tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62876977138438824712024-03-12T20:57:05.492-07:00WHO WANTS LOVE WITHOUT THE LOOKSvinyl record reviewsWho Wants Love Without The Lookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17749615467095849941noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6287697713843882471.post-17691281653353801262014-12-15T08:56:00.001-07:002014-12-15T08:56:30.502-07:00Skylar Gudasz - Car Song 7inch <div dir="ltr">
Skylar Gudasz's 7inch single for her original track "Car Song," backed with a dynamic performance of Big Star's "Dream Lover" is definitely our favorite 7inch of 2014. I'll never forget being in School Kids Records in Raleigh NC with my friend Eric Swedlund, oo'ing and ah'ing over the simplistic beauty of the cover artwork. He grabbed a copy of the record just because of its excellent documentation of great North Carolina musicianship; as a reminder of his visit to our wonderfully talented state.</div>
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Rich, deep red ink - one color - laid upon a stark white cardboard jacket; proper with spine and all. Impressive for a 7inch, especially in that it includes an insert for liner notes. This release was quite possibly an expensive project for Daniel 13 Records to manufacture, but well worth the scratch, considering the heavy hitters Gudasz invites to join her on these tracks: Mitch Easter, Chris Stamey, and Josh Moore, just to name a few.</div>
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William Schaff's iconic monotone illustration of two cockatiel parakeets calls to you immediately. If you buy this 7inch in a record store, be sure to wash your hands when you get home; I promise you everyone that walked by Gudasz's record picked it up to admire Schaff's work a bit closer - it is stunning. The delicate, yet deliberately unadulterated cover art truly compliments Gudasz's own musical delivery to perfection.</div>
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And as much as I am a sucker for colored vinyl and I did anticipate pulling out a beautiful opaque red vinyl for this release, I was so happy to see that Skylar Gudasz and Daniel 13 Records held their restraint and pressed these tracks on black wax; staying true to the refined packaging. With credits printed on the side-a label, and our parakeets reappearing on side-b, the design overall simply could not be more sublime.</div>
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Who Wants Love Without The Lookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17749615467095849941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6287697713843882471.post-22713591655140817442014-09-21T08:54:00.001-07:002014-09-21T11:07:11.198-07:00Glass Hits - Better Never Than Late<p dir="ltr">Okay, there are a few ways I can go with this one; immediately noting the fact that I honestly did not think I was going to like this record, at least within the first few seconds. But that's the humorist version of this post; perhaps the more interesting one to begin with. Ultimately, and to be clear, I applaud this album, especially after taking in side-b and having the intensely arresting track "Crawl" blast out my speakers. </p><p dir="ltr">To set the stage: it's early Sunday morning, and I don't often stay up late. However, last night was an exception to the rule, putting me in a position of only having a few hours of sleep; I'm by default an early riser, regardless of how raging the party was. I am stumbling about the house, my cat is clawing at my feet, demanding a bit of 'kitty-time,' and I have yet to determine if I am even awake. She always likes to play fetch at the brink of dawn with her fake mouse toys; a game we call "mouse" (that she responds to). As I often like / try to do during my hours of solitude, I reach for the 'review pile' of vinyl and look to take in some new tunes to discuss with all of you. Chuck Coffey from Snappy Little Numbers has had a very impressive 7inch catalog to date with his record label, and I have been meaning to dive into a few of his full length 12inch albums that he has released; what better time than today.<br></p>
<p dir="ltr">Glass Hits' <i>Better Never Than Late </i>ends up being my selection. As I hold the traditional black vinyl record in hand, I prepare the turntable for a 12inch LP. What happens next, meaning what comes out of my speakers, is very likely not what Glass Hits or Snappy Little Numbers had intended for us to hear... <i>but it is an experience that </i><i>I</i><i> </i><i>strongly</i><i> recommend you allow yourself! </i><i> </i>Crude, deathly, conquering, massively impressive - <i>Better </i><i>Never</i><i> Than</i><i> Late </i>played at 33-1/3 rpms is its own dark creation, perhaps a subconscious expression for Glass Hits, but certainly not what they set forth to capture in the studio (yet one<i> completely </i>worth exploring - just not first thing on a Sunday morning).</p>
<p dir="ltr">I was shaking my head (now awake), thinking, <i>"Oh no. I really like Chuck, and his label, and what he's doing. I was really hoping to share some more good news about one of his records, but man... what am I going to do with this?"</i> As my blurry eyes began to gain focus, I thankfully caught wind of the "45 RPM" noted on the rotating center label. At this exact moment, our cat, Kickflip, furiously ripped through our living room, as if she was frustratingly calling me an <i>idiot</i> for not having noticed the rotational directions given for this record; funny how cats are often more aware of our own human reality than we are. </p>
<p dir="ltr">"You're the Icing on a Cake That Never Should've Been Made in the First Place" takes off accurately, opening <i>Better Never Than Late</i>, and now I understand where we should have been: this is a quintessential punk rock record. I don't often listen to (or like for that matter) punk rock music (perhaps I should clarify: newer modern day punk rock, or what a lot of people call punk rock). For me, punk rock is Dischord Records, Alternative Tentacles, and SST Records (circa 80's and 90's). Being that punk rock is more of a state of mind, less of a music genre, punk rock is going to be different for everyone, and that is okay / that's the beauty of it. So on this crisp, early Fall Sunday morning, Glass Hits are my punk rock.</p>
<p dir="ltr">One of my favorite harder / heavier albums is The Crownhate Ruin's <i>Until the Eagle Grins </i>(Dischord Records 1996). It has always been an album I use to measure other like minded records against. I'll never forgot buying it; I was a fan of Dischord Records at the time, in general, but did not really buy a lot of their stuff. The cover art is solely what attracted me to even pick up The Crownhate Ruin. It's a beautiful weathered navy blue rough cardboard jacket, delicately screen printed with silver ink. The liner notes are elegantly similar, only with a blood red canvas. I bought the album on the spot without ever listening to it. The design always reminded me of the romantic nature of The Rachael's undeniably unparalleled release, "Music for Egon Schiele;" both albums of which inspired me to create this blog.</p>
<p dir="ltr">I immediately fell in love with The Crownhate Ruin. It did not matter how much indie pop or shoegaze I was getting into at the time (it's was the 90's); the energy, the passion, the perfection - it was all too gripping, never to let go (and <i>still hasn't). </i><span style="font-family: sans-serif;">Now, for the second time in life, I am getting that same feeling again about an expression I often don't understand. </span><i> Better Never Than Late </i>is a punk rock album that too will stand the test of time; it defies all trends - an honest manifesto. Sonically, it is an absolute A++; flawless and precise. </p>
<p dir="ltr">The liner notes and center labels are my favorite part of the overall packaging. The refined clarity equals the voice of Glass Hits. And I appreciate their common sense to include lyrics. I've always felt that if a band has so much emotionally drive behind their message, let's here it (read it) then. Thanks, Glass Hits. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I am just so happy my turntable plays at both 33-1/3 and 45 rpm speeds.</p>
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As the needle drops into and finds the grooves of the wax, a fuzzy guitar lead opens <b>Deathfix</b>'s first track, "Better Than Bad," and takes off, followed by the beat as the first rift completes. Immediately, you are digging through your record collection, somewhere between the "B" or "C" section, hunting down a copy of either Big Star's (the original) or Cheap Trick's (a cover; theme song for <i>That 70's Show</i>) version of "In the Street." (Damn it! I don't have either one; that would have been an excellent song to follow <b>Deathfix</b> in a DJ set.)</div>
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Their self-titled album continues on a stupendous rock 'n' roll journey, sticking to their guns of excellence, but not particularly with one pattern. <b>Deathfix</b>'s free will keeps it alive for the duration of a very respectful seven song album. Yes, kids of the digital age, a proper album, such as this, should only be seven to eight solid tracks that actually say something; cut the crap and save the others for b-sides to your 7inches.</div>
