Tuesday, February 8, 2022

1001 Albums: #39 - Charles Mingus - The Black Saint and the Sinner Lady

Charles Mingus - The Black Saint and the Sinner Lady
Impulse!, 1963


Welcome to the latest installment of "Jazz is None of My Business," I'm your host, Ian, a sheltered indie rock kid who approaches these wild jazz records with a real sense of awe and wonder but zero context. The write-up in the book has a great opening line: "Start with the liner notes, which were penned by Charles Mingus' psychologist, and it is clear that this is no typical modern jazz album." I threw this on at top volume while cooking dinner and subsequently doing the dishes to avoid a particularly scream-happy pair of children and simply replaced one cacophony for another (though Mingus' had a bit more order to the 3 and 7 year old arguing over which Netflix show to watch...). This is my first real run through the jazz greats outside of Coltrane, and while it is entirely out of my comfort zone as a music listener, I get pumped every time I see Mingus or Monk or Miles pop up in the book. 


Saturday, January 1, 2022

My Favorite Albums of 2021

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In the intervening years since my college radio station days, I've done my best to keep up with new music despite the fact that my listening habits get more and more insular. This year, the dam finally broke and most of the new stuff I listened too was just to fill out the discographies of bands I already love. That is, when I wasn't with my wife and daughters, in which case we listened to a ton of Taylor Swift, Billie Eilish, Kacey Musgraves, and Lorde (which, sure it's part Stockholm Syndrome, but I'm old enough to quit lying to myself about the forlorn concept of "guilty pleasures" and that stuff needs representation here. Well, that and I wouldn't be able to cobble together a Top 10 Albums list without it). 

10. Kacey Musgraves - star-crossed 
I was a late comer to Golden Hour, but the year after it was released I can't think of an album we listened to more as a family on car trips. It felt like it was always playing, and mercifully that's one of those albums you can't really play out. Like its predecessor, Musgraves' Blood on the Tracks has too many B-sides on the album proper but the songs that work ("Justified," "Camera Roll," "Good Wife," "Breadwinner") are outstanding. It never quite hits the highs of Golden Hour but there is an unrefined rawness to this album that you don't really get from the album art and promotional material. There are flaws, sure, but this feels like an artist making an album they had to make as quickly as possible to capture the moment, and I can get behind that.

9. Billie Eilish - Happier Than Ever
This one is way too overstuffed but I appreciate that Billie and Finneas skyrocketed to success and rather than turning into the fame skid and making a soulless pop record dug further into the off-kilter pop that made them their nut. It's a good sign, and the way the title track breaks down and shifts gears and explodes into teenage anger and resentment is one of my favorite things I heard all year.  

8. Guided by Voices - It's Not Them. It Couldn't Be Them. It is Them!
When GBV reunited in 2010, well, that feeling of elation is something I've only ever felt at the birth of my children, marrying my sweetheart, and winning fantasy football championships. Jenny and I drove up to Minneapolis to see them at First Avenue on that reunion tour (I still have the Classic Lineup in the Coca-Cola font T-Shirt from that show, two (let's face it, three) sizes too small now, but I keep it around because I want to be buried in it). Their first reunion album--2012's Let's Go Eat the Factory--felt like wish-fulfillment at first, but as the years wore on and GBV released more albums than they did in their original run, it started to feel like GBV had just morphed into Bob Pollard's solo stuff. Which, to be fair, I love in spurts, but there's just way too much of it for me to keep up with (see: the fact that I had to pad my year end list with mainstream pop records). That said, the second GBV release from 2021 feels like a proper GBV record, and while I'm still gonna spend more time listening to Alien Lanes and the like, it's nice to know Bobby P can still bust out the good weirdness when he wants to. 

7. Laura Stevenson - Laura Stevenson
I feel like this one should be higher, I just didn't spend enough time with it. Used to be I had the jump on any album coming from one of my favorite artists, but now I have to stumble upon them. Stevenson's songwriting just gets more and more intense as her career rolls on and I won't be surprised if this one slots in high on my Best of the Decade list with a few dozen more listens. 

