lol
yeah, so I guess yesterday's post has been disappeared. I appreciate blogger deleting my whole goddamn post instead of sending me a note to just unlink the song.
thanks.
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I'll see if I can't find something less "objectionable" and get a new post up soon.
Labels: no music
Communication Breakdown
Led Zeppelin’s 1997 release
BBC Sessions was welcomed in many corners – at long last an official version of what had been bootlegged for almost 30 years.
Although fans were happy to see an official release, die-hards complained that some of the songs were edited or (gasp!) omitted entirely. So... the other day I found an album helpfully titled
More Forgotten BBC. In the forum where I found this, there was a lot of back-and-forth over what had been officially released and whether or not
More Forgotten BBC was an actual bootleg.
What it came down to was a couple of tracks that never made it onto the official release. One of these, which I present to you today, is a five-minute version of “Communication Breakdown.” When
BBC Sessions was released, it was made up of two disks: Disk one consists of material from four different 1969 BBC sessions; Disc two contains most of the April 1, 1971, concert at the Paris Theatre in London. "Most" being the key word.
The first disk includes three different versions of “Communication Breakdown,” none of which is longer than three minutes. The song is excluded entirely from the second disk. Maybe Jimmy Page thought three versions were enough. He should have maybe dropped one from the first disk and instead included this smokin’ version from the April 1 show. In addition to being straight-up rocking, an extended bridge features Robert Plant vamping through a couple lines from different songs, even tossing in a little bit of the Supremes for good measure.
Communication Breakdown.mp3 Labels: Led Zeppelin, live music
Music from My Mailbox
Dumping out the mailbox one last time this month with hopes of starting fresh in July. For regular viewers, it should come as no surprise when I say again there is a good variety of music on the platter, from hip-hop to metal and a few stops in between.
One of the more interesting tracks is “Bad Driver,” by Dudley Saunders. Saunders, who looks more like Tommy Gavin’s sponsor on Rescue Me than a musician, spins an interesting tale in this song. I’ve listened to it several times and I’m still not sure if it’s about road rage, a redneck in a pickup, or male prostitutes. At any rate, it’s a cool song and I think you oughta think so, too.
A couple of other things worth mentioning: Drawing from the Jesus and Mary Chain school of distortion is Chicago’s Apteka. They sent me a really low-key email that I almost missed, but I’m glad I didn’t. I like this style of music even though it’s something I never seem to actively seek out. At the other end of the spectrum is D-Boyz, some hip-hop from The Big Easy. “Wipe ‘em Off” features former Cash Money producer Mannie Fresh, who has previously shown up on numerous tracks you’ve probably heard at some point.
As far as some decent heavy rock, my pick of the week goes to Verismo, a metal band from Brooklyn. They proudly wear their Metallica influence without sounding like they’re trying to rip anything off.
As always, follow the links for more information.
ides of spaceShoegaze
From: Melbourne, Australia
Band
MySpaceI Promise Not to Notice if You Promise to Pretend.mp3 
Caw! Caw!Pop / Punk / Psychedelic
From: Chicago, Ill.
Band
MySpaceToothless (demo).mp3
Grand LakeIndie
From: Oakland, Calif.
Band
MySpaceSandusky Sunset.mp3 D-BoyzHip-Hop
From: New Orleans, La.
Band
MySpaceWipe ‘em Off.mp3 
VerismoRock / Metal / Thrash
From: Brooklyn, N.Y.
Band
MySpaceGreed.mp3 Shawn FarleyRock / Pop / Experimental
From: Seattle, Wash.
Band
MySpaceI Like You More Than You Do.mp3
EulogiesRock
From: United States
Band
MySpaceThe Fight (I've Come To Like) (live on WOXY).mp3 
AptekaRock / Psychedelic
From: Chicago, Ill.
Band
MySpaceThe Sheet.mp3
Will DaileyRock / Acoustic / Roots Music
From: Boston, Mass.
