Rounding Out the Month with a Full Length

I'm getting a bit hungry.

I think okonomyaki is on the docket for today, but that won't be until much later.
Which means I have to see what's available to tide me over until then.

After this, I suppose.

Horselaugh on my Ex (2000)

For fuck's sake, this one is almost twenty fucking years old. Where does the time go.

It's our good buddy, Stewart Anderson of Boyracer fame doing his solo thing as he did before moving to the States. This one is lots and lots of noisy staticky distorted lo-fi fuckery of the highest order. It's the lovely sound of gleefully not giving a fuck once the record button is pressed.

Let it lull you into a stupor.

And when you come to, go and give Stewart some of your money so we can have more.

Maybe another Tricia Yates Fanclub lp. That one is bomb, as the kids used to say.

All the Kingsmen

A two-fer.

Names the same, different bands

Haunted Castle (1966)

It's the band and a single with the song that you most immediately think of when you see the name the Kingsmen. "Louie Louie" is the b-side here.

It's an essential part of every music collection and having a nice mono version from a half a century old 45 just makes it sweeter.

You are now prepared in case a toga part breaks out near you.

The A-side is a nice instrumental number too.

You're welcome.

Week End (1958)


What may add to some confusion is that there had previously been a band with a Top 40 hit (this song) by a different group calling itself the Kingsmen.

This Kingsmen was actually the Comets of Bill Haley & the Comets moonlighting for a little extra cash.

It's a nice little instrumental bit of the Rock and Roll.

It is also Toga Party appropriate.

You're welcome.

Just

Whatever. I'm on a roll
and there are poppy seeds.
They make my ass itch.


Are either of these singles a revelation of goodness?
Not really, I'd actually debated whether or not about posting them at all individually, but I do like to bundle names and concepts together.

So here we are.

Hook, Line and Sink Her (1977)

From Tampa, Florida came Just Boys who were Power Pop but leaned a bit more heavily on the Rock side of that equation. 
Nice hair though.

I Can't Grow Peaches on a Cherry Tree (1966)

This is a 1960's Folk Rock duo by Al Gorgoni and Chip Taylor who together and separately wrote a shit ton of songs in the 60's. Chip Taylor being himself responsible for "Wild Thing" which I shouldn't have to remind you of. It's already in your head and irritating you just reading that. (He's also the hand behind "Angel of the Morning" which almost negates any good he ever did.)

Google the names and see how many you know.

Jumping in the Night

I had to flip my schedule this week for a work related two day class. My internal clock is all kinds of fucked up right now and I have to go back to work tomorrow night.

Thusly I fixed the espresso machine last night and am enjoying one right now, though my body really wants to be sleeping instead.

Sick Girls (1979)

The Jumpers were from Buffalo, New York. That's about the only information there really is.

Both sides have been comped multiple times on various KBD type records which is or isn't a recommendation.

Here it is in its original undiluted form.

Death Squad of the Mind (1988)

Johnny and the Jumper Cables was the work of Kenne Highland from the original Gizmos after his stint in the Marines and a subsequent move to Boston and umpteen bands and recording projects before and after. He brings the rock and roll. 

Prepare to be moved.

It's Beat Time, It's Hop Time

SO.

Last month's compilation was a Tribute to the Fall.

This month we have among others, the Fall paying tribute to somebody else.

It's fitting and perfect.

Silver Monk Time (2006)

This is a double cd tribute to the Monks.

If you're not familiar with them, prepare your mind for full blowing.

This was 1966.
Just go down the Youtube hole. It's fucking amazing shit.

As for today's post.

The full tracklist

The Fall are on it. As well as other varied luminaries that seal the deal.

It's beat time! It's hop time!

I Could Use One of Those About Now

Let's just get on with it...

Product of a Sick Mind (1980)

You can look this stuff up yourself.

I personally need an "Alcoholiday" as the first song on this lovely bit of LA punk rock goes.

 It could be my theme song.

(Mostly for the needing part. I seldom get the chance to have one or the liver to process it)

Play loud.
Best enjoyed with adult beverages.

Nothing.

I'm pretty much just piling up a month's worth of posts while listening to other records that may eventually become future posts. Tonight (aka 9 months ago) I'm in a box of newer purchases that I haven't listened to yet and I'm in a section of it with a multitude of bands named Red something. (ie: Red Balune, Red Beat, Red House etc...)

There sure were a lot of "Red" bands.

This has nothing to do with this post.

You Don't Hide So Well (1996)

This band was named Juniper.
There's a Washington DC address on the sleeve.
There's apparently one seven inch previous to this one.
This is the extent of my knowledge.

Other than that.
It's quite good at being what the kids called Indie Rock with excellent female vocals.
This particular one is on Turntable Friend.
That's always a high recommendation.

Think and Die Thinking (1997)

The label and the band went all out on this one. First off there's an actual picture tabbed into the front of the very nicely done sleeve and then they've carefully taped an individual pressed flower onto the back of each sleeve. This must have been quite time consuming and costly to assemble and manufacture.

I applaud the effort and the single itself.

Thanks Juniper.
 It feels all the more special for your attention to the packaging.

Jesters and Jokers

I'm not going to work too hard on this post.
I don't usually work that hard, but I'm going to just go with it.

The quality of the music itself is more than anything I might add to it

Jesters of Newport (1965)

Yeah, I paid the princely sum of twenty bucks for this monster back in the middle 80s.
Currently you would not be so lucky.
Even so.
Worth every fucking penny.

Jokers Wild (1967)

From Minneapolis, MN. Both sides are great stuff.