press) :: Andru and Esposito were no Kurtzman and Elder, but they sure gave it their best
shot with this short-lived comic book from 1953 that provided some direct competition to MAD—so direct, in fact, that
Bill Gaines tried to sue them out of existence. He lost, but by that time the damage had been done. Now see for yourself what
got Gaines’ goat in this gorgeously restored paperback that collects all three issues.
SATIRICAL PLATTER OF
THE WEEK: Stan Freeberg – “St. George And The Dragonet” (Capitol) :: Three million copies
sold in three weeks in 1953? Hoo-hah, that’s one sizzling single!
Be seeing you!
Saturday, July 15, 2017
JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #583
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MEDIA BLACKOUT #583.216!
Little Stevie Wonder – Tribute To Sister Ray (Blowtown) :: I wish...
PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Isaac Hayes – Juicy Fruit (Disco Freak) (Hot Buttered Stax) :: Hello there, children!
After the well-deserved reaming that I gave the mis-mastered Black Moses last week, I’m pleased to give this
guilty pleasure from 1976 a resounding rave reissue review.
Did I say guilty pleasure? Well, maybe it’s eternally embarrassing
for you to admit but say it loud: I’m a disco freak and I’m proud! My favorite Bowie song? “John, I’m
Only Dancing (Again)”! Roxy Music? “Dance Away”! Rolling Stones? “Miss You”! KISS? “I
Was Made For Loving You”! Lou Reed? “Disco Mystic”! That’s right, while you were sucking in the ’70s
to the plodding puds of Boston and Buffett, I was snortin’ up the sexy sounds of Donna Summer, Pattie Brooks, Gloria
Gaynor, Andrea True, and Amanda Lear.
Now when it came to canvassing the brother contingency, there’s no denying that James Brown hit
the apex of audaciousness when he asked: “Stevie Wonder, do you see those cakes? Brother Ray Charles, I know you see
those cakes!” on his booty call anthem, “For Goodness Sakes, Look At Those Cakes.” But guess who first laid
the groundwork for such “cheekiness” years earlier with this ribald title track rap?
HAYES: Say, Miss, my partner wanna
know somethin’ here. He said that you had the mumps when you were a kid and both your jaw swoll up and they went down
in your chest. Is that true?
MISS: Naw...them wasn’t mumps, them was lumps.
HAYES: Well, I guess you’re tryin’ to tell
me them watermelons in your back pockets too.
MISS: Yeah...y’wanna squeeze?
HAYES: Man, she’s a juicy fruit.
MISS: Yeah ... anybody
wanna stick o’this?
HAYES: Juicy fruit? She got fruits all over!
Supplemented by such smooth sonic seducers as “Music To Make Love By”
and “Lady Of The Night,” this is an ace album of aural arousers that’ll have you pulling out your hatchet
to cut that head until the juices run out!
Be seeing you!