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323: “Your Mother Was My Teacher” by Mike Dillon’s Go-Go Jungle

Your mother was my vibraphone.She looked me in the eye and she said…

…My arms are super hairy.

…I had an internship in college slicing rat brains into thin layers like at Arby’s.

…I’ll throw oranges at you if pay me enough.

…No, I can’t poop at work!

…I only date guys who have had face tattoos removed.

…”Your Mother Was My Teacher” by Mike Dillon’s Go-Go Jungle, is from Battery Milk (2007). The band is centered around frontman/vibraphonist Mike Dillon. The song is a colorful documentation of a simple, precipitous conversation.

Enjoy.

Song: Your Mother Was My Teacher
Artist: Mike Dillon’s Go-Go Jungle
Album: Battery Milk
Label: Hyena Records
Buy from: Amazon | iTunes
Listen: MOG | Rdio | Spotify | YouTube (Live)

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322: “Your Lady, She’s Shady” by JJ Grey & Mofro

it's pointing left.I was 27 years old and poppin and lockin down the frozen desserts aisle of a central Florida grocery store when I first became self-aware. Up until that point I had been living in some type of sleep state. I can still remember my past like a dream, but it hardly seems like my own life.

I’ve retained all the knowledge and skills I acquired in my dream past, and my wife says I have changed very little from the person I was when I was not self-aware… that I was always a weirdo. But I know the difference.

The biggest change is that when I’m poppin, lockin, or whatever, it’s like I’m standing in between two parallel mirrors and the poppin, lockin, or whatever is outlined by a receding infinity that powerfully hints at the recursive iteration machine that keeps moving this self forward in endless destruction and rebirth.

In fact, maybe it wasn’t this me that was in that grocery store in the first place. Maybe it was someone else, until they popped and locked just right, at which point this self, the one who is now aware, was zapped into this body and took over its historical data. And might another self take over later, perhaps whilst I am buttering my chest? Would my wife even notice?

Regardless, I have found solace in a deep awareness of the beauty of music, which seems to enable recursive iteration for the power of good. JJ Grey & Mofro have been with “me” since before my awakening, and their sauce is worthy of standing in front of a mirror to watch yourself lick off a spoon. Their brand new one just dropped, This River (2013), and I’m amazed at these guys’ ability to bring it strong and consistent through the years. Like nothing’s changed but the spoon. They’re on tour now!

Enjoy the lead track, “Your Lady, She’s Shady,” as the righteous swamp rock excites your inner awareness and your booty muscles all at once. Pop and lock if you must.

Song: Your Lady, She’s Shady
Artist: JJ Grey & Mofro
Album: This River
Label: Alligator Records
Buy from: Amazon | iTunes
Listen: MOG | Rdio | Spotify
Watch: YouTube (Live, Exit/In, Nashville, 4/13/13)

313: “I’ll Be Around” by Yo La Tengo

Yo La Tengo is not a sand dune.A movie premise: a young boy can see farts. His dedicated mentor, played by a computer-generated Walter Matthau, helps the boy along the strange paths life takes in a world where farts are visible. And as the boy discovers his true passion, handmade dutch oven pottery, he also comes to realize that his mentor had himself been a fart all along, an amalgam of gases, animated by some unknown power, to help guide him toward the potter’s wheel and True Happiness.

Epilogue: the boy has grown into an old man, stooped over his workbench, considering the twists and turns of his life. He watches a kid crop dust his pottery studio, grins, and looks toward the sky, where a translucent Matthau hovers, silent but benevolent.

~

That’s a wicked introduction for “I’ll Be Around” by Yo La Tengo, from their brand new album Fade (2013). Enjoy!

Song: I’ll Be Around
ArtistYo La Tengo
Album: Fade
LabelMATADOR
Buy fromAmazon | iTunes
ListenMOG | Spotify
Watch: on Late Night With Jimmy Fallon

312: “I’ve Got A Feeling” by The Beatles

And John Lennon's children's Bar Mitvah's were OFF THE HOOK!“I’ve Got A Feeling” from Let It Be (1970) is not one of The Beatles‘ most popular classics… but if this song were a pair of socks, they would be electric and slightly wet.

Maybe you’re wondering what happened to The Beatles since Yoko Ono gave them all HIV. I have an update, from sources close to the Fab Quartet:

  • Paul McCartney is down to just the one leg now, but makes do with a lot of money from a big divorce.
  • John Lennon died from choking on John Bonham’s vomit in 1998.
  • John Paul Jones married Eric Clapton’s fiancee, and they raise alpaca in New Mexico.
  • Ringo Starr tours the world playing with world-class musicians in huge venues.

