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Jerry Joseph & The Jackmormons<\/a><\/strong><\/h2>\n

\"\"Conscious Contact
\n<\/em><\/strong>Terminus Records<\/strong><\/p>\n

BUY<\/a><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Jerry Joseph has been on the scene for over ten years now; first migrating to town with Rocky Mountain reggae\/rock mainstays, Little Women back in the early \u201990s. Since then, Jerry has flirted with the typical well-known career stalling vices over the years. But the cover and other artwork of this album, as well as some of the lyrics, seem to imply a shift for him, toward some sort of\u00a0 Eastern principle, falling somewhere in between an ascetic form of Buddhism and Hatha\/Tantra Yoga. Whatever his personal philosophic bents, he has been off of drugs for many years now. His powers as a musician and songwriter seem never to have been more acute.<\/p>\n

Jerry and the band, drummer Brad Rosen and bassist Junior Ruppel, traveled to Georgia in August and September of 2001, to record for the Athens-based Terminus Records label, under the auspice of producer Dave Schools (bassist for Gov\u2019t Mule and Widespread Panic) and engineered by David Barbe (who was bassist in Bob Mould\u2019s Sugar).<\/p>\n

With Schools\u2019 Georgia connections firmly in place, the Jackmormons enlist the aid of a veritable who\u2019s-who of side players, including Chuck Leavell (Chuck\u2019s daughter Amy, not coincidently, happens to be the publicity director at Terminus Records) who made his name playing keyboards with the Allman Brothers, the Rolling Stones, Sea Level and Eric Clapton; Widespread Panic drummer Todd Nance and guitarist Michael \u201cMikey\u201d Houser also played on the album.<\/p>\n

Houser subsequently died of pancreatic cancer, about a year after this recording began. Keyboardist Randall Bramblett (who has played with Traffic), has also played with Widespread Panic, and plays on a few tracks here. Vic Chestnutt (who toured Europe a few years back with the Jackmormons) even joins in to lend vocals to a track.<\/p>\n

And, among the dozen tracks presented here, each has something to recommend it. For, of the ten or twelve albums Jerry Joseph has crafted in his long career, this one is by far the strongest. Joseph\u2019s style has always fallen into that bard-like category, like the work of Bruce Springsteen, John Hiatt, Johnny Cougar Mellencamp, an American version of Elvis Costello and Graham Parker, with his own wry worldview piercing through the stylistic similarities.<\/p>\n

The album kicks off with the jagged guitar chords of \u201cColiseum,\u201d as song about Jerry\u2019s misgivings and feelings of inadequacy, concerning a deteriorating relationship. Over Chuck Leavell\u2018s smooth organ fills and Rhodes-like electric piano solo, Jerry sings \u201cMaybe she\u2019d be better off with a gladiator\/\u2019cause glory\u2019s just another phase I thought I\u2019d save for later.\u201d While it\u2019s a very catchy song, it lacks a strong chorus to push it into the hit category.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe Kind Of Place\u201d is an early Mellencamp sort of hoedown, with a better hook than it\u2019s predecessor. Beneath Jerry\u2019s scratchy vocals, Barbe\u2019s well-placed, fiddle-like backwards guitar filigrees help to flesh out the production, as does Nance\u2019s additional percussion and Schools\u2019 faint keyboard layers. Very nice.<\/p>\n

Ruppel\u2019s rubbery bass lines bounce off of Jerry\u2019s muscular rhythm guitar, on the rollicking \u201cChing-a-ling,\u201c propelling the song like a bullet whizzing through a tenement wall. The lyrics contain several messianic crucifixion allusions, possibly in reference to the 9\/11 tragedy that took place during the recording of this album.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou got stardust. You got piss and Gatorade\/And you\u2019ve got more trust in the enemies you\u2019ve made\/I got puzzles we can solve between the sheets\/Ain\u2019t no trouble to wash the blood off of my feet\u2026\/I will take you in the Shangri La suite\/I will melt you like ice sculpture in the heat\/I\u2019ll forget you, but they\u2019ll still worship at your feet\/Horns of light like a Moses by Chagall\/You look just right, the way you\u2019re nailed up on my wall.\u201d It\u2019s a great song with incisive lyrics, bolstered by Jerry\u2018s fluttery keyboard figures in the bridge..<\/p>\n

