The sound of 60s pop maturing to the point just before it began to either take itself too seriously or split into cartoons and bubbles.
Sort of like a summer afternoon through mystery tour McCartney goggles.
The fading buzz and color of the late 60s combined with a young 70s promise of pop as a power source.
Byrd song harmonies and Pretty Thing parachutes soar and float on the windmill wings of psych stained Who chords.
The bass pops and snaps like fat on a hot griddle dance floor, funking big city grease over the lean sizzle of the muscular, mid-western blues rock.
Nothing new or particularly original, but guaranteed to rattle the hag of your next ennui.
jazz sass meets funk strut as briskly bopping sax and the surefooted bump and thump of bass and drum get together for some lively debate and concert at the Velvet lounge in D.C.
damn good stuff
Currently $2. I'm giving it a listen at the moment. Pretty straight forward "indie rock" that is obviously strongly influenced by bands like Arcade Fire and Radiohead. They've got enough talent here though that I think it's a $2 well spent.
Funky blue soul of rock and roll served hot on guitar, garage and gravel by Memphis bar band that inspired legend then burned out in its flames.
This live testament was recorded in 1994 but channels the echoes of the giants who squeezed fresh lightning from the colored haze 25 years earlier-my giants, anyway.
Currently free.
Live version of Voodoo Chile from Easley sessions fits well at the end of this collection-also free.
Haven't listened to the whole thing yet, but the comparisons to Lykke Li and Charlotte Gainsbourg grabbed my attention. Very intriguing work from what I've heard and still under 4 bucks.
Rich, lyrical folk with a fascinating mingle of international sounds that bend unexpectedly
around the twee pop drifts and lift them towards something nearly psychedelic.
Sounds like a miniaturized Ian Anderson leading an elfin magic string band through baroque
toy shop folk dances around the world and fairy tale prances through early morning,
electric English gardens.
concrete block wall-black light glow,
smash hit western Jimi window;
high search notes through weed covered words,
wandering pitch of strangling birds;
fluorescent blue grin acoustic strum,
wiggling scalp in electric hum;
low fidelity underground vibe,
amateur and acid fried.
If not for technology and all of her offspring, stuff like this would never see the light of day; (present key poke dribble included) that being said, Hitoast out freaks the private press releases like whacha gonna do by Christopher, Emerges by Stone Harbour, The Truth by D.R. Hooker, House of Trax by Marcus etc. that dealers were hyping as psych monsters and selling at nose bleed prices 10 years ago.
Fans of above mentioned bands and reel to reel travel logs of full gear Saturdays in
your buddys basement may enjoy.
Multi-layered pop with a glam kick, a folk drift and the proggy frolic of British quirk.
Sounds like T-Bone Burnett painting Bowie space face portraits with Robyn Hitchcock colors
and west coast sunshine.
Jagged with a dark slant yet sizzling with enough six string bends to lure you into the twist
of its unpredictable roll. Rocks with a naked spirit whose call to dance is best answered in those shoes that never seem to go with anything but always seem to fit your slim.
In case you missed the Weepies when it was cheap, they're putting it at $5 for a while.
I checked for it several times throughout the night, and then again in the morning. Lo and behold, it popped up when I was on my way to work. No freebie for me, but cheap enough that I will more or less break even from the RECs when it maxes out.
Loose-limbed, funky hedonistic blues with a jazzy snap, a rock edge and a rockabilly delinquency; the music swirls and buzzes its New Orleans-after-dark roots like crooked smoke rings and twisted neon, and the lyrics smile with top of the head humor and cheese free emotion.
Technically proficient with a wonderful disregard for convention-cheap five cent reference: Leon Russell weaving in and out of Buddy Guys Peter Green daydreams.
Love it.
I noticed something today on Amiestreet. I was out of cash, so I went back to my handy link to the Sony 50% deal, which remarkably is still a valid link. When I went to purchase money, $7.50 was the most they would allow. Previously I would spend $25 and that would last four or five weeks. I assume that Amie changed the Sony link, but why not just get rid of a back door altogether?
Although I am tempted to do it twice just to see what happens. There are several CBack songs I have missed. From the reviews they sound great.
