The first record store I ever frequented was in Eugene, Oregon— Thompson’s. I wanted to put “Record Mart” behind it but I am not sure how they labeled themselves. A building on the north end of the city, not too far from Skinner’s Butte, it was small, square and as I remember it, white, with large storefront windows behind which racks of records were displayed, mostly 45s, a small wall of listening booths, and stereo equipment— lots of it. I have no idea how I found out about it, being a small town boy who hardly ever visited the big city (and to me Eugene was big and a city), but I found myself one day, after much begging and emotional pyrotechnics, entering this Taj Mahal of vinyl. I remember it like it was yesterday.
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Frank Gutch Jr: 1971: It Was a Very Good Year… Plus Notes
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags 1971, Amon Duul II, Brian Cullman, Brinsley Schwarz, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, eugene, Fleurie, Frank Gutch Jr., Hotelier, House of Records, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Moustache Prawn, music, music videos, Notary Sojac, Nursery Cryme, Petra Haden, Records, segarini, The Sherlocks, Time and a Word, Town Mountain, Uncle Jim's Music, Yes, Zzebra on March 1, 2016 by segariniBut first, Brian Cullman has a pretty cool video I would like you to watch. He just released his first album in some years (The Opposite of Time) and is actually attempting to put a band together to play a few live gigs. This is something you don’t want to miss, though the audience may be limited to New York where Brian lives. Anyway, just so you know what Brian has to offer, watch this!
Frank Gutch Jr: No Small Children’s New Video!!! * Rock ‘n’ Roll: The Varying Levels of Reality * Mist and Mast at The Wandering Goat * and (of course) Notes!
Posted in Opinion with tags bill carter, Bono, bosnia, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, eugene, ferns, fools rush in, Frank Gutch Jr., Indie Artists, Indie Music, Mist and Mast, No Small Children, U2, wandering goat on June 4, 2013 by segariniIf you’re talking about music this year, even with the amazingly huge numbers of out of sight (or out of site) songs and albums being released, there is one song which rises to the level of Summer Anthem and that is Might Get Up Slow by three teachers out of L.A. calling themselves No Small Children. Roll your eyes and say I’m beating a dead horse, if you will, but I know a solid hit when I hear one and this is it! A few years ago, Sheryl Crow was handed a verbal “Anthem of the Summer” award by a lame media tied closely to a monied music and entertainment industry.