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Al Caiola – Music For Space Squirrels [ATCO Records, 1958]

– June 10, 2013Posted in:

This distinctively-titled 1958 album by Al Caiola (on the ATCO label) is made up of twelve popular standards, adding up to about 27 minutes of frantic melodies with an Atomic Age vibe.

“Music For Space Squirrels” is quite a creative title for an LP — in the ‘50s or even in this day and age. The sounds that make up this record, however, don’t really conjure up imagery of outer space nor do they come across as particularly “squirrely,” that is, without the suggestion of the title. Don’t get me wrong, though — this album has a nice clean feel, a little slick perhaps, but not without the feeling that it couldn’t have been produced any earlier or later than it actually was. It is, therefore, a relic of the late ‘50s, and should be appreciated as just that.

It should be said upfront that this is not a blockbuster release in Al Caiola’s discography, per se. While “Music For Space Squirrels” doesn’t lack the kind of eccentricity that Caiola is typically known for, it does lack a certain kind of luster. To elaborate, at least a few of his albums feature such unusual arrangements and exaggerated stereo separation that it sounds literally “out of this world,” even based on one’s first impression. This album, on the other hand, seems much more “run of the mill,” and I would almost think that it was released purely to satisfy sales.

Despite all that, these songs are not bad by any means. Several of these songs (three to be exact) are Rags. Traditional Ragtime was not often re-worked in the Exotica or Space Age Bachelor Pad music genres but these work pretty well for the overall mix. While it might be one reason that this album isn’t quite as “spacey” as the title and cover art imply, it does add a little variety — as in, not rehashing the same old standards that have already been re-arranged by twenty (or more) other musicians. Also, the fact that these songs keep up such a fast tempo, it creates a feverish or frenzied atmosphere that many others never experimented with during the time. Some people might find it very agitating, but if you’re able to remain calm, you’d probably find some way of appreciating what Caiola was doing with it here.

Now, a few words about Al Caiola, himself. A productive guitarist, his work spans many record labels: RCA, Time and Savoy, to name a few. Exotica and Space Age Pop LPs rarely feature the guitar up front and center, so he’s one of only a few other people playing this instrument on such releases. While there were other notable guitarists in the genre — Tony Mottola, Billy Mure, Vinnie Bell and Les Paul, for example — the orchestra (its brass, woodwinds, piano and so on) was the main standard and focal point during this epoch.

So, what’s the verdict? This album is alright. I think he has recorded better music, frankly. Of the other Caiola albums I’ve heard, one that I remember being pretty interesting is “Guitars, Woodwinds and Bongos” (1960). It was released on United Artists’ Ultra Audio Wall-To-Wall series of albums, and is quirky in all of the best ways. Ultimately, you decide what you like and don’t like, but I would recommend this more for the obsessive collector or completist.

Joseph A. Bremson
The Exciting Sounds Project

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Alvino Rey – Swingin’ Fling [Capitol Records, 1958]

– May 14, 2013Posted in:

Alvino Rey’s 1958 effort, “Swingin’ Fling”, is a thirty-minute collection of standards that were popular during the era – including “How High The Moon” and “Night Train,” among others. The eleven tracks that this album consists of are approximately two or three minutes each.

Frankly, this album is not quite as exciting as some of Alvino Rey’s other releases. It just fails to stand out in a distinctive enough way. Mickey McGowan of the Unknown Museum and one of the collectors featured in RE/Search’s quintessential book, Incredibly Strange Music Vol. 1, said he believes [to paraphrase] that the perfect music can be played in the background without distracting the listener, AND can be played in the foreground without boring the listener. This album is, in my humble opinion, more suited for background listening (while working or relaxing), and is not really meant for an intensive, stimulating musical experience.

Personally, I think Rey’s slightly later album “Ping Pong” (1960) is more interesting than “Swingin’ Fling”. For me personally, at least, “Ping Pong” does a better job at sustaining my focus, and while both albums were stereophonic LPs, “Ping Pong” features greater separation of the channels and a more intricate mix which results in an album that gives the listener more to process.

