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Monday, May 31, 2021

Fuming Mouth, Beyond the Tomb (2020)

 

By SoDak


Fuming Mouth’s Beyond the Tomb is a three-song, twelve-inch EP that demands attention. The title track, which opens the record, oscillates between relentless, hard-driving parts and slower, moody sections. Fuming Mouth does not linger too long on any part. A variety of vocal textures are present, making the song dynamic. I find the back-and-forth aspects of “Beyond the Tomb” to be quite captivating. It remains my favorite song on this record. While Fuming Mouth is generally considered a death metal band, I think their sound is broader than just this. In fact, on the title track, I only hear little elements of death metal, sprinkled throughout the song. Instead, during the fast, intense moments, there are exciting burst of hardcore punk rock. The slower moments have wonderful metal flourishes. The second song, “Master of Extremity,” seems more rooted in death metal, with its slow to mid-paced punishing riff, especially at the start of the song. But as the song progresses, Fuming Mouth incorporate other styles, which open up the music and keep it interesting. When the song slows down and guitar notes are held, there are aspects of High on Fire. At times gruff vocals dominate, then switch to vocals, where the words are plainly audible. The drumming is excellent. With each listen, I find the song more interesting. The closing song, “Road to Odessa,” is more straight forward with its slow, grinding tone, with a touch of propulsion, pushing everything forward. The gem in this song is the additional guitar lead that starts around one minute and forty-eighty seconds into the song. Its brief appearance adds some great texture to the song. Beyond the Tomb is a great follow up to Fuming Mouth’s debut full-length record. I am eager to hear where they go on their next release. 


Wednesday, April 21, 2021

Class Warrior Explores Music Videos from the 1980s

by Class Warrior

Hey, everyone! Long time no see. I'm back, at least for now. I thought I'd try something a little different in order to motivate myself to write about music again. I hope you like it.

I grew up in rural Washington state. Generally, the less said about this area during that time, the better. I lived in a trailer court until midway through the fourth grade (November of 1983, if you want that much detail), then my family moved to the boondocks, where I remained until I graduated from high school. During this time, my family had cable TV for only a brief few months in 1983. The trailer court had entered the modern world. I recall that summer well - my brother and I spent all day out on our bikes, then we'd return home to watch whatever movie was on HBO. Grease 2 was my favorite, for some reason (Michelle Pfeiffer), but I'd watch anything. Missing from this experience, though, was MTV.

Music Television was not part of the cable package in my hometown. I believe that the city council forbade it. (Dancing was okay, though - this wasn't a Footloose situation.) No matter how it happened, I would have missed out on the heyday of the music video. Once we put our double-wide on the former alfalfa field that we called home, all we got were the standard three channels. While many of my age contemporaries might think of music as both a visual and audio experience, I still have difficulty making the adjustment to "watching" music.

With this in mind, I thought I'd take a look at videos from a random smattering of eighties songs I love. Please feel free to watch along with me. Share your thoughts in the comments, including other videos you think I should watch and/or write about.

The Go-Go's - "Our Lips Are Sealed"

I love this video. The sun-drenched footage of the band cruising around Los Angeles in a big old convertible interspersed with a studio performance - it's irresistible. The band is so young and fun and beautiful! It makes me want to go back in time and see them live at this stage. Please note that, in the video, Jane and Belinda stay in the car while the rest of the band go into "Trashy Lingerie." I just noticed this detail! It makes me wonder what else I've missed! You can also see Jane's and, later, Belinda's underwear when they're playing in the fountain toward the end.

I'm not saying this because of the underwear, but now I'm beginning to understand why people enjoy music videos so much. This video, at least, enhances the listening experience. It makes the viewer want to be a part of what the Go-Go's are doing on that impossibly sunny afternoon in L.A. It's a wonderful video, and an outstanding accompaniment to the song that bats lead-off on one of the best pop/rock albums of all time.





The Outfield - "Your Love" and "All the Love in the World"


Both of these songs come from the Play Deep album, which is an underrated masterpiece of power pop/rock. Aside from a couple of ballads, every song on Play Deep hits the mark. "Your Love," of course, is the big hit. Everyone knows it and has formed an opinion. I love it, but that goes without saying, since I'm including it here. It reminds me of watching my uncles play in the city slow-pitch softball league thirty-five years ago. Once, after a game, I had to take a leak. As I stepped into the ballfield bathrooms, I witnessed two of my uncles in the middle of what I assume was a cocaine deal. (I think I know who was buying and who was selling, but I doubt it matters to you, dear reader.) I turned and left quickly and mentioned it to no one for years and years. I kept their secret. I guess I was a cool preteen, as hard as that is for me to believe. Anyway - this video is kind of dull, but (other than the awesome music) is saved by the totally sick mullets on all three band members. Look at that shit! They're almost a caricature of the mid-eighties "business in front, party in the back" fashion! It's sort of like that picture you've probably seen of the Japanese rockabilly dudes with their foot-high pompadours. The Outfield had the look. I wonder if they also scored some coke from my uncle? Bonus: take a look at the Ronnie Milsap wannabe at 1:57! Seriously, though - this band is a trio. Where did they get Budget Ronnie and the extra guitarist? Budget Ronnie's mullet isn't big enough to be in this band!

"All the Love in the World" is a fantastic song - often overlooked because of "Your Love," kind of how Alpha Centauri A is a little bit brighter and larger than Alpha Centauri B. (It was past time for an astronomy analogy.) The video is better than the above one, mostly because the mullets are that much larger here (presumably because they filmed it a couple of months later). And look - Budget Ronnie shows up again! Strike three, studio musician - you're outta there! We want to see more of the drummer's absolutely amazing mullet! 1985 here, folks. Nothing more to see. Move along. The only change I would make to the video would be to make sure the woman making eyes at the band had a mullet as well. But damn, I love this song.

One last thought - why is an English band called The Outfield? They don't really pay attention to baseball or softball in England. It would be like a United States band being named Batters and Bowlers or the 4-3-3s or The Holding Midfielders. I guess I don't mind - it's just a curious choice.





INXS - "Listen Like Thieves"

A perfect video for a perfect song. The band nails it here. They capture a post-apocalyptic vibe quite well. I don't know if I've ever written on this blog how much I loved INXS as an early teen (before I discovered punk rock). Their lyrics were nothing special, but I sure loved their songs. There has never been a sexier human being than Michael Hutchence. I'm only saying what was plainly obvious to everyone. It's a true shame what happened to him just over a decade after the band made this video. I still need to watch the documentary about him - I should make a mental note to do that, but I'm afraid the documentary will just make me sad. Well, let's just watch this video and remember Michael and the band at the height of their powers.



