tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45772007255661261852024-03-19T02:37:09.586-07:00BARE FOOT ON THE ACCELERATOR.Songs Chris D Taught Us.TJ Honeysucklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16370834308990470160noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577200725566126185.post-55264086836309261432013-02-05T01:00:00.000-08:002013-02-06T18:18:15.795-08:00Songs Chris D Taught Us.<div>
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To keep this robust, there are two download links to the song files- <a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/2991213910/SCDTU.zip">one here</a>, and another <a href="https://www.dropbox.com/s/py2fmgqostzeggu/SCDTU.zip">right here</a>.<br />
Feel free to share- though I'd prefer you linked <a href="http://barefooton.blogspot.com.au/">to the blog</a> rather than just pass on a naked download link.<br />
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And this is what's in the files. Enjoy.<br />
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01<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>I Take What I Want<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Ann Peebles Straight From The Heart,1972<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><i>The first of a pair of Peebles tracks here. Jill Jordan sang on this live, of course, and the recorded version, supplying the</i><i>“girly” </i><i>lines, though there exists at least one rehearsal tape wherein CD sings it all himself.</i><i> Which is kind of </i><i>fetching.</i><br />
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02<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Cinderella<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> The Sonics<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Boom!, 1965 </div>
The Flesh Eaters Live 88<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The Flesh Eaters
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<i>Great band, great track. You can hear the DNA of this one in Flesheaters tracks like “Eyes Without A Face” and “Life’s A Dirty</i><i> Rat” here.</i><i> I saw the Sonics play in March 2012 and can report they are still an amazingly tight outfit.</i><br />
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03<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Gimme Shelter<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The Rolling Stones<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Let It Bleed,1969<br />
Middle Of The Night <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Divine Horsemen</div>
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I Pass For Human<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> Chris D & Stone By Stone<br />
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<i>One of the more obscure numbers here, also one of the rockingest. Love that synthesiser. There’s a strong argument </i><i>that maybe these guys didn’t get the ongoing success they deserved, and despite the fact that </i><i>everyone knows “All The Young Dudes” their wider legacy has certainly faded these days.</i></div>
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06<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Slipped Tripped Fell In Love Ann Peebles Straight From The Heart,1972</div>
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<i>The second of our Peebles tracks. Slinky and smoky as all hell, there's an iron fist inside a velvet glove here. In case you are still</i><i> uncertain, let me tell that you do indeed need to check this album out.</i></div>
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<i>A suitably spooky version of this early Cramps fave. I would have loved to hear the “Minute To</i></div>
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<i>Pray” line up's take on this. Also to be found on the "Play New Rose For Me" compilation LP.</i><br />
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08<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Field Of Stone <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>David Allen Coe<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> s</span>ingle, 1975<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><br />
Middle Of The Night<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> Divine Horsemen</div>
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<i>Whose version were they listening to- Tanya Tucker's or David Allen Coe’s? Probably Tucker's, </i><br />
<i>as it was a bigger hit and released earlier, but Coe's own version is worth a listen too.</i><br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>09<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Rhymes<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Al Green<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Al Green Is Love,1975<br />
Hard Road To Follow<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> The </span>Flesh Eaters<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> </div>
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><i>A stablemate of Anne Peebles at Hi Records in the early 70s, soul maestro Green was in fine</i><i> form here, in the middle of a hugely productive period for him.</i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb_r4J_T3h0RZ8YKjUAmyB4cGHwKoN_KaSwbBhGlMdpLMWaaIuzaN8OlnKiJPDd9DBSUidbA4QFqEJJ5vqfrpLOeCGfyF3lrWoIsLcln0ZProJ9Pz_pN80aMki8pJIZa6SvTDm96SMUh0/s1600/AlGreenLove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb_r4J_T3h0RZ8YKjUAmyB4cGHwKoN_KaSwbBhGlMdpLMWaaIuzaN8OlnKiJPDd9DBSUidbA4QFqEJJ5vqfrpLOeCGfyF3lrWoIsLcln0ZProJ9Pz_pN80aMki8pJIZa6SvTDm96SMUh0/s1600/AlGreenLove.jpg" width="200" /></a><br />
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10<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Frankie & Johnny Big Bill Broonzy <br />
Time Stands Still, Chris D & Snake Handler (CD only) Divine Horsemen<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> </div>
