Thursday, March 24, 2016
Monday, March 21, 2016
Les Claypool of Primus + Sean Lennon = Delirium! Audio of New Collaboration "Mr. Wright"
According to Pitchfork, the new band will tour this year:
The Claypool Lennon Delirium:
06-04 Orlando, FL - The Beacham
06-05 Tampa, FL - The Ritz
06-07 Athens, GA - Georgia Theatre
06-09 Wilmington, NC - Greenfield Lake Amphitheatre
06-10 Asheville, NC - Orange Peel
06-11 Manchester, TN - Bonnaroo
06-12 St. Louis, MO - The Pageant
06-14 Kansas City, MO - Crossroads
06-15 Minneapolis, MN - Skyway Theatre
06-17 Garrettsville, OH - Nelson Ledges Quarry Park
06-18 Port Chester, NY - Capitol Theatre
07-21 Seattle, WA - The Showbox SoDo
07-22 Jacksonville, OR - Britt Pavilion
07-23 Portland, OR - Roseland Ballroom
07-25 Jackson Hole, WY - Pink Garter Theatre
07-26 Missoula, MT - Wilma Theatre
07-27 Salt Lake City, UT - The Depot
07-29 Los Angeles, CA - Fonda Theatre
07-30 Tempe, AZ - Marquee Theatre
07-31 Las Vegas, NV - Brooklyn Bowl
08-02 Santa Ana, CA - The Observatory
08-03 San Diego, CA - Observatory North Park
08-04 San Luis Obispo, CA - Fremont Theatre
08-05-07 Buena Vista, CO - Vertex Festival
08-09 Iowa City, IA - Englert Theatre
08-11 Detroit, MI - Majestic Theatre
08-12 Columbus, OH - Express Live! Indoor Pavilion
08-13 Scranton, PA - Peach Fest
08-26 Boston, MA - HOB Boston
08-27 New Haven, CT - College Street Music Hall
08-28 Portland, ME - State Theatre
08-30 New York, NY - Irving Plaza
08-31 Philadelphia, PA - The Fillmore
09-01 Washington, D.C. - 9:30 Club
Sean's father was also a musician, best known as rhythm guitarist and sometimes vocalist/songwriter for the 1960's era British boy band The Beatles.
Sean's been making great music himself for years, most recently as part of Ghost of The Saber Tooth Tiger with Charlotte Kemp Muhl. If you haven't checked out their stuff and Sean's other work, do yourself a favor and do so immediately. The neo-psychedelic sounds will appeal to fans of Sean's father's band, and, in fact, Sean's voice can be remarkably similar at times to his dad's (Lennon did teach Sean to speak after all, as well as passing on the DNA, so it's not a shocker they should sound alike). This is not as much of a distraction as you might think, and the overall effect is soothing and nostalgic,the sound of glancing toward the past while boldly stepping into the future.
I've never been a huge Primus fan, but this collaboration seems to be quite promising.
06-05 Tampa, FL - The Ritz
06-07 Athens, GA - Georgia Theatre
06-09 Wilmington, NC - Greenfield Lake Amphitheatre
06-10 Asheville, NC - Orange Peel
06-11 Manchester, TN - Bonnaroo
06-12 St. Louis, MO - The Pageant
06-14 Kansas City, MO - Crossroads
06-15 Minneapolis, MN - Skyway Theatre
06-17 Garrettsville, OH - Nelson Ledges Quarry Park
06-18 Port Chester, NY - Capitol Theatre
07-21 Seattle, WA - The Showbox SoDo
07-22 Jacksonville, OR - Britt Pavilion
07-23 Portland, OR - Roseland Ballroom
07-25 Jackson Hole, WY - Pink Garter Theatre
07-26 Missoula, MT - Wilma Theatre
07-27 Salt Lake City, UT - The Depot
07-29 Los Angeles, CA - Fonda Theatre
07-30 Tempe, AZ - Marquee Theatre
07-31 Las Vegas, NV - Brooklyn Bowl
08-02 Santa Ana, CA - The Observatory
08-03 San Diego, CA - Observatory North Park
08-04 San Luis Obispo, CA - Fremont Theatre
08-05-07 Buena Vista, CO - Vertex Festival
08-09 Iowa City, IA - Englert Theatre
08-11 Detroit, MI - Majestic Theatre
08-12 Columbus, OH - Express Live! Indoor Pavilion
08-13 Scranton, PA - Peach Fest
08-26 Boston, MA - HOB Boston
08-27 New Haven, CT - College Street Music Hall
08-28 Portland, ME - State Theatre
08-30 New York, NY - Irving Plaza
08-31 Philadelphia, PA - The Fillmore
09-01 Washington, D.C. - 9:30 Club
Sean's father was also a musician, best known as rhythm guitarist and sometimes vocalist/songwriter for the 1960's era British boy band The Beatles.