(edited to add: damn it! "This video is unavailable in your country." Fuck! I've instead included a live performance that I found. Maybe you can find the official video on your own?)

The above is only their second-best song. It is topped by...

INXS - "Don't Change"

This might just be the best song of the 1980s. Ask me this question on thirty different days and I'll give you thirty different answers, though. It's a nice, simple video of the band playing in a warehouse. Both Tim and Kirk have teased up their hair for the performance! Andrew decided that it would be a good idea to mount his keyboard on the wall so that he can play it one-handed while dancing. But when things really heat up, he has to turn away to play it two-handed. Jon the drummer (he, Tim, and Andrew are brothers) is the fun-loving guy that everyone adores. Garry Gary Beers looks the coolest with his leather jacket, big boots, and timeless hair. He would look the coolest, that is, if Michael fucking Hutchence weren't the front man for the band. When I was young I wanted to be him so badly. He is the epitome of urban coolness that I (or, honestly, anyone else) could never attain.

My friend Turdy and I have had a plan for a few years to write something for the blog about our love of INXS. Perhaps one of these days we'll get it done. One last thing about Turdy - when I lived in Minnesota, her house was (by car) exactly one Ramones - s/t away from mine. Our friendship was meant to be!



Bruce Springsteen - "I'm on Fire"


I cannot tell you how much I love this song. I did not know a video existed for it until this very moment! Bruce is a surprisingly good actor in this one. The video captures pretty well the turmoil that inexpressible longing and desire can create. Her left hand (with the huge diamond ring) lingering on the fin of the car. Bruce's gaze unable to break away from her legs, except for fleeting attempts to look at her (unseen to us) face. Unable to resist, he drives the car out to her mansion, working up his courage during the trip. At the last moment, Bruce decides to leave matters alone and drops the key in the mailbox. A wise move, even if his heart tells him otherwise. Short and sweet, while conveying more emotion than many feature-length films. Thumbs up!


How about some more Bruce?

Bruce Springsteen - "Dancing in the Dark"

I've had the idea of writing about perfect songs for quite a while now. Specifically, I'm interested in exploring how many perfect songs in a row are on an album. Bad Religion's Suffer, for instance, starts with five perfect songs. "Land of Competition," the sixth song, is a bit of a misstep both lyrically and musically compared to the previous five. The largest number I've found so far is on CCR's Chronicle, Vol. 1. Every song from "Proud Mary" to "Long As I Can See the Light" is stunningly perfect. The train of awesome pauses with their rendition of "I Heard (Hoid) It through the Grapevine," then picks up again with "Have You Ever Seen the Rain" and "Hey Tonight." That's thirteen songs in a row that are a sheer gift to humanity. I'm not sure if a greatest hits collection counts, though. But I ask myself questions like: what are the best two songs in a row on a record? (The answer is "Bad Moon Rising" and "Lodi" on CCR's Green River.) What are the best three songs in a row? The answer may very well be "I'm Goin' Down," "Glory Days," and this song from Born in the USA. Spectacular. In this video, Bruce makes the smart decision to set it to an outstanding live show. Bruce and the band are at their energetic best. You can tell that he's having the time of his life on that stage. It's fun to see Clarence Clemons dancing along (though not in the dark) while waiting for his awesome sax solo. Was that a young Courtney Cox in the crowd and dancing with Bruce on stage?



Scorpions - "Rock You Like a Hurricane"

As with "Listen Like Thieves," this is a perfect video for a perfect song. Such wild energy in the visuals - Klaus emerging from the sci-fi tube, the caged band playing as if their lives were at stake (which they were - did you see that crowd?). The moment at 3:30 with the guitarists rockin' together is all too brief for my taste. It's inevitable that the cage breaks, the woman with the frizzed/teased hair gets in to have her way (presumably) with Klaus and the gang, and our heroes retreat (along with the aforementioned woman) back to the neon stasis tubes. This song fucking rules. I never get tired of listening to it. Klaus Meine is, perhaps, the least likely sex symbol that the 1980s produced. (Yes, I know Scorpions have been around since the 1960s.) I am terribly jealous of my brother - he saw them live a few years ago and declared it a wonderful experience. Hopefully I'll get a chance at some point to see them.

 

(Edit: damn it again! Here's a direct link to the video.)

Living Colour - "Cult of Personality"

Living Colour's Vivid is the most underrated album from the 1980s. Corey Glover is the most energetic front man I have ever seen. Vernon Reid is the most versatile guitar god you're likely to ever encounter. And the songs! Vivid is crammed full of amazingly tight compositions that demonstrate a mastery of several different types of music - metal, power pop ("I Want to Know" is as good as anything The Knack did), punk (check out the intro to "Desperate People"), rap, funk, calypso...a wonderful album. They were no slouches in the lyrics department, either. Just listen to "Open Letter to a Landlord" or "Which Way to America" to get a taste of how sharp they are. The video here is crammed full of interesting treats. My favorite part is watching Vernon play his big solo - he uses so much whammy bar action that he probably has to re-tune between songs! Then Corey's hair band comes off as he headbangs us all to hell, but is magically back on as he sings the final verse. Then it's off again! What a great song.



Bonus content - the band playing the song live on the Arsenio Hall show. It's so fun to see Corey strutting around the audience like a pro wrestler (complete with spandex shorts!), then heading back on stage to do a short synchronized dance with Muzz. Hope you enjoy it. Maybe you'll spot the old dude in the crowd suffering through the performance, which might be the best part of the whole video.



Steve Perry - "Oh Sherrie"

I've always appreciated that "Perry" and "Sherrie" rhyme. The pop music DJs of the mid-eighties probably enjoyed it as well. It rolls off the tongue. Try it. But back to the video, which is completely ridiculous. It's not hard to believe, given their ubiquity, that video producers were making music video parodies as early as this. Steve halts the medieval proceedings, walks off the set, mopes a bit, spies his true love, then walks down and takes her in his arms while telling us all that their love holds on, holds on. This video's statement is important - it's saying we should get back to the basics that everyone enjoys. All we want to see is Steve Perry in tight jeans (one can see the outline of his package) and righteous sideburns spending time with a good-looking lady. It doesn't matter that the aforementioned lady is wearing red tights with a white summer dress, I guess. Might as well throw on some leg warmers while you're at it. I don't want to nitpick - this song is the best. If you hate it, you and I have nothing in common.



