getting back to the albums i am currently mildly obsessed with. as shitty of a writer as i am, i really do hate ending sentences with prepositions, but in this case im just gonna go with it. the album in question is mark cutler’s recently released red, which was released by our, meaning me, pal, mark, at 75 or less records.
to put in plainly, which is my style, mr cutler should be huge, and maybe/hopefully in some area and zip codes he is, but im talking like a house hold name huge. if not a household name, then maybe an every tenth household name. i have been a fan since all the way back in 1990 when i first heard his ex-band, the raindogs’ lost souls which stands today as one of my absolute favorite records. red only solidifies mr cutlers place, at least in my brain, as one of america’s greatest unearthed treasures. i apologize to mark if i am in any way downplaying his popularity. check out culture vulture time and his take on the record, and more importantly mark cutler, the man. its a very interesting piece.
riyl: springsteen, mellencamp, petty, steve earle, etc..
before i get out of here, this just popped up in the ol inbox. this being joe pug’s “bury me far from my uniform” which he is giving away in honour of memorial day. below you’ll find joe performing said song for my old kentucky blog’s laudro matinee. here’s what joe had to say about the song…
“Often songs are difficult to write but, once written, easy to release,” explains Pug. “That was certainly not the case with ‘Bury Me Far (From My Uniform).’ The song nearly wrote itself and yet I released it with great reluctance. There is a certain reverence that any decent person affords soldiers and their sacrifices. I was, and remain still, troubled that this song might violate that decency. Having never served myself I’m not always sure whether it is inspiring or insulting. I’ve certainly gotten my fair share of both reactions. In the end, the song stands on its own, and the distinction is yours to make.”
I was fallen dead in battle,
must have been Tuesday,
I don’t know the date.
I gave everything everyone asked for,
But I say where I’ll be laid.
The many dead of my comrades,
All look the same in this place.
Won’t you bury me far from my uniform,
So God might remember my face.
Do not bother with Congress,
With the rich,
Or with the rest.
I fought their battles in this world,
But I will not fight for them in the next.
Do not find me justice,
Just find me a grave.
And then bury me far from my uniform,
So that God might remember my face.
Oh my mother,
You’ll weep and you’ll crumble,
Take me out of your dreams that I’m in.
I can’t take another what’s not,
I’m sick to hear what could have been.
I’ll not return to your table,
So don’t save me a place.
Just bury me far from my uniform,
So God might remember my face
I’m not a cause, not a Christ, not a ransom.
I’m not a reason, I’m not a debate.
And I swear that I’m no one’s example.
I’m not a number,
I’m not a crusade.
War is older than mankind,
But it’s younger than grace.
Won’t you bury me far from my uniform?
From the iron cross medals I would have worn.
From the statues that sisters and widows mourn.
From the newspaper clippings and microform,
From Geneva, the Hague and Nuremberg
From the sex of this world that I’ll no longer taste.
Won’t you bury me far from my uniform?
So God might remember my face.
I know God will remember my face.
Merciful God, please remember my face.
hey hey looky here! a new ugly casanova track entitled, “lay me down.” it is off the soundtrack to the film 180° south, which you can read all about right here or you can read the synopsis below. mr brock and james mercer composed the music to the soundtrack and also features the likes of mason jennings, love as laughter and jack johnson. the track is a .m4a file, so you probably cant stream it just download it. btw, the dvd is out 6.8 and the soundtrack on 6.22.
180° SOUTH is the story of one of the most unique and prolific environmentalists of our time -Yvon Chouinard. Rather than re-living Yvon’s story through old photos and his life’s work with pie charts, 180° SOUTH weaves Chouinard’s tale through a modern day expedition. This expedition was inspired by the rumor of a legendary trip in 1968 and the proof that came with it when the lost cans of film that documented the trip were recently discovered. The old footage captures Chouinard and best friend Doug Tompkins in 1968 as they explore untouched mountain ranges and un-surfed coastline on a 5000 mile expedition from California to deep Patagonia. For the two men, the original ’68 adventure still stands as “the trip of our lives.”
A young American adventurer named Jeff Johnson happened upon the footage in 1990 and spent the next ten years of his life dreaming of following their footsteps south. In 2007, Jeff dropped everything to finally fulfill his dream. He set out to follow Chouinard’s classic route on what became a six month traverse of North and South America. His hope is simply to find unclimbed mountains and un-ridden waves in the spirit of his heroes. However, as he travels, his eyes open up to the see environmental disasters that threaten these places as well as the human triumphs that are working to save them.
From the start of the film, each scene seamlessly echoes back and forth between Jeff’s modern day adventure and conversations happening in a century old stone cabin in deep Patagonia. The two men (Chouinard and Tompkins) cook the fish they have just caught on a wood-burning stove. Their hair is silver now and the lines on their faces speak volumes. They have been best friends and expedition partners for over fifty years. They recount their lives with simple and humble narratives (all of which have achieved folkloric stature in the outdoor world). The stories come to life with classic archival footage and hand drawn animation (by artist Geoff McFetridge). Each story flows in-and-out of Jeff’s voyage becoming a parable to a thesis that has solidified them as true visionaries in the most important revolution of our time: the preservation of the natural world.
