zondag 30 april 2017

Kairos, April 2017 by .No on Concertzender

And here we are yet again. Wo. dives into the musical universe of .No, hardly knowing whether he will come out musically unharmed. At least the show starts with some familiar tunes. Sometimes tips work, sometimes they do not. Let's see where this Kairos brought Wo.

No Ninja Am I has featured a few times on this blog already. The EP 'Share A Dream' was reviewed as was a live show earlier this month in Gather in Haarlem. The instrumental 'Another Dream' comes by. Soft guitar playing on a bed of atmospherics, including the sound sliding down the acoustic strings makes. Soft, delicate and soon over, before it morphs into other, more harrowing atmospherics.

Moon Moon Moon's 'Disintegration Loop', is based on a composition that is repeated over and over until the looped tape literally disintegrates. The loop itself has been taken out due to copyright issues. What remains is a strong composition where Moon Moon Moon leads us through with several layers of musical emotions. If ever a song was more dimensional, it is 'Disintegration Loop'. On several levels "things" are happening and sounds, musical or sort of industrial find their way to my ears. Disconcerting, beautiful, powerful, vulnerable. It's all there and so much more and all in just a few minutes. A masterpiece? Not yet, it's too early to tell. But who knows soon it may be.

The traditional guitar sound that takes over is soothing. Like how this episode of Kairos started. This could be the start of a Mike Oldfield composition. It isn't though. Distorted singing takes over and moves over the soft playing. Ah, music from the show .No visited, 'House Of Cosy Cushions'. I start to hear why he was so enthusiastic. The singing has something hard and harsh over it. The music hasn't, but it isn't hard to imagine this song exploding into something totally different. Like 'Nothing Else Matters' changes. The progelement of the keyboard in the background adds a third layer to 'We Make Will Keep Us Sane'. Great song.

Violins enter, announcing a move away from the pop-metal-prog music. I am in modern classical territory. To call 'Attuna' minimal would carry too far, yet there are no clear changes in Jherek Bisschoff's composition. It sort of just goes on and adds snippets of notes and instruments. Like a river meandering, running into banks, sandbanks, islands, obtrusions and low-hanging branches. The music is calming as nothing surprises, nothing comes unexpected. The volume grows though.

Until something harrowing takes over. A sound like announcing danger in a film. Danger the audience can not see yet, but knows is coming, thanks to the music. Otherwise it would just be room, door or horizon, wouldn't it? Unfortunately 'My Frozen Spirit' remains frozen. There is no release, no coming of the danger. Thus it remains an atmospheric contribution missing that little extra.

Bisschoff returns with a second composition, 'Cistern', from the same-titled album. Violins move through the dying electronic sounds of Pechenga. 'Cistern' is a composition for strings, that meander all over the mix in the high, medium and low spectrum. Some with long held notes others playing a melody or just bass notes. Ever more cascading notes are added, until most sounds drop away, leaving the basis of 'Cistern' behind. The dark basses from the bottom of the well. Slowly all return for a pleasant and ever louder finale, including some horns to. Yes, I sort of like Jherek Bisschoff.

Pauline Oliveros is a name we have run into regularly over the past months. .No must like her a lot. Again I hear lots of atmosphere and non-lyric vocals. Sort of, yet far from, in unison with the music. Drawn notes on voice and instrument. Now a song does not have to go anywhere, but it does help to keep me attracted to it. Where the intention is concerned Oliveros is not even so different from Bisschoff. Still, she never gets to the point, where he does. And there you have the reason I'm not getting into 'A Love Song'.

I wasn't aware that Rick Astley has a brother active in music. Enter Robert. Just kidding, Robert is called Ashley. Close in name though. Spoken word takes over, sounds. .No mixing Ashley with his own work? I have no clue what is going on here. Three voices tell some sort of a story. Canada, Columbia, New York. Drugs. Hawaii. Fish. Death. Insurance. Whatever the music behind the story, it doesn't deserve the name. Sounds is an appropriate description.

A sharp sound takes over. The voices stop there and then. High notes played on something get into my ears. Atmospherics and a knispering sound provide the canvas for some notes to escape, no, wrong word, to move one foot forward or backward while chained to a wall. Again this is not music, it is sounds Paul Glazier produces. Like an abstract video in a museum. This music could accompany it perfectly. There it might provide a great background. It does not do for solitary listening.

Another violin enters my ears. Played in an experimental way. Bowing, plucking. A piano accompanies the modern composition that holds some faint elements of gypsy music and French chansons. It's Claude Debussy's 'Finale-Animé'. A bit strange, but very welcome after Glazier's and Oliveros' atmospherics.

A classical guitar accompanied by weird sounds takes over. Almost like a mixed-away metal guitar on utmost distortion. The guitar pretends like there's nothing else happening and plays through a classical work of Spanish descend. From the name of the composer, Girolamo Frescobaldi, it must be Italian, but its about what it calls up. Axel Wolf and Hugo Siegmeth present a rather unusual mix of music where two elements .No presents on his show regularly come together. It is beyond me why someone would want to make this, but from strange things new things often come. So who knows what experiments like these bring forth in the future?

My favourite mountain is the highest peak of the High Tatra on the border of Slovakia and Poland. Sitting outside my tent in the campsite outside of Tatranska Lomnika I can watch the mountain change for hours on end before or after having hiked on and around it. Why that mountain? Probably because the range is fairly small, easily accessible with some great hikes. Why this story? The next composition is called 'Tatry 1', the Slovakian name for the Tatra. Again minor variations on top of a bed of long held notes on a bunch of violins is what 'Tatry 1' is about. Not so different from Jherek Bisschoff's contributions to this Kairos. If there's a theme this month it is that. Pseudo minimal music played, mostly, on violins. It is as subtle as the light changes on that peak. Again I have a river in my mind's eye. That should be the Poprad then. No not really, allow me to make that the Vltava in southern Czech Republik.

