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Saturday, June 6, 2015

JEFFREY MORGANíS MEDIA BLACKOUT #473

 

JEFFREY MORGAN’S MEDIA BLACKOUT #473.83!

 

Everlovely LightningheartEverlovely Lightningheart (Hydra Head) :: A single 40-minute track consisting of a tinny piano-cored music box melody that weaves through myriad underwater caverns before cross-fading into a convergent realm of mysterious melodies and concrete sounds in the haunting tradition of Basil Kirchin and Gavin Bryers.

 

The Cinematics – “Break” (TVT) :: I bet the new Bryan Ferry record isn’t half as hip as this glamatronic go-round.

 

Tommy EmmanuelThe Mystery (Favored Nations) :: Finally, the virtuoso acoustic guitar equivalent of Rick Wakeman’s The Six Wives Of Henry The Eighth.

 

Snoop DoggLove Don’t Live Here No More (Atria) :: “Street lit” mah azz. But I can’t find it in me to hate a guy who took his name from Hanna-Barbara’s classic cartoon characters Super Snooper and Doggie Daddy.

 

Pete TownshendHorse’s Neck (Faber & Faber) :: And as Billy Altman astutely pointed out, Cyrano nicked his guitar smashing act from Hanna-Barbara’s classic cartoon character El Kabong—aka “Queeks Draw” McGraw.

 

Desi Arnaz – “Babalu” (Desilu) :: Baba Looey, geddit?

 

Roman CandleThe Wee Hours Review (V2) :: Springstonesish anthemic storytelling rock. Bonus points for having a guitarist named Nick Jaeger. Really.

 

The FlintstonesThe Original TV Soundtracks! (Colpix) :: Didja know that back in the early ’60s, a half century before the luxury of complete season DVD box sets, Columbia released a series of long-playing original soundtrack albums of Hanna-Barbera’s most popular cartoon shows?

 

Keith Richards – “I Could Have Stood You Up” (Virgin) :: He had a gay old time. Really; listened to the lyrics lately?

 

SIZZLING PLATTER OF THE WEEK: Milky WaysMilky Ways (Alive) :: Back in punk’s halcyonic heyday, I used to spend every night lurching from one dingy, rat-infested hellhole to another, listening to a buncha snotbox bands who sounded just like these wonderfully wasted kids. So if you like your rock served raw with a side order of primitive cool, you’re gonna love these guys ’n’ dolls to deaf, ’cause these Milky Ways ain’t no Milky Duds—and that’s nothing to Snickers at.

 

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