Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Low And High






















Time to put on my flying shoes, as I'm off on my hols tomorrow for some much-needed R&R. No worries: I'll be back before you know it, my amigos da musica. Oh, and here's a fly six pack to keep y'all busy until then. ¡Hasta luego!

Allen Brothers - Ain't That Skippin' And Flyin'
Guy Clark - To Live Is To Fly
J.K. & Company - Fly
Hüsker Dü - Flexible Flyer
Drivin N Cryin - Fly Me Courageous
Swervedriver - Sci-Flyer

Monday, July 11, 2016

You Got It?

















Today we'll put the spotlight on that wonderful folk outsider Michael Hurley. The man they call Snock has been going at it since the sixties, but his circle of admirers is still way too small. So let's begin it.

Michael Hurley - Sweedeedee
Michael Hurley - Wildegeeses
Michael Hurley - Reconciled To The Blues

Friday, July 8, 2016

Got Good Taste















A classy 'lost' track with a wonderful title from my fave krautrockers, the mighty Can. Recorded live in their unique studio in Schloss Nörvenig, when Malcolm Mooney was still behind the mic.

Can - Your Friendly Neighbourhood Whore

Wednesday, July 6, 2016

Don't Do It





















Midnight Rambler is a modern blues-rock opera, says Buffalo Tom frontman turned rock hack Bill Janovitz in his insightful book Rocks Off: 50 tracks that tell the story of the Rolling Stones. And he especially recommends this never officially released live take from their notorious 1972 American tour. "After a spellbinding section where the band drones on the riff, nearly turning the beat around in the process, the song comes seemingly to a halt in the middle section, where the band just breaks the song down to bare bones, like a bump-and-grind for a big mama stripper..." Well said.

Rolling Stones - Midnight Rambler (live '72)

Monday, July 4, 2016

Like The Dickens





















Lubbock calling, so we go waltzing today. Just tell 'em because.

Joe Ely - West Texas Waltz

Friday, July 1, 2016

At The Heron House





















Pay attention, my followers of chaos. San Francisco's Heron Oblivion is a band to watch alright. All members, of which the lovely Meg Baird of Espers fame is probably best known, did their time in the underground already, so we're talking something like a true indie supergroup here. If out of control noise-folk sounds like your thing, lend them your ears.

Heron Oblivion - Your Hollows