Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Tell your Mama, that I'm here to save somebody tonight...

"and if you knew just how smooth, I could stop it on a dime...you can meet me at the scene of the crime..." - Crime Scene Part One - The Afghan Whigs


Today, I'm writing the article... So you know and so I can't say I don't...this is where you can go to hear it from the horse's mouth. I'm gonna talk about what actually makes me put the pen to the paper... the bands and artists I could never do without. I may be letting you into my trick bag too much, but that's kinda the point... to pass on the good music... that was the point all along. So here we go...

In no order the ten bands I couldn't do what I do without...

1. Tom Waits
2. The Clash
3. Greg Duli (Afghan Whigs/Twilight Singers)
4. The Bouncing Souls
5. Bruce Springsteen
6. Chamberlain
7. Hot Water Music
8. Social Distortion
9. Bob Dylan
10. The Rolling Stones

Those are the foundations, the absolute necessary ingredients, there are others, but these are the ones that have impacted me the most... here's why...

1. Tom Waits is the guy that taught me to mix everything... put the blues in the soul, the punk in the doo wop, the folk in the novel. The first record I bought of his was Rain Dogs, when I heard Downtown Train I was about 17 and I couldn't find my fingers after that... every opening line I've ever written has been trying to come up with something as good as... "Outside another yellow moon has punched a hole in the night time, yes." And Tom inspired me to sing with carpet staples and gospel. Listen to "Anywhere I Lay My Head"

2. The Clash is obvious... I learned energy and forward momentum of songs from the Clash, the big burst right out of the gate, no filler. Step on the gas and go. I didn't learn the politics, it just never sat with me. I'll do my politics one person at a time, find the need, meet it. Melody, and vocal harmony... all right here... Listen to "Safe European Home"

3. Greg Duli in all forms taught me how to reinvent... soul, mainly. The Afghan Whigs and The Twilight Singers both did this. They showed me how to put a spin on the motown sound, and taught me you could update classics without being "new country" which is good. Though Brad Paisley's cool. Also Greg's lyrics were critical poetry... it was romance and the dark. Like Dante. Listen to - "Teenage Wristband" - The Twilight Singers

4. The Bouncing Souls - on more levels than one... lyrically, They taught me how to keep the past by your side and always look to the future. Old men in young bodies, that's what we are.
They were the same as me, grew up the same, loved the music... never took themselves too seriously, never forgot where they came from. My first love, the Bouncing Souls, in local music that is, which I never knew of before them. They showed me to get in the van, stay TRUE, believe in yourself, and drink lots of coffee... Greg, Bryan, Pete, and Mike... thanks guys.
Listen to - "K8 Is Great" - The Bouncing Souls.

5. Bruce Springsteen - always. But people don't get the meat of it... they think it's all Born in the USA and Thunder Road, and it is... but there's too much more... Bruce was my mother's...
she loved him, she taught me all about him... she played me "Backstreets" when I was a kid. That was me in my mind... "One soft infested summer... I hated him, and I hated you when you went away..." those were the words born on my tongue... My Mom and me are a team musically, we share things, she gave me Bruce, and I gave her American Steel, hope it's a good trade...
Now, here's the thing... people have over done this one to death, but I get it... it's like when people said Bruce was like Bob Dylan... it was everywhere... people need that comparison, well some do, but at the end of the day, it's a pretty good comparison... you can't really complain... and he is after all the Boss, which maybe I can be the "assistant manager" one day. But after all this let's not miss the point, Bruce is a great writer and that's why he's the best... he is, there isn't anyone better... but it's the secrets that sometimes speak louder than the hits... listen to "The Promise" - the 18 Tracks album version.

6. Chamberlain - I found the record "The Moon My Saddle" when I was 18. I was into punk all around, I had forgotten all things my mother taught me about folk, and blues, and gospel, and all that, until I randomly found, on the Doghouse 50 sampler, Chamberlain... I bought this record and it put me right back on course, I knew I had to blend everything. I knew I had to be playing like a punk band, and writing like a poet, or at least I would try my best... Chamberlian spoke straight poetry, the music, the words, blows me away every time I hear that record, 12 years later. It's life altering... Listen to "Try For Thunder."