I have feared the day they discovered our backdoor, hopefully this doesn't mean they are cutting us off simply trying to curb it. Although I'm not sure how well that will work if we simply do it more frequently. Probably a good thing that I'm seriously trimming my SFL these days. Gotta get this monkey off my back...
.............urgh, just got the monkey's fangs out of my neck.....if I could only figure out how to get his hands and feet off of me without letting go of his head......oh, screw it, the infection from the bite's gonna do me in anyway.
Norwegian Martin Hagfors sounds like Tom Petty and T-Bone Burnett flashing ezy wider grins as they compare 60s road map influences and 70s front porch favorites.
Like fellow Scandinavian Oyvind Holm, Hagfors songs have an electric popadelic folk shine; however, he seems to have perfected the period when colors started to twang and heads were coming in for a landing.
Addicted sounds the best to my ears; but lots more available-most everything currently free. Been around a while but still wonderful stuff
Rain Parade listen-to-the-color-of-your-dreams guitar does eastern style fades in and out
of the fuzzy, vibrating pop while the cat on acoustic knits strands of flashing lights through the spokes on Stealers Wheels.
Zepplin giving blue throat to a Jimi by way of James Gang rock and a Stones by way of Skynyrd roll; you can taste the live electricity on your ear buds.
A mad fiddler and his bass and drum counterparts simmer your curious and stimulate your strange with the slow, sinister sway of a midnight junkyard cabaret that is framed by abrasive multi-genre assaults that will scorch your peculiars and scatter your heavy.
Violent Femme related, I believe, from 2000.
thom, Plong, regarding purchasing - I was just checking on that (having previously encountered that which you mentioned) now that that item has worn off, and see that there is a similar 3-tiered structure in place, at regular price, quantities of 5, 10, or 15 $. Just wondering if that is what others are encountering.
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Someday Tricycle-mystic knights of the pretty sun
The sound of 60s pop maturing to the point just before it began to either take itself too seriously or split into cartoons and bubbles.
Sort of like a summer afternoon through mystery tour McCartney goggles.
Currently 1.50
The Ringles-rickenbacker ballet
The fading buzz and color of the late 60s combined with a young 70s promise of pop as a power source.
Byrd song harmonies and Pretty Thing parachutes soar and float on the windmill wings of psych stained Who chords.
Currently free
Bottom Feeders-liquor store
The bass pops and snaps like fat on a hot griddle dance floor, funking big city grease over the lean sizzle of the muscular, mid-western blues rock.
Nothing new or particularly original, but guaranteed to rattle the hag of your next ennui.
Currently free
Serafin Sanchez-Jeremy Jones Quintet-live at dazzle
79 minutes of of live jazz to put the necessary wrinkles in your Saturday smooth....perfect for motoring your thoughts without running them over.
currently free
Bassment Breaks-the mothership left us behind
jazz sass meets funk strut as briskly bopping sax and the surefooted bump and thump of bass and drum get together for some lively debate and concert at the Velvet lounge in D.C.
damn good stuff
Currently $2. I'm giving it a listen at the moment. Pretty straight forward "indie rock" that is obviously strongly influenced by bands like Arcade Fire and Radiohead. They've got enough talent here though that I think it's a $2 well spent.
Craig
Just hit $4, but it's a double album.
Funky blue soul of rock and roll served hot on guitar, garage and gravel by Memphis bar band that inspired legend then burned out in its flames.
This live testament was recorded in 1994 but channels the echoes of the giants who squeezed fresh lightning from the colored haze 25 years earlier-my giants, anyway.
Currently free.
Live version of Voodoo Chile from Easley sessions fits well at the end of this collection-also free.
Haven't listened to the whole thing yet, but the comparisons to Lykke Li and Charlotte Gainsbourg grabbed my attention. Very intriguing work from what I've heard and still under 4 bucks.
It's been getting a lot of rave reviews, with a lot of them saying it's her best work since classic era Pretenders.
(Currently Free)
Bobtail Yearlings-yearlings bobtail
Rich, lyrical folk with a fascinating mingle of international sounds that bend unexpectedly
around the twee pop drifts and lift them towards something nearly psychedelic.
