Wednesday, November 24, 2010

HI FI Times 1.10

ALBUM REVIEW: Stadium Arcadium | Red Hot Chili Peppers

I don’t wanta’ have to but I will…

Red Hot Chili Peppers: Stadium Arcadium. This is like the K2 of reviews. Difficult and challenging but, hopefully, satisfying.

My love affair with everywhere was innocent, why do you care…?

The layers in this recording are gossamer wings to the otherworld like looking through a hummingbird’s wing to see the life through the glass darkly and lightly beyond the sight we know. This is a work of art. Emitting from a bunch of boys who just a few years ago were enjoying a photo shoot naked … with gym socks firmly placed, um, you know, in the right places… It is truly amazing that music this complex could exist…First is Jupiter: Warlocks might be an overlooked track, however, it has a funky beat you cannot deny and the guitar break is everything you want in a funky distorted guitar break. The sustain guitar is all over the place and just keeps weaving magic so sweet.

"Lions and tigers come runnin’ just to steal your love…"

Guitars just drip and shine and blow your mind
Layered like a fancy desert in a high priced restaurant
So deep, you want the recipe
But if they gave it to you
It would be in another language
An alien language that no one would understand
Unless you were in the studio
This music has so many layers that it’s nearly impossible to talk about it
Deep like the sea and sand and the shades of the west coast sundown

Then Slow Cheetah and you hear the scary close in your ear voice whispering, quietly whispering, as if just for you and you alone, “One, two, three…” and the electric orgy turns acoustic…

I knew a girl that worked in a store
She knew not what her life was for
She barely knew her name…

And it’s like the Stones were reborn from the Beggars Banquet era with Brian Jones still in the band… She's Only 18 is CLASSIC Chili Peps… Funky and groove central. Layers and layers highlight the killer harmonies. Hump De Bump even MORE classic Peps. Dance everyone… just try not to… this cut will make a dead man groove, a nerd funk and a space man jump. “Stadium Arcadium” some of the best harmonies ever recorded:

I’m Falling, I’m falling in to you…

Backward guitar and immediate vocals into a huge atmospheric landscape. Guitar from everywhere all over the soundscape like a spaceship in flight. Harmony and harmony and harmony like theByrds. The first thing I’ve ever heard that comes close to the early Byrds harmony, nothing ever reminds me of the Byrds except, of course, the Byrds. Charlie classic Chili Peps, lots of funk, but still, lots of layers… and some kill guitar. Snow: guitar picked and picked and picked…

When it’s killin’ me, when will I really see all I really need to look inside…

As the song develops it begins to get harder then backs down with layered vocals and an orchestra of rock and roll and then begins to build and build and build like a freight train on a one way track on a nothing place to the runway that is not of this earth the lord can have you now we are on a track that willlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll. Dani California is the song that might be closer to my heart than all…

She’s a runna’ a rebel and a stunnu…!

And a fiery barrage of guitar hits you like a fire hose in the face.

I love my baby the best…

No matter how many times you hear this, it will still put the hurt on you … Like Richard Prior talking about being on fire, this song will get in your head and if you think the guitar has been played out, by the end of this you will know why you kept listening. As if to add an exclamation point, the incendiary guitar goes completely nuke. Next is Mars: Death of a Martian: Starts out smooth and slow and ends up psychedelic with spoken word and distorto guitar and wild like crazy. Blang – O ! Another winner. Turn it Again is all funky guitar and tension, pretty at first and then hardcore sustain and major distortion and tension. Then back again like a puppet, the strings pulled and released like a sideshow freak, like a long lost break in your sanity. Hidden distorted feelings with deep repressed reality coming on like a slow blues in the hurricane black night. We Believe is almost gospel. Or probably as close as they will ever get to gospel anyway… Still the ever-present guitar with an un-earthly tone keeps humming the tune. Silky honey sweet harmonies and layers of guitar prevail and then a fade to what? Storm In a Teacup is classic Peps… Here is guitar like we always knew it, heavy distortion backing and a killer lead over the top with all the funky hot stuff we are all used to… What a finish…! So Much I starts out ho hummm then, rips a groove that I wish….

