Showing posts with label Soul Jazz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Soul Jazz. Show all posts

Saturday, 1 January 2022

2021 in music

 
I love music with a passion. Every year I buy the December editions of both 'Mojo' and 'Uncut' and scour the darkest corners of obscure music-sites in search of missed treasure from the twelve months just passed.
 
This time I thought it might be more fun instead to do my own round-up. So here are the best CDs (yes, I am decidedly old-school) which dropped through our letter-box during 2021. I should mention I had to pass them off as gov.uk lateral flow tests in order to avoid scrutiny by my ever-watchful wife. Her legendary raised-eyebrow is a thing of awe in our family.
 
Not all the albums mentioned below were released in 2021, but each chalked up a welcome diminution to my children's fast-dwindling inheritance.
 
Reggae
 
It's been a bad year for much beloved old-school reggae stars; Robbie Shakespeare, Trinity, U Roy and Lee Perry all drew their last breath, hopefully laced with one final draw of herb.
 
It's Perry's music which captivated me most. His mad genius has brought me so much joy over the years, starting way back in the 70s when I first heard the sublime, head-melting dub that is 'Super Ape'. As both a producer and an artist he was an innovator without peer, practising his dark magic under a suitably bizarre range of 'nom de plumes' including Scratch, Chicken Scratch, Little, The Upsetter, Pipecock Jackson and many others beside.
 
The occasion of his passing prompted me to dive deep into his exhaustive, and frequently exhausting, back-catalogue. I returned triumphant to the surface clutching this little-known 'pearl' from the latter period of his lengthy career...
 
 

 
You can hear it here.
 
No year would be complete without the addition of a compilation or two from the mighty Soul Jazz label. I squeezed 'Studio One DJ Party', 'Dreads Enter The Gates With Praise' and 'Fashion Records: Style and Fashion' into the over-flowing CD shelves, but it's this one which stands out most.
 
 


'An England Story' traces a fantastic line of UK MC's through Dancehall, Dubstep, Hip Hop, Jungle, Grime and Garage.
 
Here's Tenor Fly with his joyful version of 'Bump and Grind'. I must add it to the playlist for my dear wife's seminal 'Tea'n'Scone' bashments at her local Women's Institute. I sense it would go down a storm.
 
My final choice from the world of reggae is yet another compilation - 'Version Excursion', a selection put together by Don Letts for the legendary 'Late Night Tales' series.
 
 

 
It features the most bizarre cover of 'Uptown Top Ranking' you're ever likely to hear. 
 
SPOILER ALERT: The band who recorded it were Black Box Recorder, whose vocalist Sarah Nixey sounds not unlike new kid on the block, Florence Shaw, of whom more later.
 
Americana
 
New releases by Steve Gunn ('Other You') and William Tyler ('Lost Futures') lived up to their normal high standards.
 



Here's the title track from the former.
 
It was, however, an emerging genre known as Ambient Americana that most captured my imagination. It's almost entirely instrumental and somehow manages to weld together 1970s German experimental electronic music and modern American memes without creating some weird monster hybrid. Difficult to describe properly, but blissfully meditative.
 
I explored 'Altar of Harmony' by Luke Schneider, 'Balms' by Chuck Johnson and 'Ghost Box' by SUSS. They all have something to offer, but it's the last I liked most. It has a haunting but peaceful quality that bears repeated listening.

 

  
Check it out here.
 
Country
 
At one time I would have run a mile rather than own up to liking country music. How times have changed. The possibility of being able to run a mile (country or otherwise) is but a dim and distant memory, yet the music - well that's an entirely different story.
 
'Country Funk Volume III 1975-1982' was a catchily entitled release from the esteemed Light in the Attic label, the latest in its ongoing musical mash-up series. I remain to be convinced this is an actual genre but the joy of rhinestone disco is a fine thing to behold.
 
 

 
Here's JJ Cale in good form.

More convincingly authentic was 'Choctaw Ridge', a fantastic compilation put together by Ace Records, one of the UK's best-loved re-issue specialists.




Each song, whether from a stellar act or a relative unknown, shines light on the human condition. This CD comes top of my charts for 2021 listening and rather surprisingly wins a rare badge of approval from my dear wife.

