Posts Tagged ‘David Sylvian’

DAVID FITZPATRICK GREETS US WITH A WHIRLWIND THAT IS PARACHUTES IN HURRICANES

August 10, 2018

David Fitzpatrick puts his name on the line for Parachutes And Hurricanes. Photo courtesy the internet

I love Gary Tanin. I really do. He’s been a fan of this blog way back before it was this blog. The history between us goes back to when I was writing for Princeton Record Exchange. I don’t recall what review I wrote that garnered his attention there, but he came along when I decided to blow off the other two stores I was writing for and forge out on my own.

For that I will always be grateful. But I fear this is where all good things must end.

All throughout this blog’s history, I have made every effort to look for the unusual, the out-of-the-way, off-the-beaten path stuff. Having first been born and raised in the NJ/NY area, I was influenced by that fringe that was all around then. Free radios in cars blasted new and unusual stuff with the birth of FM radio. WPLJ, so on etc. So while I was getting the fresh info and news and new music, my family was imploding and my mother had to take me away from all that culture…

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OFF THE RECORD: FRIPP/SYLVIAN CAUGHT LIVE, BUT WITHOUT DAMAGE!

July 3, 2018

This is what you want if you want to hear some alternate versions of Sylvian/Fripp songs from the live CD ‘Damage’.

Robert Fripp and David Sylvian collaborated in the 2000’s to bring us two albums, The First Day, and the follow-up live disc Damage. Those are the two commercial releases that the combo put out. However, we have our hands on an off-market release called “Live From Massey Hall” from our supplier of all things off-market, Live Gig Recordings (look for their link later on in this review).

The history between Fripp and Sylvian initially didn’t progress as Fripp would have liked. At that point Fripp had asked Sylvian to join another (double-trio, six person) version of King Crimson (it appears as though he’d been seeking to usurp Adrian Belew from his long-standing role as lead vocalist and front person for King Crimson for a long time, only having done so within the past couple of years, filling his shoes is Jakko Jaoidsgfilsuxghfp). Sylvian already had a reputation as his own artist and felt he would only be able to collaborate so far under the Crimso moniker. So they settled for a remarkable collaboration that resulted in one of the most catchy prog songs ever recorded (“Jean The Birdman”, with a close second to “God’s Monkey”). We’ll delve into those songs when we get there.

First, I have something to say about the removal of Adrian Belew from King Crimson. Belew claims to be good with it, Fripp claims his status is the honorary 9th member of the new, eight member, three drummer configuration of King Crimson, as Tony Levin was during the Trey Gunn years in the early 2000’s. Belew is not idle by any means. His power trio just played the Irridium in NYC , and he is part of the David Bowie tribute act that is casually touring the world. I do see Fripp’s point about Belew as the front person. The fact is, he was too cheery, too happy in demeanor for the usually dower music that is/was King Crimson.

Returning to this project, the album’s cover photo for The First Day shows Sylvian AND Fripp having ridiculous, laughing smiles on their faces. No issue, they had a positive working relationship. Fripp has one with Brian Eno too, I don’t see them touring No Pussyfooting, or Evening Star, or Equatorial Stars, or Cotswald Gnomes, or…

A rare sight for the period. Robert Fripp laughing in a photograph.

Sylvian remains a solo artist. A fascinating one at that. Someone I hope to get more familiar with in terms of his work, straight away! Fripp is lumbering about with King Crimson. Two guitarists, a bassist/stick player, a keyboardist, a wind player, and three drummers. The samples I have heard from one of their many live performances sounded stiff, uniform and stilted.