Now, I think it’s important to say a few words about Alvino Rey, the man himself. He has been a major influence in American music history, but is, more or less, a “no-name” today. Often credited as the father of the electric guitar, his arrangements tend to feature equal parts swinging guitar and traditional orchestration, including quirky, clever and wacky elements that could only have come out of the mid-20th-century. Rey is also the grandfather of two members of the Québécois indie rock band Arcade Fire. While their music is very different (but still great), it lends credence to the idea of musical genes – musicianship runs in families too!

All in all, this is not a bad record, it’s just less enthralling than some of Rey’s other LPs.

Joseph A. Bremson
The Exciting Sounds Project

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Les Baxter – Que Mango! [Alshire Records, 1970]

– April 2, 2013Posted in:

Technically the last of Les Baxter’s albums (and the last real Exotica album, as some have said), “Que Mango” (done with the help of 101 Strings) is a 30-minute “virtual tour” through the sunny skies, beaches and romance of South America, and one that will leave many a buff of the style satisfied, though perhaps in a different way than they’re used to.

People often insist that an artist’s later work is inferior to their earlier material, such as a kind of “running out of ideas” phenomenon that actually is fairly common. After I had listened to this album all the way through, it was pretty obvious to me that this is not quintessential Les, per se. This album is, however, quite distinguishable in essence from every album he had released prior. For one thing, the songs on this album are simpler, lighter, shorter and more digestible than most of his other repertoire. There’s also something different about the undertones on this release that really stand out to me. “Que Mango” feels like it has a distinctly jet-set vibe. While this may only be different from the typical Exotica sound in subtle ways, it nonetheless shines through on all twelve tracks.

These songs are also more “hip.” The qualities here are more reminiscent of 1970 and less reminiscent of the far-out “African Jazz/Skins”-era sounds or even the lighter “Primitive and the Passionate”-era orchestration. This is “updated” Baxter, more or less, and he apparently had a clear head and an open mind about the changing trends in the music industry when he recorded this. Don’t get me wrong, though. Many of the qualities that make the man’s work great are still present here. The trademark impressionistic “abstraction” finds its way into the material, and it’s just as vibrant, expansive and appealing as ever, just not quite as mysterious as many of his more definitive LPs are.

Scamp Records, the mid-90s Caroline subsidiary label that released this album on CD, also reissued other Space Age recordings that seem more on the esoteric and “completist” side of the genre. A record by Maya Angelou, Mel Henke, The Shadows and several by Martin Denny are included in their limited, but nevertheless first-class, catalog. Personally, I think they had a lot of potential in the 90s revival market, and it’s too bad they weren’t able to stick around longer than a few years. You can access their discography at Discogs.com, if you feel so inclined.

All in all, this album would be enjoyed most by more experienced listeners of the Space Age Pop, Exotica and Lounge genres. While not all fans of these genres would appreciate this release, they’d be able to “read between the lines,” so to speak, and understand how “Que Mango” stands apart from the Baxter “brand” that he became known for over the span of his career.

Joseph A. Bremson
The Exciting Sounds Project

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Fela Kuti – The Best of the Black President 2 [Knitting Factory Records, 2013]

– March 5, 2013Posted in:

One of the joys of the Greatest Hits format is its ability to telescope time, to essay the evolution of an artist within an hour or so. At their best, such discs can finesse convoluted history into an easily digested narrative.
The Best of the Black President 2 kind of fails at this aim, at over 150 minutes long. But it’s still an unreservedly recommended purchase to the Fela Kuti neophyte.

Fela’s back catalogue doesn’t lend itself to such compilation, for a number of reasons.

For one, few jams in Kuti’s worthy catalogue last less than 10 minutes – most much longer – so even though this set boasts two very full CDs (plus an excellent DVD of Fela’s 1984 Glastonbury Festival performance, if you plump for the deluxe edition, which you should), it only numbers 12 tracks.