Broeder Dieleman is welcome, but also fitting. 'Adriana' is in a way a vocal version of 'Tatry I'. 'Adriana' may be the most played song on Kairos. The tale of the most outward darkness has come by at least three times over the past years. Hearing it again I am impressed once again by the effect Tonnie Dieleman reaches with fairly minimal means. A few notes on a bowed guitar and piano, unorthodox percussion and desolation is right in front of me. A timeless song that could have be recorded in Medieval times. In times long ago, so far away from 2017 as it can be. Times where the devil still roamed the earth tempting people, sending them off to hell forever. And we, I am not counting out the possibility that we live in the world 'De Harpij' by A.N. Ryst has conjured up. You better read that book, if you haven't yet. A masterpiece.

We end with some more modern jazz from Poland. Ignacy Jan Wisniewski returns again to Kairos. A fragment from 'Let's Pray'. An experimental, weird rhythm is laid out, over which a contra bass plays some isolated notes before the piano enters, also playing more rhythmically than melodically. So far I had liked Wisniewski's contributions to Kairos, in a ''Nighthawks at the diner' kind of way. This is beyond me, not unlike several other compositions this month. On balance I was surprised in a pleasant way though.


You can listen to April's Kairos here:


Playlist Kairos 81. 6 April 2017 23.00 / 11PM CET.

00:12        Sander van Munster.  Another Sea. No Ninja Am I. Album ‘Share A Dream‘. Uitgave in eigen beheer.
01:05        Moon Moon Moon. Disintegration loop. Album: ‘Help! Help!’ Tiny Room Records TR015.
05:21        Richard Bolhuis. Music We Make Will Keep Us Sane. House of Cosy Cushions. EP ‘Music We Make Will Keep Us Sane – Spirit Door’. Outcast Cats.
09:40        Jherek Bisschoff. Attuna. Album ‘Cistern’. LEAF.
14:29        Cato Farstad & Rune Lindbæk. My frozen spirit. Pechenga. Album ‘Helt Borte’. Smalltown Supersound STS202CD.
17:59        Jherek Bisschoff. Cistern. Album ‘Cistern’. LEAF.
23:38        Pauline Oliveros. A love song. Album ‘The Well And The Gentle’. hat ART 2020.
27:53        Robert Ashley. Robert Ashley. Hidden similarities. Ensemble MAE. Album ‘Tap Dancing In The Sand’.  Unsounds 15U.
33:48        Paul Glazier. Brain Space. Paul Glazier. Album ‘Slow Static’. CD uitgegeven in eigen beheer. Verkrijgbaar via Paulglazier.com of cdbaby.com.
36:35        Claude Debussy. Finale - Animé. Harriet Krijgh, cello; Kamilla Isanbaeva, piano.
Capriccio C5131.
39:39        Girolamo Frescobaldi. Toccata. Axel Wolf en Hugo Siegmeth. Van album ‘Flow, Jazz and Renaissance – from Italy to Brazil’. OEHMS classics OC 1826.
41:59        Resina. Tatry I. Album ‘Resina’. FatCat CD 13-23.
48:53        Broeder Dieleman. Adriana. Broeder Dieleman. Album: Gloria. Snowstar Records 14-056.
54:32        Ignacy Jan Wiśniewski. let’s pray (fragment). Ignacy Wiśniewski trio. Album ’Jazz Shirim’. Wood and mood.

zaterdag 29 april 2017

Naturally. Rondé

Every once in a while just a single song makes it to these pages and it is time for that while again. Despite the fact that this song is on the radio for months on end and was nominated for best song of the year by 3FM, it just did not want to become a real hit it seems. It's beyond me why it doesn't and how that horrible song called 'Amigo' could trump Naturally.

Rondé featured on these pages before in my assessment of Oor's tips for 2015. My conclusion was that on the basis of the song 'Run', I'd give Rondé the benefit of the doubt.

Come 2017 I am proven right, although again on the basis of just one song. Naturally is so powerful. When I heard it come by on the radio for the first time, I could not believe my ears. Is this from NL? It sounds like a master dance track, with loads of pop and rock elements in there to dance all over breakfast, the only time I have the radio on during the day.

Singer Rikki Borgelt's voice is a little worse for wear in sound. The sort of voice from Adele to Duffy and Amy. Somehow it sounds better taken care of. There's no a moment she is sounding strained. This is what it is, no forcing. Behind her the rhythm is set free, begging dancing. A fierce drum is the force behind it all. Hard hitting is the standard driving on everything in front of it. Like the whip driving on the rowing crew of a Roman galley. Take the rhythmic playing on the piano right after the intro singing. Just as powerful.

The strength of Naturally is that not all is a driving rhythm. The song is carefully compartmented into rhythmic sessions, hard rocking and dreamy sequences. The classic Police/Nirvana build-up of course, but doing its work superbly in Naturally.

I haven't heard anything else yet by Rondé. Hereby a promise to do so soon. Whatever the album sounds like, with Naturally Rondé has produced a classic Dutch song that fits perfectly into that long line of classic rock singles starting with 'Kom Van Dat Dak Af' in 1960. Life is full of surprises, this one is so nice.


You can listen to Naturally here:


vrijdag 28 april 2017

Americana. Ray Davies

It's quite some years ago that over a dinner with colleagues I promoted starting a Ray Davies Appreciation Society when discussing the then still rather new WoNo Magazine that had been started within our erstwhile employer called OPTA. Some years before Davies released his two albums in the 00s, which of course got their rightful attention. Except for the choir record, deep silence since 2007 from the Ray Davies front.

Now I am for years of mind that the work of The Kinks is highly unappreciated. Their work in the 60s is of the highest quality and musically is only outshone by The Beatles. The Stones can't even stand in the shadow of several of The Kinks' singles musically. The impact is another matter. In the 70s and the 80s the band had several highlights, for me 'Schoolboys In Disgrace' remains one of the finest albums made in that era. The Kinks' twist on U.S. arena rock also had its moments with 'Low Budget' and 'Give The People What They Want'. After 'State of Confusion', that fine hybrid of an album, things slowly slid towards mediocrity, seemingly uninspired. Like most 60s heroes sounded in the 80s. With 'To The Bone' The Kinks went out in a grand fashion in 1996.

