Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Dirt Behind the Daydream


GANG OF FOUR-Entertainment!(2005 CD)
Don't remember what exactly happened between the Gang of Four and me, but I hadn't listened to the band in something like ten years or so before picking this up a couple of weekends ago (confessions of a record-collecting loser)...rediscovering that "Ether," "I Found That Essence Rare," "At Home He's a Tourist" and "Anthrax" sound as brutal and uncompromising as ever might be the highlight of my year to date, a huge irony given my current issues with prominent basslines, didactic lyrics, and Brits with bad haircuts...of course, all Andy Gill's yammering about the "anti-solo" aside, it certainly helps that this featured one of the most bracing guitar assaults of the '70s set to songs that were artisanally crafted for maximum confrontation value (in other words, you now know why a 2005 reissue of a 1979 LP might end up topping a certain "Best of 2008" list several months/years down the road).

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Cat Power


CAT POWER-The Greatest(2006 CD)
I need an indy Joni Mitchell like I need a hole in the head, but I've been pleasantly surprised at how well The Greatest has stood up to repeated listens over the past few months...while big-time yawners "Willie" and "Where Is My Love" are twin black holes that'll suck 10 minutes out of your life that you'll never get back, the best stuff here ("The Greatest," "Love & Communication") reminds me of a woozier Blonde on Blonde or Exile on Main Street for its ability to immerse you in a universe of its own creation (not that this really sounds like either of those, by the way)...Memphis country soul w/strings might not be the most exciting genre ever, but there's a slew of songs on here that attest to how seductive it can be in the right hands/mitts/paws. A very solid effort despite the praise it has received from some questionable quarters.
(http://www.matadorrecords.com/)




CAT POWER, "The Greatest" (TV version)

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Stephen Calt Interview (1997), Pt. 2


RTB: Yeah. Yeah, it does. I think one of the curious things, you know, not having gone through the '60s revival and obviously not having been around a lot earlier, is that the image you have of musicians today in a lot of cases is different from what you read about the violence of the juke joint culture. And even in the jazz world, you know, Louis Armstrong's life growing up and how there were like shootings at clubs and things like that all the time.

Calt: Oh, yeah. Yeah.

RTB: And you kind of take those things as a little bit of mythology, but then....

Calt: Oh, no, no, no.

RTB: You kind of think it until you read a book like yours, and you get a little deeper into it and see that it wasn't all built up.

Calt: Oh, no, I don't think any of it was built up.

RTB: Yeah. Well, what do you make of the music starting in such violent conditions or violent circles? Does it just have a lot to do with the Jim Crow thing where there were no options, so that was just another release?

Calt: Um, yeah, that would be a part of it. I think a main part of it was that there was no approval of secular culture. I mean, everything that was respectable in black society back then came out of the Baptist church and the Methodist church basically. The Holiness church. There was no tolerance of anything else. And so if you were to be a Skip James type, you know, you were a consort of Satan and so forth and so on. And so only certain types of people would be willing to go into that. I think it would attract sordid people basically. You know, it would have to.

RTB: You talked at one point about bluesmen of that time maybe only going into the field, so to speak, if he had "a preexisting inner distortion" I think is how you put it, that would make him indifferent to what other people thought about him doing that.

Calt: Absolutely, sure.

RTB: Was the thing about "devil's music" that literal a belief at that time?

Calt: Absolutely. They were fundamentalists--I mean, that was their whole culture. The only book that most people knew about was really the Bible. Which includes Skip James. Bukka White, for example, said that people would actually tell him, like, "If you're playing the guitar, this means you're going to the devil" and so forth. And they believed it. Because there was no real secular schooling that these people were given. And they did not have the intellectual background, you know, where you could say, "Now, wait a minute, this is just one point of view." Which somebody like a Muddy Waters who would move up to Chicago, he didn't think that. But a Skip James type couldn't, really.

RTB: OK. We'll shift gears a little bit here. One of the things that strikes me in listening to Skip James or even some of the early other acoustic bluesmen is that it's hard to picture music that's that introspective in so many ways as being like the centerpiece for dances and rowdy parties.

Calt: Well, Skip James' music wasn't. I think I point out in the book that he only did a few real dance tunes.

