Released in the fall of 2012. I'm a little slow to discover it, but definitely a 'best-of' for last year, IMO. Edie Brickell's vocals are excellent. Then there's wonderful jazzy piano parts,addictive sax contributions, some might good trumpet and accordion throughout the tracklist. All wrapped up in toe-tapping and impressive percussion by Steve Gadd, producer and founder of the group. Gosh, I just can't get enough of this. All I can say is, wow!
followed by
The Gaddabouts' debut album from 2011. Can't decide which one I like best. Both equally excellent. Have decided I need them both. Soooo good!
Hear a generous number of songs the songs in their entirety from both Gaddabouts albums on Edie Brickell's website here.
followed by
Solo album released in 2011 within days of The Gaddabouts debut album. Wonderful complement to the above 2 albums.
Do yourself a favor and listen to some of the songs from any of these albums. These are my most recent favorite discoveries, for sure.
After their impressive if unpolished debut, I found "Stations" lacklustre and "Geneva" better but just OK, so I held off on this one for a long time. Not liking the cover art didn't help either. I finally got the 5 tracks that are on Guvera, and I have to say, this one rocks. Great combination of meditative passages and brutal attack.
The trail of crumbs on this one appears to go back to Lowlife via Brighternow. Thanks both, as free samplers go this one is way above average - some really nice music here.
I've been having some fun with Guvera the last couple of days. Just got some Einstürzende Neubauten, a band I've never actually listened to. I may have to wait to give that a listen until my wife isn't around, though. While listening to Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds' debut album last night she about left me. Not exactly an accessible album, that one. She much preferred Let Love In.
Doing some clearing out at home, sorting through a pile of my son's CDs and borrowing a few. This was one of the first heavy bands he got into, and this album has some good songs; brings back memories of car trips learning to listen to his music, and going to see them live once.
Excellent out there psychedelia from the good old Amie days: Seven That Spells - The Men From Dystopia - "'The men from Dystopia' is an unrelenting primordial shake down feast of scorched freak outs, monastic grandeur, fried fret work sublimely melded into a titanic white hot 5 part firmament of brain mulching slow freak psyche that within reveals in Niko Potocnjak a guitarist cut from the same cloth as his talisman and sole inspirational source Makoto Kawabata of Acid Mothers Temple fame (who incidentally appears here applying some masterful and dare we say unworldly things with an electric sitar and hurdy-gurdy) and of whom it can be said has been sun kissed by the drug induced sonic white out spectre of Hendrix.
'The Men from Dystopia' is essentially one elongated suite divided up into 5 parts not so much with a view to relieving you of the endurance levels needed to tackle it head on but no doubt serving as some kind of concerned health warning fearing that a fair few passengers won't make the return journey.
In terms of texture and delivery its closest peer not withstanding the obvious comparisons to AMT are fellow Beta Lactam psych blues overlords Green Milk from the Planet Orange while in recent memory one only needs dip into the more out there moments of Psychic TV's recent 'Hell is Invisible, Heaven is Her/e' to locate a common ally in terms of venturing
Symbiotically threaded together each of the five parts exists in its spatial dimension, picking the baton left by its predecessor its shifts ever steadily with finite precision through the intoxicated states of lysergic flux towards of inner Karma reaching critical mass at 'IV' wherein the intensity and density that has so far been steadily gathering mass, form and dimension up to this point suddenly collides into a mammoth out there skull fuck. From the initial chilled out bliss personas of the ceremonial like spooked soft psyche folk chiming overtures of 'I' sumptuously adrift with key washes all the time adding the component ingredients (cosmika florets and chanting recitals delivered by trappist monks on a bad trip) to the swamping brew. 'II' ups the ante ever so gently incorporating a fixed set kraut throw back groove while decorating the spectacle with mirage like swirls. Yet its 'III' that provides the sets centrepiece, a superbly executed riff rampage - fractured and fried, visceral and volatile - it's a true 16 minute wig flipping freaked out fuzz core experience of barrier decimating proportions. Personally though - for me the albums best moment arrives with 'IV' - a frazzled and chaotic cauldron where for once the psyche-tropic rule book is lashed aside in favour of the unravelling, corrupting and corroding dissipating overtures spliced between nose bloodying tensely equipped drone montages scared by moments of rabid sonic assaults - listen a little closer and it sounds like a hallucinogenic highland fling. 'V' naturally brings everything full circle - the come down - unsettling and eerie the moods and textures evaporating and as with dream like states confused and concussed until the calming influence of the monastic chants bring all to a logical closure."
