Nov 082010
 

Mom!

I’m going to try something new tonight that’s long been considered but not the slightest bit approached…until I finally put a few hours of work into a Rock Town Hall podcast, which I’m calling Saturday Night Shut-In.

Tonight’s inaugural edition is 33 minutes and 32 seconds of scratchy, old vinyl selections (other than our digitally developed theme song) as well as a couple of snippets of your very own Mr. Moderator’s commentary. (That’s right, I won’t be quitting my day job.) Some of our very own Townspeople are name-checked for their influence on my recent stack of records sitting in front of my stereo!

[audio:https://www.rocktownhall.com/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/RTH-Saturday-Night-Shut-In-1.mp3|titles=Rock Town Hall’s Saturday Night Shut-In, episode 1]

Dowload episode 1 (30 MB).

If this in any way adds to our listening and bullshitting capabilities, I’d be happy to make it a running series and encourage you to contribute your own podcasts. Enjoy!

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Nov 052010
 

Originally published January 30, 2007. (I’ve since acquired an iPod but stand behind these views.)

A lot of my friends ask me why I have held out on the iPod revolution. “Hey, Mr. Mod,” I hear almost weekly, “why are you still holding out on the iPod revolution?”

They tell me I can carry 85,000 songs with me wherever I go. They tell me I can hit Shuffle and not hear the same song twice for the next 3 years. They tell me the iTunes store has almost everything. They tell me I can just delete the songs I’d have to skip on vinyl or a CD. They tell me about the weird and wonderful combinations of songs that just happen to pop up in random order, say Funkadelic’s “Can You Get to That” followed by Glen Campbell’s “Galveston” followed by something from that Outkast soundtrack album, which really wasn’t that bad.

Truth be told, whenever I hear about one of these fantastic random sequence experiences a friend had, I don’t know what to say. It’s an I had to be there moment. I had to be in my friend’s head. My friend’s bopping along in his or her little iShuffle, headphones helping to mainline the grooves, and there’s little room for me in the equation. I can’t dislodge an earbud from my friend’s ear and share in the iGroove, can I?

It used to be, when faced with the faraway eyes of an iProselyte, I’d go on some rant about how I didn’t want to be beholden to the Apple Empire, dammit! That never quite cut it. I don’t know if it was my delivery or what. Then I tried blaming the earbuds, but someone was bound to point out other headphone alternatives that were much more comfortable, that had better sound quality, that blocked out all surrounding noises. “If there’s one thing I can’t stand,” they might say, “it’s hearing the damn pilot tell me we’re now flying over Lake Michigan when I’ve got some Mothers cranking.”

I regret the years I tried to convince people of the reasons for my not wanting an iPod based on some socially or technologically relevant grounds. These days I’m up front about it:
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Finally!

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Oct 122010
 

A shot in the arm of the recording industry!

For a while now, I’ve been wondering when the music industry would grab their shoulders with both hands and yank their collective head out of their collective ass.

Now, they are finally starting to cater to the criminally underserved 78 rpm market.

According to Tom Waitswebsite, “On November 19th, Preservation Hall Recordings will release 504 limited edition hand-numbered 78 rpm vinyl records featuring two tracks by the Preservation Hall Jazz Band with very special guest Tom Waits.”

Although this doesn’t benefit me directly, it gives me hope that someday soon I’ll be able to enjoy new releases on my preferred format, the wax cylinder.

On a related note, is anybody else excited about the Leon Redbone box set that is being released exclusively on 1,500 kg piano rolls?

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Oct 042010
 

John Lennon would have been 70 this week. As you may have heard, the entire solo Lennon catalog is being reissued, remastered, reboxed, rebought. There will be countless reassessments of the man’s solo career, with references to long outdated terms like primal scream therapy and lost weekend. These reassessments will likely include seemingly outrageous defenses for generally considered turds, like Some Time in New York City and Rock ‘n Roll. There are bonus discs involved in these reissues, including demos from the Plastic Ono Band debut and a stripped-down Double Fantasy (“But not stripped down enough, not stripped of Yoko’s songs!” I hear some of you cackling). Best yet, if my reading retention was on, you can buy these CDs, including the bonus discs, individually rather than being tied to shelling out for the 11-CD box set, as is too often the case in these massive reissues.

