Sunday, September 19, 2010

Yacking With Kinky

I had a hard time deciding whether to put my interview with Kinky Friedman on this blog -- after all, I first came to love him as a songwriter/performer -- or on my political blog.

But considering that most of out conversation was about politics -- and even when I asked him about his musical career, the talk veered back into politics -- I decided to put it over there.

Kinky's scheduled to be at Monte's of Santa Fe cigar store next Sunday. He said he hasn't decided whether he's going to sing any songs.

In the interest of full disclosure -- and full ego gratification -- I should mention that back in the early '90s I opened for Kinky twice when he played in Albuquerque at the El Rey Theatre. He said he remembered that when I talked to him last week, but he probably was just being nice.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

BARRENCE & SAVAGES DELIVER!

BARRENCE WHITFIELD & THE SAVAGES

They were even better than I thought they'd be. In case you missed my Barrence Whitfield interview yesterday, the R&B belter from Boston reunited, first time in nearly a quarter century, with two original members of The Savages, Peter Greenberg, now a Taos resident, and Phil Lenker.
BARRENCE WHITFIELD & THE SAVAGES
The crowd was far smaller than it should have been (proving true what that gal told The Santa Fe Reporter this week, "My experience of nightlife in Santa Fe is, when I’m looking for something really cool, I can’t find it and, when I’ve found something really cool, I wish more people were there.") But those who were there got a good taste of what Barrence is all about.

Check my snapshots HERE.

If you live in Albuquerque, you've still got a chance. Barrence and The Savages will be at Low Spirits, 2823 Second St. N.W., 8 p.m. tonight. Don't be an idiot, just go!

Thursday, September 16, 2010

BARRENCE WHITFIELD TO GO SAVAGE IN NM

A version of this was published in The Santa Fe New Mexican
September 17, 2010



When I heard that Barrence Whitfield & The Savages were coming to New Mexico, three words immediately came to mind: “Ow! Ow! Ow!”

That particular exclamation has become something of a trademark for Boston soul shouter Whitfield. It is the name of one of his albums, and he often uses it to punctuate the messages from his Twitter account. But most important, you can hear him scream, “Ow! Ow! Ow!” when he really gets going onstage, pounding some song into submission.

Fans can expect to hear it more than once when Barrence and his band rip it up at Santa Fe Brewing Company on Friday, Sept. 17, and at Low Spirits Bar & Stage in Albuquerque on Saturday, Sept. 18.

His New Mexico shows represent the first time in nearly a quarter century that Whitfield will play with original Savages guitarist Peter Greenfield (now a Taos resident and guitarist for a garage band called Manby’s Head) and bassist Phil Lenker.

Back in the early 1980s, Whitfield and his Savages were known as one of the wildest acts ever to hit the East Coast. Whitfield’s music draws upon the unfettered rock and R & B of the ’50s — think of an endomorphic Little Richard — even more than the sweaty Southern soul of the ’60s.” According to the All-Music Guide, “Whitfield was a dervish onstage, working himself into such a frenzy of screaming and running around that he would occasionally black out.”

Whitfield verified that in a recent telephone interview. “Some nights my clothes would get ripped to shreds,” he said. “I blacked out a few times. In Baltimore one time I was trying to run up the walls in this club. I ended up kicking a hole in the wall.”

Ow! Ow! Ow!

“Afterward, the manager came up, and I thought he was going to tell me we couldn’t play there anymore. But he handed me a pen and asked me to sign the wall where I’d kicked the hole.”

Whitfield was born in Jacksonville, Florida, and moved to New Jersey when he was about 3. His birth certificate gives his name as Barry White, but when he began performing, he took the name Barrence Whitfield to avoid confusion with the ’70s soul giant.

Like so many American kids in the ’60s, he listened to AM radio. “It was a great thing that they played so much variety back then,” he recalled. “You’d hear Frank Sinatra, James Brown, Paul Mauriat (“Love Is Blue”) — all on the same station. Now everything is so controlled.”

The first 45 rpm record he bought was “I’m Losing You” by The Temptations. His first album, he said, was something by Paul Revere & The Raiders. But his first band, he said, was a Funkadelic tribute band called Funkasonics. Whitfield, in high school at the time, played the drums.