- Edited from: Beta-Lactam Ring Records - 2007
- No one can write as colourful reviews as the Beta-Lactam guys . . .
As always good to be back, and lots of music to follow up just from this thread alone, without looking at all the others. Congratulations BT, I know what it involves. What next?
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WOW !
Released in the fall of 2012. I'm a little slow to discover it, but definitely a 'best-of' for last year, IMO. Edie Brickell's vocals are excellent. Then there's wonderful jazzy piano parts,addictive sax contributions, some might good trumpet and accordion throughout the tracklist. All wrapped up in toe-tapping and impressive percussion by Steve Gadd, producer and founder of the group. Gosh, I just can't get enough of this. All I can say is, wow!
followed by
The Gaddabouts' debut album from 2011. Can't decide which one I like best. Both equally excellent. Have decided I need them both. Soooo good!
Hear a generous number of songs the songs in their entirety from both Gaddabouts albums on Edie Brickell's website here.
followed by
Solo album released in 2011 within days of The Gaddabouts debut album. Wonderful complement to the above 2 albums.
Do yourself a favor and listen to some of the songs from any of these albums. These are my most recent favorite discoveries, for sure.
On first listen, I feel as if this one has a little less spark than the other two I have by them. We'll see how it holds up.
Empros by Russian Circles
After their impressive if unpolished debut, I found "Stations" lacklustre and "Geneva" better but just OK, so I held off on this one for a long time. Not liking the cover art didn't help either. I finally got the 5 tracks that are on Guvera, and I have to say, this one rocks. Great combination of meditative passages and brutal attack.
Craig
- Can I call you BT ?
See the post in Box Sets to see how this is even possible - these tracks are freaking awesome! This 11 minute jam on Eleanor Rigby is wild.
Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee, Back to New Orleans
Clairvoyants
Camera on a Track
then came
Brown Wing Overdrive
Diamond Road
Free Music Archive
brought up an old gem
Judy Garland
Stormy Weather
spent a half hour with
Henri Pousseur
Parabolics Studies 5
heard
Thee Headcoat Sect
Baby What's Wrong
The Hole Dozen
How Many Times (Must the Piper Be Paid for His Song) - The Walkabouts
sorta missed The Fiery Furnaces and My Brightest Diamond
Snapped back with
John Martyn
Bless This Weather
perfect timing
found out
God Is an Astronaut
Dust and Echoes
heard
The Hidden Hand
Someday Soon
got lost with
Richard Thompson
My Soul, My Soul
enjoyed
Pas/Cal
Little Red Radio
went back in time...
Ry Cooder
Women Will Rule the World
This reminds how lucky I am to find one so capable of doing that
enjoyed The Boggs, Amy Annelle and Chris Brown
my ears perked up again with
Porcupine Tree
Where We Would Be
Spent some time thinking about old friends
Phil Lesh and Friends
I Know You Rider
and finally caught up with
Robert Ashley
The Backyard
(i love being there)
First, congrats to the Dr.
The Decemberists
The Sporting Life
(I love these folks)
Everything Waves Like Cosmic Debris
Oren Ambarchi, Jim O'Rourke & Keiji Haino
Tima Formosa 2
Maurice El Medioni
Ahla Ouassahla
(this album is terrific)
Sugar
Walking Away
Green On Red
This I Know
Jim White
Blindly We Go
Jonathan Richman & The Modern Lovers
Roadrunner
Bob Dylan
Someday Baby
Killing Joke
Hosannas From the Basements of Hell
Andy Stochansky
Wish
and ended here
G!
