Their flabby, watered-down, indulgent post-rehab career all but crapped on their legacy as a killer 1970s rock band. Hell, I'd put "Adam's Apple" up against anything the Stones were doing in ’75 or '76 (hey you, Black and Blue). Not quite as good as the next LP (Rocks, their peak) because of the overplayed hits on here, but the stuff you don't hear on the radio still sounds great. There's a pattern with drug-devouring musicians where often, on the way up, the dope is opening creative pathways and letting them get out of their own way, leading them to an ideal point on the graph where creativity meets skill. Of course, once peaked, they begin the inevitable slide and release stepped-on dope like Pump, with its production focusing on vocals, drums, and brass (!?). Anyway… Is it curious that Joe Perry and Steve Perry both have prominent beaks, are Portuguese, but aren't related?
This TV soundtrack is relatively unremarkable save for a couple of nice exotica tracks by The Islanders. The show ran for 91 episodes from 1959 to ’62 and featured the crew of the Tiki III (including Guy Stockwell) sailing the South Pacific looking for adventure. Thai actress Sondi Sodsai (who made her own exotica album) was a regular on season two. I haven’t seen the show but would like to check it out.
Here's one to separate the real heads from the Pavement fans. Ugly, dirty, bestial black death metal. Not the technical, jazzy, abstract species of death, but the guttural, simple and rough brand, a descendant of the likes of Necrovore, Sarcófago, and Blasphemy (with a splash of d-beat). Not for the faint-hearted. From the UK, and that’s a chick on vocals. Careful, any vegetation in a room playing this will turn brown. Love the sleeve on this, very Bosch.
This Japanese psychedelic collective has enough product out to fill several swimming pools, but the quality level is surprisingly high, at least if you're into dunking your head into a gushing waterfall of liquid LSD and allowing your astral body to merge with the flow for an album side. I’m hearing Popul Vuh, Gong, English psych folk… an amalgam of trippy music throughout the ages.
Another solid metal record from this Belgian band. It’s too bad I didn’t have these LPs back then, would have jammed them at parties and they would have went over well.