Sean's been making great music himself for years, most recently as part of Ghost of The Saber Tooth Tiger with Charlotte Kemp Muhl. If you haven't checked out their stuff and Sean's other work, do yourself a favor and do so immediately. The neo-psychedelic sounds will appeal to fans of Sean's father's band, and, in fact, Sean's voice can be remarkably similar at times to his dad's (Lennon did teach Sean to speak after all, as well as passing on the DNA, so it's not a shocker they should sound alike). This is not as much of a distraction as you might think, and the overall effect is soothing and nostalgic,the sound of glancing toward the past while boldly stepping into the future.
I've never been a huge Primus fan, but this collaboration seems to be quite promising.
Monday, March 7, 2016
The Byrds 1973 Reunion Flop: What Happened?
In the past year, I accidentally picked up The Byrds' 1973 reunion album Byrds from the library.
I had never heard of it before.
After having enormous success as the kings of L.A.'s Sunset Strip rock clubs, The Byrds toured the U.S. and U.K. and topped charts on both sides of The Atlantic with hits such as 1965's Mr. Tambourine Man and Turn, Turn, Turn.
Before long, Gene Clark, at one point the group's main singer and songwriter, departed... Crosby also left (was fired, actually)... then Gram Parsons came, saw, and conquered, before leaving as well. By 1973, The Byrds had lost much of their mid-60's lustre. Crosby, of course, had struck gold doing harmonies with Crosby, Stills, Nash and sometimes Young. Gene Clark's solo career had failed to take off, despite some stellar efforts shortly before and after this reunion album.
There were high hopes for the reunion album, which featured all of the original Byrds - Roger McGuinn, Crosby, and Gene Clark on guitar and vocals, Chris Hillman on bass, vocals, and mandolin, and Michael Clarke on drums.
Yet the album apparently came and went without much notice being paid by music critics or the general public.
Listening to it for the first time, I was pleasantly surprised. It's a great album, particularly Gene Clark's four contributions - two songs he wrote, Full Circle and Changing Heart, and two Neil Young songs he brought to the project: Cowgirl in the Sand and (See The Sky) About To Rain.
How could such an album slip through the cracks? Supposedly there were a few negative reviews - people missed the Rickenbacker and Dylan songs translated into folk-rock and three- (or sometimes four-) part harmony - and a tour supporting the album's release was cancelled.
Still, I was baffled as to why such a great album wasn't appreciated at the time (or since, for that matter).
Then I found this Rolling Stone review by Jon Landau (later a producer/manager for Springsteen).
It does seem unnecessarily mean-spirited, dismissive, smarmy, and cynical, even by Landau's standards.
Remembering how influential Rolling Stone was at the time, pre-Interweb and such, I wondered if this review could have single-handedly sunk the fortunes of this fine album...
from Rolling Stone...
Not Rated
To tell the truth, I would rather write about
some of the fine new albums released since the first of this year — including
Dr. John's In the Right Place (his best). Todd Rundgren's near best A Wizard/A
True Pop Star, Dusty Springfield's Cameo (an absolutely stunning return to
recording), Judee Sill's Heart Food (possibly as good as her first), The Harder
They Fall (a great soundtrack and introduction to Jimmy Cliff) and Bob Seger's
Back In '72 (a superb regional star from Detroit finally makes good). But at
the moment, I am obliged to comment on the most disappointing and one of the
dullest albums of the year, Byrds. At their best, they were once my favorite
white American rock & roll band, but not only isn't this their best — it is
barely them.
The Byrds were the most stylistically unified
of American rock bands but paradoxically, this is an album without a style. It
has little to do with the original band except that it is performed by its
nominal members. I say nominal because everyone knows that only Roger McGuinn
performed instrumentally on most of Mr. Tambourine Man, the most auspicious
debut American album in pop Sixties rock, outdone internationally only by the
Stones' England's Newest Hitmakers. The rest of the music was supplied by Joe
Osborne, Hal Blaine, and, if memory serves, Leon Russell. It was music that
combined contemporary material with high-pitched, almost whiney harmony, and
the full-bodied ring of McGuinn's Rickenbacker 12-string guitar.
When the group decided to play its own music on
Turn! Turn! Turn! they were forced to equal, if not copy, the style that had
been handed them by the L.A. studio musicians. Despite such great cuts as Gene
Clark's "Set You Free This Time" (which almost equaled his "I'll
Feel a Whole Lot Better," from the earlier album) they simply weren't up
to it. But on Fifth Dimension they flew off into the cosmos and hard rock, leaving
behind the Dylan songs and doing it all without Gene Clark. The loss of his
middle-ranged voice threw the vocal equilibrium off and forced the group into a
more adventurous instrumental style, a challenge that McGuinn met head on with
such masterpieces as "Eight Miles High" and "5D."
Younger Than Yesterday and Notorious Byrd
Brothers stand with Mr. Tambourine Man as their greatest albums and I used to
have a hell of a time choosing between them. The former contained the flowering
of Hillman's ornate bass style and the perfection of the progressively harder
rock approach. "Everybody's Been Burned" was easily the best piece of
music Crosby ever created and "Thoughts And Words" was one of their
purest ventures into rock & roll.
