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Post by neader on Jul 20, 2023 13:17:35 GMT -6
It shouldn't count since monastery did not close out his parenthesis.
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 20, 2023 15:09:41 GMT -6
It shouldn't count since monastery did not close out his parenthesis. FUCK - sorry y'all, I blew it (fwiw I typed that paragraph with my right hand while my cat was cradling in my left arm) |
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Post by doso on Jul 20, 2023 21:22:04 GMT -6
It shouldn't count since monastery did not close out his parenthesis. We’re not paying to air condition this entire graf! |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 21, 2023 10:20:30 GMT -6
 Just read about this one in Stereogum's monthly jazz column, Mingus' second album back after a 5-year hiatus from recording. This thing is awesome. Opening track "Canon" is the most beautiful Mingus piece I've ever heard. And the rest of the album toes that sublime line between abstraction (George Adams on sax is incredible, especially on "Opus 3") and hard-bop composition. It's the most "out" of anything I've heard of Mingus, and it suits him well. A late addition to my list of contenders, but it made a really big impression on me after the first listen. |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 21, 2023 11:36:39 GMT -6
 Had to unload a ton of boxes at work today, so I threw this one. Feeling like a hesher warehouse worker - something about heavy metal works well with repetitive labor. Somehow, this was my first Judas Priest album! One of the first heavy metal records that really clicked with me. I remember furiously foot-tapping while listening to "White Heat, Red Hot" as I last-minute crammed for an Arabic test at a campus cafe. Seven years later, I've forgotten nearly all the Arabic I learned, but at least I still know that Priest is awesome. |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 24, 2023 12:50:23 GMT -6
 Wildflowers: The New York Loft Jazz Sessions - a monster of a compilation and probably the single most essential document of the "loft jazz" era of NYC in the mid-70s. Basically, when the rise of fusion diminished the market share for the city's free-jazz / experimental-leaning musicians, they moved their concerts out of clubs and into their homes, hosting shows/jams/what-not in the affordable lofts that dotted Lower Manhattan in the 70s. Everything on here was recorded live in May 1976 at Studio Rivbea, a loft venue owned and operated by saxophonist Sam Rivers. The track listing here is a veritable Who's Who of the 70s-80s avant-jazz scene: Maurice and Ken McIntyre, Byard Lancaster, Sunny Murray, David Murray, Khan Jamal, Fred Hopkins, Henry Threadgill, Olu Dara (Nas's Dad), Don Moye, Anthony Braxton, Marion Brown, Wadada Leo Smith, Oliver Lake, Julius Hemphill, and even Randy Weston. And loooaaddds more. It was originally released as a 5-LP series - and it may be easiest to take in in those smaller chunks. The first LP (Tracks 1-5) is perfect all by itself. Kalaprusha Maurice McIntyre's addictingly funky composition "Jays," David Murray's taken on "Somewhere Over the Rainbow," then two wild, frenetic free pieces by Sam Rivers and Threadgill's AIR project. Those first five tracks alone would earn a spot on my list. The whole thing is great tho, I'd recommend "The Need to Smile," "Portrait of Frank Edward Weston," and "Clarity" in particular. |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 24, 2023 12:52:32 GMT -6
Wildflowers: The New York Loft Jazz Sessions - a monster of a compilation and probably the single most essential document of the "loft jazz" era of NYC in the mid-70s. Basically, when the rise of fusion diminished the market share for the city's free-jazz / experimental-leaning musicians, they moved their concerts out of clubs and into their homes, hosting shows/jams/what-not in the affordable lofts that dotted Lower Manhattan in the 70s. Everything on here was recorded live in May 1976 at Studio Rivbea, a loft venue owned and operated by saxophonist Sam Rivers. The track listing here is a veritable Who's Who of the 70s-80s avant-jazz scene: Maurice and Ken McIntyre, Byard Lancaster, Sunny Murray, David Murray, Khan Jamal, Fred Hopkins, Henry Threadgill, Olu Dara (Nas's Dad), Don Moye, Anthony Braxton, Marion Brown, Wadada Leo Smith, Oliver Lake, Julius Hemphill, and even Randy Weston. And loooaaddds more. It was originally released as a 5-LP series - and it may be easiest to take in in those smaller chunks. The first LP (Tracks 1-5) is perfect all by itself. Kalaprusha Maurice McIntyre's addictingly funky composition "Jays," David Murray's taken on "Somewhere Over the Rainbow," then two wild, frenetic free pieces by Sam Rivers and Threadgill's AIR project. Those first five tracks alone would earn a spot on my list. The whole thing is great tho, I'd recommend "The Need to Smile," "Portrait of Frank Edward Weston," and "Clarity" in particular. Btw, this one is currently not available on Spotify - one for the Tidalheads to check out. Or Youtube too, I suppose. |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 24, 2023 13:26:31 GMT -6