The title track, \u201cConscious Contact,\u201d dedicated to the memory of Clint Ruppel, is a twangy, uptempo number, with a chromatic chord progression in the turnarounds and a strong, uplifting chorus. Barbe\u2019s impassioned guitar solo drives the song to even greater heights. An incendiary performance of a truly affecting song. A hit song!<\/p>\n

The first real ballad of the set, the gentle love song \u201cPure Life\u201d is buffeted by a languorous mood, reminiscent of John Lennon\u2019s \u201cHere Comes The Sun King,\u201d and \u201cDon\u2019t Let Me Down,\u201d with the Beatles. Bramblett\u2019s Wurlitzer electric piano-like keys and Joseph\u2019s chunky guitars add to the setting. An Eastern-flavored modal drone informs the song, while the lyrics mirror the sensual ambience. \u201cWhisper softly now in Farsi\/The Rubiyat Of Omar Khayyam\/Something about another glass of wine\/A loaf of bread and thee.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mikey Houser\u2019s smoldering lead guitar work, reminiscent of Neil Young, powers the intensely moving \u201cThe Fastest Horse in Town,\u201d a forcefully compelling song about addiction and recovery and the \u2018Lost Weekend\u2018-like madness that settles in, between those two diametric poles. A sublimely transcendent song.<\/p>\n

A little harder to track, lyrically, is \u201cTen Killer Fairies,\u201d a two-step stomp, replete with John Neff\u2019s mournful pedal steel guitar and Rosen\u2018s militant drums. The apocalyptic verses give no indication as to who these \u201ckiller fairies\u201d are, where they come from, or what their purpose may be. It\u2019s a little unclear. The gender switch in the lyrics in the verses doesn\u2019t help either. It\u2019s all so confusing.<\/p>\n

Equally confusing is \u201cLittle Boo\u2019s Fireworks.\u201d Though the song is obviously about the purgative aspects of redemption and the need an individual feels to make something out of his life, \u201cLittle Boo\u201d never makes a real\u00a0 appearance in the song (he is only mentioned), so we never find out where his box of fireworks came from, nor the true significance of setting the stuff off. But Chuck Leavell\u2019s soulful organ pads and well-placed solo add depth to the musical arrangement.<\/p>\n

\u201cMuscle,\u201d a song that sounds familiar, as if Joseph had recorded it earlier in his career (though no documentation can be found to back that up), speaks to the pompitous of love and , more specifically, sex. \u201cReading from the book of Marvin Gaye\/Sexual healing for the souls we have saved\/We remain in light, or remain in clay\/ I remain with you baby, show me the way.\u201d<\/p>\n

The metaphor\u2019s are a bit mixed in \u201cPrince Of Denmark,\u201d where we find our Prince Hamlet courting Lady Guinevere (with Jerry in the distaff role). Where Lancelot and Ophelia are hiding is not clear. And really, these characters only serve to obscure Jerry\u2019s meaning, which is, more or less, the observation that two together can accomplish much more than two apart.<\/p>\n

Vic Chestnutt joins in the vocal duties on \u201cYour Glass Eye,\u201d a modest little number about Jerry\u2019s childhood best friend, dead fifteen years now, whose chief claim to fame was his ability to pull out the aforementioned glass eye at the most of opportune moments. Not unlike the sort of off-kilter song Randy Newman might concoct. The final track, \u201cEaster,\u201d doesn\u2019t give a lot of clues what it is really about, with only elliptical references, over a thick, heavy bed of droning guitars.<\/p>\n

Jerry Joseph has finally found a band, and a producer in Dave Schools, who understand what he is trying to do, what he is attempting to accomplish as a musician. This album contains many of his finest compositions; detailing the crazy quilt that is his personal life. It is an album about transcendence and redemption. Jerry Joseph is more than qualified to discuss both subjects. And he does so very well.<\/p>\n