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Handsomely designed, the jacket boasts with a silky gloss finish that is either telling me to caress this shit out of it (perhaps due to the erotic <i>heart</i> for an "a" and "x" used to dot the "i" in the hot <b>Deathfix</b> logo - yes, this is a Dischord Records release, people - on the front cover), or it is begging me to lick-lick-lick it, from top to bottom, side to side, edge to edge (all the heck over), 'cause it's like freaking candy. Candy, I tell you; candy. (Pause; I'm hungry now, and I think I need to take a cold shower.)</div>
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I'll tell you, glossy finishes can either make or break a cover (for me). When they are done right, as <b>Deathfix</b> and Dischord did with this release, damn... it can bring a man to tears. But don't get all glossy-happy on us now, record label people; make sure you've got a good photograph and/or design that calls for it. Christopher Green really did a bang-up job with such a simple photograph of what looks to be either the band's practice space, recording studio, or the scene from a DIY show (taken by lead singer and guitarist, Brendan Canty, I am guessing), and utilizing the dreamy <b>Deathfix</b> logo, designed by Linas Garsys. I love how the photograph/design fades to black as it wraps around the spine onto the back panel, giving just a subtle hint of your proximity to the Red Light District.</div>
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The sleek black theme is extended inside to the inner sleeve. Silhouettes of<b> </b><b>Deathfix</b> on one side, and well placed credits and lyrics on the other; this is the kind of (anthem) music you would want to sing along to, so study up, boys. The only thing I can't quite figure out is why did the vinyl record come in its own white paper sleeve, while the liner notes are printed on a proper cardboard inner sleeve; meaning you could put the record inside the sleeve that the liner notes were printed on, and save yourself from including the white paper sleeve. The only thing I can guess would be perhaps they wanted to give the buyer the option; maybe some vinyl purists feel the cardboard inner sleeve could be damaging to the record itself, and they prefer to use the white paper sleeves. Possibly there was an added cost from the manufacturer due to liner notes arriving after the vinyl was pressed and put into paper sleeves. I don't know, but I swear this is becoming a (welcomed?) trend.</div>
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Who Wants Love Without The Lookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17749615467095849941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6287697713843882471.post-457507250695981032014-09-13T09:20:00.001-07:002014-09-13T10:06:28.583-07:00Soccer Mom (self-titled)<div dir="ltr">
I love the speed at which Soccer Mom attacks their music, as well as the tonality and grit they use to pronounce each note; danceably dissonant. Their songs easily forgive the past two decades, and thankfully there are plenty of us still flying that flag (staring down at our shoes).</div>
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The packaging for Soccer Mom's self-titled album is pure and simple, and at home in its format. The cover art is all typography, toying with the opacity of blue, yellow, and red to introduce themselves. Song titles and 100m Record's logo are all that's necessary on the back; seemlessly continuing the starch white backdrop of the jacket. It would not be hard to imagine the words "Thrill Jockey Records" (in spirit of all things Sam Prekop) replacing the 100m Records logo (no disrespect meant by that; an honest admirable compliment) for this modernly designed release.</div>
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Soccer Mom makes great use of the larger format on their latest vinyl record, featuring three wonderful photographs in full color from Tom Bellotti, including one of the band themselves. With great consideration for this accompanying art form, Soccer Mom keeps the photographs free and clear of all distractions, gently placing their credits to one side of the insert (black and white ink, of course, to pinch a penny where you can / when you can; why not?). </div>
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Who Wants Love Without The Lookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17749615467095849941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6287697713843882471.post-43635090720549909892014-09-12T18:46:00.001-07:002014-09-13T10:06:34.715-07:00Kid Icarus + Cold Coffee Split 12inch<p dir="ltr">I don't believe I own many split 12inch releases. I mean, I have a few, but they are pretty rare. I think we can all agree, the split 7inch is more of the norm when it comes to shared releases. However, the split 12inch really gives you more bang for your buck. I've always been very fond of a good solid EP release. EPs have a short runtime by nature, and often force an artist to cut out the fat (all of the fat) from what would have made a mediocre full length (LP) album. The fact that the manufacturing costs of an EP are relatively equal to that of a LP, which translates to the retail price being not much less, keeps EPs from being produced as often as they probably should. A split 12inch record allows two artists the same opportunity to shine within the limitations of an EP, and provides the buyer with double the fun at what most likely is a more than fair price.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Summersteps Records delivers a solid indie-cred split 12inch with Kid Icarus and Cold Coffee. The music between the two bands does compliment each other; perhaps the common thread, Nathaniel Kane, who plays "phantom keys" for Kid Icarus and is the singer, guitarist, and keyboardist for Cold Coffee (I'm guessing this is his main gig), lends to those comparable tones. Not to mentiom, Nathaniel Kane engineered and produced the Kid Icarus tracks, while he mixed Cold Coffee's. I simply love the fact that his name is spelled "Nathaniel" everywhere except as a band member for Kid Icarus, where he is referred to as "Nate."</p>
<p dir="ltr">The digitized hounds tooth -slash- checkerboard monotone (white) cover art is what first caught my attention (as it should). Wait, that's a lie; it was actually my curiosity of the color of the jacket. I think it is black. I'm pretty sure it is black. But as strange as it may sound, every time I hold the jacket, it appears to be the deepest of dark, navy blues. Oceanianic; from the most distant abyss. A blue so blue; virgin to sunlight. I've compared it numerous times to other records with black jackets, and I tell you what... this blue jacket is definitely black, yet still so blue. (I actually think it is the amount of white ink from the hounds tooth pattern that hosts the humorous trickery to the eye.)</p>
<p dir="ltr">That all being said, what also makes me confirm this record's blackness is the fact that there is no printing on the spine. I know I've mentioned before how blank solid black record jackets can be purchased, and prove to be an economically choice canvas for young bands doing whatever it takes to get their music out on vinyl. These blank jackets are often used by bands to silkscreen their artwork on by hand, rather than mass production, giving them a more custom aesthetic, and saving a few bucks in the process. A well noted result of handprinted jackets is a spine without anything on it, simply because it is so hard to print on the spine once the jacket has been assembled. The split 12inch for Kid Icarus and Cold Coffee might not have printing on the spine, however the craftsmanship on the front and back is flawless enough to make me question even my own inner Sherlock Holmes.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Nonetheless, the stamp-like typography on the center labels delivers my second clue with trying to solve this home-ec-mystery. The name of each band is the only text printed on the label of each respective side of the vinyl record. On Cold Coffee's side, there is what appears to be an ink splotch that would likely have been caused by some leaking ink or mishandling by its home based creator. You see, if a band or label is going through the trouble to handprint jackets to save money, it would make sense that they order their vinyl records with basic white labels (no manufactured printing), or have the blank labels sent to them prior to being glued to the records, so that they could also handprint the center labels as well. Genius! And my gut is telling me that this is the case with Kid Icarus and Cold Coffee. </p>
<p dir="ltr">The obscurity of all this makes the Kid Icarus and Cold Coffee split 12inch a go-to record for when I'm wanting to intrigue friends within my abode. The youthful position of the music keeps me going back for more. </p>