For another, once he settled into the martial funk of his trademark Afrobeat sound, Kuti was less interested in evolution, and more interested in eking all possible inspiration from his unmistakeable sound.

That isn’t to say these tracks, plucked from throughout his career, are in any way samey.

This revolutionary sprawl stretches from the kinetic and restless carnival-riot of Black Man’s Cry – from his 1971 live collaboration with Cream’s Ginger Baker, and about as ecstatically adrenalising a 12 minutes as this writer could possibly stand – through to the meditative slow burn of He Miss Road.

The latter is a restless shuffle brought to life by Fela’s playful organ playing and the Africa ‘70’s luminous horns. Elsewhere, the searing Everything Scatter is a bristling 10 minutes of chicken-scratch guitar, choral chants, fiery sax and steroidal rhythm that captures funk at its most progressive.

While this release might struggle to encompass so vast and profound a career within its discs, its judiciously chosen tracks deliver a faultless introduction to Fela’s work.

His vivid life story – involving riots and revolutions, murders and multiple wives, fodder for the massively successful stage musical – often threatens to overshadow his music.

But collected here is sulphurous and fiercely funky magic that could hold its own against all comers, and is likely to provoke obsession within all who hear its righteous call.

Stevie Chick

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The Legendary Pink Dots – Chemical Playschool 15 [Rustblade, 2012]

– March 4, 2013Posted in:

For anyone who doesn’t know them, Netherlands-based band The Legendary Pink Dots are one of the most productive yet obscure groups the country has every harboured. Over a span of no less than three decades, LPD have given birth to some 30 odd albums, about 50 live albums, with more side projects, collaborations and singles than the band has been able to keep track of themselves.

Their latest album, Chemical Playschool 15 is a good old fashioned concept album, with nice long numbers that blur the lines between the beginning and ending of songs. The first song, ‘Immaculate Conception’ grabs you from the start, like a play opening where it’s pitch dark and a lone actor is on centre stage, lit by a bright white spotlight. Profilic and eerie, lead singer Edward Ka-Spel is your guide to a synth-filled voyage through the depths of his own mystical mind by way of lyrics that captivate and keep a growing, worldwide following coming back for more. For the diehard fans, Chemical Playschool 15 also comes in a limited edition deluxe purple bag, of which only 100 copies were produced, featuring a DVD and bonus CD.

As far as The Dots are concerned, their circle is miles from being round, and their story arc is as exciting as ever. Chemical Playschool 15 is as good a place to start as any, featuring their unique brand of storytelling, droning samples and folk bits thrown in for good measure.

Natasha Cloutier
www.oh-la-la.nl

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Kevin Ayers – The Unfairground [Lo-Max, 2007]

– February 27, 2013Posted in:

ABBA - Voulez-vous [Deluxe Edition]1960s singer-songwriter Kevin Ayers sings ‘Funny how the situation changes’, at the start of The Unfairground, his first album for fifteen years. How true that appears to be, given the biographical facts surrounding this formerly psychedelic, and almost mythic, ex-Soft Machine operator. Running to seed, as the story goes, in the south of France, he gets re-discovered, hauled back to the UK and a batch of new songs – recorded on the hoof in a range of locations – is conjured around Ayers’ wry, addictive, but ever so slightly broken, vocals.

And what a result! Although no Joy Of A Toy – Ayers’ 1969 crazed, poetic, tour de force – The Unfairground is a compelling return, with songs covering the usual suspect narratives of girl lost/girl found, wrists nearly slit, ageing and having a good time disgracefully. His lyrics are, as hoped, top notch, going down memory lane on “Only Heaven Knows”, beseeching a lover to return on the exquisitely beguiling “Baby Come Home”, and on the album’s centrepiece, “Brainstorm”, a claustrophobic, almost paranoid, lyric cries for the dream to live on, or…’a storm could just blow me away’.

