Showing posts with label Arizona. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Arizona. Show all posts

Saturday, July 11, 2009

We Got Road, We Got Time, So We're Outta Here...


So, as much as I dislike posting two albums by the same artist close together, I promised something of a section on desert rock, so here's another one. Most likely the last one for a while.

This one went out of print later than the other two London releases from the Puppets, but that's not why it is so easy to find. This is available in any used CD section in the United States thanks to Nirvana. Released in early 1994 after the tour and famous MTV Unplugged set, this was unarguably the Puppets' most mainstream and most successful work. That is not to say it is not great as well. Cleaner and grungier (wtf?) than even the previous album, this one does in fact carry their tradition well and modern rock radio hit "Backwater" is awesome, no matter what some detractors may say. In many ways other tracks like "Never to Be Found" really pick up where Forbidden Places left off and "Evil Love" really wails. As hard rock as the band can get on the album, the Southwestern sound is never completely buried by 90s production and preciesely distorted guitars. "Flaming Heart," probably the strongest song on the set is the ultimate testament to the matured band that brought us all their masterpieces in the previous decade. The grunge era was in fact kind to the Meat Puppets, unlike some of their other comtemporaries, the only exception being the hidden track - a re-recording of "Lake of Fire" done in the style of the Nirvana cover, which of course, was maybe the album's biggest mainstream draw. If you ask me, Mr. Cobain certainly did not do those classics justice. This is just another worthy Meat Puppets album, and in many ways the perfect 1994 rock album.


The Meat Puppets - Too High to Die (1994)

Friday, July 3, 2009

I'm Not Easy, I Know...


In continuation of my section on desert rock and my arrival in the Paradise City, I today give you Green on Red.

I originally heard of the band in 2003 when I was becoming a massive Pavement fan. I found a page that listed each member of the group's top 10 records. I do not know what year it was from. This one held a very high position on Bob Nostanovich's and was one of the year I had not even heard of at that point.

Despite hailing entirely from Tuscon Green on Red were an essential and arguable part of the Paisley Underground. In fact, both Matt Piucci (Rain Parade) and Steve Wynn (The Dream Syndicate) get specific shout outs on the sleeve. They did, of course have their very own sound, though, in having a very prevalent country sound, while retaining more psychedelia than a group like the Long Ryders. If one is to compare all of the Paisley Underground artists to an earlier group, Green On Red's would be to the Doors all thank to the dominant organ. Lyrically, though, things get heavier with them than most of the others, but their often bouncy rhythms make up for it. Two of such examples are the title track and "That What You're Here For." Other highlights include the 70s cinema (coincidence?) one-two punch of "5 Easy Pieces" and "Deliverence," and the Southwestern downer "Old Chief." With that said, one needs to also give credit to the anthemic "Brave Generation," which is a supportive voice at this age in this time, but that's nothing...

Like many other great re-issues, this version has bonus tracks placed in between the two sides.


Green On Red - Gravity Talks (1983)

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Maybe I Had A Different Opinion That Nobdy Ever Considered Important

Well it's been a hectic past few days, hence the pause in updates. Just been very busy with my arrival in Los Angeles living the "J" Fantasy, moving, and ultimately having all the difficulties with wireless and other equipment affected by such things.


Along the cross-country drive, which has been a noticeable theme as of late I spent a lot of time in the desert, which as a Northeast kid is really something new. It certainly made an impact, especially the brief turn in I-15 through Arizona. I had plenty of desert rock in tow for this portion. Tonight I begin what will be a noticeable, but not exclusive feature on that style.

I have always been a Meat Puppets fan, but seeing the group's home turf really added even more to that. This album, one that has been out of print for many years, and as a major label debut - stemming from a deal that caused the then-defunct band to reunite, is not uncommonly maligned. However, it is one of my favorites - perhaps the most after the legendary II and Up On The Sun. Many people are not familiar with it, unfortunately, but the Kirkwoods lived out my ultimate dream (for the context) and opned their mind-blowing perfomance at the Middle East downstars September 2007 with this album's opener "Sam." The fast-paced blast of cowpunk energy was the perfect way to start a legendary show.

The album does not wane from there one bit. "This Day" is reminiscent of the feel-good psychedelia of Up On The Sun even as the next track shows the band outdoing their own straightforward hard rock style heard in their later 80s work. The pattern continues through the whimsical psychobabble of "Whirlpool," and rockers like "Popskull," but what is a Meat Puppets record without the cowboy campfire sound of "That's How It Goes" or frenetic insturmental "Six Gallon Pie"?

Essential for even casual listners of the group.

Meat Puppuets - Forbidden Places (1991)