Endless Loop: Oh My Love

driveHave you ever had one of those songs that gets stuck in your head for days…weeks…years? Sure you have. These are the songs that always make the cut. The songs on repeat. We all have them. I have a ton. Welcome back to Endless Loop. “Oh My Love” by Riz Ortolani and Katyna Ranieri Does 2011 feel like an absurdly long time ago to anyone else out there?  It’s just been seven years, but it feels like a mini-eternity, a faded recollection of a time that doesn’t really seem like it ever existed in the first place.  Maybe it’s the increasing speed at which the news cycle runs these days, the barrage of information, soundbites, and images parading before our senses like a tape in fast forward.  Or it’s the encroaching layer of dread that covers everything like a thick slime, some horrible [more]

The Joup Friday Album – The Body: No One Deserves Happiness

5-the-bodyIn getting the last minute hand-off to fill-in for Sonny, I decided to do something a bit different. Normally, I use most of my social media/internet time for spreading my Master’s word. Today though, I thought to myself, “Philp, why not go ahead and punch out for the night, take human form and find a nice woman, some mead, and roll into the weekend with an album that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy. No pun intended. So I chose The Body’s 2016 dark and ethereal masterpiece No One Deserves Happiness, not just because I agree with the sentiment expressed in the title, but because I really like the music on this record. What’s more, these guys are the very definition of prolific, and I like that. I like a little blood, sweat, and tears in my music – so long as [more]

Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

The Cure DisintegrationAnd, as with all good things, we come to an end. My end with this particular column, at least. I’m hoping the future for Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying will unfold in an irregular but enthusiastic embracing by my fellow Jouptonians, and every now and again (or as often as anyone wants) a column pops up under this banner, no order to the choice of the four subjects necessary. As with everything on this site, write what moves you at the moment; if we see twelve drinking columns in a row, so be it! Nine crying posts? Good! For now though, let’s go into the final Cry. This one is going back. Junior year in High School, so 1993. I was a metal head. Alice in Chains had just replaced Anthrax as my musical totem, and things didn’t stray too [more]

The Joup Friday Album: Sonic Youth ‘Washing Machine’

2500578 1995 was an integral year of my musical development. That summer I finished High School, and on the day I was heading to the Reading Festival I went back one last time to retrieve my exam results. It turns out bereavement, alcohol, LSD and first loves aren’t conducive to scholastic achievement. Neil Young, Soundgarden, Pavement, Mudhoney, Babes in Toyland, The Smashing Pumpkins, Green Day, Hole, Teenage Fanclub, Beck, Björk,  and a first uk appearance by Foo Fighters and many more. The sun beat down and boots beat up the dust. I had a great time, but in the Wild West of tents, I didn’t find my tribe. People who’d appeared as friends in school started to lose their allure as their souls got gradually washed out by yellowing amphetamine, and my female friends had to elude the oubliette-tents of lone, middle class dreadlocked honkies. Aside from the amazing musical experiences, it [more]

Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

Jennifer CharlesHere’s to your f*&king Frank, to paraphrase a favorite film. Loveage: Songs to Make Love To Your Old Lady By purports, in a somewhat tongue-in-cheek way, to be a sonic aphrodisiac. The entire tableaux around which this Dan the Automator-conceived and produced, trip-hop masterpiece is built is so thorough, so painstakingly thought out, that when I saw them live in early 2002, Nakamura (The Automator’s real name) and Mike Patton wore smoking jackets and Jennifer Charles wore a slip. And that was all she wore. You can only imagine how this sealed the deal on the tone of the show. It was the lush, erotic nature of the record but presented live, almost acted out, like some torrid musical burlesque. And although Dan the Automator dressed the part to hold up his end of things, all eyes were on Patton and Ms. [more]

Endless Loop: Kimmi in a Rice Field

twinsisterHave you ever had one of those songs that gets stuck in your head for days…weeks…years? Sure you have. These are the songs that always make the cut. The songs on repeat. We all have them. I have a ton. Welcome back to Endless Loop. “Kimmi in a Rice Field” by Mr Twin Sister I wish I was one of those people that remembered their dreams.  My wife is one.  My oldest son appears to be too.  But I’m just not.  I’ll have a vague recollection of thoughts upon waking in the morning, flashes of things that feel more like impressions rather than memories, but then they fade away, vanished from my head often before my feet even hit the floor.  And to be honest, it makes me feel a little left out. I guess I’ll have to settle for faux dreamlike states as [more]

The Joup Friday Album: Johnny Marr – Call the Comet

Johnny_Marr_-_Call_the_Comet As someone who always wanted to be able to play guitar well but never had the self-discipline to learn more than a handful of chords, I have always been in awe of my chosen guitar gods. My big three are the Cult’s Billy Duffy, John Squire from the Stone Roses, and Johnny Marr. Marr has spent the last 30 years standing around waifishly with a “Will strum for food” sign. Dozens of artists took him up on it, from alternative icons like Bryan Ferry, the Talking Heads, and The The, to bands whose profile he raised by signing on (Modest Mouse, the Cribs). Over the last five years he finally embarked on a solo career, releasing three albums under his own name, including the recently released Call the Comet. Oh, and he was also in the Smiths. Call the Comet is as [more]

Endless Loop: Five Seconds

twinshadowHave you ever had one of those songs that gets stuck in your head for days…weeks…years? Sure you have. These are the songs that always make the cut. The songs on repeat. We all have them. I have a ton. Welcome back to Endless Loop. “Five Seconds” by Twin Shadow I’m tired. There seems to be an almost nightly moment of dread when I hear some shifting around on the baby monitor, maybe a sigh or a whine, a meek little cry for Mama or Dada, or a loud thump as a toddler escapes the confines of his crib, a growing wail as he realizes he can’t get his door open.  And then my wife and I attempt to wait each other out, to see who will get up and out of the comfort of our sheets and blankets to soothe the little one [more]

Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

Roadhouse Bar Brawl edit1999. Schlitz Family Robinson had died at least a year before, and Mr. Brown and I were trying to make it work with new people. I did a brief stint in Grez and Sonny’s follow-up project, The Harlem Circus (later The Harlem Circuit), but I wasn’t feeling it. I played one show with those guys and went back to recording odd 4-track music with Brown. Then an old friend, Jason Wayne Sneed, called me up out of the blue. He’d started a project with Mike Pearson of the Blue Meanies and a drummer named Dave. Pearson had left, and they needed a guitar player and a singer. Brown. Baker. Sneed. Dave. Universal Product was born. UP went by quick, but we played quite a few shows and packed quite a punch. Dave eventually left to tour the world with [more]


Living Nudes – My World Exploded

Joup’s Very own Thomas H. Williams
new album is out!