Getting Back to the Roots

  So it's been kind of an eventful fucking year and I still haven't fully gotten the apartment up to snuff or even gotten the Lp collection unpacked and back in place. I'm kind of just going through the boxes of Lps that need to be digitized and putting them away as they get done.

We'll likely be moving to another place before I get even part way done at that rate.

But between that and the ungodly amount of compact discs that I've been purchasing at cut rate prices because they're available and nobody buys them I've been kind of neglecting the backlog of seven inches that have been sitting around and filling out other online music orders. It's really been my coping mechanism for a stressful year and a half.

So tonight I'm doing even more singles to add to the glut of nearly 20Gs of shit in the "In Process" folder. The goal tonight is to get 20 digitized in total and at some point the ripping, scanning and tagging process will begin and go on which is going to be like an eight hour process. There's shit in there that goes back to last January when I was recovering from COVID and that was about all I was physically capable of.

So let's get back to our blogging roots and throw some seven inches up in this bitch..

Watercolor Sunset (1994)

A collaboration between James Rao best known as Orange Cake Mix on multiple labels and Joey Maddalena from a band called Names for Pebbles who had a record on Blackbean and Placenta Tape Club which also put out some Orange Cake Mix stuff.

This record is however on Sunday Records which means you as a devout follower of the SSC already have an inkling of the pleasant pop music that it contains.

Three Sixty Degrees (1999)

Southend-on-Sea band called the Windmills. Formed in 1987 and which survived until the third year of the 21st Century. This is the only thing I have by them. 

So far.

Piling Up

     Ok, We're getting a bit off course here, but it's bound to happen.

At one point this year I'd considered making another blog centering around all the indiepop stuff I'd been collecting and listening to. It didn't materialize, but by that time I'd already sequestered a large alternative folder of material for this potential other blog.

A big feature of the 90s/early 00s world of indiepop centered around compilations. There's thousands of them. Which means I have lots and now they're cluttering up things in a volume that the number of 13ths of the month cannot reasonably sustain.

So here's a nice one right fucking now.

Indie Aid Abroad: A Little Help For East Timor (2000)

The background in the reason this benefit compilation exists is to be found on Wikipedia.

the TL/DR was Indonesia annexed East Timor in 1975. In 1998 it was proposed that East Timor gain its independence which pissed off pro-Indonesia folks in East Timor and shit got violent which brought in the UN with Australia taking point.to keep peace. Meanwhile the people of East Timor were having some tough times because of the unrest.

Discogs has a tracklist

Many names will be familiar here.
It's a joint venture of Australian label Library Records and Drive In from Grand Rapids, Michigan. So bands from both stables are represented some of whom have been previously posted and others yet to come.

I really need to get back to doing seven inches again soon....

Ahead of the Game

 

I don't know.
I went a bit overboard with a somewhat expected windfall and spent a shit ton ordering things online in the past month. It's kind of ridiculous really.
I have more music than I think I'll ever really have the time to listen to and the pile just keeps growing and growing.

Then I rip it and eventually trickle out some of it here and there and you face a similar situation except without the scarcity of shelf space and filing issues that I have.

I mean, I have like nine plus days worth of Duke Ellington music. That's just fucking crazy to me. But here we are....

I need a drink.

Girlish (1995)

Discogs tells me that Racecar at one point went by the name Paint for a track on a compilation called "10 Cent Fix". Duly Noted. It's probably for the best that they changed the name. there's also a track by Racecar on the "Pop American Style" compilation that I'm pretty sure I already posted. (But I'm too lazy to check on that right now) 

All relevant links to the band have long since gone dark, so this is about all we have to know. It's enough. The music has to stand on its own some day.

It's middle 90s indie/power pop with female vocals that was the perfect thing to pop onto a compilation cassette as part of ye olde pre-Tinder dating rituals when the youth roamed the pre-internet wastelands looking for love and affection.

Unfortunately for today's on the go youth they won't be able to share any of this album on a Spotify playlist for a potential mate. It's going to be here or nowhere.

Good luck.

If this helps even person get laid it will have been worth it.

A Late Entry

 

 More of the same but different

If I Had a Shovel (2009)

It feels odd to me to be typing out posts for things this deep into the 21st Century. It all seems way too recent except that 2009 was a dozen years ago and I'm even more middle aged than I was then.

But here we are. It 2021.

And we have for your consideration Mytty Archer.

Yet another band featuring favorite son and human jukebox, Stewart Anderson, his lovely wife Jen Turrell and one Annah Whitfield. 

With that cast of characters in mind it should be pretty easy to deduce what you might be getting yourself into here. You won't be wrong, but also pleasantly surprised as well. It's quality stuff.

Visit them at Emotional Response and buy stuff to finance more recordings. It's the right thing to do.

Broken Tooth

 I broke a tooth a short while back. It wasn't bothering me and I had shit going on and was planning on making a dentist appointment anyway since it's been a pandemic since I went and I still have a temporary crown in from before I got COVID so I kind of  left it for a bit.

Then I finally made the dreaded call and appointment. Soonest was three and a half weeks out that fit my needs. (Life's different when you work nights) But I had one.

Naturally almost immediately after that it all hit the fan and it's not very fun trying to eat anything that requires chewing.

I called tonight and made a new appointment. It's five days out.
I'm probably gonna lose some of that post-COVID weight now...

Today It's You (1999)

The band is Marmoset

The sound is kind of angular pop music. 

My best guess is that one or more of them are fans of Mayo Thompson and all who sail with him. At least that's me. I get plenty of hints of Red Krayola here and I'm entirely fine with that.

This album hung out on my phone for quite a long time before I took it off to make room for new things. Always a pleasant surprise when random play threw a track into my sonic pathway.

Probably not going to change anybody's world, but certainly a worthy distraction from the inevitability of death.