Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
Now when the water’s calm and everything is right / Ain’t no catfish gonna make us fight / Hold your sails to the wind and keep your ship in gear / ‘Cause if we sail together we got nothing to fear
You threw me your line and now you know I’m your bait / You got me hooked and line and sinker, let them other fish wait / Call me fin flappin’ mama who’s learnin’ to float / Hold on captain, you are rocking the boat / I need your power, it’s really outta sight / Let’s wade in the water where everything is right
Coming off the summer solstice and Juneteenth, there’s a bunch of stuff to “riff on” and dream about. I had a week filled with doctor and dentist check-ups booked months ago thinking I’d have the time once school broke for recess.
The week found my turntables bouncing from genre to genre. A client reminded me I turned her onto Marlena Shaw’s “California Soul.” When I dug the record out I ended up grooving on Shaw’s version of “Let’s Wade in The Water.” Now there’s a Juneteenth “spiritual.” Google says slaves used to use songs as instructions to escape to freedom.
I’m certainly looking for that “freedom.” Lord have mercy!
This lead me to finally listen to Cowboy Carter and to my surprise “Alligator Tears” sounds closer to Alice In Chains acoustic than pop. Okay B, do your thing!
Then there was poor James Chance. I once booked him in the late ’80s. He was such a rock star, so great, so fucking doped out. I guess we’ll never know why some stars don’t shine.
Nothing to say, but I did knock a bunch of cool rock songs with saxophones. (New York’s Alright If You Like Saxophones.)
Idelic Single of the Week: King Krule – Time For Slurp
