TRACKLIST

01. The Ring
02. Jamila
03. Waltz In Three Colors
04. Nabat´s Parade
05. Rhythm Of Life
06. Janana
07. Only You
08. Sinai
09. Cup Of Feel

MUSICIANS

Kobi Shefi - guitar
Marina Maximilian Blumin - voice
Roni Tzadik - drums & percussion
Yarom Itta - percussion
Ilan Pustopetzki - keyboards & computer
Yoram Lachish - oboe, english horn & alto flute, zurna
Alon Farber - saxophones
Yoni Dror - saxophone, duduk, didgeridoo & flute
Nimrod Lachish - bass

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According to Hesiod, Dreams are the children of Night, and brothers and sisters of Death and Sleep. Deceptive dreams issue from a gate of ivory, true dreams through a gate of horn.
The spirits of the departed, too, so long as they are not in the kingdom of Hades, have the power of appearing to the sleeper in dreams.
Later poets call dreams the sons of sleep, and give them separate names. Morpheus, for instance, only appears in various human forms. Ikelos, called also Phobetor, or Terrifyer, assumes the shapes of all kinds of animals as well as that of man: Phantasos only those of inanimate objects.

Today we serve up half of this round, black inanimate object, known as DL 9062, specifically the delicacy presented on side two: Three dramatic readings from Edgar Allan Poe as performed (with no directing credit) by James Mason, with creepy and dramatic organ stylings by Buddy Cole, who no doubt wore an Inverness cape for the occasion.

Rather than wax eloquent about Mr. Mason or the dear Mr. Poe, let us simply enjoy the delicious tones of his words as read by a master appreciator of same.

A larger copy of the full cover art for this gem is found HERE.

And the MP3s on display are:

The Tell-Tale Heart
Annabel Lee
Silence

Happy Hallowe'en All!

Here's a Driftwood statistic worth noting: this site's authors have made five children since we began four years ago on Nov. 1, 2005, at 8:45 p.m.

A lot has happened, but perennial themes tell a story: controlled spoilage , the curdling of tastes , aesthetic relativity , the world-weary shrug one eventually adopts in the face of overwhelming evidence that things probably aren't going to get much better than they are right now. You'd think we would have quit by now.

But always, eventually, somewhere in the hidden folds of the crow's feet of a leathery gaze into the sunburst desertscape of our spiritual condition, we find reasons for joy and hope. In records, albums, songs, melodies, beats, lyrics, riffs, barbaric yawps, fay whispers, harmonic convergences, thunderous licks, melted time signatures, all manner of stoned philosophy, rough mixes, ripples of phaser and dollops of wah-wah, sonic wizardry of pretty much every stripe and stipple. If there's a sparkle in the groove, we'll fish it out. We're as moved by an epic failed attempt as by the soulful note perfectly struck.

As people, we grow ever more barnacled and bloated, what with jobs and kids and mortgages (gulp), untethered from a long-lost center that didn't hold and was never destined to hold. We need stronger liquor now, it's true. A revelation: people our age, Gen-X, have realized we're finally just a subset of the Baby Boomers, our cultural circuit-board built to believe we were extending the 20th Century narrative on some inevitable arc to somewhere (over the rainbow?), never suspecting we'd just end up digitizing the whole human drama and folding it all into an archival box for a flattened, airless age. End of History and all that. We're still a bit stunned that it turned out this way, aren't we? I think that's what The Driftwood Singers has always been about: for us, records aren't just the flotsam and jetsam of a faded generation anymore, they're also flotation devices to keep us from going under. We're collecting them like scrap metal for some kind of floating junkyard paradise where we can hang out and talk shit, drink bourbon and eat beans around a fire when it's all just Waterworld. Inside a grain of sand, a universe: in this case, ours. Pilfer a little reefer in a hand-rolled cigarette, settle in for the gauzy journey to the stereo, the first shocking notes, the quivering vocal, the tremolo guitar trembling between the speakers like a shimmering sun, the enveloping rapture of a musical moment.

It'll do in a pinch. Happy Four Years to us!