He moved to Boston in the late ’70s and set out to study journalism at Boston University. But he got a job at a record store and soon fell in with a crazy crowd of rock ’n’ rollers. “A friend of mine had heard me singing, harmonizing with records we played in the store. He said, ‘A friend of mine is looking for a black rock ’n’ roll singer.’ So I met Peter [Greenberg].”

Greenberg had been the guitarist for Lyres, a Boston neo-garage group that is still in business today, as well as Lyres’ precursor, the punk band DMZ. “He asked if I could sing like Little Richard and Esquerita,” Whitfield said. “I said, ‘Who’s Esquerita?’ ” (Answer: Esquerita was the stage name for R & B maniac Eskew Reeder Jr., who some say was a big influence on Little Richard.)

Whitfield credits Greenberg with giving him an education in a musical form that is a huge influence in his music: rockabilly. “I didn’t listen to it much before I met Peter,” he said. “Oh, I knew Jerry Lee Lewis and some others. But Peter made me listen to a lot of old rockabilly like ‘Wild Hog Hop’ by Bennie Hess.” Whitfield then imitated Hess’ hog snorts that grace the song.

Thus were born The Savages. They burned it up with obscure songs like “Mama Get the Hammer,” “Bloody Mary,” “Whistle Bait,” and “Georgia Slop.” The original Savages had broken up by the mid-’80s, after Greenfield decided to go back to school and study environmental engineering.


Whitfield kept the band’s name for a few more albums. In the early ’90s, he decided to stretch musically — to show that he wasn’t just a crazy guy who could shout like Little Richard and James Brown. He wanted to make a country album. A friend introduced him to singer-songwriter Tom Russell, who collaborated with Whitfield on two records.

“When we were recording the first one, I realized it wasn’t really country music anymore,” he said. “I said it was turning into something else like voodoo. And Tom said, ‘Hillbilly voodoo.’ ” Hillbilly Voodoo became the name of the album, and Whitfield said it’s still one of his favorites.

But R & B and soul are in Whitfield’s blood, and he’s still making some fine records, such as last year’s Raw, Raw, Rough! And he, Greenberg, and Lenker have booked time later this year in a Cincinnati studio to do a new Savages album. The band’s first album, with a bunch of added live tracks, is soon scheduled for rerelease.

“I really think this is the start of something great,” he said of his renewed partnership with Greenberg. “And it’s starting in New Mexico, of all places.”


Barrence Whitfield & The Savages Live!

7 p.m Friday, Sept. 17
Santa Fe Brewing Company, 27 Fire Place
$15 from Tickets Santa Fe at the Lensic
(988-1234, www.ticketssantafe.org)
and at the door; 424-3333

8 p.m. Saturday, Sept. 18
Low Spirits Bar & Stage,
2823 Second St. N.W., Albuquerque
$12 at the door

TERRELL'S TUNEUP: MODERN DANCE STILL SOUNDS PRETTY DARN MODERN

A version of this was published in The Santa Fe New Mexican
September 17, 2010


I probably ought to be more leery of those projects in which rock ’n’ roll bands perform — and in some cases record — song-by-song concerts of one of their old albums.

Lou Reed did it a couple of years ago with Berlin. Van Morrison did it around the same time with Astral Weeks. Roger Waters of Pink Floyd did it with Dark Side of the Moon. Brian Wilson has done it with The Beach Boys’ Pet Sounds as well as with Smile (the concert being released on DVD). I’m sure I’m forgetting some.

And now comes Pere Ubu, under the direction of Ubu Maximus David Thomas, with The Annotated Modern Dance, a live rerecording (from what their website calls a “semi-pro fan recording”) of The Modern Dance, the group’s first album (1978), and other Ubu smash hits (well, they should have been) from that era, like “30 Seconds Over Tokyo” and “Heart of Darkness.”

I say I should be more leery because trying to re-create an album seems like an attempt to perpetuate the whole “rock is art” heresy. To me rock ’n’ roll is much better when it’s not trying to be art.

Keep your Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band; I’ll take “Dizzy Miss Lizzy” any day.

