TERRELL'S SOUND WORLD PLAYLIST

Sunday, October 8, 2006
KSFR, Santa Fe, N.M.
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10 p.m. to midnight Sundays Mountain Time
Host: Steve Terrell

OPENING THEME: Let it Out (Let it All Hang Out) by The Hombres
Sleeping Around by Sonic Youth
Destination X by Dead Moon
Dark Sunday Evening by Roy & The Devil's Motorcycle
Point and Shoot by Yo La Tengo
Ghost in the Sky by Sparklehorse
City of the Dead by The Clash
Obviously by Jesus H. Christ & The Four Hornsmen of the Apocalypse
No Drugs, No Way by The Great Body Shop

In This Home on Ice by Clap Your Hands and Say Yeah
From Blown Speakers by The New Pornographers
White Light/White Heat by Lou Reed
Let's Make the Water Turn Black/Harry, You're a Beast/The Orange County Lumber Truck/Oh No by Frank Zappa
The Wurlitzer by Doghead
What Do We Do With a Drunken Sailor by David Thomas
The Nightmare by Cab Calloway

BIG BECK BLOCK
Soldier Jane
Satan Gave Me a Taco
Mixed Bizness
Soul Suckin Jerk
Que Onda, Guero
I Get Lonesome
Hotwax
Dark Star

I Can't Write Left Handed by Carl Hancock Rux
Light and Day/Reach For the Sky by The Polyphonic Spree
Till Dreams Come True by Judee Sill
Don't Ask Why by Los Lobos
It Was You by Lindsay Buckingham
Now by The Plimsouls
CLOSING THEME: Over the Rainbow by Jerry Lee Lewis

THE END OF COCKFIGHTING AS WE KNOW IT?

Longtime New Mexico columnist Ned Cantwell predicts the end of cockfighting in New Mexico based on Gov. Bill Richardson's statement that he'll make an announcement about the issue in January. CLICK HERE

I dunno, Ned. Maybe he's just going to announce that an Adam Sandler remake of Warren Oates' classic 1974 movie Cockfighter will be be made in New Mexico.

Or maybe Richardson will announce his support for some variaton of Cantwell's tongue-in-cheek idea for "one final cockfighting derby, the Super Bowl of Cockfights, pitting the top fighting roosters from New Mexico against the best the Louisiana has to offer."

Probably more feasible than a pro football team in Albuquerque.

THE SANTA FE OPRY PLAYLIST

Friday, October 6, 2006
KSFR, Santa Fe, NM
Webcasting!
10 p.m. to midnight Fridays Mountain Time
Host: Steve Terrell

OPENING THEME: Buckaroo by Buck Owens & The Buckaroos
When the Good and the Bad Get Ugly by Butch Hancock
The Communist Hoedown by Rotondi
Walk On Out of My Mind by Waylon Jennings
King of California by Dave Alvin
Ain't Living Long Like This by Waylon Jennings
Drinking Wine Spo-Dee-O-Dee, Drinking Wine by Johnny Burnette
Wolverton Mountain by Claude King
Hard Times by The Bubbadinos

Bears in Them Woods by Nancy Apple
Then I'll Be Movin' On by Mother Earth
Oil in My Lamp by The Byrds
Back to Blue by Bobby Bare Jr's Young Criminals Starvation League
Cautious by Jim Lauderdale
Rode Hard by Amy Rigby
Almost Persuaded by David Houston
Devil Woman by Marty Robbins
Hot Tape Deck by Roy D. Mercer

Live and Die Rock 'n' Roll by Ray Wylie Hubbard
Diamond Joe by Guy Clark and Verlon Thompson
Ain't Talkin' by Bob Dylan
Brother Music, Sister Rhythm by Wayne Hancock
Cocaine Blues by Holy Modal Rounders
Three-Teared Wedding Cake by Margaret Burke
Cowboy Song by Dan Reeder
Old Time Religion by Rob McNurlin

Bride in Pink by Chip Taylor
Never Gonna Be Your Bride by Carrie Rodriguez
Summer is Over by Fred Eaglesmith
No Tears Tonight by Jon Langford & Richard Buckner
Brown Ferry Blues by Robbie Fulks
Treat Each Other Right by Greg Brown
Something to Think About by Willie Nelson
What a Wonderful World by Chris Thomas King
CLOSING THEME: Comin' Down by The Meat Puppets

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PAIGE McKENZIE UPDATE

Actually not much new to report here about the vicious attack on Paige McKenzie, GOP gubernatorial candidate John Dendahl's spokeswoman and longtime Republican activist.

Paige was severely beaten in the face when she stopped to fix a flat tire in a parking lot in Bernalillo after 7 p.m. Wednesday. Luckily EMYS were nearby.

Police say they have no suspects. Dendahl has told reporters that a friend told him Paige might have recognized her attacker, though police won't confirm that.

The good news is that Paige is no longer in "critical" condition. Late yesterday afternoon, UNM Hospital changed her condition to "serious."

Her parents, who live in Florida, arrived in Albuquerque yesterday and issued a statement through p.r. whiz Tom Garrity:

"We are saddened by the brutal sequence of events that have left our daughter fighting for her life. We appreciate the prayers and support that has come through in various forms. The support, skilled doctors and Paige's faith will get us all through this difficult time. We are grateful for the Sandoval County EMT's who first found Paige and started work to save her life. The care and attention by the doctors here at UNMH is unparalleled.

We hope that those responsible for this despicable act will be brought to justice soon. We appreciate your prayers and support during this very difficult time."

Garrity said the family will set up a fund to help defray Paige's medical cost. I'll post that here when I get the details.