Belinda Carlisle - "Mad about You"

Okay, I have a thing for eighties Belinda Carlisle. This is probably my favorite song from her post-Go-Go's career. I'm just a big lover of her voice - not much range, but she does everything she can with it. Not everyone can be Madonna! The video is a pretty good representation of two people in love. We've all seen and heard it before, but this iteration has Belinda as the star! Plus - and I hate to sound shallow, but I guess sometimes I am - this video shows Belinda at her most stunning. Wow. As one of the video commenters notes, she looks like a movie star from the 1940s or 50s.


(Edit: this is getting fucking old. Here is the direct link to the video.)


Lita Ford - "Kiss Me Deadly"

If I had had access to MTV as a teen, I'm not sure who I would have had a harder crush on - Belinda or Lita. No one (with the possible exception of Tickle Your Taint's own Kloghole) ever looked better in spandex. Or leather pants. Or ripped jeans. (The same applies to Kloghole.) The video is hot. I wish I were that guitar. The song is quite enjoyable as well. I've always liked the bridge of this song - the little guitar part after Lita declares "But I know what I like" never fails to thrill me. And the chorus is full of energy. The guitar progression when she sings "Come on pretty baby, kiss me deadly" is first rate. Bonus: keytar sighting at 2:36! There is more that I could say, but I'd rather watch the video again than type more!



Quiet Riot - "Cum on Feel the Noize"

Okay, bear with me here. "Metal Health" was my first encounter with heavy music. It came out when I was in 4th grade. A friend of mine brought his boombox to school one day along with his cassette copy of that album. I recall following him around during lunch while being blown away by these songs. I had never heard such a loud guitar! Plus, it was scandalous to hear a song called "Love's a Bitch." 

Everyone knows this song is a Slade cover. This version is light years better than the original song. Strangely, the band hated doing it. On their next album "Condition Critical," they led it off with another Slade song ("Mama Weer All Crazee Now.") It didn't take a genius to figure out that the first cover moved a lot of product, so it might make $ense to try it again. As fate would have it, the Quiet Riot version couldn't touch the original. (I don't know if this is controversial, but Slade's version of "Mama" is an unimpeachable classic - one of the best songs of the early seventies.)

The video itself is kind of boring, at least for the first half. The extended scene of the guy in his bedroom "feeling the noize" is unfocused and lasts too long. They should have cut to the band rockin' out a lot earlier. This scene is fine. I always thought Kevin DuBrow was one of the strangest looking people ever. Bug eyes and a hatchet face. I wish I could wear his tiger-striped spandex pants! I could have fit in them when I was nineteen. Rudy Sarzo's and Carlos Cavazo's hairstyles are on point. Rudy's feathered hair farm is glorious, while Carlos's...hairdo would later be perfected by suburban moms throughout the U.S.

The funniest thing about this song - one of the wits commenting on this video said "I feel sorry for anyone named 'feel the noise.'"



I could keep going with this, but we'll end with...

The Housemartins - "Caravan of Love"

I was not aware of this band and song in the 80s (small town, no college radio, etc.), but I fell in love with them after hearing their London 0 Hull 4 album a couple of years ago. If someone set out to design an album specifically tailored to me, they could hardly have done much better. It's like three albums in one, all with Marxist-inspired lyrics about supporting each other through hard times. There's the punk/pop stuff, the northern soul-tinged covers of classic tunes, and the a capella versions of some favorites. The latter songs remind me of my college roommate Jason, who was a big a capella fan. He was even part of an a capella group in college. Unfortunately, he died in a car accident twenty years ago - some piece of shit wasn't paying attention and hit him as he was going to pick up his daughter. Love you and miss you, my friend. This song (which was a single they released between their two albums) is for Jason. He would have enjoyed it.






























Saturday, March 6, 2021

Year of October, Wastelands (2020)


Review by Beert


I don’t quite remember how I stumbled on to Year of October, but I’m certainly glad I did. This powerful three-piece hails from Nashville, Tennessee. They are self-described as “fuzzed rock soul,” which is pretty much dead-on.

Their album, Wastelands, is their third release. It came out in October 2020, in the midst of a pandemic. Even though touring has been (and currently still is) out of the question, it’s a thrill to get the chance to listen to this album and soak in the anticipation of seeing Year of October live in the future. Let’s dig in.


Track list:

Side A

Black Widow

Greevil

Venom

My Soul

Wastelands Pt. 1

Wastelands Pt. 2


Side B

Out to Dry

Cut Me Open

Fade Away

Buried REDUX


Wastelands starts out with a super fuzzed guitar reminiscent of heavy 1970s/early 80s influence. For some reason, T. Rex, but beefier, comes to mind. There is a solid rhythm pounded through the opening driving song. The vocal delivery involves some heavy bellows, which helps to forge the iron-feel of this album. It’s gritty, it’s dirty, it’s got some serious funk (not disco-funk, FUNK-funk), and it moves through the marrow.


As we move through the album, “Greevil” (https://yearofoctober.bandcamp.com/track/greevil) is like being crushed by a fuzzy boulder. Solid, slower, and beefy with reverb interludes. The drums pound slow and steady, adding a vital base layer, with a great rhythm that adds to the song in simplicity. I have heard the vocals compared to Amy Winehouse, but “Greevil” makes me think more of Eartha Kitt singing in a heavy rock phase. And that’s a wonderful thing!


The album slows down for “Venom” and “My Soul.” This gives the band a chance to showcase their ability to lie in a groove and just let the song naturally come out in every aspect. This is impressive on several levels. It allows the listener to just sit back and take it in. Both songs would fit on a great soundtrack as you race along a desert highway in the middle of the night.


“Pt. 1” sets the story as to why you are on this trek. “Pt. 2” gives you the adrenaline to drive all night in this scenario. This closing two-part song on side A would make a perfect one-sided ten-inch record. But ending a side of a full-length album is almost too killer. It makes you breath deep, as your pupils dilate. It’s like a mind trip without any chemical effects that are just created in your brain and in your soul. These two songs create a feeling of power, but not of anger.


Flipping the album over, we get into “Out to Dry.” Heavy, plodding (without being a trudge), and definitely a powerhouse of a song. I have to say, I really love the chorus:


Oh me, oh me, oh me

You’re gonna leave me out to dry

Steal my kisses and steal my heart

You’re gonna leave me to die


It is beautiful in its emotional brutality.


“Cut Me Open” is the most mellow song on this album. It’s controlled by the vocals, as a sweeping guitar paints a background landscape. And, yet again, the drums are the bedrock behind Year of October. Just a slower-paced, more clean, beautiful song.