Dave Frishberg<\/strong><\/h2>\n

\"\"Do You Miss New York
\n<\/em><\/strong>Arbors Records<\/strong><\/p>\n

BUY<\/a><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Seventy-year old, Minnesota-born, composer\/lyricist\/singer Dave Frishberg is a bit of an unknown quantity in Portland. Though he has lived here for nearly twenty years, very few locals even know his name, let alone know anything about him. This is a downright shame. For, he has (quite accurately) been compared to Cole Porter for his, witty and urbane lyrics and to Tom Lehrer for his sociopolitical astuteness.<\/p>\n

He is probably best known for his wonderful baseball song, \u201cVan Lingle Mungo,\u201d but there is much, much more to Dave Frishberg than baseball, as the fourteen songs presented on this album (recorded live last December in the S.H. Kaplan Penthouse at Lincoln Center, \u201con the top floor of Julliard School of Music\u201d as he puts it) attest. Today\u2019s songwriters, by and large, lack Frishberg\u2019s vocabulary, his trenchant wit and musical chops. He\u2019s sort of the last of a dying breed. And the world is that much the poorer for the passing of his art.<\/p>\n

Frishberg cut his musical teeth in the \u201860s, in NYC, playing piano with such jazz legends as Bobby Hackett, Zoot Sims, Ben Webster, Al Cohn, Roy Eldridge and Gene Krupa; while acting as accompanist (and in some cases arranger) for such noted singers as Carmen McRae, Anita O\u2019Day and Jimmy Rushing. At the same time, Dave was writing songs that were being recorded by such stellar vocalists as O\u2019Day, Al Jarreau and Cleo Laine.<\/p>\n

Eventually, Dave convened the courage to strike out on his own, moving to Los Angeles in 1971; where he occasionally wrote scores for film and television; spending several years working with Herb Alpert. He also began to perform in cabaret-style shows as a solo act. In the \u201880s, Frishberg migrated to Portland. He has continued to make occasional appearances across the country and in the UK, for the past twenty years, though he primarily confines most of his performances to the West Coast.<\/p>\n

The songs he presents here, of which he wrote or co-wrote all but the classically inspired arrangement of a medley he calls \u201cSwinging The Classics,\u201d offer the uninitiated newcomer a clear view as to where exactly Dave Frishberg\u2019s genius lies. It\u2019s pretty obvious.<\/p>\n

He kicks things off with \u201cQuality Time\u201d a love song for our times, where business and the strain of trying to get ahead create an atmosphere in some relationships, where it seems appointments must be made simply in order to squeeze in one\u2019s significant other. The song comes replete with a pithy opening refrain, \u201cI\u2019ll be late getting home from the office and so will you\/Coz we\u2019ve both got a million calls to return and a million things to do\/We\u2019re not seeing enough of each other, coz truth be told\/We\u2019re up to our ears in our careers\/And we\u2019re putting our hearts on hold. So darling let me bring you up to speed\/A little time together\u2019s what we need\u201d Da-dum dum dum. \u201cQuality time, a little frolic and frivolity time\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

It\u2019s a song structure that takes one back to the age of the great musicals, written by the likes of Cole Porter and Ira and George Gershwin, Irving Berlin, Rodgers and Hart, Jerome Kern and all the rest. Dave\u2019s piano playing is light and succinct here, with a hint of stride phrasings in the left hand: serving more to embellish than to augment. His voice, while nothing to write home about, has a certain creaky, reedy resignation about it, somewhat reminiscent of Willie Nelson- but with a slightly more cultured sensibility.<\/p>\n

Frishberg\u2019s wry lyrical observations are brilliantly astute, elegantly constructed- and deadly accurate. \u201cWe\u2019ll take a seminar on self-hypnosis\/So we can learn to stop and smell the roses\/We\u2019ll do a workshop on the grieving process\/ Learning to cry is no crime\/We\u2019re talking quality time.\u201d His is indeed a dying craft.<\/p>\n

\u201cI Was Ready,\u201d with it\u2019s hookline of \u201cI was ready for her, she wasn\u2019t ready for me,\u201d continues in the 21st<\/sup>\u00a0century love song mode. But \u201cJaws,\u201d is the unused theme song for the movie- a song that really has nothing to do with the film, whatsoever. The opening refrain of \u201cDo You Miss New York?\u201d tells the whole story.<\/p>\n