7. Hot Water Music - without this band, there would be no anybody we love, they changed the world like Fugazi changed hardcore. They broke every rule, they could play, they could write, and they had solos and songs longer than 2 minutes. They were the FIRST bearded punks. They were the best. They EXPLODED with pure emotion. They mixed the hardcore with the melody and I never heard it like this before! Now, sure there was Rites of Spring, Sunny Day Real Estate, etc... but Hot Water Music inspired a whole generation of music fans... invented a genre, because they took what these other bands did before them and they perfected it. I will never forget the way my mind exploded the first time I heard them, funny enough, it was track two on that same Doghouse 50 sampler... good job guys. I heard "Better Sense" from the album Forever and Counting and never have I ever been hit so hard, I listened to that song about 50 times in a row. They defined me growing up. This band changed my life... 'till the wheels fall off.
Listen to - "Better Sense"

8. Social Distortion - now this band made me know what I wanted to do with my life. I loved folk and country and rock and roll, but I wanted a more explosive sound if I was gonna be in a band, but I hadn't found anything more than Nirvana, and that was weird to me... I didn't understand them at first... long hair, flannel? what? that sounded like what my mom made me wear 'cause it was cheap and my dad's hand me downs. Then I was staying over my friend Joe's house and we were watching 120 Minutes late at night, and I see this video for "Story of My Life" come on, and I knew right then, I'm getting tattooed and I'm gonna play rock and roll! It was everything I was looking for, it was melodic, there were stories, and they looked awesome!
It was Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash, and Elvis sounding like The Ramones, The Clash, and The Sex Pistols, I WAS IN! I know no one ever thinks about looks right? Right. Dickies and t shirts... still wearing it to this day... listen to "Story of My Life."

9. Bob Dylan... this was the first sound I heard that made me understand that lyrics were more important that hit singles. I was 12, I listened to Guns and Roses, like everyone else in 1992. But I was driving with my mother doing a paper route in January at 7am on a Sunday in freezing cold New Jersey... "Just Like a Woman" came on the radio and I'm pretty sure that was the moment I found out that you could sing songs that could really move people beyond anything I ever knew. You could protest, you could cut down, you could lament, and you could laugh... all in songs... I never realized this before and this set me out on a quest to be a good lyric writer, now I'll never be Dylan, but he inspired me to try. Listen to "Boots of Spanish Leather" - try not to cry.

10. The Stones, change, but always stay yourself. Spit it all out, all the trouble, all the fear, just spit it out... The Rolling Stones might be more punk than everybody. except Fat Mike, but sans him, say what you want, but the rolling stones have put out some of the most raw and real music ever to be put to tape... they hold back nothing, they reinvent and then throw it all away. They build the house and burn it right back down, just to see what it'd look like. I'm not sure there ever was a band more pure in what it was doing. there's no catch, there's no fine print, it's only rock and roll... you know the rest. Listen to "Heart of Stone"

That's what I think, hope you found some new jams. I'm gonna go back to my Bruce shrine and polish Clarence's sax.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Brown Sugar, How Come You Dance So Good...

"Moses said to Pharaoh, "Let my people go," Pharaoh, he don't listen, but someday he's gonna know. Who's that parting the waves of the mighty red, red sea? Moses can ya ask the Lord, for a dollar for baby and me?"


Today I think I wanna talk more about the Rolling Stones. It seems my friends, and maybe my generation, missed the boat on them, but I think there's more rubber under those tires. I think people only see them as they are now, like a touring hits band, but today I want to give the Stones a little light. Shine A Light, if you will...

Now, I've never heard it written that Mighty Mick Jagger was a great lyricist, but I'd beg to differ...
and I'd like to address this, among other selling points of my beloved Rolling Stones. Hear ye, Hear ye...

Exhibit A: I'd like to present to the court, Gimme Shelter... circa 1969. Album: Let It Bleed.
First off, the Beatles go and make a killer record called Let It Be, now this was later in May of 1970... but here's a big parallel, they say Let It Be, and although one of the all time classic songs, and wonderful as it is, I'm way more interested in something that says "Let It Bleed." Let It Bleed?!? Yes, I will, that sounds like me, let it bleed all over everywhere, the stage, the walls of your room, let it all bleed out everywhere, everything you're piling up inside, everything that makes you mad, everything that hurts... the loneliness of teenager-dom, yes! LET IT BLEED!
I'm with you... so ok, my 13 year old ears are ready to go! Now I hear this hypnotic riff, here check it out... NOW THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT! My 13 year old body and mind felt like I was in some kind of emotional war zone, maybe I was gonna get slashed down, and blown to smithereens tomorrow! My future, what's gonna happen, will I succeed, will I fail? This is what my brain was doing at 13 when I first heard Gimme Shelter, now as I got older the meaning and the song grew with me, changed with me, moved with me... it was always there, I wanted to play music for a job, my whole career scope was 100% RISK! and the failure rate was 99.9% So yes, "A Storm is Threaten' My Very Life Today..." YES NOW!... "If I Don't Get Some Shelter, Lord, I'm gonna fade away." RIGHT ON! That's only talking about my future as I saw it at a young age... forget about everything else! I was clearly being spoken to here...

Moving on...

