Articles from March 2006



Robert Wyatt, Soft Machine, Hatfield and the North, Joe Cocker

Robert Wyatt – Rock Bottom, 1974.  You guys at Outer Music have turned me on to some pretty strange stuff, and for that I am truly grateful. Right now, Robert Wyatt has inspired me in a way no other artist has…he has turned me on to ‘The Synth’, no less. This album is one of those perfect, flawless outputs in music history. Wyatt’s treatment of the synth and percussion create a completely different world. The freshness and relaxation in this music is overwhelming. I look forward to more of his solo work… would anyone like to recommend the next Wyatt album?

Soft Machine – Third, 1970. I can’t believe I’ve never picked this one up before. I think I like this stuff even more than the Mothers of Invention. Glad I finally have made it to the Soft Machine…it is now one of my favorite albums of this era. I will be acquiring the other early albums as well. Too bad the recording couldn’t be better than it is, but hey at $6.99 who could complain. 

Hatfield & the North - S/T, 1974. Simply brilliant! Another perfect album in my book. Presently, finding out about the Canterbury scene and hearing how the Soft Machine and Robert Wyatt has blown my mind, jB recommended Hatfield & the North. I have this one and ‘The Rotters’ Club’, and have only been able to listen to this one, so far. I can barely get through the album…there is so much in this music.

Joe Cocker – Mad Dogs & Englishman, 1970 (Deluxe Edition). I couldn’t help myself obtaining this one – although being on sale helped a little. This is one of those albums from my Dad’s collection that has always put a smile on my face. This has got to be one of the best live performances ever. The band is hot!

Guru Guru, Amon Duul II, Ash Ra Tempel

Guru Guru – Dance of the Flames. 1974. 11+13. Rediscovery of the year for me so far. An album I’ve owned in one form or another since about 1990, this is the odd album out in the Guru Guru canon. Former Eiliff guitarist Houshang Nejadepour took over the reins from Ax Genrich and it’s obvious he took over the musical direction of Guru Guru at this point too. And they needed it, after releasing the halfway stupid self-titled 4th and the ridiculous “Don’t Call Us We Call You” albums. Heavily influenced by the McLaughlin/Santana opus “Love Devotion and Surrender”,  Nejadepour gives us an intense guitar centric blast of emotional instrumental rock. Neumeier gets a rare chance to shows his formative jazz chops while special mention should go to jazz bassist Hans Hartmann who turns in a monster performance. Still, you can just hear Mani in the studio “oh please, please let me do one thing goofy – pleeeasssssss”. And so he gets his fun at the very beginning with a Donald Duck impersonation. “Very nice Mani.. now go back to your drum kit…”. After one album of spiritual enlightenment, Mani obviously wanted no part of that, and the group went back to being the goofball vehicle it had become, and never again was Guru Guru to release anything of interest. Houshang was gone. Neumeier himself, however, did immerse in interesting projects, even today with the “UFO” styled Neumeier – Genrich – Schmidt project. But Guru Guru the band never reached the heights of “Dance of the Flames” again. This album is SCREAMING for a legit reissue. And now that InsideOut has released at least one mid-period Guru album, perhaps this one will be along shortly! Whatever happened to Nejadepour? What a talent!


Amon Duul II – Tanz Der Lemminge. 1971. 13-12. This album, which I first purchased in 1985, has always been a borderline 12/13, and this listen pushed it back one. Probably depends on what I’m listening to at the time. Am I hearing exceptional material and thus this one takes a slight back seat, or am I getting a steady diet of mediocre albums, where Tanz rises above? Parts of this are 15 brilliant, most notably the side long improvisation ‘The Marilyn Monroe Memorial Church’. But segments of the first and last side of this double LP opus, are fairly ordinary rock numbers and probably what keeps this from the holy 13+ area on a consistent basis.


Ash Ra Tempel – Inventions For Electric Guitar. 1974. Japanese mini-LP. 13=13. Another album that goes back to my initial discovery of experimental rock in the mid 1980s. Manuel’s one and only attempt at sound on sound guitar music, creating an electronic soundscape without the use of keyboards. What separates this album from others of its ilk, is the blazing solos, that little extra which adds excitement to an otherwise tranquil setting. Even Schickert and Reichel didn’t attain these heights. Perhaps that’s why Gottsching stopped, he perfected it on one try!