'Other People's Lives' and 'Workingman's Cafe' were two fine albums in which Ray Davies showed the world that he hadn't lost his touch nor his keen, observing pen and came up with some fine tunes. And then silence. Until this April in 2017. Here's Americana, which, with a word that is carefully avoided these days, can rightly be called a rockopera. Davies presents us with a full story like he did on several albums from 1968 onwards, starting with 'The Village Green Appreciation Society'.

With Americana Ray Davies seems to have taken a step backwards. Gone is the forced way he seemed to wanted to convince the world how good he is. A sort of resignation seems to be in place, making him sound so much more relaxed and strong. The music on Americana is totally familiar in sound, in its warmth. The U.S. influence is abundant. He brought The Jayhawks to the Konk Studios in London, for most of the album his backing band. Whether that is the single cause of the consistent style and sound of Americana is unprovable, fact is that the album is.

Where Americana totally succeeds, is the way Davies' U.K. background blends with the music of his American Dream. His typical The Kinks songs, the softer ballad ones that is, mix with country and blues elements to a solid pop mix. (Reminding me how well Ron Sexsmith emulated this sound on his previous album 'Caroussel One'.) The pop element in several songs reaches such a high level, that it is possible to overlook how good the songs are. Take 'Poetry'. The song has a mid-60s Dylan flavour to it, but is free-flowing in a way it could never be a Dylan song. Nothing here is just a rehearsal recorded. All is totally mapped out, under full control before being recorded. Ray Davies' voice may sound older, he is approaching his mid-70s, it still fits his music like a glove. The song is a mild rocker, the lyrics a long story on 21st century life, reflecting on his song of that title, but asking where has the poetry gone? His observational skills as apt as on 'Dead End Street' or 'Art Lover'.

I understand that a book called 'Americana' is at the basis of the album. Stories about his fascination for America. Having read 'Return To Waterloo', makes me sorry to have missed it. Ray Davies is a fine author as well. Something on my list to read. The stories were translated into songs. We hear how he "and his kid brother", who turned 70 this year, went to the States for the first time and certainly hear how the music influenced him through the years. E.g. in the song sung by Karen Grotberg, 'A Place In Your Heart, with one city after the other mentioned along the long roads of the U.S. (a theme returning in the rocker 'The Great Highway'). A song that turns out to be a duet. Again musically so strong that tingles go down my spine.

The quality of Americana really became clear to me when I was alone with the album for the first time. On my headphone not only the quality showed more in all the details that truly presented themselves. It was the nuances of the album that shone so hard and the depth of the details laid into the songs. I realised how much more dynamics the album held than I thought from just listening. The way 'The Mystery Room' rocks became so much more apparent. The contrast with the acoustic guitar and the spoken word about his conversation with Alex Chilton came through to me so much more. As did the fine pop of 'Rock 'n' Roll Cowboys'. Just listen how the piano comes in. I simply melted.

'You Really Got Me', that proto punk and hardrock first hit of The Kinks returns as an acoustic riff introducing another story, turned song. A country song to that. Ray Davies surprised the whole of the time. By then I knew that what I'd read so far on the album was true. This is Ray Davies' best and best-balanced solo album to date. I'd go a little further. Americana is one of his best works overall. The compassion, the warmth and understanding coming from this album presents the listeners with a man not only resigned to his age but in total comfort with who he is and has been in the past. A man able to write his best work without having to be in competition with his past self, which certainly live he seemed to be in the 00s. Forced and to obviously longing for recognition.

Whatever others may think of this album, my recognition is presented here. Total and in full. The Ray Davies Appreciation Society is up and running, full-strength.


You can listen to 'Poetry' here:


donderdag 27 april 2017

Wonderful Woman. Chuck Berry

Were recently two obituaries on Chuck Berry published on this blog, following his death in March, because of it I found out that he was in the process of releasing a new record, 'Chuck'. His demise at the age of 90 came just too soon to see the release. The first song of 'Chuck' is online. You can find it on Spotify and with an accompanying story here, http://www.newyorker.com/culture/culture-desk/listen-to-a-new-chuck-berry-song, on the website of the New Yorker with a small story to go. The main solo is played by Gary Clarke Jr. who tosses in some fine Chuck Berry licks.

No, I was not born when Chuck had his greatest hits and released his most famous songs. I even have to admit that I haven't heard one of his albums. Just the famous songs, and on a horribly bad sounding compilation cd at that, with for 50% bad sounding live recordings of unclear origins. Until Spotify came along.

That may be about to change. 'Wonderful Woman' is a vintage Chuck Berry song, with some fine licks. Incredibly fresh in sound despite sounding so familiar. It seems like Chuck Berry will release a fine goodbye album, adding to his legacy, which already is unmeasurable. Without Berry the musical face of the world would have been very different. It is 2017, the world is getting ready for a new Chuck Berry album. Unbelievable as that may sound.