 Donald Byrd's Black Byrd, one of the essential fusion / jazz-funk recordings. A record that is smooth without losing its edge, is slick without being cloying. The melodies are gorgeous, the rhythm is constant - the bassists on here are working HARD. I love whatever's going on in the back of "Love's So Far Away". And Byrd's trumpet soars above the band - pushing just far enough to elevate the record beyond the legions of likeminded fusion bands of the era. A big favorite. |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 24, 2023 14:33:16 GMT -6
 Torn between Einstein or Music in 12 Parts, ended up going with the former - hard to top the grand scale of the whole project. When I was first getting into Dan Deacon in high school / early college, I kept trying to seek out music that sounded like his. Very busy, very majestic, very grand. I kept googling stuff like "Maximalist music"... oddly enough, it turned out minimalism was exactly what I was looking for. It's a fuckin' 3 hour record, so I've only sat and listened to it in full once or twice. But any given movement is bound to be beautiful. And with that, I'll leave you with some of the decade's most profound lyrics: "1, 2, 3, 4 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 1, 2, 3, 4 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 1, 2, 3, 4 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 1, 2, 3, 4 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 1, 2, 3, 4 (four) 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 (three, four, five, six) 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 (five, six, seven, eight) 1, 2, 3, 4 (four) 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 (three, four, five, six) 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 (three, four, five, six, seven, eight)" |
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Post by nanatod on Jul 24, 2023 14:50:26 GMT -6
my only date with a female metal band member was to see Donald Byrd at the Jazz Showcase in Chicago. [We were introduced by a mutual friend, and she was in kind of a relationship at the time, so this was a one-off date]. |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 25, 2023 10:28:01 GMT -6
 Funk can not only move - it can re-move. Can you imagine Doobie in your funk? OoOhHhh! F-U-N-K. Once upon a time called right now! Seriously it's impossible to get enough of this album. So fuckin' fun, so addictive, so musically genius. Some of the coolest back-of-the-beat basslines you'll ever hear. 7 songs in a tight 38 minutes, 7 irresistible grooves, about 1,000 unforgettable ad-libs. This is like the all-time great Good Mood album. Perfect for summer days where you just wake up feeling all right. Also a massive landmark whose effects continue to echo through funk, hip-hop, and - yes - jam. P-Funk deserves to be at the center of all Best American Band discussions*, end of. * Speaking of Best American Bands, I swear I can hear the MLB jam chords throughout "Night of the Thumpasaurus People" - any Heads hear it too? |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 25, 2023 12:59:40 GMT -6
 Spent some time with an old friend this afternoon, George Harrison's All Things Must Pass - the greatest Beatles album that never was. It's absurd how stacked this thing is. The entire first LP is hit after hit after hit (fave moments are the Dylan cover "If Not For You" and the Hey Jude reprise at the back of "Isn't It A Pity"). And the second one is no slouch either, "Beware of Darkness," "Let it Roll" and the title track are all stunning. Now, when I was first obsessed with this record (early college), I usually skipped over the last 5 tracks - the bonus third LP that George included for free, titled Apple Jam. Since then, well this has happened to me... *gestures broadly at Dead/Phish shirts and stickers* ... so, yeah, I absolutely fuck with Apple Jam these days. 40 minutes of instrumental workouts with George's band? Hell yes. Check out "Out of the Blue" for another taste of the MLB jam chords too (they come in around 7:30). In honor of this discover, I created this bad boy - re: The Best Beatles solo album:  |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 25, 2023 14:11:46 GMT -6
