Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Ronald Shannon Jackson: Decode Yourself (1985)

Island Records LP

RSJ came to my attention as drummer for Last Exit. Turns out he, like Sharrock, had been around for many years and had an even more impressive resume than Sonny - playing with Ayler and "schooled" under Ornette Coleman, the father of "Harmolodic" jazz, a branch of melody/group improv that was in part the basis for much of the free jazz movement. Jackson was in Coleman's first electric group to explore his ideas. In the '80s, Jackson, living in NYC, put together The Decoding Society which incubated a group of youngsters that included Melvin Gibbs (later played with Defunkt and The Rollins Band) and, more famously, Vernon Reid, guitar god from Living Colour. It was only natural that Jackson would continue in the vein of the work he did with Coleman.

Much of the music he put out during this time was revered although this album is generally considered a low point. If Entertainment Weekly ever did an article on all his records, this would probably get a D-. What he was trying to do, however, was interesting and that was update Bebop and Free Jazz with a more techno, whatever-fusion sensibility (whereas Last Exit just thrashed the shit out of it). Hence, some of the experiments are either too much rock/techie ("Software Shuffle") or feature instrumentation that was even dated in '86 (Sonar drums went out with, like, Foreigner). Accordingly, the album starts out with a short but sweet cover of Dizzy Gillespie's "Bebop" as if announcing this is what has come before and now here's what's gonna come after (a lot of New York "loft" jazz at that time seem to be trying to make an Ultimate Statement about Jazz in the Here and Now). The cut immediately following, "Decoding" makes that point despite the hippy-dippy lyrics ("read all your dreams/key into the scene) that the Decoding Society Chorus sings are a bit lame but you can't deny the Jackson-Gibbs-Johnson (that's Rev Bruce Johnson on second bass) rolling beat, the horn/synth counter-melody and Vernon Reid's smoking guitar solo smack dab in the middle.

Bill Laswell is blamed for this record by some - for not letting Jackson's inner Harmolodics self shine with his more snaky and unrestrained melodies (which you hear in "Decoding" but seem restrained in the rest of the album). I'm usually not one to argue that the producer makes all that much difference (outside of MTV scrum-pop and disco) - I mean the ideal producer provides a second ear and should keep the engineer from interfering with the process - but given that a lot of the other Decoding Society output is pretty boss (especially live), I'm not gonna argue too much with the conclusion that Laswell had something to do with the failure of this record.
Jackson from '94 Live in Warsaw (reissued in 2000)


Band line-up:
Eric Person - Soprano/Alto Sax
Robin Eubanks - Trombone
Akbar Ali - Violin
Vernon Reid - Guitars, Guitar Synth and Banjo
Dnaje Allen Gumbs - Synth
Melvin Gibbs - Electric Bass
Rev. Bruce Johnson - Electric Bass
Ronald Shannon Jackson - Drums

Songs:
"Bebop"
"Decoding"

Articles:
  • The liner notes that appear on the Knitting Factory website (which rereleased much of RSJ's output earlier this decade) describe the origins of the group and explains why often NYC New Jazz is also referred to as Loft Music:
“The Decoding Society came together as a group during the winter months of 1979,” Jackson explains. “I met Melvin Gibbs through Bern Nix. Melvin brought his high school ‘like-minds’ running buddy Vernon Reid into the group. Vernon brought his friend Zane Massey. All three attended Boys High school in Brooklyn. Vernon also brought in the Rev. Bruce Johnson on fretless bass. Dr. Verna Gillis, ethnomusicologist at Long Island University, gave me the key to her loft club Soundscape. She needed someone living near Soundscape to allow for deliveries at any time. This gave me the all important rehearsal space I needed for playing drums and rehearsing the band.”
  • A great, albeit academic, web article on Jackson and his recordings by Jeff Eldridge of UCLA that appeared in the Echo journal. Way better than anything Entertainment Weekly could do. Here's what they say about the Island albums and Decode Yourself:
The Island period (starting with Man Dance and Barbecue Dog) represented the height of the group's visibility and popularity. Funk and blues gestures had become more overt than ever, contributing to a pastiche not found in the earlier work. Tempo and feel shifted rapidly from section to section. Hints of tonality, often in funk-based solo sections, could now be heard in contrast to polytonal and atonal sections. Unison sections at very fast tempos and Reid's fiery guitar work both exhibited the flashiness reminiscent of Seventies fusion, yet the signature rhythms, quirky melodies, and arranging/orchestration style assured the listener that this sound was still unmistakably Jackson's. Despite the return of the violin, the addition of the trombone, some interesting stylistic forays into country, bebop, and space funk, and the promise of a Bill Laswell production, the third Island release, Decode Yourself, is marred by a thin sound, gimmicky electronic drum and synthesizer timbres, and (surprisingly) a plodding, four-square rhythmic monotony.

Friday, September 23, 2005

Husker Du: Candy Apple Grey


Warner Brothers LP, 1986

An album in which the un-suckiness curve seems to asymptotically start at infinity with "Crystal" and then go down to approach zero with the final songs. It's really a cock-tease of an album because "Crystal" is so fucking good I'm willing to say it might be Mould's best recorded song in their ouvre. And here's also an album in which Hart's good songs beat Moulds 2-1 (even though he has more songs than Hart, huh?). And that's not a lower denominator fraction - I really mean two songs to his one song: "Don't Want To Know If You're Lonely" and perhaps one of Hart's finest songs: "Sorry Somehow."

The second side is like the worst parts of side 1, song by song. Here Hart does a piano-based drippy ballad (and lemme tell you I ain't anti-ballad, I mean "Beth" is my favorite Kiss song even if Peter Kriss looked right silly singing around a campfire with all the make-up on). And speaking of ballads, I haven't even mentioned Bob "I Wanna Be on College Radio" Mould's Billy Braggish falsetto-laced "Too Far Down" on the previous side.

Side two and assorted songs on side one sound almost like a bunch of bad college rock bands trying to imitate Husker Du and then being covered by Husker Du. "Hardly Getting Over It" is a nicely arranged song what with the sonorous piano counterpoint and that non-Spot great sounding drums but the lyrics are incredibly inane and, well, collegian. Hart's "Dead Set On Destruction," is made topical by that large lady Rita (he likens a bad relationship to flying a plane into a hurricane) and it sports a song idea that Foo Fighters later honed to pop perfection (over and over again) and planeloads of dollars but it's way off the mark and seems to be flying through a puddle, not a hurricane. I only mention "Eiffel Tower High" (neat title) or the shudder-producing "No Promises Have I Made" and the closer, Mould's softening of the "Divide and Conquer" with the tedious "All This I've Done For You", a song about as exciting as watching Wheaties cereal go damp.