Exhibit B: Beast Of Burden... now this song is for the ladies... it's not, "I love you so much, I'm so in love, look at me, mushy mushy!" ... it doesn't promise any great feats, no dashing good looks, no flowers, nope, all it says is... gimme all you got, I'll take it all, all your trouble, all your sickness, all your undesirable." Ain't I rough enough? oooh. Ain't I tough enough? oooh.... it's all in the "ooh's" sung very un manly, in falsetto... but so PERFECT! "All your sickness, I can suck it up. Throw it all at me, I can shrug it off, all I want, is you to make love to me." - that's any good marriage I know... The thing I love about this song is that... it promises NOTHING... except, I'll never be the thing that drags you down... I'll never be your beast of burden... brilliant. check it out...

Exhibit C.... FINAL.... 100 Years Ago... from the album Goat's Head Soup. Let me present you with some words...

Went out walkin' through the wood the other day
And the world was a carpet laid before me
The buds were bursting and the air smelled sweet and strange
It seemed about a hundred years ago

Mary and I, we would sit upon a gate
Just gazin' at some dragon in the sky
What tender days we had no secrets hid away
Well, it seemed about a hundred years ago

To me, that is my youth... I travel at lightning pace these days... I never see my friends, or my mom, I rarely have any time for long walks or anything of the sort... If you're an adult with a full time job, I'm pretty sure your life is similar... ps- call your mom. but when I was very young... I remember summer... I remember summer so well, I remember long days, and hours on end with nothing to do but live, it was awesome... and it seemed about 100 years ago...


I'm not saying to you that every Rolling Stones song is great, there are some bad ones, there are some bad lyrics as well... but there are some gems in there, and if you're willing to use the preview button on itunes, you can find the really good ones...and there are SO MANY! They say some things I don't back, but there's a lot I do back, but I do feel that my generation hasn't quite found the richness that is in the stone's music. It's in a ton of stuff. AND, even some of the later stuff is pretty amazing... go see for yourself.

Song of the day: "The Moon Is Up" - Rolling Stones, Voodoo Lounge.


Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Born Under A Bad Sign...

"I been downhearted baby, ever since the day we met, our loving ain't nothing but the blues, baby, how blue can you get?" - BB King.


Ok, everybody, strap in, we're bringing it back over the pond to the shores of American Traditional Blues, and the kings and queens thereof. Now, I'm not gonna mention everybody,
but I wanna talk about how the blues is the music of the guts. It's not dressed up in pretty lyrics,
it's not very poetic sometimes, it's rough and it's tumble, and how I love it so... so we'll do some modern examples as well as the oldie goldies. Strap in, and watch me for the changes...

Albert King - Born Under a Bad Sign, - did you know... that My Main Man, Eric Clapton, lifted his most famous riff from Albert King? Check this out... at about 1:24...listen to the first vocal line... now speed it up... kinda sounds like this doesn't it? Don't believe me? Well, EC admitted it, already... lookout.

The influence of the blues reaches so far and so deep that it surprises me at every little turn,
check this out... BB King's song "How Blue Can You Get?" - quoted and sung not only on the Cosby show many years ago, but also here in this song which you may or may not remember...
Like I said in a previous post, the most exciting thing about discovering new music is also discovering where they came from... it always makes me wonder how people found all these records before the interweb. They would order through the mail, imagine Mick Jagger as a teenager sitting by the mailbox waiting for some record he'd never actually heard but had the instinct to know he needed. Those were the days, when music was something to be pined over.
Today, we download our singles, everything is immediate... but let me challenge you...
Take this week and find some old record, or even some record you've never heard, but that one of the bands you like cites as an influence. Go buy it, now, i don't care if you buy it on vinyl, tape, cd, or itunes... who cares, I'm not selling puritism here, I'm just selling excitement.
Now when you pick this record, imagine it's the only thing you can hear for the next week, so try to pick one you think you'll really love, then pine over this thing... take it with you like an old lover. Carry it around everywhere you go, try to find out what the artist was trying to say to you the listener as you listen. Here's a cool thought, as a writer, you're always trying to reach one person, and that's the listener... if you're Muddy Waters, The Rolling Stones, or MGMT, I don't care... you're always only reaching that one person who's hearing you at that very moment with a record... so embrace that, accept the invitation and step into the artist's living room for a moment and hear the conversation. Feel it one time. I know it sounds like hippy business, but shake off your sarcasm for one hot minute and try to narrow down the onslaught of information we have these days. Enjoy something to it's fullest. Life is moving ladies and gentlemen, you only get one. So let's do it like they did it... no overload, just one record, one week.

I know Robert Johnson didn't have too many distractions other than women, booze, and the devil, and look what he did... he did this, ladies and gentleman, he wrote this song... and here's how it was heard and pined over and interpreted a million miles and 30 years away by five kids from London...

"And the blue light was my baby, and the red light was my mind."

The Rolling Stones - Love in Vain.




Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Let's not forget the songs...

Excuse me, got sidetracked...

for today... I want to turn you on to the band Lightning Dust's song "Antonia Jane."
On itunes it's listed as "June" but it's not right, it's typing error.


Because I have felt close to home...

and Antonia Jane will rise again.