Our daughter has been laid low since Xmas Eve with something flu like so we will be staying in to keep her company tonight. No pot and pan bashing for us this year, we will be seeing in the new year with our feet up watching Jools and his Hootenanny - including Bobby Womack and Betty LaVette, and our Ruby of course. A happy birthday to me, I'm 10 this year (: 2x5 :) A Happy New Year to all of you. Thank you for dropping in this year. Archie Bell & The Drells - Where Will You Go When The Party's Over 1976 PS: Bandwidth almost exhausted, but another month just around the corner.
Hang on - it's Friday. Holiday time always throws me. Hope you had/are having a good one. The eagle eyed among you may notice that the initials PK appear on the label of this record. The same initials appeared on the Cimarons 45 I featured a few days ago, although that would have been almost impossible to spot. The holidays are allowing me to catch up with records I picked up out in the wild this year and I have a whole batch with the initials PK on them. All from the mid 70s and all top notch soul and funk. I think I remember the boot sale and the box these came from now and that I left quite a few others behind because I already had them. PK was obviously a kindred spirit. Today's track is a beautiful slice of mid paced soul, the B side of "Honey Bee", and the side in my opinion. It was originally released in 1972 and reissued on EMI International in 1975. Johnny Johnson & The Bandwagon - I Don't Know Why 1972
And so the final door opens at this year's Feel It Advent...ure. Not a Santa or bauble in sight but I hope you have enjoyed the daily tunes this month. At least the label is red today! To the regulars and those just passing through I wish you all a Merry Christmas. Happy Holidays. I hope it's a real humdinger for you. J.J. Barnes - Real Humdinger 1966
Over the holidays I have resolved to stop the incessant hunt for vinyl for a few days and concentrate instead on playing more of what I already have. I pulled out a handful of jazz albums this morning which I also intend to copy onto CD for mum. I've featured a track off this budget label Marble Arch album before. Until now the track here had passed me by, but it's on repeat right now. "Flame And Frost" is a great title, not least because I think it perfectly describes the feel of this track. I close my eyes and imagine the driving rhythmic nature of the music as a perfect soundtrack to the masses rushing (or possibly shuffling) about doing their last minute Christmas shopping - including Mrs Darce. And as I keep my eyes closed I relax and let the effortless cool of the music wash over me. Sshhh! Don't tell Mrs Darce. Sonny Stitt & Benny Green - Flame And Frost 1965
Here is another VOICE. In 1995 at the age of only 45, tragically,
Phyllis Hyman took her own life. A beautiful woman with an exquisite voice, she
is, and always will be, greatly missed.
The track here is taken from the album “Sing
A Song”. The album is quite rare I think, being released only in the UK and
parts of Europe (with a different cover). Six of the tracks on the album made
an appearance on the US released “Somewhere In My Lifetime” – including the irresistible
“Living Inside Your Love” - but the track here was not among them.
First this blog is linked on an Oldham Athletic fan forum(!) and now I'm honoured to be featured on WFMU's Beware Of The Blog. I tell you, you ought to stick around, this blog is going places! Seriously, a big thanks to Doug for the "shout out" on Beware Of The Blog. It's the traditional annual local pub crawl for me tonight, kicking off in about 90 minutes time. There will be plenty of Christmas parties happening tonight too I expect. I know my daughter is at one. So we better have some party music. Here is something of a curiosity. The Cimarons were a UK based reggae group active from around 1967. Here they cook up a generally faithful version of The Fatback Band's "Wicki Wacky". It works well and I particularly like that guitar motif running throughout the track. Referring to 45cat it seems this 45 was released twice, with the A and B sides being flipped. No mention of the Fatback Band members in writing credits I notice. Cimarons - Wicki Wacky 1975
My place of work is a quiet office for
most of the year. Almost library like at times. But at this time of year, specifically
the last couple of days before our extended festive break, it all changes as
our boss in his infinite wisdom “treats” us to Classic Gold on the tinniest of radios. I am
ready to throw myself out of the window by 11 o’clock in the morning.
We don’t have much turnover staff-wise but
this year a new “young” (30something) colleague has joined the team. He was
ready to throw himself out of the window by 10 o’clock I think.