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><i>I went all the way from Harry Smith's American Anthology to the Elvis movie soundtrack and listened <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frankie_and_Johnny_(song)">about 100 takes</a> on this song before picking this version, mainly because of the little details- Frankie’s red kimono and her stein of beer in particular. What a gal.And he looks like a dude, too.</i><br />
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11<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Superlungs (My Supergirl)<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Donovan<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Barabajal, 1969<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><br />
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<em>Usually known for his folkie stuff, this is one of Donovan's less whimsical numbers, and another relative obscurity. And when I say whimsical, I mean this album also includes a song called “I Love My Shirt”.</em><br />
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12<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>I Don't Wanna Go Down To The Basement<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The Ramones<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The Ramones,1976<br />
Gabba Gabba Hey-a tribute to the Ramones<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The Flesh Eaters<br />
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TJ Honeysucklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16370834308990470160noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577200725566126185.post-34041320482868359712013-02-05T00:59:00.001-08:002013-02-05T13:11:28.056-08:00Mother's Worry.<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Byron Coley was the best, most consistent chronicler a guy could hope for, so it seemed only right to ask for his take on this whole shebang. I am very happy he sent me this: </span></i><br />
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Looking over the list of songs generated here, I find myself surprised by how damn many cover songs Chris D
worked into the sets of his various bands. It has long been my contention that
Chris is among the most gifted wordsmiths Los Angeles ever generated. His
gushing, lop-rhythmic descriptions of desolation, longing and salvation are
still capable of stunning me with their unexpected turns of phrase, and the gut
illuminating power of their deep pulp/noir roots. But lists don't lie. The guy
apparently knew a great song when he heard one, and felt little impulse to
compete with other form-masters on their own turf. </span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Chris's own early songwriting, so
memorably referred to as “blabbermouth lockjaw of the soul” by Richard Meltzer,
created a compressed universe of glottal-sound that is still unmatched in terms
of raw spurt. But he was absolutely willing to pay tribute to people like Ann
Peebles (whose sultry arrangement of Sam & Dave's “I Take What I Want” was
the basis for the Flesheaters's version), rather than attempt to create a
secondhand soul ballad with his own pen. Which was probably a damn good idea.
Chris's delivery of this sort of material, and the stage presence he manifested
while performing it were definitely referencing people like Al Green and Isaac
Hayes. And it could seem a bit of an odd fit conceptually inside the
later-period Flesheaters, whose sound was so fucking heavy, but they made it
work. And when he started incorporating learned soul-bits into later material,
they sounded right and unforced because he had spent the time working out the
gestural language of the music, figuring how it could fit in with the rest of
his musical vision. It was the same with the country material that Divine
Horsemen experimented with. The idea, I think, was to pick songs with crucial
formal elements and figure them out in a new setting before trying to do
originals in that mold.</span></span></div>
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known their way around the dynamics of rock and punk, so when they've done
these sorts of tunes it's largely been for live gigs or comps or just for the
sheer pleasure of doing them. My favorite cover of their is not represented
here, which I guess makes sense, since it's the Flesheaters Mk. V covering
“Pony Dress”, a song originally done by the Flesheaters Mk. III a few years
earlier. They just shred themselves on that one. But they were always doing
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>TJ Honeysuckle/Trevor Block, Melbourne Australia 2013</i></span><br />
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TJ Honeysucklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16370834308990470160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577200725566126185.post-33856175098381758312013-02-05T00:59:00.000-08:002013-02-05T13:10:37.496-08:00Life's A Dirty Rat.In the course of putting this together I had to make some choices about what went in, and what stayed out. There are a few also-rans and curiosities, which I think are worth noting:<br />
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TJ Honeysucklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16370834308990470160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577200725566126185.post-72179722329727598392013-02-05T00:58:00.000-08:002013-02-05T13:11:58.760-08:00What Is Red.Chris D has always been a very literary kind of guy- so here is a page about words- words about him, words suggested by or referred to by him, and words written by him.<br />