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<p dir="ltr">The vinyl release comes with a CD, not a MP3 download. I remember my first experience with this; getting a CD with a vinyl I purchased. It was the summer of 2000 in Cambridge, MA (I had just returned from an amazing honeymoon with my wife), and Shellac had just released <i>1000 Hurts</i>. Inside they included a CD copy of their album. It was brilliant, and before MP3 downloads. Nowadays, when an artist like <b>MRENC</b> puts their CD inside the vinyl, it demonstrates their position on this whole digital movement; basically saying they ain't planning no games when it comes to their music. Giving you the CD is giving you the music itself (like the vinyl), not a cheap-ass digital photocopy. I've got all respect for bands like <b>MRENC</b> for including CDs with their wax. Plus, the CD jacket plays the role of the liner notes for the vinyl; a practical solution.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Added props go out to <b style="font-family: sans-serif;">MRENC </b>for their packaging. Those of you following this here little blog site are probably catching on to the fact that 1) I love black and white artwork, and 2) I love it when bands cheat the system and design an exquisite package on a dime. To the naked eye, one would not know that the latter was the case with <b>MRENC</b>. However, those in the industry may recall that jacket manufacturers offer solid black finished jackets at a discounted price. If a band or label is capable of designing simplistic, yet pro, artwork / imagery that can be hand silkscreened upon these ready-to-go jackets, without looking like it was hand silkscreened, or (possibly / debatably) worse <i>feeling</i> like it was hand silkscreened, then they just might be able to pull off an economicly sound design like <b>MRENC</b> was able to do with <i>All Around </i><i>Surround</i>. Job well done Mr. Eric N. Collins (<b>MRENC</b>).</p>
<p dir="ltr">Hand numbered on the "Atlantic Side" center label in a silver ink. Housed in a polypropylene bag. Released by one of the hardest working indie labels this side of the Mississippi, New Granada Records. A lot of thought went into this vinyl record, and it shows. </p>
<p dir="ltr"><b>MRENC</b> remind me of The Walkmen, somewhere between the vocal and drums and guitar work, but not all at once. There is an aggressive punch at times like Les Savy Fav, and sexy (yup, that's a first), seductive lure that brings me back to why I liked that band Plexi (just saw their album somewhere on vinyl; should have picked it up); I think that is the Florida 90's goth vibe I'm picking up (and loving; love me some old school Florida goth).</p>
<p dir="ltr">Fuck it. This is a damn good album. Buy it. There were only 300 made.</p>
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Their traditionally punk 7inch v-fold jacket was the second thing to catch my attention. The unmistakeable waxy film from a black and white photocopy machine is always so pleasing to the touch. It's the sort of thing I will buy a record for. It shares the level of commitment a band has toward getting their record out: at all costs. And in most cases, possibly a direction to keep costs down; but in the end, a demonstration of pure character. <b>Beached Out</b> and <b>The Reference Desk</b> used a standard pastel yellow photocopier paper, 11"x17" in size for print, and then cut-to-bleed to keep it cool; purposely designed with images that run well. (I think I have an Ariel Pink 7inch of the same mind set.) Simple, classic sans-serif fonts; clean layout, with just the facts required. They get a 10/10 for design.</div>
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I'm dying to find out if the vinyl itself was pressed with Rainbo Records in Canoga Park, California (bands: feel free to email directly to let me know). I've always been a fan of their product, and this 7inch is in line with Rainbo's standards. The opaque lemon chiffon yellow vinyl is naturally heavy in weight, and holds well. Centered with a red / black contrasting label, the 7inch immediately becomes a through-back to the Chapel Hill NC college music scene, circa 1990.</div>
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The final note-worthy feature (perhaps a lesson for others, so take note): the respect <b>Beached Out</b> and <b>The Reference Desk</b> give to each other and their <i>single </i>release. Perhaps this is their point of having a title. While I do understand when two bands release a "split" release why they often think to give each other their own side of the packaging, making it appears as if there is a unique cover for each band, I don't think those bands understand that if I am digging for vinyl, there is now less of a chance that I am going to buy their record if I am only exposed to one of the two bands. </div>
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When you have a split release, you are either doubling yours odds to attract a new listener, or you are actually cutting them in half. If you promote both bands on the cover and make it look like a <i>shared</i> release, like <b>Beached Out </b>and <b>The Reference Desk</b> did, the customer may be interested in either band, and in a sense... doubling the chances of the customer picking up the record. However, if only <b>Beached Out</b> were on the cover, and I happen to not know the band or like the design they gave their side, I am not going to pick it up. And if I would have actually known or was interested in <b>The Reference Desk</b>, whom would have been on the other side that I <i>never saw</i> as I was flipping through hundreds of vinyl, then both bands would have missed out on me buying their record; cutting the odds in half and making it harder to sell their split release.</div>
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Who Wants Love Without The Lookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17749615467095849941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6287697713843882471.post-67397176180524621212014-05-11T08:20:00.001-07:002014-05-11T09:37:20.292-07:00Black Bug - Reflecting the LightTowards the end of the 2000's first decade, I stumbled across a Silk Flowers album in the used record bin at Zia Records in Arizona. I remember being surprised to find the PPM Records release, especially <i>used</i>, and picked it up, simply intrigued by the rarity of this find; I had never heard of the band before. The music had me at the first dissonant goth chord, loving the "Bela Lugosi's Dead" meets <i>Switched-On Bach</i> current approach. This was my first encounter to what seemed to be a new <i>wave</i> of music that was pulling from some of my favorite past times.<div><br></div><div>Upon opening HoZac Records' mailer and witnessing Black Bug's cover art for <i>Reflecting the Light</i>, a band I was also unfamiliar with, I could smell the freshness of this new synthesized, yet punk approach, to darkness, simply from the artwork. The opening track, "You Scream," delivered with perfection. I was immediately transported back to The Milk Bar; a references that works on two levels. Anyone growing up in Jacksonville, FL, knows I am referring to Goth Nights at the underground downtown club, The Milk Bar. For anyone else, the <i>A Clockwork Orange </i>reference generates the same aesthetic.</div><div><br></div><div>The digital collage begins with a healthy centerpiece that is <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">our own moon, supported by a horizon of fog and evergreens with the watchful eye of mountains above, tangled in a web of computerized red angular outlines. The afternoon sky above, <i>reflecting the light</i>, is warm like the desert, in contrast to coolness of the morning below. The cover art is the only image necessary for this album.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">There was no text on the front telling me what I was in for, yet this artwork spoke so clearly. It is the kind of album cover that I know would have compelled me to buy immediately while cratedigging, and would have withstood all process of elimination phases</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> if funding had to drive such a decision. Black Bug's </span><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Reflecting the Light</i><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> wins on all levels, and that's before their future-like music evens fills the room.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I recently read a book about Joy Division, claiming they never intended to attract a gothic following, and certainly did not take a goth approach with their songwriting. I believe this, and I believe it is the same for bands like Black Bug. Hell, no one actually said to me that this <i>was</i> goth. I think in fact I am the one proudly using that term here; that is the impression I get, just like so many Joy Division fans did years before.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Call it what you want; it is good / bad ass / loaded with attitude / loaded with synths / overdriven to perfection / current / right / infectious / horrifying. It's Black Bug.</span></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ3HBzYhjuH2BSLXrlH7n5BpfdrTErpk4pRcECQBUOcdQ-hYC67FwyDnBvs8ThA6Dl1XXDQC-Elyhw06Vwhg-eQ_mZYUhxliZmelkJHsFWzh9VQ4PB7g7HlD2YeStJ2mEGq-ezRllDAXk/s640/blogger-image--418947707.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ3HBzYhjuH2BSLXrlH7n5BpfdrTErpk4pRcECQBUOcdQ-hYC67FwyDnBvs8ThA6Dl1XXDQC-Elyhw06Vwhg-eQ_mZYUhxliZmelkJHsFWzh9VQ4PB7g7HlD2YeStJ2mEGq-ezRllDAXk/s640/blogger-image--418947707.jpg"></a></div>Who Wants Love Without The Lookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17749615467095849941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6287697713843882471.post-13652244265369180052014-04-05T14:59:00.001-07:002014-04-05T16:15:08.144-07:00The Young Evils - Foreign Spells 12inch EPI've been dying to write a review for this 12inch EP titled <i>Foreign Spells</i> from The Young Evils ever since I've been dancing in front of my speakers (a la Einstein A Go-Go style; kicking the foot back and all) at full volume over one year ago when it first graced my turntable. This quartet from Seattle, WA simply nailed it with their four song EP, brought to you by Fin Records. Their sharp-shooting approach with such a stellar release reminds me of the EPs Ride used to put out between their full lengths; packing a punch and never tiring.