Opossum, Aigues Vives, Jessica

Opossum – Bear’s Banquet. 1974. D: 10. Opossum is the predecessor to Morpheus. And hearing this posthumous release, one can tell that Opossum is much looser in their embryonic stages to the more rigid Morpheus. Despite lacking cohesion and strong melody composition, the rough styling here is quite appealing. Maybe like a less avant Exmagma perhaps. Interesting to note for an album that displays prominently a flute player on the cover, it’s surprising how little the instrument is used.

 
Aigues Vives – Water of Seasons. 1981. D: 10. On paper, and in practice, German folky albums sung in English are a dicey proposition. Unless they go the cosmic rock route ala the “Acid folk Pilz” bands like Holderlin’s “Traum”, Emtidi’s “Saat” or Broselmaschine, you probably can expect a schlager influence here or there. But Aigues Vives avoids the beer drinker plugs, and sticks to the extended complex arrangements that can make folk rock interesting. Nice flute, violin and guitar leads. Not Emma Myldenburger, but a fine discovery by the good folks of Garden of Delights.

 
Jessica – s/t. 1975. LP. 11=11. A rotation visit that appeared on the same radar not too long ago.  Comments from last August: “Interesting German prog album that doesn’t get mentioned much. Has a jazzy lounge feel to it with plenty of piano and toned down electric guitar. Also features quite a bit of acoustic guitar. Generally derided for its classical bent, I would say that sound is represented in small doses here. Mike’s review on Gnosis explains it in more detail as to what I’m trying to say. I find this to be a captivating release, and earns its 11 on the merits of the music rather than its obscurity factor. Would make an excellent choice for a CD reissue.”

 

NDIO

Here’s a link to a review I wrote of the recent Cuneiform release by NDIO, called AIRBACK. It’s a little off-target genre-wise for One Final Note, but editor/publisher Scott Hreha kindly went ahead and ran it anyway. It’s not a bad album, but on the balance, I’ve heard enough fusion like this. I felt the same way about another recent-ish Cuneiform release, In Cahoots’ ALL THAT. Hopper and Miller are great players that have made enduring statements, but seem to be phoning it in on these discs, if not in their playing (which is still sharp), then conceptually. Of course, fusion fans might disagree. Which is why I tried to balance the review out to that point.

Now that I’ve mentioned two Cuneiform CDs that I don’t care for, I should say that they also put out plenty of stuff that I enjoy thoroughly!

Roberto Colombo, Xaal, Alain Eckert Quartet, Cortex

Roberto Colombo – Botte de Orbi. 1977. 11=11. Big band prog rock in the spirit of Zappa’s “Grand Wazoo”. Not sure why I can’t remember what this sounds like after putting it away, as it’s pretty engaging stuff. Not really “Italian prog” sounding, not that it should matter anyway. About as solid an 11 as I can think of. 

Xaal – Second Ere. 1993. 11+12. It’s been close to 10 years since I last heard “Second Ere”. I had forgotten just how great this album is! Not only is there the Zeuhl that made “On the Way” so good, but I also hear some Coltrane, Embryo and Mahavishnu that I didn’t remember from my initial listens. Two albums and off into the ether they went…  

Alain Eckert Quartet – s/t. 1981. LP. D: 10. When I think of the Cuneiform label and terms like “avant progressive”, the music of the Alain Eckert Quartet is exactly what I expect. Like an earlier version of Forgas Band Phenomena, or a more playful and less serious Univers Zero. Compositionally strong, with a penchant for jazz, though a bit academic, without a strong sense for the groove. A good one for the brain, but lacking a bit in excitement. Needs a CD reissue all the same as this one is tough to find and many will love.