A few details, I learned yesterday:
NewsMax, a conservative publication for which McKenzie has worked, quoted her brother Patrick McKenzie saying the flat tire apparently had been slashed.

McKenzie had been working at state Republican headquarters in Albuquerque shortly before the attack and was apparently was on her way home when she pulled over to fix a flat tire.

Personally I hope by the end of the day I'll be writing about an arrest.

UPDATE: This just in:

Albuquerque, NM - Today family and friends of Paige McKenzie established a charitable fund at First Community Bank with the goal of offsetting rising medical costs associated with the brutal attack against her earlier this week. People can donate money to the "Paige McKenzie Fund" at any First Community Bank in New Mexico. First Community Bank made the first donation of $500.00 today. People can donate funds in person or send a check to:

First Community Bank
Attn: Paige McKenzie Fund
Post Office Box 3686
Albuquerque, New Mexico 87190

Checks should be made payable to the "Paige McKenzie Fund."

TERRELL'S TUNE-UP: INFORMATION, PLEASE

A version of this was published in The Santa Fe New Mexican
October 6, 2006

Kitchen-sink troubadour, poetic salad-shooter and rock ’n’ roll puppetmeister Beck is back with a new album that’s delightfully all over the map.

I have to admit, since 2002’s Sea Change — which I found to be a one-note pity-party downer, even though it was loved and praised by virtually everyone else through the hallowed halls of criticdom — I tend to approach Beck albums with a little trepidation.

And yes, I was a little worried when I read that the new one is produced by Nigel Godrich, who had the same position on Sea Change as well as Mutations, another subdued Beck album.

But thankfully, The Information, released this week, is full of Beck’s trademark sonic goofiness, his weird sense of humor, and even some kinda-purdy tunes here and there.

This one might not rank with his best, but it’s a great listen that doesn’t get dull.

As we’ve come to expect with Beck, this album contains fascinating blends of white-kid hip-hop, carnival-freak funk, folk/blues/bossa nova, Plan 9 From Outer Space electronica accompanying surreal, absurdist lyrics. It’s a crazy tour of Beck’s private universe. There are sudden stops — and no seat belts.

“One, two, you know what to do.” That’s the studio chatter that kicks off the first song, a hip-hoppy track called “Elevator Music.” With this song I’m almost tempted to think Beck has been listening to old Gluey Brothers CDs.

One of the most musical and straightforward cuts on The Information is the bouncy “Think I’m in Love.” It’s a little poppy, though not without some nicely insane Beck touches, like the wild bongo percussion during a couple of the instrumental breaks. I’m actually surprised that this wasn’t the one the record company markets as a single. (Instead the company chose “Nausea,” a more hopped-up number.)

One of the prettiest songs here is “New Round,” in which, after an intro of stray banjo thumbs and what sounds like a mock Gregorian chant, Beck experiments with multitracked vocals, even indulging in some self-harmonizing.

Beck’s acoustic guitar is out front on “No Complaints,” while “1000BPM” is a clattering percussion workout that doesn’t play at the speed the title implies.

The title song starts out with relentless, almost industrial drums and an ethereal female voice singing “ahhhhh,” passing through an electronic asteroid belt before slowing down and melting into a cello-driven cool-down that ends in an explosion. This goes directly into a slow synth air called “Movie Theme.”

The album concludes with the menacing if meandering 10-minute suite “The Horrible Fanfare/Landslide/Exoskeleton.” This little odyssey starts out with a funky bass line — the tank that carries the listener over rugged musical terrain - incomprehensible Beck-rapping, an enticing psychedelic guitar, old-fashioned scratching, and a robotic female voice. About six minutes into the piece, the bottom drops out and you’re floating through the cosmos. The last couple of minutes is a bizarre monologue about space travel. The end is so sudden that the listener feels abandoned.

The main problem with The Information is its lack of truly memorable tunes. There’s certainly no “Loser,” “Devil’s Haircut,” or “Mixed Bizness” (where he tried to “make all the lesbians scream.”) But, as with his best albums, The Information is a treat for ears that makes you keep listening for those funny little moments of Beckian wonder.

Big Beck block: Hear selections from this album and other Beck goodies Sunday night on Terrell’s Sound World. That’s 10 p.m. to midnight on KSFR 90.7 FM, Santa Fe Public Radio. And don’t forget The Santa Fe Opry, Friday night, same time, same station.

Also recommended:

*Good Bread Alley by Carl Hancock Rux. Rux is a multifaceted artist — poet, playwright, and photographer — and an amazing musical force as well.

This album basically is art-damaged blues. Blues for the literate.

Rux saves his best for the first. The title song is a slow (almost plodding), nearly six-minute blues riff, complete with a ghostly trumpet. But while the beat is unhurried and deliberate, Rux sounds like a preacher on fire, almost breathless as he chants and rants about “the magistrates and the apostates” and dreams that “always begin with bruises.” His vocals fade in and out, making the whole track sound alternatively urgent and magnificently spooky.

“Living Room” is based on a mutated, pounding “Gimme Some Lovin’” hook. Again, Rux sounds like a mad prophet who’s broken into recording to get his message out.

A more subtle attack is used on “Thadius Star.” The piano here sounds like “Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy,” while “Behind the Curtain” starts off slow but ebbs and flows with gospel fervor.

While Rux is best-known as a writer, there’s one cover here, the obscure Bill Withers protest song “I Can’t Write Left Handed.” It’s the story of a soldier who lost an arm. “Will you write a letter, a letter to my mother?” he cries. “Tell the tale, tell the tale, tell the tale.”

You’ll find some compelling tales here.