Dirty Love

Dirty Love, the B-Side to Motorhead's, Ace of Spades (1980). 

 

 

Roy Budd

Roy Budd playing his theme to Mike Hodges' Get Carter (1971).

Right On Be Free

The Voices of East Harlem bringing their full freedom for-realness to Sing Sing Correctional Facility in 1972.  This amazing clip is from the 1973 David Hoffman directed documentary, Sing Sing Thanksgiving, later retitled for DVD release as B.B. King and Joan Baez in concert at Sing Sing Prison, 1972.   The Voices, were a twenty member ensemble that managed to play both The Isle of Wight Festival (1970) and the Soul to Soul concert in Ghana (1971). Right On Be Free is the title track off VEH's 1970 debut,.

 The concert at Sing Sing took place a little more than one year after the Attica Prison Uprising of 1971. 

 

Attica Prison Poem, Muhammad Ali,

Bright Moments

Rahsaan Roland Kirk at the 1975 Downbeat Awards performing Pedal Up.  Bumpschool post number 103 is a centum tribute to the subject of number 3;  Confabulation At the Zoo.  Kirk is a soul-spirit-gale force blast, and is here joined by McCoy Tyner, Stanley Clark, and Lenny White on drums.  A much longer version of Pedal Up can be heard on Kirk's 1972 live double, Bright Moments.  Rahsaan and McCoy's solos are a bumpthump upside the head.  I'm not sure why, but we get a camera shot of an uncomfortable looking Chick Corea (5:06) at the end of Kirks blasteroo.  What gives Chick?  Difficult to say, but I'm thinking CC may have been mortified at the sight of McCoy Tyner's superdope sunshine yellow turtleneck.  Chick realized he had been out yellowed, and it was too late to go blue.



Sandy Bull

Sandy Bull, Blend, from Fantasias for Guitar and Banjo (1963)



Still Bill

Bill Withers Live at the BBC 1973, performing

Lonely Town, Loneley Street from Still Bill (1972).

Happy Father's Day!

Father's Day ferociyawp! thee Headcoats, I'm Hurting. 

Plex with Dex

Dexter Gordon melds mellow mood most marvelous.

Sportin' a leopard print vest over turtleneck ensemble that is très fresh.

This is a man, through and through, and true to the blue. 

Capital (It Fails Us Now)

GANG OF FOUR

To Hell With Poverty

 2011 broke the census record for the number of Americans living below the poverty line.  46.2 million people and the numbers are rising fast.  By the way that means under $22,314 for a family of four.  Making more than that?  You aint poor.  Not to worry, Democrats are encouraging "entrepreneurship" and Republicans want tax cuts for "job creators."  The b-side of the To Hell With Poverty Single was Capital (It Fails Us Now).  For most Americans the b-side title is a statement of truth clearer than the crystal in this Greenwich mansion.  

 



Capital (It Fails Us Now)

The moment I was born I opened my eyes
I reached out for my credit card
I know I never did my own suit
Capital it fails us now come and let us seize the time x2
On the first day of my life I opened my eyes
Guess where with superstars surrounded by luxury-eagers
I need a prison I need a hot fire
No credit no goods
Come on back I say
They say we’re bankrupt
Capital it fails us now come and let us seize the time x2
Capital it fails us now…
Oh no! I left it in my other suit!
One day all will be living on credit
Bankrupt
I’m still in credit—just
One day all men are living on credit…

GANG OF FOUR

Why Can't We Be Friends?

Most of us can be friends, most of us know how to love one another, and most of us need to stick together and dig in against those who don't. The time for rallying around the corporate Democrats as they further accomodate the fascist Republicans is over and done.   Build something new. Begin by declaring the primacy of brotherhood and love.  Two words these political hacks don't dare invoke for fear they might insight democracy, forever ignorant of the fact that their endless duplicity is the true agitator.



Poison Ivy League

Elvis declares class war on the rah-rah boys. 

"So loaded with cash, they give me a rash."

Jokerman

"Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame
Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks
Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Only a matter of time 'til the night comes stepping in."



I Don't Know Why

Written by Stevie Wonder for his 1968 For Once in My Life album, it also served as the B-side for the My Cherie Amour single.  I Don't Know Why was covered by both The Rolling Stones and The Jackson 5.  All three versions give me chills. 



Michael!

 



The Rolling Stones were recording I Don't Know Why when they learned that Brian Jones died.  Jagger's intense, emotionally raw delivery still stuns. 

Stakes Is High

The many ways to keep it real.

Too Much

Grease it Out by Juni & Too Much.

1971 Japanese rockers from Kobe.  This is nasty.  First entry in the International Nasty Rock Rock-Off.  Please submit entries for consideration.  This just popped up on my device that plays uploaded mp3's in a randomized order and I immediately knew the song qualified as an entry in this most hallowed competition.

Psychic...Powerless...Another Man's Sac

Alex Halpern directed film/video for the Butthole Surfers' Cherub.

I first witnessed the travelling sanitarium at New Brunswick, NJ's Court Tavern in 1986 and haven't been the same since.  The Buttholes were the most bugged-out, bad trip to ever grace a stage.  The outer limits of lycergic illness.  A quality Halpern manages to capture in this hilarious short.  The closeup shots of milk-moistened Kaboom cereal are far more horrifying than anything Slayer could ever conjur up.   

Queasy and Uneasy

Squirrel Bait

Sun God from the first Squirrel Bait EP.  Another fine example of 1980's indie label underground.  I first heard the track on a cassette version of Homestead Records Wailing Ultimate Compilation.  Other memorable comp tracks were Dinosaur Jr.'s Repulsion and Naked Raygun's I Remember.  I did manage to see Squirrel Bait on a multi-band bill at Trenton's City Gardens.  Squirrel Bait, Volcano Suns, Dag Nasty (a no show, skinheads were very unhappy), Agent Orange, and the Descendents.