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So. Last year, I listened to a few thousand reggae (and "Caribbean," for lack of a better term) songs, and taught myself everything there was to know about the music of that area. From big band to ska to rocksteady to rudeboy to reggae to Calypso, to Nyabinghi and on down the line to and past dub and toasting and pan and etc., I devoured them shits. It was a wonderful year, musically. Rarely have I dedicated myself so zealously to learning about and discovering new music, and rarely has my listening proved so rewarding and fruitful. This year, I am tackling psych, garage, surf, and other related forms from, roughly, the late '60s.
Last year, my general umbrella of reggae led me all the way to field recordings of steel drum ensembles and Rastafarian tribal chants, so there's plenty of wiggle room, here. What I am hoping to do with this thread is provide a place where people can make recommendations and, if I'm not too lazy to hold up my end of the bargain, see what I have to say about the stuff that I'm listening to. I have no idea whether or not I'll actually be able or willing to do this, but it seems like it'd be worth a try, no?
To start, I should mention The Monks, who have rapidly risen to the upper echelons of my favorite acts of all time. Like many of the greats, The Monks leave behind precious little music for us to enjoy. But what little they have left us (their debut, Black Monk Time, and an outtakes and demos compilation called many things, but most recently The Early Years: 1964-1965) ostensibly created krautrock, allowed bands like Can and Faust to exist, presaged genres as wide-ranging as psychobilly and NY punk, and (perhaps most stunningly) created the sound of The Velvet Underground before there was a The Velvet Underground.
This record is fucking ridiculous. The Monks was made up of five GIs, stationed in Germany during the 1960s. When the war ended, these guys who had come together simply to pass the time while playing in a cover band, decided to stick to it. They made something of a name for themselves as The Torquays, in Germany, and were taken in by some Warholian types in the German scene to be stylistically refashioned as...The Monks. Weird robes, weird haircuts, and weird-as-shit music spilled out. The shocking thing is that they created almost exactly the same kind of music as The Velvets without either band knowing as much as a whisper about the other and (here's the important part) without a lick of musical training. All they had was a gutted, restrung, shucked banjo which served more as percussion than melodic accompaniment and, of course, a maniacal organist. Unlike Reed, et al, who were on speaking terms with luminaries like LaMonte Young, The Monks had never even heard of LaMonte Young or John Cage. Their story, and most of all their music, is truly amazing.
Listen:
YouTube - The Monks - Oh, How to Do Now
YouTube - The Monks Live in Germany - Complication
YouTube - The Monks Live in Germany - I Can't Get Over You
(this is basically a reggae song, especially on record)
YouTube - black monks time - 14 cuckoo - the monks
(there is performance footage of this, but this song is fucking crazy enough for you to need the studio version to grasp it...unreal, this shit)
Again, people...this was 1964 and 1965. Unfuckingbelievable.
More to come later. I hope. Again, recommendations are not just welcome. They are demanded. I am really loving so much of what I'm hearing, and I want to discover more.
Last year, my general umbrella of reggae led me all the way to field recordings of steel drum ensembles and Rastafarian tribal chants, so there's plenty of wiggle room, here. What I am hoping to do with this thread is provide a place where people can make recommendations and, if I'm not too lazy to hold up my end of the bargain, see what I have to say about the stuff that I'm listening to. I have no idea whether or not I'll actually be able or willing to do this, but it seems like it'd be worth a try, no?
To start, I should mention The Monks, who have rapidly risen to the upper echelons of my favorite acts of all time. Like many of the greats, The Monks leave behind precious little music for us to enjoy. But what little they have left us (their debut, Black Monk Time, and an outtakes and demos compilation called many things, but most recently The Early Years: 1964-1965) ostensibly created krautrock, allowed bands like Can and Faust to exist, presaged genres as wide-ranging as psychobilly and NY punk, and (perhaps most stunningly) created the sound of The Velvet Underground before there was a The Velvet Underground.
This record is fucking ridiculous. The Monks was made up of five GIs, stationed in Germany during the 1960s. When the war ended, these guys who had come together simply to pass the time while playing in a cover band, decided to stick to it. They made something of a name for themselves as The Torquays, in Germany, and were taken in by some Warholian types in the German scene to be stylistically refashioned as...The Monks. Weird robes, weird haircuts, and weird-as-shit music spilled out. The shocking thing is that they created almost exactly the same kind of music as The Velvets without either band knowing as much as a whisper about the other and (here's the important part) without a lick of musical training. All they had was a gutted, restrung, shucked banjo which served more as percussion than melodic accompaniment and, of course, a maniacal organist. Unlike Reed, et al, who were on speaking terms with luminaries like LaMonte Young, The Monks had never even heard of LaMonte Young or John Cage. Their story, and most of all their music, is truly amazing.
Listen:
YouTube - The Monks - Oh, How to Do Now
YouTube - The Monks Live in Germany - Complication
YouTube - The Monks Live in Germany - I Can't Get Over You
(this is basically a reggae song, especially on record)
YouTube - black monks time - 14 cuckoo - the monks
(there is performance footage of this, but this song is fucking crazy enough for you to need the studio version to grasp it...unreal, this shit)
Again, people...this was 1964 and 1965. Unfuckingbelievable.
More to come later. I hope. Again, recommendations are not just welcome. They are demanded. I am really loving so much of what I'm hearing, and I want to discover more.