<div><br></div><div>"Darker Blue Bayou" takes off with a great clap-beat, supported by an assured groove. Troy Nelson and Mackenzie Mercer play back and forth with vocal leads. The rhythm drives deep into the bayou down I-10, never looking back.</div><div><br></div><div>I remember hearing "Dead Animals" for the first time; the second track to side-a. Mackenzie plus a muted power-pop guitar begin the song. Truthfully, my first impression was, "Oh no, it was too good to be true. They over delivered on the first song, and now it's downhill from here." But to my great and welcomed surprise, just about sixteen seconds into the track, The Young Evils brought me back to my imaginary dance floor, head swinging back and forth (wishing I had hair), and singing along to the lyrics (yes, upon first listen). Turning the volume up louder and louder, rift by rift, I simply could not get enough of The Young Evils' persistence; and we were only two-tracks into this inaugural listening.</div><div><br></div><div>Take a breathe, walk over to the turntable, and flip this beautiful wax to continue an amazing indie pop discovery. "The Devil's Barricade" finds Troy, with his hushed Jesus & Mary Chain -like vocals, taking the first step with another boy/girl tag-team approach to the vocals; I think this what I am beginning to like more and more about The Young Evils (it's keeps things interesting, and moving along). There is a familiarity with their music, much like The Rosebuds, leading you to believe you already know what's coming, yet creating a yearning for more.</div><div><br></div><div>Just as I am beginning to adore The Young Evils grittier comparison to UK indie poppers, The School, "Touch Tone Lovers" takes a sharp right hand turn onto 'Bad Ass Lane.' Do yourself a favor and go turn up the volume even louder than you had it before for this one; the drums feel so good, especially when The Young Evils drop out the bass for that break, leaving the guitars dangling out the window. Mackenzie's voice slides into a more chill, shoegaze-like vocal style, while the music, traditional to Rock n' Roll in many senses, really stands out on its own; presenting you with the truest of sounds for The Young Evils (and I love it). </div><div><br></div><div>Fin Records does not cut back in any way for this four song release. True to their form, the clear vinyl is simply immaculate. Inner sleeve embossed with their logo, pristine polypropylene bag to protect the artifact, Fin Records shows respect in many ways other won't. The two-toned packaging lends a hint to the modern day doo-wop inside. 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When I decided to start this project, reviewing vinyl records and their packaging, I knew it would be limiting due to the cost of mailing physical materials, so I am always very thankful when someone chooses to send something over my way for me to write these words within this here website for you all to read my thoughts about their release. That being said, and having been a distant fan of New Zealand's own Fishrider Riders, I was pleasantly taken aback when their package arrived at our doorstep.</div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">At first glance, or should I say <i>touch</i>, the satin / waxy finish makes you wonder what they are doing down their in New Zealand. In this post-high-gloss era of printing on the reverse side of the cardstock, satin presents an entirely welcomed veneer. The polypropylene (rather than the standard polyethylene) outter sleeve adds to this mystique. I'm always (at first glance) impressed by these crystal clear skins, but in the end, prefer the traditional (milkier / heavier) polyethylene protective layers; I find the polypropylene bags can easily tear.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Being a fan of The Puddle's music, and as mentioned before, I do desire something more with the artwork; not just craving some identity for each EP, but some explanation for how the black and white photograph of girls laying on the ground being governed by two goats ties into <i>holidays</i> and <i>the blues</i>. I don't often require this connection between cover art, album titles, or the music, but for some reason, The Puddle's cover is so strikingly offbeat, yet seemingly with purpose, there has got to be something I am missing. As I dance around my living room listening to The Puddle, studying their imagery with great effort, I struggle with no relevance, even within the photograph itself and it's featured characters.</span></div>
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Who Wants Love Without The Lookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17749615467095849941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6287697713843882471.post-49287036788154783802014-02-09T14:01:00.001-07:002014-02-09T15:18:53.319-07:00The Electroscopes - Made a Mistake 7inchI love this little record, I love everything about it. I love the way it came to me. I love the cover. I love that it is on black wax. I love the music that comes out of the speakers. I love the bands being promoted on the promotional flyers that were included. I love the handwriting used to label side-a. I love the 4-millimeter (not the less expensive 2-millimeter) polyethylene bag used to hold everything together. (Wait, haven't I done that already, where I start the review with "I love..., I love... 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I believe I had just returned from being out at the clubs (or you could say, "in da' clurb" if you like), and me and Mrs. Blogger were feeling pretty chill as is. "Made a Mistake" was no mistake at all<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">, rather cool and nostalgic; reminiscent of early Trembling Blue Stars. I immediately dimmed the lighting to a faint glow, savored a nip of American Kentucky bourbon, and repositioned the black Ray-Ban Wayfarers I once wore only to shade the sun. </span></div><div><br></div><div>"First Into Space, Last Down to Breakfast" on the flipside kept the party going. It is the soundtrack for a contempo Asian bar, where conversations are comfortable, the beat keeps you feeling right, and everyone looks good. If this song were released earlier than 2003, Sofia Coppola would have included it in <i>Lost In Translation</i>. Another example of the b-side track potentially outshining it's (what's meant to be) better half.</div><div><br></div><div>I think Firestation Records could have gone with DJ-style white (no label) center labels for this one, perhaps lending further to the downbeat discotheque elements of the release. However, the fact that someone literally hand wrote information on side-a only gave a cordial hit of twee / C86. The black and white photocopied j-fold sleeve is simple, and gives all you need; done right. The heavier polyethylene bag makes the record proud; I always appreciate it when that detailed is given attention.</div><div><br></div><div>The cover art is a photograph of a skyscraper; perhaps one with businesses below and a handful of condominiums on the upper floors. There is a texture to the photograph that dates back to the 1970's, but the many television satellite dishes (or are they electroscopes) affixed to the porches greets the modern age. Iconic, nonetheless, and well positioned, it's an appropriate image for a single. </div><div><br></div><div>As for the promotional material included, I think someone knew how big of a Sarah Records fan I am. It did not take too long for my eyes to detect the mentions of The Orchids and St. Christopher. 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Perhaps it's my palate, perhaps it's my kin. However, if you drop a funky beat and a wee-bit of fuzz-toned lead, you've got my attention... and you've got Clawhammer. Nestled in Springfield, Missouri, this quartet brings to you their self-proclaimed "most original" fusion of time-honored Ozark boogie-woogie blended by a variety of synthesized utensils.<br />
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This is Wee Rock Records' 86th release (congratulations!) for local music out of Missouri. Their catalog suggests that they started the label releasing CD-Rs, but then gravitated toward 7inch vinyl (w00t!w00t!). The focus for Wee Rock Records is on documenting their local scene (which is how it should be), so kudos to them for keeping it going since 1995!<br />