 

Cortex – Volume 2. 1977. D:11. And from the polar opposite of The Alain Eckert Quartet, comes

Cortex. Many, many years ago I heard Cortex’s 3rd album “Pourquoi?” and trashed it off as disco, never bothering to return to the band name again. Now I’m wondering if there wasn’t more there, as “Volume 2” could just as easily be considered “disco”. But on close inspection there is so much more happening here, it would be a tragedy for fans of the French fusion sound to ignore. Sure there are the fat beats, especially on the opening track, and the requisite white-boy funk track to follow. But as the album continues, the beats become more subtle, with plenty of jazz fills, while the bass player introduces some Top/Paganotti moves. Horn charts, tortured electric guitar solos and piano/Rhodes leads began to dominate. And when the flute takes over… oh, those melodies will be forever etched. This is a really good one and you can boogie on down with it too. I can go for another helping of this.

 

A pattern change

I’ve got a little news about Outer Music which I posted over at my personal blog that might result in a change in posting activity here over the next month.

John Stevens, Robert Plant, Paladin

John Stevens, LIVE AT THE PLOUGH (England, 1979). I get a lot of enjoyment from listening to John Stevens play the drums, but this isn’t one of the better discs I’ve heard. Very much a jam session feel, with the highly regarded Mike Osborne (as) and Paul Rogers (b) trotting out old workhorses like “Cherokee” and “Summertime”. “Cherokee”, incidently, is approached in a “theme / modal improv / theme” format that was disappointing. There isn’t much to recommend the song’s corny melody; traditionally it’s the tricky chord changes that interest jazz players. So to retain the former and dispense with the latter seems an odd move. Many better John Stevens recordings out there, I’d say.

Robert Plant, PICTURES AT ELEVEN (1982). I suspect that this album will at some point make a comeback with zepheads and rock aficionados. It’s got definite stylistic ties to IN THROUGH THE OUT DOOR (but better) and the jaunty stop-start rock of PRESENCE, after all. Percy’s in excellent voice, delivering some excellent whoops and hollers, and eschewing the orgasmic yelping that worked in the beginning of his Zeppelin career, but never after. Not only that, but one tune builds upon the faux-eastern motifs from “Kashmir”, Robbie Blunt plays some excellent rock guitar (and more Page-like in places than I had thought when I first heard the record as a teen and thought it was disappointingly un-Zeppelin), and Phil Collins sounds great making plenty of Bonham references. Had this on a tinny-sounding LP for many years, and finally bought the CD hoping it would be an improvement. It is.

Paladin, PALADIN (England, 1971). Pretty wildly uneven album, but it straddles the different styles of the time in an interesting way. Album opener “Bad Times” is, at its core, then-new hard rock, but the organ, hand drums and rhythms have a late 60s West Coast flavor. “Carry Me Home” shows Zeppelin influence in the organ and rhythm section (with a little “Whole Lotta Love” lick thrown in), but the song’s core and piano style hew closer to Faces / Stones territory. On top of that the vocals show some American roots influence, but with the systematized regularity of delivery that’s a hard rock hallmark. Side one closes with a dud instrumental (“Dance of the Cobra”) which features a drum solo (yawn). Side 2 starts with the fascinating “Third World” – which is real early for the punk sound its got. Latin hand drums, bass and a sort of male-Blondie “Man from Mars” rap eventually give way to a jazzy piano solo… weird, and cool. “Fill Up Your Heart” has a pedestrian verse, but the funky / hard rock / latin bridges and choruses redeem it. Goes on a bit long, and then an overcooked ending. “Flying High” is an odd amalgam of hard rock ballad and sunshine pop: a stinker. At its start, album closer “The Fakir” wouldn’t sound out of place on a Turkish psych compilation, but then a fiddle makes an appearance and they sound, for a second or two, like the Dixie Dregs. These guys ranged wide. Overall, can’t see rating the album over a 10 because of the low points, but “Bad Times” and “Third World” are especially worth hearing.

Soft Machine, Ben, Still Life, Trifle

The Soft Machine – s/t. 1968. Japanese mini-LP. 11+12. My memory always tells me this is their psych album with not much in common to what they became a year later. But that’s really not the case at all. While there is some 60s “Laugh In” era sound bytes, most of SM’s debut still carries the jazz leanings mixed in with the psych plus plenty of wonderful fuzz organ solos. In the end, it can only be considered a classic.