6. The Mountain Goats - Dark in Here
At the beginning of each year I start a Google Doc for this list. I usually start a sub-list of albums I'm looking forward to just so they don't fall of my radar. I also make a 10-1 list in descending order and pop "The Mountain Goats" in at #5 whether or not John Darnielle has announced a new record or not. If they've got one, it's going to end up on the list. Sometimes at the top--as was the case with 2015's Beat the Champ--but usually in the middle somewhere. Always a solid role player. Dark in Here is another one of those. A few incredible tunes to pop into my Best of the Mountain Goats playlist ("The Slow Parts of Death Metal Albums," "Mobile," "Dark in Here," "Arguing With the Ghost of Peter Laughner About His Coney Island Baby Review") and generally just fine listening. 

5. Matthew Milia - Keego Harbor
As Frontier Ruckus' thematically broaden from the 90s upbringing opus Eternity of Dimming (still one of my favorite records of all time), frontman Matthew Milia's solo records are digging deeper into the that nostalgia that is on my precise wavelength (i.e. The longing for the smell of a Blockbuster Video on a Friday night, or whatever). 

4. Courtney Barnett - Things Take Time, Take Time
While I didn't love Barnett's collaboration with Kurt Vile--2017's Lotta Sea Lice--his influence has clearly rubbed off on her and while the general consensus on this record has been ho-hum, I love it. Especially when it's at its most exhausted, like the standout single "Rae Street," in which Barnett sits in pandemic-induced isolation staring out her window and commenting on the mundane happenings down on the street. Feels like 2021 in a nutshell. 

3. The Hold Steady - Open Door Policy
After spending the 2010s moving away from the bar band aesthetic that made them their nut, it finally feels like the Hold Steady are getting back to basics. That's not to say they're reverting to the brashness of Separation Sunday, but it feels like they're growing. Open Door Policy feels like a new phase of the Hold Steady that incorporates everything they've done up til now, aided especially by Craig Finn's growth as a songwriter on his solo albums, each one better than the last. Things still occasionally get druggy and desperate, but things don't get as ugly as they used to for THS characters. In my favorite song on the album--"Heavy Covenant"--a weary traveler details the etiquette for scoring drugs on a business trip ("I palmed him almost 40 bucks/Then I asked about the other stuff"). Despite the shady business, there's almost something...sweet about the whole thing. A lonely person making a connection in our disconnected world. That's a key theme for The Hold Steady at this juncture in their career, and I'm here for it.  

2. Low - HEY WHAT
In an effort to hear more albums from 2021 in the 11th hour, I made a sprawling Spotify playlist full of songs from albums I missed. The process involves me putting the thing on shuffle whenever I can and seeing what grabs me. The first song that came up was "Days Like These" and it stopped me in my tracks. I've been a Low fan since college, but haven't been keeping up on their evolution since 2007's Drums and Guns (still one of my all time favorites). I knew things got weird, incorporating more electronic, drone, and experimental elements, but the thing that makes Low Low is still at the beating heart of their music. The window dressing is different--and in the case of HEY WHAT, fascinating and infinitely compelling--but the through line is as clear as ever. There's something hymnal about this record that makes every track feel like a little rapture. 