But... what a way to open an album.... "Crystal"... I'm still shaking after hearing it after so long. It's like that empty-chested feeling you get before a heart attack (no, I don't know, I'm guessing) or when you're in teenage puppy love. "100,000 niiiiights!" Great, great, great.

On the serious, sort of time continuum, groove - note that in the time from the awesome Flip Your Wig - which preceded this album - Grant Hart has gone from being the goofy guy in love (albeit attracted to dangerous girls) to the bitter break-up dude "dead set on destruction". His girlfriend is even suing him. Historians have noted that it was after this album he began his slide into heroin addiction and band acrimony that would later lead to their break-up and the overdone Warehouse double LP. Mould's progression from Flip Your Wig and the previous records is also interesting. He seems to have moved on from politics and being kinda angry with the world to being angry with himself and in the throes of an "identity management" crisis ("I Don't Know For Sure" and even "Crystal" with its evocation of that old literary staple Hermann Hesse's Steppenwolf and its broken mirror). I've wondered if "Eiffel Tower High", however lousy of a song I think it is, was about his ambivalence about girls (as reflected by the girl's ambivalence about him).

So whaddya say, we split it in half. Worst Du album, best recorded song by Mould and possibly Hart. Anybody wanna defend the other songs?

Songs to Sample This Record:
Our Friday rocker is "Crystal" by Bob Mould - I HIGHLY RECOMMEND THIS SONG and BUYING THIS ALBUM JUST FOR THIS SONG... and here's Hart's "Don't Want To Know If You Are Lonely", some of his best lyrics and best anguished singing, I think - and with organ.


This was such a cool publicity shot taken around the time they were doing publicity for this disc that I had to steal it from the smart little Du site Third Avenue... which is also known as the Husker Du Database... there's plenty more memorabilia and fan stuff there. Hours of insomniac exploration await.

Links:

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Polyvinyl Record Co. Summer/Fall 2005 sampler

So can someone tell me why Polyvinyl went to the trouble and expense to once again confirm to the world that Picastro is the only worthwhile band signed to this label and even then they're a bit uneven - the cut they include on the CD ("I Can't Fall Asleep" which you can stream over here) is much better than the current MP3 they have for download ("Sharks")? As an insomniac, I am adopting it as my late night computer solitare playin' theme song. At any rate, if I find a good price on this newish Picastro CD, I'll probably bite, sharks or no.

I have two of these sampler suckers already and apparently they're being stuffed into any inSound orders so I imagine I'll have a full set of drink coasters by the end of this month. At least I could give the American Analog Set Tylenol sampler out to friends and not be too embarassed.

As for trendy MP3 bloggers faves Aloha, it's kinda okay pop - I haven't deleted yet - and as for Of Montreal (another perrenial flower among the indie proto-yuppie scene) have they really progressed much from when they were a Shins cover band? I mean it's okay. Decibully sounded way better at MacRock than they do now. I dunno if it was the drive through the mountains of Virginia where everything kinda sounds good or just some distance. I've tried to "get" xbxrx -- I mean I like noise, I like guitars, I like post-HC and all that shit -- but for the life of me, I don't get it.

Has anyone found any good free record samplers lately?

Props to Polyvinyl Record Company for at least putting it out there, y'know man...


(I'm thinking about doing more contemporary record reviews like above and they won't always include MP3s. What do you all think? I think as long as I keep them short and to the point -- unlike my vinyl musings -- it oughta work. huh?)

ADDENDUM: Maybe I should modify my first sentence to include Joan of Arc (and all its permutations) as a worthwhile Polyvinyl band but in my defense they're not on this sampler...

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Godfathers: "Sun Arise" 12" Single

Corporate Image, 1986

Enroute to their Epic contract, a minor 80's hit ("Birth, School, Work, Death"), an avid following, a run of several decent straight-ahead rock albums, and break-up (with rumors of reunions on and off) came this 12" which collects three of the songs from their 1st and independent release Hit by Hit. First appearing as The Sid Presley Experience in suits and ties (a motif they would adopt for many of their shows) and inspired by the entire continuum of rock (as the name suggests) from the 50's to punk, they had legal issues with continuing to use the name so switched to the less descriptive Godfathers. Often compared with early rockers Dr. Feelgood, I hear, at least in their early stuff, more of a mix of American garage-band Nuggets (they ended up on Rhino's new Children of Nuggets comp) and mod-era UK rock (think early Who - whom the band trashed in interviews as "sellouts").

The b-side song "I'm Not satisfied" is more mod than garage while "I Want Everything," while somewhat slick, is more US garage than Quadrophenia. Later they evolved into an even more conventional rock outfit (albeit with two guitars) favoring straight-ahead anthems, a liberal-working class political bent but still with an awareness of rock, both contemporary and past. After the 1991 Unreal World, they went into Greatest Hits mode but released a wan although above par pub rock album in 1995.

The real surprise is the title cut here -- a cool cover of Aussie eccentric Rolf Harris's tribute to Aboriginal music (written in the 60's, I believe) and later covered by Alice Cooper, here reworked as a tribute to Desmond Tutu who is quoted near the end of the song and on the back of the record -- the quotes apparently were made on the same day the song was recorded.

Band Members:
Peter Coyne - vocals
Chris Coyne - bass, vocal
Kris Dollinmore - guitar, vocal
Mike Gibson - guitar, vocal
George Mazur - drums, vocal, percussion

The band last played in the early 2000s and members Peter Coyne and guitarist Kris Dollimore were last heard playing backup for Rat Scabies (2003) as members of The Germans before he quit music and went to go search for the Holy Grail. Second guitarist Mike Gibson is doing acoustic stuff with his City Farm.

Song:
"Sun Arise"

Links:

Consumerism:


Update: late link: Rhino's Children of Nuggets

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Dead Kennedys: Frankenchrist


Alternative Tentacles Records, 1985 (LP).