Enter The Kingdom. Frontier Ruckus

De Amerikaanse band Frontier Ruckus imponeerde net iets meer dan twee jaar geleden met Sitcom Afterlife, overigens al de vierde plaat van de band uit East Lansing, Michigan.
Het was een plaat die niet alleen een brug sloeg tussen Amerikaanse alt-country en Britse indiepop, maar het was bovendien een plaat vol popsongs waarvan je alleen maar zielsveel kon houden.
Sitcom Afterlife haalde dan ook terecht mijn jaarlijstje over 2014, maar werd in de maanden die volgden alleen maar leuker en onmisbaarder.
Met Enter The Kingdom herhaalt Frontier Ruckus het kunstje van zijn voorganger, maar laat de band uit Michigan ook op alle terreinen groei horen.
Invloeden uit de Amerikaanse rootsmuziek en met name de alt-country vormen nog altijd de basis van de muziek van Frontier Ruckus, maar de band sleept er vervolgens zoveel andere ingrediënten bij, dat ook Enter The Kingdom zich met geen mogelijkheid laat vergelijken met de gemiddelde Amerikaanse rootsplaat.
Ook bij beluistering van Enter The Kingdom haal ik het vergelijkingsmateriaal uiteindelijk vooral uit de Britse popmuziek. Invloeden van uiteenlopende bands als The Housemartins, Belle & Sebastian, Lloyd Cole & The Commotions, Aztec Camera en Prefab Sprout zijn nadrukkelijk hoorbaar in de songs van Frontier Ruckus, maar als je goed gaat luisteren hoor je toch ook de onderlaag die een breed palet van de Amerikaanse rootsmuziek bestrijkt.
Net als de genoemde Britse bands heeft Frontier Ruckus een voorkeur voor honingzoete popsongs en het zijn popsongs vol zonnestralen. De instrumentatie op de plaat is vaak uitbundig en past prachtig bij de bijzondere stem van Matthew Milia, die geregeld wordt ondersteund door een mooie vrouwenstem.
Het is overigens een instrumentatie die het verdient om volledig uitgeplozen te worden. Dan pas hoor je hoe mooi de banjo, de pedal steel en andere instrumenten die zo belangrijk zijn in de Amerikaanse rootsmuziek prachtig samensmelten met de soms uitbundig ingezette strijkers of met heerlijk klagende orgeltjes.
Frontier Ruckus klinkt op haar nieuwe plaat vaak uitbundig en zonnig, maar donkere wolken liggen altijd op de loer. Matthew Milia verschuilt zich overigens lang niet altijd achter een stevig aangezet instrumentarium, want de plaat bevat ook een aantal zeer ingetogen songs en ook hierin maakt de band indruk.
Net als Sitcom Afterlife is Enter The Kingdom een plaat die opvalt door een bijzondere combinatie van invloeden en een al even bijzonder instrumentarium, maar imponeert door fantastische songs. Ook de songs op Enter The Kingdom waren me na één keer horen dierbaar, maar worden alleen maar beter en onweerstaanbaarder.
Ook de nieuwe plaat van Frontier Ruckus is weer goed voor een brede glimlach die 11 songs en 36 minuten aanhoudt en hierna wil je alleen maar meer. Veel en veel meer. Wederom een jaarlijstjes plaat van deze unieke band.

Erwin Zijleman

Je kunt het album hier luisteren en kopen:


woensdag 26 april 2017

Gunther Brown live. Q-Bus, Leiden 23 April 2017

"The best hot water ever"
Gunther Brown? Now what kind of a name is that? Bernie Gunther o.k., for those familiar with the Philip Kerr character. Gunther Brown is a band from that other Portland, in Maine. Clamchowder territory, fishing on the rough coast of Maine. That sort of thing and a band playing roots music of a rather refined sort.

Thanks to Erwin Zijleman, our blog's expert in things roots, I had heard the name before and most likely took a listen on Spotify at the time. When I read the band had come over to this country for the first time and was playing in one of my favourite places to see bands, I knew where I was going this Sunday evening. Unfortunately for Gunther Brown only about 19 other people were so inclined. In a city of 110.000 + inhabitants and I'm not living there any more. The other 200 something that fit into the Q-Bus missed a fine show.

Five man on stage. The kind that could be your neighbour and in different age groups as well. Caps and hats in abundant supply. In the very first song, don't ask for songtitles as I did not know a single one before the show, things sounded so fine. The band rocked, the drummer incorporated a cowbell in an innovative way during his drumming. The bass player was one of those extremely solid ones, who in the meantime produces some fine melodies here and there and a lead guitarist who did not play one note beyond what a song takes. Of that notes every single one was the truth and nothing but the truth. The second acoustic guitarist from the second song onwards proved to be an harmonica player, spiking some songs and soothing others. On top of all that the singer laid his melodies with a fine sounding voice, with this rough edge, giving this sort of music the right kind of authenticity, joined in harmony by one or two others together or alternating singing duties.

We heard country ballads, rocking songs, a square dance tune about Jesus and the devil and everything in between. The fun part or at times the surprising part were the intermezzos within some songs. One song even went into a Pink Floyd like progrock sequence, before returning once again to rootsy music. Other songs held stranger rhythm changes as an interlude. Playing with the audience just a little and test them. The cover of Neil Young's 'Old Man' showed where the love for this music all started for the members of Gunther Brown. The real surprise was, that 'Old Man' was familiar but not a lot better than most other songs. If there is a difference it lies in the licks on the lead guitar.

The evening was over before I knew it. 20 people in front of you must be a disappointment if you come from such a long way. On the other hand I had the impression that they won over 18 of that 20. The other two sat at the bar and left early. After the show I met singer-guitarist Pete and we discussed the world in 20 odd minutes. Times could be just this little less interesting, we both agreed on. Gunther Brown should not be though. No, I haven't heard anything new yesterday, but what I heard was played so well, with enthusiasm and the songs are so refreshingly good, that newness is totally beside the point. Gunther Brown is a great addition to my roots collection.

(All photo's by) Wo.

You can listen to 'Norridgewock' here:


dinsdag 25 april 2017

Bounce Back. Chantal Acda

Chantal Acda so far was just a name to me. One of those names in music that comes by every once in a while, yet I can't remember ever having heard her music before. For one reason or another I associate the name with jazz and that usually does not trigger me to start listening. Another association was Thomas Acda and that isn't my cup of tea either. With her new album Bounce Back that all changed.

Look at the cover. I see a horse, face turned away from me on a patch of land with nothing but fog behind it. Clear, yet full of mystery or better the unknown. Anything could be behind that horse, including danger or just plain nothing. Who can tell?