Sounds like a miniaturized Ian Anderson leading an elfin magic string band through baroque
toy shop folk dances around the world and fairy tale prances through early morning,
electric English gardens.
currently free
Hitoast-into temptation
concrete block wall-black light glow,
smash hit western Jimi window;
high search notes through weed covered words,
wandering pitch of strangling birds;
fluorescent blue grin acoustic strum,
wiggling scalp in electric hum;
low fidelity underground vibe,
amateur and acid fried.
If not for technology and all of her offspring, stuff like this would never see the light of day; (present key poke dribble included) that being said, Hitoast out freaks the private press releases like whacha gonna do by Christopher, Emerges by Stone Harbour, The Truth by D.R. Hooker, House of Trax by Marcus etc. that dealers were hyping as psych monsters and selling at nose bleed prices 10 years ago.
Fans of above mentioned bands and reel to reel travel logs of full gear Saturdays in
your buddys basement may enjoy.
Currently free
Stephen Thomas and People On Wheels-the story so far
Multi-layered pop with a glam kick, a folk drift and the proggy frolic of British quirk.
Sounds like T-Bone Burnett painting Bowie space face portraits with Robyn Hitchcock colors
and west coast sunshine.
currently free
Sousalves-spirit of NYC woman
Jagged with a dark slant yet sizzling with enough six string bends to lure you into the twist
of its unpredictable roll. Rocks with a naked spirit whose call to dance is best answered in those shoes that never seem to go with anything but always seem to fit your slim.
currently free
Curios-closer
A meditative study of the reach and complexities of quiet on piano, bass and drum; I believe Curios won best band at the BBC jazz awards in 2008.
currently free
I checked for it several times throughout the night, and then again in the morning. Lo and behold, it popped up when I was on my way to work. No freebie for me, but cheap enough that I will more or less break even from the RECs when it maxes out.
I Tell You What-what would you do?
Loose-limbed, funky hedonistic blues with a jazzy snap, a rock edge and a rockabilly delinquency; the music swirls and buzzes its New Orleans-after-dark roots like crooked smoke rings and twisted neon, and the lyrics smile with top of the head humor and cheese free emotion.
Technically proficient with a wonderful disregard for convention-cheap five cent reference: Leon Russell weaving in and out of Buddy Guys Peter Green daydreams.
Love it.
Currently free
I am playing it not, worth every dime. Infectious pop, I love Deb Talen's voice.
Although I am tempted to do it twice just to see what happens. There are several CBack songs I have missed. From the reviews they sound great.
Home Groan-addicted
Norwegian Martin Hagfors sounds like Tom Petty and T-Bone Burnett flashing ezy wider grins as they compare 60s road map influences and 70s front porch favorites.
Like fellow Scandinavian Oyvind Holm, Hagfors songs have an electric popadelic folk shine; however, he seems to have perfected the period when colors started to twang and heads were coming in for a landing.
Addicted sounds the best to my ears; but lots more available-most everything currently free. Been around a while but still wonderful stuff
Soth & Caruso-the kingdom of jazz
Chicago jazzmen swinging high and low with a nimble bop edge and a round of snaps cool; sit back and shoe your muse.
Currently free
Locust Avenue-3 oclock target
Rain Parade listen-to-the-color-of-your-dreams guitar does eastern style fades in and out
of the fuzzy, vibrating pop while the cat on acoustic knits strands of flashing lights through the spokes on Stealers Wheels.
Deep Snapper-a drowning man can pull you under
Raw angled rock that sounds like Richard Hell crab dancing to Cans more straightforward agitations.
currently 15 cents
Bad Vibes-you know the deal-live
Zepplin giving blue throat to a Jimi by way of James Gang rock and a Stones by way of Skynyrd roll; you can taste the live electricity on your ear buds.
The Danglers-s/t
A mad fiddler and his bass and drum counterparts simmer your curious and stimulate your strange with the slow, sinister sway of a midnight junkyard cabaret that is framed by abrasive multi-genre assaults that will scorch your peculiars and scatter your heavy.
Violent Femme related, I believe, from 2000.