February FROXX From Admin

Holy smokes does Winter just blow you down er wha?!

Flipping the flapjack with a audio gift here. A few of the heavy Feb spins on these ears. SINCE Blogger fails to defend the defenseless flailer, flogger, flipper and thief, concubine, sordid sentinel, drifting fanboy and otherwise all out merciless copyright fucker, here's the deal - a mixblogtape made speshially for you. Lay down your RIAA arms and dance, enemies!

A LITTLE SYMBOL OF MY DEVOTION The Doors - Changeling The Howling Hex - Contraband and Betrayal John Frusciante - Helical The Red Krayola - The Jewels of Madonna Anthony and The Johnsons - Fistful of Love Spiritualized - Angel Sigh (live) Theoretical Girls - Contrary Mothion Tom Ze - Quero Sambal Meu Bem White Rainbow - Monday Boogies Forward Forever Young Marble Giants - Credit In The Straight World Dungen - Vem Vaktar Lejonen The Standells - Medication

HEAR

Let this guide you through the remaining chilly ill n ick.

Forgetallneasayers,
ForestRoxx Admin

Evergreen - Evergreen [1996]

(more louisville love)

TRR summeth uppeth: Formed from the ashes of Louisville legends Cinderblock in the early 90s and boasting a revolving line-up that would make Spinal Tap blush, Evergreen solidified in 1993 when Britt Walford (Squirrelbait, Slint, The Breeders, The For Carnation) joined on drums.

A tight mix of percussive guitars, strolling, funky bass and relentlessly catchy drum beats escalated the drunken vocal sways of Sean McLoughlin to immeasurable heights. Equally inspired by Fugazi, Television, and The Stooges, Evergreen was a breath of fresh air that only Louisville folks were really ready to breathe.

While the rest of the world was too busy going ape shit over increasingly soulless faux-jazz, Evergreen were throwing down party-punk jams to tear the roof down and/or get them arrested for public indecency and disturbing the peace (but that's another story for another time). Recorded in brilliant stereophonic mid-fi by James Murphy (of the DFA), this album seemed like a throwback in 1995. Oddly, it now feels more at home soaring above the increasingly soulless faux-garage rock revival.

When all is said and done and you are left with nothing but the music to tell the story, it's damned near impossible to tell when this record was made and it's even harder to care. It's truly a timeless classic that has always deserved more attention than it has gotten. This reissue includes two bonus tracks not included on the original release.

HEAR the nice music

Buzzcocks - A Different Kind of Tension [1979]

man oh man. just noticed we had the "self-financed debut" up here in the froxx, yet not the self-implosive masterwerk?! (eds note: beware, more question mark/exclamation point combos ahead). this here's another puppy i picked up back in SF last week. the deluxe reish. but rocky say, don't get lost in all the glorious extras, or the scintillating singles culled from the same period -- just go straight to the fracking album already and indulge in all the sweet remastered goodness of this mega-precious gem.

1979!? I'll admit, I first encountered this album courtesy Bob McGuire of West Chicago, Illinois, who was a year older than me and far hipper, at least in the year of our lord 1984. He gave it to me on one side of a high-metal II cassette, the other side of which held a dub of The Violent Femmes (not sure if you remember, but it was quite a "Blister in the Sun" summer that year).

Rosetta Stone or, 2001: Space Odyssey obelisk? Frankly my dear, I didn't know what to make of this album then, and I'm doubtless unqualified to commentate on it now, but damn if it did not stick with me, in my head, my craw, and ever since superbly resist all attempts at extraction.

Simplex, viral! Funny in retrospect to ponder that I got my way in to the 'cocks by way of their backdoor, moving from their late proto pop prog to their early primal prog pop, but, you know how it is -- the way we im-mediate most of our favorite groups is seldom via prescribed textbook transmissive means.

Raison D'Etre?! Natch, Eventually, I found my sorry way from here back into Scratch and Kitchen and Bites, and all places properly-car-commercialesquely Buzzcockian (at least as we know them from teevee today, sitting round at home), and thence ultimately forth settling onto everyone's mother's fave "album", Steady...