It's a bit the same with the music of Chantal Acda on Bounce Back. Several songs have this kind of mystery surrounding them. Not all is clear on the album.

I wrote this part before reading the bio accompanying Bounce Back. Chantal Acda tells about the disassociation that comes with social media. Do people really connect any more or just tell about their (too) pretty side on Facebook? She wanted to go personal and left the large venues to play living room shows and connected with the people there. From the stories she heard there, this album slowly grew.

Promo photo: Hanneke Wetzer
Chantal Acda is from Belgium and also plays in the band Isbells from Leuven. Bounce Back is her third solo album after releases in 2013 and 2015. On Bounce Back she ventures through several different musical spheres. There is a hint at folk, disguised under modern, atmospheric guitar playing and rhythms that are not necessarily straight forward. Another faint hint at pop is given here and there, again disguised behind what I can just as easily call modern classical music. Just like the music .No presents me with on 'Kairos', his radio show on Concertzender with e.g. Nils Frahm, Peter Broderick or Ben Lukas Boysen. Acda does not let herself be caught in a single corner. If there is a common denominator it is that mystery. That fleeting reality and mysterious sounds when surrounded by fog or snow for that matter. All sounds differently, more supernatural.

So expect guitars with a lot of reverb and echo, drums that play rhythms that do not necessarily seem a part of the song structure, but something added as an extra instrument, while a piece of percussion keeps the rhythm on track. Chantal Acda singing slowly, with deliberate words that can only be in that place at that point. The kind of music that befits a living room. Soft, modest, but commanding people to listen to the point of being able to hear a pin drop. If her aim is to do more living rooms shows she has the right music for that here. In large venues it will demand more attention than most people are able to summon these days. A live show is the new pub it seems sometimes.

Promo photo by: Hanneke Wetzer
A surprise is the intro to 'These Terms', especially after the extremely small song 'Stay'. It's like Rammstein is going to play 'Ohne Dich'. That mood is lifted for, again an extremely small song. An acoustic guitar playing slow chords, some atmospherics in the background, a voice. That mood morphs into something bigger soon, when a busy drum is added and strings enter more prominently with an electric guitar.

Acda, the guitar and the drums are the horse, all going on in the background is the fog. I realise that the drums remind me of the role of the drums on Bowie's 'Black Star', almost set free and omnipresent.

Variation is a word that is not in abundant supply on Bounce Back. To find it one has to work hard, pay attention and leave outside impulses behind. Anyone not able to do so will not find the cello in 'Our Memories', the intricate guitar playing, the horn section that comes in near the end. Probably only that the mood changes during the outro of the song. The fun of Bounce Back is in the small details. Each song offers some, making Bounce Back an album to truly enjoy in solitude. An album for two: you and the album, preferably on a headset. It seems like Chantal Acda has succeeded in her quest for disassociation.


You can listen to 'Fight Back' here:


maandag 24 april 2017

Radio Harlaz. Mad About Mountains

Tips van lezers van deze BLOG zijn voor mij zeer waardevol. Wanneer ik een tip binnenkrijg ga ik meestal dan ook snel luisteren en dit heeft me het afgelopen jaar een aantal prachtplaten opgeleverd.
Wanneer ik een bericht ontvang waarin staat dat ik de beste countryplaat van het jaar heb gemist, ben ik natuurlijk extra nieuwsgierig en ben ik echt direct gaan luisteren.
Gezien mijn voorkeur voor vrouwenstemmen is Radio Harlaz van Mad About Mountains voor mij niet de beste countryplaat van 2016, maar het is absoluut een hele goede countryplaat en het is er bovendien een die niet had misstaan in mijn jaarlijstje.

Mad About Mountains is een band rond de Belgische muzikant Piet De Pessemier. De muzikant uit Herk-de-Stad en zijn medemuzikanten lieten zich voor Radio Harlaz inspireren door het trieste verhaal van countryster Glen Campbell, die werd getroffen door Alzheimer en vervolgens een aantal gerenommeerde prijzen won terwijl hij zelf niet meer wist wie Glen Campbell nu eigenlijk was en een teruggetrokken leven leidde met zijn vrouw.
Het verhaal van Glen Campbell en de tragiek van het leven in het algemeen vormt de rode draad op een plaat, die in muzikaal opzicht vooral associaties oproept met de muziek van Neil Young.
De melancholische alt-country en country op Radio Harlaz doet meer dan eens denken aan de muziek die Neil Young in een ver verleden maakte (een van de tracks lijkt overigens wel erg veel op Neil Young klassieker Heart Of Gold), al dan niet bijgestaan door Crosby, Stills en Nash of The Crazy Horse.
Het is muziek die prachtig zacht en melancholisch kan klinken, maar Mad About Mountains kan de gitaren ook heerlijk laten janken, net als Neil Young dat zo mooi kon en nog steeds kan.
Het levert een tijdloze countryplaat op, die herinnert aan de hoogtijdagen van de 70s countryrock, maar af en toe ook lijntjes uitgooit naar meer eigenzinnige en hedendaagse bands als Wilco en My Morning Jacket, waardoor Radio Harlaz zich vrij makkelijk ontworstelt aan het hokje retro.
Luister naar Radio Harlaz en de klok tikt opeens een stuk minder snel. De 45 minuten van Radio Harlaz lijken veel langer te duren en zorgen voor aangename onthaasting, die in deze drukke tijden heel goed van pas komt.
Mad About Mountains overtuigt op Radio Harlaz met prachtige weemoedige songs, een al even fraaie en veelkleurige instrumentatie en vocalen die meestal aangenamer zijn dan die van Neil Young zelf. Inderdaad een countryplaat die de liefhebber niet mag laten liggen en die zomaar jaarlijstjes moet kunnen halen. Mooie tip dus.