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Who Wants Love Without The Lookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17749615467095849941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6287697713843882471.post-72363978840230427342014-02-02T12:45:00.001-07:002014-02-02T13:32:35.798-07:00R. Stevie Moore - I Missed July 7inchI'll never forget Sweater & Pearls' owner, Jason Dean, and his enthusiasm when he first told me about their newest release for R. Stevie Moore. Allow me to go ahead and call myself out... I had no idea who R. Stevie Moore was at the time, but Jason was so excited and proud, I had to go along with it and be supportive. Thankfully, that is what friends (and blogs) are for... <i>to introduce each other to new music! </i><div><br></div><div>I am going to skip the introduction of Mr. Moore and assume that if you are in my same shoes, you've already GTSed his name and are scratching you head as I was, trying to figure out how you missed this homegrown icon. "I Missed July" was recorded in 1978, while the b-side for the 7inch release, "Traded My Heart For Your Parts," is from 1993. The former not unlike an unreleased track from Brian Eno's 1977 album <i>Before and After Science </i>that didn't quite make the cut between side-a and side-b.<i> </i> Moore's low-if pop qualities on both tracks are appealing, and after my own intriguing world wide web research, apparently are very influential within the indie community; I think this guy may have taught Robert Pollard a thing or two.</div><div><br></div><div>After Sweater & Pearls' Soccer Mom release, I was anxiously awaiting to see what they would do with the packing for their follow up. Unfortunately I was not one of the first fifty, who received a very attractive matchbook sleeve, hand screened by artist Travis Kostell. However, the handwritten liner notes printed on yellow lined notepad paper was a nice touch. Sweaters & Pearls even include the music transcribed for "Traded My Heart For Your Parts" so you can play along. </div><div><br></div><div>For me, the winning vote came when I pulled out the beautiful red opaque 7inch vinyl; there is just something about opaque colored vinyl that I am a sucker for. The red truly compliments the over-saturated photo used for the cover art - a childhood photo of R. Stevie Moore, one may ask (<i>wait, is that Elvis swimming in the pool?!</i>).</div><div><br></div><div>Great forth release for the Brooklyn based label! Keep 'em coming Mr. Dean!</div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix__IEJX60F6mc1mcxeZ_VvAurGw3FKzHqvFIAREFHchK0Sa7DBL4uSJZtTVtzFiNv4L8Mtonut9GHTP4fzmS5mhMtQrtz-LhyMg3q3aX4z31BQfwKqCVirGos5oYH7sn-321CJhAg0tg/s640/blogger-image--1398279290.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix__IEJX60F6mc1mcxeZ_VvAurGw3FKzHqvFIAREFHchK0Sa7DBL4uSJZtTVtzFiNv4L8Mtonut9GHTP4fzmS5mhMtQrtz-LhyMg3q3aX4z31BQfwKqCVirGos5oYH7sn-321CJhAg0tg/s640/blogger-image--1398279290.jpg"></a></div>
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"Unsolved Mysteries" bears great melody with some added production, and delivers that 'everybody gather together and sing along' feeling at the beginning of each verse that would make Kevin Seconds proud. Continuing the trend of stellar b-side tracks, "Balt Salts," digs into Heavy Times' dour side. With fetching guitar leads, and curious vocals, I can't help but reset the needle on this one again and again.</div>
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Vacilando '68 Recordings really put their best foot forward with this release. With a stunning botanical cover image, and complimentary / properly delivered handwritten fonts (I really hate when people use a computer for this; thank you Naïm) that resemble the pistil of the lily-like flowers, you can anticipate the romantic qualities Amor naturally exudes, and appreciate his sensitive transmission.<br />
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The vinyl itself is a silky, buttermilk cream complexion that is quite possibly more smooth that Naïm Amor's own blend of traditional classic jazz with the most underground of indie rock; breaking and blending sonic barriers between genres decades apart. Naïm Amor is the J Mascis version of Joao Gilberto, whom inspired Martin Denny, only he's of this generation.<br />
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Thøger Lund and Mr. Howe Gelb himself from Giant Sand, as well as John Convertino of Calexico, are featured players on Naïm Amor's 'Dansons' album. Jim Waters at Waterworks, known for his work with Sonic Youth on their 'Goo' masterpiece, recorded and mixed the pièce de résistance of Amor's career.<br />
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Choice cuts are the tropically inspired "The Day After," which will have you reaching for a pitcher of Mai Tai and your Ray-Bans, "On Se Tient" and "The Other Step," appropriate for any Sunday breakfast at Tiffany's, and certainly "Sparkling Guitar," Amor's English journey into the Space Age Bachelor Pad realm.<br />
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I can't help but relate this admiration to a foody's obsession with locally grown organic ingredients. Corporate owned restaurant chains continue to fill the bellies of the masses in the same way larger record companies thoughtlessly use the same formulas over and over for what should be creative designs. When you can simply look at carrots and see their unique flavor profile, or open a carton of multicolored eggs and know the vibrant yokes inside are going to ooze richness... that's when I can wait to drop the needle on the record to hear what awaits. It's not going to be Radiohead or Justin Timberlake, and no its not going to be that McRib sandwich that stirs up memories of youthful trips to the beach, but I can promise you it's going to push some envelopes that were left on the table that should have been opened in the first place.<br />
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This is definitely the case with Mike Adams At His Honest Weight's album 'Oscillate Wisely.' But Mike Adams has a lot more going for him than thought provoking packaging; he's a brilliant song writer, and has a handsome Mike Love (Beach Boys) -like voice (maybe not quite as high but just as silky-sweet) - best presented on "I'm Not Worried."<br />
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The cover art appears to be a picture of Mr. Adams himself, although I've opted not to GTS to confirm. St. Ives and Flannelgraph Records (split release) had a standard white record jacket (spray?) painted with silver ink on the front, and then the artwork was silkscreened with blue ink on top, with the emblem-inspired imagery.<br />
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The back cover is much more raw; as if there was a little dirt left on the carrots. Mike Adams did the handwriting and additional illustration. The record is hand-numbered, limited to 500 copies, and does come with liner notes that further explain the teamwork and responsibilities involved with crafting this prize release.<br />
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"Don't You Blanket (When That Happens)" launches side-b like the best of any Starflyer 59 album, while "It's All Been Done (You Said)" highlights Adams' understanding of vocal melodies in a way that reminiscent of Alan Sparhawk (Low); pulling from the best-of-the-best of influences.<br />
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I can't get enough of this bona fide indie rock record and Mike Adams' graceful vocals, as well as his respect of ambience. Originally released January 25, 2011... Check out 'Oscillate Wisely' over at <a href="http://flannelgraphrecords.bandcamp.com/album/oscillate-wisely" target="_blank">Flannelgraph's Bandcamp</a>. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFuW-HzZBOLBoPCxXe0fdbQO4Ri04aJmKnTP_d3CrxfA3jzZhyrw2X0m2rZ0fXTJ3NWLf3bF0t0m2ZNWnNHw0gZ-w3hE3pj-j6mFEtnPy78L0daukDsf4JqIxbuIbQ7Iiat3O68AKe9cs/s640/blogger-image-2060562109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFuW-HzZBOLBoPCxXe0fdbQO4Ri04aJmKnTP_d3CrxfA3jzZhyrw2X0m2rZ0fXTJ3NWLf3bF0t0m2ZNWnNHw0gZ-w3hE3pj-j6mFEtnPy78L0daukDsf4JqIxbuIbQ7Iiat3O68AKe9cs/s640/blogger-image-2060562109.jpg" /></a></div>Who Wants Love Without The Lookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17749615467095849941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6287697713843882471.post-85392595697551651332013-03-10T19:34:00.001-07:002013-03-10T22:42:20.315-07:00The Kingsbury Manx - Bronze AgeIf someone were to ask me if I liked high-gloss coating for record jackets, I immediately would say "No." But every time I hold one in my hands with that übershiny finish, like Papa M's "Live From A Shark Cage," I'm always in aw over how radiant they are. Odessa Records really delivers a spectacular packaging for The Kingsbury Manx's sixth full-length release, with the high-gloss and all (and there is a lot of 'all').<br />
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The imagery used for The Kingsbury Manx's album 'Bronze Age,' from the cover to the back to the inside liner notes, is paintings from M. Scott Myers (a former band member). Most of the paintings are of landscapes resembling the tundra, including some with bodies of neighboring waters. The piece on the back cover showcases the nautical theme, while there is one painting inside the gatefold that is quite opposite of its arctic counterparts. This odd print reminds me of walking through the backwoods of Florida, following a wandering man-made path elevated above the marsh, protecting its guests from the local reptiles below.<br />
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While I am utterly attracted to the artwork from Myers that The Kingsbury Manx selected for this record, I haven't been able to tie the album's title, 'Bronze Age,' to Myers' paintings or any other elements of the packaging; only a lyric in the song, "Glass Eye." None the less, Myers' work makes for stunning album artwork and lives quite nicely in this 12inch x 12inch format protected by the under utilized shellac-like coating.<br />
