Showing posts with label Los Angeles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Los Angeles. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 26, 2021

Just Take my Word for It

 
Finishing up personal quotas and rounding numbers up.
Google your own shit.
As of this I have exactly 75 posts in the pipeline.



6/8 Lullaby (1992)


Swirl. Manchester UK

 



Travesty Befalls the Snow Queen (1996)

the Snow Queen. Los Angeles, CA
 

 



Thursday, April 8, 2021

Mysteries for the Mists of Obscurity.


Or something like that.

I actually had to do some internet sleuthing for this one.

And in the end you have to wonder if it was worth it.

I suppose. It's some useless facts that can roll around in your head when you listen.

So there's that, I suppose.



 Indicate Your Love (1981)

Sensible Shoes. This one was from L.A.

There is fuck all for information about this particular band anywhere on the sleeve. Just a few names and a date on the back.

I found something anyway.

It's trivial but puts some kind of context on it, I suppose.

 The singer on this little seven inch of New Wave Pop is David Baerwald who would achieve a decent paycheck briefly in the middle of the 80's as part of  David & David when they had a Top 100 release with a major contender for all-time most 80's production sound "Welcome to the Boomtown"


Not exactly my cup of poison, but hey, they hopefully got paid for it.
So there's that.
I doubt that DB saw any sort of money out of Sensible Shoes.

Good on him for having a song that peaked even at #37.
That's still better than you or I have ever done.




Red Balune (1979)


Red Balune. There's a bunch of Henry Cow connections which should give the savvy listener some expectation of the Avant Garde scratchy artsy damage that will be contained within.

You have been warned.



Monday, January 18, 2021

History Repeats Againt Modernity.


This next installment of Boston/LA wasn't intentional.

It just happened because both of them have "Modern" in their name and ended up next to each other in the SSC file folder.


Man in Black ep (1983)

Toxic Shock records. West Coast punk rock circa 1983.

It's everything you hope for and expect from that tidbit of info.

Not the best. Not the worst of the bunch.

If I were Robert Christagau, I might give it a B-/C+





New England (live) (1977)

In the middle 70s the Modern Lovers 2.0 did a jaunt through the Old Country (or "Old World", you might say) and came away with a really sweet live Lp out of the deal.

I picked up all those sweet and goofy Beserkley lp out of the cut-out bin and the Musicsmith at the Hanover Mall sealed for a couple of bucks a pop and treasured them through high school.

It wasn't until I got to college that I finally secured a copy of the first Modern Lovers lp. That was a game changer.

Anyway. Jonathan was trying to move forward from the previous incarnation of the band, but he kept "Roadrunner" as an encore (which was put on the b-side to a different single from the set) He also apparently thought enough of "Astral Plain" to keep it available  and it ended up as the flip to the live version of "New England"

It's a really sweet version too. I have no complaints about it.





Sunday, January 10, 2021

Deja Vu All Over Again


When I was in the process of typing out the "labels" while setting this post set up I realized that I was repeating a Boston/LA post from approximately the same years.

Small world.






Love is the Lesson (1982)

Monad.

From Boston. Some seriously frantic art damaged wonderful weirdness.

I scanned the inner sleeve.
You know what that means.

You should want this.



Beak (1979)

Monitor.

From Los Angeles. Some seriously art damaged wonderful weirdness.

There wasn't an inner sleeve.
Just a postcard of James Mason that seemed nonessential.

You should want this.

Wednesday, January 6, 2021

4 Sides. No Shit.


As per usual I'm typing this up months and months previous to it posting.

I might not normally even be doing this tonight but unfortunately for me the television I would otherwise be occupying my time with wasting my life playing some worthless video game on suddenly crapped out on me in the middle of watching something on Netflix. (Well, not exactly "watching" so much as it was on while I fiddled around with a guitar which is my personal form of "practice")

So here we are. I have to wait it out until such time as I can get to a store and replace the fucking thing that I probably depend too much on for my personal entertainment.

In the meantime I've decided that for the sake of my own personal karma I'd drop a post of the most wonderful old school punk rock shit I had in the SSC folder.

Here's some fucking lemonade.



Achin' (1981)

The Plugz.

I could blather on about the importance of this band in terms of who they were and what they accomplished and became and all that crap. But you can read up on the Wiki if you need. I don't really care.

What I do care about is how fucking great a song "Achin'" is.

And that's really all that matters.
Trust me.

The flip is a nod to their Hispanic heritage and where they fit in as young punks and thus perfect in its own way.

This was a present to myself for working some long ass overtime. It wasn't exactly cheap for what I usually am willing to spend, but I have zero regrets.

The band would later rerecord a version of "Achin" for their second Lp "Better Luck" but it really lacks the raw immediateness and passion of the original.

Accept no substitutes.




White Stains (1979)

The Molls.

I'm pretty sure this has been comped multiple upon multiple times. Deservedly so.

They were from Boston and were led by Tristam Lozaw who would go onto lead Someone and the Somebodies that I posted a while back.

This is much better.

It's loud, crass, funny and punk fucking rock.

The flip on this is a song about the famous 70s exotic dancer known as Chesty Morgan who was endowed with an extremely large bosom. (And if you're wondering is still in fact alive as far as the internet tells me.)

Also fortunately for me, I didn't have to pay a premium for this one. I got it for a couple of bucks in the 90s because it was from Boston and Peter Prescott from Mission of Burma played drums on it.






Monday, November 23, 2020

Pitter Panter Pooter



Not to be confused with the Duke Ellington tune "Pitter Panther Patter"

That's a duet between the Duke and his ace bassist Jimmy Blanton.