The British tabloids won’t even touch this stuff, because the Queen said she would decapitate any member of the British press that reports anything about The Beatles because Paul is the only one who will ever really “get” her and she can’t stand to see his face unless it’s coming toward her for a sloppy, molar-licking kiss. And when Her Majesty is angered, it’s like Yoda-style spinning vectors and slashes, and something you don’t want to see coming your direction at all. So coverage of post-breakup Beatles is pretty limited on the British newsstands. The public is obviously starved for the facts.

The Queen also practices the Ray Lewis dance in front of her mirror at night, as part of her posturing for the press.

Okay, I’m stopping. Just enjoy.

Song: I’ve Got A Feeling
Artist: The Beatles
Album: Let It Be
Label: Apple Records (original)
Buy from: Amazon | iTunes
Watch: YouTube

310: “Voice Of The Lobster” by Clothesline Revival

The shirts say California.There is a pond, under a sliver of moon, with croaking frogs in numbers verging on the fantastic lining its edges. The sound is profoundly noisy. But the pond (inwardly) smiles. For the pond sits in delightful anticipation of a disturbance in the night, perhaps a swooping owl or ambling possum, to shut off the cacophony in an instant and send all the frogs jumping into itself. The pond relishes this experience each and every time.

Clothesline Revival (Conrad Praetzel along with Robert Powell and others) splash together in synchrony primarily in and around Santa Rosa, CA. “Voice of the Lobster” is on They Came From Somewhere (2010), and it sounds more like swamp music than Californey music.

The pond is not enthusiastic about cows, by the way. It is all too keenly aware that it is indeed partially composed of the beasts’ fluids. The pond has not lived an unexamined life. It deals with the nuanced psychology of pond life in stoic, gravitational surrender. Rippling when there’s cause, but mostly listening and watching, trying to match and readjust its own inner account of Reality against the stream of experiential data it collects on its existential transit.

Lobsters and stars and frogs and rain. Music.

Enjoy.

Song: Voice of the Lobster
Artist: Clothesline Revival
Album: They Came From Somewhere
Label: Paleo Music
Buy from: Amazon | iTunes
Listen: MOG | Spotify
Watch: YouTube

304: “Tutwiler” by Rick Holmstrom

Feelin' groovy!Sometimes I like to roll words around in my mouth. Words like…

Adjudicate. Glockenspiel. Belly button. Chutzpah. Pupu platter. Homunculus. Burrrrrito. Herpes. Ofeibea Quist-Arcton. Swizzlesticks. Konnichiwa. (You can keep going on your own…)

Gnome sane, homes?

Words are fun and useful. “Words” sits alongside “Music” in the Pro’s column of my Being Alive Pro’s & Con’s T-chart, which I will publish on my gravestone. ‘Ell oh ‘ell.

~

Roll this song around in your head. It’s from Rick Holmstrom, a straight ahead blues guitar man with a name that rolls off only the most well-exercised American tongue. The song is “Tutwiler” from Late in the Night (2007).

Rick also has a brand new album, Cruel Sunrise (2012), that is very good (includes his old friend and co-worker Mavis Staples on a few tracks). But I was just totally getting down in the car the other day, slapping my steering wheel and nodding my head like a durn fool, while listening to this tune and felt a deep, strong desire, in the most existential reaches of my jiggling gut, to share this song with you, alongside a ridiculous arrangement of words.

Thank-you, and enjoy.

Song: Tutwiler
Artist: Rick Holmstrom
Album: Late In The Night
Label: M.C. Records
Buy from: Amazon | iTunes
Listen: MOG | Spotify
Watch: YouTube

301: “Lost In The Light” by Bahamas

Handsome is as handsome does.This one is gorgeous. And sad.

Nothing beautiful is perfect.

Bahamas is the moniker of Afie Jurvanen, a Canadian singer-songwriter, and his latest album is Barchords (2012). It contains some marvelously cracked jewels like “Lost in the Light.” And the picture to the right does not capture the illustrative depth of character and emotion rendered by Afie in the aforementioned tune. I just thought the moustache was 110% black angus solid beef-out style and ought to be shared.

In the same spirit, here is a beautiful and nearly perfect poem, from Braided Creek by Jim Harrison and Ted Kooser (Copper Canyon Press, 2003):

Straining on the toilet
we learn how
the lightning bug feels.

Don’t strain too hard. Just relax, and enjoy the light.

Song: Lost In The Light
Artist: Bahamas
Album: Barchords
Label: Brushfire Records/Universal
Buy from: Amazon | iTunes
Listen: MOG | Spotify
Watch: YouTube