Other than Death Metal, what are you listening to?

[Thorngrub]

Listening to this on vinyl

[skvorecky]

[RocDoc]

NP:



aweSOME and awestruck.

<sub>4 of 4 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars
INTENSE
August 23, 2009
By zphage VINE VOICE
Format:Audio CD
Possibly one of the most intense vocal recordings ever made. Lee is battling 'hellhounds', being chased by demons; he works through it all in a gospel soul blues rock mix. This is raw tight and very intense music. Recorded in '71, and augmented with singles recorded in the 60's through the 70's. Propelled by a tight rhythm section he screams, whoops, and hollers his way to deliverance.

Fans of James Carr, Otis Clay, and Wilson Pickett should enjoy this CLASSIC.</sub>

a nice one fr aquarium drunkard -

<sub>As I mentioned last month, that early 70s Tony Owens collection I discovered in June inspired me to pull from the old soul and r&b stacks a bit more than usual. So, thanks Tony. As such, a good number of these records have been working there way more frequently into my standing, weekly, DJ gig at a little cantina here in Silver Lake; in particular Lee Moses Time And Place. I mention this, in part, as the Moses inclusions tend to bring out the curious, leaving their bar-stools, walking up to ask what is spinning.

Like any genre, in any era, you have your lost artists and records. In terms of early 70s soul, Lee Moses’ Time And Place satisfies on both counts. An Atlanta native, Moses ventured to New York City to make his mark, ultimately cutting various 45s and an LP. The most recent reissue of Time And Place collects, along with the original LP, 14 bonus tracks culled from Moses various sessions. Distinctively gritty and raw, the collection feels innately homespun in a way that at times eclipses the more produced sides of Moses contemporaries. A powerful vocalist, Moses interweaves and incorporates soul, gospel and rock & roll into his own idea of rhythm and blues. The results are a powerful testament to Moses inclusion into the ranks of the great southern soul singers of his generation; Otis Clay, Baby Huey, James Carr, Wilson Pickett and, of course, Otis Redding. For those with even the slightest interest in the aforementioned, I really can’t recommended this set enough.

Note: Included in the set are some choice covers, but below I want to highlight one in particular — Moses instrumental take on the Beatles “Day Tripper.” To say this track rips would be a gross understatement.</sub>

[JACkory]

A Rolling Stones Primer

Made this for my son who is, as of yesterday, a full fledged college student. A college student, I might add, who is about to get a top notch education of the Stone records.

[skvorecky]

What school did he wind up getting into?

[JACkory]

Honors college at Oklahoma State University. We're very proud of him, as you might guess!

[JACkory]

Actually school proper doesn't start for a few more days but he got into some kind of Leadership Council or something like that so they got to move in to the dorms a couple of weeks before everyone else and are doing seminars and stuff like that until the real deal kicks off. I'm so glad he didn't take after me when it comes to IQ.

[skvorecky]

Hey, that's awesome!!! Congrats! Dude, you're a pretty smart dude, don't be unkind to yourself.

[skvorecky]

Here you go, Jackory, I think you'll dig this.

[JACkory]

Well I am here, you know. I haven't run screaming into the woods, frightened by a little bitty grizzly bear, afraid to come back because I know momma won't let me suck at the tit if I do. And that's the cold truth, isn't it? But never mind all that...I'm here, I'm queer, get used to it. Oh wait, I'm not exactly queer...at least not in the sense that I have an erotic response to the boys in the back. I'm just an odd duck. Queer in the good old fashioned 17th century meaning of the word. But the rest is straight up you better believe it. I am here. And you better get used to it because as long as the boredom monster strikes at my loins I am gonna hunker down. You motherfuckers can either hunker down with me or go hibernate with the grizzly. I won't say that I don't care, because truth is I fear for your safety, but on the other hand you do whatever the fuck you want to do and I'll just sit down in the whole goddamn.

Been listening to Stephen Rhodes, Sigur Ros and about 10 of the exactly 100 decent songs to come out of the 90s. I'm fixing to get hooked up to some Olafur Arnalds, so knock if you wanna come in.

[JACkory]

Skvor...

A cacophonous nightmare. A grinding gear splitting bare footed trudge through glass spiked mud. A sucker punch from a bastard in a dive bar that surprises the knees into forgetting how to do their part in the exercise of standing. A steaming pile of vomit that your head lands into, slobber dripping from your mouth, mixing with the bile that slowly finds it's way to your tongue. A hammer blow for the sake of tinnitus. A razor to slit your eyelids. A nighttime view of a starry sky and a moon that has just been hit by a meteorite, bumped slightly from it's orbit and already fucking with the turn of the tides on earth. A tick crawling into your mouth as you sleep. A huge worm crawling out your anus just as you wake. A one night stand with a crack whore who convinced you she was clean and the horrifying sight of the word "SUCKER" written on the motel room mirror in bright, bloody red lipstick when you get out of bed. A pissed off former employee blasting a shotgun into your wife's vagina and making you watch before shooting you straight between the eyes. The guy who stumbled onto the crime scene.

These are the things that came to mind as I listened to that video. It was good to get that all out of my system. Shit like that gets stuck in the noggin and will fuck you up if you can't find a way to see it for what it really is, and listening to black metal and this kind of thing helps me know that, no, I've not descended so far into hell's vestry on earth to swim in that muck. so yeah, I thought it was pretty good.

[Thorngrub]

My now that is pure poetry to my eyes, Jackory, well done and thanks for thawing out a fraction of the rime frozen into my fur here while trying to hibernate. Now that I'm awake I may have to further plague this site with something other than death metal for our perusal.

[RocDoc]

NP:


easily deserves to be called one of the world's greatest singers - even if can only understand a thimbleful of what he's singing, i CAN feel it.

[JACkory]

You know, if you got one of those Rosetta Stone programs and learned Spanish you could feel it AND understand it. But I know where you're coming from. I don't understand a goddamn word in my favorite band's lyrics...not even the one that's in English.

Did you make it Volume 2 of that set? Trust me, it's far more engaging. Blades matured very slowly but when he finally reached his artistic peak there was no stopping him. Problem is he doesn't sing any of those songs until about midway through Volume 2.

RB is very underrated, if you ask me, in certain circles where buffalo wings are served with ranch dip and numerous big screen televisions mounted on walls blare every sports event currently being broadcast. That's why you seldom hear his music in such venues. Get him in front a bunch of horny black girls and even James Brown couldn't have competed.

[JACkory]

I'm listening to shit you ain't never heard of.