Friday, August 17, 2007

TVD: Bred and Spread


Southside Johnny & the Asbury Jukes - I Don't Want to Go Home (Mp3)
Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band - Growin' Up (Live) (Mp3)

Sure, DC's been home for 22 years now, but home for 18 years prior was the Jersey Shore. Big hair, Camaros, thin slice pizza, Budweiser. AND -- Southside Johnny and the Boss. (Smell the ocean? I do.)



The Beatles - Medley: I) Within You Without You; II) Tomorrow Never Knows
The Beatles - Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
The Beatles - Medley: I) Come Together; II) Dear Prudence; III) Cry Baby Cry (Transtion)
The Beatles - Revolution
The Beatles - While My Guitar Gently Weeps

In about 2002, the bootleg mash-up was big news. A hopelessly named phenomenon that involved producers illegally mixing two unlikely old records together to make a third, the mash-up made celebrities of some strange figures - Brian "Danger Mouse" Burton and secretive producer Richard X among them - but the Beatles may have been the sub-genre's true stars. They were involved both in its artistic zenith - the Grey Album, on which Danger Mouse pitted Jay-Z's rapping against music from the White Album - and the moment when mash-ups meandered into pointlessness: Go Home Productions' Paperback Believer, which used two fantastic records, Paperback Writer and the Monkees' Daydream Believer, to make a noticeably less brilliant third.

Their bootleg explosion did not escape Paul McCartney's attention: mash-up producer Freelance Hellraiser DJed on his last world tour. Three years on, with the phenomenon entirely out of puff, the Beatles have finally released their own 80-minute mash-up, remixed by George Martin's son Giles for the Cirque de Soleil show currently wowing Las Vegas tourists.

Any notion of four mop-topped figures trying to clamber aboard a bandwagon that left town some time ago is blown away by the opportunity Love presents to hear their music in vastly-improved sound quality: even if you don't have the requisite equipment for surround sound. At risk of straying into the grim territory of What Hi-Fi? magazine, the original Beatles' albums were released on CD in 1988, with digital technology in its infancy. They sound tinny and desperately malnourished by today's standards. They should have been remastered, but they haven't; largely, you suspect, so Apple can flog one canny repackage after another, safe in the knowledge that sooner or later, the people who buy them will fork out again for the definite article.

Aside from a lovely new string arrangement on While My Guitar Gently Weeps, the only thing the Martins have added are sound effects. Some of these are fair enough - the vocals from Because float hazily amid bucolic chirping - but others are worryingly prosaic. When Henry the Horse dances a waltz in Being For the Benefit of Mr Kite!, his arrival is heralded by neighing: useful clarification for those listeners under the misapprehension that when John Lennon sang about Henry the Horse, he was referring to a squirrel. Worse, the guitar figure from Julia is overlaid with an ambulance's siren. As anyone who has read the late Ian McDonald's Revolution in the Head knows, Julia may be the most emotionally complex Beatles track of all, an outpouring of Oedipal longing wrapped up in a tender expression of new love. If you stick an ambulance siren on it, you suggest it's just a song about John Lennon's mum getting run over, which isn't the same thing at all.

In theory, Love's other big idea - overlaying sections of different Beatles songs to create new pieces of music - is more controversial, but the results are largely fantastic. Overlaying Mr. Kite's closing bars with the churning coda of I Want You (She's So Heavy) cleverly highlights the similarity between the swirling, cut-up calliope of the former and Paul McCartney's remarkable shivering bassline on the latter. The drums from Tomorrow Never Knows are matched to Within You Without You: suddenly, Sgt Pepper's most ethereal moment sounds claustrophobic, oppressive and nasty. This seems weirdly fitting, given that the song's lyric features a 24-year-old millionaire smugly congratulating himself for being so much more civilised and enlightened than everyone else.

