Mr. Moderator

Mr. Moderator

When not blogging Mr. Moderator enjoys baseball, cooking, and falconry.

Dec 042007
 

Doin’ the job Fogerty was too proud to do

It’s going to be extremely difficult for anyone under the age of 43* to properly feel the stinging blows that Team Destroyer will deliver in support of George Thorogood’s Steel Cage Match against ZZ Top and Team Top, but we’ll do our best. Truth be told, it’s going to be only slightly less difficult for the older heads of Rock Town Hall to see the dim stars that will result from our sure-footed jabs, but victory will be all the sweeter.

Before we get into the music, let’s start with the original Look of a young George Thorogood. Take a good look at that cover shot that kicks off this thread. Can you handle what you see?!?!

Now, those of you nerds who remember, circa 1977, high-fiving over the back cover shot of Talking Heads in their little plaid shirts; those of you who discovered Jonathan Richman in his simple, little shirts; those of who were sickened by what rock had become following the age of KISS and other overblown, tarted up arena rockers, look inside your hearts and give Thorogood some respect for his initial choice of simple stage threads. Compare it with that of UK roots rockers like Dave “Saint of Roots Covers” Edmunds, and tell me Thorogood’s not working the same angle, that is Rock of The People.

Now listen to this song while I continue. Listen to it!

George Thorogood, “Move It On Over”

*As of December 4, 2007.
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Dec 032007
 


Townspeople,

This is not a throwdown I can promote and take part in with even the slightest bit of pride, but upon hearing about 8 seconds of George Thorogood’s “One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer” while flipping channels on the drive in this morning, I feel compelled to book the following Steel Cage Match, pitting ZZ Top against the Delaware Destroyer. Hear me out.

Let’s throw out all notions of Critical Acclaim, Authenticity, Cool, and Self-Respect. Let’s line up Team Top vs Team Destroyer, and throw in a half dozen examples of “best” songs by each artist, as chosen by each team of relative, possibly reluctant supporters, against the other in terms of Listenability.

We will ask ourselves – and debate – which artist’s best songs are easiest to listen to, if forced to do so.

Also, each team will have the option of choosing three “skeletons” from the other artist’s catalog. There may be a need, if your team finds itself “winning” this debate by positive means, of embarrassing the other team’s artist.

Let me know what you think about this. Today we can start lining up in support of one artist or the other. Maybe we start developing the list of 6 “best” songs and 3 skeletons. Then we’ll gather those audio examples and see how this plays out in the Steel Cage. Are you game?

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Dec 012007
 

It’s about time

Thought I’d share a few treats I’ve picked up over recent weeks. As usual, with the exception of Art Bears, a band I’ve long dug, I can be considered late to the party on these bands, but better late than never…

I’d read mention of The Glands whenever seeing if there was anything else to check out from that Elephant 6 scene. On eMusic, there was a review for an old album that Ira Robbins, I believe (or maybe Yo La Tengo’s Ira) said sounded like what the Pretty Things would have sound like had they been from the South blah blah blah… Give me a break! It sounds like a more rocking version of most Elephant 6 stuff. Nevertheless. I like the album I downloaded. Wish I could give you more details, but that would make me a real rock critic!

The Glands, “When I Laugh”

I’ve been keeping an eye on The Saturday People‘s self-titled album from some time ago. It’s funny, I’d heard songs from this album a long time ago and always liked them. There’s also a reviewer for The Big Takeover whose taste in music and writing style I’ve always liked. One day I put it together that this writer was the leader of The Saturday People! I had to buy the album. It took me a couple more years to remember, but I’m real happy with this purchase! I think I read that the band has since broken up and the writer/leader has a new project. I’ll try to catch up with that before this decade’s over!

The Saturday People, “Find Out”

The Saturday People, “That Settles That”

The Saturday People, “No Matter Where You Are”

Eno approved

On eMusic I also saw some blurb for an album by The Books in which Brian Eno said it was the most interesting album he’d heard in ages, or something like that. After those U2 and James albums it’s still hard to resist the temptation of checking out whatever Eno says he digs, so I checked it out. I dug most of it, especially the more instrumental tracks. Reminded me of something Townsman General Slocum might do.

The Books, “Tokyo”

The Books, “There Is No There”

Finally, Art Bears have always been my favorite setting for the noodlings of Fred Frith and Chris Cutler. For a “weird,” artsy woman singer, Dagmar Krause is surprisingly appealing. This song ends with a pretty rocking exploration of The Power and Glory of Rock, a rare treat from this crew.

Art Bears, “In Two Minds”

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Nov 302007
 

After weeks of negotiations, Rock Town Hall has obtained exclusive rights to run excerpts from E-Street Band legend Clarence Clemons‘ forthcoming autobiography, No Small Parts for The Big Man. In our first installment Clarence recounts the day The Boss presented him with a new assignment.

By The River Danny was already getting half of my “touches” with that rinky-dink Farfisa organ. Some folks couldn’t leave that wheezy thing back in the garage. The garage rock contingency in the E-Street Band was always trying to make itself heard above he more complex, subtle members of the band, like Roy and Max. God bless ’em! I always saw myself as the bridge among the musicians, and it goes without saying that all roads led to The Boss himself. Now I don’t want you to get the wrong idea. I was all-state footballer long before anyone outside Norfolk County, Virginia had heard me blow my horn. The Big Man was a lineman, so “touches,” that is, opportunities to carry and catch the football, were not in my repertoire. I was in the trenches, making the quarterback and all the other pretty boys look good. These may not have been my glory days, but The Big Man could play. Attended Maryland State College (now the University of Maryland, Eastern Shore) on an football athletic scholarship. Thought I was headed for the show, the National Football League.

As it was, the Man with the Plan had another show in mind. My parents gave me the gift of my first saxophone, but the Lord gave me the breath to blow down any walls set in my way. With the spiritual guidance of our Maker and as many King Curtis records as I could lay my hands on, I was prepared for that first time The Boss called for “Big Man!” to step forward and take it home with a solo.

Bruce called us together for the first rehearsals toward an album he said would take us in a new direction. “My Daddy said to me the other morning at breakfast, ‘Bruce, when you gonna grow up and play some real music?’ I said, ‘Pops, whaddaya talkin’ about? I been playin’ real music…” Well, you know how Bruce can get on a roll about his breakfast chats with his dad. Long story short, according to him the old man sold him on the idea of streamlining his sound and putting out an album that would once and for all move beyond his comfort zone of middle class kids from the Northeast corridor. Sounded good to me.

Bruce began by walking us through a new song called “Born in the USA”. Continue reading »

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