“Fade Away” brings to mind All Them Witches, especially the songs from their latest album Nothing as the Ideal (my choice for 2020 album of the year). It’s just flowing and meandering. Year of October is continually painting musical landscapes and I love it. Lyrically, “Fade Away” is not a bright and beautiful song, as I read into them a sense of depression and feeling lost as time and life slips by until you notice a huge chunk of time has passed. 

Days become one

They pass and you don’t know

Time no longer means much

When you’re stuck in this hole


And you fade away


“Buried REDUX” involves the back-and-forth of a ringing guitar and fuzz-force. A great way to end a powerful album. 


When I first heard Year of October, I thought they would make a great band to do a theme song to a James Bond film, if James Bond films were way more intense. Let me put it this way. Year of October is the soundtrack to a James Bond that meets the Road Warrior film, taking place in the desert. It can only be defined as sonic. Wastelands delivers vast musical vistas while conjuring visions of heat waves rising from the desert. It is just plain fantastic.


Year of October have been continually writing and putting out live videos in their practice space throughout the pandemic. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tNpNUK96xZU


In all of my brief communications with them, they are super kind and just rad all around. Hell, my pre-order of Wastelands showed up broken in half. I was disappointed in the postal service (as a postal employee myself…and I do understand that sometimes things just happen in the post office). I just reached out to the band to let them know my excitement to get the album will have to sustain as I was going to order a replacement. They wouldn’t let me, and sent me another copy at their own expense, which certainly wasn’t expected from me, nor required by them.


Take the time to dive into their 3 albums. You won’t be disappointed.

www.yearofoctoberbandcamp.com



Sunday, February 14, 2021

SoDak’s 2020 Music Obsessions

By SoDak

As the pandemic spread, I curtailed buying records, at least for a little bit. I spent a lot of time listening to Willie Nelson, New Model Army, and Nomeansno. I found much comfort in these favorites. I greatly missed sharing time with friends at concerts, or anywhere for that matter. As the year progressed, and one zoom meeting followed another, music definitely served as a respite. As isolation continued, I returned to my musical addiction and continued to feed it. Below, I provide a list, in no particular order, of the music that I enjoyed the most during 2020. 

Records:

Psychedelic Furs, Made of Rain (2020).

I was so fucking excited to get a new Psychedelic Furs record. Have been waiting for a long time. Yet, I was a bit worried I would be disappointed. As Null noted in his review on this site, the band managed to pick up where they left off, moving forward in a very satisfying way. The sound is very expansive and full. There is a weightiness and somber feeling to the whole record, as the critical edge is ever present. I really like how mellow much of the record is, as it creates a space of reflection. Love it.  


Brian Fallon, Local Honey (2020).

My wife and I listened to this record a lot throughout 2020. I think it is the best solo record that Brian Fallon, from Gaslight Anthem, has done. In fact, I think it is a masterpiece. Very cohesive. Perfect songs, moving lyrics, beautiful music, and great vocals. Great to listen to as the dark descends and there is time for reminiscing. 


Elder, Omens (2020).

Following Reflections of a Floating World (2017) is not an easy task. On Omens, Elder further incorporates keyboards and synths into their spiraling progressive hard rock sound. The guitar remains hypnotic, with some very heavy moments. Each song is a long journey, in which I just let go and move with the flow. I love Nick Disalvo’s vocals. Lyrically, this record is focused on society in ruins. 


Joan Shelley, Like the River Loves the Sea (2019).

Fortunately, Five-Inch Taint reminded me that I needed to pick up Joan Shelley’s record from 2019. This is a very mellow, beautiful, folk record. I first became of aware of Joan via Bonnie ‘Prince’ Billy, as they often sing together. I immediately fell in love with this record. Makes me think of great records by Kate Wolf and Mary McCaslin. 


Terry Allen and the Panhandle Mystery Band, Just Like Moby Dick (2020).

This record was like a gift. Always appreciate a new record by singer-songwriter Terry Allen. If you like Guy Clark, Jimmie Dale Gilmore, Joe Ely, Sam Baker, and Butch Hancock, this is a record for you. 


Charley Crockett, Welcome to Hard Times (2020) and The Valley (2019).

Charley is on a roll. Each record captures my attention. He finds the sweet spot in country music with some blues elements. His voice is warm. He has a distinct delivery. There is a lot of struggle captured on Welcome to Hard Times.


Pallbearer, Forgotten Days (2020).

Like the Elder release, I was eager to get the new Pallbearer. I loved what they accomplished with the previous record, Heartless. The new record integrates the heavy doom elements from their first records, while retaining the clean vocals of the most recent release. This record is chilling. The guitars hold weight, creating an emotion that connects to the vocals in a powerful way.  


Myrkur, Folkesange (2020).

I would have missed this record if it was not for Five-Inch Taint, as he insisted that I would like this one. This is a full-on Scandinavian folk record, rather than the black metal that the band is known for. Strong vocal performance. Delightful.


Testament, Titans of Creation (2020).

Crushing guitar riffs. Testament is among the classic thrash bands, making their best music so far. The big four thrash bands need to learn from Testament, Death Angel, and Overkill how to make excellent contemporary records.  


Dool, Summerland (2020).

Was really taken by this band from the Netherlands. With a mix of dark rock and gothic stylings, this record permeated my life. There are many moments, especially on some of the choruses, where I hear a Rush influence. Fascinating. 


Be Well, The Weight and the Cost (2020).

Damn, this is a great hardcore record. In fact, it is the best hardcore record I have heard in this particular style in many years. Be Well includes members from Battery, Bane, Darkest Hour, and Only Crime. There is an emotional depth in the lyrics and singing. I really like how Brian McTernan’s voice breaks from time to time, adding a vulnerability to these songs. “Magic” and “Confessional” stand out to me. Thanks to Wayne for the recommendation.


Kvelertak, Splid (2020).

Kvelertak knows how to fuckin’ rock. They carry forward with a new singer who is awesome. The harmonies on choruses are powerful. They get the most out of the guitars, as there are distinct parts, layers, and tensions that add to their captivating sound. I was pleased when Null finally listened to the new record, as he gets so happy. Enthusiastically, he called me to tell me he has been listening to them on headphones and his belly is covered with cum from excitement. 


Terveet Kädet, TK Pop 1980-1989 (2019).

Blistering Finnish hardcore punk. Was thrilled to get a hold of this collection. I get goosebumps each time I put it on, as it takes me back to the mid-1980s, when I would listen to Terveet Kädet records with friends, especially Matt. 