At times to try and combat the general cacophony
we discussed music.. er.. worth talking about (in a music snob type kind of way,
of course). I have turned him on to Augustus Pablo lately and he is in the
process of recommending early hip-hop and rap that I should investigate. I can’t
remember precisely why now, but he mentioned the name George Clinton today. “God” was my
immediate response. I urged him to
explore all of the Parliafunkadelicment Thang catalog.
The blog has experienced a spike in hits today. On investigation the popular page is Door #15. Why? Not for the music it turns out, not even for the reference to Chelsea. No, many of my visitors today have one thing in common, they are Oldham Athletic fans and they are following a link to Door #15 (posted by an evident fan of Feel It, and Latics fan, in Thailand!) all for a picture of Jim Steel. Who is Jim Steel? Well, it must be the footballer in orange in the picture on the front cover of the Chelsea program who is obviously a Latics leg-end! (I've looked him up and he played for them between 1978 and 1983 and has been described as a big, aggressive centre forward - those were the days!). Just one small example of the power of the Internet! From Door #15 back to Door #18, by way of Door #3! I don't normally do requests, but it's Christmas after all. Here's another one from Brixton Cat. Joe's All Stars - The Judge 1969 PS: Coincidences - I have said before that I love them. Here's another one: In 1982 while Jim Steel was still at Oldham Athletic, they appointed a new manager, and I'm sure many Latics fans would say he was their greatest ever - his name was Joe Royle. I therefore clearly have to dedicate this post to Oldham Athletic fans everywhere, thus ensuring another bumper day of hits here at Feel It! :)
Note to self: instead of constantly looking for the next piece of vinyl to buy, have a look through your own collection and you might be surprised at what you find. I bought the album that this track is from at a boot sale at least a couple of years ago now I reckon. Played it once, nothing grabbed me, so it was filed. I came across it a few days ago, and it is currently staying very close to the turntable. The trick is, of course, to play an album a few times and let it sink in. In my my increasingly obsessive and crazed hunt for vinyl, more and more of it, I too often don't do that. Lenny Williams has one of those voices - give him a telephone book to sing and it would be worth listening to. My introduction to him was as the lead singer with Tower Of Power. He had a few solo 45 releases in the late 60s on Fantasy and Galaxy before he joined TOP. The track featured here comes from his first solo album after leaving the Oakland Strokers. The album is called "Pray For The Lion" although that title does not appear anywhere on the cover. The best description I can come up with for this album is understated, but give it a chance and there are some gems to be found... and of course there is also Lenny's voice. Lenny Williams - Keep On Keeping On 1974
I still have some records at my Mum’s.
(in fact I may be filing some more there soon as space is rapidly running out here).
This record – “Fuse One” - relocated to chez Darcy a few days ago after
spending its entire life at my Mum’s. So be gentle with it, it is still getting
used to its new environment.
Back in 1980 Jazz-Funk was very much my
bag and I used to spin a lot of it at a club in Bath. Back then Saturdays were
often spent thus: jump on the train to London (65 minutes Bristol Parkway-Paddington
non stop for £4.50 I think, chance would be a fine thing now); tube to Fulham
Broadway; walk to the wiggle at the bottom end of King’s Road; listen to
latest imports at Disc Empire and buy a few; grab something to eat; watch Chelsea (then often
to be seen in the 2nd Division); tube and train back to Bristol by
7.30pm; drive over to Bath; wheels of steel ‘til 2am.
I always thought I had bought this record
at Disc Empire. Well I did, but I have just found a letter tucked into the
sleeve that tells me I must have tried to but it wasn’t in stock so I must have
ordered it and had it mailed. The very nice letter (from Mandie) was dated 15th
December 1980 and apologised for the more than 3 week wait for the delivery of
the record from Japan.
Hmm, I thought, roll back a little over three
weeks from that date and who would Chelsea have played then? Sheffield
Wednesday it turns out – a “big” Second Division game 3rd v 4th. A quick dive
into my stash of football programmes, and yes, I have it. So I probably ordered
this record the day I watched Chelsea beat Sheffield Wednesday 2-0 – 22nd
November 1980 (as good as it got that season
for Chelsea, they failed to score in any of their last eight games of the
season! Also, coincidentally, that season
I notice Chelsea were drawn away to Southampton in the FA Cup, as they are this
Back in the day this album’s attraction would
have been all about the two dancefloor friendly tracks “Grand Prix” and “Double
Steal”, and I probably never really settled down to appreciate the rest of the
album. Listening to it again now after all these years I’m really liking the
whole thing, and it has great fidelity.