I think that phrase "jumping the shark" is way over-used. It's also not true. I mean. Happy Days actually jumped the shark (ugh, I just did it) when Fonzie got rid of his Eisenhower jacket and donned the leather in like the third episode. Yes, early on, Fonzie was animal friendly and dressed like the working class dude that he really was. Orrrrr... maybe it went bad when Richie Cunningham's older brother, the clod jock, just disappeared. Hey, speaking of Happy Days, did anyone ever notice Tom Bosley's digital watch? I've seen it even in close-ups in several eps. Fucking Tom Bosley. What a big fat turd. You just imagine him arguing with the director that he would never take off his digital watch! I can see him now with his purple-tinted shades, gold chains and chest hair showing shirt (and that fucking digital watch) splayed out on some pool lounger somewhere laughing about it and collecting royalities. Oh, he's dead?

I don't know what this has to do with this record. Well, maybe I do but I ain't telling. More like I don't know what to do with this record. I mean I do have the original "pre-censored" version but I still can't for the life of me figger out what the title (Frankenchrist) and the poster of a wall of penises has to do with the rather lackluster and mostly uninspired songs here. And yeah, the little Shriner guys in the little cars are funny but why make fun of the Shriners. They're our grandfathers or neighbors after all, they raise money for blind kids and they never hurt me. I guess it's just emblematic of this whole muddy concept and unrelated collection of mostly plodding and often pedantic songs.

But's not a total tossout: "A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch" sounds like a different band than the rest of the album - tighter, more unified somehow - it's psyche-garage-band sinister, I DIG, it's a horror tale of a rapacious US turning on the smaller and poorer would be a welcome addition to any Halloween mix-CD. And while I can't remember liking it at the time, I think East Bay Ray's Devo-grungey "At My Job" is worth reconsideration if only for your I Hate My Job Cuz I'm Stupid and Lazy Mix CD-R.

But the rest of this record is best buried & forgotten. Just now re-reading the chapter-long lyrics in the frantic flay of a song called "Stars and Stripes of Corruption" - supposedly Jello's magnus opus (hee) - did Jello really take a piss on the Capitol Building? Wow, security must have been lax back then and I don't remember ever seeing homeless people sleeping on the grounds of the Washington monument. And I cringe thinking I used to like "MTV-Get Off The Air" with its easy and who-cares-now? target and so faux-cheesy it's cheesy opening. I mean, after all, I kinda like Adam Curry more than I like Jello Biafra.

Band lineup:
Jello Biafra - Vocals
D.H. Peligro - Drums and Vocals
Klaus Flouride - Bass and Vocals
East Bay Ray - Guitar, Synth, 12-string Electric Bellzouki
Tim Jones - keyboard on "A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch"

Songs:
"A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch"
"At My Job"

Links:
  • This page has a buncha H.R. Giger paintings and if you go down 3/4 of the way there's the Frankenchrist poster (actually called "Penis Landscape"). I always thought the controversy over the album was more about Jello and his radical lyrics and interviews than it was the poster. The "obscenity" was just a convenient albeit silly excuse to prosecute a band that was becoming too popular.
  • The faux Dead Kennedys web-page. They're ending a tour - soon to be playing the lawn chair nostalgia circuit no doubt... here's the sordid details of the precedent-setting lawsuit they launched against Jello.
  • Alternative Tentacles webpage says the Frankenchrist is OUT OF PRINT. But you don't want that - instead, last year Biafra got together with The Melvins and recorded a few songs that suggest Biafra can still be a good frontman if he wants to. It was so good, they went back and did another one called Sieg Howdy that was released last week to little fanfare. It includes an updated version of "California Uber Alles" and a cover of "Halo of Flies" - anyone heard it yet or know if there's any MP3s to sample? ATR doesn't have any up, alas but it looks interesting.
  • Oh, and Jello will be speechifying and hosting Operation Ceasefire right down the block from me in a coupla days. It's like anti-war, anti-globalization, anti-toe fungus with lots of big puppets and broken home teenagers with black hankies on their faces. I'm sure if I open my window I'll hear Jello's loud annoying mouth. It's great livin' in DC!
  • The Jumptheshark page for Happy Days

Final Jerry Springer Thoughts:
Well, folks if you are looking for a new and different way to express what happens when a band over-reaches and forgets about making good music and writing intersting songs, maybe we should stop using Jumping The Shark. After all, what does Fonzie really have to do with music? It was Potsie that sang after all and Ralph Malph played drums and Richie played guitar. From now on, we'll just say "hoofah - that band just frankenchristed!" Please play safe out there and always look both ways before crossing the street.

And I'm getting near the end of my first box o'vinyl. Whew. There's still some more to go but I apologize for the quality of it. Even though I pledged to go through it randomly, I did kinda reject some of the random picks and now that's showing up near the end. There are a few records I couldn't even bring myself to record one or two songs - they were so bad. I'll be unwrapping Box #2 shortly and having a cleaning party some upcoming weekend.

Friday, September 16, 2005

FRIDAY SONG: "Get On The Bus"



Someone acksed in the comments section of a recent post what songs RC Mob did on that great little cassette compilation, When Cows Ruled The Earth I bloggered a few months back... yeah, blast from the recent past.

Answer to question: "Get On Off The Bus" and "Rock Dog"

Here's the former, scuze the hiss (and you may need to turn it up even higher as my digitization talents weren't that good back then) - it later turned up on Omerta - it makes a great Friday song and what better way to go out on the town but (off) the bus, maaaan - download it and crank it:

"Get OnOff The Bus" - Royal Crescent Mob

Buy Omerta used

Updated 9/17/05 to embarassingly correct song title... duh...

Dead Silence: Stress

Unclean Records, 1985.

Dead Silence were (are?) a Boulder-based rad-lib peace punk band of the type that permeated the 80's punk scene to an almost overwhelming degree at one point. At its best rad-lib punk (or conservative skinhead punk for that matter) combines innovative lyrics (or at least stirring sloganeering) with engaging rock und roll, well played - and rehearsed. Examples of this are early Dead Kennedys, MC5 and Skrewdriver (the other extreme). At its worst, it's merely some budding politicians who have picked up instruments, transcribed the latest cause into "lyrics" as the easiest means for self-affirmation and since there was an anti-critical stance in the mid'80s punk underground a lot bands got away with this. The Big Boys said "start a band" but some people shoulda thought twice. It's..y'know, pick up yer guitar and practice sometime why doncha instead of reading MRR or PETA pamphlets.

