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I seem to have a theme going lately: women singers who can belt it out. This time it’s Maggie Bell, a blues singer in the style of Lydia Pense and Janis Joplin. In the early 70s she fronted the bad luck band, Stone the Crows, doing one of the band’s standards.
Bonus video is Maggie and Stone the Crows from 1971.
I just watched a fantastic documentary, Standing in the Shadows of Motown, chronicling the incredible musicians whose skills and innovation drove the incredible sounds of Motown’s hits — and never received any recognition beyond paychecks. Their stories are fascinating and, d’oh, the film is loaded with great music (including a couple of performances by the extraordinary Bootsy Collins), much of it from a reunion concert with the surviving Funk Brothers. Rent it, buy it, just be sure to see it.
And, along the way, the film introduced me to a fantastic singer named Joan Osborne. From the film, this video features the Funk Brothers backing Osborne in a killer version of Heat Wave. (And, yes, I gots a huge crush.)
Moving fast here, only 90 minutes late. Very nice video of one of my all-time favorite blues guitarists, Miller Anderson, playing his signature tune.
…and more horns
Not everything that came out of the late 60s was great — or even good — although it pains me to admit it. Blue Cheer, for instance, had two things going for them: really long hair and a huge stack of Marshall amps so they were reallllly loud. I could do some research to learn “where are they now?” but I’m afraid they’ll be doing a reunion tour stop at The Alladin here in town. As to this video, at least it’s got a bit of Dick Clark.
Time for your occasional taste of Lissie. Tell Zooey there isn’t any hair gnawing this time.
I heard this song on WXPN yesterday and it made me laugh because the typewriter is certainly a thing of the past.
Once again, Nonewhere was a slacker so the privilege of posting a song was
dumped on handed to me.
This is all I got. Do whatever you want with it.
BTW – WXPN may be one of the best radio stations in the nation. Do visit their website to learn more about ‘XPN‘.
One of my favorite Eurotrash bands from the late 70s, early 80s. I got the latest LP signed at a record store in Berkeley where I was hit on by one of the band members. My girlfriend and I saw them that evening In San Francisco. I considered them the ultimate in Cool. This is probably my favorite cut.
I’m not a gigantic fan of Country & Western, but some of the talent that has emerged over the years is pretty astonishing.
Found this stuck in my head the other day. Tag.
One of my favorite songs from one of my lady’s favorite performers.
The passing of the great Dave Brubeck this week made him an obvious choice for Music Night. Rather than post his best-known piece, however, I’ve opted for a personal favorite from 1966. That’s the same year I saw the Quartet in concert, being dragged along by a friend and totally clueless about jazz. I know I didn’t appreciate at the time what an opportunity I had.
When I put together a last-minute Music Night post, you get what’s stuck in my head. Fortunately for all of you, my head has great taste. So tonight you get one of the most versatile and influential singer/songwriter/producers in the business: Nick Lowe.
And you don’t get his biggest hit, as much fun as that might be, you get the one jammed between my ears. And, as it turns out, this video is a two-fer that includes a goofy music video from the past.
Only a couple more days…deep breath. Relax.
This is our daily open thread — let the calm wash over you.
English is the global language of commerce these days, and has dominated cultures in this country and other parts of the world for quite some time. But music is a language without borders, and fighting to survive in places like the backwaters of Louisiana and Acadia in the Maritime Provinces. The theme tonight is music of other languages. Our first guest, Clifton Chenier.
Portland’s Pink Martini is a fabulous ensemble and China Forbes is a most talented songstress in many languages, including Portuguese, Neapolitan accented Italian, and this one in Spanish. You go girl.
If for some reason you’re unfamiliar with The Walkabouts, it may be time to catch up. I find Carla Torgerson’s voice hypnotic. They were originally a Sub Pop band out of Seattle, but their real fan base has been in Europe for a long time. (And it turns out that the two founders went to my alma mater). Cool video, too.
At the last minute, I got assigned the task to put up a “Music Night” post so here it goes.
As I was searching for songs from my favorite singer/songwriter, I happened upon these two which reference motorcycles. There is a certain feeling of freedom one gets when riding on a motorcycle.
You choose your topic and go for it. Tonight, it’s a “free for all”.
It’s definitely time for a video from my favorite singer/songwriter and cutie pie. It seems to be a couple of years old, but I do not care. Not even a little bit.
In the summer of 1970 I was in Rotterdam for a pop festival featuring a good number of excellent acts (this was the festival where I fell asleep just as Pink Floyd started their set) including an American band called The Flock. I ended up with their two (?) LPs, neither of which captured the performance I saw. The band supported a violinist and I still vividly remember him at the front of the stage, hair blowing in the wind as his violin screamed out some of the most incredible sounds I’d ever heard.
Fast forward a year or so when a friend of mine had the late night FM show on a radio station where no one gave a damn what was played during those hours. He had a enormous blues collection but when I asked about the violinist, Jerry Goodman, he whipped out something called The Inner Mounting Flame and proceeded to play the entire thing over the air — quite possibly the first or only time that was ever done, at least in central California. The phone lines lit up and not in a good way; he was amazed that he had that many listeners.
Fast forward another year or two and we find me and some friends sitting down in the balcony of Portland’s Paramount Theater to catch Mahavishnu Orchestra live. A single microphone hung down above the stage and as a stagehand passed by and coughed the sound was much like a passing freight train. Hmm, this is going to be loud. (Did I mention we were all completely baked?) This was the only concert I’ve ever attended in which the music pressed me back into my seat like a big warm hand. And that’s the problem with this video: there is no way you can crank your PC’s volume up to that level. But you could try. Just don’t blame me when you lose your hearing.
My daughter posted a photo on Facebook of one of her friends, who happens to be a tall blonde model; given the pose and the, er, boots I got an old Z Z Top song stuck in my head. This isn’t it, because that song and the original video developed something of a bad rep.
As far as I know, this is just a great rock and roll song with no unfortunate references.
“I do not play no rock ‘n roll, y’all” – Mississippi Fred McDowell
Abigail Washburn and Bela Fleck married secretly in 2009. This union of fine musicians brought together widely differing styles of banjo, hers from the folk and bluegrass genre, and he (though starting in bluegrass with the New Grass Revival) offers banjo influenced heavily by jazz and world rhythms. They play separately within their own styles and sometimes together as part of the Sparrow Quartet.
Here’s Abigail BB (before Bela) with the all women band Uncle Earl
Here’s Bela BA (before Abigail)
My favorite song from CCR and so unbelievably appropriate for today.