She’s Not There - The Zombies
Picked up a 45 of this song in Savannah a few weeks ago. (Also scored a copy of Time of the Season from a different vendor in the same store. Fuck Yeah Zombies! )
(via swordfish--trombones)
She’s Not There - The Zombies
Picked up a 45 of this song in Savannah a few weeks ago. (Also scored a copy of Time of the Season from a different vendor in the same store. Fuck Yeah Zombies! )
(via swordfish--trombones)
The Who vs. Bizarre Mr. Pig, Trade Mark of Quality bootleg. Under the taped on cover art is stamped: The Who - Radio London. The “Side 2” and “Side 1” notes must have been added by a previous owner. Most, if not all, of these tracks have been officially released as bonus tracks on compact discs. The art is by Wm G Stout and was later used (without crediting Mr. Stout) for the disc of the Odds & Sods remaster.
I Effing Love TMOQ’s bootlegs.
Curators and scientists worked together to recover the audio recorded on Alexander Graham Bell’s earliest records, recorded at his Washington, D.C., Volta Laboratory. Carlene Stephens, a curator of the National Museum of American History, sought out scientists at the Lawrence Berkeley National Laboratory in Berkeley, California, who had figured out how to play back sound from a 1860 phonautograph recording. They worked with the Smithsonian to recover the sound from Bell’s recordings by using a 3D camera to create depth images of the surface of the record. With audio software to recreate the waveforms, we can now listen to recordings from the 1880s. This short documentary was produced by Ryan Reed for Smithsonian magazine, and you can read more about the history and listen to more audio files on the magazine’s site.
» via The Atlantic
The Hardest Button to Button - Live in Las Vegas
The best performance of this song I’ve ever heard. It really casts the song in a whole new light.
Live in 2003, during the Elephant tour.
This is an MP3 from a vinyl rip of the rare promotional album that was released after the show. Copies of this 3xLP are super rare and very expensive. ($450 or more.)
Stripes fans, listen to this. You will regret it if you don’t.
Hunters - Deadbeat [from the EP “Hands on Fire]
Apparently there are several bands currently performing who are calling themselves Hunters or The Hunters (not to mention Deer Hunter, Deerhunter, etc.) Sadly, one (many?) of the other Hunters have a much stronger web presence.
I saw these guys play at the Masq in Atlanta a few weeks ago. They introduced themselves as “Hunters, from Brooklyn.” Without that last bit, I would have never found them again. It’s taken me a little while to sort through all the google results, but I finally figured out that their EP was called Hands on Fire. (I should have just bought the vinyl at the show but, as always, money. )
Check them out. You will enjoy it.
The lead singer has so much energy when she is on the stage that it seems to infect everyone else. Their sound alternates between a slow, kind of ambient, drone/feedback heavy rock, and an unapologetic, forceful, psudopop punk. Occasionally the lead singer screams. It doesn’t detract from the music, even if you’re not in to that kind of thing.
Also, according to Amber, the lead singer is “Fucking Sexy.”
Look, my description isn’t going to do them justice. Just go listen.
(More:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=px4y2Fiyxn0 (live, high quality)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J_C-VYG5S9E&feature=results_video&playnext=1&list=PL472DAD876DFB6105 (playlist) )
This band opened for The Kills and Jeff The Brotherhood when they played their most recent tour.
The lead singer is a tiny blonde girl with a pixie cut. She spent most of her time on stage on her knees, grinding against the lead guitarist. This is not a bad thing.
The music is catchy. It has a pop/punk feel to it, but in a sincere and entirely unironic way. It feels familiar, even the first time you listen to it. (at least it did for me. )
Listen, Enjoy.
Insound has the vinyl for $12. Anyone want to get it for me, for my birthday?
http://www.insound.com/Hands-of-Fire-12inch-Hunters/P/INS102121/
Bo Diddly
Bo Diddly/I’m a man
Shelac/Clay 78 RPM single. Circa 1955.
This is one of my favorite pieces from my personal collection. Pressed into a remarkably brittle clay, this is the quintessential song of early rock and R&B.
I’ve been sitting on this one for a while. I picked it up a few years ago at an estate sale, because it was too awesome to pass up, but I’ve never owned a record player that was designed for playing 78s.
I’ve still got it. I’ve only listened to it twice, the first time shortly after I purchased it, the second time last night as I recorded audio samples using a friends turntable. To be frank, it was amazing. 78s sound… just different. What they lack in fidelity they make up for in character, in force. They transform familiar songs into something wholly other.
On the table we used it played through without skipping. It was a bit noisy, but that is the way of these things. As I said, I’ve recorded some audio samples, and I will post them soon.
I honestly don’t want to get rid of it. I’m even less inclined to upon hearing it again, but I can’t justify keeping it without the ability to listen to it.
I’m planning on selling it, but I’d like to avoid eBay and the like. It’s a really cool, and rather obscure find, and I thought I’d give the folks here at tumblr the first crack at it.
I’m asking $50 for the record, plus shipping. We can handle payment through paypal or google checkout.
More photos (and an audio sample) available upon request.
And if my advertising has offended your delicate sensibilities, let me know that too. I don’t want to alienate any of my followers.