Dead Silence falls somewheres in between those extremes. Most of the songs aren't worth but a listen or two but they make a little money with "Patriot's Fight", a mid-tempo, 6/8 rhythm'ed coarse-throated rant about what? being drafted to go fight in Nicaragua? which thankfully didn't happen but I guess that was the politics of the time. Reminds me of UK hardcore of the time - Exploited and such.

The other cut is their Crass-wanna-be song, "Mad Scientist's Ball" which starts with a tape from one of those awfully boring and excrutiating PETA tapes people used to play before shows - but it's decent generic hardcore and I digit the perhaps unintentionally minimalist (because they didn't know enough to do anything else?) baseline and guitar break that's incidentally supporting the political lyrics.

They aren't the most original group of their time nor do they have a way of "innertaining while eddicating" like early Dead Kennedys (and Sex Pistols, UK Subs, etc.) but it's some way 'kay hardcore from Unclean Records - home of NOTA and early Rhythm Pigs (and their Boulder contemperarities Anti-Scrunti Faction)

The album's cover features the grim after-affects of a hanging and the title song, "Stress" addresses the suicide of a "roommate" (presumably depicted on the cover). If only the band were willing to explore
this theme further or with perhaps a bit more zeal and intelligence. Instead this title song is just another "anti-" song and anti-suicide? who can't get behind that one (Hemlock Society and Hunter Thompson excluded)?


Um, that's Bear (bass and milk container), Vulture (vocals and duh pose), Ted Silence (of course the drummer, couldn't you tell?) and Steve (aka "Steeeeevvvvee on guitar").

Songs
"Patriot's Fight"
"Mad Scientist's Ball"

Links

Monday, September 12, 2005

Songs For Taking a Walk (Even if Only In Your Mind)

Did you ever hear something first thing on a Monday morning that you thought was going to make your week and then just as you leave someone comes by or calls you up and points out something that was subtle and negative about this supposedly good news and you leave work with an instant headache? It could be worse, though, I guess - it's just bullshit at work after all and there's no reason to stress about it even if I do anyway.

Maybe this calamity in the Gulf Coast will make us more charitable and less materialistic as a people. I'm hoping, at least. There are some great songs here, sequenced for effect. Enjoy.



(screen shot of Rock Hudson in Seconds)

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Jon Langford w/ Sally Timms & Ship and Pilot at Kennedy Center

Jon Langford (Mekons, Waco Brothers, etc.) appeared on the free Millenium Stage last night in, as he described it, "the world's biggest room." He plays mostly country-western with a few diversions into rootsy rock and roll and folk. If you like Johnny Cash and Nick Cave's murder ballads, well then you might like this. My only complaint is that the amplied drums sounded lousy in this room (when played loud) because of the fast echoing. The bass also had similar problems when it was turned up. But there's not much they can do about that except play softly and just let the microphones do their job.

He mostly performed songs from his CD set The Executioner's Last Songs but there was a version of the "Mekons Rock and Roll" (the original version is available on iTunes). He did a song he wrote about fellow Welshman Tom Jones coming across the Atlantic to become the King of Wales ("Tom Jones Levitation") and then later covered Jones's "Delilah" (also on iTunes) which he described as the Welsh National Anthem. The highlight for me was a cover of Lonesome Bob's "The Plans That We Made", a great murder and love ballad.

The backing band is called Ship and Pilot (it's different from the Pine Valley Cosmonauts who are credited on the Executioner's Last Songs benefit compilation). In the picture above (click to enlarge), that's Tony Maimone (left) (Pere Ubu) on bass bango(?), ex-local and no stranger to making noise Jean Cook (Beauty Pill) on violin (right) and the Dan Massey on drums. Barry Mills (who is unseen in the picture behind Jean) controlled the video in the back from a keyboard like device. You can stream the entire thing from the Kennedy Center's archives. And oh yeah, he had some good in-between song banter about "Mad King George", his thoughts on Nashville and country music and how he lost his luggage and bought a new pair of black jeans in town. He's in Arlington, VA tomorrow night where he'll play the entire Executioner's Last Songs w/the full multi-media presentation.

Here's a Langford song from the Esopus #4 Imaginary Friends compilation (still on sale) which I embarassingly wrote about several weeks ago.

"W" - Jon Langford

via Bloodshot Records:
"Bad News" - w/Alejandro Escovedo, Dave Alvin and Jon Langford

UPDATE:
And here's a link to brothers-in-arms Songs:Illinois recent post on The Waco Brothers

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Spoilt Victorian Child Starts Next Phase in World Takeover

Simon from SVC was an early encourager of Vinyl Mine so he'll always be right up there in my list of great people in music blog land. Well, he's really taken SVC to places I would never have the energy or brains or wherewithal to do - he added on other reviewers, brought in a forum, snazzed up his blog code and now he's announced a record label. I think that's great and a natural evolution similar to when some fanzines like Touch and Go, Bomp! and Slash went into the record biz. Nothing like the fans to push out stuff with good taste (although I admit Slash went places I didn't neccesarily agree with).

Here's a recent email he sent to me so I thought I would pass it on verbatim. I haven't listened to the tunes herein because I'm kinda on a short vacation this (extended) weekend and my bandwidth is limited and Simon's kinda electronicish at times but he likes The Fall and The Butthole Surfers (80's version) so he can't be all that bad. I promise I'll take a listen to them later on and recommend any good tracks but for now you're on your own.


Hi, Simon from the Spoilt Victorian Child blog thing here.

Firstly I’d like to apologise for the mass mailout…

I hate them myself, but it would take me a month to write to all of you…

So I understand if this goes straight in the bin.

And secondly…

Last week I started something that I’m quite excited about… SVC Records.

At the moment It’s just a download based net label, with two releases… but there will be a few more this month and I’m eventually going to try and get vinyl and CD releases sorted… just lack of cash stopping me at the moment.

Anyway, here’s a few tracks for you to download from the first two albums.