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This is a good one. It came with a flexi disc of the Meat Puppets, Tex & the Horseheads and the Flesheaters, doing "River Of Fever". The mag has a column by Chris and also includes a fairly long and pretty funny tour diary thing by Byron Coley, covering a tour the band did in July 1982, which took them as far east as Boston. That amazing cover photo is by Phil-In Phlash, so I'm guessing it was indeed taken in Boston.<br />
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This is a kinda odd thing. Ignore the (excellent but unrelated) <a href="http://frankfrazetta.net/">Frank Frazetta</a> cover- this is the story of legendary Scottish cannibal <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sawney_Bean">Sawney Bean</a>, who was rumored to have robbed, killed and eaten unwary travelers in the 1500s. And done some other unsavoury stuff, too. This was published in 1979, the first book by author, <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2866273.L_A_Morse">LA Morse</a>, who went on to better and more interesting things, including <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Videotrash-Treasures-Field-Guide-Unknown/dp/0002154390">"Video Trash & Treasures"</a>. Included here just for the hell of it.<br />
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Now, you can watch <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maya_Deren">Maya Deren</a>'s "Divine Horsemen" as a film- it's right <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pFKysfDdEwo">here</a>- or you can read it as a book. I like the book- it has less of the slightly self-conscious artiness of the film, and it lasts longer.<br />
I borrowed this copy from a high school library in suburban Melbourne back in 1984. I guess I really should think about returning it soon.<br />
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<i>Go man go, like a racetrack!</i> I make a point of buying any <a href="http://www.vintagepbks.com/acecovers.html">Ace paperbacks</a> that I find in thrift stores or junk markets- this is a particularly good one, and always reminds me of "Twisted Road".<br />
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BUT if you really want something to browse while listening to these tunes, I'd suggest one of Chris' own books, just because you know. If you don't have 'em, well, there are links included so you can sort that out.<br />
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half-breed Indian prostitute Lucy Damien from a backwater whistle stop only to
have the whole world fall in on his head. They embark on a freight
train-hopping odyssey to New Orleans, unaware that Lucy’s rich white father and
psychotic brother from St. Louis are hot on their trail. Sidetracked by a band
of sadistic train robbers, Lucy is kidnapped, and the wounded Santo goes on a harrowing
mission to track her. Reminiscent of such classic period noirs as James M.
Cain’s PAST ALL DISHONOR and Cornell Woolrich’s WALTZ INTO DARKNESS, Chris D.
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Paso liquor store, he doesn’t count on the owner’s psychotic son Eli dogging
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long-awaited mega-anthology from musician/writer Chris D., singer/songwriter of
the bands The Flesh Eaters and Divine Horsemen. Included here are all the song
lyrics Chris ever penned from 1977 till now, plus poetry, short stories, dream
journal entries and excerpts from as-yet-unpublished novels. A treasure trove
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his dead father, Milo’s life starts to unravel when ex-CIA friend Dave goes off
the deep end. Not only is Dave the heist man whacking drug dealers in
Manhattan, Brooklyn and the Bronx, he’s also hatching a hare-brained scheme to
plunder Brooklyn mob boss Nunzio’s treasure trove of paintings and objets de
art recovered from the Nazis at the end of WWII -- which is conveniently
stashed in St. Margaret’s cellar. Complicating matters is ex-Viet Cong Yuen --
a man with a very personal grudge against Milo and Dave -- now working for the
Hong Kong Triads. When he arrives in the Big Apple to do business with
two-timing underboss, Carmine, throw in hotheaded rehab priest Father Culkin,
single mother Marie trying to stay straight, Nunzio’s homicidal daughter Sarah,
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close-up of the hitherto overlooked golden age of Japanese cult, action and
exploitation cinema from the early 1950s through to the late 1970s, and up to
the present day. Having unique access to the top maverick filmmakers and
Japanese genre film icons, Chris D. brings together interviews with, and
original writings on, the lives and films of such transgressive directors as
Kinji Fukasaku (Battles Without Honour and Humanity), Seijun Suzuki (Branded to
Kill) and Koji Wakamatsu (Ecstasy of the Angels) as well as performers like
Shinichi 'Sonny' Chiba (The Streetfighter, Kill Bill Vol. 1) and glamorous
actress Meiko Kaji (Lady Snowblood). Bringing the story up to date with an
overview of such Japanese "enfants terrible" as Takashi Miike
(Audition) and Kiyoshi Kurasawa (Cure), the book also provides a compendium of
facts and extras including filmographies, related bibliographies on genre
fiction including Manga, and a section on female yakuzas. Illustrated with
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The simple one is to make a compilation of of the Flesh Eaters/Divine Horsemen versions of all these tunes, in the same order. No real reason but it would complete and complement these originals. That's a pretty simple job. If anyone wants to do it and email a link I'll happily share it. Otherwise, I'll do it when I can.<br />
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And here's the trailer for "Gate Of Flesh", with English subtitles:<br />
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It would make a great blog, I think. But until someone writes it...TJ Honeysucklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16370834308990470160noreply@blogger.com0