Monday, August 29, 2011

Robin Trower. Daydream. 1975.

We let this album howl out of 400 watt speakers, shredding the rolling hills of Sweet River Cottage Creager's estate on Friday. Nothing better really. Live in San Francisco in 1975.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Danny Gatton. Sleepwalk. 1988.

I'm not a real Telecaster fan boy. I prefer the meatier sounds coming from overcharged Gibsons. That said, hearing a master like Danny Gatton diddle his fiddle like this is a fucking pleasure.

In 1994 Gatton locked himself in his garage and shot himself. It seems the masters are always mercurial and often times battling deep depression. R.I.P. Danny.

Friday, August 19, 2011

Bridge Of Sighs - Robin Trower, 1974.

Trower peeling the face off the devil's skull with this hard screw. If I had this track when I was back in high school, I'd still be in my parents' basement unapologetically smoking the wallpaper.

The Jam - Dark, 1975.

Recorded in a basement. Listened to in a basement. (Replace basement with lysergic overload)

Hey you - Corporal Gander's Fire Dog Brigade, 1970.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Roy Buchanan. Hey Joe. 1976.

He's an unassuming guy. 37 years old in this clip, looks closer to 50. Looks he should be painting little clouds or selling balloons at the wharf. Doesn't stop Roy from completely melting the noses off the faces of the audience members in attendance. Jesus fucking christ. What a burner.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

My Time - Golden Dawn, 1968

Schoolmate of Roky Erickson, George Kinney's band. If anyone bottled the Austin Texas city water from 1968, I'll take two quarts and see you on the other side.