First up we have a few from Mike Seed…. Folky Pop.

www.svcrecords.co.uk/sample/Mike_Seed__Putting_The_Fountain_To_Sleep.mp3

www.svcrecords.co.uk/sample/Mike_Seed__Jack_Frost_Blues.mp3

www.svcrecords.co.uk/sample/Mike_Seed__William_In_A_Trance.mp3

www.svcrecords.co.uk/sample/Mike_Seed__High_Water_Mark.mp3

Mike’s page can be found at www.svcrecords.co.uk/artist_mikeseed.html


And secondly we have some from The Palace Lido…. Electroish.

www.svcrecords.co.uk/sample/The_Palace_Lido__Neo_Maxi_Zoom_Dweebie.mp3

www.svcrecords.co.uk/sample/The_Palace_Lido__Vous_Envoyant_Cette_Forme.mp3

www.svcrecords.co.uk/sample/The_Palace_Lido__Its_A_Jungle_At_The_Zoo.mp3

The Palace Lido’s page can be found at www.svcrecords.co.uk/artist_palacelido.html

Well I hope you find something you like there, It goes without saying that I’d love it if you could write something, feel free to link to the tracks if you fancy, and if you require any more info and the like just drop me a line.

All the best

Simon

X

www.svcrecords.co.uk

www.spoiltvictorianchild.co.uk

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Fats Domino Reported Missing

My old man just came up from his basement and told me. Rolling Stone has the story so far and here's a Google News search for updates. His website has a buncha MP3s if you want to think good thoughts about him and listen to his music. Let's hope this true legend of rock and roll and early pioneer is found safe and sound.

"Whisky Heaven" (I'm hosting this to alleviate pressure on his website but it was downloaded off his website - there are several more there)

Jason has more at One Louder...

UPDATE: And now R. L. Burnside is reported dead in Memphis - unrelated to the hurricane, of course, but still a terrible blow to the music world. Squeeze My Lemon has a report. Arggh!

UPDATE to the above UPDATE (Sept 2): Dante has links to other music blogs discussing Burnside's legacy and loss. Also, slightly off subject, Squeeze My Lemon has a post on Katrina and links to others doing more heavy lifting.

UPDATE: Apparently Fats was rescued but 'missing'. But, The Stranger's Slog reports he was seen in the Superdome:
Stranger photographer Victoria Renard (and former NOLA resident) reports that Fats Domino has turned up at the Superdome.

Kingface redux


Several months ago we appreciated the contribution to the music world of the band known as Kingface and Mike Lupica from WFMU left some comments.

WFMU's Beware The Blog has a massive rememberance post by Mike today (apparently by popular request) with lotsa those new-fangled MP3s from a live off-the-board show in 1988 at the old 930 club.

Free & legal w/permission of the band. Yay! Now about that reunion tour...

I'm Seeing Things I Should Never See


I would never deign to tell my readers what to do but I'll just say that my charity of choice is Second Harvest - I've donated money for all my little nieces and nephews that are going to be christened this weekend and made a contribution in my own name... Second Harvest does food and water -- if you don't have money but have some non-perishable food to donate, this website has a database of local food banks which you can call and see if they are putting together donations for the Gulf Coast region. Even if you donate food for local purposes, it takes the burden off the national response.


I wanted to write a whole bunch about this album this week and all the great covers and music therein... but right now I'm just in shock at the Creator's malevolence.

Listening to this record while I watch the muted news channel, it seems, at times, all so appropriate, odd as that may seem. This album about losing your mind, reverting to your primitive nature (even if much of it is a bit too cute at times -- "Jungle Hop", "The Natives Are Restless") hits home right now. The Cramps aren't from New Orleans or Biloxi or Gulfport but with all their songs about voodoo and horror, they should be honorary citizens.

Covers "Primitive" and "Rockin' Bones" are my favorites for sentimental purposes (and the fact that Lux seems to come out from behind his personna in "Primitive") but its Lux and Ivy's original: "Beautiful Gardens" that best fits my mindset and Der Zeitgeist at this point... maybe there aren't vampire lesbians out to get me but I woke up last night after a nightmare about rising waters (and no, I didn't have to pee either).

Just listen to the lyrics and the maybe not-so-pretend anguish - did you ever think being a Cramp is always fun?:

"I'm seeing things I should never see... what in the world has come over me... I've lost touch with reality, reality, reality... floating away from reality... the angry sea..."

this comes from the 1981 LP Psychedelic Jungle

Song:

"Beautiful Gardens" - The Cramps

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Saturday, August 27, 2005

Soulside: Less Deep Inside Keeps


Dischord/Sammich LP, 1987

Early recorded Soulside (released in 87 but recorded a year earlier) suggests a band that was a bit boxed into the Dischord/Positive Punk paint-by-numbers thing. It's no wonder that the band (minus their singer) eventually packed up their axes and moved to NYC to form the indie band Girls Against Boys (along with friend and co-producer of this record Eli Janney) and the fried and damaged New Wet Kojak. But a live Soulside set "back in the day" was always riveting to watch if not always musically interesting. They eventually got it together in their studio work. I'll toast anyone that says Hot Bodi Gram is essential for the well-rounded record collection.

This album seems unfinished, under-rehearsed and with the exceptions of a few songs, the band doesn't even seem into it. And as Joe Carducci says, every good band starts with the drummer and Alex Fleisig's barely competent drumming here (he gets better) is ham-handed and clumsy. And I'll save my gripes about Don Z's recording skills during this period as I've already vented elsewhere.

But even that can't mar "I Find The Other Side" because it's just a damn good song. Showcasing the band's signature building, moving chord structures and singer Bobby Sullivan's dexterous live custom of finding the right place to ride out the groove. This was a staple in their sets and a high point of at least one of the shows I saw. "Dreams" also soars above the rest of the cuts with an uncommon acoustic rhythm guitar track serving as the foundation. It allows Scott McCloud, who normally has to carry the songs on this record, to relax a bit and turn in a some bonny guitar hooks and riffs. Again Bobby's singing is superb.

Also of note here is a failed attempt to cover Wire's "Ex-Lion Tamer" -- props for the well-meaning attempt and classy selection, though. And I like "Fresh Air" which noisily closes the record on an upbeat note and a promise of more good, albeit more downbeat stuff to come. In the end, though, Less Deep Inside Keeps might have taken its own title's advice and just released this as a two-song single.

The band line-up is in this picture (click to see - credit Marce Sterner). There's no mention of bassist Johnny Temple playing on this record. The cover photo (above) is by the great Cynthia Connolly - Chris Bald contributes a drawing of the band on the flipside of the album cover.