As the film progresses and Jeff picks up several more characters, each with their own unique views of the world, we realize that Jeff has been with the old men in the cabin the whole time. Asking the questions that have produced the stories and philosophies we see. We also come to find out that we are on the eve of what could be the last big climb of their lives together (as they are both almost 70 now). It is an unclimbed, unnamed peak that is part of a two-million acre preserve. A park that the two have created together
morning, all. the past month has been good for me, at least musically. actually, the other, larger, more important bits of my life havent been so bad either, not awesome, but yeah not bad either. on the music front, there are roughly 4 to 5, and maybe 6 records that i cannot get enough of. hopefully over the next few days i shall be briefly touching on said records. in the meantime, one of the them records is raleigh, north carolina’s american aquarium’s fifth studio record, small town hymns. here’s the thing that strikes me as odd; how are these guys on their fifth record and i am just now hearing about em? i can see maybe a record or two passing me by, but 4!? to add insult to injury, they played 227 shows in 2009, and i still hadn’t heard of em. i would think someone, somewhere wouldve made mention of em? maybe they did, and i just didnt pay attention. thats probably the case. you know me, all i am going to say about a record is that i love it, or am deeply in like with it. and in this case its the former. want to read a review and pick up on more of what these guys are laying down? head on over to frontporch musings for their take on it. they’ve also got a bunch of other tracks available for streaming. the track i am providing is also streaming only. so stream away…. btw, check out their site for upcoming shows, for which there are many.
riyl: whiskeytown, the maldives, drive by truckers, glossary, etc
funny things happen when you pose questions/are ignorant. shortly after i posted that jill andrews video, see below, mr captn g8tr informed me that sam quinn’s record was already out. here i am acting like the guy is slacking/being a dick, all apologies. all the while, his the fake that sunk a thousand ships has been out for a few weeks. i quickly snatched up said record, and yeah its awesome. if you’re a fan of the everybodyfields, or perhaps just have a soul, you should love this. the fake that sunk a thousand ships is out now, like i said, on ramseur records.
this is probably as close to an everybodyfields reunion we’ll get, but i’ll take it. for those unfamiliar with the song, its off lucinda williams’ sweet old world. the original is right down there. btw, glad to see sam got rid of the monstrosity of the beard he was rocking for seemingly forever. btw, part two, jill’s got a bunch of upcoming dates so click here for the details. getting back to sam, hopefully he puts something out soon cause im sick of having to go to myspace to check his stuff out.
howdy gang! firstly, i am going on vacation next week, which may mean there will be no posts, or i may have i have a lot of time on my hands a post more than usual. hopefully the latter situation comes to fruition. just throwing that out there. although, as much as i want to have a lot of free time, i do hope to get copious amounts of fishing in. either way, i guess its a win/win.
secondly, happened upon the debut record by happy birthday the other day and i havent stopped listening to it since. well, i have stopped listening to it, but you get my point. happy birthday is fronted by mr king tuff, kyle thomas, but also includes ruth garbus and chris weisman. personally speaking, i like this much more than king tuff, but thats just me. its fuzzed out pop bliss, which most of his stuff is, but for some reason this is resonating much more than his king tuff stuff. definitely check em out.
this would have been so freakin awesome to witness i must admit. this was, and still is, one of my absolute favorite songs. think i just may have to break out the temple of the dog record, which if you have never heard, i cannot recommend it enough. (291)
i woke up this morning with centro-matic’s “to unleashes the horses now” in my head, which is infinitely more awesome than what i usually wake up humming. two days ago, or was it yesterday, i woke up with huey lewis and the news’ “if this is it” stuck in my head. i took the former as a sign to attempt to listen to their entire catalogue today, and i am in the process of doing so. dont know if ill get through everything, but ill make a strong effort. if for some godly unknown reason you have never bothered listening to em, and shame on you for not doing so. here’s your chance at redemption, a few songs off their releases, one off will’s release vultures await, and a show from 8.24.07 at the mercury lounge in nashville opening up for jason isbell. who, btw, sits in with the centro-matic for the entire set. much love to the original taper….
you can purhase/download their stuff here via amazon
hey, howdy, hi! hope every one of you is well. i am just fine, for the most part. before i forget, i want to give a huge tip of the hat to captains dead’s newest and probably biggest fan, jimmy mack. click that link to check out his thoughts on my lil site.
if you read that up there, then you know what this post is all about. anybody pick up the re-issued exile on mainstreet, or better yet has anyone picked up this? 140 bucks is a bit steep, dont ya think? would i still plunk down the cash, if i had it? absolutely i would….
your cries for a zip file have not gone unnoticed, here ya go
oh glorious day! sleater kinney, one of my most favoritist bands ever, are putting out a new record – their first in ten years. shit, i cant believe its been that long since they called it a day. the record is called no cities to love and is coming out on sub pop on jan […]
photo by julia brokaw – i think, taken from npr happy sunday, folks! so im sure y’all have listened to the new adams record. well, at least, some of you have. im still on the fence about the whole thing. some days, really dig, then others, not so much, but i didnt like the isbell […]