It's debatable whether I Wanna Hold Your Hand - recorded specifically to sound fantastic blaring from a Dansette or a transistor radio's solitary, tinny speaker - gains much from being remixed into 5.1 surround sound, but elsewhere, the benefits of the sonic upgrade ring out. The quiver of desperation in Lennon's voice on Help! is almost unbearable. The thwack of strings against guitar neck adds an undercurrent of anger and frustration to Yesterday. But no one profits quite like Ringo Starr. Strawberry Fields Forever's thunderous finale now sounds like something produced by the Chemical Brothers, but it's the bits you've never noticed that really give you pause. Who - other than Ringo, obviously - previously paid any attention to the fills on Here Comes the Sun or the scampering hi-hat patterns that decorate Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds?

You could, of course, have discovered this without anyone mashing up anything. The question of whether anybody would listen to Love more than once if the original Beatles albums were available in equivalent sound quality is a nice one. But it doesn't seem to matter much when you can almost feel the spit flying from John Lennon's mouth during Revolution, or when A Day in the Life's orchestral swell comes surging from the speakers. After all, it's hard to ask questions when your breath has been taken away.
(--Alexis Petridis, Friday November 17, 2006, The Guardian)

Thursday, August 16, 2007

TVD Remembers Max Roach (1925-2007)



"I came to realize that, because of him, drumming no longer was just time, it was music."

TVD: For the Vinyl Voyager


Our pal JC points us toward a damn fine link to a damn fine site -- Record Store Review, "the worldwide directory for serious music buyers featuring stores from over 600 cities."

As they explain on the site, "The premise is simple. Most record buyers travel around from time to time and their first concern in a new city is to find where the best stores are. Often, this isn't even about the records themselves, but the fact that record stores are often located in the more interesting parts of town and are run by people knowledgeable in local fringe interests."

A search for DC area stores reveals some hits and misses...while they locate the new-ish Red Onion Records, they still have Smash in Georgetown, two (?) listings for the defunct Revolution Records, while there's no listing for Som Records at all. But, all in all, minor quibbles for such an exhaustive global resource. Cheers to Gunnar Van Vliet for his efforts. Go show him some love and hell, buy a shirt while you're at it.


Only Band that Matters Morning:
The Clash - I Fought The Law (Mp3)
The Clash - Career Opportunities (Mp3)
The Clash - The Call Up (Mp3)
The Clash - This is Radio Clash (Mp3)

Wednesday, August 15, 2007



Prefab Morning:
Prefab Sprout - Dragons (Mp3)
Prefab Sprout - Goodbye Lucille #1 (Mp3)
Prefab Sprout - He'll Have To Go (Mp3)
Prefab Sprout - When Love Breaks Down (Mp3)
Prefab Sprout - The Devil Has All the Best Tunes (Mp3)

The: Heads or tails once I forget / I'm trying to master a new alphabet / Far too obliging to ever admit / I've never been keen on this 'here boy' and 'sit' ...Edition

Sunday, August 12, 2007

The Vinyl District Remembers Tony Wilson (1950-2007)


Tony Wilson, co-founder of Factory Records, has died at the age of 57.

Born Anthony H. Wilson on February 20, 1950 in Salford, England, he went on to become a renowned broadcast journalist, band manager, record label executive and night club owner. As the Factory Records boss, he was responsible for signing legendary bands including Joy Division and New Order to his label. Also, as owner of the renowned Hacienda nightclub in Manchester, he played a key role in the Madchester scene of the late 1980s and early 1990s that mixed indie rock and dance music and included artists such as Happy Mondays and The Stone Roses.

The Hacienda, which hosted Madonna's first UK television appearance in 1983, was forced to close in the late 1990s as it was losing money allegedly because its patrons were taking ecstasy rather than buying drinks at the club. Wilson reportedly became involved in the Manchester music scene in the 1970s when hosting the culture and music programme 'So It Goes' on Granada Television. After covering a Sex Pistols performance at the Manchester Lesser Free Trade Hall in June 1976, he described the experience as "nothing short of an epiphany" and booked the band for one of the first television broadcasts of British punk rock.