Songs:
  • "I Find The Other Side" - Soulside (160 kbps)
  • "Dreams" - Soulside (160 kbps)
  • Fine print: Songs up for limited time and are recorded straight from vinyl (with clicks and clacks intact). Readers who enjoy are encouraged to buy the records. I don't endorse file sharing except for research. This is a not-for-profit, for love of music website. I don't take advertising, tip jars or do pay-for-links. I don't solicit promos either (although if you want to send me something that's cool). Bands retain full copyright, of course, and upon request from band or label will immediately take down songs, etc. with no recriminations or gripes.

Links/Notes:
  • Something I Learned Today provides an alternative take on this recording in a November 2004 review of their three albums: "Sounds positively sunny in comparison to their later releases. Still holds up pretty good." So don't take my word for it because...
  • This record is still apparently in print and can be bought off the Dischord Records Soulside Webpage - try here if that doesn't work.
  • Southern Records maintains a site on Soulside that has links to the band member's follow-on projects
  • Besides Chris Bald's drawing the back of the record and some liner notes, there's this quote "Becoming Less To Be Nothing" which might explain the odd title of the record as being rooted in Zen? Just a guess.
  • Scott McCloud talked about Soulside and the problem with being a Dischord/DC band during the Fugazi era in Only Angels Have Wings:

    When Soulside was really first starting out…we started actually before Fugazi… there are definitely similarities between Soulside & Girls vs Boys musically, rhythmically. It’s very different lyrically, I am a very different singer than Bobby Sullivan was (Scott was only on guitar in Soulside) – not as melodic for example. At a certain point…doing a band in DC, at a certain point it’s a bit…we sort of…we were a little bit….at a certain point….I don’t want to say it the wrong way because I totally respect Fugazi, they’ve been an inspiration to me but in a certain point doing a band in DC is irritating because everywhere you go, people keep comparing you to Fugazi. Everything’s like Fugazi or not. After Soulside came out and when we moved out to New-York, in our mind we wanted to change our sound a little bit and get away from the Fugazi thing.

Friday, August 26, 2005

Various Punks: One Big Crowd


Big City Records, 1985

A NYC-metro "scene unity" compilation of which there were many in this time period. 20 bands, 25 cuts. One LP.

Doesn't mean it's all generic retardothrash, tho', boyos or by-the-numbers doofusmosh - in other words, don't let a dumb cover and lame premise throw you off the scent of potentially good tracks.

Side 1 is the New Punk City side with cuts from Unjust (Pukelyn, NYC), Armed Citizens (Asstoria, NYC) and a killer slice of nihilistic sludge and damaged thrash ("No Hope") from Shok(also Asstoria). A big ol' shrug for the rest of the cuts though which epitomize the worst of stinkhead NYC at that time (Sheer Terror, Psychos, Krieg Kopf, etc.)

Side 2 could be called The Revenge of the Burbs with a buncha of the best cuts coming from the underappreciated Buy Our Records stable on the New Jerskey side of the border. Yeah, there's some AOD (Vadgehall, NJ) cuts (including their thrash version of the Lost in Space theme) and I'm sure that was a major reason for people to buy it. The standout,tho for moi, is a messy maracas-shakin' stoner rock song ("Time") from Bodies in Panic of bUnion, NJ...

76% Uncertain also represents quite well, my dear, for Bridgepunk, Snottetticut with pre-DCemocore-inspired "Another". Also of note - Vatican Commandos, Violent Children and Pleased Youth also rate a digital nod here. Stetz, Bedlam, better luck next crime - I'm glad also that Sacred Denial finally explain just what exactly "Sacred Denial" is - I think it has something to do with Eddie Van Halen's guitar box. And it's way lame... I mean SUPPORT THE SCENE, DUDEZ!!!

NYC-Metro One Big Crowd '85 Mp3 Mix (Punk Fucking Rock):

LINKS (not a lot - this record is out of print and mostly forgotten):

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Coffee and Cigarettes: Hunter Sleeps Above Us... Mp3 Mix

"I like words. Attention must be paid to words and then you think after what it really means" - Hunter Thompson

All songs fregal/recommended/visit the band's website/buy their latest records


photo detail above from an annie lebovitz photo originally printed in 20 Year of Rolling Stone

from a photo set of Hunter's blastoff by Frank Wit

Abiku Red: "Repulsion"


Abiku Red/Ark of Bone split LP From The Ashes of Strange Fruit.

Unknown label, unknown year.

If you've ever wondered what 2nd/3rd era spooky kids goth-industrial from Kalamazoo, Michigan sounds like, your long, potentially hopeless wait is actually over so breathe that goth sigh of relief (high pitched falsetto) and buckle yourself into those fur-lined restraints.

Of the two bands, Abiku Red is the more traditional (if such a word can be applied) project consisting of a drum machine, reverb and other electronics and vocals. Very minimal synth or guitar if any graces the tracks. Songs are not pretty and mostly seem to be about sex with razors, spiders, bondage and things that pierce and bite. Yum! "Repulsion" is the only keeper - distinguished by a delicate female voice (unidentified) - I lack any close touchstones - perhaps the March Violets without the guitars, hooks and commercial aspirations and slowed down by half. Anyway, lissen for yerself, vampires, below.

Ark of Bone is built around someone called "lisa, gypsy, albrecht", exotic dancer/disco singer and appears to be about her experiences as a peep show performer with songs entitled "glass fantasy" and "duchess and the twisted tongue". The "songs" as as messy as the glass booth she used to work in, mostly unintelligible reverby drum machinery with references to bodily fluids and intestines and the like. Kinda like Abiku Red only even more gloomy (in fact, the pictures of the performers look remarkably similar). An interview with "lisa,gypsy,albrecht" is in the liner notes. She describes one of her customers, Mr. Tongue:


Ah - she's got a heart of gold and she cleans up well - how come I can't meet girls like her?

Provenance of vinyl: Probably received as a promo and promptly forgotten, it's obviously a hand-made cover and label with two bands who probably not coincidentally share the same PO Box and whose pictures look the same. I have no idea what the year of this is but I'm guessing late '80s.

Track download:

"Repulsion" - Abiku Red

No links found. If anyone knows more about these two bands, drop a line in the comments box.

Saturday, August 20, 2005

Billy Cobham: A Funky Thide of Sings


Atlantic Records LP, 1975

I don't really like this record. Never have. And to be truthful I think I purchased it before 1977 and this blog says its about stuff acquired between 77 and 93 (although if you have noticed it appears its really about stuff made between 85 and 89). But bear with me since it's kinda autobiographical and aren't blogs in the end all about me, me, me?