 Aretha Franklin - Amazing Grace: one of the few live albums that may make my list, this one is special. It kinda feels more like an Important Historical Document than a record, per se. Aretha and CL Franklin, flanked by a massive choir and none other than Bernard Purdie on drums, performing 80 minutes of some of the most swelteringly massive gospel music I've ever heard. It's a lot. I'm not someone who regularly reaches for this one - or gospel music in general - but, here, Aretha puts on a vocal performance strong enough to move mountains. Like, it feels like a testament to the Greatness of Humanity that we have this recording of her doing her thing. Just listen to the 10+ minute take on "Amazing Grace"... Like, holy shit!!! The way she pushes and pulls these notes apart and everyone in the choir loses the fuckin' minds?! "It was! It was!! It was!!!" around the 5:30 minute mark. It's spellbinding. |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 25, 2023 15:27:21 GMT -6
 It's raining out today, the most British of weather. So I put on this, the most British of albums. I think I stand by that. Fairport's Full House is more profoundly British than even Village Green Preservation Society or, like, that Susan Boyle album. It's Fairport's first album after Sandy Denny left the band, and their final full LP (in the original run) with Richard Thompson in the fold. Dave Swarbrick is a huge presence on fiddle here, and the whole thing feels like a trip to Medieval Times or something. I mean, there's a traditional song about a knight here (Sir Patrick Spens)! And it slaps! There's two instrumental reels! How many albums in the rock world can you jig to?! Plus Richard Thompson includes two of his very best ballads here, "Sloth" and "Poor Will and the Jolly Hangman". The former is probably Fairport's most jammy track (a big statement for a group who also has "A Sailor's Life" and "Mattie Groves"). Seriously, seek out some of the live bootleg versions of this one - they're downright explosive. And the later is just a deliciously dour Brit folk ballad. For some reason, I can't help but think that Jason Molina would've crushed this one. Idk if this will make my final list - the mixing is a little too roughshod, and there's a lot of UK folk-rock from this era that I prefer more. But it's a super fun listen that I'd highly recommend. |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 26, 2023 7:56:34 GMT -6
 X-Ray Spex - Germfree Adolescents: I don't love a lot of the first wave punk records. Nevermind the Bollocks, Damned Damned Damned, The Clash self-titled. A lot of times these groups worked best as singles bands at the start, then matured into making full-album statements. That was firmly not the case for X-Ray Spex. Wow wow wow do I love this record. Everything about it shimmers. The bone-rattling crunch of the Dolls-esque guitar riffs. The wailing saxophone counterpoints (provided by Lora Logic, who later launched her own excellent project: Essential Logic). Poly Styrene. Poly Styrene! The way she introduces every song by yelling out its title... "My miiiind is like a PLASTIC BAG!!!" Her incredibly off-kilter deliveries, i.e. "Ruler of the ~supermarket~" in that same track. The joy? that pulses through "I Live Off You", delivering "Yea, we're gonna be exploited!" like a Go-Gos chorus. Or, holy shit, "I hit him back! With my pet rrrrrrrrrat!" The songs rip, the lyrics are incendiary - and leagues above any of their contemporaries. Plus Poly is unquestionably the GOAT singer of the Punk 1.0 era. And all this doesn't even cover the beautiful title track, inexplicably titled "Germfree Adolescence" on Spotify. One of the greatest songs of all time. Full stop. Would be on my Top 10 songs of this entire decade - and if you haven't heard it yet, I implore you to check it out. Plus it's FKA twigs' favorite album! So what're you waiting for? Give it a listen this afternoon, you won't regret it. |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 26, 2023 9:28:12 GMT -6
