Monthly Archives: February 2009

The Runaways: Queens of Noise

runaways_queensofnoiseRockin’ sophomore release from legendary all-girl ‘70s group

The Runaways second album is a more solid rock album than their self-titled debut, but it also has a more rushed and thrown-together feeling. The Runaways’ erstwhile lead singer, Cherie Currie, was already sharing microphone time with the group’s musical leader, Joan Jett. The album’s title track went to Jett, and with her songwriting adding muscle to the song list, her fingerprints were all over the album. Currie was a compelling vocalist, able to sing both ballads and up-tempo numbers, but she was more theater than rock, and placing tunes like “I Like Playin’ With Fire” and “California Paradise” back-to-back made the band sound schizophrenic. Currie would exit the band after a tour of Japan, and the seeds of her solo career can be heard in the highly produced vocal pop of “Midnight Music.” It’s a good track, but at odds with its segue from Joan Jett’s “Take It or Leave It.”

Earle Mankey’s produced the album at Brothers’ Studio, but any delicacy the Beach Boys achieved within those walls was quickly discarded. The CD transfer retains the original album’s muddiness, which is how it sounded on vinyl in 1978. This is a sledgehammer recording, with Jett and Ford’s guitars growling alongside the meaty, propulsive drumming of Sandy West. Though Jett later proved herself best suited for pop stardom, West’s time-keeping (which lead guitarist Lita Ford occasionally seemed unable to keep pace with) has always been overlooked as the band’s rock-steady core. The title track continued to capture the milieu of the mid-70s Los Angeles, but “Hollywood” seems forced and only a year into the band’s tenure, their teenage spark was clearly being doused by the poor treatment from the band’s minders.

The album’s only real misstep is the 7-minute blues guitar showcase, “Johnny Guitar,” which was filler then, and remains filler today. Cherry Red’s CD reissue rounds up the original ten tracks without bonuses. The insert unfolds into a poster that includes a fan essay, liner notes by Michael Heatley, a note from label founder Iain McNay, photos and song lyrics. It took Cherry Red many years to gain license to reissue these albums, and they’re just the sort of thing to drop from print without notice, only to turn up on eBay for $50. So if you think you want them, get them while you can! [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

Blind Pilot: 3 Rounds and a Sound

blindpilot_3roundsandasoundIntriguing acoustic indie rock from Portland, Oregon

One of the foundations of sound mixing is that you can emphasize one sound by de-emphasizing others. Portland, Oregon’s Blind Pilot is a good example of how this principle works on a band level. Israel Nebeker and Ryan Dobrowski started out as a duo whose songs, built mainly on guitar and drums, emphasized lyrics and vocal melodies by stripping away all the other distractions. Their first full-length CD adds a second string player and a bassist, but even as they absorb touches of vibraphone, violin and horns, the arrangements retain the fragile sparseness that serves to spotlight Nebeker’s melodious voice.

Likening Nebeker to the Shins’ James Mercer acknowledges the high edge in each singer’s voice, but only skims the surface of their styles. Mercer is, at heart, a rock vocalist, while Nebeker sings with more carefully constructed style, doubling his vocals, singing harmonies, and caressing his lyrics with thoughtfully stretched words and sounds. Backed by low-key mostly acoustic backings, Nebeker sheds the theatrics required of a rock vocalist, settles into the coffeehouse volume of a folk singer, and draws listeners into his lyrics with agonizingly beautiful melodies.

Nebeker’s songs are crafted around ear-catching phrases, but even as you sing along, the verses remain enigmatic. But instead of remaining impenetrable assemblages of poetics, Blind Pilot communicates their songs’ emotions through Nebeker’s vocal tone and the band’s subtle instrumental support. The lyrical imagery may remain abstract, but the feelings of loneliness, remorse, fallibility, and mortality, the longing to reach out and the reality of sharply pulling back, all resonate deeply. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

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Various Artists: Four Decades of Folk Rock

various_fourdecadesoffolkrockAn expansive take on “folk rock”

Time Life Records was founded in the early ‘60s as a division of Time Inc., but sold off in 2003 to operate independently as part of the international conglomerate Direct Holdings Worldwide. Though no longer a part of the Time media empire, the label continues to be a terrific voice in the music reissue market, selling its wares via the Internet, standard retail channels, and most famously through television informercials. The latter may give Time Life the taint of earlier reissue labels like Ronco and K-Tel, but the high quality of their sets puts them firmly in league with the cream of the reissue industry. The label scored a coup last year with the first official reissue of the Hank Williams “Mother’s Finest” radio transcriptions, and their more recent anthology of music from the civil rights movement, Let Freedom Sing, was a tour de force.

