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My Top 25,000 Songs (1 Viewer)

I may run into a little second-hand smoke this weekend, which will precede moi getting my #### together (about to commence a 10-day weekend to nowhere), eventually. Stay tuned for a tune dump which could break the 2500 barrier.

Or don't; I might convert to veganism (not really).

 
i could just have a loop of Pops singing the word "woilwwwd" and not need anything else.

Could have sworn I posted this one recently (maybe I posted it in the PSF just prior to a blackout), but here's Maria McKee chanelling her inner-Mick Ronson.  I love Maria absolutely.

Absolutely Barking Stars


One more (as in two more) from Maria McKee.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=431uGD2CFbo
:wub:

ETA: that break at the end of the live "Life is Sweet" (which would have been the female Stairway to Heaven in the right hands) should be one of the most famous guitar moments of all time and nobody even knows it exists. i hope she's happy, cuz she left sosososo much on the table doing it her way...

 
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ETA: that break at the end of the live "Life is Sweet" (which would have been the female Stairway to Heaven in the right hands) should be one of the most famous guitar moments of all time and nobody even knows it exists. i hope she's happy, cuz she left sosososo much on the table doing it her way...
You may have seen this interview already, but if not it's fascinating.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pwSGS9xxaI0

 
I'm still digesting Maria McKee's 2020 album, La Vita Nuova.  The opening track is an attention getter, Effigy of Salt.

Feels like she still has some untapped brilliance, and her voice remains top shelf.

Courage is goose-bumpy.

 
I'm still digesting Maria McKee's 2020 album, La Vita Nuova.  The opening track is an attention getter, Effigy of Salt.

Feels like she still has some untapped brilliance, and her voice remains top shelf.

Courage is goose-bumpy.
it's tragically funny, because McKee needed, still needs apparently, someone to be her patience when a producer usually needs to dig past female artists' patience to get at their true element. i would happily die for one chance to edit that precious fury.

 
Next up, the great Lucinda Williams.  She never left a crumb on the table. There are 50 worthy tunes to post here, and I will, but I'll lead with just a few.  If we're ranking singer/songwriters, I'd rank her a couple of notches above everyone else.  This includes Townes, Van, and Robert.

Dust

Right in Time  I love a hundred Lucinda songs, but if I had to hang my hat on one, it's this one. Live version

Words

Righteously

Pineola ... that voice.  And Kenny Vaughn!!  love this guy.

 
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Next up, the great Lucinda Williams.  She never left a crumb on the table. There are 50 worthy tunes to post here, and I will, but I'll lead with just a few.  If we're ranking singer/songwriters, I'd rank her a couple of notches above everyone else.  This includes Townes, Van, and Robert.

Dust

Right in Time  I love a hundred Lucinda songs, but if I had to hang my hat on one, it's this one. Live version

Words

Righteously

Pineola ... that voice.  And Kenny Vaughn!!  love this guy.
cant go with you here, my friend. to be sure, Williams is one of the best at what she does. i just have a low tolerance for what she does.

i used to call it "strummy", my artists knew if i used that word i was about to forget em, now i call it "square". it's not an empirical judgement, just my sense of showbiz. if you havent made me forget the format, you're gonna have a tough time getting me to see the art or pay to hear another song. 1-2-3-4, here's some pain you might recognize, some of my boredom & impatience that might be yours, too. thanks, have a whiskey on me. got anything else? not a judgement, just a preference.

 
cant go with you here, my friend. to be sure, Williams is one of the best at what she does. i just have a low tolerance for what she does.

i used to call it "strummy", my artists knew if i used that word i was about to forget em, now i call it "square". it's not an empirical judgement, just my sense of showbiz. if you havent made me forget the format, you're gonna have a tough time getting me to see the art or pay to hear another song. 1-2-3-4, here's some pain you might recognize, some of my boredom & impatience that might be yours, too. thanks, have a whiskey on me. got anything else? not a judgement, just a preference.
Neglected to comment previously, but I'm less unsober today.