Recalcitrant!? Just because you know how the way that first taste always stays with you, well, this has always been the goose's bump pour moi.

Experience Tension!? [disc 1]


try MORE Tension!? [disc 2]


[as of December 1 2010: links removed per DMCA!

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Charlie Parker - The Savoy Recordings (Master Takes) [1944-1948]

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/// all of what you get here is way fantastic incandescent from bird* and (19 yo) miles \\\
// the latter spanking out 3 timefull classicks: milestones, little willie leaps, half nelson \\
/ but don't disneglect th-bit-o-Diz on KoKo, the tiny grime, the curly Russell, the roach \
etc.
(i know I don't have to ask you to make sure and take note of Mr Charlie Parker).
simply
(b/c this guy is
"impossible to miss"
)
This warn't my first CP record (that would be the soundtrack to the Eastwood bio)
but it was always my favorite post-initial-acquisition, thereabouts 1988 or so, and
i had it for so many years that i took it for granted and lost it a decade ago or so

found it last week abroad during a protracted visit to Amoeba SF
and got shivers down ma spine at me first (re) sight. viola!
there it is. (for some reason it's all "Cheryl" now).
but if you were me, they'd go straight to
Number Twelve: little willie leaps,
and ride far past ah-leu-cha
on the merry-go-round
(note constellation)

or just please

dig
,

[*ancienne venti-cinq]

try ANOTHER HAIR-DO

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David Kilgour - Sugar Mouth [1994]

uhuh: been so enjoying this lately
fine work friend put in my pocket
and we in turn puts it out up here
between davids axelrod + sylvian

HEAR

tread: here we are agin
back in d new zeal land
kin Kiwis do no wrong?

AMf*gginG: [...] Kilgour serves up a simply gorgeous set of engaging guitar pop songs that manage to be sunny and sighing all at once. Kilgour's vocal resemblance to his musical contemporaries (and fellow Dylan appreciators), Robert Forster and Robyn Hitchcock, has never been stronger; as with them,

Kilgour's tone is high, a touch reedy but never anything less than impassioned and attractive. Some songs capture some of the gauzier feeling of Here Come the Cars thanks to the mixing and soft motorik chug ("Filter" in particular). "Crazy," meanwhile, bears hints of Kilgour's time in Snapper, loud and brash but similarly indebted to a refracted Krautrock drive.

Others have an air that can only be described as clear and cool -- not cold, but there's something about the way the acoustic guitars and piano sound on "Beached," Kilgour's singing coming down through echo, or the concluding flow of "Never End" that suggests blue skies, deep oceans, and high peaks.

Whether it's the acoustic-based strum and shimmer of "Fallaway," an anthem that never has to strain or sound oppressively big even in the slightest or the heart-tugging semi-waltzes of "Nail in My Foot" or "Recollection," Sugar Mouth is just plain fantastic, full stop.

King Kong - Old Man on the Bridge [1991]

ohfeck: yuh do this feel good
been trying put this up here
fur what feels like a rite long
time now. and it sits so purty
tween kings crimson + tubby

HEAR

read: wow wasn't this a craze, way back when.
these fine folks put on many a real fine time way
way back around when this album was tres circa

~~~
learneth: King Kong, a rock band from Louisville, Kentucky, formed in early 1989 by Ethan Buckler, the original bassist in the band Slint. The core trio for many years was made up of Buckler, Willie McClean (bass), and Ray Rizzo (drums). Over the course of its existence King Kong has been joined by Todd Hildreth (keys), Suki Anderson (add'l vocals), Amy Greenwood (add'l vocals), Andy Hurt (percussion), and Dave Pajo (drums). There are many others too numerous to list.
~~~

honestly yall, hearing this just puts me in a right-good, ass-wagging, frame-of-mind.

me? I go
straight to
ROLLING O.

Slapp Happy - Sort Of [1972]

I have to tag in with one of my favorites from the Slapp Happy/Henry Cow combos. Sort Of is the unlikely nexus where Krautrock enjoins with soul (see Blue Flower). Love her or hate her, Dagmar Krause has some uniquely successful moments on this album. What could possibly go wrong with 4/6ths of Faust backing you?

Slapp it on.