My brother heads off today, so I figured we'd take one last chance to do a podcast while we can. This is mostly new stuff and inbox though, so I am not sure how he'll react. Actually, he was in the room last week while I went through my inbox, played stuff, replied to emails, deleted things, and so on and so forth. I think his response was that he simply wouldn't be able to handle the avalanche of shit I have to get through, and that it would simply turn him off music completely. I [...]
Apr 13, 2010, 10:30am
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Die Wurzeln des Folksongs „The Cuckoo" reichen bis ins 18. Jahrhundert zurück. Durch die Welt geistert das Stück bis heute. Der Urheber dieses sehnsüchtigen Stücks, das vom Schicksal eines heimatlosen Glückspielers erzählt, ist unbekannt. Im späten 18. Jahrhundert beginnt der englische Folksong erstmals auf Notenblättern aufzutauchen. Darauf fliegt "The Cuckoo" über den Atlantik, worauf der Song [...]
For the next three days I will be discussing the Anthology of American Folk Music , which I have recently acquired in a handsome-as-hell reissue package . These 6 CDs have been called "the holy grail of folk music," but I prefer to think of them not as an impossible gleaming cup floating in a shaft of light in some far-flung castle, but as a chipped hand-thrown clay mug we mere mortals can drink from whenever we'd like, whether we are worthy like Parsifal or not (and we're probably not). Harry Smith, a beatnik and experimental [...]
It's an inevitable process. It starts, naturally enough, with Henry Flynt. Listening to his music, you wonder where it came from, this strange mix of caustic minimalism and Appalachian folksong. So you take a first, tentative step into the minefield of the uncool that is old-timey music. That's how I eventually came across Clarence Ashley. Ashley was the real deal. Born in 1895 he lived a varied life: he worked medicine shows and started a recording career, but was hit by the depression of the 1930s and forced into working the mines. [...]
" With the first gray light he rose and left the boy sleeping and walked out to the road and squatted and studied the country to the south. Barren, silent, godless. He thought the month was October but he wasnt sure. He hadnt kept a calendar for years. They were moving south. There'd be no surviving another winter here ." -- from Cormac McCarthy 's The Road photo by douglas roesch [...]
Image: Helen Levitt I See Who You Are - Björk From Volta ( Amazon ), Myspace Image: Irving Penn Trust - Gravenhurst From The Western Lands ( Amazon ), Myspace [...]
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