Ben – s/t. 1971. 9+11. Proving once again that the bootleg vinyl of the 1980s probably did more to harm my appreciation of the fertile British scene than anything else. Not to say that this jazzy piece would’ve been to my liking given my heavily favored diet of symphonic prog at the time. The opening pieces pack the most wallop here, with strong Soft Machine styled rock through the jazz filter. The further it goes, the more it gets lost in trying to find a groove. Still, a wonderful piece and completely out of place on the otherwise heavy rock influenced Vertigo Swirl label.

Still Life – s/t. 1971. Japanese mini-LP. D: 11. Actually I had heard this in my initial discovery (around 1994 or so) of the rare early 70s UK rock scene. This one didn’t make an impact and I had a low impression of it. Not sure how I missed the boat then, as this fits perfectly with the others on the Vertigo label, except instead of guitar being the centerpiece, it’s the Hammond organ. Even better! The pacing can be a little slow, which is about the only thing keeping this from a classic rating.

Trifle – First Meeting. 1971. Japanese mini-LP. D: 10. Gritty UK horn rocker originally on Dawn, with tight sax and brass charts, organ, rhythm guitar and the expected BS&T like vocalist. Not as polished as Brainchild or as rocking as Heaven for example, more towards the R&B sound. A couple of gospel rockers keep this from the 11 level.

Novalis, Pancake, Missus Beastly, Vita Nova

Novalis – Brandung. 1977. LP. D: 9. Though I’m claiming a debut listen here, not really the case. Picked this one up in the early 90s where many albums like this tended to blur together. I can see where this song-oriented piece would be totally lost on me in those exploratory times. But the German language works well here, even if in a more traditional rock setting. Still plenty of the extended melodic guitar/keys that make Novalis so endearing. That said, this is nowhere near the high level of the first 3 albums. Beautiful gatefold cover eases any reservations of a quick sell, and as a result, probably will not see a CD upgrade anytime soon.


Pancake – No Illusions. 1979. LP. D: 11. German symphonic that at this late date would normally cause a cringe. It’s been forever since I heard the previous 2, but I’d venture to say I would still appreciate this one more. The introduction of great female vocals helps plenty (and NOT in the usual ridiculous higher ranges nor the Joplin imitation bit). Fully loaded analog keyboard kit (‘tron, Hammond, Moog). Nice guitar leads played across 6 extended tracks. A real surprise winner that I’m sure Garden of Delights will get to soon.


Missus Beastly – s/t. 1974. 15=15. The evolution to a 15 is a strange phenomena. Like many albums at first glance, Missus Beastly’s second album struck me simply as better than average. That was over 10 years ago when I first heard it. As the years went by, something about the album kept drawing me to it. Over time, the album grew from 10 to 11 to 12 to 13 to 14 and, finally last year, a 15. Not all 15 grade albums take this long of course, but this is one of those albums that gets into your skin and just won’t let go. It’s now to the point where the measuring stick for all things jazz rock must go up against it. “Cosmic Dreams At Play” says of this album “uninspired slick fusion”, which could not be further from the truth, and as a result I diss the guide as “uninformed”. The drumming on here is amazing, jet propelled, sporadic and energetic. The piano playing is divine, frequently compared to McCoy Tyner’s best work (which I still need to investigate myself). The dual sax/flute combination drives the melody and solo lines – always in control, and tunes that are memorable long after the music has stopped. And now we finally can hear the masters tape version on CD, thanks to Garden of Delights. Comes with 4 bonus tracks, which shows a much rawer and looser Missus Beastly, still very engaging. And, according to the liner notes, we can look forward to an entire live broadcast also from 1974 with Eddy Marron (Dzyan, Vita Nova) on guitar. I can barely contain myself….


Vita Nova – s/t. 1971. 11+12.  And speaking of Vita Nova, a very timely random rotation pick. An album that I have a poor musical memory of, despite having owned it since this Garden of Delights CD came out circa 1995. Vita Nova were an international trio based in Munich, who’s sole album was released in Austria. Featuring Eddy Marron on guitar, who frequently plays with a psych edge, as well as plenty of great fuzzed out Clavinet, Hammond and pipe organ by Sylvester Lavay. Truly inventive rock with no real obvious comparisons. Vita Nova could be seen as the followup to Os Mundi’s psych influenced “Latin Mass” album. A superb album that deserved its reputation even when it only existed as a major $$$ LP. Liner notes reveal the biggest surprise: That keyboardist Lavay was behind the mid 70s disco group Silver Convention (best known for their hit “Fly, Robin, Fly” amongst others).