This 2007 4-CD set explores the combination of folk and rock that sprang from the intersection of the late-50/searly-60s folk revival and the arrival of the Beatles on U.S. shores. Each of the four discs covers a decade (more or less), starting with the ‘60s on disc one and Dylan’s explosive electrification of “Like a Rolling Stone.” It might have made more sense to open with the Byrds’ “Mr. Tambourine Man,” which hit the charts in June of 1965, but the compilation producers’ focus on Dylan pegs Newport as the pivotal moment; the Byrds are represented by their end-of-65 hit of Pete Seeger’s “Turn! Turn! Turn!” Notable in their absence are the Beatles, Beau Brummels and Simon & Garfunkel. The ‘60s could easily have consumed all four discs (and virtually do so on the Folk Years set), so the producers chose to cover a generous helping of familiar bases and flesh out the first disc with brilliantly selected album sides by Tim Hardin, Fred Neil, Jefferson Airplane, Tim Buckley, The Band and Tim Rose. The latter’s oft-covered “Morning Dew,” is particularly impressive in this original incarnation.

Folk rock passed to singer-songwriters in the 1970s, the most commercially successful of which were more socially passive than their 1960s antecedents. There was still discontent to be found, but it was found on the more expansive and less commercially mainstream FM dial. Arlo Guthrie could lift a hit onto the charts with the non-contentious “City of New Orleans,” but his counterculture “Flying into Los Angeles” flew under AM’s radar. Disc two finds the social consciousness of folk rock’s first wave transplanted, post-Woodstock, into heavier arrangements and picking up progressive sounds from British acts Fairport Convention, Traffic, Thin Lizzy, Nick Drake, Steeleye Span and Pentangle. U.S. singer-songwriters are heard here, but some of the sharper edges, like Joni Mitchell and John Prine are missing.

The moribund ‘70s provoked a punk backlash by decade’s end, and the DIY aesthetic sparked a parallel movement of retro-pop and roots. The “Paisley Underground” in Los Angeles took cues from Gram Parsons, the Lovin’ Spoonful and Buffalo Springfield, and as imitation spun into innovation, the Bangles, Dream Syndicate, Rain Parade and Dave Alvin each found original footings. At the same time, a second wave of country outlaws began to chafe against the crossover aspirations of ‘80s Nashville, and unencumbered by mass commercial concerns, stretched their roots to the same folk sources from which their musical ancestors had grown. For a time the artists stayed underground, even as their songs, such as Lucinda Williams’ “Passionate Kisses,” became hits for others (Mary Chapin Carpenter in this case). In the next two decades, the underground would find more direct channels to its listeners.

By the ‘90s, the media landscape changing, and by the ‘00s the marketing landscape was quickly losing the friction imposed by major record labels. Music radio had all but imploded, replaced by individually programmed channels of a listener’s iPod, and streams of music found their way through film and television, commercials, on-line downloading (both legal and illegal), YouTube videos, and a wealth of Internet critics and bloggers clamoring to tout their latest discoveries. The directness with which artists could connect to listeners via MySpace returned the intimate fan connection of the ‘60s coffeehouse. Ironically, the underground flourished amidst the mass exposure of the Internet.

Though “folk rock” as a named genre is generally regarded as having only opened a brief window in the ‘60s, its influence trickled into many subsequent forms, as collected across discs two through four. It’s may seem like a stretch to apply the label to country-tinged works such as found on disc four, but there is a line through the singer-songwriters of the ‘70s, the roots movement of the ‘80s and the emergence of Americana (or at least its labeling) in the ‘90s. It’s that through-line, rather than a catalog of songs from mid-to-late ‘60s, that is this set’s offering. Transiting around from Uncle Tupelo, Wilco and Son Volt to the Band’s 1968 cover of Dylan’s “I Shall Be Released” on disc one completes an unbroken circle. Disc one gives a solid shot of nostalgia, discs two through four carry forward the producers’ theme and provide deep content for connoisseurs.

