Tune of the Day


"Blue Rondo a la Turk"  on the Two Generations of Brubeck album.  Wow.

There are many fine versions of this tune, but this one gets me dancing, clapping, fist-pounding, whatever, every time....and it's not easy to dance in, what, 9/8?  I love tunes that grow, build, develop, and move through changes.  This one just picks me up and takes me right along with it.  Great melding of jazz and rock idioms, too.  It's fun to imagine Dave Brubeck setting the groove and then sitting back to hear where his kids and their friends take it. 

You can continue exploring Dave and the kids on Two Generations of Brubeck, "The Great Spirit Made Us All".  And Chris Brubeck's rock/jazz band Sky King on "Secret Sauce".

For extra credit, give a "spin" to Chase, "Bochawa" from their last album, Pure Music.

Anyway, that's my two cents today.




77jovian
"It Makes No Difference", written by Robbie Robertson, recorded by The Band. Robertson's last great song, sung by bassist Rick Danko. Wonderful 3-part vocal harmonies by Rick, Levon Helm, and Richard Manuel, tasty "chimey" guitar solo by Robertson and alto sax solo by organist Garth Hudson.

A superb piece of music making, seen and heard performed live by The Band in The Last Waltz film. Do you know how hard it is to sound that good live? The Beatles certainly didn't when I saw them in '65, or in the rooftop scene in Get Back.
@bdp24
Appreciate those two referrals. Emitt Rhodes, The Dunhill Years & John Fogerty, The Blue Ridge Rangers rides again

@reubent

The Suitcase Junket, Knock It Down order has yet to be rescued from will-call. Two weeks and counting lol

@arcticdearh,

You are only a few pages back…Pat Travers fan here. Noticed recently one of your post’s elsewhere and referencing
@dabel: Speaking of Emitt, if you go onto YouTube and do a search for his live performance at the Poptopia Festival in 1997 (I believe it was)---Emitt’s first time on stage in a quarter century--you can hear me leading the band on drums on three of his songs from that night’s show. I’m barely visible in the shadows at the back of the shallow stage, but you can hear me just fine.

News of Emitt’s upcoming appearance brought people from all over the country and even the world, as he had become a reclusive legend after retreating to his Hawthorne California recording studio in the mid-70’s, having been badly burned by the music business in the early-70’s. They say it’s poor form to speak ill of the dead, but Emitt was a pita to work with. The band that had been assembled to provide him with musical accompaniment for the show held a couple of rehearsals in the days right before the show, none of which Emitt showed for. Unprofessional. Finally on the afternoon of the show he appeared, only then realizing he needed to do some preparation, not having been on stage in twenty five years. You can see his insecurity in the live footage. The band sounds much better than he.

Other members of the band that night were Jamie Hoover (well-known North Carolina musician who has worked with Don Dixon and Marti Jones---favorite music makers of mine, Bill Lloyd, The Smithereens, Graham Parker and many others, and leads the excellent Power Pop group The Spongetones) on lead guitar and harmony vocals, Brian Kassan (original bassist of Brian Wilson’s collaborative band The Wondermints, leader of the wonderful Pop group Chewy Marble, whose second album Bowl Of Surreal I can be heard on. Playing bass on the album is a fantastic musician---Derrick Anderson, more recently The Bangles’ road bassist) on electric piano, Power Pop singer-songwriter Walter Clevenger (now residing in Austin) on electric rhythm guitar, Bryan Shumate (co-member of Let’s Get Mikey with Jamie Hoover) on acoustic guitar and vocal harmonies, and band leader that night Ray Paul on electric bass (if you consider a Rickenbacker a "real" bass ;-) and vocals. Pretty damned good band.

Emitt’s debut album is a stone classic, a Power Pop masterpiece. At only twenty years of age he wrote all the music and lyrics, sang every vocal part, and played every instrument. McCartney did the same on his contemporaneous debut, but Emitt’s is by far the better album.