This Is Radio Hell
Is it just me, or have you also noticed that the Lite FM pap schlock has grown inconceivably even more mindless and insipid? I work two jobs, and at both places this crap is piped into the environment. After eight hours, I’m near homicidal. Seriously, that ‘Say what you need to say’ song has said what it needs to say, no need to repeat it endlessly. And between James Blunt telling me I’m beautiful and Sarah McLachlan telling me my love is better than ice cream, hell yes, Daniel Powter, I’ve had a bad day, and it’s because an endless supply of this shite is stabbing my brain cells one at a time. And lastly, who the hell is that woman butchering Aerosmith’s ‘Dream On?’ She needs to be dragged out at dawn for foisting that steaming pile on us. Is there really anyone out there that finds this garbage acceptable?
Tal Wilkenfeld – Transformation
This young lady is definitely making a name for herself, playing brilliant bass in Jeff Beck’s band (check out the recent show live from Ronnie Scott’s), among other notable gigs. But this completely tight, jazzy solo record is maybe an even better indicator that she totally kicks ass. Here she really steps up and lets go with a sweet flow, and her fellow musicians are in top form too. These instrumental adventures will blow your mind. Hot damn, indeed.
AC/DC – Black Ice
Quelle suprise. AC/DC has made another blues rock record using their well-worn template. The only new thing here is that this one definitely comes in at half-speed. Probably they’re just getting old, wanting to pepper their concert set lists with plodding songs that will let them rest a bit more. And if you can believe it, I swear the track Anything Goes sounds like a Mellencamp cover. I know! Fans will love this, and so will rock radio. To me, it ain’t even within shouting distance of their best, but whatever. It’s AC/DC. Turn it up and let it endlessly be 1985.
Flight Of The Conchords – The Distant Future
We love the Conchords! James introduced us to their hilarious brilliance, and we can’t thank him enough. This is their debut ep, and every track is solid gold. If you’ve seen the show, you’ll know what to expect. If not, well, get on the bus ‘cos this is where it’s at. There is too little of this kind of comedic excellence in our plastic, idiocy-addled culture. Long live the Conchords.
Gabba Gabba Hey – A Tribute To The Ramones
The Ramones deserve every tribute possible, and then some. This is an interesting disc, because in a way it’s cool (these are, after all, Ramones songs and therefore awesome. Also, Keith Morris is involved, so right on), but in another way it’s kind of lackluster. Odd that a long list of artists would get together and create what sounds mostly like a predictable, half-assed job. Not all the tracks are like this, of course, but enough so that this disc is just okay, not the pile of amazing it should be. At least they didn’t just pick all the obvious songs. You’d be further ahead to just listen to the originals, if you want the real blast.