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I'm often intrigued when a record company choses to use a gatefold jacket when there is only one vinyl record inside. Gatefolds are mostly used for albums that contain two vinyl records, placing one on each side of the folded jacket. When a gatefold is employed to carry just one vinyl record, I can't help but feel its for the admiration of the artwork; basically declaring, "This artwork is so amazing, every piece must be displayed on the outer jacket!" Odessa Records could have used a printed inner sleeve, rather than a plain white paper sleeve, to protect the vinyl record itself. This would have given them an alternative place to put the text and paintings that are on the inside of the gatefold (I'd be curious to know what the cost difference of this would be). However, the gatefold is much more impressive and engages you (the listener) as the needle dances across the record and you unveil the centerfold and mystique of the album.<br />
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Another well noted feature of The Kingsbury Manx's packaging for 'Bronze Age' is the spine of the jacket; its 1/4" thick, and again, that's for only one vinyl record. I love when attention is given to the spine of a vinyl jacket; most artists don't. As much as I'm not a fan of The Magnetic Fields, as I sit here in our Danish lounge chair a mere twenty feet away from our own record collection, my wife's Magnetic Fields albums, in their standard (thin) jackets, take the cake with having well designed, noticeable spines that stand out from the crowd. I have yet to file this Kingsbury Manx record, but I am sure once I do, it is going to boast loud and proud due to the grand size alone.<br />
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Without a doubt, I was looking forward to taking in this album. Obviously, Odessa Records had me at the artwork and packing, but I had also heard quite a bit about The Kingsbury Manx over the past decade, and yet to acquire any of their recordings. This collection of songs provides a lil' something for all types of indie pop fanatics. 'Folk Pop' seems to be the preferred term used to describe The Kingsbury Manx overall. Personally, I would suggest that if Belle & Sebastian grew up exploring the Appalachian Trail, their sound would be The Kingsbury Manx. I could easily see these kids from North Carolina on a bill with The Ladybug Transistor, The American Analog Set, or even Bonnie Prince Billy.<br />
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Some of my favorite tracks from this album are "Future Hunter" (I'm a sucker for synths; bought my very first one on Raleigh NC back in 1996), "Handspring" (you can't go wrong with trumpets; such an enjoyable, tastefully added touch), and "Custer's Last" (again with the synths, but this time with a captivating beat that gets you out of your seat singing along to the gods above during for their epic Pink Floyd-esque finale). Multiple listens may be required to fully understand where The Kingsbury Manx are going, but they are okay with that, and besides... M. Scott Myers and Odessa Records provide some gorgeous artwork to study during the ride. <br />
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Let's get it on record now that North Carolina has been and always will be the home to the best American Indie Rock. From the days of Superchunk, Seam and Polvo, to Mercury Birds and The Raymond Brake, to today's Rosebuds and The Love Language; North Carolina continues to define Indie Rock, and Schooner and Wesley Wolfe are a shining example that others will only try to replicate.<br />
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Schooner opens the 12inch clear vinyl lathe with the haunting "oo's" of "Terrorized Mind." Reid Johnson's reflective vocal delivery and story-telling guitar rhythm pause life for a moment until his fuzzy lead takes over as the whiskey settles in. Maria Albani bears the voice for their second track, "Locked In," which is actually a Wesley Wolfe cover. Backed by a much more bouncy indie pop beat and a whammied-out guitar rift, Wesley has Maria wishing good things for an ex-lover as she locks away her (his) memories. There is an irresistible lo-fi nature to Schooner's recordings that's without purpose, yet produces their tracks to perfection.<br />
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As soon as the ambience settles, Wesley Wolfe comes busting through the door with his overdriven, piercing guitar and breathy, bass heavy beat for "Crying Laughing." This track made me a die hard Wolfe-Head within seconds and had me searching for my ol' Edsel and Polara 7inches to drop on the table after I've exhausted playing these four gems. Mr. Wolfe's cover of Schooner's "Indian Sunburn" is simply incredible. I could easily see indie-rockers taking a break from posting on Facebook via their iPhones about Wesley Wolfe 'killing it' at the club while he was playing this tune and actually dancing to the music for a rare moment in time.<br />
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Lathe cut records are different than pressed vinyl records; you can learn more about them directly from <a href="http://www.tangibleformats.com/about.html">Tangible Formats</a>. This particular record is noticeably extraordinary, not only because of the clear vinyl used, but the fact that Schooner and Wesley Wolfe employed Steve Oliva at Kitchen Island Show Print in Durham NC to print via silk screen in reverse the cover art image directly on side-b of the record so it shows through correctly when playing the four songs on side-a; a brilliant design feature that will have your mouth mocking a Venus flytrap.<br />
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Co-released by PotLuck Foundation and Tangible Formats, they show great respect for this lathe cut record by including a 'rice-paper' inner sleeve (my favorite) for housing. From what I can tell, this release has since sold out, but if you ever run across a copy at a garage sale or your local worm and bait shop, grab it. Otherwise, keep an eye out for other releases by Schooner and Wesley Wolfe, and remember... if iTunes gives a genre of "Indie Rock" to something that ain't from North Carolina, its probably post-Steve Jobs (RIP, sir). <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhArfKaXWewBN-AasUGNR_0uB5jEUI5XvlQ0cDoWlMrh5fRDBGQkABsbfyiVLI5OXOFAXGa6SDV5ArE5XRUtGIbVH4Qdv7Jbormr3y-hm4dXll0DENxj-TXJXz5TflPwqr7iKEOX4cMnDU/s640/blogger-image--292278995.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhArfKaXWewBN-AasUGNR_0uB5jEUI5XvlQ0cDoWlMrh5fRDBGQkABsbfyiVLI5OXOFAXGa6SDV5ArE5XRUtGIbVH4Qdv7Jbormr3y-hm4dXll0DENxj-TXJXz5TflPwqr7iKEOX4cMnDU/s640/blogger-image--292278995.jpg" /></a></div>Who Wants Love Without The Lookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17749615467095849941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6287697713843882471.post-30599572282425146672013-03-08T21:02:00.001-07:002013-03-09T07:39:28.630-07:00Razor Blazers - I'm Sick 7inchI gotta tell ya... I was into this record the minute I pulled it out of the yellow envelope it was delivered in. But then when I began reading the insert card, which led me to do a lil' www-research, I really got into to this record, and I hadn't even put the needle to the wax. Which by the way, when I went to do that, and I pulled the 7inch from the white inner sleeve, I grew to love this record even more as the Arizona sun came beaming through the crystal clear translucent blue vinyl; stunning (I'm a sucker for blue vinyl). Again, I had yet to hear a lick of music and I was already trying to find my ol' Friendster login so I can tell my peeps back home about this one.<br />
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Razor Blazers commissioned 50 different artists to make 10 unique covers each for this record; 50 x 10 = 500 individual jackets. Apparently, the cover I received was the 10th one that Rob Ziemanis created. There is a card inside the record that lists each of the 50 artists involved in this project, as well as informs you which cover you have in the series.<br />
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This project was completely funded by Kickstarter, and (if it wasn't cool enough already) all of the money raised from selling Razor Blazers' 7inch record goes to Kusi Kawsay, an elementary school in the Peruvian Andes which offers children from economically challenged backgrounds an affirming and holistic education. I know I haven't even begun to tell you how great the music is, and yet you want to go buy this record now, right? You can, right over here at their <a href="http://razorblazers.bandcamp.com/album/im-sick-linear-rerun-7" target="_blank">Bandcamp</a> page.<br />
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For his 10th jacket, Rob Ziemanis chose to work with a natural brown cardboard record jacket. It appears that he drew a flower-like image with the use of a compass, and then hand painted the petals with different autumn inspired colors. For the typography, Ziemanis opted to stamp letters for the front, and use a stenciled font for the back. Often with hand created artwork, you don't get a barcode or record label information; everything is very simple and innocent (which is what had me in the beginning). I'm actually very happy this is the cover I received with my Razor Blazers 7inch; I hope everyone else likes theirs.<br />
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I was immediate attracted to the dissonant guitars on "I'm Sick," side-a. They are very New York City, and reminded me quite a bit of the guitar rift from Blonde Redhead's b-side delight, "Kasuality," from their 1997 "Symphony of Treble" single. The song starts with a familiar beat that takes you back to when you first understood what made indie rock rock. The singers voice itself has a round, shoegaze-like, deeper tone; always a favorite ingredient (for me) with female fronted bands.<br />
