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His Tenure As A Side Man

I’ve been listening to more and more Jazz on the way to work. I am not sure why. I’ve never really been that in to Jazz. At least standard Jazz. I mean I have a bunch of the standards, but it never really moved me that much. I always leaned slightly towards the avant sub-genre of jazz – The weird drum & bass of McCoy Tiner (yes, I firmly believe he single-handedly invented the genre decades before a DJ ever thought of speeding up drums and slowing down bass) and the crazy electronic bombast of Herbie Hancock from the early 70s. But lately I’ve been re-listening to some of the late 60s and early 70s Miles Davis. There is some really good stuff in there like Electric Shout. Even his interpertation with Gil Evans of George Gershwin’s Porgy and Bess which was what? From 1958 or something. It’s all pretty amazing.

Anyways, the point of this is that while in the Metro stations, during my commute to and from work, the trains make these loud squeals. I’d imagine they are from the bad breaks that haven’t been fixed because of a horrifically mismanaged and underfunded program. But that’s another story. But from time to time they completely sync in with the music of Miles Davis. In pitch and in rhythm. It’s pretty uncanny. No other artist ever jams with the Metro trains.

I think it would be completely amazing if Miles was up there, where ever he is, and he was the global train conductor for all mass transit on earth. That job would rule.

And Birthday props to Candy and John.

Screw the Recording Acadamy. It’s My Turn At The Grammy’s.

Screw the Recording Acadamy. It’s the Matty’s this year.

Record Of The Year

  • Here We Go Again – Ray Charles featuring, Norah Jones
  • Let’s Get It Started – The Black Eyed Peas
  • American Idiot – Green Day
  • Heaven – Los Lonely Boys
  • Yeah! – Usher featuring, Lil’ Jon

    And the winner goes to The Black Eyed Peas. We all know that they brought on the girl as record sales were slumping. Bring on the girl and have her gyrate is every direction, give her lip injections and pump up her boobs and every 15 year old boy will buy this record. Maybe some college kids too. Oh yeah, that and because she’s so very talented. And sometimes It is nice to see middle age punkers from California making fun of good ol’ GW. If it’s funny to me, it must be funny to middle America. Usher gets props too, as he can spell his name “Usher” or “Ursher” and people still know what you are talking about. That my friend is cool. I spell my name with one “T” and people have a conniption fit.

    Album Of The Year

  • American Idiot – Green Day
  • Confessions – Usher
  • Genius Loves Company – Ray Charles
  • The College Dropout- Kanye West
  • The Diary Of Alicia Keys – Alicia Keys

    Alicia Keys should have won based on the sole fact of paying homage to Ozzy Osbourne. Green Day also gets props for still being alive. Usher almost won, but his tits are looking a little flabby these days and needs to come up with one more way to spell his name. But the award goes to Kanye West because Al loves him so much. Just as much as Mat loves Frank Zappa. I feel that love and it penetrates through the Awards.

    Song Of The Year

  • Daughters – John Mayer
  • If I Ain’t Got You – Alicia Keys
  • Jesus Walks – Kanye West
  • Live Like You Were Dying – Tim McGraw
  • The Reason – Hoobastank

    The Award should be given to Hoobastank because we all love a short front man. Almost as much as Glen Danzig. But this is reality. We really give awards to people with the best hair. That’s right. The Song of the Year award is really just a scam to give an award to that artist with the best hair. So this year the Grammy for Song of the Year goes to Alicia Keys. Now go get a deal with Aqua Net, Alicia.

    Best New Artist

  • Kanye West
  • Los Lonely Boys
  • Maroon 5
  • Joss Stone
  • Gretchen Wilson

    Well first off we can scratch out Maroon 5. They were great when they played our lunch room (when I worked @ DC101) and covered Nine Inch Nail’s CLOSER in it’s complete entirety. Solo section and all. But it’s not about wank factor. Or cool Arp 2600’s. Or in their case a harmonium. Los Lonely Boys have an interesting name. Combining the Latin (and Latin is so hip these days – or rather, Latin is so Latin these days. We don’t want to confuse the kids with “hip hop”) sounds of Los Lobos and the sounds of the ex-Ratt singer’s Bulletboys you have one helluva name. Oh yeah, and put “Lonely” in there somewhere because everyone loves that vague factor. But that doesn’t cut it here. Oh no. Joss Stone? Great first record. There was a winner. Kanye West? He’s new? Shit. I’ve been giving Al his 12″s for years. Or at least 2. (Speak of which, Al, I have a few more for you – It’s the last installment of 12″s) Shit. But the winner goes to the Illinios-born Gretchen Wilson. She not a Beach Boy offspring, which I am not sure is a good or bad thing and with a name like Gretchen, she almost deserves to win. Good for her. She deserves a slap on the back. Or a slap on her redneck back. Next time I get the chance I am going to brag I am from the suburbs. I am going to make it cool, man. Hells yes. The ‘burbs man! It’s real. And I’ll make a movie and it will be called “8 Miles from the City”. For real, yo.