Please don’t turn away, again…

Once again finishes with a heroic and epic guitar flourish…Animal Bar is one of the hits, however, if you put on the headphones, you will hear much more than you ever thought was possible. No way… You are kidding me…! is what you will say once the headphones are on. Is that a cello, played backwards…? Who knows, just listen and enjoy and enjoy and… more backward dreams…“Make You Fell Better” might be filler for the Peppers, a hit for all the rest of us. I feel better already….“If” has something like a hurdy gurdy greeting us soon joined by a clean slide guitar, so pretty…

If I had a clue I’d know exactly what to do…

Readymade gets us back to the Pepper formula but more intimate and straight ahead like a '73 southern rocker that was transported to 2010 and just started to dig the scene. Classic drums and layered guitars

She looks to me:
She looks to me…

Deceptive.

Lost in the valley without my horses…

This is a deceptively deep song that you can hear on the radio and never know its depth. The guitar wash and ethereal mix is intoxicating. 21St Century: nothing here. Hard to Concentrate is beautiful from the first note…

All I want is to make you happy…

The interplay of the guitar and bass is almost like a hymn, light as a feather, untouchable cloudless black sky stars.

Glittering

Tell Me Baby finally, here it is, the Peppers doing the Peppers… reprising the whole thing like the rappin’ rockin’ freaks that started it all so long ago and are hell bent on finishing this style. Hell, you rode in on this horse, you might as well ride out on it…! Desecration Smile is all Beatle like harmonies… doubled guitar… acoustic guitar… acoustic splendor… some Beatle like lead to usher us out to the place that is now… the place that is without this music…Goodbye to the LP that would have probably been a 4 LP set back in the day… Somewhere in the blue backed and floating breezy cloud filled puffy white cotton clouded space is a place that we all go to hide. But you cannot hide from this music. If you want to hide then steer clear of this album, however, if you want to rock and roll 21st century style, then spin this wax over and over again.

Catch you on the flip boys and girls. -mke

HI FI Times 1.9

ALBUM REVIEW: Dr. John | Anutha Zone

The piano plays a lonesome tune, a mournful lilting melody over a star speckled ebony sky lighting a silvery home of graves. Clouds pass the dark soundless landscape. A chill is in the air and you know something or someone is watching me, you, or your kin as you step lightly through the night. So, today we are going to explore the dark and light that is Doctor John. His definition is beyond description. He is in a world unto himself, much like, um, himself.

I ain’t looking to hear from no king, no president, no governor, no mayor. . .

Listen to this man’s music long enough and he will steal something from you. And then you will find yourself loving him more than ever, because as he takes, he gives. Don’t ask me to explain because I can’t, however, the more you listen, the more you will understand the mojo or should I say JuJu? The music he makes is infectious and wants to make you dance and dance and dance. All the ducks are in a row and he just continues to knock them down like a well-trained Carney. The beauty of his music is that just about the time you think it’s about one thing, he changes it up as evidenced by I Don’t Wanna Know in which he says:

I don’t wanna know about evil…

That seems to be the only thing he really knows about. Then back to the hip shaking groove of Anutha Zone I mean, really, who would name a song that? And then you realize, the whole LP is named that…. But when you listen to it…. Everything seems to make sense. Followed up by I Like Ki Yoka and we slip deep into the sexy swamp groove that makes you want to dance like a snake, a really bad snake. A slippery and smooth snake… and then, The Olive Tree hits the phones and he takes you ever deeper into the swamp… leading you in like a native, like a happy guy with no thought of tomorrow, no feeling of remembering how to get out. And you are lost in a foamy fog that embraces you, a happy camper in happy land.

About the time you think your soul will be spared, The Stroke hits you like a freight train from hell. Luckily your singer is telling the devil he can go strait back where he came from, because if he wasn’t I think we would all be in trouble. Finishing it all off is, Sweet Home New Orleans an up tempo groove. Happy go lucky my friends. Way to send us all off on a good note Doc!

You know home is where the heart is…

Catch you on the flip boys and girls.
-mke

HI FI Times 1.8

ALBUM REVIEW: Kris Kristofferson | The Austin Sessions

You know most of these songs in one way or another. You have listened to them while you were growing up or heard them in your prime. Nothing has prepared you for this other than a dream that it might happen. Yes, your dreams have been realized, some of the best country songs ever written, striped down and delivered like they should have been, but never were, until now.