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The easy driving pace of "Linear Rerun" goes on like an instrumental track out of the 1990's, backing one of the many reality television shows featuring our youth finding themselves as they explore our world. Once again, the soothing vocals ease in as another instrument, finding their place comfortably between the guitars.<br />
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Below is a video featuring "Linear Rerun" and a photo slide show from Razor Blazers' record release party, where they displayed all 500 of the various record covers for their "I'm Sick" 7inch. Whether you are into the music or not, this release presents an awesome opportunity to show your support for a greater cause. And if charity is not your thing, perhaps for the artistic value alone, hopefully you find it worth it to order a copy of this record with it's one-of-a-kind cover art. Any which way you cut it, don't miss out on this very special release.<br />
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I remember being quite intrigued by receiving an envelope from Portugal; I just started this blog, so news must have traveled far, and fast. There was no literature for the release included to learn about what was pressed, and other than obviously being able read the record label's name, Music With Soul, the fact that it was easy to translate "lado" to "side," "Fumaça Preta" being printed on both sides in a way suggesting it may be the bands name, and "Alex Figueira" being credited as the (I am guessing) producer, (breathe, we're almost there) ...I really knew nothing about this record (seriously, that's it - what I just wrote). But I loved it; I couldn't help but play it over and over again (hell, I might have even danced ...I cannot confirm or deny). I didn't care what language the credits were written in or what language the enthusiastic vocalist was singing in, Fumaça Preta was (is) delivering the goods, and those goods were doing me just that.<br />
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Their report is absolute vintage. Fumaça Preta is not that horrid funk group made up of some old dudes from that lame 70's high school band that won 3rd place in the town battle of the bands only because the bass player was dating the captain of the cheerleading squad and now owns the used car lot where your uncle Harry picked up his sweet El Camino with original rims he drove you in to go see his old friends from high school get their 'funkadelic review' back together because they were really going through a mid-life-crisis; no, Fumaça Preta is the real McCoy. I honestly did not want to know anything more about these guys, I just wanted to keep playing their record more and more. It wasn't until I began writing this review and needed to check a couple of facts that I ran across <a href="http://musicwithsoulrecords.com/" target="_blank">Music With Soul's own website</a> and was able to learn a little more about Fumaça Preta and this 7inch. Pretty interesting stuff; in fact, I'm not going to re-write / re-post anything that was already said, but I do encourage you to go to <a href="http://musicwithsoulrecords.com/" target="_blank">their site</a> and read more for yourself.<br />
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These songs are packed with spicy hot Hammond organs dancing around the night club in a way that makes you proud to say this is your hood, wah-wah pedals pumping blood to the pulse of the ever-infectious-non-stop beat the DJ keeps drumming, lead guitars as sharp and sexy as the CFM heels your lady stepped out of the limo with and intends to wear all night long (all, night, long), fuzzy-ass bass lines that you can curl up with as the night grows on and everything begins to feel aaaalllrright, and explosive keyboards that light up the sky while we all celebrate yet another year. As the host of the party welcomes you with open arms, he introduces you to all his friends and immediately makes you feel comfortable (even in another language that is still unclear to me); there are no wallflowers on this record / this is the kind of record that makes a white boy (me) dance. This is also the kind of record that makes me say "To hell with grammatical rules!" and write a lot of (more than normal) run-on sentences to express my excitement. "Here-here!" to freedom of speech (and grammar)! "Chin-Chin!" to Fumaça Preta and Music With Soul!<br />
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The black paper record sleeve, which for the sake of (what I am assuming is) the promotional copy that was sent to my attention, framed in the center labels for this 7inch, making them take the lead on this project and stand at attention as the proper cover art. Basic information is provide on one side of the record, accompanied by a pixelated starry illustration presented in monotone, seen on both sides. The UK center hole cut into the 45 is only symbolic of the many reasons why one may not recognize that this alternative band's punk heritage is in fact LA-based. <br />
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"Rosalee" is the soundtrack to remembrance. As the night grows bitter and you move in closer to the fire, "Rosalee" is the blanket that warms you. Johnette Napolitano's raw, yet compassionate, delivery is fitting for this story. With only a lightly-crunched electric guitar and drums embraced by mallets, this side to the 7inch serves as a great re-introduction (at least for me) to Concrete Blonde.<br />
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Neither side is labeled as "Side-A," which (by industry standards, and the fact that the accompanying paperwork said so) makes this a "double-sided" 7inch, meaning that both songs are being promoted as 'the hits,' and rightfully so. "I See the Ghost" could not be more opposite from "Rosalee," which proves to be great for the Gemini-like format. Similar to its subdued partner, "I See the Ghost" is very simplistic in design, yet not only puts the pedal to the metal, it burns rubber as it immediately turns a 180 and yells "Screw you, pigs!" to the policemen coming out of the local bakery downtown on Main Street. The speed of this track is so damn fast, I honestly shifted my turntable down to 33rpm until the vocals kicked in and I suddenly knew Concrete Blonde had greased up the ol' V8 and was taking this baby on a ride truly meant for 45-sweet-rpm. Only an established band with a deserving confidence could pull off such a brilliantly anxious punk treasure that (I could swear) is made up of two (not three, but two) root notes... for the entire song... including the chorus. ((Brilliant!))<br />
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This was my first experience with Fin Records, a name I can now tell you is significantly associated with quality. To start, the record bags they use are not your standard polyethylene bags that most companies use. I could be wrong, but I believe Fin Records might be using a museum grade archival polyester / mylar record bag. Whatever it is, the minute you grab their records, you know someone cares dearly for the contents within and they want to ensure their records are past on from generation to generation.<br />
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Another standard that quickly impressed me with Fin Records was their embossed logo you always find within the packaging. It's a stamp of approval confirming that they ensure you won't be disappointed, and you won't.<br />
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The inner sleeve for 'Someone Else's Cake' resembles Space Age Bachelor Pad musicians like Esquivel and labels like Command Records (one of our absolute favorites of all time for design and packaging); vibrant in color and geometric design. The exquisitely pressed stark white vinyl pulls it all together. <a href="http://shawnwolfe.com" target="_blank">Shawn Wolfe</a>, who regularly breaks the barrier of the x-axis, is credited for the design. He is also responsible for Red Jacket Mine's two like composed 7inches singles from this album, "Listen Up (If the World is Going to Hell)" and "Bellar & Bawl." Wolfe's style visually expands Red Jacket Mine's sound in the same way producer Johnny Sangster does in the studio.<br />
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The album starts off strong with "Amy," but I'd be lying if I didn't tell you I wasn't taken aback by singer / songwriter, Lincoln Barr's, Ted-Leo-doing-an-impression-of-Jon-Bon-Jovi-like vocal style, predominantly with this track. The mature nature of "Nickel & Dime" and "Ron Nasty" instantly satisfied my pallet, loaded with thought provoking lyrics, pop hooks and harmonies at every corner reminiscent of classics spanning the past fifty years, then topped by Red Jacket Mine's studio performance of sheer perfection. By the way, don't take that Ted Leo / Jon Bon Jovi comment as a diss; it's meant to describe Barr's tasty vocal tone and texture.<br />
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"Engineer," packed with fuzzy guitar leads and a ballsy (again with the balls) brass section, showcases Barr's blues influence from St. Louis, MO, where he attended college. But it wasn't until "Skint City" that a limelight clearly illuminated Red Jacket Mine's vision of soul fusion. It was only a hint of what was to come, as I was forced to get up from my chair to flip the record over and settle in for a very enjoyable ride through side-b.<br />