RTB: And he was more a solo, uh....

Calt: Like a street player.

RTB: Like a street player, yeah.

Calt: I should mention this just in passing, this is a big gripe I have with people who write blues books and sort of pawn themselves off as authorities. They seem to make no effort to sort out the difference between dance music and non-dance music in assessing old blues records. And they'll routinely describe almost any blues as, well, "This is a swinging dance song" or something like that. Nine-tenths of the time, there's no basis at all for that sort of observation. I mean, you have to look at each song. There's some songs that are dance songs and there's some that weren't, and there's some blues players who played strictly dance music and there's some who didn't play any dance music. And they were in completely different environments. Like this juke joint environment you're speaking of that was so violent, that's just sort of a dance hall environment. I think it behooves people who write about the subject of blues to try to carefully draw these distinctions between those players, and I tried to do that in the James book. As I just said, he had very few out-and-out dance songs.

RTB: Would you say he did more of that type of thing, as uncommon as it was, with the piano as opposed to the guitar?

Calt: You mean dance tunes?

RTB: Yeah.

Calt: No, I don't think so at all because only one of his piano pieces is really--actually, two of 'em could be construed as dance tunes--but he had, his most elaborate pieces, the "22-20"s and so forth, had nothing at all to do with dance music. The impression that I got was when he was playing with Henry Stuckey, he would be playing out at dance parties, and that was par for the course. If you would play one of those places, just for the sake of volume you'd have a couple of players. You wouldn't really be a soloist. Does this help clarify the question?

RTB: Yeah, it does.

Calt: Yeah, but you're right, though. Skip James' music is not party music at all. It just isn't.

RTB: Even with a lot of the other, you know, pre-electric bluesmen, though, on a lot of the songs for me, living in the age we live in now, it's hard to picture it as dance music without really thinking about it quite a bit.

Calt: Well, like who?

RTB: Uh, well, even like with Robert Johnson, you got the waslking basslines....

Calt: Well, Robert Johnson has very little dance music in his repertoire. That's another person. See, I mean, that's a typical example of where people who write about blues, they just sort of assume something is so. He's got about three dance tunes in his, you know, whatever they were, twenty-nine sides. There's very little dance music there.

RTB: OK, so you think that's one of the big, like, myths then? That they were all dance musicians as opposed to some of them being....

Calt: Well, I think it's a result of the fact that you get people writing about blues who don't really either know or care what the hell they're talking about. I think it's somewhat outrageous. If you listen, for example, to Charlie Patton, almost all of his tunes are dance tunes. You've heard Charlie Patton?

RTB: Yeah, I have one of the double albums.

Calt: OK. He's a very strong dance musician, but you're gonna hear it in the person's voice.

RTB: Him being a shouter?

Calt: Well, there'll be an accenting pattern. And also in volume, although there are a couple of guys who do reflect a dance beat without having an enormous amount of volume. Like a Georgia Tom Dorsey will do it, and Willie Walker is another one. But yes, if there's a premium on volume, yeah, you'll certainly get that, it's almost like the James Brown ambience. But you'll get an accenting pattern that'll be right during the singing.

RTB: OK. Yeah, my familiarity with blues across the board isn't as great as I would like it to be--I have my favorites, but I haven't done that much research, if you will, into those types of issues, which is one of the reasons I wanted to talk to you so much.

Calt: I only did it 'cause I'm working on these books, so it sort of behooves me to sit down and try to figure it out. "What is so and so doing here, and why is he doing this?" You know, it's not really a normal thing to do. It's just a blues song in that way.

RTB: Well, it certainly makes for more interesting reading than, like you said, some of the other things that have been on the market.

Calt: Well, yeah, I mean, you just can't assume things. You have to sit down and try to figure out what is this person actually doing. Anyway.

RTB: OK. H.C. Speir, [in a] kind of related comment, you quoted as saying that he thought of blues as "a panhandling gimmick for alcoholoics."

Calt: Yeah.

RTB: How common do you think that view was from so-called, you know, "normal citizens"? Especially the white people of the time. Did they look on the nomadic bluesmen as that extreme a case? In your mind?