The 63-page booklet accompanying this set includes a lengthy essay by author Bruce Pollock and extensive song notes by ex-Rhino Records producer Ted Myers. Discographical details include recording dates and locations, personnel, and release and chart dates. Everything here is stereo except for tracks 4, 11, and 13 on disc one, and the mastering engineers at DigiPrep have done a fine job of knitting disparate material into cohesive sounding discs. If you can get past thinking the title implies four CDs of music from 1965-1969, you’ll be fascinated by the expansive view essayed here. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

Gonks Go Beat

gonksgobeat_posterOut-of-time and of-its-time 1965 British musical fantasy

This mid-60s British pop musical is quite the obscurity, and though the story of strife between neighboring Beat Land and Ballad Isle, and the Romeo and Juliet subplot aren’t particularly original, there’s a lot to love here amidst the cheap studio sets. Sure, the soft-rock pretty boys of Ballad Isle would get their asses kicked by American Graffiti’s John Milner, but the R&B played by the inhabitants of Beat Land (and the bikini-clad dancers they inspire) are top gear. The soundtrack (which is just now being reissued on CD) features some gems by Lulu, Graham Bond, The Nashville Teens and more.

The film’s awash with wonderfully off-beat British characters, starting with a Clarence-the-Angel styled flunky named Wilco Roger sent by the Space Congress of the Universe to settle the inter-island dispute. There’s an Oz-like “Mr. A&R” who lives in “The Echo Chamber” and explains that he’s “… the sole survivor of a race of people who used to be employed throughout the world by business known as recording companies.” Ballad Isle features clubs like the Boom Bar, The Diminished Seventh and Diskey A Go Go, and the island’s prison sentences it inhabitants to a term of drumming. The latter leads to a fantastic scene of nine drummers playing in unison on full kits! The drums themselves are luscious in their vintage sparkle and faux-finishes.

The opening rave-up with Ginger Baker and Graham Bond is superb, as is the staging of an instrumental played by band members driven in a fleet of mid-60s British top-down sports cars. Elaine and Derek redeem Ballad Isle with the Everly Brothers styled “Broken Pieces,” Lulu and the Luvvers groove to “The Only One,” the Nashville Teens show they had more than “Tobacco Road” up their sleeves, and the climactic musical battle between the two islands pits literal guitar armies against one another. There are some great ‘65 fashions and vintage instruments (check out Bond’s orange-and-black Vox Continental organ), and even the buttoned-down Ballad Isle has policewomen wearing black tights.

Much like the Lawrence Welk show of the late-60s and AIP’s Beach Party films, Gonks Go Beat, is a time capsule of an idealized world that was a couple of strides out of step with its own times. The real-life rock musicians cast as inhabitants of Beat land seem quite bemused by the cultural scrubbing, but as anachronistic this was even at the time, it’s now itself part of the historical record. Anyone who loves the British Invasion will enjoy this nostalgic bit of fluff. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

Kingsbury: Lie to Me

lie_to_me_frontShadowy indie rock

After a pair of self-released EPs and a 2006 full-length, The Great Compromise on Post Records, this Florida indie rock band has fully embraced the Internet distribution paradigm. Their latest EP, Lie to Me, is available for free on their new website, along with photos, lyrics, blogs and the assorted ephemera of twenty-first century marketing. If you like what you hear, you can send the band a donation. Kingsbury’s latest music is moody, guitar-and-studio-production rock that’s filled with hushed secrets.

The instrumental “Ocarina Mountaintop” opens with funereal organ chords upon which echoing piano notes fall like heavy raindrops. “Back in the Orange Grove” suggests something less than sunny occurred amongst the citrus, with the lyrics (But I’ll never go back in the orange grove / My last lonely home back in the orange grove / Oh mother you can let go / The rose garden will continue to grow) sung in a whispery, confessional voice, accompanied by piano, bass, synthesized percussion and dramatically flanged keyboard notes. “As I See It” is similarly sparse and introverted in tone, but the lyric is a three-minute wonder-wander from selfishness and pessimism to pragmatic optimism. What starts as a child’s self-centered tantrum transforms into an adult world of possibilities.

