It's a lovely mod revival giveaway, bookended by a pair of Jam cuts and named after a Curtis Mayfield song. The cover evokes "Sound Affects", and all this is missing is a Geno Washington contribution and a set of keys to your own Vespa. Spinning this one makes me miss the late night dance parties at Lithuanian Hall in West Baltimore, the homebrew hooch we'd do shots of, smoking cigarettes, dressing sharp, and greasy eggs the next morning. Move on up, indeed.
You can count on Mojo and Paul Weller to compile a disc every couple of years. And this is the offering from 2012. Highlights (for me, at least) are Weller's cover of Nick Drake's "River Man", a live recording of "Love Is A Losing Game", and a program led off and titled by Broadcast, the beloved pop experimenters from Birmingham.
This came on in the car while the missus and I drove into Seattle to see Baltimore hardcore luminaries End It a couple of weeks ago. She's never rarely boggled by what I play in the car; 15 years and numerous free jazz, grindcore, and K-pop records on, she's heard just about all of it. But to hear Joanna Newsom, Tame Impala, and Joan As Police Woman in quick succession had her asking if I was ok. I was just following what Mr. Weller put together for me, was my response.
Well, pals, we made it to September. And there are two things I hold to be true about September. One is that it is my month of birth. The other is that it's officially Leonard Cohen season in my house. It's the time where things get a little cooler oustide, a little slower, and the songs of this Buddhist and subject of a great boygenius cut make for a great soundtrack.
So here's a Mojo-curated tribute to the Canadian folk-rock legend, drawn from his 1967 debut (plus a quintet of later compositions). It's a good 'un. The luminaries include Father John Misty, Bill Callahan, Cass McCombs, Will Oldham, and Marc Ribot with My Brightest Diamond. While the Lumineers are not present, the Low Anthem are, if that's your sort of thing.
Another day, another time I forgot to write something. Selah.
We'll keep this short and sweet. This was the state of the union in 2012. Just a step up from basement DIY, featuring a pretty decent mix of emo, hardcore, indie, shoegaze, post-hardcore, and probably some other subgenres I can't remember. A lot of these folks played the Art Space that summer. If a generation in punk lasts three years, then I was probably five generations past what was appropriate for attending these shows in 2012. No bother: I had a good time working the front door and cracking wise to a bunch of kids.
The Slingshot Dakota track is an all-time banger, Pianos Become The Teeth still rip, and I found a Code Orange CD for $2 at the thrift store the other day.
I gotta go; I just encountered a Busch Light commercial with Sarah McLachlan appearing in it. I think it's time to call it a day.
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