Calt: Well, it depends where they would be. In Mississippi, of course, in the Delta, a lot of planters hired blacks to play at their dances. Like the Chatmon brothers and so forth. And so, they wouldn't have that sort of view. And a fellow like Speir, see, he was a scout, and more often than not apparently blues singers of the '20s were found while playing on the streets. Which is probably a reflection of the fact that the scout types like Speir would be out in the daytime and they would be in towns where they would see these people, or also in cities. You know, the average white person back then wouldn't have any contact at all with the blues player because of the Jim Crow situation. And I guess if you would happen to see one, it would likely be on a street or something like that. Speir had enough contact with these fellows to know that they were, for the most part, alcoholics. Which is true. I can hardly think of a blues singer who was not an alcoholic. A Blind Lemon Jefferson they say did not drink a lot. But....

RTB: More the exception than the rule?

Calt: Oh, absolutely. I really think that the reason for that was this whole view that playing blues was such a sinful activity. I think they decided to numb themselves into doing it to some extent. Like somebody like Son House--if you met Son House, he was like a hapless wino basically. And, you know, he had to get drunk even to sing. Otherwise, he wouldn't even bother. I mean, he would just sit there.

[To be continued...]

Monday, January 21, 2008

Stephen Calt Interview (1997)



[This, the first in a multi-part interview with author Stephen Calt, originally appeared in RTB #12 in December 2000 in an extremely-limited edition.]

Stephen Calt is one of the major figures in blues history circles, a highly-regarded writer/researcher who has penned countless articles, sets of liner notes and books on the blues. After reading his enormously entertaining and provocative Skip James biography (1994's I'd Rather Be the Devil: Skip James + the Blues, published by Da Capo Press) a few years back, I wrote a letter to the guy hoping to arrange an interview that I didn't really expect to see happen.

To my surprise, Calt kindly and rather generously took part in a 75-minute "chat" that revealed no traces of anti-fanzine prejudice or "blues authority" ego on his part. Although much of his work is informed by the groundbreaking primary source fieldwork he did with James and other surviving bluesmen in the '60s, Calt came across to me as a down-to-earth type happy to hash things out with a fellow fan. The conversation that follows took place on August 31, 1997 via a California-to-New York phone call.

RTB: I'd Rather Be the Devil came out 25 years after Skip James' death. Why the long wait in writing it?

Stephen Calt: Hmm, that's a good question. In fact, somebody accused me of harboring some enormous grudge against James in a literary publication. It was saying this book was written in a spirit of hatred and everything, and I felt, well, that's pretty ridiculous since I did wait for that period before I would write something.

RTB: Uh-huh.

Calt: Actually, I didn't really have any ambition to write much about the subject of blues at all at that point. You know, first of all, when James died in '69, I was quite close to him.

RTB: Right.

Calt: And I didn't have an objective or detached outlook on him that would really translate into a full-scale book. You know, for one thing. In that period, I was sort of a blues fan and researcher who was tring to find out information about all sorts of singers. This led to my work with Gayle Wardlow, and we did a book on Charlie Patton. And after doing that, I didn't really have any ambitions to write a book on blues. But a friend of mine named Pete Whelan, who's a record collector who had been on the blues scene in the early '60s, is the founder of a magazine called 78 Quarterly, and he was looking for articles. This is what, I guess, probably in the late 1980s or something, I'm not sure. I sort of dredged through a lot of the material I had, and I came up with some stuff on James. It was just gonna be a running series of installments. Then I got in touch with Yuval Taylor, who was then in charge of the publisher who eventually did the James book--he was very interested in us doing a book on James. So in part, it was a response to other people's interest. Because in certain ways, it was kind of an unpleasant book for me to write because I had to relive a lot of things I would just as soon have forgotten. Although it turned out to be very gratifying in some sense 'cause I was able to come to terms with a lot of things I'd almost sort of got put out of my mind over a period of years. Because he was a contradictory character. I mean, he was someone I had admired a lot as a musician and in some respects as a person as a teenager. And then when I get a little older and my values get either more conservative or more sane or something, I saw him in a different light. So I had sort of like an intellectual view of him and then I had a more like a sentimental one, which were in conflict. And it wouldn't have made writing a book on him something that I would willingly want to sit down and do, particularly. If you can understand that.