I get your strummy objections.  If memory serves we had a similar disagreement when it came to Roy Buchanan, where neither of us had any love for the likes of Steve Vai, Joe Satriani, etc, but we parted ways on Roy.  I feel a similar rift when discussing Lucinda.  Does she strum sometimes, yes; but her songwriting/lyrics are stellar, and I think you are pigeonholing her inappropriately (and quite frankly, your avatar suggests that you are way too familiar with inappropriate pigeonholing).

I'm lead to believe that she is a perfectionist in and out of the studio, and her bands never lack (Kenny Vaughn and Gurf Morlix are testimony).  I get it if you don't like Lisa Loeb, et al (except for, say, inappropriate sentiments), but I'm pessimistically hopeful that you will listen to Dust and hear something that aligns more with Dear Mister Fantasy than a Boston coffee house.

 
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i can never seem to make this point well, which is odd territory for me. you and Lu, and Lisa Loeb for that matter, deserve a proper answer, so i'll try again.

- first off, when i speak less than enthusiastically about an artist, i am not trying to get folks to like those artists less, but explain why i dont like them as much. only when i say sumn like  "i could write an LCD Soundsystem record every month for the rest of my life" am i actually denigrating, but the rest is merely splainin.

- maybe i can explain part of it by recounting the first time i ever i ever got kicked out of a club. was it for excessive drinking? no. fighting? no, not disrespecting a woman neither. it was for predicting song lyrics. always thought white people doing the blues should be more careful, respectful than w rock & roll. anyway, there was a band at this club doing naught but plodding 12-bar blues in the trad repeat-line-twice-then-rhyme form and their lyrics were so bad that the first line was never worth repeating and their rhyme was worse. so me and a buddy started making up our own rhyme lines during the repeat bars and singing our version of the rhyme line before the band could. i'm pretty sure me & my bud were more entertaining than the band, but mgmt didnt agree. nonetheless, i hate predictability - dont matter whether it's at a jazz club when i know the combo is each gonna solo on every frikkin tune, when i know in the first four measures of an LCD song that there is gonna be no variation of theme, only synthopiling or when even the most poignant artist is going to restate the psychic conditions of The Last Picture Show in 4/4 time.

- i eat at diners hella more than i do at fine restaurants and probably would even if they cost the same. lay them biscuits & gravy, esos huevos rancheros, summa dat meat loaf on me, boy. but i aint gonna order the same entree every time (even if you put poblano in the gravy or sundried in the meatloaf on occasion) and i aint confusing even the best short order cook with an adventurous chef.

one of the reasons i dont go to concerts of my favorite acts is that i think spending money to hear old people play their hits is dull, even when i like every damn hit. i was the guy who went to every album tour and did not want to hear the hits til the encore. i never agreed to manage a band, when i was turning bar bands into club bands, then passing em on to people who could make em album bands, unless they knew their way around a set list. I need to know that someone's going to play with even a most-trusted & excellent form if ima plunk my money down.

- for my dough, singer/songwriter means Elvis Costello/Prince/Joni Mitchell/Paul McCartney, not Townes Van Zandt/Bob Marley/James Taylor/Taylor Swift. The first of these two estimable groups never stopping dicking with the form, the latter set an exceptional template and stuck with it. i'm gonna buy the next album of the first group, we'll see on the latter. even with the last two artists we've discussed in this thread, i enjoy Maria McKee's spasmodic flails at evolution than Lucinda Williams poignant evocations of ennui, if only that there's more variety in the former.

- some of my problem lies in the whole Americana thing. i like a lot of the foursquare, guitar-written stuff, but rarely seek it. i always appreciated Ry Cooder's musical ambitions; John Prine was so danged clever, Jerry Jeff so cantankerous i bought tickets for a long time; still waiting for Rhiannon Giddens to break out, but i hear that strum, walkin bass, beat to the four, i better be enjoying it with friends & whiskey and your set list better be breaking my heart & making me wanna dance or your iambic must be transcendent to keep me keepin on. so there's that -

 
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i can never seem to make this point well, which is odd territory for me. you and Lu, and Lisa Loeb for that matter, deserve a proper answer, so i'll try again.