“Lie to Me” opens with a lyric borrowed from “Everybody’s Got Something to Hide But Me and My Monkey,” but unlike the amped-up bell-ringing rock of the Beatles’ tune, Kingsbury remains cool, with jazzy cymbal work and atmospheric electric guitars. The EP closes with “Holy War,” featuring a short lyric decrying war in the name of God, backed by a guitar, bass and drum track that builds hypnotically across its six minutes. The band likens itselves to Calla, Low, Sigur Ros, and Mogwai, but you can also hear neo-psych/post-punk sounds of 1980s bands like the Neats and Feelies. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

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Overman: The Evolution EP

evolutionepCharles Darwin gets his due

Overman is a four-piece from the Chicago area who blend 70s country and southern rock with the funky feel of Primus and the Red Hot Chili Peppers. The lead track of their latest release, The Evolution EP, is bound to raise the ire of Pastafarians and certain fundamentalist Christians with its ode to Charles Darwin. Those raised in front of 1970s Saturday morning cartoons will dream that “Evolution Rocks” gets its own Schoolhouse Rocks-styled animation. The song has already found its way into school classrooms across the country and gained an official endorsement from the National Science Teachers Association. The EP’s less flamboyant disc-mates include the tuneful country-rock “Princess” whose cheery tone appears to harbor a heroin overdose and a car crash, the rustic rock-funk of “Move On” (with a guitar solo that for a second may remind you of John Cipollina), and the jam-band flavored country rock closer, “Sweet Escape.” Though “Evolution Rocks” provides the EP’s intellectual hook, the three additional tunes provide musical depth. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

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Free Sampler from Alive Records

alivenaturalsoundsamplerFor a limited time, you can get a free sampler of eight songs on the Alive label at Amazon.com:

She’s Got A Hold On Me Hacienda
Leave The Sun Behind Buffalo Killers
When You Find Out The Nerves
Filthy Flowers Thomas Function
A Million Years Brimstone Howl
Wash It Left Lane Cruiser
Make Love Time Black Diamond Heavies
Get Out While You Can Outrageous Cherry

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Pat DiNizio: Buddy Holly

patdinizio_buddyhollySmithereens’ lead singer mourns Buddy Holly

The warmth of Pat DiNizio’s voice is such a perfect fit to Buddy Holly’s “Words of Love” that it makes you feel as if you’re hearing Holly’s original and John Lennon’s cover at the same time. Taken at a slower tempo than either of these earlier versions, without the propulsive handclaps of the Beatles, and with an added string arrangement, this opening track signals the musical eulogy that fills out the rest of the eleven covers. Aside from the doo-wop a cappella closer “That’ll Be the Day,” DiNizio is supported by drums, bass, guitar and the Encore Chamber String Quartet arrangements of Charles Calello.

Holly stretched into strings at the end of his tragically shortened career, with “True Love Ways” and “Guess It Doesn’t Matter Anymore,” but DiNizio takes these ideas and aims them backwards through Holly’s catalog. The results are a great deal heavier than the pizzicato of Holly’s original “It Doesn’t Matter Anymore” or the gentle accompaniment of “True Love Ways.” DiNizio’s version of the former is dominated by the storm clouds of a cello, and the latter is transformed from Holly’s lilting dream of a vocal to a low sob ornately filigreed with violins. “Listen to Me” manages to crack a smile amidst its low vocal and strings, and “Raining in My Heart” is more contemplative than distraught.

Holly’s songs have retained their effervescence, and his spirit informed the wry memories of Don McLean’s “American Pie” and inspired the chiming rock ‘n’ roll of the Smithereens. DiNizio directly displayed his affinity early on with 1989’s “Maria Elena” and subsequently with the Smithereens live version of “Well Alright,” but confronting Holly’s absence head-on seems to have made him profoundly sad. Even Calello’s powerful string arrangements can’t rescue DiNizio from his funk as he transforms Holly’s “Everyday” from a lyric of longing to a mournful ode.

Having expected a buoyant celebration of Buddy Holly’s spirit, it was difficult, at first, to adjust to the slowed tempos, brooding vocals and heavy strings. But as the fiftieth anniversary of Holly’s death passes by, and with his hopeful originals readily available on CD, DiNizio’s red-rimmed interpretations provide a moving statement of faith in the enduring importance of Buddy Holly and the emotional wallop his songs still pack to this day. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

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Edgeplay: A Film About the Runaways

edgeplayA look back at the teenage diaries of the Runaways

The Runaways were both an actual all-girl rock ‘n’ roll band and a realization of their impresario’s promotional imagination. Their run of four studio albums in the 1970s (The Runaways, Queens of Noise, Waitin’ for the Night, And Now… The Runaways), a live LP (Live in Japan), and a few odds ‘n’ sods collection (Flaming Schoolgirls) yielded some terrific glitter-flavored rock, a great deal of publicity, but only a modicum of commercial success. Though they provided inspiration for bands like the Go-Go’s, Pandoras, and Donnas, and two of the original members (Lita Ford and Joan Jett) went on to international acclaim, the group’s original publicity still casts a shadow over the Runaways’ musical accomplishment. They remain more infamous than famous.