Chicago, Alice Coltrane, Art Blakey & the Jazzmessengers, Grant Green, Johnny Coles, Pat Metheny Group, Cephalic Carnage, Toby Driver

Chicago – V

Terry Kath is a musical enzyme I have no protection against, as soon he starts bellowing or playing guitar I get loopy. As such, I’m finding I really adore this album, possibly the most of the Chicago studio albums as of today March 22, 2006 (it changes day to day). This has great grooves, improvs, songwriting, playing, arrangements, everything. Another way I can tell this connects is that I’m struggling paying attention to about 75% of what I’m playing lately, but seem to have no trouble when this comes on. I’m starting this at an 11, but I think I’ll like it enough to go up a notch or two.

Alice Coltrane – Huntington Ashram Monastery

This is probably the most obscure Alice Coltrane title that wasn’t a cassette-only release, its only CD release was the Japanese mini LP that came out in conjunction with the release of Translinear Light (or was it Fire? I can never keep that straight). Anyway it’s easier to look at an artist’s career path in retrospect, and you can pin this second release on the climbing curve that peaked with Journey to Satchidananda, Universal Consciousness and others. It’s sparse like A Monastic Trio (although I mean this in a musical sense rather than personnel), but starting to get the classic drone sound that would be very prevalent by Ptah the El Douad. Overall HAM doesn’t really leave me with a lot of impressions, it’s obviously a somewhat minor Alice release, but its subtlety may prove to be this opinion’s eventual undoing.

Art Blakey and the Jazzmessengers – Free for All

A relatively recent RVG reissue that didn’t impact my brainsphere so much. I’m not sure why yet, but I always expect my Blakey to pack more of a wallop than this one did. Given I don’t ever expect one of these to unexpectedly unfold like an Andrew Hill album, I don’t think this is ever gonna hit above a 10.

Grant Green – Grantstand

The Grant Green thing is something of a mystery to explain. So many of his albums have a wonderful late night club vibe that works perfectly for evening ambience. In fact the other night I almost stuck 6 of his CDs in the changer and hit start. When I’m concentrating I’m mostly taken by the man’s great feel on the guitar, when I’m overstimulated, the vibe is enough, gentle bluesy, drifty, provisionally positive.

Johnny Coles – Little Johnny C

Most second or third Blue Note reissues give me the feeling this Johnny Coles album does, a great upbeat hardbop album that might just click and go stratosphere. It’s got an early Joe Henderson and the rather subtle Pete La Roca on drums, both of which imply the depth to make this go far.

Pat Metheny Group s/t

My best memories of Metheny always come from seeing snippets of a performance on PBS or elsewhere. Everything seems fuller, heavier and more spontaneous than anything I’ve heard on album. This is often quoted as one of his best and I did indeed like it a little more than some of his later albums, but there’s still a production and compositional ethic at work here that doesn’t communicate with me. Despite that he’s a brilliant player.

Cephalic Carnage – Anomalies

This album sounds awfully normal for a band like Cephalic Carnage who are usually like a nightmare assault of experimental grindcore riffs with a great sense of humor (with the exception of an 18 minute doom EP). This album, so far, sounds more like a straight grind style. It’s extremely brutal, of course, and quite technical, but after two listens it’s just not quite as memorable as I’d expect from a band this wild. Then again, turning this up is an awful lot like going thermonuclear on your neighborhood.

Toby Driver – In the L… L… Library Loft

The arc of Driver’s career (Maudlin of the Well, Kayo Dot) has taken them into very unusual territory, but no more so than this first solo album. Driver strikes me as a musician fairly ahead of the curve, but often far enough out there to forget what to bring back. This is basically avant-garde work and it’s even less listenable than the more grating moments on the Kayo Dot CDs. Of course calling something self indulgent is usually more indicative of the opinion than what that opinion is covering, but the plethora of inside jokes and bizarre allusions are likely to be lost on many. I hate to say it but maybe it was Byron who was the real engine behind Maudlin?