I remember thinking the group were known
as Fuse. Received wisdom (not just Wiki actually) tells me the group were in fact Fuse One,
and their first album was eponymous. But I’m not so sure, the label and inner sheet
both quote FUSE as well as FUSE ONE so it seems the either the group or the
album were at least originally intended to be called Fuse.
Meco meets Moroder, they lend the Doobies a cow bell and it all gets a bit Chicy - with a Dusty coating. Kitchen sink in there as well I think. Well, that was my immediate impression. What's yours? Dog's breakfast? Absolutely not, I love it. Completely missed this one when it was released. Rescued from a box of about 150 45s I picked up for next to nothing at a Booty earlier this year (there were keepers, ones I can maybe move on, and warped ones only fit for the tip in equal measure). Dusty - That's The Kind Of Love I've Got For You 1978
Lucky Dip. Top drawer Soul of a deep and Southern variety. Recorded sometime in the early 70s is my guess. I can find no background info on Betty Bibbs. She has an entry on SirShambling (as she quite rightly should), but even the good Sir can shed little light on her, and the link on her page, that tantalisingly hints at more info, is broken. It seems her real name may be Betty J Batiste. A quick Google search led me to a Facebook page for a Betty J Batiste which looked promising, but I'm not on Facebook. A bit more Googling tells me that Betty Batiste is not that unusual a name so the hunt for more information on her will likely be a long one. Unfortunately I think my copy of this 45 (on just this side - darn!) is pressed fractionally off centre, although Betty's superb vocals seem to cut through that problem. Betty Bibbs - First Come, First Served 197? PS: Piccie above was taken mid spin, I didn't know I could do that without it blurring!
By rights I should have posted this at 12:12, today being 12/12/12. No matter, I will mark this day with a 12" single. There was talk at work today of the world ending, but I think they got the date wrong - it's the 21st isn't it? (when the Mayan calendar ends). Just in case I propose we start partying now. Floyd Beck - Party Is The Solution 1980
Change emerged in the days immediately
after the Disco bubble burst, and so managed to avoid that tag, the one that
many people still seem to think is a dirty word. Their sound is generally
described as being post-disco or boogie, and they were noticeably influenced by
Chic. Their initial singles – “Lover’s
Holiday”, “Glow Of Love”, and “Searching” - are generally recognised as classics
now, and I love them.
I also love this track, which was
recorded very late in their career. Whenever I put this on the deck it feels
like sunshine pours out of the speakers.
We are feeling the first icy blast of
Winter here in the UK, but Change are warming me up very nicely. I hope they do
the same for you.
Ssshh, Door #10, like Door#9, reveals a mellow place. I'm late to the David Axelrod party, but I want more. This is the final track on his 1977 album Strange Ladies and is a tribute to his third wife. David Axelrod - Sandy 1977
I make door to door deliveries in our area for the local Wildlife Trust magazine. Today I also delivered a round for someone else who was ill. I want their round, it was truly a wildlife experience. First I get to deliver to a Lord Bearpark. Then, at another house, as I was posting the magazine through the letterbox, I realised I was being watched - inside, looking straight at me, there was a life sized zebra wearing large green sunglasses! Truly surreal. Back to Earth, except not exactly, here is something perfectly suited to a quiet Sunday evening in by the fire. Gloria Lynne - Out Of This World 1965 Buy Gloria Lynne - Love Songs: The Singles Collection
Back to the Reggae compilations again, and this rounds off my recent hat trick of finds. These two tracks come from "20 Dragon Hits" which was released in 1973 I think. Rhythms have always been shared and "versioned" amongst reggae artists and producers. But sampling is something I don't think of associating with any record pre 80s. This I-Roy track sampled The Meters "Sophisticated Cissy". Freddie McKay - Our Rendezvous I-Roy - Dr. Who
was a stay at home day today, waiting for a new gas cooker to be delivered.