Band
MySpaceNever Be Your baby (live on WERS) .mp3
Dudley SaundersAlternative / Folk Rock / Pop
From: Los Angeles, Calif.
Band
MySpaceBad Driver.mp3 ~~~~~
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Pictures, top-to-bottom: Caw! Caw!, Verismo, Apteka)
Labels: "alternative", hip-hop, indie, metal, pop muzik, rock
Michael and Farrah...
In the past hour, my childhood has passed in front of my eyes. Busy at work all day, I had no idea Farrah Fawcett had died until I got home this evening. I turned on the TV and saw that on the ticker while CNN was reporting first that Michael Jackson had been hospitalized, then that he had died. As of now (7 p.m. EST), the
L.A. Times is reporting Michael has died, although that has not yet been officially confirmed.
Neither star was in the best of health recently: Michael’s overall health was questionable, although he was reportedly in training for his planned tour; and Farrah had been battling cancer since 2006. While their deaths don’t come as a surprise necessarily, it is still shocking that two such iconic people have passed.
I remember watching the Jackson Five cartoons on Saturday mornings when I was maybe eight or nine years old. Some of the early Jackson’s singles were among the first records I ever got: “ABC,” “I’ll Be There,” all that old stuff. And of course,
Thriller, the biggest selling album ever. Even though by the time the album came out, I was hardly the Michael Jackson fan I had been as a kid, there was no way I could deny the impact of the record. I’ve never owned the album, but there is not a song on it I don’t know. That’s how influential and how much of a phenomenon the album was and, frankly, still is.
And Farrah, too. Wow – this is nearly overwhelming. You find me a male who was a teenager in the late 70’s and didn’t own the Farrah poster, and I’ll show you... well, whatever. That poster – in its way – was every bit the phenomenon
Thriller was. Sales estimates range from five million to eight million. Farrah said at one point she earned more in royalties from poster sales than from her salary for appearing in “Charlie's Angels.”
This is truly a sad day.
Billie Jean.mp3 Theme from Charlie’s Angels.mp3 Charlie’s Angels.mp3 ~ Mary Shelley Overdrive
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update: The L.A. County coroner has just confirmed Michael is dead.
Labels: current events, funk, industrial, TV
Get on the Chickenfoot
I like to think that I’m pretty much on top of new music insofar as the stuff that interests me. That’s why it totally took me by surprise when I read a couple of weeks ago about the latest supergroup, a band called Chickenfoot.
Chickenfoot, for those who haven’t heard, is the teaming of legendary rockers Sammy Hagar, Joe Satriani, Michael Anthony, and Chad Smith. The band, as the members say, “kicks a donkey's ass six ways to Sunday and back again.”
Chickenfoot came together almost by accident, a result of jams held at Hagar’s club, Cabo Wabo Cantina, in Cabo San Lucas. “We were just having fun,” says Michael Anthony in the band bio. “After Sammy and I left Van Halen, we’d get together with musicians, and certain people seemed to really gel. Chad came down and we got on well with him. Gradually, we started talking about doing something more serious, but we needed a guitarist. Somebody smokin’ – somebody who could take us to the Promised Land.”
That somebody turned out to be Joe Satriani, who is happy to be part of a band. “I never mapped out a plan to be an instrumentalist,” he says. “I really wanted to be a part of a big vocal-oriented rock band. I had offers, but nothing seemed to fit. Everything seemed like a career move...until Chickenfoot.”
To me, this band fulfills what Hagar could – and should – have done during his tenure with Van Halen. In Satriani, Hagar has teamed with one of the few rock guitarists who can out-Van Halen Eddie Van Halen. If Van Halen would have kept rocking like this, instead of turning pop, maybe they could have kept their early reputation as rock gods.
“Soap on a Rope,” which I’m sampling for you tonight, is typical of the type of music Chickenfoot is putting out: Instead of playing woulda/coulda Sammy takes this band back to his days with Montrose. It’s great to hear him back with a band that wants to rock, and it’s also amazing to hear Joe Satriani in a band with a seasoned rock singer.
