The Joup Friday Album: Nino Ferrer – Nino and Radiah

ninoferrerGenerally when I’m writing up one of these Joup Friday Album things, I stick to something from my collection of beloved albums, reviewing, re-hearing, and re-feeling all of the wonderful notes, moments, and sounds that made the record special to me to begin with.  But this time around, I thought I would try something different and take on a record that I do not own, though one that I have been wholly and completely infatuated with of late.  As an avid vinyl collector, I’ve had many an object of desire through the years, “holy grails” of sorts to search for, to hunt online for, to scour bins and garage sales for, to quest for and obsess over.  Whether it be the transparent gold edition of The Flaming Lips’s Transmissions from the Satellite Heart, a copy of Alvarius B’s Baroque Primitiva, or an original pressing of Wendy and Bonnie’s Genesis LP, I’ve always got my musical raison d’etre, my primary objective, my sacred idol.  My most recent is the fantastic 1974 album Nino and Radiah from Italian-French singer-songwriter Nino Ferrer, and that is what we are gathered round to listen to today.

The Joup Friday Album: Jean-Claude Vannier – L’Enfant Assassin Des Mouches

jeanclaudevannierHey guys, it’s scary out there.  And it’s only getting scarier.  So, why not get lost in an oddball record of orchestral pop?

After providing the arrangements on Serge Gainsbourg’s legendary 1971 album Histoire de Melody Nelson, French composer Jean-Claude Vannier followed up that landmark with a record of psych-tinged soundscapes that were like nothing else out there.  Ignored and lost to time upon its initial release, years later the record became rumor to salivating collectors in the know, a legend, a ghost, something entirely too amazing to actually exist.

Endless Loop: Apache

bongobandHave 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.

“Apache” by The Incredible Bongo Band

It’s one of those things that sounds like a total joke at first.  Or, maybe it was honestly done, a silly, yet earnest and sincere piece or art that just seems ridiculous in hindsight, now that years have lapsed by and hearts and souls have grown jaded.  Oh, maybe it falls into some kind of pit of irony, sustenance for the hordes of snark-fueled cretins.

Live from Squaresville: A SXSW Odyssey in Multiple Parts (Phase 6)

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And our story, our adventure, our foray into the liver damaging, hipter sighting, ear piercing melee that is Austin during SXSW comes to its inevitable close.  This city is going to smell like a dumpster that hobos urinate in for the next 48 hours, but eventually it subsides.  The tents and stages come down.  Beer is no longer free (but on the plus side, non-free beer is no longer marked up 50%).  The vultures are circling.  The circus left town.  And in a year, we’ll all do this again.

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