by Mark Saleski Many artists, when asked to pick a favorite from their own discography, will lean toward their most recent release. Sure, I can see that. You work on new material, it’s fresh and exiting, and right there in the front of your mind. I’ve wondered what Pat Metheny’s response would be
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< >> *** STEELY DAN SUNDAY INDEX *** Going straight from a tribute to one jazz icon right to a tribute to another jazz icon. Ha, and they call themselves a rock band?
Among some of my Internet friends, I’m known for being into “obscure” jazz. I suppose this is true, though given the average person’s engagement with the jazz world (face it people, it’s a pretty small number, percentage-wise), the definition of “obscure” is a slippery one. Maybe I just like obscure things, period. Like this country record. Thank goodness for SundazedRead More
On this special edition of Something Else! Reviews’ One Track Mind, we had the reins over to Henry McCullough, singer-songwriter and former sideman with Paul McCartney and Wings, Joe Cocker and Spooky Tooth, among others.
Improperly named, the Average White Band was anything but. First off, one of the rhythm guys, at least by this point, wasn’t white. Second, and this is far more important, they funked it up with a vigor and style that would never be confused with average.
Henry McCullough couldn’t have picked a better title for his standout new solo release, Unfinished Business. A talented musician with a roving muse, over the years he’s taken part – if only briefly – in a number of signature rock ’n’ roll moments.
Relationships heading toward their end can often impart a kind of repelling force between the couple involved. In “For You,” a relationship has run off the rails and there’s no small amount of soul searching.
< >> *** STEELY DAN SUNDAY INDEX *** Some fun facts about this track: 1. “East St. Louis Toodle-oo” is the only Steely Dan track in which Becker and Fagen are not in the songwriting credits. This one was written about fifty years earlier by Duke Ellington and his trumpet player, Bubber Miley.
Canned Heat, the doomed boogie-blues revivalists, only made a lone appearance at the legendary Montreux Jazz Festival. Yet they still managed some star-crossed magic.
Bruce accompanied by a lone piano, playing a sparse progression. Motorcycle outlaws (“The angel rides with hunch-backed children”)? Little kids on a bicycle adventures (“Baseball cards poked in his spokes…”)?