Divine Daze of Deathless Delight - Donovan

1960 - 1964. From the "Producers and songwriters series" from Ace. Writer and producer, of "Here comes the night" by the Them, for example. He also tried his own hand at performing, as a singer and musician, but with not much success.A CD about a producer, so we need to listen for the sound quality and arrangements, eh? Don't worry, if anything's very obvious, it's that. There are little details

1960 - 1964. From the "Producers and songwriters series" from Ace. Writer and producer, of "Here comes the night" by the Them, for example. He also tried his own hand at performing, as a singer and musician, but with not much success.A CD about a producer, so we need to listen for the sound quality and arrangements, eh? Don't worry, if anything's very obvious, it's that. There are little details

In Amerika is Halloween hét griezelfeest bij uitstek. Typisch Amerikaans, zul je misschien denken. Kinderen die verkleed als spook of zombie aanbellen voor snoep. Nu ja, zo heel Amerikaans is het allemaal niet. Halloween is het Angelsaksische restant van het Katholieke Allerheiligen en Allerzielen, dat plaatsvindt op 1 en 2 november. Deze dag werd in 998 door de Abdij van Cluny in Frankrijk ingesteld. De Katholieke kerk deed weer inspiratie op bij de oude Kelten, die jaarlijks op 31 oktober het einde van het jaar ('Samhain') vierden.

Men geloofde dat op deze avond de grens tussen de 'gewone' wereld en de wereld der geesten vervaagde, en de doden voor de laatste keer hun familie bezochten. Tegelijkertijd zagen allerlei kwade geesten hun kans schoon om af te dalen. Om deze boze geesten te verdrijven, trokken de Kelten afschrikwekkende kleren aan en maakten een hoop lawaai.

De naam 'Halloween' is afgeleid van 'All Hallow's evening', de vooravond van een Ierse heiligenfeestdag; Ieren gingen van deur tot deur en vroegen om voedsel voor een feestmaal – hoe meer je gaf, hoe voorspoediger het nieuwe jaar zou uitpakken. De Ierse en Schotse immigranten brachten in de 19e eeuw hun tradities naar Amerika, waar de verscheidene feestdagen gecombineerd en gemixt werden. Het Amerikaanse Halloween is dus een vreemd allegaartje van folklore en verzonnen gebruiken. Een beetje zoals Sinterklaas langzaam transformeerde naar zijn aalgladde evenknie Santa Claus.

In ieder geval: mocht je het geval krijgen dat je Halloween-avond redelijk tam is verlopen, luister dan naar 'Halloweensounds' van Scott McNulty. Dit album bevat vier tracks ('Haunted', 'Cemetary', 'Nightmare' en 'Spirits') die je ongetwijfeld in de juiste stemming brengen. Lang uitgesponnen klanktapijten, die beelden oproepen van verlaten begraafplaatsen en mysterieuze spookhuizen. Er wordt weliswaar met kettingen gerinkeld, af en toe weerklinkt er onheilspellend klokgebeier en het naargeestige gejammer van de wind is niet van de lucht, maar McNuly slaagt er gelukkig in om aan de goede kant van de cheesy-grens te blijven. Luister zelf: 'Halloween Sounds' (256 kbps vbr, 116 MB).

Produced by J. L. Lyan

A hidden treasure ! That's raw , savaaage ... the Stooges meets the Doors !
Wild child was a french combo ... They came from Marseille to burn Paris !
After a single "Stooge face" they recorded this mini lp "Speedlife O'mind" in 1982 ! This is pure Stooges stuff , directly from the Fun House !!!
Take it ... you won't regret it !

"... Fin 1982, "Speedlife O'Mind", titre d'un premier mini album, enfonça encore le clou stoogien . (après le single "Stooge face"). Tout y était rage et venin pour une combustion foudroyante sous les feux de la rampe. A noter que ce "O' Mind" pour "Out of my mind" est un concept trouble inventé par les frères Asheton, un mot d'ordre qui dirigea l'enregistrement du sauvage "Fun House" des Stooges. Etre hors de soi, en français académique et euphémique : c'est dire. Dès lors on les suivit à la trace : live, Paris, Vincennes, ailleurs..." Source

WILD CHILD Speedlife O' Mind mini lp 1982 wav
She Drives Me Insane / Hare And Love / Dusty Friends / Modern People / I Don't Care / Speedlife O' Mind.
Wild Child : Leeroy Stanner : guitars / Little Jim : vocals, harmonica / Iv B. Dog : bass, vocals / Richard : drums, percussions, vocals.
Dedicated to the Trépigneur !