The only trouble is, I honestly like most of the examples that I listed above (the ones I’ve heard, anyway). Reed’s Berlin: Live at St. Ann’s Warehouse updated the original with some great background vocals by Sharon Jones (and the addition of an obscure and disturbing Reed tune called “Rock Minuet”). While I don’t have much use for the live Pet Sounds, the Smile concert was a triumph.

And yes, I like this new Modern Dance by Pere Ubu. It might not have the raw ferocity of the original — my dog doesn’t get upset by the shrill noise that starts off the new version of “Non-Alignment Pact,” as he does with the original’s intro. But Annotated still makes me wish I had been at the concert.

Back to the ’70s: Pere Ubu was lumped in with “punk rock” when they first started out. But that’s just because they were noisy, and most people didn’t understand either kind of music.

While it wasn’t that difficult to trace the “punk” roots through The Stooges and The Dolls and the ’60s garage snot-rock that preceded them, Ubu was a different creature altogether. The band probably had more in common with Captain Beefheart, but unlike the good captain, there was no obvious kinship with Howlin’ Wolf and Delta blues.

Ubu sounded truly alien. Some might connect them with fellow Ohioans, Devo. But as much as I love Devo, that band was cartoonlike. Ubu’s music sounded more like transmissions from a planet full of space monsters.

“Chinese Radiation” sounded like a riot in progress on Modern Dance — until it slowed down and sounded like a funeral. “Life Stinks” (written by Peter Laughner, an original Ubu member) could have been the urgent plea of a dying man. And the six-minute dirgelike “Sentimental Journey” (no, not the Doris Day classic) might mark the first time that breaking glass was ever used as a percussion instrument.

The album didn’t sell very well.

Modern Dance in the modern century: The Annotated Modern Dance was recorded last March at The Beachland Ballroom in Cleveland, the city from which Pere Ubu arose in the mid-’70s. “We would only do this for the Beachland Ballroom and a lot of money,” Thomas says on the album — half jokingly, I assume.

Although frontman Thomas is the only original member of Ubu to perform with the group in I don’t know how many years, for this concert he recruited original Modern Dance guitarist Tom Herman, who quit the group circa 1979 (though he returned in the late ’90s for the album Pennsylvania). Too bad they couldn’t get original keyboardist Allen Ravenstine, who perfected all those wacked-out Plan 9 From Outer Space noises on the original album. But “new guy” Robert Wheeler (he first recorded with the band in the mid-’90s) does a decent job on an EML synthesizer.

There’s been a lot of crazy music in the past 32 years — a lot of it directly influenced by Pere Ubu — so the new Modern Dance isn’t quite as shocking as it seemed during the first go-round. And yet Thomas’ wild warble still sounds menacing in just about every song. His falsetto isn’t quite as desperate sounding on “Life Stinks” as it was on the original, but still, if you heard it in a dark alley, you’d probably call 911. Even though it has always been hard to decipher all the lyrics, Thomas’ vocals hit you on subliminal levels. Sometimes you laugh; other times you worry about the guy.

Herman has plenty of shining moments here, too. He goes nuts on the slide on “Real World” and even more so on “My Dark Ages.” He propels “Street Waves,” which starts out as a jumpy little rocker and then descends into a forest of noise and feedback, only to return. (Thomas tells us the song was inspired by a used-tire store.)

That’s another point in favor of The Annotated Modern Dance — the inclusion of those early singles. In case anyone forgets that Pere Ubu started out as and remains, first and foremost, a rock ’n’ roll band, treat your ears to songs like “Final Solution,” “30 Seconds Over Tokyo,” and especially “Heart of Darkness.” There’s noise, and there’s weirdness, but there’s also that jungle beat.

The Annotated Modern Dance is available only as a download. You can find it HERE.

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This is for KSFR's music fans, especially fans of my shows.

What other radio station in Santa Fe is going to let some guy come in twice a week to play weird stuff by The Cramps, The Fall, Roky Erikson, King Khan & The Shrines, Wanda Jackson, New Bomb Turks, Howlin' Wolf, Angry Johnny & The Killbillies, The Oblivions, Sun Ra, The Seeds, Ronnie Dawson, T. Model Ford, Dead Moon, T. Tex Edwards & Out on Parole, Pere Ubu, Barrence Whitfield & The Savages, Cornell Hurd, Gogol Bordello, The Collins Kids, Lee Fields, The Delmore Brothers, Jon Spencer Blues Explosion. Los Peyotes, Billy Childish, Iggy Pop or Dean Martin, if one of his songs fits in?