When it arrived the installer said he couldn't do it because there was
something wrong with our gas meter. So no new cooker but a new gas meter
instead! This new meter looks like it has come out of the ark. The old one was
nice and compact, had a digital display, and was silent. The new one is none of
those things and is, in fact, so big we can no longer completely shut the door
of the cupboard it’s housed in. Not exactly progress.
positive side while I was hanging around I did a bit of a record filing and
reorganizing, and in the process dug this little Stax nugget out of the I-M
It has that
irresistible slinky Memphis groove. Jump up, grab your partner, or your favourite tipple, or the cat, engage a slow wiggle, and shuffle around the sofa, or the
kitchen table, or the Christmas tree.
PS: I reckon I am going to
be sailing close to the wind with my box.com bandwidth this month so have
started using Mediafire again. The download stats on Mediafire seem a bit flaky
nowadays so can anybody confirm that downloading is OK? UPDATE: It seems the Mediafire links are causing problems. The link above has been updated (to download: right click and save as.. - I think!). Let me know how this one works out.
After playing my Honey Cone 45 yesterday
I put on this one by Ike & Tina Turner. In it there is a line “... one
monkey don’t stop no show…”, which it just so happens was the title of one of
Honey Cone’s 1971 top 20 hits.
When I picked this up at a car boot I didn’t notice it had a crack, all the way from the edge to the label. All
things considered it plays pretty well. Could you say that about a CD?
Honey Cone were Carolyn Willis, Shelly Clark, and Edna
Wright and were active between 1966 and 1973. 1971 was their big year – “Want
Ads” made #1 in the US and they had another couple of top 20 hits that year too.
By 1972 this single barley made the top 100 in the US. My UK issue would have
been one of only a few to have troubled the UK chart compilers I guess.
Their Wiki entry tells me that Shelly
Clark married Verdine White of Earth, Wind & Fire. So they have now been
hitched for about the same number of years as Mrs Darce and me.
I promised more from my recent hat trick
of Reggae/Ska album finds. I picked up “Brixton Cat” for the princely sum of
15p at a car boot. Whoa! The only shame is that the previous owner tried to
peel the sticker off the front cover. I would have been perfectly happy with an intact big yellow 19/11. Never mind.
As the back cover says: “Joe’s All Stars
present their first album for your dancing pleasure”. That’s Joe Mansano, featuring
here, ladies and gentlemen, the great Rico Rodriguez, MBE.
Behind door #2 we have another NOLA based label that doesn’t
Here’s a great double sided slab of R&B slanted Soul from
Bobby Powell. Everything I know about Baton Rouge native Bobby I read here (how
I miss the Brown Eyed Handsome Man! J )
I bought this 45 recently from a, by all accounts, legendary
UK based Northern Soul dealer who has just moved into semi-retirement due to
ill health. I suspect it had occupied his garage (or wherever he stored his
records) for more years than it had spent in its place of birth. Something I
Buy Into My Own Thing(You may have heard the term "Rip Off Britain". Here is an example - the CD linked is issued by Westside a UK based company. On Amazon UK it is c£21 on Amazon USA it is correctly described as an import and is only c$16. Huh?!)
I’m a bit of a grumpy old Darcy at the
moment: had a tooth out a few days ago
(of all the ones it had to be the one with the gold crown – reminds me of one of
my favourite Steely Dan tracks “.. you throw out your gold teeth…” ), it remains
as painful now as it was before it came out …hmm… did he take the wrong one out
I wonder? On top of that the car wouldn’t start yesterday, so that is bound to
be more pain (in the wallet). And then of course there is my football team and
the little problem of the basket case owner with loadsamoney and no sense.
Never mind, keep drinking the wine, and the whisky (for medicinal purposes, of
Oh well, at least its December so I get
to have a chocolate every day from my Advent calendar.
And a chocolate a day means a record a day, that’s
the way it works here now.
First up is The Ballads, a West Coast
(SanFran) harmony/ sweet soul group that formed in the early Sixties and had a number
of releases through into the Seventies with little success. Four of those
releases came out on the Venture label which was set up by MGM to feature Soul
I’m really liking this one at the moment.
Leon Ware and, latter day Supreme, Susaye Greene on writing credits (reading
Susaye’s Wiki entry I see she shares a birthday with my mum). Warm vocals,
tasty background harmonies and a memorable arrangement. The Ballads deserved
some success with this one.
As promised here are a couple from the
batch of reggae 45s I managed to grab on a cold morning last Sunday at a local
boot, I say "managed" because my fingers
weren’t working very well due to the cold. I actually suffer from Raynaud’s
which can make riffling through records difficult on cold mornings (my fingers go white but not blue which would look really scary).