Erwin Zijleman

Je kunt hier luisteren naar 'Walk With Me':


zondag 23 april 2017

Amber Arcades + Moss Live. Paradiso Tolhuistuin, Thursday 20-04-2016

Two bands who's last albums I truly like on one bill. That was an offer I couldn't refuse. Both Amber Arcades and Moss have featured before on this blog in favourable ways. Although both can be stashed in the corner of alternative, indie rock, the differences are significant. Not only in music, but obviously also in experience and presence. Let's dive in, but not before some starting comments.

It is beyond discussion that I like both bands. Their recent albums 'Fading Lines' and 'Strike' are excellent. Both have found their way into my devices without too much effort. Amber Arcades may win out on points as I think its album is just this little more sympathetic. Both are musically beyond reproach with Moss being somewhat more experienced, which shows in the sound and the "tricks" to dress up the song some more. Now lets move on to the show.

In English the position I have manoeuvred myself into voluntarily is that of a critic and I'm afraid that it is this role I have to play where Amber Arcades is concerned. There is no nice way to go about it. And it shouldn't as what I'm writing is well meant. Annelotte de Graaf's presentation leaves a lot to be desired and the fact that she is surrounded by hired hands clearly does not help her. To entertain is hard. It is hard work and takes effort. When all was sung and played I could not escape the feeling that she'd rather be anywhere else than on this stage and was glad to be able to leave it when the show was over. To communicate with the audience is a way to interact and win it over. So make sure that it can understand what you're saying. I had the impression that the interaction does not come completely naturally. That makes it doubly necessary for me to hear what is said to be able to sympathise. And finally the eye needs a little something as well. I'm not implying the Katy Perry, Rihanna kind of dress-up, but a little more stylish clothes would be welcome. It adds to the picture.

Musically there was a contrast as Annelotte de Graaf played her songs extremely confident. Her songs are her strength and it showed. There's no hesitation nor feeling uncomfortable on this front. The band played competently, but somewhat detached. Enough to make the songs come alive. If Amber Arcades is able to translate that inner musical strength into a little more outward podium presence, there's nothing to worry about. The songs are great and the new material that was played literally provided the show with an extra dimension. That new EP, announced for 2 June, is going to be something to look out for. Conclusion for now: the benefit of the doubt. A next time will have to be better.

Moss took over the stage, putting everything in place itself and started to blast away. Here there was only confidence, several band members with a podium presence and songs that were taken far beyond the studio version, if so wished. 15 Years of experience showed easily. I think I could more or less point to my previous review of a Moss show, late 2014 if I'm correct, and take the easy way out.

Of course there were a lot of new songs, who held up great in the setlist. There was a lot of talking, this was a home show with lots of friends in the room and a lot of tuning the guitars. That never took anything away from the pace of the show, that knew an emotional moment when 'Strike' was announced. Guitar effects were all over the place and that 70s synth sound reminded me of everything between Tubeway Army and Fischer-Z. Oh, fine memories of my youth translated into great 2017 music. Because that it is. Nothing to be ashamed of where Dutch bands are concerned these days. It has never been this good and Moss is a proud member of that indie rock ship that ought to conquer the world like the V.O.C. once did.

What Moss excels in, besides playing some great songs, is the use of dynamics. Within the show as a whole, but also within songs. Sonic storms can follow quiet moments and all played with extreme confidence. No holding back followed by extreme restraint. And then came 'She's Got A Secret'. The song to end all songs. Moss has not written a more powerful song that this one. With bleeding ears I left the Tolhuistuin, with a new vinyl and a new cd under my arm, receiving apps about 020 going to the semi-final. Congratulations, well-meant to, but you know what to do just about now!

(All photo's by) Wo.

Creeper live. Saturday 15 April 2017, Melkweg Amsterdam

Photo: Kristine Naess
For their last concert of their tour, 'horror punk' band Creeper gave a show in the Melkweg in Amsterdam on the 15th of April. They clearly are not afraid to make a lot of noise, their front singer, Will Gould, clearly is not afraid to scream, the bass guitar and the guitar can be very present, and the drummer is not afraid to hurt his drum kit. However, neither are they afraid to produce some excellent melodies. The 'noise' is used to stress bits and parts of the songs, in between it never exceeds levels we are not accustomed to through Green Day. This means you never lose out on the excellent voice of the front and second singers, more subtle guitar riffs, and the support of the bass. Together the 'noise' and the melody do allow you to lose yourself , though, while dancing and jumping.

Many of the songs were great to sing along with, which added much to the atmosphere. Yet, while some parts of the songs are great sing-alongs, the music is not 'simple', rhythms constantly change, different instruments take precedence in different parts of songs, and several melodies are interwoven in the songs at times. The temporization of the concert was excellent too, with some slower songs to allow you to catch your breath. For instance, Hannah Greenwood, the keyboard player, did an excellent duet with guitarist Ian Miles.

Photo: Kristine Naess
Although the crowd was not extremely large, the Oude Zaal of the Melkweg was not packed, of the people who were there a large share could sing along with most of their songs. There also was a quite acceptable circle pit, edged on by the band. The band was clearly very happy to play for us, which also appeared from their interaction with the public, helping crowd surfers on the stage and even letting one guy sing along with one of the songs. All in all it was an excellent concert, by a band which could become very big, if they manage to write more songs as good as their best ones so far, like Black Rain, Suzanne, Misery and Down Below.


zaterdag 22 april 2017

Where's The Funky Party? Hallo Venray

Dertig jaar Hallo Venray wordt gevierd met een nieuwe, veertiende, cd en een clubtour. Na het teleurstellende 'No Show' (2014) is het nu veel fijner rapporteren over de creatieve output  van Henk Koorn, Peter Konings en Henk Jonkers. Where Is The Funky Party is gewoon goed, lekker fel, met veel uptempo nummers, psychedelisch elementen en melancholische zangpartijen.