These aspects of Wilson's life were later chronicled in the semi-fictional 2002 feature film '24 Hour Party People', in which he was portrayed by British actor Steve Coogan. More recently, Wilson was involved in In The City, a yearly music festival and conference that takes place in Manchester and New York City, which he co-founded with his partner Yvette Livesey.

In 2005 he launched F4, the fourth incarnation of the Factory Records label. Earlier this year, the music mogul was diagnosed with cancer and underwent surgery to have one of his kidneys removed. From signing the likes of Joy Division, New Order and Happy Mondays, to being a general support of exciting an innovative music, Wilson established himself as a true indie hero.

Wednesday, August 8, 2007



Indeed, I can hear the collective gasp now. You've come here expecting your Morning Dose only to be met with the Weekend Shots. What gives?

Tis true...the Vinyl District is taking a few days off for some R&R in NYC. We'll be taking in Crowded House Thursday night at the Beacon, then rummaging through the Village's record stores on Friday. Hopefully we'll document all.

And there's also plenty planned for this lil' blog as the weeks unfold, so stay tuned.

Double Dose of Weekend Wankery Edition:
Ace Frehley - Back In The New York Groove (Mp3)
Auteurs - Subculture (Hidden Track) (Mp3)
The Elected - Not Going Home (Mp3)
Portastatic - I Wanna Know Girls (Mp3)
Bram Tchaikovsky - Girl of My Dreams (Mp3)
Plimsouls - Everywhere at Once (Mp3)
Tommy Keene - Places that are Gone (Mp3)
The Records - Starry Eyes (Mp3)
Ian Gomm - Hold On (Mp3)
Phil Seymour - Precious to Me (live) (Mp3)

Hey Kids - Mark Your Calendars...


...it's Vinyl Record Day on August 12th, commemorating the date Edison invented the phonograph in 1877.

Per the link, I plan as an INDIVIDUAL to "get together with friends or family and have a Vinyl Record Day party. Everyone who has them brings two or three of their favorite albums. Have fun with it. If you want, have a Twist or Limbo contest for kids and adults Or have someone play DJ, perhaps have dedications, or tell why a certain song is important to the person who brought it, what are the memories (the secrets!), the people, the places associated with the music. You can decorate with a music theme, make it festive with balloons. Or you can just simply play the music, heck move the furniture and make room to dance. Whatever you do, make it a point to celebrate the music you and friends or family most enjoy. There is no other purpose except to have a good time and let our favorite music remind us regardless of national news or personal challenges, life always has its goodness."

I'll try to remember that as I "Shout at the Devil."


(More like Lunchtime Wax today, eh?) Five for Noah:
The Jam - Away From The Numbers (Mp3)
The Jam - Down In The Tube Station At Midnight (Mp3)
The Jam - Strange Town (Mp3)
The Jam - Thick As Thieves (Mp3)
The Jam - Going Underground (Mp3)
(Anyone out there actually think The Jam were a punk band...?)

The Vinyl District Recommends: Staying ...well, somewhat current


(Hat tip to Shark!)

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

From the District Vaults: Sweet/Desolation Boulevard


Capitol ST-11395
Released: May 1975
Chart Peak: #25
Weeks Charted: 44
Certified Gold: 5/25/76

The first side of Desolation Boulevard (actually a compilation from two English LPs) is devoted to material written by producers Mike Chapman and Nicky Chinn -- five reasonably timed, concise and overwhelmingly direct assaults on the senses. The song structures are played with almost military precision with an emphasis on repeated guitar riffs and catchy hook lines. The production is designed to capture the electricity and raw energy of live performances, succeeding quite well in conveying a sense of explosive immediacy during the proceedings. The lyric content mimics some of Peter Townshend's finest mid-Sixties moments, displaying a remarkable lack of self-consciousness during humorous numbers like "A.C.D.C." (the story of a bisexual girlfriend) and "I Wanna Be Committed." The effect is not unlike The Who Sings "My Generation" recorded on sophisticated Seventies machinery.

