Tuesday, October 11, 2011
If It's Tuesday, It Must Be Street Date: 10/11/11
PETER GABRIEL- NEW BLOOD
The biggest problem with this collection of re-records, other than being a collection of re-records, is that Peter Gabriel's idea of removing guitars and drums from his past work and creating orchestral versions seems a bit needless. So much of the solo work refurbished here was sort of orchestral to begin with, so you see, why bother? The differences between the old blood and new are just not worth the time. People raise kids in the time it takes Gabriel to put out new music. Now, what do we do for the next 8 years? Listen to Kate Bush's "50 Different Words For Snow?" And what the hell is wrong with guitars and drums? And why doesn't anyone rock anymore?
RYAN ADAMS- ASHES & FIRE
I about gave up on ol' Ry. The poor guy seemed lost. Thankfully, he has found his way back, and "Ashes & Fire" may just be his best record since 2005's "Jacksonville City Nights." The most impressive thing about this record is the quality of his voice. Adams' singing on the opening track and first single "Dirty Rain' is so full of soul, I had to check twice to confirm who I was listening to. There are plenty of winners on this laid-back, somewhat melancholy affair, with "Invisible Riverside" leading the pack as a personal fave. This is Ryan Adams doing what Ryan Adams does best. Dive in.
Get it HERE
MAYER HAWTHORNE- HOW DO YOU DO
I am not drinking the Mayer Hawthorne Kool-Aid. Sorry. No New York Times rave, or friend recommendation will do it. He's ok. That's it. I see what he's trying to do, but he just can't sing. His voice is weak at best, and flat the rest of the time. This new record works better than his indie debut in that it sounds better. But slick, smart production is not enough. You'll hear all your faves---Marvin Gaye, Al Green, Hall & Oates--when the songs start. But, once Mayer kicks in, the novelty wanes. I'm particularly bothered by his Cee-Lo rip, "The Walk." Dude, "Fuck You" is not that old. This isn't tribute. It's theft.
If you must, it's HERE
RICH ROBINSON- THROUGH A CROOKED SON
I've mentioned my love for the Black Crowes on these pages numerous times. What I usually get in return is the internet equivalent of Looney Tunes' crickets. That's alright. I still think they are one of the greatest live bands I have ever seen. Here is brother Rich, with his second solo affair, and it's a knock-out. Chris Robinson was the front man, but Rich's voice can ooze like syrup, and when it leads songs like these, evoking everyone from Otis to Brothers Gregg and Duane, it works in a big way.
Joe Henry has a new CD too! Haven't heard it yet, but I look forward to it. And there's also a seriously, not bad record from William Shatner. I mean it. If you didn't appreciate the Ben Folds produced "Has Been" and all its sincerity, then don't pay any mind to "Major Tom," Shatner's new, star-studded release. But if you did, this...well...isn't nearly as good, but still a lot of fun. Guests include Lyle Lovett, Ritchie Blackmore, Brad Paisley, Peter Frampton, John Wetton, Steve Howe, Sandra Dee, Molly Wee and Oscar Homolka.
I wasn't kidding.
Yesterday's post died a quick death. Maybe you were all celebrating Columbus Day, the one day each year Joe Piscopo is asked to be somewhere. Whatever the reason, reaction to what might end up as my fave of the year was weak. Buy this record. Now.
Samples are below.