Friday, August 04, 2006

listening to old shit

since my sweetie bought some more storage thingies that allowed me to organize the sprawling chaos of rekkids 'n' ceedees at la casa, it's been a stone pleasure to be able to actually _find_ shit. so we've been listening to stuff we hadn't heard in ages like small faces (sure, a poor man's who, but steve marriott's arranbee belting sure beat the shit out of roger daltrey's -- compare versions of, say, marvin gaye's "baby don't do it" for proof). plus, inspahrd by recent exposure to young cats like jon teague 'n' richard hurley who _know_ the vintage '69-'70 shit i was listening to as a snotnose back before the earth cooled, i've been trawling for some of said shit online, and have made a few rediscoveries. to wit: the '70 alb by silver metre, the band led by ex-blue cheer gtrist leigh stephens and featuring mickey waller, the world's greatest sloppy drummer from jeff beck's truth and rod stewart's every picture tells a story; a compilation of stuff by src, a late-'60s psych mob from detroit about whom i once wrote a lengthy feature for some prolly defunct brit rag, after which i didn't wanna hear their stuff for awhile (and mea culpa for taking a fuckin' yr to send copies of said story to the bandcats; i was, how you say, between jobs and money got pert tight for awhile); and an alb by blodwyn pig, the bluesy-jazzy outfit formed by ex-jethro tull gtrist mick abrahams, that includes all three of their songs that my college roommate taught me before we both dropped out, way, waaay back in november of '75. it sure feels weird (but good) to be listening to this stuff in 2006.

1 Comments:

Blogger Patio King said...

always fun to go back and reminice fond memories

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