Welcome and Explanation

Well, it seems like music was bleeding over a lot into my other blog, The Queer Next Door. So I decided to start a separate blog just for music alone. Since I have a nauseatingly big CD collection, I am constantly listening to music that I haven't heard in years. And when I do, I understand just why I loved the music instantly or grew to love it over time.
This is not a place for new music (I'm old).
This is not a recommendation site (this is only my taste in music, y'all ... I'm just sharing).
I am definitely not a music reviewer. (Most critics are just bitter and cynical... just sayin')
Most of the music will come from the 60s, 70s, 80s and 90s. You can say that I'm stuck in the past. Most times, you're right.
Enjoy, if you'd like.
And thank you for reading... TQND

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

"Everything is Possible, But Nothing is Real"

I didn’t even own Vivid. But I had a subscription to Rolling Stone back in the early 90s. One issue, the featured CD review in the magazine was the the follow-up to Living Colour’s debut, the release Time’s Up. It got a tremendous review. So I purchased it without hearing a note. The review was that good. Of course, I knew their music. You could not get away from “Cult of Personality” back in the early 90s. Plus, “Open Letter (To a Landlord)” and “Glamour Boys” got pretty decent airplay as well, both on the radio and MTV. But I hadn’t felt the need to purchase Vivid.


When Time’s Up was released, I was living in a small rural Louisiana city. I bought all my cassettes at the local discount store. Of course, they had nothing that I wanted in stock. But the two clerks (both moms in their 30s who worked while the kids were in school) who alternated days at the music counter, would special-order whatever I wanted. And then laugh good-naturedly about the bizarre names of the groups, artists and titles. If it wasn’t country music, the moms had never heard of it.

I had them order the new Living Colour cassette for me. When I exited the store and first plugged it in my pick-up’s stereo, I wasn’t ready. The title song, which kicked off the set, began with the sound of many clocks ticking and chiming. Then after three drumbeats, the intro-chorus galloped off at breakneck speed at what seemed to be a fractured rhythm. I was a bit uneasy. At the first verse, the song slowed and hit a groove. Corey Glover, the lead singer, yowled through that verse, and the rhythm section of bassist Muzz Skillings and drummer Will Calhoun rammed the song steadily forward. The guitar of Vernon Reid (the group’s leader) remained masked behind the mix. But after the vocal broke, Reid ripped into a guitar solo worthy of Mr. Hendrix. I was only three minutes into the album, and all I could think was “Holy Hell!

“Time’s Up” ended abruptly. And immediately, an odd rhythmic vocal began to pulse … followed by (what?) the voice of James Earl Jones. This piece “History Lesson” was smooth and easy, with layered voices of different people with Jones’ speech being the most prominent. The voices gave a quick summary of the black experience in America in less than a minute. (I had a pretty good idea that Living Colour would lose all the southern rockers at this point – but they had already hooked this southern queer).

Next up, the opening riff of “Pride” was quite similar to that of “Cult of Personality” (with the accompanying drum toned down a bit). It was a slower groove than “Cult” but still rocked. “Pride” continued the theme of “History Lesson” emphasizing that “history’s a lie that they teach you in school.” The song just seems to begin again midway through with a repeat of the tough opening riff, and Glover singing soulfully over the hard-rock canvas.

The end of “Pride” bleeds into spooky, arched, synthesized-string chords and then into a funky bass-and-drum line and Glover scatting over the top of the music. And then, after a quick guitar lick from Reid, the horns come in. Dang! I was really hooked now. They were throwing everything in the mix. “Love Rears Its Ugly Head” was a steady throb. The lyrics are pretty entertaining (as you probably can tell from the song title).

Things sped up again with “New Jack Theme” the song that came next. It was another good rocker. Followed by another mid-tempo (determined but not angry) social observation with “Someone Like You.” The album was good and solid. I already knew that the cassette would live in my player for the next few weeks.

And then it got better…



The next song started with a muted bass guitar rhythm and an exchange between Reid and Glover
“Yo, Corey man.”
“Yeah man, whassup?”
“I saw Elvis the other day…”
“Get outta here, man!!!”
Hilarious and driving. It spoke wholly to my inner adolescent. The song stated the obvious: that Elvis was great, but he too had his influences (which happened to be a lot of black artists). The song even included a rap by Little Richard, followed by an incredible sax solo by Maceo Parker. It was awesome.

And the song immediately transitioned into “Type,” my favorite song of the recording. This song is set to the tempo of what seems like a steady but slightly accelerated heartbeat. Again, Glover’s vocals were soulful and deep, matching the appealing sturdy pace of the song. The band had worked all together on this co-op. At six and half minutes, it was the longest song on the cassette, but in my mind, it could have gone on for another five minutes.

And we’re just through the first side, folks…

I won’t do a play by play for the second side. If you are still with me, you’ve already read a lot.
(I will say that “Solace of You” is good for shuffling your honey around the house.)