Black Market Brass, Undying Thirst (2020).

This is a wicked record, fusing funk, Afrobeat, a killer horn section, and heavy guitars. I would love to see this band perform. 


Bixoga 70, Quebra-Cabeca (2018).

This Brazilian band blends Afrobeat, cumbia, and funk, creating some trippy songs. Brilliant. 


American Aquarium, Lamentations (2020).

Used to see this Raleigh, North Carolina, band perform on a regular basis, when I lived there. They continue to evolve, as BJ Barham follows his muse. This record, produced by Shooter Jennings, is rather somber. “Me + Mine (Lamentations)” starts off the record speaking about the false promises of corrupt politicians and the robbery of working people. There is a comfort in the matter of fact singing of Barham, as he notes the death of the American dream (myth). 


Jill Andrews, Thirties (2020).

Loved her work in Everybodyfields, as well as her first EP. Have not been as excited about the records that followed, as it seemed that what was very distinctive about her voice was being buried in overproduced songs. Her new record has a better balance, where her voice is more powerful. Many tender songs focus on growing older, which evoke memories and pull at heartstrings. 


Necrot, Mortal (2020).

Seeing Necrot play live made me a fan, as they tore it up. As a result, I have been able to appreciate their songs much more, especially the relentless drive that propels their songs. “Sinster Will” is my favorite on the new record, as it has a touch of what I love about Mammoth Grinder.  


X, Alphabetland (2020).

The return of X, as far as a new record, is wonderful and long overdue. While the new record does not have the same explosiveness of their first records, it does capture the range of their styles on later records. Makes me want to dance around the room, given that we are not able to enjoy shows right now. 


Cal Smith, The Best of (2009).

Great collection by country singer Cal Smith. Love the tone of his voice and how it resonates. 


Nadia Reid, Out of My Province (2020).

This New Zealand singer-songwriter peaked my interest this year with this gentle record. The mix of instruments sound great, as the pedal steel, keys, and guitars move in and out of the songs, while her vocals are clear. 


Ian Noe, Between the Country (2019).

This is a pleasant debut by Ian Noe, who is a singer-songwriter. Existing in the space between folk and country, he shares stories in his mostly mellow songs. 


Unicorn, Too Many Crooks (1976).

Thanks to Null for introducing me to Unicorn. I picked up the boxset of this country-rock band from the 1970s. This was one of my favorite records by them. Warm sound, as is to be expected.


Altin Gun, Gece (2019).

Altin Gun makes me really happy. They play Turkish psychedelic-fusion rock. The guitar is ripping, creating a driving force. Acoustic touches are ever present. Excellent music. 


Spell, Opulent History (2020).

I really loved the previous record by retro-heavy metal band Spell. The new record is even more melodic, as they further develop their trippy, atmospheric sound. 


Bloodiest, Bloodiest (2016).

Jimmy “Explosive Diarrhea” B encouraged me to check out Bloodiest, which includes members who played in Russian Circles and Yakuza. Great drum and bass sound anchor many of the songs. Heavy, slower paced songs create an edge, which feels dangerous on this record. 


Caspian, On Circles (2020).

Excellent, mostly instrumental record by Caspian. They have exceptional abilities at creating tension and beauty, as the songs build.


Lori McKenna, The Balladeer (2020).

With her eleventh record, Lori McKenna voice sounds very warm and strong. Wonderful country-folk record. 


Zephaniah OHora, This Highway (2017) and Listening to the Music (2020)

These records offer strong country, honky-tonk music. There is a heavy Merle Haggard vibe, which is deeply satisfying to me. 


Kyle Nix, Lightning on the Mountain and Other Short Stories (2020)

Kyle Nix plays country music with nice kick. The title track is catchy and has a great fiddle. Very pleasant record. 


Ram, The Thorne Within (2019)

Swedish metal band throws down with their record from 2019. Good driving riffs. 


All Them Witches, Nothing as the Ideal (2020).

Heavy, trippy, and superb. All Them Witches manage to continue to create super catchy, innovative songs. Love this record. 


Blackwater Holylight, Veils of Winter (2019). 

Was a year late picking up this one by Blackwater Holylight. Brilliant record. There is a good reason why so many folks were raving about this psych-doom record. 


Gillian Welch, Boots No. 2: Lost Songs (2020)

This boxset is excellent. Three CDs packed with recordings by Gillian Welch and David Rawlings. Top-notch folk songs, beautifully sung. 


Moving Targets, Humbucker (2020).

Have been excited about Moving Targets regrouping and recording. Another great release by this punk band, when punk had a much broader sound. There are moments on this record when I hear Buffalo Tom elements. Catchy, melodic songs. 


Ways Away, Ways Away (2020).

Ways Away features members from Samiam, Knapsack, Racquet Club, and Stick to Your Guns. As to be expected, they play emotional, melodic punk in the vein of these bands. I love it. 


Howling Giant, The Space between Worlds (2019).

Beert turned me…to this band. Very good psych-doom record. 


Wytch Hazel, III: Pentecost (2020).

I really liked the previous Wytch Hazel record. Their newest record is a very strong offering. They draw from Wishbone Ash and Rainbow. I did not know that they are a Christian band, until this record. This is reflected in their lyrics. I basically try to ignore the lyrics, as they are silly, in the same way that songs about Satan are ridiculous, even if more amusing. 


Autonomads, One Day This Will All Be Gone (2014).

Finally picked up records by the Autonomads. This anarcho, punk, ska band has duo vocals. There are many similarities to Citizen Fish. They make me dance around, while singing along to songs, inspiring revolution. Let’s get to it. 


Napalm Death, Throes of Joy in the Jaws of Defeatism (2020) and Smear Campaign (2006).

Rumbling grind that gives me goosebumps. This past year, I filled in the missing Napalm Death records in my collection. I am particularly a fan of the latter half of their discography. The new record is perfection, as they continue to integrate an array of influences, while producing high-quality grind. At this point in life, I need as many new Napalm Death records as possible. 


Turnstile, Time and Space (2018).

Missed this one when it was released. Remember seeing it on year-end lists. Glad that I picked it up. This hardcore band makes me want to start a floor mosh, as dozens of friends roll all over the ground and each other. Check out “Come Back for More.”


Grupo Pilon, Leite Quente Funaná de Cabo Verde (2019).

Six powerful songs by a group of Cape Verdian teenagers in Luxembourg. The songs are filled with great bass lines, nice guitar parts, and catchy vocals. Get up and dance. 


Aktor, Paranoia (2015) and Placebo (2020).