Het begint al goed, met de opening 'Funky Party'. Veel trommel en galm begeleiden de felle gitaar. Tekstueel stelt het niet veel voor, zoals dat bij meerdere nummers het geval is. Het lekkerste nummer is 'Blood', heerlijke punkrock, opwindend, vrolijk en opruiend. Echt een feestje. 'Oh, you’re not bad' zet die lijn door, hoewel een tempootje lager. In deze song is het gitaarwerk goed afwisselend en stevig aanwezig. Met 'Drink' ("I don’t drink as much as you do", is de terugkerende tekstuele lijn) gaat het gewoon op hetzelfde hoge niveau door. Het meest opwindende nummer, ook het kortst met 1 minuut 31, is 'Sticking', waarbij het moeilijk stilzitten is. Hallo Venray op zijn best. Dit wordt gevolgd door 'Ball', dat een heerlijk donkere ondertoon van de bas en drums heeft bij een aanstekelijke partij op de leadgitaar. 'Supermarket' is ook weer een kortje (1:42), maar heftig en intens.

Het slot valt tegen. Wellicht niet toevallig zijn het ook de langste nummers, alle drie ('Stories', 'Different Kind of Air', 'Look Outside') met ellenlange instrumentale stukken. Op zijn best doet het denken aan de instrumentele delen van nummers van The Cure uit de vroege jaren tachtig. Vaker is het gewoon een beetje saai en een tikkie te psychedelisch en monotoon.

Maar dit mag de pret niet drukken. Hallo Venray heeft een lekker album afgeleverd, met meer dan voldoende meeslepende en opwindende nummers. Het luisteren, en zien, meer dan waard.


vrijdag 21 april 2017

Death Song. The Black Angels

Oh, wow! A vision of "Neil" enters my head and simply won't go away. Oh, wow!!! is what I think having listened to Death Song, The Black Angels' latest album. It's so good, I almost don't believe my ears. After the final notes of that great final track, 'Life Song', faded away, I'm left behind orphaned, alone, bereft. The only way around that desolate feeling is to put the record back on. And again.

It's been a while since a record had this great an impact on me and at that by a band that I'd nearly forgotten about. In 2010 I discovered  the band with its album 'Phosphene' that included great songs like 'Yellow Elevator'. The follow up album, 'Indigo Meadow' (2013), disappointed me and after that I lost track of the band. In fact I just found out that Death Song is the band's first full-length release since 2013. The four year hiatus has done the band a lot of good, musically.

Death Song is a like a dirty rag. Too dirty to use again, so dirty that it seems dangerous even to pick up from the floor. Just listen to 'Currency', the opening song. A dirty sound, a cluttered mix and singer Alex Maas singing, not unlike German singer and actress Nico, but so much more supple. Maas can sing, in his own mysterious way. In fact, if I hadn't seen the photographs, I would have sworn there is a lady singing on this album. Around him the guitars are distorted and fuzzed in all sorts of ways in order to create a fuzzy, psychedelic world. A world where nothing is what it seems. Actually, the only thing that is concrete are the drums. Stephanie Bailey is as solid as the rock of Gibraltar. Hopefully not as contended. The drums sound surprisingly bright, with clear sounding cymbals, like a lighthouse in the storm and rain.

The logo
With Death Song The Black Angels sort of have come full circle. The band started in 2004 in Austin, Texas and took its name from The Velvet Underground's song 'The Black Angel's Death Song'. With the album title the ultimate tip of the hat has been given to the legendary band from the second half of the 60s. The music is more hippie than The Velvet Underground ever was. Much more psychedelic. Where the bands meet is in the darkness. The Black Angels move around in darkness. It may allow colours, see the album cover, but they are so muddled that it is impossible to give it the moniker colourful.

With the sound another interesting feature of Death Song is mentioned. The band obviously enjoys searching for extreme guitar sounds. Underneath completely normal sounding guitars can be heard, until they are taken over by extreme overdubs, sweeping the structure of a song from its feet and taking it in other directions. Sonic adventures to follow with red ears.

The darkness is joined by a portion mystery. In part in the voice of singer Alex Maas. Yet that is not all. It is in the windswept guitar sprawls that are all over a song or the keyboards that envelop a song almost to obfuscate what is going on in a song. The directness of a song like 'Hunt Me Down' is a fine contrast to the meandering 'Comanche Moon'. One of the most beautiful moments on the album is when in, the fairly traditional sounding, 'Estimate' the keyboard joins, leaves, a second voice enters and the keyboard comes back. This is what true inspiration sounds like to me. It's not more than two notes and that is all it takes in this context. At the same time completely normal little 60s sounding guitar licks can be heard, where nothing wild and exciting is going on. All adding to the perfect balance of Death Song.

The pièce de résistance is kept for the end. Believe it or not, this dirge is called 'Life Song'. It is all about dying in a vast expanse. The keyboard sound, I suppose a Mellotron, is superb, the tempo dragging along, always halted by the lingering Mellotron. The voice full of resignation and despair. There's nothing left to save here. Over the past months I have tipped a few songs as future top songs for the Top 2000. And here I am always "complaining" that "they" don't make songs like 'Just A Little Bit Of Peace In My Heart', 'Eloise' or 'Stairway To Heaven' any more. Well people, I have news for you, 'Life Song' is such a song. Though certainly more one dimensional, it is monumental. The best song Earth & Fire never recorded. "I'm dying, I'm dying", Alex Maas sings and I'm believing every word. This is the voice of someone looking death straight into the eyes. Luckily, knowing my Pratchett, Death can be pretty funny in those dying seconds before the soul says 'pop', with a last, small twinkle. There's hope yet.


You can listen to 'Currency' here:


donderdag 20 april 2017

Bry. Bry

Since a few weeks Bry is spinning around in my cd player. The enthusiasm and positive energy oozing out of the speakers is simply too much to resist. The music of Bry makes the sun shine at those moments I need a little extra.

The album finally has its official release in The Netherlands. In Bry's homecountry Ireland, those interested were able to enjoy his music all through the fall and winter.