Not to mention lots of New Mexico musicians like Joe West, Hundred Year Flood, Manby's Head, Bayou Seco, Goshen, Kell Robertson and The Scrams.

Nobody but KSFR, that's who.

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Sunday, September 12, 2010

TERRELL'S SOUND WORLD PLAYLIST

Sunday, September 12, 2010
KSFR, Santa Fe, N.M.
10 p.m. to midnight Sundays Mountain Time
Host: Steve Terrell

Webcasting!
101.1 FM
email me during the show! terrell@ksfr.org

OPENING THEME: Let it Out (Let it All Hang Out) by The Hombres
Plenty Tuff and Union Made by The Waco Brothers
1234 Ever by Jon Langford & Skull Orchard
Three Cool Chicks by the 5.6.7.8s
I'm Not Like Everyone Else by The Chocolate Watch Band
Lizard Hunt by Gas Huffer
Hell on Me by The Screamin' Yee-Haws
Real Crazy Apartment by Winston's Fumbs
In a Holler Over There by The Rev. Peyton's Big Damn Band
Comme L'Agent Secret by The Cool Jerks

Hot Rod Rally by The Supersuckers
Out of My Mind by The Staggers
Carne Voodoo by Rocket from the Crypt
(Find You In) El Paso by Deadbolt
Get On Your Knees by Reverend Beat-Man
Come Back Bird by Manby's Head
Butthole Surfer by The Butthole Surfers
Happyland by Arrington de Dionyso and the Old Time Relijun
In tne Stars by Thinking Fellers Union Local 282

Loo-Key Doo-Key by King Coleman
Bloody Mary/Goin' to Jump and Shout by Barrence Whitfield
The Boo Boo Song by King Coleman
(Hot Pastrami with) Mashed Potatoes by Joey D & The Starliters
Mama Get the Hammer by Barrence Whitfield
Black Bottom Blues by King Coleman
Go Ahead and Burn by Barrence Whitfield
Shake Your Tailfeather by Andre Williams, Bettye LaVette, Nathaniel Mayer, The Mighty Hannibal, King Coleman, Rudy Ray Moore, Barrence Whitfield, The Great Gaylord, Lonnie Youngblood & The Soul Shakers

Barrence Whitfield is coming to Taos, Santa Fe and Albuquerque this week. Check his schedule HERE

Mean Old Man by Jerry Lee Lewis
I Don't Want No Funky Chicken by Wiley & The Checkmates
Final Solution by Pere Ubu
Nine Below Zero by Sonny Boy Williamson
CLOSING THEME: Over the Rainbow by Jerry Lee Lewis
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R.I.P. KING COLEMAN

R&B master Carlton "King" Coleman died yesterday in Miami at the age of 78.

He was best known for a weirdo hit called "The Boo Boo Song." A few years ago, the Funky 16 Corners blog said of that song:

It sounds like the kind of guy, that if a certified lunatic like Screaming Jay Hawkins saw King Coleman coming up the sidewalk, he’d pull the bone from his nose, avert his eyes and cross to the other side of the street, murmuring to himself, “Omigod, omigod, omigod. It’s that King Coleman...PUH-leeze don’t let him see me....” Suffice to say, that as far as you were concerned, things only got worse. The wild babbling emanating from the grooves builds to a crescendo, a mess of corrupted nursery rhymes, nonsense syllables and wild wailing.

Coleman also was responsible for "(Do the) Mashed Potatoes" in 1959, later mutated by Joey D & The Starliters into "(Hot Pastrami with) Mashed Potatoes." Coleman recorded his song with James Brown's band. The Associated Press, in its obit for Coleman cites a 2003 Miami New Times article that says "Brown had initially planned to do the vocals himself, but a dispute with his record label made that impossible."

WFMU's Rock 'n' Soul Ichiban blog has an MP3 download of the King's "Crazy Feeling" and some worthwhile links.

His obituary in the Associated Press is HERE.

I'll pay tribute to him tonight on Terrell's Sound World (10 p.m. Mountain Time on KSFR, 101.1 FM in Northern New Mexico, streaming live HERE.

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