Spotted on the back of an Atari pamphlet.
Model wearing capeskin leather shorts with Medieval-inspired vest, perfect for sports and rough wear, as she holds falcon.
Much-needed exact repro vinyl reissue of this classic free jazz side. Saxophonist/vocalist Arthur Doyle made his earth-shaking debut on Noah Howard’s Black Ark LP but this was Doyle’s first date as a leader, originally issued in a tiny run on Charles Tyler’s private Ak-Ba imprint, originals of which are now highly prized. The group line-up is suitably weird, with Doyle on tenor voice-o-phone, bass voice-o-phone and flute, Rashied Sinan and Bruce Moore on drums, Charles Stephens on trombone and Richard Williams on Fender bass, an instrumental setting that gives the whole set a ferocious No Wave edge and an odd avant-jazz atmosphere. The opening “November 8th & 9th - I Can’t Remember When” is one of the most ferocious and forbidding slabs of amplified vocalese to come out of free jazz, laying down the blueprint that guitarist Rudolph Grey would later explode with Doyle in The Blue Humans. There’s a great dedication to the similarly time-slaying Milford Graves/Hugh Glover tag-team on “Development” and an early take on a staple from the Doyle catalogue, “Ancestor”, that links the Aethiopian style of Sun Ra’s Arkestra with a new generation of future-primitives. Still one of the peerless free jazz wildman sides of the 20th century. Comes with a reproduction of Dan Warburton’s excellent interview with Doyle from The Wire printed on the inner sleeve. Highest possible recommendation.
We all know its been a rough couple days. I was walking up Bway from Luger’s today and I saw this Crystal Head out of the corner of my eye. “Could that be real? And if so, full of liquor?” I wondered to myself.
I went into the store. I asked the gentleman proprietor. It was. And it could be mine, for a low (high) price.
I bought it. It was a pretty dumb thing to spend money on, but maybe it’ll make me feel better for a bit. I mean, its full of vodka, how could it not? When I got I home, I googled it. Turned out it’s some kind of internet phenomenon. Somehow I slept on that, but I do plan to drink this skull full of vodka, and then bring it to parties and refill it with more booze, all weekend. In loving tribute.
The Cryptogamic Botany of the Antarctic voyage of H.M. discovery ships Erebus and Terror in the years 1839–1843 under the command of Captain Sir James Clark Ross, Kt., R.N., F.R.S. &c. by Joseph Dalton Hooker, M.D., R.N., F.L.S., Assistant surgeon of the “Erebus” and botanist to the expedition.
Psychic Paramount live in New York the other week. Don’t miss the iPhone text message sent by an enthusiastic audience member around the 2:39 mark.