I have a shit ton of 7"s. This is simply an excuse to get off my lazy 21st Century ass and make them more easily listened to as 1's & 0's. I then share. It's a symbiotic relationship. I may even toss in an occasional lp or something.
If it's your OOP record and you don't want it posted, Just let me know. I'll gladly take it down. I'm easy.
Seems to have been a one off and there's not fuck all of information I turned up.
Not that it's essential to enjoy the record.
It lives in its own space.
You can almost dance there.
Not sure if the "Flower Tower" is something that could actually have been found in Wolverhampton, but apparently it's not about the finding so much as the searching.
But that very short fuzz burst in the bridge does my soul some good.
One fine day in 1968 a single by a band calling itself the Moles entitled "We Are the Moles pts 1&2" appeared with little fanfare. It was both a fine bit of English psychedelia and a parody of it all in one neat little package and with no information about the band. Ultimately it was revealed in a roundabout fashion that the perpetrators were in fact the Shulman Brothers of Simon Dupree & the Big Sound under psuedonym.
The year previous they had a minor hit with this song called "Kites"
They seem like nice lads but alas were unable to follow up on their initial minor success and broke up before a second Lp could be finished.
They then proceeded to take revenge upon the world by forming a prog rock band called Gentle Giant because the world had not suffered enough for ignoring them.
Sometime later and on the near opposite side of the world Richard Davies and his compatriots formed a band in Sydney, Australia that likewise to Simon Dupree & the Big Sound decided to call itself the Moles.
Their small discography included this wonderful bit of Australian neo-psychedelice nonsense in the form of a double 7 inch release asking the important question "What's the New Mary Jane?"
Here it is in its original hissy, clicky vinyl format.
Let it flow through you like a nice cold lager laced with psilocybin.
Still have a baker's dozen of 12" records that I still need to digitize from the last couple of months (and a bunch more shit currently in the mail to be delivered in the next week). I'm kind of slow to get on that shit. After that is an accounting of Julie London Lps and more singles starting at "Mo".
Such is part of my free time.
First off, let's get this out of the way. This is a repro boot copy I picked up a number of years ago just to be clear. I've never had the kind of money to throw around for one of the maybe dozen copies that are known to exist. But I did have a few bucks to throw thing at this on eBay.
So here we are.
Aquarium Drunkard can fill you in on the legend and why Jack White is alleged to drop a couple of grand on a copy. Another thing a couple of sites mentioned is that the band is also alleged to have to change its name every time they played out so people would not know who it was and show up.
Raw, Primitive and plaintive.
Just like I like it.
The Liberty Bell hailed from Corpus Christi, TX and made a decent garage noise with some psychedelic overtones. This is their penultimate single.
Like a lot of local records of the time the money shot is the flip "Look For Tomorrow" which is a lot more lysergicly derived than the promoted song despite the promising title.
Grab a sugar cube and put on repeat and dive into the fuzz..
Another day has dawned and time marches on and you are the oldest you've ever been in your entire life up until this moment and on into the next when you get even older.
You know the drill.
Comedy bits separated from most of the tunes for convenience sake.
It's funny and good natured and nobody cusses.
Sit back and listen.
I'm going one over my post queue quota for tonight.
Mostly because this is the record I want to listen to to end with this go round.
(Much to the consternation of the cat who has taken to sitting directly on the mouspad to stare me into putting food into her dish while she impedes my progress in finishing this post. She's only hurting herself...)
This Lp is pretty quality though.
Starting with the cover.
I mean, just look at that cover. That's fucking hilarious. The album itself is good too.
You can pick your own favorites, but I'm partial to the two openers.
There's really very little info that pops up about this single, least ways where they hailed from. It's some really nice garage. Kind of primitive and could have come from just about anywhere.
Taste the mystery.
B-side is a song called "Whiskey Man" that is not a Who cover. So there's that as well.
The penultimate of eight singles by Rhode Island Music Hall of Fame inductee George Leonard with his group Georgie Porgie and the Cry Babies. If you've been following along at home you may remember them from a previous post.
The good song on the flip of this one, "He's Just Like That" is not entirely up to the musical snuff of the previously posted single, but it pretty special in its own right.
If you want to you could imagine that the protagonist of this song is friends with or perhaps even the same person as the "Whiskey Man" on the 4th Amendment flip and find a certain zen peace in the contemplation.
