Archive for Amilia K. Spicer

Frank Gutch Jr: Doug Sahm & The Search For The Perfect Taco… Plus Notes

Posted in Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 16, 2018 by segarini

‘At freaking Doug Sahm.  I thought I knew him, and I do know his music, but he was a lot more complicated than I’d ever heard.  Hell of a musician.  The epitome of crazy as hell.  Hellbent on glory.  And yet shied back from it whenever it showed itself.  If his life had been all stage, I think he would have been happier, but those times in between shows and rehearsals wore him down.  There are only so many shows in any one of us and Sahm had more than most.  A lot more.

I think I learned more about him watching the documentary Sir Doug and the Genuine Texas Cosmic Groove than I could have learned outside of following him since the sixties and the explosion of Texas music (and The Sir Douglas Quintet) all over the US of A.  There is a lot to learn and watching the film a few more times will more than likely fill in some holes, but man!  What a life!

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Frank Gutch Jr: 2017 Was Strange, I Reckon (and other tales of parties and debauchery)

Posted in Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 5, 2017 by segarini

 Strange, indeed, as proven by this laugh out loud Christmas video by No Small Children.  You have to have followed the string of videos this excellent band has done over the past number of years, but if you have you will get it.  Subtle.  Very subtle.  And funny.  I cannot even begin to tell you the joy I have gotten from following their growth.  One of the best three-piece bands I have ever seen.

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Frank Gutch Jr: John Stewart— More Than Just “Gold”; Wayne Berry— Welcome Home

Posted in Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 15, 2017 by segarini

I picked up a turntable for my sister a couple of months ago.  She had found what she said was about twenty of her old albums (it was more like a hundred and fifty) and had the urge to once again hear them.  Mostly they were albums I remember her liking— Percy Faith, Rod McKuen, Enoch Light and the like.  She drove me nuts with those albums when we were kids but I secretly liked a lot of them.  (I did truly hate the Sound of Music, Colleen, but the others were okay).

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