I can offer nothing at all in terms of
background to these records beyond the fact that I like them and hope you do too.
The Sunshot 45 is a bit quirky – the K Poppins sticker is covering up another
title and the label on the other side quotes Linval Thompson Jah Jah Reder Than
Red (actually what attracted me to it), but the grooves contain Keith Poppin
and a Version. The vinyl is also incredibly thin to the point that it almost
feels like a flexi disc! I think this is a reissue.
After these by way of a sweet and mellow
warm up I’m off to the local pub to jump on the Ska Train.
There! All it takes is a couple of
comments on one of my posts (thanks Davyh and dvd) and a successful weekend of
digging to banish my blogging blues and put an end to my latest posting crisis.
There was a little record fair in town at
the weekend. It happens roughly quarterly and tends to be focussed on 50s and
60s R&R, rockabilly and early R&B. I think I may have mentioned it
before. There are usually a few soul boxes as well and this time one of my
favourite dealers made an appearance. He always carries a good selection of
soul 45s it seems and this time was no exception. So while the room was filled
with the sound of rockabilly on various decks hooked up to speakers, I was
pulling soul 45s, spinning them on a portable deck, and desperately trying to
hear them with headphones clasped tight to my ears.
I picked up six 45s in the end that I
later admitted to Mrs Darce left a bit of a hole in the wallet – “you spent how
much?!”. Yes, well, £25 on just one of those 45s sounds a lot to the
uninitiated I guess. It’s quite a lot for me to pay as well really, but I know
it’s peanuts to many of the vinyl hungry. The rest of them didn’t come close to
being that expensive though, and it’s one of these I’m featuring here, and is
the one I’m really punching the air about.
A while ago I featured a Bessie Banks 45that was an issue copy of a release I had only ever seen as a same sided demo
before. Well here we are again with another Bessie Banks release that, although
is out there as an issue, seems to mainly surface as a same sided demo. This
was Bessie’s only outing on Volt, neither incarnation are easy to find, and
when they do turn up they usually seem to sell for quite a bit more than I paid
for my copy. I bought it for the “Try To Leave Me…” side, one of the greatest
examples of soul music you could wish to find, mellow and deep all at the same
time. But turning it over what did I find? Another song in the same mould almost as good as the A side, and that puts this 45 fair and square in the “killer”
I notice that “Aint No Easy Way” has very
recently made a couple of appearances on YouTube. But apart from that there doesn’t appear to
have ever been a “buzz” about this song. It clearly warrants some “buzz”, and
Bessie Banks is a singer held in high regard too, in soul circles at least; so I wonder if a batch of
issue copies have been found recently in some forgotten warehouse and are now
trickling out into the wild? Certainly the only picture of it on YouTube shows
a copy just like my latest prize – an issue copy with a promo stamp on it.
There are a couple of car
boot sales ‘round abouts that are continuing on into the winter. Sunday’s early
morning visit to one of them (where I had to cope with malfunctioning fingers
due to the cold!) turned out to be worth it too. A nice little batch of obscure
reggae 45s, mainly of the Lovers variety. Some of those next time.
I’m conscious it’s been some time without
a post again. I’ve sort of lost the beat of this thing recently. It’s partly
because I have become completely obsessed with reading a couple of record
collector forums – Waxidermy and VG+ – which seem to take up most of my online
time lately. I’m what’s known as a lurker on them at the moment and it's possibly just a phase... but there again I am in the
process of trying to register on VG+ to allow me to post (Waxidemy is a bit more intimidating and
heavily US biased, and quite frankly I struggle to keep up with the lingo
sometimes). Anyway, registering on VG+ is proving difficult and I’m beginning to think
that is a good thing because if I end up posting on the forum as well as
reading it could be curtains for this blog – and I don’t want that to happen.
I was chasing a Cynthia Sheeler 45 on
ebay recently but in the end the bidding ran away from me. To make myself feel
better l have been playing this 45 a lot, the only one of hers I do own. Once
again I have Sir Shambling to thank for bringing Cynthia to my attention. She
has a lovely voice and didn’t record enough.
I particularly love the subtle change of
gear and what amounts to an extended outro on this song. And it’s on my
Picked this LP up today for a £1 in a local charity shop. I have a big grin on my face.