So... in my misspent youth, I was looking for a drum hero and rock und rollers just didn't impress me too awfully much (until I discovered punk) so I turned to jazz. Cobham, former Miles and McGlaughlin backup drummer, was recommended to me by some hippy drum teacher and I think I bought two of his albums before realizing I had been had by some clueless "fusion" dork. Most of the songs on this record sound like either:

a) A soundtrack for a bad porno movie (and yes, I know there's some good porno soundtracks out there);
b) A theme song for a bad 70's American Cop show (complete with two blue jeaned, dimpled cops doing high fives, jumping into cars and winking at the camera); or
c) The closing credits to a Sega video game (and yes, I know, that Sega video games didn't exist in 197whatever when this came out).
That all said, Cobham may be best known for being among the first to experiment with electronic drums (although not very well IMHO) and innovate with timpani and other non-typical jazz percussion instruments. He also had a very good dynamic range - his soft touch was sweet but he can bang it out when he needs to and not sound too spazzy. If you could define his style, I'd call him a roller - a cat who uses drum rolls in his fills and to produce dramatics. To be fair, the follow-up album to this (Life and Times) was much better.

Luckily, I discovered Gene Krupa (thanks Grandpop), Buddy Rich and Joe Morello. Both Krupa and Rich were punks of sorts. Krupa was the court jester clown laughing at everything while he effortlessly sweats buckets just to prove the existence of God by just beating on some skins. The immensely talented Rich was an angry politically incorrect jerk who used to do karate demonstrations on The Wide World of Sports with a scowl on his face. His bands reportedly hated his guts but he never gave much of a flying fuck - he named one of his albums Stick It just to make sure his critics and enemies got the, er, point. Morello, on the other hand, was the mild-mannered nice guy from the Dave Brubeck Quartet who transcended them all with his light touch and flawless unrepeatable fills and frills. He also knew how to tune the hell out of an acoustic drum set.

But back to Cobham:

"Moody Modes (excerpt)" - This is an excerpt from keyboardist Bulgarian Milcho Leviev's closing piece "Moody Modes," a freeformish composition that stands out from the rest of the fusion dreck on this record. That's Alex Blake on the scorching bass and John Scofield on guitar. This is some of Cobham's best drumming on the record (he does his timpany - highhat duet thing in the beginning of the excerpt) and one of the few cuts in which the sidemen actually seem interested in what they are doing.

Links:
  • Billy's still doing the jazz- fusion thang (yawn) and has a blog (don't we all?) but check out Milcho Leviev's latest playing with Michel Lambert on 482. Of note is his playing on this: "Memoiries".
  • If you think I'm fulla shite and just love the hell outta cheesy 70's jazz-rock fusion, well then this album may be for you. It was re-released recently (go figure) and you can Froogle it or pick it up off of iTunes. Cobham took the cute cover photo.
  • And why you ask do I hate fusion? Well, fusion begat SMOOTH JAZZ, the worst music in the world.

Friday, August 19, 2005

Sonic Youth: Sister



SST LP, 1987

Unlike its more heavy predecessor EVOL (blogged here), Sister is less concept but oddly more filling. Azerrrad or someone called it "upbeat" and while I wouldn't characterize every song as upbeat, it is certainly more upbeat than, say, Death Valley 69 and Confusion is Sex. There's a warm sound that permeates the album - supposedly due to the vacuum tube-based recording equipment but I might also submit that it is due to the band settling into a familial groove with their final drummer (after like two strikeouts and an infamous "tryout" gig). Other people have said that this was their first pop album but I look at it more as an experimental album - they are experimenting with modding their sound/approach to the pop construct and there are plenty of hooks and pretty passages but the songs are constructed unlike any pop songs from that period.

Going through it song by song, side by side:

Side 1

"Schizophrenia" - If I was making a mix tape, I'd put this (and the more recent "Paper Cup Exit") in Songs For Flying Dreams. I'd also stick it on a mixtape for Greatest Opening Tracks Ever. The song is supposedly inspired by Philip K. Dick's lifelong obsession with his twin sister, who died in childbirth. Dick blamed himself for her death and much of his writings particularly in his later more possibly schizophrenic years have oblique references to her. Sonic Youth transpose his story into a New England high school freaker-tweaker milieu - it opens with Thurston describing how he went over to an old friend's house and is approached by his "insane" sister who was "laughing like crazy at the trouble I'm in." The episode draws the narrator into his own schizophrenia and the rest of the song is sung by Kim (their first duet) with a less driving and in a more dream-like state. The overlaid guitar here is massively hypnotic and Shelley rebuilds the beat awesomely. Not one misplaced note here.

"Catholic Block" - Another song that could have just as easily appeared on their last album and it would be hard to tell the difference. One of the Thurston songs that people have mistakenly called religious. I see it more of a tribute to bands like Television, Ramones and early NYC punk. Great opening which sounds like the static that is caused when you plug in a guitar and a mind-blowing ending.

"Beauty Lies In The Eye" - Some have said that this, like "Pacific Coast Highway" was a Kim proto-riot grrl song and it is being sung from the perspective of the male predator or something. I think they get it all wrong. This is a song about the media - one of the influences cited in the "yea verily" liner notes is K. W. Jeter's The Glass Hammer, a cyberpunk story about the insidious influence of television. The repeated "beauty lies" is a double entendre (of course) and the eye is the TV Eye. "Do you want to see the explosions in my eye" and "There's something in the air / that makes you go insane" are also signifiers. Pixels are mini explosions and TV is still being transmitted via the air. ummm... get it?

"Stereo Sanctity" - Another great Steve Shelley beat and another P.K. Dick influenced song set on a post-neutron bomb Lower East Side. "I can't get laid because everyone is dead" has to be the best line from the whole album. The "stereo" imagery also reflects the whole evil twin / brother-sister theme that permeates the first side. And I might add that it seems all the songs on the first side are, to some degree, about madness and insanity. If this was on a mix tape, it would be on Songs To Totally Fucking Wig Out To.

"Pipeline/Killtime" - Ah well, if not for this song, I think this would be on my Best Sides Of All Time. The first part of the song if great, well okay - it may be a little too like some of the other songs on the this side but I think its the first time I've heard Lee really sing and he's quite good. It's the middle spoken word break that I find a bit tedious: "bright glass on a chain being wound around us/the twiddling of idle hands/dripping with guilt/a secret form of punishment/axes through skulls/shadow of futility/endless revolt/the shifting of light and shadows" I dunno (yawn) - it just doesn't wear well and I'm not sure it was that great the first time. But the second part - an instrumental sonata is a great break for fans of their older stuff. No mixtape for this, alas.

