Goddamn Jim of Seattle… I no sooner put last week’s column to bed and here he comes along with an album which has had me up nights and all weekend with “We are the Elders… We Are the Elders… We are the Elders…” running through my head on a constant loop. I can’t stop it and it would drive me crazy if I didn’t love it so much. See, ol’ Jim came up with this idea… well, maybe I should tell you about his last album because sure as shootin’ you either have not heard it or have forgotten.
Lots of good stuff happening out there and it’s time we plugged in to some of it if only to counter the “real” musical happenings being covered by all of the sites who think that Kanye West canceling (or postponing) a show is news. I get it. No fun finding out your wife is being held at gunpoint. Just not headline news in my part of the world.
Summers! What a trip! At least they were for me in my uber-enthusiastic youth. Cutting the gut in Albany, two towns over, Radio Station KRKT blasting Sean & The Brandywines‘ She Ain’t No Good while my buddies and I looked for ladies. Driving over the bridge into Corvallis, Radio KFLY doing the same with The Sonics‘ Louie Louie. Late Spring on a drive home, Eugene’s Radio KASH giving us The Five Americans‘ I See the Light. Driving with the windows down on a cold night listening to Fontella Bass (Rescue Me), Lou Christie (Lightning Strikes), Love (Little Red Book), and The Mojo Men (Dance With Me). Man, could life get any better?
Bullseye Records of Canada
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 