Craig
Excellent Americana, bluesier, with a little touch of Spiritualized. NYOP at BC
And:
Moody folk infused with a small amount of soul. Gu!
The trail of crumbs on this one appears to go back to Lowlife via Brighternow. Thanks both, as free samplers go this one is way above average - some really nice music here.
Cantaloupe Music 2005
- Awesome stuff !
I've been having some fun with Guvera the last couple of days. Just got some Einstürzende Neubauten, a band I've never actually listened to. I may have to wait to give that a listen until my wife isn't around, though. While listening to Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds' debut album last night she about left me. Not exactly an accessible album, that one. She much preferred Let Love In.
Craig
The Smithereens - Especially for You
G!
Craig
Doing some clearing out at home, sorting through a pile of my son's CDs and borrowing a few. This was one of the first heavy bands he got into, and this album has some good songs; brings back memories of car trips learning to listen to his music, and going to see them live once.
This is great.
Craig
Seven That Spells - The Men From Dystopia
- "'The men from Dystopia' is an unrelenting primordial shake down feast of scorched freak outs, monastic grandeur, fried fret work sublimely melded into a titanic white hot 5 part firmament of brain mulching slow freak psyche that within reveals in Niko Potocnjak a guitarist cut from the same cloth as his talisman and sole inspirational source Makoto Kawabata of Acid Mothers Temple fame (who incidentally appears here applying some masterful and dare we say unworldly things with an electric sitar and hurdy-gurdy) and of whom it can be said has been sun kissed by the drug induced sonic white out spectre of Hendrix.
'The Men from Dystopia' is essentially one elongated suite divided up into 5 parts not so much with a view to relieving you of the endurance levels needed to tackle it head on but no doubt serving as some kind of concerned health warning fearing that a fair few passengers won't make the return journey.
In terms of texture and delivery its closest peer not withstanding the obvious comparisons to AMT are fellow Beta Lactam psych blues overlords Green Milk from the Planet Orange while in recent memory one only needs dip into the more out there moments of Psychic TV's recent 'Hell is Invisible, Heaven is Her/e' to locate a common ally in terms of venturing
Symbiotically threaded together each of the five parts exists in its spatial dimension, picking the baton left by its predecessor its shifts ever steadily with finite precision through the intoxicated states of lysergic flux towards of inner Karma reaching critical mass at 'IV' wherein the intensity and density that has so far been steadily gathering mass, form and dimension up to this point suddenly collides into a mammoth out there skull fuck. From the initial chilled out bliss personas of the ceremonial like spooked soft psyche folk chiming overtures of 'I' sumptuously adrift with key washes all the time adding the component ingredients (cosmika florets and chanting recitals delivered by trappist monks on a bad trip) to the swamping brew. 'II' ups the ante ever so gently incorporating a fixed set kraut throw back groove while decorating the spectacle with mirage like swirls. Yet its 'III' that provides the sets centrepiece, a superbly executed riff rampage - fractured and fried, visceral and volatile - it's a true 16 minute wig flipping freaked out fuzz core experience of barrier decimating proportions. Personally though - for me the albums best moment arrives with 'IV' - a frazzled and chaotic cauldron where for once the psyche-tropic rule book is lashed aside in favour of the unravelling, corrupting and corroding dissipating overtures spliced between nose bloodying tensely equipped drone montages scared by moments of rabid sonic assaults - listen a little closer and it sounds like a hallucinogenic highland fling. 'V' naturally brings everything full circle - the come down - unsettling and eerie the moods and textures evaporating and as with dream like states confused and concussed until the calming influence of the monastic chants bring all to a logical closure."
- Edited from: Beta-Lactam Ring Records - 2007
- No one can write as colourful reviews as the Beta-Lactam guys . . .
Nat King Cole piano, Buddy Rich drums
BC, $5.
As always good to be back, and lots of music to follow up just from this thread alone, without looking at all the others. Congratulations BT, I know what it involves. What next?