Thunder Buffalo - S/T

Kids over at Ongakubaka turned me on to this. It's great. I couldn't be more bored with this bullshit where everyone tries to sound like Safe As Milk and totally blows it, but these guys seem to have a worthwhile perspective on it. There's some obvious stompers, and there's some definite middling songs...but hey, dudes, the wheel is the wheel. If you're going to claim you've made a huge improvement on it, it should still at least roll.

This does. Get it.

Thunder

Bo Diddley-The Originator

Untouchable.

He is a background to a music.

we're gonna get married

P.S. this one has a password because I stole the link from another blog...so...thanks to Record Fiend
the password is:
record-fiend.blogspot.com

I encourage you guys to go over there and scope what they have.

Rolling Stones-Goats Head Soup (1973)

You're a star-fucker.
You can't say we're satisfied.
You can't say we never tried.

This album fuckin' grooves. Get a grip.

it's in the soup

Donovan-Open Road (1970)

Plenty of you ingrates consider Donovan a wash-out hippie because you all take Bob Dylan too seriously. Dylan was a prick, and yeah, Donovan is a traveler on the flake train....but.....there comes a moment where you need to think a bit outside of the Dylan-esque idea of what is relevant.

Donovan is a fucking beacon. This record smashes. John Carr's drumming is very reminiscent of another famous drummer named John who, at one time, was almost the battery for Donovan in another band...(read: John Bonham). Mike Thomson's bass playing is psychotic and rambling in the best possible ways, which brings us to the man himself.

This is by far Donovan's most lucid dream and most complete expression. After leaving the U.S. to return to England and assemble the Open Road band, Donovan found the freedom of working in a post-Mickie Most world. This, and his next record (HMS Donovan) show an artist who still eats granola, but no longer believes it is all he has to talk about.

Donovan haters....go die.

Open Road

Ann Peebles - Straight From The Heart

Not much to write since I'm rather green with Ann Peebles. 'Just' a concise soul record that doesn't suffer from it's brevity and floors me with it's production quality every time I listen to it.

Straight From The Heart

Mitch Hedberg - Do You Believe In Gosh

I play the guitar, I taught myself how to play the guitar, which was a bad decision... because I didn't know how to play it, so I was a shitty teacher. I would never have went to me.

- Mitch Hedberg

I really, really think that this guy was incredible.

Mitch

Bill Fay - Time of The Last Persecution

Dream Song 14

BY JOHN BERRYMAN

Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
we ourselves flash and yearn,
and moreover my mother told me as a boy
(repeatingly) ‘Ever to confess you’re bored
means you have no

Inner Resources.’ I conclude now I have no
inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
Peoples bore me,
literature bores me, especially great literature,
Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
as bad as achilles,

who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
and somehow a dog
has taken itself & its tail considerably away
into mountains or sea or sky, leaving
behind: me, wag.

Bill
thanks to decrepitapes.blogspot.com