- first off, when i speak less than enthusiastically about an artist, i am not trying to get folks to like those artists less, but explain why i dont like them as much. only when i say sumn like  "i could write an LCD Soundsystem record every month for the rest of my life" am i actually denigrating, but the rest is merely splainin.

- maybe i can explain part of it by recounting the first time i ever i ever got kicked out of a club. was it for excessive drinking? no. fighting? no, not disrespecting a woman neither. it was for predicting song lyrics. always thought white people doing the blues should be more careful, respectful than w rock & roll. anyway, there was a band at this club doing naught but plodding 12-bar blues in the trad repeat-line-twice-then-rhyme form and their lyrics were so bad that the first line was never worth repeating and their rhyme was worse. so me and a buddy started making up our own rhyme lines during the repeat bars and singing our version of the rhyme line before the band could. i'm pretty sure me & my bud were more entertaining than the band, but mgmt didnt agree. nonetheless, i hate predictability - dont matter whether it's at a jazz club when i know the combo is each gonna solo on every frikkin tune, when i know in the first four measures of an LCD song that there is gonna be no variation of theme, only synthopiling or when even the most poignant artist is going to restate the psychic conditions of The Last Picture Show in 4/4 time.

- i eat at diners hella more than i do at fine restaurants and probably would even if they cost the same. lay them biscuits & gravy, esos huevos rancheros, summa dat meat loaf on me, boy. but i aint gonna order the same entree every time (even if you put poblano in the gravy or sundried in the meatloaf on occasion) and i aint confusing even the best short order cook with an adventurous chef.

one of the reasons i dont go to concerts of my favorite acts is that i think spending money to hear old people play their hits is dull, even when i like every damn hit. i was the guy who went to every album tour and did not want to hear the hits til the encore. i never agreed to manage a band, when i was turning bar bands into club bands, then passing em on to people who could make em album bands, unless they knew their way around a set list. I need to know that someone's going to play with even a most-trusted & excellent form if ima plunk my money down.

- for my dough, singer/songwriter means Elvis Costello/Prince/Joni Mitchell/Paul McCartney, not Townes Van Zandt/Bob Marley/James Taylor/Taylor Swift. The first of these two estimable groups never stopping dicking with the form, the latter set an exceptional template and stuck with it. i'm gonna buy the next album of the first group, we'll see on the latter. even with the last two artists we've discussed in this thread, i enjoy Maria McKee's spasmodic flails at evolution than Lucinda Williams poignant evocations of ennui, if only that there's more variety in the former.

- some of my problem lies in the whole Americana thing. i like a lot of the foursquare, guitar-written stuff, but rarely seek it. i always appreciated Ry Cooder's musical ambitions; John Prine was so danged clever, Jerry Jeff so cantankerous i bought tickets for a long time; still waiting for Rhiannon Giddens to break out, but i hear that strum, walkin bass, beat to the four, i better be enjoying it with friends & whiskey and your set list better be breaking my heart & making me wanna dance or your iambic must be transcendent to keep me keepin on. so there's that -
Assimilating you is one of my favorite pastimes.

 
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Pretty sure the search function is broken, because there's no way I haven't linked to the greatest cover song of all time.

Take a Letter Maria, by The Pleasure Barons (featuring Country **** Montana).  The Dave Alvin solo is equally sweet and short.

 
Chris Spedding - Wild, Wild, Women.

I found this guy mixed into the Hard Core Logo soundtrack.  I don't remember him, from anywhere, but I gather his reputation was mostly as a session guitarist in the UK. He's also released many albums, none of which I have combed through, yet.

Judging from this song alone, he sounds like he's cut from the same cloth has Mason Ruffner.

 

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