Beside Ayers’ undemonstrative, even flat, but always beguiling, delivery, the music arrangements are top notch throughout. A Spanish feel predominates from what sounds like a Mexican bass band and flamenco guitar, laid over a range of styles from whimsical guitar-based picking to country music, and to the discordantly bitter sweet, rather faded charms, of the British fairground.

The return of Kevin Ayers might not trigger a riot, but on this form its reason to get very excited indeed.

Charles De Ledesma

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Mulatu Astatqé – Mulatu Steps Ahead [Strut Records, 2010]

– February 27, 2013Posted in:

Mulatu Astatqé - Mulatu Steps Ahead [Strut Records, 2010]On the back of his highly acclaimed 2009 collaboration with London-based astral funk group The Heliocentrics – album of the year in Gilles Peterson’s Worldwide Awards – Ethiopian jazz-fusion maestro Mulatu Astatke was lured back into the studio for his first album in his own right for two decades.

Long dubbed the “father of Ethio jazz”, Mulatu’s blend of Ethiopian folk melodies with free-form jazz, Latin flavours and various Western influences gleaned from his time living in the UK and America (he was reputedly the first African student at Boston’s Berklee College of Music) made him a seminal figure during pre-Communist Ethiopia of the 1960s and 1970s.

His determined renaissance at 67 not only defies age decay, it overrides the cloying magnets of sentimentality and nostalgia that usually accompany the return to public attention and affection of a long-neglected artist in their twilight years. Far from basking in the reflected glory of his younger self, Mulatu sounds hungry, eager, innovative and even forward-thinking. His previous album with The Heliocentrics predominantly revisited various earlier classics, and this too includes radical revisions of a couple of old favourites, Boogaloo and I Faram Gami I Faram. But there’s nothing remotely retro about it. Mulatu’s peerless vibraphone soars buoyantly throughout over some intense arrangements as he throws himself into a colourfully jagged array of instrumental grooves on an album that’s constantly explorative, always fascinating and – on a track like the haunting Motherland – sometimes utterly beautiful.

Some of The Heliocentrics lend support, along with members of Massachusetts jazz band The Either/Orchestra, to provide additional potency and richness; yet it’s still an album that essentially works on intimacy, stealth and guile. Never does it take the grandstanding option, even when the pace steps up a gear on an inspired Afro swing arrangement of Mulatu’s Mood (featuring some gorgeous kora) and the evocative The Way to Nice. Glimmers of blues, salsa and funk seep seductively into the action, but a strong African heart drives Mulatu as he weaves his highly individual magic in a probing style that is as infectious as it is mysterious.

Colin Irwin

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David Bowie – The Next Day [ISO Records, 2013]

– February 26, 2013Posted in:

Even after 10 years away from the spotlight, David Bowie – pop’s most important post-Beatles innovator – still commands unrivalled levels of fascination.

Just when it seemed that he had quietly slipped into a dignified retirement, which no-one would have begrudged, the world awoke one morning in January to the remarkable news of not only a single, Where Are We Now?, available immediately, but also this album.

In the context of the album, Where Are We Now? – a moving, backwards glance at The Berlin Years – seems a slight red herring. Bowie does consider the past, ageing, mortality: on the title track’s chant of “My body left to rot in a hollow tree” and I’d Rather Be High’s stumbling “to the graveyard”.

How Does the Grass Grow? poses the question, “Would you still love me if the clocks could go backwards?” (You Will) Set the World on Fire seemingly addresses his pre-stardom self, a You Really Got Me riff and click confidence reminding us that he’s always had “what it takes”. This elegiac nostalgia is matched by the beautiful You Feel So Lonely You Could Die.

A complex mood pervades elsewhere, a sense of things gone awry. The nicely sinister Dirty Boys’ expressive, serious vocal depicts a skewed Englishness of cricket bats, “Finchley Fair” and running “with dirty boys”. The Stars (Are Out Tonight) sees those stars (a recurring theme) anthropomorphised: “sexless and unaroused”, unsettlingly “beaming like blackened sunshine”.

