La URSS all hands on deck

Yesterday’s post about Blackball lead to this Andulucian punk band. I love this music, because it starts with the Clash’s London Calling as its aesthetic baseline.

If I lived in Andsalucia/a>, I bet it would hit more notes for me. For me, the Clash hit the same notes more immediately, because of the English thing mostly. Home is where the heart is.

But maybe you should listen to the whole thing. It’s really good, if a bit familiar.

Blackball Music Minus 1

North Carolina punk band. Good one, in its way. For some reason the vocals are buried way under the rock. If you turn it up you can almost imagine the growl as you watch the singer front the band in the video. And yes, she uses that unappealing hardcore growl. You can hear it in other videos of the band, and not miss it here.

Moldy Peaches, Jorge Regula

While you were hating Nirvana and Pavement and actual crap indie bands in the 90s, the Moldy Peaches advanced.

A suburban rock guy with a love of noise meets a socially challenged preschool teacher who is a great song writer, what can happen?

Great songs can happen. (Though the record that made their names, as it were, wasn’t out until 2001.)

This video was made by fans, which makes it especially valuable. But I like the song.

Long Ryders, Gunslinger Man

Not classic, but awfully good.

Long Ryders, Looking for Lewis and Clark

Darren Viola posted this song on Facebook today. I’d totally forgotten about these guys, though I’m pretty sure I have the vinyl of this one in the boxes in the basement. I happen to have the poster for the movie The Long Riders in my office. No direct relation, but Ry Cooder did the music for that classic film, and these guys took their name from the movie.

Oldapalooza! Who’s going?

Standing pit tickets for all three days are $1599.

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Seven Songs from the 80s: Teenage Riot

Dreamy.

Seven Songs from the 80s: Groove Is In The Heart

Might be my favorite album of the decade. Dee Lite’s World Clique

Seven Songs from the 80s: I’ll Melt With You

Imaginary grace.

Percy Sledge, Out of Left Field

When A Man Loves a Woman is such a giant song, it dwarfs everything else. But Percy Sledge was a working singer and musician and was no one hit wonder.

The song I thought of when I heard tonight that Percy Sledge died was this one, a simmering ballad with a heart felt and gorgeously emotional (and nakedly emotional) refrain.