 Speaking of great singles bands - it's the Buzzcocks! Another early punk record that I love love love. Shelley & Co's melodies are razor-sharp, the rhythms are crazy tight, and the whole thing has such a nervous urgency that you can't look away. I came across this album juuust before the move to streaming. I found "Ever Fallen In Love" on Youtube when I was like 14 and was blown away. I looked on eBay and I could get the Singles Going Steady CD used for $5. Okay, so now I needed to see if there were enough songs on it that I liked to make it worth it. The magic number was 5 - as buying four singles on iTunes (4 x 1.29) would be more than the CD price. So I queue up their other big songs on Youtube. "What Do I Get?" Yes. "I Don't Mind" Yes. "Love You More" Yes. "Everybody's Happy Nowadays" Holy shit yes. And boom - there it was. So I bought the CD, fell in love with it, and played it in the car constantly through the rest of high school. It's the perfect collection of indelible power-pop-punk. Sounds just as good a decade later, maybe even better? Also, shout-out to "Why Can't I Touch It?" another easy Top 10 song of the 70s. 6 and a half minutes of bliss - of being "in the pocket." The coolest bassline in punk rock / post-punk / whatever. Sounded amazing booming out of the speakers when I visited the old Amoeba Records in LA in 2013, and it sounds amazing booming out of shitty rental car speakers whenever I go on a roadtrip. The perfect-est song in a discography of perfect songs. |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 26, 2023 10:24:10 GMT -6
 One of the most important albums for me growing up. The Who were the first band I actively loved - even before I heard the Beatles, the Stones, etc. I heard "The Seeker" on Guitar Hero 3 when I was in like 5th grade and knew I needed to hear more. Sought out the big singles myself by listening to the 30-60 second iTunes previews. My parents weren't big Who fans, so I didn't have any CDs to work from - so I went to the Library and got a copy of Who's Next to burn to our computer. And ohhh man did I listen to this fucker a lot. I was playing USTA tennis at the time and would queue up "Baba O'Riley" before every big match. Didn't let my Mom change the channel when the radio played all 8 minutes of "Won't Get Fooled Again". Fell in love with my first real album cuts with Love Ain't For Keeping and Going Mobile. I watched videos of Keith Moon and (unfortunately) tried to play drums like him for a time. Had a giant poster in my room. I was a big fan. By high school my enthusiasm for them somewhat waned, but they were still the second big concert I ever saw: The Quadrophenia 50th Anniversary tour in Pittsburgh. Daltrey struggled at times but during the hits section he still nailed the screams and growls of "Won't Get Fooled" or "Behind Blue Eyes". It rocked. These days I actually return to this album with some frequency. Emma has a similar story of getting obsessed with Who's Next growing up, so we listen to it on road trips a lot. Her fave has always been "My Wife" lmao - I've tried to sell her on watching Blues Brothers b/c it's basically "My Wife: The Movie" at times. So far that hasn't really worked. Oh yeah, and I'd be remiss not to post this video - yesss Giles! |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 26, 2023 10:58:34 GMT -6
 And now Quadrophenia. I've always thought Tommy was kinda stupid. There's some campy charm in the interludes, but the whole thing is a little too silly for me. I prefer Quadrophenia - the Very Serious album about a dude with split personalities who's obsessed with his mod outfits and Vespa scooter. Want to hear a concept album where half the songs are about clothes? Daltrey and Townshend have you covered. That said, this thing works because the melodies are really fucking good. The Real Me is one of their best rockers. The bridge in "The Dirty Jobs" is stunning. Pete's lead songs are beautiful. His lighter, sensitive voice works so well with "Cut My Hair" and especially "I've Had Enough," probably the closest thing to a showtune The Who ever wrote. And I'm a Phish guy so of course I love Sea and Sand > Drowned. Back in 8th or 9th grade this was like a Top 5 album for me. It hasn't aged quite that well, but I still like it quite a bit. There's so much charm how - after the disastrous Lifehouse project - they got back up and swung for the fences again with another rock opera. Massive arrangements. Keith Moon pounding out an orchestra's worth of percussion on his kit. And yeah, the whole thing is a little goofy - but this time they nailed the silliness ratio. Somehow, against all odds, this album works. |
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Post by nanatod on Jul 26, 2023 11:05:29 GMT -6
the ex I met when the Buzzcocks played Metro, is the one I went with to The Who playing Quadrophenia at United Center a couple of months later. The encore included Won't Get Fooled Again and Behind Blue Eyes.