Side two is devoted to Sweet's own compositions, reinforcing their tag of "a bubblegum Led Zeppelin." Guitarist Andy Scott is given much more freedom in the band's lengthier, more experimental format, bending his axe into bizarre contortions à la the Yardbirds-era Jeff Beck on "Sweet F.A.," riffing out submachine gun riffs on "Set Me Free" and using intervals to create a full, forceful and effective solo on "Into the Night." Were the Yardbirds alive today with no change in their musical direction, I'm almost certain this side of Desolation Boulevard is what they'd sound like.

The Sweet has combined two divergent musical styles -- the tight, restricted control of Chapman and Chinn and the guitar-based experimentalism of their own compositions -- into an explosive package. Desolation Boulevard is decidedly English in tone, decidedly hard rock in approach, and to these ears a decided success from a band with a future a mile long.
(Gordon Fletcher, Rolling Stone, 7/31/75)
Sweet - Fox On The Run (Mp3)
Sweet - Teenage Rampage (Mp3)



FIVE FROM '79
Madness - The Prince (Mp3)
The Passions - Hunted (Mp3)
The Regents - 7 Teen (Mp3)
The Beat - Tears of a Clown (Mp3)
Selecter - On My Radio (Mp3)

Thursday, August 2, 2007

The Vinyl District Recommends: Patton Oswalt/Werewolves and Lollipops


I get jokes.
Patton Oswalt - The Dukes Of Hazzard (Mp3)

From the District Vaults: T-Rex/Electric Warrior


Reprise 6466
Released: November 1972
Chart Peak: #32
Weeks Charted: 34

Well, this is the group rock and roll fans. I feel it is important to impress on you the ingenuity of these two young Englishmen who have somehow, ingeniously, constructed a rock album that will enter the annals of rock history as one of the most original sounding, unusual sounding, obtusely, cleverly and creatively written albums ever. The sound could only be accurately pegged as "mystic boogie." Marc Bolan and Mickey Finn are the two dinosaurs involved here. Bolan does all the writing, singing, and plays guitar. Finn takes care of the percussion end of things. The rhythms this unique duo create, with the help of various session musicians (who play saxophone, flugelhorn, bass and drums) are devastating.

This is the group's second album on the Reprise label and fifth album together. They were originally on Fly Records in London and later on Blue Thumb where they came out with two albums: Unicorn and Beard of Stars. Tony Visconti has produced all the albums and on Electric Warrior he has coupled the T. Rex sound with an orchestral accompaniment: strings, cellos, bowed string basses which creates a sound so penetrating as to be awesome. But the paramount beauty of T. Rex lies in Bolan's singing and writing. His voice is hauntingly trebly, weird to the extent of being quite beautiful. His style is so unique as to resemble something non-human -- cosmically science fictive if you will. His writing draws upon stunning allusions and brilliant juxtapositions in words and thoughts. There is a duality to what he writes/sings/plays in that a listener can cruise along with the throbbing electric bass and resonant, moody drumming, or he can pay close attention to the lyric and reap a harvest of new insight from what Bolan has to say. At first his lyrics appear nonsensical but, upon a few listenings, one begins to understand the clever, highly individualistic description of reality the writer wants to convey. Bolan's rhyme schemes and word choices are solely unlike anything I have ever heard in rock and roll. He creates his very own special approach to rock that only few, highly creative artists have done. It is almost as though Bolan managed to establish a concept so "foreign" to standard rock and roll while still employing the artifice of the musical genre. He is avante-garde but in very captivating, understandable and inviting way.

"Jeepster," "Mambo Sun," "Cosmic Dancer," "Girl" and "Lean Woman Blues" highlight the eleven cuts on this album with lyrics that are inescapable.

"Jeepster": "You move so fine, with bones so fair, you've got the universe reclining in your hair... Girl I'm just a Jeepster for your love..."
"Cosmic Dancer": "I danced with myself right out the womb, Is it strange to dance so soon?... What's it like to be a loon? I'd liken it to a balloon..."
"Mambo Sun": "Beneath the bebop moon I want to croon with you. Beneath the mambo sun, I want to be the one for you."