I still contend Fripp is losing the plot…

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BOULEBLOG OPENS A NEW PATHWAY TO ALTERNATIVE REVIEWS WITH OFF THE RECORD; THIS TIME, THE VAPORS LIVE AT THE GUILDFORD CIVIC HALL

March 9, 2018

The cover of this illusive release. Photo courtesy LiveGigRecordings

This is a thrilling new opportunity for us here at BouleBlog. With the creation of this new category, Off The Record, we can bring you reviews of unique recordings not found at Amazon or your local record store. In essence, yes, these are what the population may call bootlegs. But during the listening process I will determine if the recording is WORTH reviewing and if not, you will be alerted that what was promoted through my Facebook equivalent to this blog, BouleBlog the group: (https://www.facebook.com/groups/bouleblog/) is, in fact NOT worth reviewing. I find it tiring to just type over and over “The audio is unintelligible due to a poor live mix”. I usually post photos of the upcoming acts there, to give a tip-off to those who know about the Facebook group and are members. If you’re on Facebook, request membership to the group and I will approve it unless you are a bot.

However, I can guarantee the recordings I review the first few times will be quality as the source (to be revealed later) has proven to be a reliable one for board recordings (again, for the uninitiated, board recordings are made from a recording that went straight from the concert’s mixing console directly into a recording device) so the next few of these Off The Record reviews will be quality.

We begin this feature with a band who left a distinct mark on the zeitgeist with their breakout single “Turning Japanese”. The pity behind this band is they had such important deep cuts on both their albums New Clear Days and the moving Magnets. The title track for Magnets was a powerful ballad-turned-anthem that details an assassination, even right down to the exit line of one of the later choruses ‘Kennedy’s children are magnets…’.

Then there was the effervescent “Waiting For The Weekend”, a song every working person can relate to. They even give a nod in the direction the United States is taking with the song “Civic Hall”, about being harassed by bobbies (on this side of the pond, we call them cops, pigs, fascists, Nazis, bacon, donut munchers, fat-bags, militant douchebags, oh how I’d love to go on) outside the local civic hall (ironic that this live show was recorded at the Guildford Civic Hall, hometown of the Vapors and most likely the location for the story in the song).

I am not going to go into part-by-part analysis of this performance. I will highlight spots within the songs, maybe even do some (much feared) interpretation of the songs like those examples above. The point of these reviews is to cue the readers to music they may never have known existed before.

It’s not like you can advertise unauthorized recordings too loudly even though most of the major labels no longer have the teeth to fight over royalties, copyright, ownership. Thanks to the spanking Robert Fripp and Sid Smith gave the record label(s) over the illegal distribution of King Crimson downloads.

All the major labels are welcome to sue me if they feel I have violated their copyright reserve. They can have 50% of my bankruptcy.

Now let’s do up our shag mullet haircuts and get out our Gibson SGs  and our Rickenbacker bass and jam out to some Vapors!

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ED RANDAZZO SHOWS, TELLS AND DELIVERS WITH HIS CD SHOW AND TELL

April 10, 2013
Local NE PA artist Ed Randazzo's latest release Show And Tell.  Out now!  Photo courtesy Ed Randazzo

Local NE PA artist Ed Randazzo’s latest release Show And Tell. Out now! Photo courtesy Ed Randazzo

Facebook is actually good for some things!  This may come as a surprise to many, but I had the good fortune to make the acquaintance of Ed Randazzo through Facebook.  While the initial conversation was not about music, we became conversational through the site and I got introduced to a whole new world of music happening (literally) in my back yard.  Randazzo invited me to one of his shows, opening for Spencer Bohren at the Tripp house in West Scranton’s Tripp’s park section.

This show was put on by a group I can’t stop going on about, PocoNotes, as they have one of the most noble operation statements I have heard of in many years of dealing with the monster that is the music business. That mission statement being, to promote blues and roots music on the local level.  I have been a proponent of local level music promotion since I was involved in playing music at the local level back in the mid to late 80’s with Rudi And The Living Dolls.  Since being fortunate enough to establish this column, first through the independent music store syndication, I was immediately barred from promoting local acts because the indie music stores weren’t able to profit from independently self-distributed products.

Products from acts like another former Rudi And The Living Dolls member, drummer Joe Tocket’s new band Instant Karma and the subject of this review, Ed Randazzo and his album Show And Tell.

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