\u201cSince I took a left and moved out to the coast\/From time to time I find myself engrossed\/With other erstwhile denizens of the Apple\/And while we sit around and take LA to task\/There\u2019s a question someone\u2019s bound to ask\/And with this complex question we must grapple.\u201d Da-dum dum dum \u201cDo you miss New York\u2026\u201d\u00a0 Dave\u2018s spoken intro to \u201cOklahoma Toad\u201d serves as a lesson to everyone, as does the song, his attempt at\u00a0 a \u201ccountry\u201d number, sort of a variation on \u201cOld Man River.\u201d<\/p>\n

A fairly straight ahead number, \u201cLittle Did I Dream,\u201d offers Dave the occasion to display his considerable talents as a jazz pianist. Similarly, but in a different way, \u201cSwinging The Classics\u201d offers him a similar opportunity. He plays familiar classical pieces with his reference being from the jazz interpretations he grew up with, rather than the traditional settings. \u201cZanzibar\u201d is another, more mainstream number.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe Hopi Way,\u201d amusingly explores some sort of outlandishly repressive philosophy, with interesting results. \u201cThe Difficult Season\u201d examines the downside side of the holiday season, with effectively depressing results. Do not, under any circumstances, listen to this song during Christmas. Dave\u2019s spoken introduction to \u201cEastwood Lane\u201d gives an extra layer of meaning to the pretty ballad.<\/p>\n

Perhaps the central song of the set, \u201cMy Country Used To Be\u201d cleverly scrutinizes the sad disparity between what was and what is now real about our country- in a way that would be more amusing if it weren\u2019t so true. Melodically citing \u201cYankee Doodle\u201d in the refrain, Frishberg sets the stage for what is to come- \u201cI pledge allegiance under god to the mighty corporations\/To the airport search, the secret p\u2019lice, to the war on peace\/While America marches into action\/With our weapons of mass distraction.\u201d<\/p>\n

The body of the song, which takes its melodic and lyrical cues from \u201cMy Country \u2018Tis of Thee,\u201d further outlines this nation\u2019s slide into the cesspool of corporate corruption; striking a military stance that has left us \u201calone against the world.\u201d It\u2019s a powerful song with a compelling message. \u201cI hope my children live to see\/A land like my country used to be.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI Want To Be A Sideman,\u201d neatly outlines the life and total lack of responsibility nurtured by the most ubiquitous of human beings in the world: the musical sideman. Who else has no other cares in life than to wonder, like a child doing his chores: what time do I play, how much do I get paid, and is there any free food? \u201cI want to spend all my time with music and musicians\/I want to go out and grab a smoke at intermissions\/I want to sleep in the afternoons\/And let the leader call all the tunes\/I want to be young, I want to have fun\/I want to be a sideman.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dave Frishberg, displays a command of the English language rarely seen among today\u2019s songwriters- who typically rely on clich\u00e9 and banality in order to cobble together a lyric. Frishberg\u2019s musical chops are above reproach. He brings with him musical sensibilities and talents which now seem very far away, receding into the mists of time. And that\u2019s an outright shame.<\/p>\n

31 Knots<\/strong><\/h2>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/strong><\/h2>\n

It Was High Time To Escape
\n<\/em><\/strong>54 40\u2019 Or Fight Records<\/strong><\/p>\n

BUY<\/a><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Prog rock is alive and well and living in Portland, Oregon with this trio of musical monsters. Magnet magazine calls their music \u201cProg Pop,\u201d although that is a little misleading. The pop is a little harder to find than the prog. Whatever the case, these lads have done their homework, and it shows. For, woven through 31 Knots\u2019 performances are musical references to classical, funk and jazz forms as well as a more paradigmatic form of rock, sometimes referred to as \u201cmath rock.\u201d<\/p>\n

Think of Gordon Gano (vocalist of Violent Femmes) fronting Adrian Belew-period King Crimson. Think of Captain Beefheart\u2019s band of the mid \u201880s, without Don Van Vliet singing). Think of all the original British proggers, such as Gentle Giant (oddly enough, there is a song called \u201cKnots\u201c on Gentle Giant\u2019s \u201872 release,\u00a0Octopus)<\/em>, Wishbone Ash, Jethro Tull, Yes and Genesis.<\/p>\n