1. Bo Burnham - Inside
I always thought Bo Burnham was a hack. I didn't get his brand of musical comedy. The shtick just wasn't my thing. But then I listened to one of his episodes of Pete Holmes' "You Made it Weird" podcast and was like, "Oh." And I saw his directorial debut Eighth Grade and was like, "OH!" And then I saw his turn as the pseudo love interest in Promising Young Woman where he's pitch perfectly cast as the "Nice Guy (who is actually not so nice)" and was like, "Oh, I love this guy." So I was primed for Inside. And yet I was not primed for it to takeover my headspace in 2021. There are going to be college classes about "Pandemic Art" in 20 years, and Inside will be on the syllabus. This "comedy special" is just Burnham locked in his guest house with a bunch of instruments and film equipment. The initial impression is that he's going to create something out of nothing. It's going to be a movie about The Process. There are funny bits up front: a song about the stereotypical Instagram accounts of white women, the struggles of sexting, Jeff Bezos, etc. But when Burnham's character has a full on meltdown halfway through it casts the whole performance in a new light. What started as a comedy special has morphed into a dissection of art, comedy, and reckoning with one's career. It captures the hopeless exhaustion of living in lockdown and being forced to do that aforementioned reckoning. Wondering if the random shit he is throwing together in this room is any good and soldiering on regardless. The end result is a neurotic movie musical whose soundtrack I listened to ad nauseum because it made me feel better about everything. The songs are catchy as hell and frequently hilarious, but you get to the stripped down acoustic number "That Funny Feeling" with its gentle depiction of our current apocalypse and it's just like, goddamn. Ya got me. 

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Tuesday, May 25, 2021

1001 Albums: #38 - Sam Cooke - Live at the Harlem Square Club


Sam Cooke - Live at the Harlem Square Club
RCA, 1963



Man alive. I was always a Sam Cooke fan, but hearing him here at his rawest, putting it all out there on stage, well that's something special. The overall vibe of this thing is just awesome. It puts you right in the heart of Miami's Harlem Square Club. The recording isn't crisp, but Cooke's charisma cuts through the quality like a razor. The version of "Bring it on Home to Me" with an extended lead in and its shaggy delivery absolutely blew my mind. That's one of my favorite songs of all time, and hearing him sell it here is absolute magic. There's a reason the best of I have on vinyl is on the untouchable list when I cull. It feels like a cheat that this album--which was released 22 years after the fact in 1985--is slotted in at 1963, but it captures the period so well it's hard to argue. That Cooke was killed a year later at the age of 33 makes this album, which is brimming with life, so absolutely vital.

Monday, May 24, 2021

1001 Albums: #37 - Phil Spector - A Christmas Gift for You

Phil Spector - A Christmas Gift for You 
Philles, 1963

Welcome to our first installment of "Albums You Should Remove From This List and Put a Guided by Voices Album in its Place." Did you know there is only ONE GBV record in this so-called 1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die? Only Alien Lanes made the cut, and while I'm sure you could argue that Bee Thousand and Alien Lanes achieve a similar "Peak GBV-Ness," you gotta be joking me when you've got Phil Spector's Christmas Album and Limp Bizkit's Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavored Water on your list. Is this one of the greatest Christmas albums of all time despite the taint of Phil Spector being a psychopathic murderer? Yes, absolutely. Should you have a Christmas album on this list though? Hell no. This album has about a month and a half of utility, otherwise you should be listening to the Crystals and the Ronettes discography proper.

Seriously, CHOCOLATE STARFISH AND THE HOT DOG FLAVORED WATER made the cut. I totally get trying to capture the zeitgeist of a given year, but CHOCOLATE STARFISH AND THE HOT DOG FLAVORED WATER?! At least go for Significant Other. The thing is, you don't need to hear that album before you die. You can go your whole life without ever hearing Limp Bizkit and be totally fine. No audiophiles will give you any crap for not being a Chocolate Starfish head. The indignity. Jesus. Anyway, this is a great Christmas record. Phil Spector was a lifelong sociopath, and it is tragic that he was always on a collision course with murder, but you can't really deny his work as a producer. This is Christmas Magic by way of foreboding terror knowing what you know in hindsight, and it is only amplified by the Spector narrated "Silent Night." But I mean, it's got Darlene Love's "Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)" so what're you gonna do?