The CD is out of print now, but you can find Time’s Up in used CD bins quite easily (and I found the album available for download). Vivid had established the group as the next big thing. So a lot of people purchased Time’s Up on the heels of Vivid, but the second CD did not perform as incredibly as their debut. And it’s a shame.
It could be that the social commentary on the second disc was more prominent than on their first offering. And since it was the “Me” 90s, nobody wanted to hear much of Living Colour’s take on current events.

I did go back and purchase Vivid. I listen to it often. It’s a great album.
The critics prefer it to Time's Up.
I’m no critic.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

"I've Been Watching Every Move That You Make"

I honestly thought that it would start somewhere else. But fate intervened.  I'm really not supposed to believe in fate.  But I had already picked the album for my first post on this new blog.  And then I'm walking through the living room from the office out to the garage to grab a smoke.  The Man is reclined on the couch searching for something to watch on the television, flipping through the on-screen cable guide.  As I walked by, "Postcard from the Edge" flashed on the listings.  "Hey, wait ... " I said. "I think Blue Rodeo's in this movie at the end.  Check the time it's over.  I'll catch the last minutes."  We ended up watching most of the movie...
So I decided to start here, on a find that I stumbled across with not much influence at all:  outside of listening to a lot of Eagles, the Band, Bob Dylan and Jackson Browne in my youth.  Canadian acts (well ... outside of Byran Adams - *yawn* - and Celine Dion - yikes!) do not get much exposure in the States.  And a band that sounds like a combination of the four acts that I mentioned before, would not get a lot of attention in the late 1980s when their debut album was released.  And they didn't.
I came across them by watching a lot of music videos while I was in my early 20s (not too unusual).  They ran the video on CMT (Country Music Television).  I found the video from VH1 on YouTube, but I don't remember ever seeing it air on that channel.  Who knows if they ran in on MTV?  I lived in the Bible Belt of north Louisiana.
I'm sure I was puttering around my newly-declared bachelor pad and the video must have come on.  I can remember being riveted the first time I saw the clip.  Looking at the video again after so many years, it's not that impressive.  Back then it was minimalistic and beautiful.  It's wonderful, but not life-changing.  But it changed my life a bit all those years ago... as all great music does to me.  Especially if I find a group or artist that I can love.
I headed to the local Wal-Mart to see if they had the cassette of "Outskirts," the debut album.  Of course they did not.  (At that time, I'm sure that there was plenty of Randy Travis and Hank Williams, Jr.)  So I headed to the next option:  Alexandria.  This city (about 50 miles away) was about double the size of mine, but I still had to go to three different record stores before I found the cassette.  The clerk that helped me said that he had never heard of them (not surprising) and asked about their style of music.  I just said "Cowpunk, sorta like Lone Justice."  I don't think Lone Justice is really cowpunk, but I really had no clue.  They were similar to Lone Justice, I discovered ... and different.

Honestly...,when I first put the cassette in my player for the drive home and the opening  a capella harmonies of "Heart Like Mine" kicked in, I thought this is o.k. ... Until the drums and electric guitars roared in.  Then I thought "This is great!"  The opening song gave way to "Rose-Coloured Glasses," which started simply with appegiated guitar chords.  But I'm sure that I just fast-forwarded to "Try."  It was the reason I was driving a two-hour round trip.  I'm certain on the return home, I listened to nothing but that one song.
Like most loves, I think that I can recall it taking a little while to get the entire album completely into my system.
The group's leaders, Jim Cuddy and Greg Keelor, write all the Blue Rodeo songs together.  I discovered that I preferred the songs that Jim Cuddy took the lead vocals on.  Songs on the recording like:  "Rebel" a country shuffle with a swaggering but resigned vocal, "Underground" cheerful but longing pop, and "Try" where Jim starts with a whisper and ends with a wail.
The guys harmonized through the opening country-burner "Heart Like Mine" and the Elvis Costello-like "5 Will Get You Six,"   leaving Greg Keelor with lead vocals on the remaining five songs.  "Rose-Coloured Glasses" was a straight-ahead mid-tempo rock song.  "Joker's Wild" a bit of a blues stomp with a good walking bass line.  "Piranha Pool" started with the sound of Bob Wiseman slamming open the key cover on a piano and then following with almost two minutes of incredible jazz fingerwork.  "Outskirts" was the one Keelor song that I liked instantly (it started with some great Byrds chords).  "Floating" was long.  Back then I hardly ever made it through the seven and a half minutes.  With its chorus reference to the opening scene of "Sunset Boulevard"
I feel like William Holden floating in a pool
It was just strange...but I grew to love it.

If someone were to ask me, "What is your favorite Blue Rodeo disc?"
Easy, I'd say.  "Casino."
It's their most consistent album, for my money (post to follow, you can be certain).
But if someone were to ask me, "What Blue Rodeo album would you own, if you could only own one?"
Easy, I'd say. "Outskirts."
This was where I fell in love with Blue Rodeo.  And when you have a "first-moment" moment, you wanna hold onto it.