Having moved to Portland from Chicago, by way of Olympia, guitarist\/vocalist Joe Haege (who also plays keys and adds samples to the mixes) and bassist Jay Winebrenner have worked together for over a decade. Drummer Jay Pellicci, who joined the band in February of this year (former drummer Joe Faustin Kelly plays on four of the ten tracks found here), has played with Dilute and The Natural Dreamers. Jay Pellicci, along with Ian Pellicci, engineered this album, ostensibly the band\u2019s fourth.<\/p>\n

The material ranges from the Yes meets Crimson fugue of \u201cA Half-Life in Two Movements\u201d to the acoustic subtleties of \u201c\u201dWithout Wine,\u201d the urgently frantic edge of \u201cNo Sound,\u201d the epic majesty of\u00a0 \u201cAt Peace,\u201d to the electronic underpinnings of \u201cMatter From Ashes.\u201d But what is apparent after even a single audition of this album is that it is a very clear and obvious record of a band in transition. The passing of the baton from Kelly to Pellicci is more than simply a symbolic gesture. There is a definitive shift in the musical perspective going on here, which becomes palpably evident as the songs go by.<\/p>\n

\u201cA Half Life\u2026\u201d is a short, complex instrumental introduction to the song \u201cDarling, I\u201d. Haege and Winebrenner come at each other in lock-step from the opposite ends of the staff, marching resolutely before launching into battle, five against six.. \u201cDarling, I\u201d slowly moves into a Yes-like groove, in 10\/8 time, curling around abrasive rhythm guitar and a spiraling lead figure, beneath Kelly\u2019s frenetic drums and incorporeal vocals. \u201cA renaissance\/We\u2019re full of shit.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe Gospel According To Efficiency,\u201d probably falls closest to that \u201cprog pop\u201d style referred to earlier. With hooks (albeit very quirky) sort of like Clinic jamming with XTC. \u201cNo Sound\u201d is a frenzied, reggae-tinged, raver with heavy, deliciously obscure lyrics. \u201cHeaven had this place arranged like it was some asylum\/But without us, there was no sound, no matter to maneuver\/So someone said divide us like a semicolon moment\/fostered on forever and forgiven by the pious\/I\u2019m watching every clock I\u2019ve got, admonishing barometers\/Quell the hells with minutes I had hidden in the closet.\u201d<\/p>\n

Sort of an updated, rewritten version of Traffic\u2019s classic \u201cJohn Barleycorn (Must Die),\u201dwith similar vocal harmonies, \u201cWithout Wine,\u201d is a low-key folk-ish song, in this case the story seems to revolve around a situation where a lack of \u201cgold\u201d for \u201cwine,\u201d and the lack of motivation to remedy the situation- metaphorically representative of our everyday inaction in the face of the pressing demands of our immediate needs. \u201cJohn Barleycorn\u201d indeed! A pretty, piano arpeggio decorates the final moments of this unusual song.<\/p>\n

The final three songs, recorded by the new lineup point the direction for the future of 31 Knots. Incorporating samples. Pellicci\u2019s stumbling kick drum staggers wildly against the meticulous precision of guitar and bass in \u201cPlayed Out For Punchlines,\u201d a prog rock masterpiece, as is it\u2019s predecessor \u201cAt Peace,\u201d with its grand-scale, father\/son dynamic. \u201cYou seem to be at peace with the distance between us and the rest\/Whereas I am torn inside for what is just and what is right\/If war is our glory, what cost do we concede?\u201d<\/p>\n

Lastly, \u201cMatter From Ashes\u201d whirs and whizzes with electronic sounds looped into a limping beat; before the dust settles and a more regular rhythm develops, allowing the band to expostulate in a sort of moody, Pink Floydish way. Angelic harmony vocals flute majestically, until Pellicci motivates the band one last time to explode with emotion, before succumbing to the robotic beat as the song fades.<\/p>\n

The members of 31 Knots display keen intellects and muscularly dexterous musical capabilities, which enable the band to carve out an uniquely complicated sound- one which boils with electrical intensity; while formulating and framing the ultimately vital questions, which invade their individual psyches with persistent ambiguity and inspiring introspection.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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