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Post by goodson on Jul 26, 2023 11:49:27 GMT -6
check out pete townshend's activities on the internet in late 90's/early 2000's if you haven't
some really good stuff about that guy
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 26, 2023 11:53:04 GMT -6
 Here it is - the greatest Disaffected Rockstar album of all time. In case anyone doesn't know the story - Jackson's fame was peaking in 1976, when his wife, actress Phyllis Major, passed away in March. He then threw himself into touring, working out his feelings while writing and performing new songs on the road. These songs were then mostly recorded live, touched up in studio, and released in 1977 as Running on Empty. If it only had the title track, I'd still consider it for my list. What a fuckin' gut-punch of a song. I mean: "Look around for the friends that I used to turn to to pull me through / Looking into their eyes, I see them running too" I never clocked this line when I was a kid, but godDAMN did this hit when I re-discovered Browne later in college. Normally when artists write about the banality of touring / life on the road, it can be dry. But not here. Browne's tales of ennui and temporary escape are harrowing. The Road, Rosie, Shaky Town. The red-eyed cover of Rev. Gary Davis' "Cocaine". He's just laying it all bare. And dressing everything up with melodies snappy enough and arrangements slick enough to make you think for a second that he's having a good time. Browne was figuring it out in his buses and hotel rooms in 1977. The scary truth: The road goes on forever, and the party never ends. (my only real complain w/ this record, btw, is that I'm pretty sure he could afford to pay his roadies more than the minimum wage) |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 26, 2023 11:55:51 GMT -6
Here it is - the greatest Disaffected Rockstar album of all time. In case anyone doesn't know the story - Jackson's fame was peaking in 1976, when his wife, actress Phyllis Major, passed away in March. He then threw himself into touring, working out his feelings while writing and performing new songs on the road. These songs were then mostly recorded live, touched up in studio, and released in 1977 as Running on Empty. If it only had the title track, I'd still consider it for my list. What a fuckin' gut-punch of a song. I mean: "Look around for the friends that I used to turn to to pull me through / Looking into their eyes, I see them running too" I never clocked this line when I was a kid, but godDAMN did this hit when I re-discovered Browne later in college. Normally when artists write about the banality of touring / life on the road, it can be dry. But not here. Browne's tales of ennui and temporary escape are harrowing. The Road, Rosie, Shaky Town. The red-eyed cover of Rev. Gary Davis' "Cocaine". He's just laying it all bare. And dressing everything up with melodies snappy enough and arrangements slick enough to make you think for a second that he's having a good time. Browne was figuring it out in his buses and hotel rooms in 1977. The scary truth: The road goes on forever, and the party never ends. (my only real complain w/ this record, btw, is that I'm pretty sure he could afford to pay his roadies more than the minimum wage) Forgot to mention, Fleetwood Mac is my Mom's favorite band, but this is probably her favorite album. Aside from "Cocaine" (which she always skipped lol), I heard all of these a thousand times growing up. Especially The Load Out / Stay. |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 26, 2023 11:56:41 GMT -6
check out pete townshend's activities on the internet in late 90's/early 2000's if you haven't some really good stuff about that guy   |
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Post by chvrchbarrel on Jul 26, 2023 12:30:00 GMT -6
theres a song on tommy about his uncle diddling him because he knows hes deaf and blind. right after this happens, tommy becomes a pinball wizard; correlation unclear.