Aktor are a Five-Inch Taint recommendation. They play super-catchy, melodic, hooky-laden metal. Fun stuff from the brilliant Professor Black. 


Joshua Ray Walker, Wish You Were Here (2018) and Glad You Made It (2020).

Beautiful, mellow country voice. When I heard his songs “Canyon” and “Voices” I knew I was going to be a fan of his. Both of these are tender ballads. Other songs are solid toe-tapping numbers. Check him out. 


Joe Bouchard, Strange Legends (2020). 

While not an outstanding record, I enjoyed this release by former Blue Oyster Cult member Joe Bouchard. He plays most of the instruments. It was a pleasure to hear his voice again, and to remember the role it played on classic BOC records. Many of these songs would make good BOC songs if they were further developed in the context of the band.


Arlo McKinley, Die Midwestern (2020).

Very good country-folk record. Gritty songs from the rustbelt. Rich voice. 


Alice Bag, Sister Dynamite (2020).

Straight ahead, controlled, catchy punk rock. Alice throws down pleasing songs of defiance and protest. 


Maggot Heart, Mercy Machine (2020).

This German band offers discordant, energetic songs, with touches of Voivod and punk rock.  


Hyborian, Volume II (2020). 

Riff-laden, driving metal. Great energy. My neck is sore from headbanging. 


Bask, III (2019). 

Bask really caught my attention this year. They blend progressive metal with Americana music. Great guitar work. Beautiful melodies. Very moving record. 


Wire, 10:20 (2020).

Wire dropped this pleasant eight-song record in 2020. The dreamy guitar over catchy rhythms pulled me in right away. I liked this record more than the previous release. Pretty mellow songs, reflective of latter Wire records. 


Idle Hands, Don’t Waste Your Time (2018) and Mana (2019)

Looks like Idle Hands has changed their name. Regardless, this Portland band put out some good records the last couple of years. Occupying a space between gothic, punk, and metal, they create a beautiful mood, with big choruses and reverb on the vocals. 


Black Pumas, Black Pumas (2019). 

Very good modern psychedelic soul music. Great songs. 


Khan, Vale (2018).

Enjoyed spending time with this record by this psychedelic stoner rock band from Australia. 


The Gun Club, The Las Vegas Story (1984). 

This hypnotic, pulsating record by the Gun Club filled many late nights. Jeffrey Lee Pierce’s vocals have grown on me over the years, and I am enjoying digging deeper into his catalog. His bluesy voice has a country twang, which I like. 


Willy Vlautin, Northline (2017)

I loved Richmond Fontaine, and I greatly enjoy Willy Vlautin’s novels. His lyrics and stories always focus on the everyday lives of working people. This album is all instrumentals, filled with sweeping country sounds. They serve as a great complement to his novels, capturing the moods and losses that are present. Tender songs for the lost. 


Khruangbin and Leon Bridges, Texas Sun (2020). 

Psychedelic soul band Kruangbin join with Leon Bridges to create a beautiful, smooth EP. 


Songhoy Blues, Resistance (2017). 

Was thrilled to get records by this Mali band. While they are similar to other Tuareg bands, they throw in moments when they rock the fuck out, with driving drums and distorted guitars, such as on “Voter.”


Power Trip, Opening Fire: 2008-2014 (2018). 

So many great musicians died in 2020. Riley Gale, the singer of Power Trip, was among them. Was a great joy to see them play several times through the years. I finally picked up this collection of songs from seven inches, compilation tracks, and B-sides. Great contemporary thrash, ripping songs. 


Ashbringer, Absolution (2019).

This black metal record really grabbed me. I randomly ordered it, rounding out an order with Prosthetic Records. It is beautiful and moving, creating an incredible atmosphere. The drums and guitars are expansive. Really love what this band is doing. 


Svalbard, When I Die Will I Get Better? (2020).

Not sure why I picked up this record, but I am glad that I did. This hardcore punk band, incorporates atmospheric black metal and post-rock elements, creating a dynamic sound. Additionally, the shared vocals add some great layers and textures to the songs. They also have good political lyrics, so this is a plus. 


Interrobang, Interrobang (2017).

This band includes two members from Chumbawamba. Love that these old punk rockers are rocking out again, playing angular songs, filled with anger and reflections on time passing. 


The Budos Band, Long in the Tooth (2020).

Instrumental soul band, the Budos Band, offer up some heavy meditative songs. They have not failed yet. 


Here Lies Man, You Will Know Nothing (2018).

Had been missing this record by Here Lies Man. This is addictive once it grabs me. Funky, dirty, Afrobeat, with intense guitar work. Good, good shit. 


Nothing, The Great Dismal (2020). 

Had some catching up to do with Nothing. Five-Inch Taint long ago told me to check them out. The loud, pulsing, dreamy dimensions of this band pull at me. Within the songs, I am reminded of various new wave music from the 1980s that I liked. These songs are then processed through big amps into a desolate world.  


A Culture of Killing, The Feast of Vultures, The Cry of a Dove (2020).

This is the second record by this Italian band. Their records are very low-fi, sounding like demos in many ways. In this, the band sounds like early Cure mixed with The Mob. Their artistic and lyrical presentation has similarities to Crass. Interesting band. 


Way Out, Arc of Descent (2018).

This is a great release on Atomic Action! Records. I love the driving, pulsating bass lines. The vocals sound similar to The Chameleons, just in a more punk rock way. Looking forward to more music by this band from Rhode Island. Love them. 


War on Women, Wonderful Hell (2020).

Excellent, politically charged punk rock. This is my favorite record by them so far, as the vocals and instruments sound awesome. Check out “White Lies.”


The Pretty Flowers, Why Trains Crash (2018). 

Great melodic, new wave-punk. If Null had this on cassette in the summer of 2020, or 1986, he would be a fan of The Pretty Flowers. Catchy songs. Would like to see them play with Denver’s Black Dots. 


Lawrence Arms, Skeleton Coast (2020).

For some reason, I am a sucker for many Lawrence Arms records. There is something in the catchy punk rock and vocals that grabs my attention and makes me emotional. This is a very strong offering from them. No real surprises in their punk rock, but it is very satisfying. 


Hum, Inlet (2020).

This is a stunning record from beginning to end. The sound is incredible. The shoegaze element really works here, as it is not boring, and is much more dynamic. Powerful record.  


Tomberlin, At Weddings (2018).

Null shared this artist with me, as part of his pandemic summer listening. The vocals are fragile, vulnerable, and beautiful. Darkness pervades these sparse folk songs. Great record. 