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I know this is going to sound crazy, but "Listen Up (If the World is Going to Hell)" sounds like Steely Dan doing a cover of a Curtis Mayfield song, and I love it (FYI: I am a freak Steely and Curtis fan). Everything about this track: the guitar tones, the chord changes, the organ drones, the crescendos, the fills, ...I just love this track. Followed by "Novelty's Gone," with Andrew Salzman's confident and enthralling drumming, side-b really begins to define the power behind Red Jacket Mine. Barr's use of back up singers on this chorus, along with the commanding delivery of his words, are as refreshing as Neil Halstead's similar deliverance with Mojave 3's sophomore surprise, 'Out of Tune.'<br />
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The title track is pure, solid, fun, well executed rock and roll, separating Red Jacket Mine from being just any bar band and putting them in a class of Elvis Costello, Young Mothers, and (again) Ted Leo (continuing with that Jon Bon Jovi twang). Speaking of twang, Barr throws us a curve ball just before he wraps up this collection of first-rate ditties. "Have You Got a Permit to Preach on This Corner?" is Red Jacket Mine's nod-to-Nashville, and somewhat of a protest song; or perhaps a song to protest against protests. The boys wrap things up back at the local watering hole with their second single, "Bellar & Bawl." Matthew Cunningham's urging bass lines grab a hold of Salzman's beats and never look back, while guest pianist, Ty Bailie, twinkles the ivories with enthusiasm. Barr's compelling address enthralls the drunken blokes for a brief moment while they sing along, just as the band closes out 'last call,' and the men fall victim to the feminine touch he warned them about.<br />
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Red Jacket Mine, Fin Records, Johnny Sangster, and Shawn Wolfe really hit a grand slam with 'Someone Else's Cake.' They are playing in a league of their own, unlike anything you would expect from Seattle, WA. They are the local band that done good for themselves. Their music is classic, timeless, and alive. Learn more about Red Jacket Mine via <a href="http://finrecords.com/" target="_blank">Fin Records</a>.<br />
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The record jacket itself is a standard plain white cardboard sleeve, similar to one you might buy for that naked John Coltrane 12inch you found at the thrift store last Sunday. There is no actual printing on the white jacket, but a 6" paper square with the cover art has been glued onto the cardboard in the top right corner. There is nothing on the backside, and there is no spine with title information either to help you find this gem once you've filed it in between your Neil Young and ZS, or Tracy Shedd and Silk Flowers records; depending on which side you chose to file by.<br />
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Inside the jacket you will find a standard 8.5"x11" sheet of 20lb. white paper with liner notes and lyrics for each band, printed in black photocopier ink. Additionally, there is photocopied sheet music with what appears to be hand-drawn Sharpie-marker artwork, and photocopied receipt-tickets with the message "We designed this for you. All the mistakes were on purpose." repeated. There is a math worksheet, seven pages torn out from a book, information about a 6.8 magnitude earthquake that took place in California in 1994, a random piece of foil, a Pocket Monsters game card, and my favorite... photocopied miniature US currency totaling $22.00. The actual vinyl record appears to be the randomly selected mixed colored vinyl that manufacturing plants often offer at a discounted rate, cheaper than even your standard black vinyl.<br />
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Somehow between the medley of propaganda and lack of commonly expected features most consumers and collectors would be seduced by, I could sense The Zookeepers and Signals put a lot of heart behind this release. It's so obvious when someone puts a lot of money behind a record, by gusto is only visible when you close your eyes and open your mind.<br />
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This record, and the fact that it was pressed on vinyl (the fact that someone chose to invest the money that it takes to press it on vinyl), demonstrates one of the many shining examples as to why music should truly only exist on vinyl: vinyl records separate the men from the boys. Bands that are serious about their music want it on vinyl, understand what vinyl represents, and will do whatever it takes to make their music available on vinyl, even if that means releasing it with a generic white sleeve and glueing a 6" square on one side to provide you with some satisfaction of having artwork to find the record in your collection. Bands that only release their music via digital outlets, and even worse: online for free, simply have no balls. Bands that work with CDs might at least have a left nut, since a CD is a physical medium and the audio quality does somewhat resemble the actual sounds from the instruments. But when a band releases their music on a vinyl record, and its obvious that it was a financial struggle just to get the music on wax, on top of having to be creative to keep you visually entertained with packaging, it speaks highly about their character, dedication to their craft, and pursuit of artistic expression.<br />
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It's like a kid with a lemonade stand who is competing against the aggressively marketed Coca-Cola brand that is hyped through illustrious, trendy adverts. The average Joe would rather purchase an accessibly fashionable beverage at one of many places immediately nearby than drive 25-mph through some adolescent-infested neighborhood where baseballs, bicycles, and bb-guns are threatening their newly purchase used IROC-Z to support that 9-year old kid that picked lemons in the blazing sun the day before from his side-yard and made fresh lemonade with his 98-year old Great-Grandmother to sell today from a table made of a cardboard box. Those kids peddling their homemade lemonade never let me down when the needle hit their records, and neither has The Zookeepers, Signals or Cellar Hits Records with this release.<br />
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CDs, digital music, and the internet made it so easy for anyone to compete with the Coca-Cola caliber of musicians; promoting what appears to be an equal product, but not. These outlets have allowed people (not necessarily musicians or even artists) to over saturated the music industry. Vinyl records hold the (financial) bar high enough to keep the riff-raff out. In the past twenty-five years of collecting vinyl records, I've found that when a band is barely paying the entry fee to having their music pressed on wax, its always worth checking out. Bands that strive for this medium, no matter what the cost or sacrifice, always have a lot more to say than those that settle for the bargain-bin way.<br />
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This is not to say that all music on vinyl, and especially all music released with low-fi packaging, is going to be ground breaking. But in the case of The Zookeepers and Signals, ...from the hair-raising scream that opens the first track, "Welcome Nancy," on The Zookeepers side, to "Mommy Issues" and "Monster Party 2," with their sickly infectious beats delivered by Jacob Cooper (AKA: Jacob Safari of Wavves, The Mae Shi, Bark Bark Bark), that concludes Signals' side, this split 12inch is full of fresh lemonade made from local, organic, sustainable, GMO free, carbon free, gluten free, grass fed (and whatever else) lemons, and I'm going back for seconds. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ZRpKa2BaSUiIB7mtl3lUANndqyERcV4zfyQp83pO6ItHse4w4J-qyKOMjBgoffTWn2mBRKAv_ffxHMPmkFotkrM_GOhYXhRsOGQQb_zg8Gx_TM7GG3URnGtGIljANZMkOg9gE_aH8Vo/s640/blogger-image-1609208406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ZRpKa2BaSUiIB7mtl3lUANndqyERcV4zfyQp83pO6ItHse4w4J-qyKOMjBgoffTWn2mBRKAv_ffxHMPmkFotkrM_GOhYXhRsOGQQb_zg8Gx_TM7GG3URnGtGIljANZMkOg9gE_aH8Vo/s640/blogger-image-1609208406.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMfHLu6Emu0QpIfuu_FGY8hJAq1QAhMFn3cNr7x4mBCU7BQGKz4K7hLDBTUuxKlItAGFjUKTN8y5oClQACI0Y4RK7cYoJvQo61WkLbY0qvekc_FAFNJfUrIezQ2vODc4sXJmkoGHiyuI8/s640/blogger-image--862809887.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMfHLu6Emu0QpIfuu_FGY8hJAq1QAhMFn3cNr7x4mBCU7BQGKz4K7hLDBTUuxKlItAGFjUKTN8y5oClQACI0Y4RK7cYoJvQo61WkLbY0qvekc_FAFNJfUrIezQ2vODc4sXJmkoGHiyuI8/s640/blogger-image--862809887.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMmHDbsSHIw_N9IDFDDLyaw9MoMTC0g5ct-ncmDLw2ASXHdbzxbBt3gnj0S7F1nOipLuyylzWowEOv0EsXSH-_LRDIURadn-mPZw5rR-QSjGrAfXVPDziTHzsnqTXAGoU9RdGY5vXarBs/s640/blogger-image--1830836739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMmHDbsSHIw_N9IDFDDLyaw9MoMTC0g5ct-ncmDLw2ASXHdbzxbBt3gnj0S7F1nOipLuyylzWowEOv0EsXSH-_LRDIURadn-mPZw5rR-QSjGrAfXVPDziTHzsnqTXAGoU9RdGY5vXarBs/s640/blogger-image--1830836739.jpg" /></a></div>Who Wants Love Without The Lookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17749615467095849941noreply@blogger.com0