As Lennon’s solo career is reconsidered, some of us in the Halls of Rock may find ourselves rolling our eyes and snorting over the original Lennon Pass. However, it’s hard to argue that Lennon is not a deservedly a beloved and missed figure. Who can blame any of us for having interest in re-examining a solo catalog that was mostly disappointing in its time? To spark this week’s inevitable reassessment of John Lennon’s solo career, let’s hear your gut answers to the following Lennon-oriented Dugout Chatter questions…after the jump! Continue reading »

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Sep 212010
 

I went to a Record Show the other day, which is something I have always liked to do. Lately, they’ve been like having a mega Record Store all to yourself, but last Sunday was different. It was packed! The way it used to be in the early ’80s. [Which reminds me, if you have never been to one, and you go, don’t put your bag on a row of records and look through the one next to it. I know, there isn’t anywhere else to put your records, but I got tired of asking people to get their shit off the crate next to them.] That was good to see, and prices were still generally three bucks for the records I want anyway. Since Alive Naturalsound started reissuing The Nerves‘ and Breakaways‘ stuff, I’ve been getting more interested in Paul Collins‘ side of things. I always liked Peter Case, but didn’t really follow Paul at all. I found the first Beat album, and loved it. I found a more recent one, Ribbon of Gold, and I loved that, too. So I was kind of surprised to find the second Paul Collins Beat album, The Kids Are the Same at the show I was at, and I figured I had to grab it. I was expecting another good power pop kind of album, and I think it holds up well.

This came out in ’81 or ’82, which is about when I started raising a family on $4.50 an hour. Cable TV was something I did not even think of having, so I missed whatever MTV airplay Wikipedia said this album got. What I did have was a radio and we listened to it all night at work on the night shift. I can remember hearing this song, “On the Highway,” and it was one of those songs that I instantly loved and instantly thought was a perfect nighttime song, like “Marquee Moon.” The problem is, I knew who sang “Marquee Moon,” but back then college kids spent way more time playing records than telling you what they played, so I never knew who sang this, what album it was on, or anything about it. I put it on yesterday afternoon and was feeling pretty good about my purchase (nice clean record, not noisy, flat and sounds great) and this song that I loved came out of nowhere and was cranking out right there in my own living room!

Has that ever happened to you? It’s happened once or twice to me, but it’s been a long time. I think that’s like the best feeling of all in a Rock Music Nerd’s Life (or lack thereof). It happens so seldom, but I have a feeling it’s what keeps me digging through crates and reading about music instead of living a normal life. What song jumped off a record unexpectedly on you?

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Jul 202010
 

Last night the family and I drove over to Weber’s, an old-fashioned, American Graffiti-style drive-in near us for after-dinner milkshakes and root beer floats. I recently loaded The Cars‘ first album on my iPod to please my wife during summer drives. It’s on of her high school favorites, and I figured it would be a good time to introduce our boys to the album on our short drive. A massive thunderstorm broke out, so the normally 5-minute drive took a good 20 minutes. We ended up letting the album play out as we enjoyed our desserts. The boys warmed up to the album after our oldest son’s initial “What’s this music?!?!” as “Let the Good Times Roll” kicked things off. My wife loved every minute of it, and I got to thinking about the days when commercial radio stations played more than one track from a new album – and more than one track from an artist, for that matter.

Long before I bought a used vinyl copy of the first Cars album and long after having seen them at Philadelphia’s soon-to-be-demolished Spectrum, at my first-ever rock concert (Greg Kihn Band opened, playing “Roadrunner,” which at the time I had no idea was connected to Cars’ drummer David Robinson – and yes, I can see how the fact that this connection came to me while sucking down a root beer float last night might be seen as pathetic) I knew every song on that first album. Late on a Sunday night, FM radio stations in the late-’70s occasionally featured a new release in its entirety, but that’s not how I knew every song on this new album, The Cars. Rather it was because, in those days, there were occasionally new albums, over the course of the album’s first few months on the market, radio stations would incorporate into their playlists almost in their entirety. I don’t know what kind of payola system was in place for this to happen, how much coke satin-clad DJs snorted off the nipples of hookers, or what, but older heads will recall: there was a time when a new album often resulted in three or four tracks being played on the radio. As in the case of the first Cars album, there were even albums that DJs felt confident dropping the needle down at any point. I’m not dreaming, am I? As I listened to The Cars last night it occurred to me that the album contained not a single deep cut in its time!

I was trying to remember other albums on which every song was regularly played on the radio during the first few months of the album’s release. Only counting albums that I would have heard when they were fresh (ie, classic Beatles, Stones, and Who albums from the ’60s and early ’70s, which had been featured in whole on the likes of A-Z Weekends [remember them?] do not count for me), I thought of The Rolling Stones’ Some Girls, The Cars, and then two albums that probably mark the tail-end of this phenomenon – and that may have each spawned an album’s worth of songs that charted, Michael Jackson’s Thriller and Bruce Springsteen’s Born in the USA. I’ve never owned the last two albums and I was already too-cool-for-school when they invaded the airwaves, but there was no getting around hearing every track on those albums played to death on commercial radio.

Are there other albums like that from your experience? Again, weed out any Classic Rock albums that you’ve heard on the radio years after they were released; keep it fresh. Has there been an album since the MJ and Boss records that reached this status? Maybe Nirvana’s Nevermind was the last to come close, but what do I know about albums that have been released and played on the radio since? Could you ever imagine anything like this happening again? Are the days of DJs doing coke off a hooker’s nipples that far in the past?

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