Sturgill Simpson, Cuttin’ Grass (2020).

An award should be given to Sturgill for the cheesy, yet funny, album cover of him on a riding lawnmower for a record focused on cutting bluegrass versions of his songs. I really like Sturgill’s rich voice within the context of stripped down acoustic songs, whether done bluegrass or country, rather than the fuzzed out guitar rock on the previous record. 


Gurf Morlix, Eatin’ at Me (2015).

This is my favorite of Gurf’s records that I have. Here the songs are stripped down in a more sparse presentation, really highlighting his excellence as a singer-songwriter. Reminded me of what I love about Sam Baker’s albums.  


Emily Smith, Echoes (2014).

Good record by this Scottish folk singer. Here there is a blending of Scottish music with touches of mellow bluegrass, thanks to Jerry Douglass playing dobro and lap steel on the record. Emily’s vocals are very strong. 


Tennessee Jet, The Country (2020).

Very good folk-country, for the most part, record. On “The Raven and the Dove,” I hear a Kris Kristofferson influence, which works well on this song. 


Elephant Tree, Habits (2020).

Heavy, melodic hypnotic metal band from the United Kingdom. They sit alongside Pallbearer, on the Heartless record, creating beautiful, big songs. Check out “Sails” and “Faceless.”


The Prids, Do I Look Like I’m in Love (2018).

Fell in love with The Prids at a show in Oregon. The male and female vocals are haunting. Wonderful bass parts are mixed with dreamy guitar lines. Whether they are playing mellow or fast songs, I am hooked. 


Greet Death, New Hell (2019).

Somewhere in the shoegaze, slowcore realm, Greet Death make songs to comfort one during a pandemic, as thoughts of death circulate in my mind. Time and place matter, I suppose. 


Lifewentpear, About About (2019).

The Leatherface influence is all over this record. This alone sold me. Solid punk rock record. Cool guitar hooks, emotional climaxes, and gruff voice.


Empress, Premonition (2020).

Great Canadian metal band. I hear elements of Mastodon, Isis, and YOB in their sound. This record sounds big and dynamic. 


Night, High Tides—Distant Skies (2020).

The 1980s influence is everywhere on this record. They nail the cheesy elements, but in a wonderful way. Punchy guitars, soaring vocals, and big choruses. The record is fun and definitely the best record by this band. 


Arcadian Child, Protopsycho (2020).

I am starting to think that Five-Inch Taint might be feeding my music addiction, as this was another suggestion from him. This Cyprus band plays enthralling psychedelic, Mediterranean, stoner rock. Who needs drugs when you have music like this? Fuckin’ great stuff.  


Woods of Ypres, Woods 4: The Green Album (2011).

This record is very different than the other Woods of Ypres records that I have heard. I was quite struck by several songs on this record, such as “Shard of Love” and “I Was Buried in Mount Pleasant Cemetery” in particular. The former has a beautiful opening, before the deep, rich vocals start. There is emotional weight in the singing, which brings tears to my eyes. At times, the vocals on these songs remind me of aspects of how James Hetfield sings on some songs. The lyrics to “Wet Leather” are haunting: “Life is just pain and piss; It’s nothing that I miss. Life is just pain and piss, it’s just temporary.”   


The Lord Werid Slough Feg, New Organon (2019).

This is some weird heavy metal. At times is sounds like the offspring of Iron Maiden and Jethro Tull, in a good way. Stimulating and satisfying record. 


John Chibadura and the Tembo Brothers, Mune Majerasi.

A friend gave me a mixed tape about twenty years ago. The tape was not labelled. It contained many South African and Zimbabwe artists. There was a song that I loved, which I had not been able to figure out who it was until this past year. Thus, I was finally able to pick up a record by John Chibadura. This blending of jit and sungura music and his vocals make me very happy and encourage me to get up and move. 


Concerts: 

Well, shit. I only made it to four concerts before the pandemic broke out in the United States. I had purchased an unlimited pass to two venues for 2020. Guess, it served as a donation, which is good. I hope that they make it through this fucked-up situation. I enjoyed performances by Picturebooks, Michelle Moonshine, Cloud Nothings, Criteria, and Wolf Parade.


I also streamed the live performance of New Model Army, which marked their fortieth anniversary. It was a wonderful, moving show. I was very emotional watching them play and thinking about all the times I have shared with comrades, while listening to their music and rambling down dirt roads. 


Films:

Country Music (2019).

Five-Inch Taint and I were going to watch this together, but the pandemic prevented this. Sure would have enjoyed sharing the experience with him. The impossible task is to cover the entire history of this genre of music and the artists. Nevertheless, this documentary series is impressive on many fronts, and I like the relationships explored, especially the rich cultural interchanges that have always been part of country music. 


Punk (2019).

This documentary series is comprised of four episodes. It is not very comprehensive, merely a slice of an extensive and growing realm of music. It is also mostly focused on more mainstream punk rock. Nevertheless, it was enjoyable to watch.


The Bee Gees: How Can You Mend a Broken Heart (2020).

Great film. Love the exploration of the history of the band. Interesting discussions of how the brothers and their band members wrote many songs while working out details in the studio. The band had a long career with many changes in their sound. They also wrote many excellent songs for other artists. 


Dolly, Here I Am (2019).

Dolly always makes me smile. She is quite fascinating. She is a brilliant songwriter and musician. 


The Go-Gos (2020).

Very good film, covering the history of The Go-Gos, their struggles, and the challenges that they confronted. 


Once Were Brothers: Robbie Robertson and the Band (2019).

Outside of certain songs, I have never been that interested in The Band, even though I recognize that they were very talented. Nevertheless, I really enjoyed this exploration. It did make me appreciate Robbie Robertson’s contributions to a greater extent. 


Desolation Center (2018).

Good story about a series of Do-It-Yourself shows that were done in the desert in California, as well as one on a boat in a bay. Minutemen, Sonic Youth, Meat Puppets, Redd Kross, and others played at these shows. 


Other Music (2019).

Interesting story about an independent record store, the community that formed within the shop, and the sorrow when it closed.


Cassette: A Documentary Mixtape (2016).

This low-budget film explores the various ways cassette tapes were woven through the lives of folks who grew up with them. The film curiously integrates interviews with the engineers and designers of cassette tapes, while also highlighting how people used these tapes to make mixed tapes, record band practices, share poems and stories, etc. Quirky and beautiful. 


Laurel Canyon (2020).

