@@@ Here Lies Man: I Told You (Riding Easy, 2021) I’m not sure how I got to these two listens as I set them up last week and forgot to right down the link/referral. As the tune opens up it feels like a smashup of classic rock and a schmear of psychedelic for freshness as classic rock is a dinosaur boneyard right now. Active rock drummer with medium heavy guitar riffage and a bit of background vocal action. The intro ends and gives way to a different riff and a more shuffling/driving beat which is cool. They keep saying ‘You shall die’ which is the vocal hook of the song. That’s a good use of a hook. There is also a space organ tucked in the distortion of the guitars and that gives the tune something besides a steady diet of riffage to groove on. I like how the vocals are de-emphasized but unfortunately the riffage is pretty familiar. I’m not sure but maybe we’re at the end of fresh classic rock riffs. They slow it down for the last third of the tune which I understand but I liked the more energetic section more. Big ups to the drummer who I think steals the show here as well as ups to the organ player/riff.
@@@ Jeremiah Fraites: Maggie (Dualtone, 2020) This is slotted as classical on Apple Music but the cover makes it seem like a ragtime record, but it doesn’t sound like either of those when you click the play button. It sounds like piano driven Americana with a string droning in support. It’s hard to make an intimate piano tune these days without getting into New Age feels, I think there’s something about that instrument and the history of it where New Age feels are just right around the corner. We get some big big tom tom drum rolls starting around halfway and the whole track simmers down. I’m fully aware that when I’m feeling the cheese pressure rising that usually means most of my fellow Americans are gonna love it because it’s inspiring and feel good. He never fully summits Cheese Mountain and I’m grateful for that. I’m gonna let the player click through to the next track as I don’t oppose him and I hear a similar epic vibe to the guitar flourishes panning back and forth which I like, it’s easier to roll with the bigness when it’s not the piano. Overall I’m agnostic on this, there are things I like and things I don’t so check it for yourself.
You can count on this narcissistic douchebag to say the right thing because he’s slick as shit and he’s no dummy but he’s not gonna be cutting back on his salary nor his hookers and blow allowance anytime soon.
Ah, telling others to do what he’s unwilling to do, a fabulous American ruling class tradition.
It’s my unsubstantiated theory that the GOP goes for these MILF-y hotties who are thick as bricks and all hyped up on their ovaries because it excites them and stimulates them in their nether regions.
It’s hot for them for a woman like this to get all dominatrix and circulate all manner of bullshit and propaganda. This is a sad bunch as after all the erections fade away the vast majority of people will realize this lady is just fucking crazy.
@@@ Dead Manifest: Blood (973399 Records DK, 2020) I got to this spirited blend of hard rock with some punk feels tossed in via a music publicist in the covid ridden UK/Ireland area. Pretty but not too shiny production with high energy and momentary Kurt Cobain feels from the singer. A less soaring vocalist who can push a vibe in a different way is always welcome to my ears. Percussive and stabbing guitar sounds with standard arena rock drums a more than solid effort. Obviously for the more mainstream hard rock listeneres out there of which there are unfortunately too many, we need more freaks.
@@@ Lil Skies: Dead Broke (Atlantic, 2020) Looks like somebody has been packaged to take the lil’ Post Malone crown. I don’t know what ethnicity or flavor lil’ skies lives in (or not) but the inclusion of the guitar here with the fat booty bass and the general vibe is aiming for that fat and profitable space where rock and hip hop can produce streaming pennies. He keeps mentioning some air national show and it serves as a weird vocal hook. Not sure I care about the national air show yo. He starts panting in the beginning of the next song and I’m having a Drake wave of Oh Lord, the Sensitive Gangsta, have we not had enough of this ridiculous archetype. Sounds pretty disposable.