Soap on a Rope.mp3 Labels: guitar heroes, new stuff, rock
Happy Father's Day
Happy Father’s Day to those of you to whom it applies. I’ve been away all weekend, but I wanted to get this post up tonight, and I’d like to dedicate it to the memory of my stepfather.
My stepfather passed away last year. Due to some ridiculous circumstances beyond my control, there is/was a rift in the family and I had been out of touch with him for several years. He was part of my life much, much longer than my biological father, and I regret I wasn’t able to see him before his death.
When I think back about him, I have several memories. He was a very quiet person – an old school, strong silent type – kind of like Hank Hill without the accent. I rarely saw him express much emotion, although he did become noticeably more irritable for several months after he stopped smoking.
One memory that comes back to me because it was so out-of-character was one night driving back from a trip out of town. I was probably 11 or 12 years old at the time. My mom, my sisters, and I were all asleep when something woke me up. I heard something unusual and as I sat there in the dark, I realized my dad was singing along with some old country song on radio.
My step-dad wasn’t a big fan of music, preferring talk radio, but when he did listen to music it was always old country. For the life of me, I couldn’t tell you the name of the song he was singing that night. If I could, I’d post that. Instead, I’ve got Kris Kristofferson, which is the same era and style my dad enjoyed.
Sunday Morning Coming Down.mp3 Labels: country music
'Drug-fueled Stupidity' FTW
I am full on aware that when I post stuff like tonight’s band I get probably half as many hits as I would if I were to post, say, a Led Zeppelin boot. But here’s my thinking: First, you’ve probably noticed Licorice Pizza is – and will remain – ad free. “F” the corporate man. I do this for fun, not profit, and while I like people to stop by, hits do not equal dollars on this page.
Next, to me blogging has always been about discovering new music. I love classic rock and I will still post it when the urge strikes, but if I can share some lesser-known music and even one person enjoys it, I feel like I’ve done my job as a blogger. I was ecstatic to get a couple of notes from people who dug
Peter Pan Speedrock. I went to bed happy that night.
So, off my soapbox and on to the music....
The Bulemics are a four-piece punk rock band from Austin, Texas. I forget how I found these guys, but their music is exactly what I need from a punk band: Mindless fun. They’re not preaching anarchy or hate or anything other than “drug-fueled stupidity.”
They’re known in some circles as Austin’s most savage band, following in the footsteps of punk legends The Dead Boys, The Germs, and GG Allin. Austin’s alt-weekly paper,
The Austin Chronicle went so far a few years ago as to refer to The Bulemics as “the heirs to the crown of ugly, irritable garage punk.”
The Bulemics have been together 13 years, which is forever in punk time. Remarkably (or not, considering the seemingly ever-rotating line-up), The Bulemics have only released six full-length albums during their time. And the last one, 2007’s
Still Too Young to Care, doesn’t even really count because it’s a retrospective / greatest hits disk. They are, though, reportedly working on a new album.
Tonight’s music comes from that retrospective, which collects music spanning from the band’s formative years to more recent tracks.
Still Too Young to Care also features some alternate versions and a few previously unreleased songs. And for extra fun, the physical version comes with a DVD (I got mine from
eMusic, so, sadly I didn’t get that).
There’s a great review of
Still Too Young to Care from a site called
No Front Teeth (a site itself well worth checking out): “This is band that is resolute in wreaking havoc and keeping rock ‘n’ roll evil and who the fuck can blame them?” the review starts. “Someone has to do this before we lose rock ‘n’ roll altogether to the faggy mall chains.”
The review goes on to say, “There's no danger left in rock ‘n’ roll anymore...everyone's calmed down or dead or signed their soul away or whatever so it's all so fucking boring now and when you get a release like this it just ignites that rebellion and complete unpredictability.”
I mean, if that that paragraph alone doesn’t make you want to hear this music, well, I just don’t know what else to say.
Snuff Queen.mp3 Fat Bottom Girls (Queen cover).mp3 Labels: covers, punk