Johannesburg’s Spoek Mathambo (real name: Nthato Mokgata) first hotwired our world with a series of collaborative projects—Sweat X, Playdoe—that placed his smart, dirty vocals on top of electro-rap bangers that activated dancefloors across the globe. Things went darker and deeper with his 2010 debut album, Mshini Wam (translation: “bring me my machine”), a record which took Spoek’s love affair with South African culture and his coined “township tech” as a starting point. As always, he pulled those influences in a direction all his own (think: a pitched-down wobble-house cover of Joy Division’s “She’s Lost Control”). Mathambo topped things off with a grip of visually thrilling videos depicting a fresh-to-death urban gothic vibe, and months of touring across US, Europe, and South America.
(Source: subpop.com)

Seven record players. While one of them continuously plays the LP Programme Radio that was composed with Rainier Lericolais and Christel Brunet (reference OS.000) the six other turntables are switched on randomly and we can hear the sudden jumps and clicks of purposely scratched 45’s of light variety music.
This audio installation is … well I wish I could have seen it in person. It’s fascinating.
I used to buy a lot of MP3s. I don’t anymore. That’s not to say I don’t listen to MP3s. I have about 10,000 of the little guys squeezed like vienna sausages into my iTunes music folder, and I listen to them a lot. But when I buy music today I buy it on vinyl. I’m no audiophile, no retro hepcat, but my ears tell me that music sounds better on vinyl - warmer, more nuanced, less shrill - and I make it a point to listen to my ears. Also, I’ve rediscovered the pleasures of looking at the art work on record jackets. Thumbnail images are pretty weak substitutes. In fact, they suck.
But the decisive factor in the transformation of my purchasing behavior, as a marketer would say, wasn’t aesthetic. It was the decision by record companies to start giving away a free digital copy of an album when you buy the vinyl version. Hidden inside the sleeve of a new record, like a Cracker Jack prize, is a little card with a code on it that let’s you download the digital files of the songs, often in a lossless format, from the record company. So I no longer have to choose between the superior sound and packaging of vinyl and the superior mobility of digital. When I’m near my turntable, I spin the platter. When I’m not, I fire up the MP3s.
Buy the atoms, get the bits free. That just feels right - in tune with the universe, somehow.
» via Rough Type
I frequently take this a step further. If I own a physical copy of something, be it a cassette, a CD, an LP, a book, or a magazine, I do not hesitate to download a digital copy (through less than official channels, if that is my only option.)
I paid for it. I own it. Right? (Well, no. Most copyright lawyers would disagree. But seriously, it’s kind of a ridiculous argument.)
Jack White III
Solo
New Single
7-inch available for pre-order. Ships Feburary 7th
Album (titled “Blunderbus”) coming soon (April 23/24)
(Source: thirdmanrecords.com)
Fleet Foxes Helplessness Blues came in the mail today.
What table is that? It’s beautiful.
(And don’t skimp on the details, if you have them. I’m due for an upgrade soon, and if that’s not $1000 or more it might just be the winner)
That’s a Pro-ject debut RPM 1.3 mounted with an Ortfon 2M Red Moving Magnet Cartridge. It is available from NeedleDoctor.com for right around $500.
Looks like I have a reason to start saving money again. (my realistic system is jealous)
I am firmly of the opinion that John Mayall is the greatest curator of Rock Guitarists of all time. The man himself was never exceptionally famous. If it wasn’t for the people he played with, I might not even know he of him. (Which is a shame, he is a fantastic musician that frequently played with some kickass bands) He has discovered, groomed, and let go, more rock musicians than anyone else that I know of.
I found this “Family tree” in an album that I purchased today (John Mayall and Some Memorable Men—Back to the Roots.) I thought it too perfect not to share.
The text on the left reads:
This genealogical tree purports to show, by way of its branches, the musicians who played in the various Mayall bands over a period of seven years. Below is a list of their names and where their individual careers led them. Due to the ever-changing movement of musicians from group to group this tree is only up to date to the beginning of 1971. The roots and the tree remain stable, but the branches will always be growing, spreading, and producing new offshoots.
Larry Taylor & Harvey Mandel (1971) – with the current Mayall band
Sugarcane Harris (1971) – Solo career
Jon Mark & Johnny Almond (1970) – a band called Mark-Almond
Steve Thompson (1970) – open for business at this time
Alex Dmochowsky (1970) – with Peter Green
Colin Allen (1969) – Stone The Crows
Mick Taylor (1969) – The Rolling Stones
Jon Hiseman (1968) – leader of Collosseum
Tony Reeves (1968) – Collosseum
Dick Heckstall-Smith (1968) – Collosseum
Andy Fraser (1968) – The Free
Keef Hartley (1968) – leader of the Keef Hartley Band
Henry Lowther (1968) – Keef Hartley Band
Chris Mercer (1968) – Juicy Lucy
Peter Green (1967) – a wandering minstrel
John McVie (1967) – Fleetwood Mac
Mick Fleetwood (1967) – Fleetwood Mac
Aynsley Dunbar (1966) – The Mothers Of Invention
Eric Clapton (1965) – Derek And The Dominos
Jack Bruce (1965) – Tony Williams’ Lifetime
Roger Dean (1965) – Whereabouts unknown
Hughie Flint (1964) – McGuinness-FlintMusicians who played in the earlier bands during the pre-1964 period included Bernie Watson, John Werder, Jeff Kirbit, Martin Hart, Peter Ward, Brian Mayall…
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