This is the third Reggae album I have picked up for peanuts in recent weeks, and none are trashed. More from the others in the weeks to come no doubt. This particular track has been on repeat this afternoon. Lester Sterlin - Reggae On Broadway 1969
Ah! Sorry, forgot to say last time: I was
off on holiday. Mrs Darce and I swapped the endlessly indifferent (or is that
just plain bad?) weather here in the UK for 10 days of endless sunshine in Spain. Nerja
to be precise – we can thoroughly recommend it!
Back now. Back yesterday actually, and
the first thing we did was go out for lunch at a local hostelry – it’s
difficult to break the habit. In the front bar there were just us and one other
couple. Then, a group of four ladies (what lunch) arrived and sat close to us. Close
enough that we could not help but hear their conversation. One of the group had
just come back from her holiday - in Nerja! How spooky is that?
I’m catching up on my many recent boot
sale finds now. A few weeks ago I picked up this little collection of 45s. A
mix of ska, rocksteady, reggae, and soul.
They were all sleeveless and all looked pretty trashed – reggae records,
at least, always are it seems – but at 10p a pop it was worth a punt. And they
cleaned up very nicely; not a hop, skip or a jump between them. Some inevitable
surface noise, but it all adds to the atmosphere. (Curiously the soul records
in this bunch are all on labels beginning with the letter M - I left a few ZZ
Hill 45s on MHR behind as well, although, now, I don’t know why). Wiping away the
dirt at least took them back someways towards the Sixties sweaty basement mod
hangout where they must surely have first spun their magic.
As another two weeks have passed since my
last post I thought I would pick four of these to play by way of a catch up. The
first is appropriate as I have spent much of the last couple of weeks sat on a
beach in Spain reading Lloyd Bradley’s comprehensive history of reggae, and Jamaica
– Bass Culture. It is also perfectly fits the description of "moody and magnificent". Any link between the second and a certain current high profile
UK news item is, I assure you, purely coincidental. "Ole!". Both are B sides but
deserve much more. The third and fourth are both “on the money” soul sides so
As promised here is another 45 I was very happy, and surprised, to find
at a local boot fair recently. A lady was selling a few boxes of singles at 3
for a £1. I bought £3 worth, including this one. The boxes contained a very unusual
and eclectic mix, certainly not something you normally find at boot sales. It
transpired her husband works for a local second hand record shop, one in fact I
rarely visit now as, in my experience, I have rarely found anything worth
buying and they seem to be equally rarely willing to buy anything off me! (I am
not alone here either, and I wonder where they get their records from!).
Anyway, by offloading at a boot sale I
think they missed a trick with this one. None other than Mr Allen Toussaint had
a lot to do with this record. The credits tell you he arranged it, they also
tell you he wrote it – Toussaint often used his mother’s name, Naomi Neville,
in writing credits around this time – and he is undoubtedly playing piano on
it. The ALON label was a vehicle for much Allen Toussaint output in the early
to mid Sixties. Hold a mirror up to the label name and of course NOLA appears. (Try
and scan it though and the results are not good – as Ana-B has already pointed out).
The record sounds somehow familiar to me.
It’s possible I suppose that I have heard it before here. Back in 2006 I was
relatively new to the blogging game and Home Of The Groove was an early
destination for me. Reading the post (again?) and its comments I learned that
this track, or at least its basic form, was originally used as the backing
track for Benny Spellman’s “The Word Game”.
It is a very difficult to categorise this
record by The Stokes. To me it sounds like it would not be out of place as background music
to a TV series of the time, something a bit tongue in cheek or a bit skewed - The
Avengers for example. Hey! maybe, that’s where I heard it before? Anyway, I like
it a lot and I think I will file it under “whimsy”. The sleeve it came in sort of lives
up to the whimsical tag too!
This year the boot fair season has,
generally, been a disaster. The weather of course has been the main problem. Many
washed out weekends; and if it wasn’t raining the fields in which most of these
events happen remained too saturated, which led to more cancellations. On top
of that my experience has been that even when I did manage a trudge around a damp
field there were hardly any records to be found. On more than one occasion this
year my swag bag remained completely empty, something I have not been used to
This all changed a few weeks ago though,
and the record room (the dining room actually, which is now subject to very
little dining being as it’s full of records and pets!) is now seemingly awash
with boot fair, and charity shop, finds. Just like buses, the vinyl seems to
have all come along at once since September started.