That goes something like this:




This post is about something very different.
Very.




 Italian Sunglasses Movie (1981)

Gary Panter is better known as an artist and illustrator who is long involved in the Residents/Ralph Records sphere. So it will come as little or no surprise that the Residents ably abet Mr. Panter in this particular seven inches of avant wonderment.

You, dear record enthusiast, may also recognize quite a bit of Panter's commercial album artwork

The other cool as fuck thing about it is that the sleeve is actually a large foldout poster.
(I couldn't find an online picture of the actual poster, but trust me.)
I have plans on getting myself a second copy someday to have one I can frame and hang proudly on my wall. It's of a robot playing a guitar.

 I'd make space for that.



Action (2000)


I suppose if I hadn't wanted to class this place up with a bit of Duke Ellington I could have alternately named this post:

"Panter, Paul & Lara"

that's probably a much better play on words.




 Oh Well.
Choices were made and we must live with them.

As it is, I'm simply biding my time while some bolognese simmers for an appropriate amount of delicious time and random play on the music player thinks this is a good night to sort through the terabytes of material to play multiple tracks by the Brian Jonestown Massacre and Wanda Jackson.

Oh yeah, this single. Hunger has me kind of mentally wandering off into the woods.

It's on Kitteridge records (1999-2006) which was label that I'm looking to pick up everything on because I haven't been disappointed yet.  They've been gone so long all the links on the website point to Myspace. Sad. (though I may have to poke around and see if I can score some NOS titles on the cheap direct from them.)

I also actually have two copies of this because I found a cheap copy and had forgotten I already had one. But at least I have both the green and the blue unreadable covers now.

Apparently this sibling duo also released a full length as Layton.

My wantlist grows one full length compact disc longer.


Monday, August 31, 2020

Too Much To Choose From


Blah Blah Blah.

At this point I've got an extra large folder of stuff to post but then lots of it is waiting for an odd or end to complete things before I make the actual post because such and such a band put out two and I've only got one of them and want to get the other first. etc..

It's not a terrible problem to have, I suppose.

It just means I have to scroll deeper into the folder to find something to post.

And here we are.



 Pig Pen Sacrifice (1979)

A spiffy little ditty courtesy What Records? by the Martyrs.
It's the tale of a farmer who falls into his sty and gets eaten alive by pigs.
The band includes then current member of the Germs and future Nirvana sideman Pat Smear.

B side just hits a little too close to home...




Earl of Hell (1997)

British R&B/Garage/Beat sounds from the Masonics.
Lots of crossover in sound and band members with multiple Billy Childish/Hangman Records groups.
If you like that, you'll like this.
I know I do.

A dollar well spent.

Thursday, May 21, 2020

1982 L.A.


It's the LA garage rock from the year 1982.

Dig it.




Up in the Air (1982)

I've had this since probably 1982. Bought it for a dollar out of a cutout bin.

I've kept it ever since, but never got around to buying anything else by the Last.

Let that be your guide.




Bringing Down the House (1982)

I haven't had this one nearly as long as the other one, but I have probably played it quite a few times more over the years but didn't pick up anything else by the Leaving Trains either.

Vitus Matare from the Last produced this one.







Wednesday, May 13, 2020

A Small Variety Assortment


I need to get some shit done.

Here's some sweet prime 7 inch Indiepop compilations.

You may need these.





 Crayola Catastrophy (2001)

A1 –Tugboat Fantastic! I'll Stick With You
A2 –The Casino Ashtrays Gilded
B1 –The Summer In Between Simple & True
B2 –The National Splits Your David Starship

Since buying this on a whim I've been slowly acquiring every release on the Kittridge Records label. I haven't been disappointed in anything but the purposeful misspelling of "catastrophe" on this record.
It offends my sensibilities.









Kissing Book/Cherry Ice Cream Smile split (1998)


A1 –Kissing Book Teen Club
A2 –Kissing Book Just Another Pop Song
B1 –Cherry Ice Cream Smile Squeaky Clean
B2 –Cherry Ice Cream Smile Amelia Earhart    

One of the hallmarks of mid to late 90's indiepop bedroom label releases besides the low quality of the vinyl and mastering, was choking the sleeve with massive amounts of bits of paper all kinds of haphazardly cut with scissors.

Whole forests were decimated for this.

This one compounds the immense clutter by including a wooden ice cream spoon with the band's name emblazoned on it like we were sitting here forever  with a nice Italian Ice and no eating implement just about ready to dig into it with our fingers out of sheer desperation before buying this single and the day being saved.

I want nice primitive pop songs, not junk that I feel compelled to keep with the rest of the overstuffed package because that's how it came and I have a pathological need for the intactness of things.

Fortunately I got those too.


Bonus material!




Milky Way No. 1 (1991)

A1 –HoneyBunch Nothing But Trouble
A2 –Small Factory The Giant Merry-Go-Round
A3 –The Bachelor Pad Sunshower Sun

I thought I'd already done this one a long while back when I did all the Honeybunch singles. Apparently not. So here you go.



Friday, March 13, 2020

It's This. Twice


An original and a vaguely similar reissue of most of the same material for your listening pleasure.

Feel free to compare and contrast mastering subtleties.



The What Records compilation of their previous glories of fine and dandy LA punk rock 1977-82 including the Germs first single. I love these kinds of comps.




In 2010 Wondercap Records sort of did a reissue. They took some of the same songs and added some unreleased stuff by the Spastics and called it a release. You won't mind the repeats. It's all good stuff.