day ten facebook ablum chlalenge

I have once again been nominated to do the whole album list thingie on Facebook, by world champion band-name mashup queen Liza Belmonte. You are supposed to post 10 album covers for 10 days that have affected your life, with “no explanation.” This is day ten.

There is no list of albums that I could possibly make without

Day Eight: Le Fleur

I have once again been nominated to do the whole album list thingie on Facebook, by world champion band-name mashup queen Liza Belmonte. You are supposed to post 10 album covers for 10 days that have affected your life, with “no explanation.”

Day Five – Plug Me In

I have once again been nominated to do the whole album list thingie on Facebook, by world champion band-name mashup queen Liza Belmonte. You are supposed to post 10 album covers for 10 days that have affected your life, with “no explanation.” However, there are some of I may just have to blab about.

All I have to say is that had I known this existed in 1985, I might have practiced more.

Ad Rock tried to warn me.

Facebook Album Challenge: Day Four

I have once again been nominated to do the whole album list thingie on Facebook, by world champion band-name mashup queen Liza Belmonte. You are supposed to post 10 album covers for 10 days that have affected your life, with “no explanation.” However, there are some of I may just have to blab about.

Bu not this one. This one can speak for itself.

Billie Eilish, A Poem

Me: Hey 2018 Aaron, guess what?

2018 Aaron: What?

Me: Your favorite thing in the world in 2020 is going to be an album by a teenage girl who recorded the entire thing in her bedroom with her brother.

2018 Aaron: Yeah okay.

Me: And much of the music is kind of slow and tad morose, but I love it. It’s really really great music!

2018 Aaron: Man, are you okay? STOP FIBBING

Me: I’m not making this up.

2018 Aaron: Sure. Next you’re going to tell me they have burgers not made of meat.

Me: Well…

Christmas 2019

Somebody on Twitter asked people what they’d learned in 2019. It made me review the pages here at good old 8WK Studios, and I didn’t really get the impression I’d learned much.

I’ll say the latest thing I’ve learned is a better way to season ground meat once one has browned it properly.

I do know I began 2019 with an intention to spend more time listening to new music and more time recording my results here. That’s why the first entries of the year held that focus. I don’t know why it got lost in the shuffle. I just got busy, I guess.

I will say, of all the upcoming releases, the one with the most promise would be Everything Else Has Gone Wrong from Bombay Bicycle Club. This is a band that consistently paints with the little brush. I dig this band and salivate over their new release, coming the week of Jan. 17. A few samples:

So perhaps we’ll do a bit more work here in 2020. But trust me on Bombay Bicycle Club.

Christmas was okay. I had stupidly volunteered to work the holiday. This meant a quick breakfast Christmas with family. Delicious pancakes. Good times. And, we can now scratch the new Prince memoir off the list. Check!

Bonus to checking out some new bands is finding others. BBC will apparently tour with The Big Moon this year. They are great.

Hundalasiliah!

It’s weird, but I always get a little excited this time of year, this day, as if I’m actually lighting the candles on Little Richard’s birthday cake.

It is a luxury that Little Richard’s birthday falls within the Zappa Solstice. Of course, if the information I read on the Facebook today is correct, so does Louis Cole’s birthday. But that’s another matter altogether. Hi, Louis Cole!

Little Richard, 87 today, penned a song that became one of my favorite Mothers performances ever caught on tape. Track two off of Weasels Ripped My Flesh, the song is called “Directly from my Heart,” and it features Don “Sugarcane” Harris in a blistering fiddle performance. But this thing would not be half what it is without the stellar source material, the song that drags its left foot so beautifully.

This is not going to be a long, drawn-out post. I have done that previously. I do recommend on this auspicious occasion that the average humble music listener might want to take a moment away from one’s gorging diet of Zappa, and Mothers, and Beefheart, and Geronimo Black, and listen to something by Little Richard. And, if you’re curious, settle down with author Richard Kirby’s masterpiece, Little Richard: The Birth of Rock and Roll. It will change your life.

Happy birthday, Georgia Peach. Health and comfort to you.