Friday, May 21, 2021

1001 Albums: #36 - Bob Dylan - The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan - The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan
Columbia, 1963



I'm going through my Beatles phase now, but I went through my Dylan phase maybe ten years ago. I picked up this Rough Guide to Bob Dylan from the clearance section of Half Price Books and proceeded to spend the next six months working through his discography and acquiring his albums on vinyl as they came across the buy counter. My copy of Freewheelin' however is a super nice 180 Gram reissue and I vividly remember ordering it after listening to it all the way through for the first time during my Bob Dylan Year. "Don't Think Twice, It's All Right" was the first ringtone I bought when buying ringtones was a thing, and it remained my ringtone for at least two full years even though that song makes for a terrible ringtone. It's hard to think of a more perfect kiss-off song. In these latter days I've been listening to the back half of the album more. It's more of its time than the A-Side, but "Talking World War III Blues" is one that feels as potent now as it ever did. 

1001 Albums: #35 - The Beatles - With the Beatles

The Beatles - With the Beatles
Parlophone, 1963


I'm currently going through my Beatles phase. The Beatles have been ever-present in my life forever, like anyone else who grew up listening to Oldies, but until this year the only albums of theirs I had listened to all the way through were Rubber Soul and Sgt. Pepper. It was purely a greatest hits kind of fandom. It has been a lot of fun working through their discography, mostly because it's incredible how much they evolved over the course of a single decade. The group's second album is half covers, and the only Beatles classic in the tracklist is "All My Loving." You could make an argument for "Don't Bother Me" if George is your favorite Beatle, so I'll make the argument for "Don't Bother Me" (that Scorsese doc about him is currently on HBO Max and it's excellent). Also, the Lennon/Harrison duet of Smokey Robinson's "You Really Got a Hold on Me" is fantastic. Also, when I was a kid my siblings and I were at the bowling alley with my dad eating corn dogs and my dad instructed me to play "Roll Over Beethoven" on the jukebox in at our little diner booth and my finger slipped and I accidentally played "Heart of Glass" by Blondie and that is my earliest memory of shame. 

1001 Albums: #34 - Ray Price - Night Life

Ray Price - Night Life
Koch, 1962



I don't know if you're going to find a weirder Track 1 that "Introduction and Theme" in which Ray Price gives a rambling introduction to the album over the title track. But once the album gets going in earnest, man, that title track is a perfect capsule of country and western misery. I'm almost surprised David Lynch hasn't used it to soundtrack some sort of weird depravity. And look, it was written by Willie Nelson. That explains a lot. The book explains that Price and Nelson had a falling out when, "Nelson shot one of Price's roosters." Makes sense. 

1001 Albums: #33 - Stan Getz & Charlie Byrd - Jazz Samba

Stan Getz & Charlie Byrd - Jazz Samba
Verve, 1962


It's hard to think of a genre more dated than bossa nova, but you can't deny the technical proficiency at play here. It's the platonic ideal of white man's appropriation. I personally don't care for this but it wouldn't be out of place at, say, a throwback cocktail party where everyone dresses like characters from Mad Men. In that circumstance it's required listening. 

1001 Albums: #32 - Booker T & the M.G.s - Green Onions

Booker T & the M.G.s - Green Onions
Stax, 1962

It says a lot about the magic of music that one of the most ubiquitous songs of the 20th century--"Green Onions"--was essentially a jam recorded while the band was waiting for the session to start. Pull up Booker T. Jones' IMDB page and do a search for "Green Onions" and watch the whole page fill up with yellow highlights. I vividly remember it from The Sandlot, but you probably know it from something else. Either way that Hammond Organ line is one of the most instantly recognizable pieces of music on earth, even if no one knows who's playing it. The rest of the songs are alright, but feel more like something to be played between innings at a baseball game than anything else (Save for "Behave Yourself," "Lonely Avenue," and the ones with the pep removed from their step). "Green Onions" though, "Green Onions" is still magic. 

Friday, May 7, 2021

1001 Albums: #31 - Ray Charles - Modern Sounds in Country and Western Music

Ray Charles - Modern Sounds in Country and Western Music
ABC-Paramount, 1962


Ray Charles doing country classics. It's as weird as it sounds, and while it's a bit overproduced (and overstuffed) for my taste, but if you had to record definitive versions of Hank Williams classics, well, you could do a hell of a lot worse than Ray Charles. This one is at its best when the weepy strings are out of sight.