RTB: Oh, definitely. One of the follow-up questions I had for you was, I wouldn't consider it a hatchet job at all, it was quite fair, I think, in almost any way you want to look at it, but he definitely did have his dark sides. So I was just wondering if you had, you know, any sort of conflicting emotions about being so honest and unflinching in the writing about him. But obviously, you've answered that [laughs].

Calt: Well, I think it behooves anybody who writes anything to be honest. I think people should be honest, anyway, in ordinary life. I mean, it didn't strike me as some feat to be honest in some way. If you can't be honest, you shouldn't be a writer. Because what are you doing? You're, like, misleading people. The trick is to be honest with yourself, and I guess one of the reasons that it took me a long time to write it was that I wasn't at the point where I could just sit down and think the whole thing through. Because one aspect that I didn't really write into the book 'cause I didn't think it was terribly pertinent was my own involvement with him [laughs]. In making statements about James, I don't know if you would be aware of this, but anything negative I would say about him would in some sense have to be a reflection on me because I was a friend of his.

RTB: Yeah, I remember reading, I think the comment you wrote is that you and he had sort of a "perverse chemistry" at that time.

Calt: Yeah, that was actually true, yeah. And I guess that I had to outgrow that completely before I could sit down and look at it. It's not just a question of being honest, it's also you have a responsibility to be objective or to try to be objective. You can't just write about someone in terms of your own feelings and so forth. Unless there's some reason that they're so important that you should foist them on other people.... If I could just add something here, one shortcoming I think of this book--you know, you said you wouldn't call it a hatchet job, but let's say it did possibly in your mind emphasize a lot of negative things about him. After that came out, I thought that it had failed in one respect in that I might have gone further towards trying to explain him in some sense as a victim of the social system which he lived in. 'Cause if you had met him, you would certainly come away with the impression that he was an extremely intelligent person. And there was no outlet at all for his abilities under Jim Crow. You know, black people in that period, down south you were either gonna be a sharecropper or a preacher or a bootlegger or something. They just had no....

RTB: No options?

Calt: Yeah. It was a very warped system, and it's gonna warp people under it. I think it was a failing of the book that I didn't stress that enough.

RTB: Uh, I would say you're being a little bit hard on yourself. I mean, I think the book was a lot deeper--or had more facets--than almost any other music book I've ever read. So I give you credit for that.

Calt: Oh, thank you.

RTB: That's one of the reasons it shook me up. It wasn't just like, "Well, this happened and this happened," and, you know, give you some things to think about. I don't want to say "deep," but it was striking on a lot of levels, emotionally and intellectually.

Calt: Yeah, well, he was a striking person. I mean, I don't think I could've written that book about, you know, Son House or some other blues person. Anyway.

RTB: One of the comments that was striking to me was that you said that a reason that blues is sort of popular nowadays is that "its living ethnic representatives have little in common with" the Skip James-era people. And that if, you know, the Skip Jameses and Robert Johnsons and Charlie Pattons of the '20s and '30s would come to life, it'd be devastating to blues in its current guise. I'm paraphrasing. You talk about a warped value system, but how, I guess, rampant was that type of atmosphere for the old-time blues singers?

Calt: I don't quite follow your question.

RTB: How different, I would say, would you put the people of Skip James' era compared to the blues singers of say the '60s or the '70s or '80s?

Calt: Such as whom?

RTB: Uh, well, let's say Muddy Waters in his later years or somebody like maybe R.L. Burnside today. Is the atmosphere that totally different?

Calt: Well, OK, first of all, a guy like R.L. Burnside is a little bit the way James was back in the '60s. I mean, you know, he's an old man. He's sort of a burned-out case, who's like a relic. And that quote that you're referring to is I'm talking about these people when they made their great records that established them as great blues artists. They were the age of modern rappers, let's say. And so they were not just people who would be, like, ferried to some concert.

RTB: [Laughs.]

Calt: It's completely different. That would be true of anybody. That's just a question of age. Another thing that I had pointed out, I think in the preface, was that most of the surviving concert acts in the blues field in the '60s were people who had never earned a living playing blues. They were typically farmers or something, who had just played part-time. Most of the professional blues singers had died; you know, there were very few left. And there was an enormous difference between playing blues when you're really a sharecropper and doing it as a way of life. The farmer blues player types, of whom there were quite a number--there was like a John Hurt; Sam Chatmon would be a good example--were pretty wholesome people. And this was not true of your Jameses, Johnsons and Pattons. I don't know, does that help to answer your question?

