Olias of Sunhillow, Jon Anderson’s utterly unique 1976 solo debut, was always meant to be listened to completely — and at very high volumes. With its fantastical storylines (a flaxen hero, the promise of a better day, some seriously weird outer space stuff) and enveloping soundscapes, the former Yes frontman created a rich and rewarding world unto itself.
I’m sure there will be those who balk at a title like that, what with Neil Young, George Harrison, Tom Petty, Eric Clapton, Lou Reed and Bob Dylan himself, of course, appearing on this gala 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration reissue.
He rose to fame playing a flame-kissed fusion of blues rock alongside Rick Derringer, scoring huge turn-of-the-1970s hits on the pop charts. But Johnny Winter, as this 56-track, four-CD Legacy set makes utterly clear, couldn’t wait to get back to the blues.
After years of sub-par compilations, best of collections and generally below-standard packaging and repackaging of their recorded output, those mod dignitaries the Small Faces have finally received a respectful and proper tribute
Al Kooper’s task, in reminding us of the towering genius possessed by his late friend Mike Bloomfield, wasn’t in finding dusty unheard tracks for From His Head to His Heart to His Hands. When it comes to Bloomfield, who overdosed at just 37 in 1981, the likelihood is that almost everything on this new Kooper-curated triple-CD/single-DVD set comes as aRead More
Whatever god dreamed up Jackson C. Frank’s fate must have been in a pretty morbid mood.
“The jukebox in the café don’t play nothing that I know: Hell, I guess I’ll save my quarter to hear that steam-boat whistle blow”: Sammy Walker’s voice still sounds strong on Blue Ridge Mountain Skyline.
It may be hard to believe that Rush’s debut album is 40 years old this year, but it’s also sometimes kind of hard to believe it’s really Rush on this album.
John Mellencamp may be known for changing his name an astonishing three times, but he is respected for two other qualities: his status as the Bruce Springsteen of the Midwest, and his refusal to compromise his sound to fit the latest trends.
That Sluggo! — perhaps Mike Keneally’s first, best album of real songcraft — came together at all, considering the circumstances, remains something of a miracle.