There you have a sampling, but without the music integrating with the words, mere reading does not do the group justice. With better promotion and a few American tours under their belts, T. Rex are, without escape, destined to become the very next supergroup of our heretofore doggerel-ridden rock and roll "universe."
(Jay Ehler, Phonograph Record, 1/72)

Deep cuts -- via the Vaults:
T-Rex - Cosmic Dancer (Mp3)
T-Rex - Monolith (Mp3)
T-Rex - Lean Woman Blues (Mp3)
T-Rex - Planet Queen (Mp3)
T-Rex - Girl (Mp3)


FIVE FROM '78
Undertones - Teenage Kicks (Mp3)
Stiff Little Fingers - Alternative Ulster (Mp3)
Buzzcocks - Ever Fallen in Love (Mp3)
Stranglers - Five Minutes (Mp3)
Teardrop Explodes - Sleeping Gas (Mp3)

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

The Vinyl District Recommends: This is England


It's hard to describe Shane Meadows' latest film without making it appear a great deal less interesting than it actually is. It's a semi-autobiographical tale of a young boy adopted by a gang of skinheads in a grey seaside town. And on that basis, This Is England sounds, in short, like typical grimesville British filmmaking - concrete, rain and misery. This couldn't be further from the truth. In fact, the film is fizzing with energy and humour, powered by brilliantly engaging performances.

Chief among these is newcomer Thomas Turgoose as Sean, a put-upon 12-year old who finds unexpected friendship with a group of local skinheads led by the sweet natured Woody (Joseph Gilgun, another stand-out performance). These skins are a far cry from the image of racist thuggery that the movement became known for in the 80s. It's all about the music, and of course the clothes - although Sean is too small for Doc Marten boots, he still gets the haircut, the plaid shirt and the braces. For a while, everything is sweet in Sean's world. He even shares his first kiss with a Boy George lookalike with the charming name of Smell.

But soon, conflict arrives in the form of Combo (Stephen Graham, also superb), an old mate of the gang whose time in prison has left him with a strong sympathy for the National Front. Combo's racist agenda splits the gang and Sean, tragically, finds himself turning to Combo as a substitute for the father he lost in the Falklands. Meadows is an exhilarating filmmaker and This Is England is his best film to date - an honest, emotional, funny and deeply moving portrait of growing up. Don't miss it.
(Paul Arendt, bbc.co.uk)


"Spirits say take the world of your shoulder..."
Steel Pulse - Chant A Psalm (Mp3)
Steel Pulse - Ravers (Mp3)
Steel Pulse - Rally Round (Mp3)

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

It's a revolution: Vinyl records once again cool


Here’s one thing the iPhone can’t do: spin vinyl.
And while that mobile phone looks like Apple Inc.’s most interesting iPod to date, it will suffer from an ailment that plagues every digital music player - uninspiring sound.

So, in one of the more interesting comebacks in today’s world of compressed music files and fingernail-size speakers jammed into your ears, the format of choice during the Reagan administration has become popular again, to a point, for a simple reason: vinyl sounds better. More specifically, vinyl represents a listening experience. You sit on an easy chair or a comfy couch between two speakers the size of moving boxes, drop the needle on the record and just listen. While listening, you admire the original artwork on the cover, follow along with lyrics printed on the album’s sleeve or laugh at the big hair in the compilation of concert pictures decorating the inside gatefold. That’s why millions of people, myself included, became music fans.

Then I got a job, a multidisc CD player and never again thought of getting up every 20 minutes to flip an album over. Today, I could drive from Hollywood, Fla., to Homer, Alaska, listening to my iPod and never hear the same song twice. Yet that iPod, despite the wonderfully convenient storage that holds a lifetime of shifting musical tastes, has never sounded as rich as the music of my youth. And it never will because in order to fit 20,000 songs on a device smaller than a cigarette pack, compromises were made.