The most experimental cut, If You Can See Me, proclaims – amidst spacey, tumbling rhythms and scattered jumbles of notes and words – “I will slaughter your kind”. Love Is Lost makes youth seem ominous – newness abounds but still “your fear is old”. Clearly this is no elder statesman simply wistfully gazing into a dappled, romanticised past.
Valentine’s Day and I’d Rather Be High are further standouts – the former is a mid-paced depiction of a character with a “tiny face” and “scrawny hands”; the latter, a furious anti-war song.

Closer Heat is a brilliant exemplar of what makes our finest, bravest musician of the past 40 years so irreplaceable. It’s full of spaced-out vocals, ominous noises and bangs, keening strings and disturbing, impressionistic poetry.

With the opacity and lack of easy answers that you would hope for from this most stylish and creative of artists, this is a triumphant, almost defiant, return. Innovative, dark, bold and creative, it’s an album only David Bowie could make.

Jude Clarke

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Tom Fazzini – Castle On Wheels/Essence [7"] [Loophamystery Records, 2012]

– September 27, 2012Posted in:

Tom Fazzini - Castle on wheelsBritish artist Tom Fazzini (1960) is excited about the release of his new 7” record Castle On Wheels/Essence. In fact, on his MySpace page he mentions to be “as excited as I was when my first vinyl came out… 28 years ago.” Time for further exploration of this new two track A-side record.

Since 1984, Fazzini has sung, played and produced his experimental music as a solo artist and as part of A Small Good Thing. Known to use electronic and acoustic instrusment, both narratives and singing and uncomfortable combinations over recognition, these two new tracks are rather surprising. This review is as experimental as Fazzini’s music usually is, more interpretation than facts. Firstly, Castle On Wheels.

A British boy tells the story about two little dogs going out for a walk in windy weather. He seems to be quoting the rhyming lines by heart. Castle On Wheels starts out playful with this little tale, leaving you thinking about these two dogs being blown away into the purple, cloudy sky, like an All Dogs Go To Heaven image. Then a guitar starts, rather loudly, intruding.

It took a while before I thought of the male voice that starts pointing out his castle on wheels, to very likely be a version of the boy in the beginning. All grown up now, wanting to say what’s on his troubled mind. Not too sure about all he’s on about, though ‘pieces of you all over the floor’ gives food for thought.

The fantasy image you might have just had, of dogs flying about in the purple, cloud covered sky, changes into a rather eerie one, where the poor barking sods are now seen through a window from inside an immense castle on wheels, on top of the cotton clouds. A man sitting in a corner, staring through the window, ignoring whatever is ‘on the floor’ behind him. As long as he’s safe in his castle on wheels and he can dream away, minding the clouds, he won’t have to face what will tear him apart. Though the lyrics are not easy to understand, it’s not hard to figure out what the wheels are for.

Then there is Essence, which starts off with a soothing, clear acoustic guitar, like a lullaby. Along the way the notes get more complex and higher, with a hint of voice here and there, though still playing the simplest tune, note after note. Needless to say and quite corny, Essence touches a nerve and makes me think of new beginnings.

As I mentioned before, both these tracks are not too experimental, something Fazzini is known to be. As you listen to Essence, you are somehow reassured its comfortable melody will finish like you expect it to. Makes you feel like a little child at Christmas, completely in your element. And when the Dr. Seuss like lyrics dawn on you, you are 8 years old again and you understand the world. It is time for bed and elephant dreams.

Words tumble and fall
and sometimes they have no meaning at all.
Greys to browns, verbs to nouns
And elephants happily blend

I cannot shake one thought about these two tracks. Although both are influenced by children and their fantasy world, one song could be meant for children’s ears, the other is definitely a story for the inner child in grown-ups. Seems to me this double A side record hás an A and a B side after all.