Here's one voice you might conceivably recognise. It's not hers.

Indie
 
It was a surprisingly good year for new bands with three great debut albums each promising much to come.




First up was Squid with 'Bright Green Futures'. G.S.K. was the lead-off track, extolling the virtues of medicine-producer, glaxosmithkline.
 
And for those who are interested here's a verbatim extract from the wacky world of the interweb.
 
Ten Interesting Facts About Squid
  • Biologists estimate that there are as many as 500 species of squid.
  • Squid are carnivores; they eat fish, crustaceans, and smaller squid.
  • Squid have 8 arms and only the tentacles have suckers.
  • Squid have three hearts.
  • Squid swim faster than any other invertebrate.
  • Squid have beaks.
  • Compared to their size, squid have the largest eyes of any animal.
  • Squid eyes have in-built contact lenses, which they use to protect their eyes and to focus on their prey.
  • Humboldt squid become invisible by turning red, a colour that is virtually invisible underwater, as sunlight does not travel to the seabed. 
  • Deep water squid have glow-in-the-dark organs.

Well that pretty much explains it all.






How many bands do you know who meld post-punk, free jazz, klezmer, and math rock into a meaningful whole? Few did it better than Black Country, New Road with their debut, 'For the First Time'. This is the opening track.
 
 

 
And the pick of the bunch? Dry Cleaning's, 'New Long Leg' grows on me (not literally of course, too many nightmarish flashbacks of Rolf Harris for that) with each fresh play.
 
The lyric sheet is worth the price of admission alone. Who but Florence Shaw could insert a line like 'I came here to make a ceramic shoe' mid-flow in 'Scratchcard Lanyard'.
 
Jazz
 
Whilst I ventured little into the world of jazz this year, I did manage to snag a cut-price Ethiopiques compilation on a foray into town for an alcohol-fuelled lunch with an old friend.
 
Fortunately, the CD made it back safe with me. This was despite the ingestion of a few schooners of a rather decent red washed down with several bottles of super-strength Belgium lager.




The haunting eastern scales are truly hypnotic. For some strange reason it takes me back to the final bottle of lager with my friend before we staggered our separate ways home.
 
Blues
 
Each year I explore in depth the music of an artist who is just a little 'off my radar'. I'm still paying down the overdraft incurred several aeons ago from twelve months of exploring the box-sets of Miles Davis.
 
In 2021 my artist of choice was the legendary Tony Joe White, master of Swamp Rock. Several long and late evenings parsing the back-pages of specialist second-hand site, Discogs resulted in three purchases, my favourite of which was this...
 
 


The album was released in 2001, some thirty two years into his recording career, and was entitled rather optimistically, 'The Beginning'. It features the unadorned voice, guitar and occasional kick-board of Tony Joe White.
 
Here's 'Going Back To Bed', a sentiment one suspects many of us will have shared during the past twelve months.

Of more recent origin is GA-20's, 'Try It...You May Like It!'




GA-20 were formed in 2017 but can play authentic Chicago Blues with the best of them. This album is their tribute to the early work of Hound Dog Taylor. Here's their take on Hound Dog's 'She's Gone' accompanied by a video showing a most disturbing proliferation of facial hair.
 
Incidentally, the track also provides my 'go to' aquarium-cleaning music during my fish tank's weekly algae-purge. Doesn't everyone have a favourite for occasions like this?
 
Japanese City Pop and Ambient
 
There's so much amazing Japanese modern music to explore that I feel I've just started to scratch the surface. Here are three compilations well worth a listen.
 
 

 

 
'Heisei No Oto' celebrates left-field Japanese pop released on the newly emerging medium of compact disc during the late 80s and early 90s.
 
Here's my favourite track, Dream Dolphin's, 'Take No Michi'. Michi (or '' as it is writ in Japanese) means 'road'. Accordingly, I take this piece of music to be a prescient allegory for the endless works which clog up the M6 for the poor Midlands commuter.
 
 


Behind the rather cumbersomely named, 'Somewhere Between: Mutant Pop, Electronic Minimalism & Shadow Sounds of Japan 1980-1988' lies a fascinating body of work encompassing pop, ambient, electronica and techno, all with a uniquely Japanese twist.

They could do with a little work on that title though...