Last Friday's Inbox

Schooley and all that

Hey,
Loved your blog on John and MAM.

You might like what we're trying to do. Last year we had 18 bands including John play a one day event. This year we're having 43 bands and film festival. Schooley returns as well.
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This is a labor of love. We're asking everyone we know to write or blog or let the world know what we're up to.

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Chris Johnson
Deep Blues Festival

Friday, January 18, 2008

Don't Look at Me When I'm Looking at You


In my haste to post that T-Model Ford "virtual interview" last week, I forgot to mention anything specific about the Revelators' fantastic debut effort other than how I acquired the thing off John Schooley in the first place. To make up for the oversight, here's my review of the CD, We Told You Not to Cross Us..., that appeared in RTB #14 back in January 2002. Also, anyone wanting to find out more about the guy's post-Revelators outfits, the Hard Feelings and John Schooley and His One-Man Band, should check out his website here.

what rocknroll is all about
THE COME-ONS-"Whatcha Got?" b/w "Needle in a Haystack"(2000 7")
Lame-o Motor City garage/soul/pop I got suckered into buying on account of some vague ex-Dirtbombs association or other. I suppose that some of you might see this as an attempt to move into the Detroit Cobras' sphere of influence musically, but somehow I doubt that Rachel Nagy's gonna be losing any sleep over the "competition." A really poor effort from a band that has the credentials (and neighbors) to know and do better. (Sympathy for the Record Industry/4450 California Place #303/Long Beach, CA 90807)
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THE REVELATORS-We Told You Not to Cross Us...(1997 CD)
I picked this up off of Revelators guitarist John Schooley on a night in '97 when he was filling in for "Blonde Satan" Kenny Brown in R.L. Burnside's touring band, and I'm pleased to report that that piece of personal record-collecting trivia will give you absolutely no idea what to expect from this monster...super-crude punchout punk from a now-defunct Missouri threesome that might've given as well as they got on all those mid-to-late '90s Euro Oblivians bills (no small feat)..."You've No Mind," "Don't Look at Me While I'm Looking at You" and a growling version of Link Wray's "Hillbilly Wolf" will pretty much overpower your Discman, industrial strength canings that rock with a certifiable Sin Alley-like swagger. A real corker. (Crypt Records/3 Reading Ave./Frenchtown, NJ 08825)
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MR. AIRPLANE MAN-Red Lite(2001 CD)
I don't know what you chowderheads will make of this, but it kills me to think that one of the most Memphis- and Mississippi-sounding records of the year could come from a band that practically owns the Cambridge/Somerville corridor...while a significant amount of V.U.-damage should disabuse the notion that MAM are nothing but one-trick two-piece blues ponies, even the numbest of numbskulls will have to admit that they have a rare, Fat Possum-like talent for conjuring up a heady, almost trance-inducing groove..."Jessie Mae Hemphill meets the Stooges" would be an easy and not altogether inaccurate summation given the "Black Cat Bone" and "I Wanna Be Your Dog" covers that continue to fuck with my head, but however you choose to describe it, rest assured that this is one album Margaret and Tara will never have to be embarrassed about hearing sandwiched in between '68 Comeback and T-Model Ford platters. (Sympathy for the Record Industry/4450 California Place #303/Long Beach, CA 90807)

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

No Shoes, No Shirt, No Dice

While manhandling the rabbit ears for reception on this here internet thingie the other night, I accidentally stumbled across this dusty slice of 1996 punk rock 'n' roll rauncheroo/celluloid genius from Columbus, Ohio's mighty New Bomb Turks. Anybody who ever took in a NBT show would prob. readily admit that they were one of the finest live bands of their generation, but even those of you who missed 'em can still get a sense of how, unlike current Buckeyes gridiron squads, they'd regularly wipe their cleats on the competition night in and night motherfucking out. Not bad for a bunch of ex-English majors, eh?


NEW BOMB TURKS-"Hammerless Nail" (1996)