
Simply. At. Random.David Vandervelde - Murder in Michigan (Mp3)
The Chameleons - Caution (Live) (Mp3)
Blue Ash - Abracadabra (Have You Seen Her?) (Mp3)
20/20 - Tell Me Why (Mp3)
Two People - Rescue Me (Mp3)

The late Tower Records' self-published magazine 'Pulse' crossed my mind the other day. If there ever was a publication with less discerning taste, I've yet to see it. Each CD or artist interview was positively fawning. "Well honey, here we are RIGHT in the Tower Records ready to purchase this new Insane Clown Posse CD but Tower themselves says it's a boatload of crap - so why bother?!" That'd be self-defeating, right? So, every review spoke to SOMETHING redeeming for ANY CD, and let's face it, Insane Clown Posse? (Shite.) What 'Pulse' did have as a feature was something called "Desert Island Discs" -- the ten or so LPs or what have you that you'd want to turn your new pal Friday onto while stranded on the aforementioned desert island -- and just listen to forever. And it was a pretty decent monthly feature. You could tell basically who you'd want to immediately hang out with given their taste in music versus the guy you'd wanna whack with a bat. Which brings me to today's selection: "Together Alone" by Crowded House. I'd turn to Friday and he'd be singing "Well, I've been locked out/ I've been locked in..." and we'd laaaaaugh. He makes great Mojitos too, that Friday.
I'd like to postulate that there are some bands who should never enter a studio and simply play live - forever. Like, just never record. Producers most often simply don't know how to harness the energy and power of a killer live act. The results are too clean, glossy, and well, commercial. Case in point (no pun) are The Plimsouls -- a band I first heard live for the most part via a cassette of the LP right up there. "One Night In America" is a much better example of how the band really sounded, with swagger to its rhythms, grit in the vocals, and spectacularly honed and inventive vocals from Peter Case, who also gets some good duel guitar action with Eddie Munoz on every track. Not only doesn't the band sound slick, like their one Geffen album does, it sounds dangerous, in the best rock 'n' roll tradition. 


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Teardrop Explodes - Bouncing Babies (Mp3)
Mark Saxby, Phil Morris and Phil Payne WERE (we think?) Arnold - initially signed to Alan McGee's Creation Records and later on his Poptones imprint. These tracks come from their demos (recorded over 12 days in a medieval barn in Kent) which impressed McGee so much he released them -- as is. Some of these tracks later appeared on Arnold's wonderful debut "Hillside" which was followed by "Bahama" and subsequently a self-titled EP of new (fantastic) material. Then well, Saxby and Payne now record as Little Massive. So, Arnold - where are you? (Yes, we're big fans...)
"Nobody does it better / makes me feel saaad for the rest..."
Five today from the hugely underrated Marshall Crenshaw from his first LP. Always just loved this cover too...
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At one point during the past weekend with the house to myself and a cold one in hand, I blasted last Monday's Daily Wax -- the Joe Jackson Band's "Beat Crazy" followed by the reunited band's '03 release "Volume 4." Now, Joe's taken some serious detours between these two 'band' releases...swing, salsa, film scoring and more -- but you wouldn't know it playing these two LP's back to back. There's a continuity of energy, attack and wit like those divergent musical paths of Joe's were never taken. See what I mean:

Ten live tracks to kick off the first Friday of '08...
TVD kicked this off in '07 and it becomes a regular Friday feature for '08 -- Shuffle Bored. The premise is simple -- the iPod's selections have become predictable and boring, so here's my random five for your random five. List, post, link -- whatever -- just hit us with your Friday five...
I'm not sure how many of you who read TVD with any frequency do so for the the music alone or for the vinyl rips to Mp3, but shortly TVD HQ will have a new addition for the latter -- the ION Audio TTUSB10 pictured above. As with most purchases of this sort, research was conducted, options were weighed, and the dice was rolled in favor of the ION model. When the new turntable arrives (mid-January) TVD will delve into the set-up and usability of the product and will follow the progress from box to broadband. Feedback, advice and warnings from current ION owners quite welcome along the way...
just a girl who can’t say no / and her sweetheart on parole / parents named her jupiter / blessed her with a lucky soul / he’s a boy who never cried / when they locked him up inside / and she nicknamed him her teardrop / for the tattoo by his eye / now she’s sleeping in her bed / and he’s sleeping in her bed / and it’s jupiter and teardrop / and it’s jupiter and teardrop / she divines by radio / pushing buttons show to show / and she wonders ’bout the fate of / lovers in the barrio / she forgets after a while / when she tunes in on the dial / jackie wilson’s lonely teardrops / and she drives another mile / now she’s sleeping in her bed / and he’s sleeping in her bed / and it’s jupiter and teardrop / and it’s jupiter and teardrop / and they want to have a child / walk together down the aisle / but the world they live in is mean / and its built on sheer denial / the phone rings it’s for her / "got to see ya jupiter" / "i’m in trouble with the law" / "bring my 38 caliber" / now she’s sleeping in her bed / as she pulls the phone plug dead / and it’s jupiter and teardrop.

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The Beatles - While My Guitar Gently Weeps (Mp3)
Here at TVD it's well known that we love the 70's, but it seems you guys REALLY love the '70's if the web tracking is any indication. Those two weeks of posts are still the highest viewed pages for any tracking period, but alas -- those links have all expired.
I'm reminded of how the Melody Maker would often do reviews of shows or new releases. Everett True, for example, would ostensibly be writing about this or that -- and never even mention this or that. Just a free-form, associative meandering on the page. Worthwhile reading, for sure - just not, shall we say, pertinent to the topic. 

I had a pen pal back in the day when people used pens who turned me onto Japan. Hilde was a bit older, worldlier, with an established taste in music at times far from my own. So, it was "Oil on Canvas" posted to me in the mail after numerous letters and raves about the band -- copied from her LP onto cassette. Seduced, I was. I mean, what was THIS? That opening bass line - those vocals...off-putting and embraceable at once. Japan was done by then and 'Brilliant Trees' slithered into my consciousness in Winter '84 as a senior in high school. I was working at a KB Toy Store in the Mall -- holiday help for the Christmas season then. This odd, brooding, troubled LP became the soundtrack to such wonderful memories only enhanced by the rush of a crush on Lisa, the cashier. I think we dated for about an hour. One of those girls who was just too pretty to not stop dating just in GENERAL -- why waste all those good looks, right? She could do no wrong, I could do no right and Sylvian's singing "...why do I fail, just when I'm needed?" amid the toys and the children and the Christmas lights. I came upon 'Brilliant Trees' in the dollar bin over at Som Records last weekend. I was almost tempted to repurchase it despite owning it on vinyl and CD. I miss this record, I thought. I miss the me then, eons ago, amid the toys and the children and the Christmas lights and the pictures of the people who've come and gone, the lives and loves, who I've actually shared this record with. ...Sylvian's singing "..the sound of waves in a pool of water, I'm drowning in my nostalgia..." in the dollar bin.