Crosby departed during the production of
Notorious but the album contains McGuinn's magnum opus, "Get To You."
It also makes more and better use of the studio than any American rock band
album of its time, faltering only during the second side. As a result, I would
rate Younger Than Yesterday their best album, Mr. Tambourine Man second, and
Notorious Byrd Brothers third. And I also maintain that with the possible
exception of the Band's albums (which came a little later) it is the core of
the greatest white American rock band music of its time.
David Crosby has said there was only one band
called the Byrds, the original five people listed on the top of the new album
cover. I disagree. The Byrds remained the Byrds until Crosby left, three albums
after Gene Clark split. By then it was clearly a new group, one which continued
to make fine music on Sweetheart of the Rodeo and the much underrated Ballad of
Easy Rider. In reality, McGuinn usually kept his Byrds above the quality of the
groups that his original colleagues found themselves in, even if the redeeming
moments came only in bits and pieces such as "Chestnut Mare," a
performance superior to anything any of the others has created since they left.
Despite the fact that he was one of the lesser songwriters in the band, McGuinn
always made the greatest contribution to its stylistic supremacy. And he is the
only one who could have made the name stick on his own.
On the new album he participates as a mere
equal, with David Crosby taking sole production credit. Perhaps that is why it
is a record without focus, the product of a continually changing group that
never finds a center around which to construct an album. It is a different band
for each of the four lead singers and while they make complementary music, it
is never a continuous piece, which is what the Bryds were once all about.
Of course the group is under no obligation to pick up where it left off and probably couldn't even if it wanted to. Too many changes and all of that. But the meaning of the Byrds' music was in its style, as specific and well-defined as has ever been created in American rock & roll. The depressing thing about this album is not the absence of the old form, but the absence of any form at all. Byrds is 11 songs, some good, some bad, sung in rotation by different, dislocated members of a non-existing band. It was undoubtedly made in a friendlier environment than the old records (with their rumored walkouts and punchouts) but the new environment seems to have made for a slack, undirected piece of jelly instead of a firm, rooted, moving album.
I used to wish they would let Gene Clark sing
lead more until I realized that he had one of those voices that sounds best in
small doses. He has two of the best things on the new album, "Full
Circle" and "Changing Heart" (as well as Neil Young's "See
The Sky"). His songwriting is still excellent, although not up to the best
of his early Byrds days, and he transcends the mediocrity of the arrangements
with relative ease. The background voices sing more parts than harmony, eliminating
another hallmark of the old approach. The drumming sounds distant and
lackluster, with none of the bite of the Younger Than Yesterday pounding that
came as such a welcome surprise at the time.
McGuinn is showcased on "Sweet Mary"
and "Born to Rock 'n' Roll," both distressingly ordinary, the latter
confirming the fact that he can't handle straight rock & roll. Neither can
the band as it huffs and puffs its way through a genuinely trite arrangement.
Where the old Byrds used to cover Dylan, the
new ones cover Joni Mitchell and Neil Young. "For Free" is one of
Joni's more obvious and popular tunes but David Crosby and Co. do nothing to it
at all, permitting it to sit there on the grooves as if it was intended to be
heard without ever being performed, "Cowgirl in the Sand" is done
more or less as a group effort and is at least given a more convincing
interpretation.
Chris Hillman has two lightly enjoyable pieces
of fluff. "Things Will Be Better" actually sounds like a Byrds song
during the verse although its effectiveness is vitiated by a mundane chorus.
"Borrowing Time" is vaguely derivative of "Uncle John's
Band" and thoroughly enjoyable for the brief time it takes up.
Crosby's ponderousness on "Long Live the
King" and "Laughing" bear some vague relationship to the superb
"What's Happening?!?!" of Fifth Dimension but wind up as empty shells
of songs, closer to the absurd paranoia of "Almost Cut My Hair" than
his great Byrds' number.
Clark's interpretation of Young's "See The
Sky" ends the album nicely. It is the most successful of the lyrically
ambitious numbers and a fair interpretation of the officially unrecorded song
(it once showed up on a bootleg). Like everything else, it lacks the nervous
energy and sheer tension that would have pushed the entire album onto a higher
level of quality.
There are some artists for whom a relaxed pace
and presentation is most natural: there are others whose art depends on active
tension and conflict. The Byrds combined both elements. Their music was as
homogenous as any in rock & roll but they could hurt when they wanted to.
At their best, they sounded like some exotic mixture of velvet and nails.
They protected us when things got too harsh and woke us up when they got too mellow. Take away the nails and the smoothness becomes slickness, entertaining as background stuff but rarely compelling as rock art. And if the original Byrds didn't create a form of rock art, then there is no such thing.
They protected us when things got too harsh and woke us up when they got too mellow. Take away the nails and the smoothness becomes slickness, entertaining as background stuff but rarely compelling as rock art. And if the original Byrds didn't create a form of rock art, then there is no such thing.
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