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Post by kb on Jul 26, 2023 12:42:17 GMT -6
And now Quadrophenia. I've always thought Tommy was kinda stupid. There's some campy charm in the interludes, but the whole thing is a little too silly for me. I prefer Quadrophenia - the Very Serious album about a dude with split personalities who's obsessed with his mod outfits and Vespa scooter. Want to hear a concept album where half the songs are about clothes? Daltrey and Townshend have you covered. That said, this thing works because the melodies are really fucking good. The Real Me is one of their best rockers. The bridge in "The Dirty Jobs" is stunning. Pete's lead songs are beautiful. His lighter, sensitive voice works so well with "Cut My Hair" and especially "I've Had Enough," probably the closest thing to a showtune The Who ever wrote. And I'm a Phish guy so of course I love Sea and Sand > Drowned. Back in 8th or 9th grade this was like a Top 5 album for me. It hasn't aged quite that well, but I still like it quite a bit. There's so much charm how - after the disastrous Lifehouse project - they got back up and swung for the fences again with another rock opera. Massive arrangements. Keith Moon pounding out an orchestra's worth of percussion on his kit. And yeah, the whole thing is a little goofy - but this time they nailed the silliness ratio. Somehow, against all odds, this album works. did my senior thesis for film class on quadrophenia and aced it on the first draft. i dont' think i ever really need to listen to it again. /nanapost |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 26, 2023 13:23:45 GMT -6
 Gene Clark - No Other: One of those forgotten masterpieces that has been rhapsodized about so much in the last 20 years that its now been rightfully canonized. Ex-Byrd Gene Clark's big solo record - with help from nearly the entire LA scene in the early 70s, and it's a stunner. It sounds so full and rich. It's basically as if Phil Spector produced a folk-rock record. I love the way Gene's gentle croon is frequently enveloped by a joltingly high-mixed backing choir - see "Life's Greatest Fool" especially. It gives this record a kind of gospel-folk feeling. Add that to the heady pedal steel playing, dense production, and largely abstract lyrics - and you've got yourself some good ol' Cosmic Americana. Check out the final track, "Lady of the North" and tell me that doesn't sound like Cosmic American music to a tee. Gram usually gets the credit for coining that term, but I think No Other personifies the genre more than... well, no other, album. Its basically the lodestar for the whole private press folk scene, not to mention how its rediscovery / re-evaluation paved the way for the whole Light in the Attic thing. And it deserves its plaudits - it's simply a great record. |
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Post by zircona1 on Jul 26, 2023 14:26:51 GMT -6
I mean: "Look around for the friends that I used to turn to to pull me through / Looking into their eyes, I see them running too" My Dad has said this is one of his favorite lines of all time. |
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Post by scoots on Jul 27, 2023 8:03:45 GMT -6
Alright I'm still working through some albums, and I fully plan to actually make a list. First up this morning, holy shit this is an absolute banger:  |
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Post by monasterymonochrome on Jul 28, 2023 8:32:29 GMT -6
 Flying to Detroit today to meet up with some friends, figured this would be an appropriate record to soundtrack the flight. Probably the only write-up I'll do this week/end tho - still have like 35ish to go and still have to, ya know, actually order my list. But Songs in the Key of Life is an easy Top 10 inclusion. Could honestly come close to #1. I'd never even heard it until like 4 years ago. Emma and I were moving into our first apartment and I put this on while I was putting together some shit from IKEA. And then I listened to it again. And again the next day. And nearly every day after that for the rest of the month. I couldn't believe I'd let myself go that long without actually listening to Stevie. Everything here is just perfectly realized. Impossibly lush and crisp arrangements - that actually fuckin' move instead of being bogged down by their own weight. Lyrics from the sentimental to the incisive. And, rising above it all, Stevie's warm - often ecstatic, often wistful - voice. I love big, messy, double albums. Records that have a little chaff and sloppiness, as long as the Greater Goal is there. Double Nickels on the Dime, 69 Love Songs, Exile on Main Street (don't hurt me, doso). This is not one of those albums. Every song here is essential. Every song is perfect. Yes, even the baby cries on "Isn't She Lovely". Stevie does not waste anyone's time here - if you drop the needle on this one, you're locked in for the next hour-forty-five. And then maybe you go back again. And again. And again. |
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Post by neader on Jul 28, 2023 9:00:16 GMT -6
Joy Inside My Tears is a snoozer imo, but outside of that perfect album. LINOLT is up their with Plainsong as my favorite album opener. Enjoy Detroit.
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