The band’s second bassist, Vicki Blue, developed a post-Runaways career as a producer/director (under the name Victory Tischler Blue), and is the visionary behind this documentary. Blue’s inside connections with the band is both a blessing and a curse, as the group members are candid with her on some subjects but appear to close down on others. She tells the interior story of the band’s interpersonal dynamics, focusing on the shifting friendships and tensions between band members, and the abuse heaped upon the then-teenage girls by management and assorted hired hands. This is more a diary than a history.

Even those familiar with the Runaways public career would have greatly benefited from an explanation of where these girls came from, a brief discourse on the culture of the Sunset Strip and San Fernando Valley, the musical times, and the family lives that allowed teenage girls to tour under the reportedly abusive and non-watchful eyes of Kim Fowley and manager Scott Anderson. Signature events, signings, and concerts are alluded to but never fully highlighted, and the band’s peers and fans are omitted from the picture. The lack of context or third-party perspectives saps some of the power from the first-person interviews. The largest blow of all, however, is the lack of participation by Joan Jett, the band’s heart and soul, and the inability of the filmmaker to license any of the Runaways studio recordings. Live performances of Lou Reed’s “Rock ‘n’ Roll” and the Troggs’ “Wild Thing” give you a taste of their power as a band, but little sense of their original music.

Blue’s interviews with four of the original band members, Cherie Currie, Lita Ford, Jackie Fox and Sandy West, are supplemented by interviews with songwriter Kari Krome, impresario Kim Fowley, latter-day manager Toby Mamis, and inspiration Suzy Quatro. Blue is able to get some startling admissions from her former bandmates, particularly Cherie Currie, and their on-going damage is revealed in the bitterness they harbor and the anger that remains towards one another (they’re each interviewed separately) and for the adults who abused them. Blue doesn’t successfully confront Fowley on the group’s allegations, but interviews with Currie and West’s mothers go a long way to solidifying his dark reputation.

Kim Fowley saw the band’s demise as a product of the members’ lack of friendship, but what’s clear from the interviews is that neither Fowley nor Scott Anderson had an interest in the group’s long term well-being, and used the teenage girls’ immaturity as weapons against them. The band’s demise, after a disastrous album with British producer John Alcock, produced a short-lived solo recording and film career for Cherie Currie, chart success as a pop-metal star for Lita Ford, and a major international music career for Joan Jett. Drummer Sandy West fell into a series of jobs outside the music industry (construction, bartending, veterinary assistance) and rackets (protection for drug dealers) before succumbing to cancer and a brain tumor in 2006. West remained haunted to the end by the Runaways’ breakup, angry at those who manipulated the band and unable to understand why a reunion couldn’t be pulled together.

Blue’s film editing is very busy. The dizzy, hand-held interview footage quickly turns from vérité to distraction, as does the constant presence of music beds, and the jump cuts and video effects. Her choice of sunny outdoor locations for many of the interviews prompts her subjects to wear sunglasses, hiding the expressiveness of their eyes. Blue is to be lauded for getting this film off the ground, dealing with numerous limitations, and sticking with it to completion. Her insider’s perch informs but also colors the story she tells, and without the broader context of the band’s life and times there remains a definitive biography to be made. [©2009 hyperbolium dot com]

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On Tour: Raul Malo

With a new solo release, Lucky One, due March 3rd, vocalist Raul Malo of the Mavericks hits the road in March and April:

March 6 PORTLAND, OR Aladdin Theatre*
March 7 SNOQUALMIE, WA Snoqualmie Casino, opening for Jewel
March 8 SEATTLE, WA Tractor Tavern*
March 10 SAN FRANCISCO, CA Great American Music Hall*
March 11 ANAHEIM, CA House of Blues*
March 12 LOS ANGELES, CA House of Blues*
March 13 ARROYO GRANDE, CA Clark Center Theatre*
March 14 SPARKS, NV John Ascuaga’s Nugget Hotel*
March 16 SOLANA BEACH, CA Belly Up Tavern*
April 3 PORT WASHINGTON, NY, Landmark on Main Street
April 4 RIDGEFIELD, CT, Ridgefield Playhouse
April 5 GLENSIDE, PA Keswick Theater

* With Shelby Lynne

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