Like 'Somewhere Between' the second 'Pacific Breeze' compilation also appears on the Light in the Attic label. At first listen it appears relatively straightforward, but dig deeper and the sub-genre known as City Pop begins to unlock its hidden treasure.  Yes, it's pop, but not quite as we know it!
 
Re-issues
 
I finish this dull and somewhat meandering review with two more mainstream re-issues. The first is a rather splendid compilation of Nancy Sinatra's work from the 60s and 70s.
 
 


Pleasingly, a significant proportion of the tracks were produced, written or played on by the marvellous music maverick, Lee Hazelwood.
 
Listeners of a certain age may well enjoy this video rendition of the big hit,'These Boots Are Made For Walking'.
 
And so to my big purchase of the year, the Beach Boys' sessions for their 'Sunflower' and 'Surf's Up' albums.
 
 

 
I plumped for the super de-luxe edition of 'Feel Flows' and it was so worth it. Five fascinating CDs which follow this iconic American band during a challenging period of development.
 
 
So I'm done. Happy listening all the way from free flows to Feel Flows, the story of 2021 set to music! 
 

Monday, 13 June 2016

A visit to Polar Bear


Dear Sheddists,

an unexpected treat is in store for me today as I find myself with a little time on my hands, my dear wife wife having taken off with our eldest and a fully loaded credit-card for some much-needed mum and daughter retail therapy.

A man on a mission

 What else can a man do on an occasion like this but go record hunting!  I've been meaning to pay a visit for some time now to the legendary, 'Polar Bear' in King's Heath, Birmingham and an ideal opportunity has just presented itself.

Sandwiched between a hairdressers and a hardware store I discover behind its smart but tasteful shop frontage both a veritable cornucopia of superb music in vinyl and CD format and a very knowledgeable, friendly owner.

Steve clearly knows his stuff and clearly loves his music.  He can even be forgiven a borderline obsession with the works of Bob Dylan whose album sleeves decorate the top of the wall by the door.

Like a kid in a sweetshop

 It's not long before I'm leafing through the Soul Jazz, soundtracks and reggae sections, turning up treasure after treasure.  I'm sorely tempted by 'Saved and Sanctified' a collection of old school gospel and a vinyl copy of Prince Far I's, 'Cry Tuff Dub Encounters Vol. 3' (on sale at half the Amazon asking price for a CD copy) but I move on.

The first selection of the afternoon is a Soul Jazz reggae compilation, '500% Dynamite' in the second-hand CD section, quickly followed by an amazing vinyl boxset by Jean-Claude Vannier on the Finders Keepers label.  Only 150 copies were ever released and I'm now the proud owner of no. 78!

For those who have not heard of the legendary Monsieur Vannier he's a self-taught French pianist who's scored films, made a fantastic contribution to Serge Gainsbourg's cult album, 'Histoire de Melodie Nelson' and curated a Hollywood Bowl show featuring both Beck and Grizzly Bear.  A man of many and immense talents!

I move on and make another fantastic find in the box-set section, Cabaret Voltaire's, '#8385 Collected Works'.  I resolve to look out my old vinyl copy of 'Mix-Up' their debut album, which I haven't played in years.

And so to the till, but not before I discover a second-hand CD copy of Tony Joe White's, 'Hoodoo'.  At £4 it represents my bargain of the day!

It's not just the music

Superb record stores are not just about the music - the people who run them and the people who shop there can tell you so much more. Steve, the owner is fantastic. He welcomes me warmly, explains a little of the history of the shop and tells me not to feel obliged to buy anything when I next visit. You have to be joking!!  I can sense my children's inheritance slip inexorably away as I bring to mind the other hidden treasures I left behind.

Steve's customers are equally as friendly. I meet one of his long-term friends, Rob, who has come with his son and partner who are visiting from London. Rob is a very spritely silver-goateed seventy two year old with a sparkle in his eye and a tale to tell. His framed vinyl copy of Allen Ginsberg's spoken poem, 'Howl' adorns the far wall. What a pleasure to meet him!

A toast

So tonight as I listen to Cabaret Voltaire and tap away at my keyboard I raise a toast to Steve, Rob and the Polar Bear.  You made my day and I will be back soon!

Best regards,

electrofried(mr)