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Ovo za terasu sa zapadne strane...

Nat Birchall meets Al Breadwinner - Tradition Disc In Dub

Kao i svi Polyrhythmics radovi odličan. Čuo danas prvi put, skoro izašlo. Ovaj bogme odmah ide u večnost, polica klasici.

Za laku noć nešto pulsirajuće.

Ovi ne posustaju, pominjao sam ih ranije.

Matori i Maisha, vrlo dobro odlično.

Nego šta. Malopre vidim da sam ovde to prvi put predložio za slušanjac 2017-e, posle togs još par puta. Pratim ih stalno, odlična banda. Mislim da su u top 5 afrobeat bendova trenutno, skoro čitam neke review sa svirki po Engleskoj gde ih silno nahvališe, tamo ima puno nigerijaca, oni znaju šta je dobro kad to čuju.

Konkretno ovaj snimak sa Seun Kutijem je jedan od najboljih živih snimaka koje sam imao prilike da poslušam, nevezano za žanr, sve se nekako poklopilo, čuo sam sto puta i uvek me digne, neverovatna energija je tu bila u toj prostoriji.

Sve pleše, sve igra, sve se kreće, nema kraja...

Takoe čelavi takoe [emoji16]

Ovo tera oblake, aleluja, ejmen.

Evo ih sestre, praše za desetku, vuuhuuuu [emoji106]

I ovaj kolega odličan.

The Archives su mi ulepšali dan [emoji3590]

Sporo valjanje iz Bristola, odma mi "proradile" ledene muškatle na zapadnoj terasi, sjajan reggae iz UK, cenim da će ovo još bolje da zvuči kad porastu temperature i vazduh postane vlažan na dodir.

Odell Harris is real. I met him once – on the night this disc was recorded. I haven’t seen him since, and I’m not sure if I will again.

Those who know him well say that’s just how he is. He wanders in and out of contact as it suits him, and it usually suits him to stay lost.

Until now, those who have been able to hear Odell play, have been limited to a small-but-fortunate few. He played on a small stage at a Delta blues festival once a few years back and he has occasionally dropped in unannounced to jam at a Mississippi juke. Mostly, though, his performances are no more public than a spontaneous set in a friend’s living room or front porch.

I made the decision to record Odell without ever having heard him play. The reports of his talent were too good to be ignored and the tales of his unreliability were so pervasive that I knew I might not have the chance again. We spoke by phone a couple of times and he assured me he’d be there for an all-night session we had scheduled on the gulf coast of Mississippi.

I didn’t believe a word of it.

When we pulled up to the recording site, we were all surprised to see an older, wiry black man in a dirty white cap and blood-shot eyes leaning against an old pick up truck with a battered guitar in his hands.

The rest, I figured, would be easy.

Christ, was I wrong.

In fairness to Odell, it wasn’t entirely his fault. For lack of a readily available recording studio, we were allowed to set up a makeshift studio at a local blues club that was closing early for the night. Unfortunately, the crowd never thinned out completely and those who stayed behind had no intention of keeping quiet. Throughout the session car keys were dropped, chairs clattered and drunken voices chattered on. Our efforts to minimize the noise were met first with blank stares, then visible contempt and eventually threats of physical violence. Being more of a lover than a fighter, I decided I could live with a little background noise. Hope you can, too.

As for Odell, well, he’s not a man who takes instruction well. Simple requests like “Try singing into the microphone” or “Stop talking shit about everybody in the middle of a take” were met with bemused smirks.

The session dragged on all night. It was grueling. Incredible performances were abandoned in mid-take. Others devolved into chaos. Given the already hostile environment in the club, I considered pulling the plug at several points. Maybe we could try again at a later date.

But then around 4 a.m., everything seemed to lock into place. Like some kind of vampiric bluesman afraid of what dawn might bring, Odell suddenly got serious. Songs he had been taking half-passes at all night suddenly morphed into works of primal beauty. The shapeless jams of hours earlier became powerful hill-funk workouts as daylight approached.

The session finally ground to a halt at around 7:30 a.m. and only because we had run out of tape.

We left that morning with shattered nerves, sleep-deprived brains, alcohol-damaged livers and hours of tape. The CD you hold in your hands offers a strong distillation of what we captured that night. I think you’ll agree it was worth the effort.

Since leaving that session, I have spoken with Odell a couple of times by phone, mostly relating to a scheduled appearance at a festival in Clarksdale. It surprised no one when he failed to show.

This disc may be the only way you ever have a chance to hear Odell. But if you do happen to see him, ask him to call me. We need to do this again some time.

- Jeff Konkel/Broke & Hungry Records 

Za doktora taze funk.

Dobar Beli Džek

Može da se sluša sa bandcamp ili tidal, lepo paše na ovo dosadno sivilo napolju.

Ovo je taj nivo, ovo su te visine

Procitah danas recenziju Ambrozica o ovom albumu, ne budem lenj, nadjem i preslusam. Dvaput.

Ume on da malo "preuvelicava" i tako to, znam i da odvajkada voli brazilce, ovaj put je vrlo fini tekst srocio, u sredinu, ni tamo ni vamo.

Odlican je album. Evo, pusticu ga treci put. Odlican.

Možda predlagah ovo hvale vredno delo, evo da podsetim.

Otprilike, najbolji blues album 2019.

Molim za kontrapredloge.

Woland treba ovo da sluša na trenutnom setup-u kad ustane u subotu u pola devet, spremi kafu end cigaru. Njemu treba jutarnji bluz da spozna alldaylongone blues.
Evo ga, skini ga, W.
Bez zjbvnj.

Meni ovo mnogo super.
Muzika ko iz 61-e, snimljeno pre neki dan, maltene. I to dobro snimljeno, naživo.
Kvintet, kao oni stari kvinteti u nekom zadimljenom baru sa niskim plafonom i gostima koji su, većinom, u alkoholisanom stanju. Ovi sto sviraju su surovi profiji koji su, većinom, naduvani.

Ma ko ga šiša, sutra kupujem crno pivo, plan je da se u 20:05 otpusti direktori - cisticete ulice, pa ako prekostanem do dan posle, moze biti da ce harman na kanal.

Nesto da se smirim. U 20:05 bila disciplina da li ti znas za neki drugi ritam, otpo mi malter u jugoistocnom uglu i zavese mi izletale napolje, moro da sklonim palmicu od desnog zvucnika, osetljive je prirode.