Hey, I’m a modern guy. I can dig that art in the 21st Century is all about collage and recontextualization. But as collage artists, Alabama Shakes are essentially just ripping a page out of a 1967 issue of Life magazine and showing to us. Actually, that’s giving them too much credit. Life magazine wrote about the world, Alabama Shakes just writes about Alabama Shakes.
Olympia, Washington from Arrington himself, sending me download links to yet more of his imaginative, multi-dimensional, freestyle music. I never quite know what’s it going to sound like: from full-on demented Pop Group-style distortion, to throat singing, to abrasive atonal squalls of noise on unaccompanied bass clarinet, to this latest project Malaikat dan Singa. The […]
Obviously, I hate everything about this group, but the music and production and playing on this album (courtesy of Amy Winehouse’s producer and backing band) is quite exemplary, and… …I’m glad I’m not the only one who misses the original Pipettes. This is Wendy James-level desperate, and Transvision Vamp-level good. Now, maybe if Mark Ronson and the Dap-Kings […]
Saw Cadillac Records, the ‘story’ of Chess Records, the other evening. It was enjoyable enough. The guy playing Howlin’ Wolf was absolute killer, Jeffrey Wright was likeable enough as Muddy Waters (a sentence I never thought I’d type about that bruiser of a bluesman, Muddy Waters) and Len Chess had a huge proboscis. It was […]