Albert Ammons/Masters of the Boogie Piano
Them Three Kings
Albert Ammons: Boogie Woogie Stomp (Delmark '98)
The canonical recording is The First Day, Ammons's first studio session with Meade Lux Lewis, which launched Alfred Lion's even more canonical Blue Note label in 1938. But its status partly reflects the room it makes for Lewis's blues feeling, which in truth is nothing special‑-there are hundreds of better blues players across the spectrum, from Speckled Red to Otis Spann to Thelonious Monk. For the left-hand speed rolls and right-hand sparklers that are why the world cares about Ammons and Lewis, this knowledgeably annotated excavation tops the Blue Note easily. I'd prefer more duets, but although there may be something better out there, I doubt the improvement would justify the search. Most of it was recorded live at a radio broadcast from a Chicago hotel in 1939, which given how uncomplicated it is to mike a piano is of no sonic consequence; the last four songs are from a stray studio session. Eighteen tracks in all, most under three minutes and three under two, with Lewis taking half a dozen and Pete Johnson a pair. You want blues feeling, try Lewis's "Chapel Blues." You want Ammons to shout for joy, wait till he gets away from those radio guys and lets loose in the studio. A MINUS
Masters of the Boogie Piano (Delmark '03)
Or you could settle for the two tracks commandeered from the Ammons album‑-one Ammons, one Lewis, both mastered eight seconds faster‑-on this go-for-the-hips budget comp released to celebrate the Chicago label's golden anniversary. Jumping, as one reviewer wrote, from "fist-fingered old pros" to "lightning revivalists," its most breathless moment comes when Roosevelt Sykes's two-lane "North Gulfport Boogie" is passed on the left by Pete Johnson's four-lanes-and-counting "66 Stomp." And it's topped off by that special thing, an Ammons-Lewis-Johnson trio. A MINUS
That's hilarious, John.
Have fun tonight.
Thanks, ShadyShack, for the info on Andrew W.K. - the doors open in an hour - I am practically hyperventilating......
I've always wondered if the inspiration for Townshend's composing and Daltry's performing of "Won't Get Fooled Again" was an April Fool's prank.......
P. S. Just a reminder that The Wrens didn't release no motherfunkin' singles in 2003. :)
To Irene-that's the old Greg Teta. The new one is interested in
your NYC trip. How was it?
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The site offers you a facility to load a photo for your show, so I just picked ones I had on my hard drive. The only real connection between the tortoise photo and last night's show was that I took it in South Africa and lthe show had two South African tracks. (I'm assuming it was a tortoise because there was no large body of water nearby, I took it in an elephant park.) (Nice slug joke, btw).
For the dream show, I picked a photo of Table Mountain from the ferry that brings you back from Robben Island, on the grounds that it was probably the focus of a lot of dreams by former inhabitants. At the risk of channelling the spirit of Associated Press as quoted by Bob below, Robben Island was the prison where many of the senior ANC leaders including Nelson Mandela were held during apartheid (don't want to automatically assume everyone knows that).
Of the other photos, my favourite (apart from the one of the girls and me, of course) is the Connect 4 flowers, made by my daughter one day while playing with the game one day (see here: http://i.mixcloud.com/CBHOCa).
To Derf Backderf's graphic novel My Friend Dahmer (yes, the graphic artist went to high school with the gruesome serial-killer-to-be in the late 1970s). It's remarkable and unique: about the era, about high school society, about isolation, secret lives and dark thoughts that come true. Some shallow sorts have complained it's taken in by Dahmer, too sympathetic to him -- but it's simply matter-of-fact. You can sure understand why a creative type would want to exorcise such a chapter from his past and Derf does a steady, sure job of it.
Folks will say that he's making excuses for a butcher, but instead Derf is showing how if you take this home-life piece, and this sexual-fantasy piece, and this social-isolation piece, and this con-man glibness piece and then these others -- if you let them line up without intervention, then you have a murderous monster. As Derf notes, Dahmer fell off a cliff into total depravity, fought against it for nine years, and then it took over his life. And indeed, that part we don't need rehashed ever again.
Who is this George Jones fellow? you wonder. Let the AP put it in a nutshell:
The Saratoga, Texas, native is known for several classic country hits, including "White Lightning" and "He Stopped Loving Her Today."
Great fun. And I keep forgetting to say that I love your photos each time. Don't know what they mean or where they're from but they all capture a singular moment with an obvious tho' hidden back story. Today's reminds me of this joke (always afraid that I've told the same joke to the same people before but you know, it never seems to stop me) --
A slug is crawling its way through the forest when it's stepped on by a turtle. The slug ambulance shows up and the slug EMT asks, "How did you get hurt?"
The slug says, "I don't know. It all happened so fast."
about the blogger
Starting in 1967, Robert Christgau has covered popular music for The Village Voice, Esquire, Blender, Playboy, Rolling Stone, and many other publications. He teaches in New York University's Clive Davis Department of Recorded Music, maintains a comprehensive website at robertchristgau.com, and has published five books based on his journalism. He has written for MSN Music since 2006.