Photograph: Bruce Davidson, 1969.
Saturday, March 27, 2021
Wednesday, March 24, 2021
¡Hasta La Victoria Siempre!
Tuesday, March 23, 2021
Death Is God
Sunday, March 21, 2021
Birth, Life, And Death
I'm very selective when it comes to free jazz — having a homebody roommate in the '90s who played Peter Brötzmann on what felt like a constant loop dimmed my appreciation — but I recently discovered this stunning D.I.Y. private press release* from 1969 and am truly blown away. There's a real balance between chaos and melody, played with passion by what sounds like a full group not a trio. And despite it being instrumental there's a real lyricism in the grooves.
The album was reissued in 2020, with a recent repress by Gotta Groove.
Saturday, March 20, 2021
On The Horizon
"The state can only be what it is, the defender of privilege and the exploitation of the masses, the creator of new classes and monopolies. Whoever does not know the role of the state does not grasp the essence of the current social order and is incapable of showing humanity the new horizons of its evolution."
Words: Rudolf Rocker, 1921
Tuesday, March 16, 2021
I Know Where You Live
Monday, March 15, 2021
White Sheets
Empty white sheets and a propped pillow.
Black underwear and fallen golden hair.
Tomorrow is hope
I love you like nothing I've ever known"
Thursday, March 11, 2021
Little Lover Does A Midnight Shift
I don't know that there's a single invention that had more of an impact on my life and the directions it took than the cassette tape. And that's no exaggeration. My love for tapes started in the early '80s with live Dead shows passed on to me by older cats from uptown and my own recordings of DJ Red Alert and Marley Marl's weekend radio shows (as well as my endless quest to capture a complete "Hey Hey What Can I Do" off of WNEW), and the game-changing homemade hardcore and punk mixes that seemingly travelled across the five boroughs in increasingly lower quality. Then came the bootleg hip hop tapes I'd cop in Times Square, and most importantly the mixed tapes I made for friends, pen-pals, and of course, my crushes (I miss the long afternoons in front of the stereo, dropping the needle and hitting record at just the right time, naively thinking about how the songs I chose would change my life ). In the '90s my love of a good mixed-tape was still going strong, with the international punk-rock and 1960s rarities mixes I'd eagerly wait for, obsessively checking the mail. Thanks you Mr. Ottens for your life-changing invention.
Wednesday, March 10, 2021
The Things That We Said
Wonderful 1973 cover of the Small Faces soaring mod classic. The album the single was pulled from was produced by Alice Cooper producer Bob Ezrin, in time for Flo & Eddie's opening slot on Cooper's Billion Dollar Babies world tour. (The album also features a beautiful cover of the Kinks' "Days.")
Sunday, March 7, 2021
Life In The Time of Corona
Saturday, March 6, 2021
One Minute Born — One Minute Doomed
Friday, March 5, 2021
The Sky Is Empty
"I think our overriding message is one of hope even in the darkest of times, which we all suffer from at times. An amazing amount of people have told me over the years how our music has helped them through really difficult times." -Mark Wilson, The Mob
During the pandemic I discovered a handful of blogs that were compiling and posting their own albums for download, with music culled from across the spectrum of genres and ranging from singles collections to rumored "lost albums." Thus inspired I decided to create a few collections myself (under the Create To Exist moniker*), starting with a band that surely wouldn't mind their old sounds being shared**, The Mob (UK). To my ears, their music is the perfect soundtrack for a global pandemic and shutdown.
The Mob formed in 1977 and within a few years were part of England's anarcho-punk/peace-punk movement of the early '80s, but their sound was slower and drew from darker post-punk sources. Despite not sounding like the bands they often shared stages with (Crass, Conflict, Rudimentary Peni, Dirt), they still embraced radical politics, played loads of benefits, and in a proper D.I.Y. vein released all but two of their own records via their All The Madman label.
This collection, which I dubbed No Doves Fly Here (named for most famous song), includes all of their singles in chronological order, including their remarkable comeback from 2013. The singles are followed by two alternate versions, most notably the original stunning take of the aforementioned "No Doves Fly Here," an apocalyptic classic in the vein of Bonnie Dobson's "Morning Dew." The collection is completed with their primal Ching cassette from 1981, which features a clutch of songs not heard elsewhere.