This film is quite unique in its organization. The visuals throughout the film are based on images by the photographers who happened to document the community of musicians who lived in Laurel Canyon. From time to time, the photographers are interviewed and these scenes are presented on the screen. Whereas the interviews with musicians are only heard, as part of narrative, and not seen. Thus, the film has a strong emphasis on the contributions of the photographers.


Thursday, January 21, 2021

John Lennon, Gimme Some Truth: The Ultimate Remixes (Capitol, 2020)

 


Reviewed by Null

Does anybody need another John Lennon collection? That answer is clearly “no.” However, there are a few things to consider with this new collection of remixes.

I became familiar with John Lennon’s solo albums when I was still in high school. I thought they were all great. I liked the radical politics, the confrontational spirit, the emotional and confessional honesty, and, later, the calmer, domesticated albums about settling down and growing old that were released shortly before and after he was murdered in 1980. I even liked the Yoko songs, as they made the albums a bit more interesting and dynamic, and, to be honest, some of them are just great tracks.

Though I had all of his solo albums, it was always necessary to buy one of the many compilations of his work because that was the only way to get the non-album singles that didn’t appear on any of the albums, most notably, “Instant Karma,” “Cold Turkey,” “Give Peace a Chance,” and “Happy X-mas (The War is Over).”

Gimmie Some Truth: The Ultimate Remixes is available in several different formats, which is just another annoying trend. I wasn’t throwing down over a hundred bucks for shit I already have, so the “deluxe” rip off version wasn’t even considered. Also, the single disc version would be wholly insufficient. Therefore, I settled for the only real option, the two-disc version. It’s basically a “Best of,” but I was surprised to find a few deep cuts buried in the 36 tracks. Most notably the song “Angela,” written as a tribute to the great revolutionary Angela Davis, who was imprisoned at the time. This song appeared on the album Sometime in New York. I never thought I would hear it on a compilation album.

I’m not a big fan of remixes, so I was suspicious about this release. I feel okay about remastering albums, but remixing always feels like revisionist history. As a music junkie it feels blasphemous. However, being very familiar with these songs, I was surprised how fresh and clear they sound. Like clean fresh water. I’m not going to say they are better than the original album versions, but it was really cool to hear some of the instrumentation rise above the often muddy ghost of Phil Spector that seemed to creep into the corners of some of these records. Nothing against Phil’s “Wall of Sound,” as it has it’s time and place. So, I wanted to kick myself for buying this stupid collection, but at the end of the day, I’m glad I did. I’ve been enjoying the hell out of it. It sounds fantastic, and I really haven’t listened to my Lennon albums in quite some time.

Now, this isn’t a replacement for the solo albums. There aren’t that many and they are all good in their own right. If you like Lennon, then you need them. Who can live without “Meat City,” “Tight A$,” “Luck of the Irish,” or even Yoko’s “Sisters, O Sisters” and “Born in a Prison”? None of which appear on this collection. However, if you are new to Lennon and need those non-album tracks, this is a great place to get them, and you will also get some pretty kick ass remixes of raunchy, angry, and some truly moving, beautiful album tracks.

It’s a good collection. I approve. 



Monday, January 11, 2021

Eli Green

By Jack Rafferty

 

    He stole the white man’s gold tooth

    He knocked it out with a two-by-four

    He rode the moon-blind horse

    He threw snake eyes in his sleep

    Frank Stanford, The Blood Brothers

 

I walked a long ways from the road

in Holly Springs, Mississippi

somewhat near the Tennessee border

till I came upon a shack

hidden in them dense trees


all dark green and shifting-like

I hollared and there

warn’t a reply no sound or nothin

so I walked on up to it and looked inside

and it was dark as a recently turned sod of turf

 

the door was open so I stepped in

the air smelled like many a living and dying creature

I looked around and still nothin it was bare

no furniture no anything

as quiet as an empty room

removed from time can be

 

then a voice spoke up

and it seemed to come from all over

and I must’a turned paler’n a winter sky

I turned round and at first saw nothin

then looked again and barely made out

a figure in the corner

 

like contours of a deeper shadow

folded into barriers of another

it sat there motionless and unspeaking

so finally I muttered who are you

and he just cackled a laugh 

that was filled with smoke and dust

then pulled out a deck of cards

and threw ‘em in the air

 

they rose up and stuck to the ceiling

he called out the king of hearts

a card fell and he snatched it from the air

he threw it down and it was the king and he

plunged his knife in it and it bled out onto the floor

as he did so he came into the light

 

he wore an immaculate black suit

and polished black shoes

his limbs navigated the dark

like water moccasins

the whites of his eyes hung in the shadow

like the bellies of fish

again I said who are you

he shook his head at this then looked out the window

 

for a while nothin happened like he was in a trance

when he spoke his breath smelled like a dead river

his words were like bleeding arteries in the air

he said when I was here last

I was called Eli Green

 

he paused a moment then took a step closer

he reached in his pocket and held out a small man

the small man danced on his palm

he said if ever I get locked up

this one steals the keys

then he went to the door and said le’s go

 

I followed and we walked back to the road

then down it a ways

till we come to a small cafe

we opened the door and stepped inside

but no one looked

 

he pulled out Charlie Patton’s guitar

don’t know where from

he started playing Bull Dog Blues

and the men got up and emptied they pockets

and the women danced with they dresses above they heads

 

and I said what if the pigs come

to which he just replied I got a bone le’s me walk

through walls

got it cause I boiled a living cat

 

then he said nuff of this we got to go back

and get my amulet

I asked what amulet

he replied my amulet of power

…lost it

 

before we left he went up to the ceiling

unscrewed the lightbulb there

and ate it slowly

he turned to me and said I’ll meet you

in the place that you don’t know I am

and vanished

 

I walked back up the road through the woods

back to the shack but it was empty 

 

I stayed a while till it got dark 

the dissonant chorus of myriad crickets

filled the barren room

and all pulsed with momentary 

forgotten agony

 

so I wandered back to the road

and passed the cemetery by the church

I saw Eli there

he took the form of an old wolf

 

he was playin dice with the dead 

using his unmarked grave as a spot for the bets

the branches swayed in the wind like wasps


Junior Kimbrough was beside him

as a seven hundred pound black bear

and Fred McDowell some strange reptile 

I spoke and all looked my way

a great silence

 

Eli merely looked down for a moment

at the amulet on his chest

then turned to me

behold,

this old earth

 

just then a car rounded the corner 

they all vanished 

as the headlights cut the dark

the tires hissed along the gravel 

and were gone


all was quiet as snow-smothered pines

on a nearby branch a mantis 

snatches and devours a smaller creature

I sat and wondered

about many things