Andrea de Jong
www.andreadejong.nl

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Scott Wainwright – Every Man Has His Critics [Urban Sounds, 2010]

– June 21, 2012Posted in:

Scott Wainwright - Every man has his criticsScott Wainwright is one of those musicians who has tried and will try just about anything. He has performed and made music in bands and duos, he sings, raps, beat boxes, plays just about anything you hand him, makes blues, hip hop, (punk) funk, gospel, country, folk and what not. He also works with such a variety of people, it’s always a surprise who put what song together.

Every Man Has His Critics is no different. Wainwright is an experimenter at heart and this album is proof of that. Every song has a bit of a country/folk ring to it, a thin blanket if you will, but has different genres mixed in, mostly some of the mentioned above. No wonder Wainwright labels his latest work as ‘rural underground’, for these mixed genres raise mixed images of deserted, dry roads, big family dinners in back yards, empty bars and Clint Eastwood’s face.

About Wainwright’s live performances the Yorkshire Evening Post mentioned: ‘He is an interesting and talented character who inspires good spirits’ and ‘he manages somehow to pull off beat boxing, harmonica playing and foot stomping all at the same time.’

I would sure like to see Wainwright perform live, for it would hopefully add to the experience of what this artist wants to communicate. Listening to EMHHC, I can’t help but feel restless and confused. There is so much mixed in together, so many styles and little surprises that aren’t all good, I lose patience while listening. Also, the music simply lacks here and there. In Down the Line and Deal Me Another Hand harmonica and guitar sometimes can’t keep up with the rhythm of the drums.

I quite like how Kiss Like They Do In France starts out. The clapping and the acoustic guitar make it sound like this track could be music in an Alabama situated movie. Wainwright actually attempts to sing. Much more of that ain’t gonna happen. So enjoy this moment.

I am not going to lie. I don’t care much for Wainwright’s voice. The way he uses it anyway; talking rather than singing, raw rasping sounds. I’m all for alternative music, don’t get me wrong. But besides the way it sounds, it seems as if Wainwright is never quite sure how to use his voice, rhythm wise, volume and height wise. His improvisations may just as well be insecurity. This is one of the reasons why my two favorite tracks on EMHHC are the instrumental Whispers From The Undergrowth and There Will Be Praise.

Besides being instrumental, these tracks are deviated from the rest and I like them so much because of the charming instruments that seem to tell stories. Whispers From The Undergrowth starts out with rain, hot summer rain I imagine, a bit of soft thunder here and there. Then a banjo starts; a melancholic, perfectly non-country melody. You can see Wainwright sitting on a porch, being inspired by the rain, playing his gloomy tune.

There Will be Praise is the last track on the album and my other favorite. Beautiful piano piece with a gospel sound, as the name suggests. You would expect voices to actually praise, but gladly there aren’t. It would be a crime to interrupt this wholesome piano tranquility. On a somewhat funnier – yet probably true – note: put this one on repeat and your life altering epiphany is bound to come.

If you still have hope for a bit of actual male singing, Out Into The Open is what you’re waiting for. Vocalist Ryan Mitchell Smith is a little delight to the ear.

The ninth track of EMHHC, Nothing to Lose Blues, is quite catchy and upbeat and frankly anything but blues. If anything, this is a gospel tune, bringing out Wainwright’s Christianity, with lyrics saying: ‘And when I’m out there, I’ll tell them Jesus day is coming forth. I’ll spend with him eternity, I’m no longer lost.’

Here For You brings out the guitars and partially makes up for the expected amount of punk like rock on the album.

The second last tune Blueberry Jam and Lemonade is the claimed live performance favorite, which I understand completely. Just picture: blueberry jam and lemonade. Who would not be happy having those, with some delicious toast and a bit of sunshine? Apart from the appealing title, the song is a nice feel good boy-girl collaboration, with one of Wainwright’s befriended female singers. Come on, just sing along, you know you want to.

All in all, mixed feelings about this album, maybe as many as the genres on it.
But hey, every woman has her critics too, you know?

Andrea de Jong
www.andreadejong.nl

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