TRACKLIST

01. 666
02. The Robot
03. Paperlapapp #1
04. 777
05. Wet Fred
06. BMGG+G
07. Warm Valley
08. Tirol
09. 777 Solo
10. Fru Fru (Frappée Faux Pas)
11. The Air of December
12. Dancing With A Silhouette
13. F.S.
14. Paperlapapp #II

MUSICIANS

Conrad Schrenk - guitar
Franz Hackl - trumpet, flugelhorn
Thomas Kugi - sax
Stefan Mitterbacher - keys
Werner Feldgrill - bass
Thomas Lang - drums

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The exceedingly thoughtful blogger at Record Collector's Hot Platters shares his collection of memorabilia related to the shocking, I tell you, simply shocking! 1959 movie of a romance between an Asian man and a "beautiful American" (read: pasty white) girl. There are all the trappings of an obsessive collector -- posters, lobby cards, ads, and a promo copy of the theme autographed by the composer. Tho I dunno, "Crimson Kimono" sort of sounds to me like the story of a girl with bad hygienic practices.

TRACKLIST

01. Tarannoum
02. Iman
03. Eklil
04. A Kind Of Love
05. Jito & Tato
06. Derballah
07. Frag Habibe
08. L Enfant DU Sable
09. L Ange Aveugle

MUSICIANS

Dhafer Youssef - vocal, oud
Markus Stockhausen - trumpet, flugelhorn
Nguyên Lê - guitar
Renaud Garcia-Fons, Achim Tang - bass
Deepak Ram - bansuri
Zoltan Lantos - violin
Jatinder Thakur - tabla, dolak
Patrice Héral - drums
Carlo Rizzo - tambourine

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TRACKLIST

01. The Maze
02. Percolator
03. New Day
04. Troll
05. Flight
06. Smooth Move
07. No Goodbyes
08. Rain Daze
09. Caveman
10. Prayer

MUSICIANS

Jim Weider - guitar
John Holbrook - keyboards, bass synthesizer
Tony Levin - bass guitar
Rodney Holmes - drums
Carlos Valdes - percussion

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MX-80 Sound's first full album found the band balanced in some sort of weird zone where punk, art metal, and a drawling sort of humor Stephen Malkmus would chase down in later years could all happily coexist. That the band was a contemporary (in terms of time, if not exact location) of Devo and Pere Ubu makes a perfect sort of sense -- the quartet's songs were less immediately anthemic, but something in the Ohio water seems to have seeped over to Indiana as well. Lines like "There's an electrical alliance when you turn on that appliance" could be pure spud-boy attitude, while the nervous frazzle of the music and the semi-sci-fi identity the band used for their appearances and photos make for pure herky-jerky fun. If anything, Hard Attack may just well be the secret counterpart to the Fall at the time, and for good reason (even the two-drummer team of Armour and Mahoney arguably beat Mark E. Smith and company to the punch). Stim is a wonderfully offbeat singer, ranting without ever raving, as prone to talk over, around, and beside the beat as to sing anything straightforward, while his occasional turns on horn seem like the type of thing he would do for the hell of it. The rhythm section's affinity for prog rock's tempo switching and jazzy breakdowns never become an end in and of itself; the goal instead is to keep both the noise and the groove on, and they do it with raunchy power. Lead guitarist Anderson makes some righteously giddy feedback and circus/carnival riffs (Stim aiding him at points, other times finding its own path), and the end result is a sharp balance between insanity and just enough control. Outrageously funny/bad lyrical joke: "A horse that lives for a year is a yearling, but a horse that lives for a week, is it a weakling?"