  • Records That Changed My Life, Part III

    frankzappa_ideal (9k image)Records that changed my life, in one way or another (1996-1999) | Part III :

    1996
    – Prince’s symbol: My early memories of Prince were when I was maybe 6 or 7. I saw this tiny naked man on television crawling towards me. I remember there were doves and a bathtub. I think I was traumatized for life. That and really intrigued. I remember Prince’s singles that hit pop radio pretty gratuitously. However, I never owned a CD until I dated this girl my senior year of high school a year prior to 1996. We made out once to Prince’s symbol album. After the make out sessions I quickly hit up Tower and bought the CD. And since then, it’s proved to be a great record, even without the smooches. From there I bought the Best Of… triple disc set. I dont know what else you can say about him. He’s magical. He’s beyond talented. He was the first teenager to self-produce their debut album on Warner Bros Records. Plus he sings about sex a lot. He has a 26 inch waist. And sprinkles some good politics in there from time to time. And did i tell you that, that motherfucker could dance like it was nobody’s business. And for the past 6 years i’ve been trying to finish off my Prince collection. Only one more to go.

    1997
    – Trans Am’s surrender to the night/Tortoise’s millions now living will never die: I first heard both these records in my good friend and guitarists dorm room. I was now introduced to a new format of music. Music sans lyrics. It was amazing. It was a freedom. It was something I always knew I wanted more of, but didnt know where to look. The focus on most music these days is on lyrics. But lyrics bore me for the most part. sheena is a punk rocker – is about the most interested i get. And that is some good word creation (RIP Joey). Anyways. The first song I heard from Trans Am was obviously MOTR. The first cut off that record. And after the guitar solo came in I was hooked. I still feel like crying everytime I hear that song. It’s like Sunny Day Real Estate for people who dont have feelings. And the SYNTHS! THE SYNTHS! Jeezum crow. And the first time I heard Tortoise was shortly after this. Joe played this one and I kept wondering when the song would end. I kept wondering if the drummer was a beat box or not. I kept thinking about what the instrumentation was. I was so off. I was equally enthralled with the mystery of it all. Enter my rather unhealthy (but warranted) obsession with Johnny Machine.

    1998
    – Frank Zappa’s apostrophe: My friend Brian in college tried to sell me this Zappa record. I hadnt known all that much about him. I knew that he was dead. I knew my drum teacher loved this man. She even taught me one of his songs on the marrimba. It wasnt the easiest thing I had ever done. I knew he wrote great music I didnt completely understand. I knew i had a few of his songs on mix tapes. I had a few rare live shows on cassette that would drive Feetnik crazy. I knew i made posters in high school with a quote from a Rolling Stone reader saying to the effect that it’s a tragedy that the Dead get in to the Rock and Roll Hall of fame and Frank got jack shit. It was set off with a great picture of Frank from the 70s all naked and legs crossed. I miss putting up randaom posters. Frank makes me think about music. He makes me feel music. Frank makes music, music again. Frank gives me hope for the future of music. And yes, he’s been dead for 10 years. Peaches en Regalia, The Mud Shark, Approximate, St. Alphonzo’s Pancake Breakfast. Over 75 records. Who knows what hasnt even been released yet. My favorite claim to fame for him is that the first record to be labeled with the sticker “Parental Advisory: Explicit Lyrics” by the PMRC was Frank Zappa’s Jazz from Hell record. It was an instrumental album. That still makes me chuckle.

    1999
    – Philip Glass’ koyaanisqatsi: A native Baltimore born man. Just like Zappa. I studied Glass in college when I was a silly music major. I was his movie Koyaanisqatsi once then and again in 1999 when it was borrowed from Chase. But not until 1999 year did I fully appreciate what he did in this music. He created intenseness, compression, movement, destruction, flow, emptiness, fullfilment. And all with music that didnt have words. It repeated a lot. It didnt have a chorus. It was errie. From there I bought Powaqqatsi and some of his older “12 Part” releases. I dont think i’ve ever heard him utter a sound from him mouth, as well. I havent even read an interview. I dont think I want to. His music explains more than words could ever.