Side 2
"Tuff Gnarl" is sort of a generic SY tune. Maybe that was intentional as the lyrics are taken from a series of reviews of hardcore punk records. It fits in the fun theme and in fact the entire second side has its tongue so far implanted in its cheek that it breaks through and bleeds all over the vinyl - just listen to the instrumental break in this song to get that sense. Bleeding is funny!

"Pacific Coast Highway" - Hinman who generally likes this album scoffs at the lyrics here. I don't mind them - they're kinda silly because I see this as sort of the musical equivalent of a crime drama genre novel. James Ellroy and Kem Nunn are thanked in the liner notes, so draw your own conclusions. I think its about a serial killer taking his girlfriend/victim for a ride where he's going to kill her. But its sung in such an over the top manner (for SY) and the lyrics are so stoopid that I think its almost a parody of their previous California road murder songs ("Death Valley 69" and "Xpress Way to Your Skull"). For some reason I didn't like the instrumental break when I first heard it - thought it was boring or something - how could I have been so dumb - it's a shimmering masterstroke.

"Hotwire My Heart" - A great song that never was recorded properly by the original writers (Crime). It's also more evidence that Side 2 is the fun side as Thurston and the band (who sing backup) sound like they are having a blast. I read that they had a very frustrated engineer who had never encountered a band like them. This is the song that I hope when he heard it he came around.

"Cotton Crown" - A lot of people have crashed on the rocks trying to interpret this song. Is the Cotton Crown some sort of heroin slang? Is it a reference to the crown of thorns that Jesus wore. Who cares? I prefer to just enjoy it as Sonic Youth's first and only out and out tribute to The Velvet Underground's Lou/Moe/Nico duets and perhaps even a friendly backhanded response to Beat Happening (Thurston was plugged into the "K" Underground, I suspect). That's why it fits on the fun side. My second favorite song on the record. Yo La Tengo have built whole records around this song.

"White Cross" - Another song that is wildly mis-interpreted. Just because Thurston and Kim were married in a Catholic wedding at Moore's insistence doesn't mean every other Thurston song is about The One True Church. ...this kinda is about religion just not the organized style. I think its about straight-edge hardcore. The cross is the "X" that people used to draw on their knuckles and the conflicts that the wearer has trying to be straight. I remember the Baltimore straight-edgers seemed to spend half their time looking for heretics. The lyrics are the internal dialogue of the adherent: "learning not to lie/we cross it out and stay away." The music is also the most overtly hardcore (yay, Steve Shelley's closest to Crucifucks style drumming here).

So, get this album if you don't already have it. It is essential for everyone's collection. Geffen re-released it with expanded liner notes in 1994. It's available in better budget bins and e-Bay.



Song:
"Hotwire My Heart" - Sonic Youth from Sister - a great Friday song for ya...

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Links:

Further Reading:
Sonic Youth are book lovers. EVOL, as I noted previously, had cool references to Fitzgerald, Joyce and Harry Crews. This album, in keeping with the more fun aspect, references very cool genre fiction. Here's a set of links to websites that provide more background on Sister's "Reading List"

Kem Nunn (Tapping The Source) - Lumm wrote this mystery novel about a man searching for his sister in Huntington Beach but instead falls in with a freak surfing community and lots of strange characters. It's a little like the movie The Trip meets Elmore Leonard. It's out of print but of course it's easily found on the web and of course your trusty library should be able to help. Reportedly Thunder's Mouth Press is going to republish it in early 2006. Here's a review of the book from Hard-boiled Mysteries. Nunn's most recent book is Tijuana Straits - here's a review from Mostlyfiction.com.

James Ellroy (Sgt. Lloyd Hopkins) - Ellroy is one of the best. Even though he doesn't fit the age demographic he is the first mystery writer with a way over-the-top punk attitude. Think what it would be like if Meltzer wrote hardboiled thrillers. His cops are utterly corrupt and his criminals are the lowest of the low. He seems to have the most sympathy with the victims even though he usually tells his story from the cop or criminal perspective. His writing comes from the heart as his mother was a murder victim and he was obsessed with the Black Dahlia murder. I'm sure the band had Ellroy in mind when they wrote "Pacific Coast Highway." Sgt. Lloyd Hopkins was one of his more insane characters and all the Hopkins books were compiled in L.A. Noir which you can still find on shelves or at your local library. This is an active fan site (excuse the cheesy html) with up-to-date news on Ellroy.

Raymond Carver - Carver is the odd duck out in this bunch - a brilliant and immensely accessible American poet who combines the honesty of Bukowski with the imagery and beauty of Frost. He's pretty non-genre (maybe working-class poetry?). The Yoot don't recommend a specific book so I'll push Ultramarine which is my fave. I'm not sure what exactly Carver inspired here but there is a directness and ordinariness in some of the lyrics ("Schizophrenia", "Cotton Crown") that might have been Carver's influence.

K. W. Jeter (The Glass Hammer) - I've never read much Jeter - just Dr. Adder - one of the first cyberpunk novels - he was a friend of PK Dick's and according to Wikipedia an inspiration for a character in Valis, a big inspiration for some of the songs on this record. The Glass Hammer was supposedly about a future in which Television and religion merge. Jeter also wrote several sequels to the novel that inspired Blade Runner.

Finally, the liner notes thank Philip K. Dick (The Owl In Daylight). This is a reference to his third never written book which would have completed the trilogy begun by the brilliant Valis and followed-up by The Divine Invasion. I haven't read Valis in years but it was a very creepy/chilling read because you are never sure just how much of the psychosis of the protaganist (Horselover Fat can be easily translated as Philip Dick) was real to the author. Supposedly Dick did believe in VALIS - which stood for Vast Active Living Intelligence System or somesuch - and smarter people than me have called it autobiographical. For me, it was a great introduction to the suppressed Gnostic Christian Religion which has since fascinated me. There are two great PK Dick sites - the official author site and the Philip K. Dick Fans site. Recently, someone made a PK Dick android and he took part in a Sci-fi Panel session (to hilarious results). Ain't It Cool News has the report and pictures.