Monday, April 20, 2009

Something Special In Bird Land!

Originally posted 4/1/03


April Fools!

Just a little ditty to send you on your way. My vote for one of the best single of the ‘90s. Infectious pop, hip hop, blues and jazz. US3, from their first album. The song was pretty ubiquitous at the time. Probably familiar to many of you. Hard not to tap the foot and do a little chair dancing to this one.

Have a good evening!



A Cameo In The Rushes

Originally posted 3/25/03


Based on the movie question that has been circulating in email I thought I’d continue the theme in the Tuesday Tune. This week, we have a song from ’91… from another artist who’s promising career was brought to a screeching halt by Nirvana, Pearl Jam and the grunge "alternative rock" movement that exploded in ’92.

Born Wesley Harding Stace, John Wesley Harding is a Brit folk rock artist with some serious shoes to fill. (One guess where his name comes from.) For the movie theme part of this deal I chose Wes, as he’s called by people other than me, because he certainly had a penchant for movie themed references. His first album was It Happened One Night… his second was Here Comes The Groom… and his third, from which I’m selecting today’s song, was The Name Above The Title. (Three more guesses as to the link between all these.)

While Name isn’t the greatest album in the world it really hooked me at the time, and it was the soundtrack for the summer of that year. Today’s selection is a little too obvious for this theme, but hey... "The Movie Of Your Life."



Thursday, April 2, 2009

I Won't Stop And Falter

Originally posted 3/18/03


Because "A" was bugging me, I'm sending out another Tuesday Tune. This one comes from a Saturday night shopping spree at 01. Having recently worked on some "Album Cover" quizzes (had to name band and album title from just the cover) I realized that I was missing some classic 80's discs that I otherwise had only on vinyl or tape.

I picked up Kate Bush's Sensual World as well as the Psychedelic Furs, Talk, Talk, Talk. From the 90's, I picked up Blur's Modern Life Is Rubbish.

The king of the picks was from '85, though. The heyday of synth pop, by a true master. I bought Howard Jones', Dream Into Action. This is a classic piece album from the days of "Instruments? Who needs instruments? I've got a Casio!"

Actually, I really like this stuff in a nostalgic, "Wasn't this cool!" kind of way. Jones had two great albums, this and Human's Lib and he was a dynamite "one man show" live performer. He proved that a good enough musician could make synth pop work outside the studio.

Anyway, seeing as the following song was written during the height of the Reagan/Thatcher years, I feel it's appropriate once again as we hit the new lows of the Bush/Blair years (though I think Blair should be commended for tempering our cowboy president's gung ho actions as much as possible.) Anyway... as the saying goes, "Things Can Only Get Better."



Warm When You Need It

Originally posted 2/11/03


An actual Tuesday Tune... on Tuesday! What a novel idea.

Anyway... having just returned from South Beach to find Michigan even colder than when I left... I thought I'd try to warm things up with some Latin style jazz.

This song is from Roy Hargrove's Crisol, a US/Cuban band formed in Havana in 1996. Hargrove was originally known for his "hard bop" jazz style and this album was his first foray to stretch him. There is a beautiful asymmetry to the Afro Cuban rhythms that keeps the ear interested, while never losing the anticipated structure that makes music pleasurable. Personally, I just love the strong use of trombone... deep but energetic.

Enjoy... "Afrodisia" by Roy Hargrove's Crisol... off of Habana.



A Hand That Points At Me

Originally posted 1/31/2003


Here is a song I always played on late night drives in all encompassing solitude. With the windows down and the warm air surrounding me... on a straight open road, with nothing but stars and speed... this song was (is) transcendent. G's description of his most memorable trip very much reminded me of those days.

Peter Murphy... "Time Has Got Nothing To Do With It"... Love Hysteria... 1988 (the greatest year for music... EVER... IMO)



Mark Trail Rides Again!

Originally posted 1/23/03


This week's 'Tune was delayed due to the need to for prerecording at the Pasadena Old Folks Home For Annoying Radio Personalities.

"Hello everybody. This is Casey Casum. I'm glad you could join us on Casey's Countdo... er... the Tuesday Tune? What the hell is a Tuesday Tune? What? Speak Up! Wha...?

---- silence ------

"Well, we're back. This is Casey, and thanks for sticking with us. This week we have a special Long Distance Dedication.

A young woman from the Lost Forest writes:"
Dear Casey,
The last few days have been difficult for me. In our normally idyllic lives, jealousy and anger can still rise up, and I've seen, first hand, how fragile love can be. I am a married woman, you see. My husband, Tom, is a strong and capable provider... but I don't love him. It isn't easy for me to admit... but recent events have shown me just how suddenly the wheel of life can turn. I must follow the dictates of my heart. I sit here in tears, separated from my true love, a soft and gentle being, the complete opposite of Tom... my Sweetie Pie. He isn't that far away... only a few acres and a wire pen separate us... but it seems like an infinite expanse. Still, I want him to know how much I care... and Rusty has promised to set the old Victrola in the yard for him to listen to. Please Casey... if you could find it in your heart... I'd love for you to play our song for us. I want Sweetie to know that I'm thinking of him.

Yours in pink,
Judy


"Well Judy... this Long Distance Dedication is for you, and your terrible love triangle tragedy. I hope you're listening, Sweetie Pie... or should I say... Maurice?"



I Beg To Differ...

Originally posted 1/17/2003


Ok... busy, busy week... but I have a moment and thought I'd send this out. Having had a number of suggestions for possible "tunes" I'm taking them in order.

A.S. once said she would like to hear anything by David Gray. As his White Ladder album became so ubiquitous as to need no further dissemination, I thought I'd wait for his new work. Unfortunately, having listened to A New Day At Midnight I was saddened to find it... well... blah. Nothing original, music serviceable at best... lyrics rather tired. In the words of Kevin Kline's Otto "DISAPPOINTED!"

So I went back in time, instead. From 1996's release Sell,Sell,Sell I picked my favorite song. This was prior to any big breakthrough by Gray, being before he toured with and was promoted by Dave Matthews. It is a touch harder and edgier than the work that made him famous, but I really like this album and this song.

This is the title track. Enjoy.