For the good times…
Hit play and you are Busted flat in Baton Rouge waitin’ for a train…


And you cannot know why they ever did it any other way. The harp is so direct and the mandolin is so syrupy that it is clear that there never has been a better version than this. You can hear the hard strum -- the really hard strum of the guitar and mandolin and you know they are feeling it – really feeling it. Things get serious and you know the shit is hitting hard -- stripped down yet full and real. Kris has a low whisky voice that cannot be described and the mix has a low and dangerous feel to it. I can’t put my finger on it…

But there’s something in a Sunday
Makes a body feel alone…


An organ greets us and we don’t have much time before the ultimate break up song hits us like a fucking brick not in the heart but in the gut. The organ comes back and then we know it’s over.

Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Make believe you love me one more time
For the good times…


And by this time, most would be happy to have nothing more. However, those are the ones that leave at half time, before the encore, or in the middle of the set. A definitive version of the “Silver Tongued Devil” that makes me understand the song for the first time “Help Me Make It Through the Night” is done up-tempo and hard fucking core, not all slow and maudlin. Never saw it coming. Beauty is reflected in the reading of “Loving Her Was Easier” and we fall into a slow and soft place that we believe will never end. Harp, piano, organ and steel guitar…

And now we go there
The place he knows
Getting out of the cold
Keeping his guitar safe
Hungry and thirsty
Nothing is safe
And we all bring peace
The crap is all over
The poet is the barkeep
The prophet is on the barstool
The only thing that waits for us is
Death and the devil
Beat the devil and you have beaten death… today anyway
The only place we go to make our peace
Is in our sleep

And the meaning doesn’t matter.


The steel guitars cry their lonesome call
The mandolin drifts in and out

Why me lord…

And Kris sings his heart out as the sun slowly turns blood orange as it sets on the west ocean. You can feel the salty breeze and see the breaking waves crashing. There are a precious few of us that know the feeling of sitting on a board looking out at the Pacific waiting for the next set. Kris knows this feeling and somehow shows it to us without ever bringing it up. You want to hear the best country LP ever recorded? Check this one out. In fact, if you had no other country music in your collection and a country music fan came over to your pad, you could play them this and they would think you were the coolest of the cool and if they didn’t, they really weren’t country music fans after all, were they?

Catch you on the flip boys and girls. -mke

HI FI Times 1.7

ALBUM REVIEW: Me'Shell Ndegéocello | Bitter



Violins and ominous sounds with a sweetness
brought on by a lot of cello
And the percussion begins
And the violins fade
And the woman sings
of hurt and embarrassment
She tells the world that her lover has ripped her off
and made a fool of her

You’ve made a fool of me, tell me why?

The atmospheric mix is intoxicating

You’ve made a fool of me tell me why?
You say that you don’t care that we made love…
Tell me why?


This woman has a voice
A low and dark vision
Fade to guitar and piano and percussion as it should be
To the brink of distortion and then back
Industrial beat
The voice hits your ears fast and hard
Scaring you at first
Then settling into a satisfying beat
Cool and groovy
Guitar
Acoustic and intimate
You can feel the spit in her mouth
As she spits venom
At her lovers and friends
Who have harmed her in her process
She has made her mistakes
and she is not ready to think that she has made them
Bitter is the theme and she is
But she is getting it out now
She is realizing that it is only now

Waterfall, nothing can harm me at all…

I know this feeling and her vision is amazing
Speaking into the headphones, she reassures you, like Hendrix
And then proceeds to take you on a psychedelic journey
To the place that we would all like to go
But few of us know
Because we are afraid to go
Then she takes us beyond
And begins to speak to us
Under her breath
Like Hendrix
Even the guitar and drums start to sound like Hendrix
And I am digging it
Big time
Organ and wah guitar