-Ned Raggett, allmusic.com

DOWNLOAD:
MX-80 Sound-HARD ATTACK (1977)
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TRACKLIST

01. The Bigger Equation
02. Bingo
03. Celestial Carnies
04. Waiting For Diana
05. The Secret Decoder Ring
06. We Feast, But First We Dance
07. Flight of the Bumblebee

MUSICIANS

Marco Villarreal - guitar
Buddy Pearson - bass
Bill Romer - drums
Waz Fox - piano

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More now deleted uploads from the fantastic Gospel blog Just Moving On, this time from May and June this year (must admit I missed the March posts and in April there were no entries)Tracklist:Mighty Gospel Revelators - I'm On My Way Lloyd Cannady & the Flying Clouds - Burden Down Hopson Family - Come On Out Of That CornerRev. Oris Mays - I'm Saved And Satisfied Stars of Glory - Jesus On The Main

TRACKLIST

01. For You
02. Train
03. A Short Story
04. Lullaby
05. Groovemania
06. M.K.
07. Dynamic
08. Nostalgia
09. Move Your Neck
10. Conversation

MUSICIANS

José De Castro - guitar, bass (1)
Melvin Lee Davis, J. Vera (3,5) - bass
Enzo Filippone - drums
Denis Bilanin - pad
Inaki Quijano - hammond

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Track List:
01 - Ages of Magick (5.48)
02 - Mind Over Matter (4.02)
03 - The Forgotten King (3.02)
04 - The Storyteller (3.42)
05 - The Whale's Last Dance (4.30)
06 - Time Between Times (5.03)
07 - Flight of the Condor (4.48)
08 - Lutey and the Mermaid (3.02)
09 - Standing Stones (4.31)
10 - The Enchanter (6.04)
11 - The Healer (4.18)
12 - Through the Eyes of a Child (2.13)
13 - Hy Breasail (8.38)

LineUp:
- Oliver Wakeman - (keyboards, pianos, Hammond organ)
- Steve Howe - (electric & acoustic guitars, steel guitar)
- Dave Wagstaffe - (drums, percussion)
- Tim Buchanan - (bass)
- Tony Dixon - (uilleann pipes, whistles, flute)
- Jo Greenland - (violin)

Here's a Driftwood statistic worth noting: this site's authors have made five children since we began four years ago on Nov. 1, 2005, at 8:45 p.m.

A lot has happened, but perennial themes tell a story: controlled spoilage , the curdling of tastes , aesthetic relativity , the world-weary shrug one eventually adopts in the face of overwhelming evidence that things probably aren't going to get much better than they are right now. You'd think we would have quit by now.

But always, eventually, somewhere in the hidden folds of the crow's feet of a leathery gaze into the sunburst desertscape of our spiritual condition, we find reasons for joy and hope. In records, albums, songs, melodies, beats, lyrics, riffs, barbaric yawps, fay whispers, harmonic convergences, thunderous licks, melted time signatures, all manner of stoned philosophy, rough mixes, ripples of phaser and dollops of wah-wah, sonic wizardry of pretty much every stripe and stipple. If there's a sparkle in the groove, we'll fish it out. We're as moved by an epic failed attempt as by the soulful note perfectly struck.

As people, we grow ever more barnacled and bloated, what with jobs and kids and mortgages (gulp), untethered from a long-lost center that didn't hold and was never destined to hold. We need stronger liquor now, it's true. A revelation: people our age, Gen-X, have realized we're finally just a subset of the Baby Boomers, our cultural circuit-board built to believe we were extending the 20th Century narrative on some inevitable arc to somewhere (over the rainbow?), never suspecting we'd just end up digitizing the whole human drama and folding it all into an archival box for a flattened, airless age. End of History and all that. We're still a bit stunned that it turned out this way, aren't we? I think that's what The Driftwood Singers has always been about: for us, old LPs and quasi-salvageable bygone pop isn't just the flotsam and jetsam of a faded generation, it's a flotation device to keep us from going under the waves. We collect them like scrap metal for some kind of floating junkyard paradise where we can hang out and talk shit, drink bourbon and eat beans around a fire when the rest has turned to Waterworld. Inside a grain of sand, a universe: here's ours. Pilfer a little reefer in a hand-rolled cigarette, settle in for the gauzy journey to the stereo, the blue-green glow, the first shocking notes, the quivering vocal, the tremolo guitar trembling between the speakers like a shimmering sun, the enveloping rapture of a musical moment.

It'll do in a pinch. Here's to four more years ...

Divine Daze of Deathless Delight - Donovan

Yellow Sun - Donovan

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