Notably, the song files are severely compressed. Try this test and you will hear what I’m saying: Play a favorite CD on any player - a home system, a portable CD player, your car - the n play the same music on an iPod amplified through the same speakers. The iPod will sound like AM radio by comparison.

Yes, Apple’s iTunes store now sells some songs at a higher quality, for more money, and you could always load music from a CD onto an iPod at a higher bit rate - bigger file, better quality. Some people do this, but it minimizes the iPod’s greatest attribute, storage. Also, I do believe higher-quality headphones make a difference. Ever since the advent of the compact disc, audiophiles have said vinyl records, with their analog technology, provide warmer, more fulfilling sound. Frankly, to my ear, there wasn’t a big enough difference in sound quality to abandon the convenience of the CD. Now the iPod has made the debate - sound quality versus convenience - moot. More than 100 million iPod-toting people clearly prefer convenience.

But there’s a base of consumers besides collectors who want vinyl, and, refreshingly, it’s largely today’s young adults. The same people supposedly at the forefront of the digital revolution now seek the same listening experience their parents once enjoyed. (Heck, many of these kids were probably conceived with the turntable spinning, which may explain things.) Unfortunately, industry sales numbers show that shipments of vinyl sales, like CD shipments, are falling, but that hasn’t stopped record labels from encouraging young fans to take an interest in better sound and interesting packaging.

There’s even a new technology for vinyl, called 180 gram, that is thicker than old records and, according to aficionados, firmly keeps the needle in the grooves and thus improves sound.

Another twist: Vinyl is not cheap. The White Stripes’ new album, “Icky Thump,” sells for $15 in CD form and $30 in vinyl. There are two reasons for the higher prices. One, record labels promote vinyl as a collectible, and, two, the new releases and key reissues are often pressed on the thicker vinyl.

My favorite irony and a testament to how ethereal digital music files actually are is that if you buy a new release on vinyl, record labels give you a coupon to download a digital copy of the album for free, thus solving the vexing problem - doable but not convenient - of transferring the music into a digital format for your iPod. “We don’t offer every new release on vinyl, not by a long shot, but we’ve had more vinyl releases in the last two years” than in recent memory, said Martin Hall, a publicist for Merge Records. And when they do put an album on vinyl, the pressing is not huge, maybe 1,500 copies, depending on the band.

For the Arcade Fire’s “Neon Bible” release, Merge offers a vinyl version (with free MP3 coupon) that it says “is double 180-gram audiophile quality with three sides of music and an etching on the fourth side.” The cost is $18, $5 more than the CD. Recognizing that the audiophile market should be cultivated - hey, these people want to buy the music - providing the free MP3 downloads was a no-brainer, Hall said. “It wasn’t like we had a huge marketing meeting,” he said. “It was just us sitting around thinking about how to get this music (from vinyl) onto an iPod. We just thought it would be cool to give them the MP3 files if they bought vinyl. So we did it.”

If you miss the days of sitting around and listening to music - or maybe you’ve never tried it without headphones stuck in your ears - give it a spin. Interesting vinyl can be found at any garage sale or from an independent music retailer. Heck, you can buy a new turntable, good speakers and a receiver (your basic home stereo setup) for less than an iPhone.

You should hear what you’ve been missing.
(Eric Benderoff, Chicago Tribune, 27 June 2007)

"Chime Time..."
Wings - Listen to What the Man Said (Mp3)
Nilsson - Everybody's Talking (Mp3)
Looking Glass - Brandy (Mp3)
Starbuck - Moonlight Feels Right (Mp3)
Seals & Crofts - Summer Breeze (Mp3)


Underappreciated Edition: Five from the Longpigs' "The Sun is Often Out"
Longpigs - Far (Mp3)
Longpigs - She Said (Mp3)
Longpigs - Sally Dances (Mp3)
Longpigs - Jesus Christ (Mp3)
Longpigs - On and On (Mp3)