Sweetness and sincerity”
. . . Soothe my broken heart
Show me loyalty

You didn’t want my love when I gave it to you
And now it’s all about you
My rickshaw is broken and my horse has a sway back
But my horse will still get you there
You are so beautiful
This LP has it all, achingly poignant lyrics
Delivered with the passion that only a polished writer could give
Atmospheric production that would make Eno and Gabriel proud

Please don’t move, you feel so good to me…
So beautiful, so beautiful…


Listen to "Wasted Time" if you listen to one track on this
and you will want… no… need to listen to the rest,
and if not, go ahead and leave it
Out of the blue "Grace" brings harmony to the entire record
A string that binds, a flock of birds singing at dawn
Harmony that brings it all together
Your love’s my only saving grace…"

Never thought I’d be in this place

". . . You caress my heart, kiss my face…

The world is a wicked and beautiful place and it can hurt you as you burst into the distant sunset or caress you as the sun rises on your back. This LP can be the soundtrack to both. Have some tea or have some whisky and lay back in the headphones for a while and let this album take you away….

Catch you on the flip boys and girls. -mke

HI FI Times 1.6

ALBUM REVIEW: George Harrison | All Things Must Pass

All Things Must Pass is comprised of two LP’s and a bonus disk aptly named “Apple Jam” that completes a box set. So, you say, THREE LP’s? Most of us would scoff at a two LP set and say that the band just couldn’t make the tough decisions that make for good editing. In many cases this might be true, brutally true. However in this case, I wish it were a 30 disc set, as the music here can never be equaled or duplicated. It was a magic time and he is the only one that could have captured the moment with this kind of vibrant immediacy. As music lovers, we are so glad he did it, and in retrospect, wonder how he did it. A band comprised of the likes of Dylan, Clapton, Dave Mason, Gary Wright, Billy Preston, and Phil Collins, the list goes on, but you get the idea. This is a time capsule, send it into space for the aliens to hear material.

Yup the hidden, silent, but really good looking Beatle gives it a push. The result is "All Things Must Pass" and my childhood, my half a grade and my full grade made sure that this played in the living room of a very clean place. It played loud and clear on the Sylvania stereo that matched the furniture.

Nothing in my teen age rip and pull could bring this emotion. "All Things Must Pass" was something more, something that existed outside of what was real, but so close to my heart that I knew it would never leave. My buddies were still tripping on Foreigner andStyx

But I had moved on…There were other things that seemed more important but Harrison kept me close, so close that you would never know that you didn’t grow up with him in the other room next to you. People talk about where they were when they heard the news of the death of Lennon, and I still remember that fateful Monday night as I lay on the couch wondering if what I had just heard Howard say was true, but that is another story for another time. I will always remember when I heard the news of Harrison passing away on the radio, on Bell Red Road and I drove straight to Silver Platters and found Harrison’s place empty but he was playing on the speakers. I went to the counter and asked if I could buy the copy they were playing and the manager, who happened to be working the counter, said, “You want to buy MY copy?”

And I said, “Yes.”

He shook his head, punched ‘eject’ and said, “Ok, go ahead, but he doesn’t get a discount because it’s open!” I just laughed. As I drove out of the parking lot and back on to Bell-Red Road I had tears running down my face as if I had just lost a grandparent. I kept that CD in the player for about a month, and still to this day, the LP never gets old. In my darkest hours, my most tearful moments, I can play this and it will put me back on track, reset my goal meter, bring me back from the edge…

The problem with writing a review of this epic gem is where to start. When you have “Art of Dying” followed by “I Dig Love” followed by “All Things Must Pass” and we haven’t even heard the hit single yet, you know something special is going on. Of course by the “hit single” we are talking about “My Sweet Lord” second only to “KumByYa” as the most oft covered song in the white bread religious campfire circuit. But we have only just begun and the beauty is only beginning to show as “Hear Me Lord,” “Behind That Locked Door” “Let It Down” all unwind and cast the magic further into your head.

All that being said, there is one track I believe to be the crowning achievement of this gargantuan peak of rock and roll perfection. It does much to advance the history of music and lyrics and its effect on me cannot be measured. If an artist ever spoke to me, just me and only me, this is when it happened. And that is, “Beware of Darkness.” Watch out now… Listen to this more than once and you will never be the same again.

Catch you on the flip boys and girls. -mke