Not much of this vinyl has been in the
genres I stick to here – i.e. soul, funk, reggae, and jazz - but there has been
Where to start?
Two weeks running I have picked up bargains
(50p or less) at boot sales from sellers I knew, or discovered, were established
record dealers/traders. This ”Curley Moore” 45, for example, I bought from a
guy I know to be a dealer who also has his own website selling soul and funk
stuff at reasonable (but not cheap) prices, and I’m sure this 45 could have
featured and sold for much more than 50p on his website. Occasionally I see him
at a local boot fair knocking stuff out at no more than a pound. He has
apparently got about 10,000 records in a lock up somewhere so I suppose now and
then he has to have a purge, and I guess it’s inevitable that a few pearls will
get mixed in to the more general run of the mill bits he is trying to clear.
He, of course, may not think this 45 is a
pearl, and his friend who seems to always accompany him at the fairs certainly didn’t
know it, although I think he suspected it shouldn’t have been nestling in a chirpy
chirpy cheap bin. Damn, the titles are clues enough!
Even if it transpired that the grooves of
this 45 contained rubbish it is certainly worth 50p for the label. Look more
closely at the label though and it becomes clear this 45 has a NOLA pedigree –
a certain Mr Eddie Bo(cage) is all over the credits and has most certainly has
more to do with this 45 than Curley Moore hence my use of the quotation marks
above . Dropping the needle confirms that what’s in the grooves is far from
rubbish, but also not funk in the classic sense. Two sides that are, I think, actually more akin to freakbeat than funk, but
they really hit the spot. On the A side it’s Eddie Bo playing the organ and in
so doing adding the funky icing to the freaky cake.
As last month wore on, a combination of
nothing to do at work and more disappointing weather left me feeling distinctly
listless. If you are (or should that be were!) a regular around here you will
have experienced a consequence of my ennui – the longest period of inactivity for
Feel It since I started this little indulgence over six years ago.
But then September began and brought with
it, as is so often the case, better, calmer weather. Quiet days, mellow light -
my favourite month was acting true to form. The boredom is still present at
work but it seems that September serenity has driven away the listlessness and
left me with at least a blissful ennui.
So it was a week or so ago I was ready to
contemplate another post here. Then I realised that something else that had
been bugging me – and that I had initially put down to my general restlessness –
was a real problem. My records didn’t sound quite right – some tinniness/distortion
in the higher frequencies… that appeared to get worse on the inner tracks of an
album. Was that possible? A quick bit of Googling confirmed that the clues were
there, and entirely consistent with the stylus on my record playing machine being
worn out. Let’s hope no lasting damage has been done to those records played in
recent weeks. A new one is now installed and the difference is clear.
So now I have been able to play again an
album I acquired a few months ago and share it with you.
I have realised recently that Denise La Salle
is one of my favourite soulstresses, and when I’m feeling a bit low her voice
acts as a sort of comfort blanket. Denise has had a long recording career. It is difficult
to keep the quality high all the time when one is so prolific and Denise’s
catalog has some highs and lows I think, but one of her early albums “On The
Loose” is definitely in the top quality bracket. Strong tracks abound, including “Your
Man And Your Best Friend” a track I featured here as a 45 B side a couple or so
years ago. The only really false step is a cover of “Harper Valley PTA”, which
should have been left in the can. Two tracks for you to enjoy: “What Am I Doing Wrong” has Denise sounding
wistful and mellow, and “Breaking Up Somebody’s Home” is one I always knew from
Ann Peebles’ version, and didn’t know until I bought this album that Denise had written it.
Denise La Salle – What Am I Doing Wrong 1973
Denise La Salle – Breaking Up Somebody’s Home 1973
Buy “On The Loose” on a twofer with her
debut “Trapped By A Thing Called Love”.
PS: On the inner sleeve of this album is
I would love to know the story behind
that, but guess I never will.
PPS: Waiting over…
The car boot season has been generally
disastrous this year… until a couple of weeks ago. More of that anon.
Mostly vinyl, mostly a private pleasure - until now.
Music posted here I have bought and gained much pleasure from listening to down the years (or months, or days!). So in the spirit of an 'all back to mine' it's time to share it.
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