For me Bry, or Brian O'Reilly as he is known formally to the world, is a totally new name. For those who dwell on YouTube more than I do, he could be a household name. Bry was prone to travel around the world by the country. His goal is to perform in all countries and organised his trips and playing through social media, making an ever bigger name for himself. According to Wikipedia he is at 65 and rising. It seems the small time travelling days are sort of over. Recently he supported Twenty One Pilots at their latest European tour playing in large venues. The kind of stepping stone one needs to go on one's own headlining tour.

Back to the Bry, the album. Together with songwriter/producer Greg Wells, who worked with nearly all the great artists of the 00s and 10s, Bry has made a very clear sounding album. His guitar and voice are at the basis of what Wells built (and played) around him to bolster the songs and give them a more commercial feel. No matter the work of Wells, if the songs are no good, no bolstering will save them.

Right from the beginning 'Bry' captures me. 'Disarm' within seconds brought me into The Proclaimers territory, the Scottish twins with that infectious hit 'Letter From America'. The next thing coming to mind was The Decemberists. Colin Maloy seems to present here in the chorus. Bry knows how to capture the sound of The Decemberists and give it just this little extra in the form of a poppy element that is injected through the (synths playing at?) violins. 'Disarm' is the kind of song that grabs the listener by the ears and makes him pay attention.

Promo photo
With sympathetic ears I set myself comfortably for the rest of the album. Nearly all the songs on Bry have been given this little extra. Something that makes them stand out. A piano that enters the solid wall of music or another keyboard sound. With this wall that Greg built, Bry leaves his street and park playing days behind him. How he may have sounded can e.g. be heard in the intro of 'Your Life Over Mine'. Just an acoustic guitar and Bry's voice. After that Greg Wells takes over. There is no way that Bry can reproduce any of this on stage on his own. So there's an existential choice for him to make over who to be live. The singer-songwriter is mostly well-hidden away with an appearance at the right moment.

Bry is able to impress when things are kept small as well. 'Adventure Time' largely consists of voice, guitar and sparse piano chords. His charming Irish accent carries the song fully and successfully. The pleasant way Bry sings is a large part of the reason I like 'Bry'.

It's easy to try and compare Bry to the likes of Ed Sheeran, but as I already pointed out I'm reminded more of other acts. The Lumineers come to mind as well, but also a few boy bands. The sound in some songs moves dangerously close to their prefab sounds. Again it is the less polished voice, sounding so optimistically glad of being able to sing these songs, in combination with the more serious songs and an occasional rock outing that give 'Bry' the right mix to be digested fully, completely. Here I've given you the secret of 'Bry''s success. The album presents the best of a few worlds, making 'Bry' an album to brighten up your day in the appropriate moments and to be enjoyed on any other moment.

Something else ought to receive credit to. With the two pandas underway from China to the zoo in Rhenen the day I am writing this review, the cover of Bry's album could not be more appropriate. On its own it is a beautiful piece of art by Charming Baker, that Bry can be proud of to be able to sport on his record.


You can listen to 'Don't Go Alone' here:


woensdag 19 april 2017

Trein Vuur Dageraad. Spinvis

Een nieuwe Spinvis? Mwah. Daar zat ik niet echt op te wachten. In 2012, in de begindagen van dit blog gaf ik 'Tot Ziens, Justine Keller' een kans, maar dat werd geen onverdeeld succes. Trein Vuur Dageraad bleef dan ook op de stapel liggen. Een gegeven paard in de bek kijken is nooit de bedoeling, maar in dit geval heb ik dat toch gedaan en lees.

Wat maakt dit album dan zo veel anders? Niet eens zo heel veel, lijkt het. De lijzige spraakzang van Erik de Jong is niet veranderd en is iets waar ik echt overheen moet stappen. Die stem is heel bepalend voor het geluid van Spinvis. In een aantal nummers lukt dat vrij goed. Dat is eigenlijk voor het eerst. Het feit dat ik bij het tiende nummer 'Alles Is' nog steeds aanwezig ben, zegt eigenlijk alles.

Nu kan het ook gewenning zijn, na een hiaat van ongeveer vijf jaar zonder Spinvis door te hebben gebracht, maar er is meer aan de hand. Voor mijn gevoel bestaat Trein Vuur Dageraad uit iets meer traditionale liedjes. Liedjes die mij aanspreken en laten luisteren. Vooralsnog is het een passieve vorm van luisteren. Ik heb mij nog niet op participatie kunnen betrappen, maar dat moment hoeft niet ver weg te zijn. Zo nu en dan schiet mij de naam Boudewijn de Groot te binnen en bij een flink aantal van zijn nummers kan ik mij zelden beheersen om niet actief bij te dragen aan zijn songs.

Nu kan het zijn dat Spinvis niet het doel heeft mij mee te laten doen en mij wil veroveren door mij stil te laten zijn en te laten luisteren. Zo ja, missie geslaagd. Zoals in de titelsong. Klein, bescheiden, maar steeds een klein beetje brutaler. Stop er nog een viool bij, een tweede stem (met een tegenmelodie) en langzaam komt uit een fraaie rups een prachtige vlinder tevoorschijn. Uiteindelijk is het een song die Coldplay al 12 jaar niet meer weet te maken. Een song die niet alleen imposant is, maar die ook interessant is en raakt. Zie daar hoe ver mijn Spinvis aversie is geweken.

Promo foto
Niet alle liedjes komen zo ver als 'Trein Vuur Dageraad'. (Top 2000 werk als de radio het komend jaar genoeg speelt.) Er zijn ook "gewone" songs bij, maar ik heb er niet een gehoord die ik wil afzetten voordat hij over is.

Het album begint totaal lo-fi. Een akoestische gitaar, een vage stem en gekraak alsof er op de achtergrond een 78 toerenplaat wordt afgespeeld. Het doet ook aan De Kift denken, lang geleden op Nova Zembla. De titel van de plaat komt direct voorbij in het nog geen minuut durende muziekje. Een mijmering tussen heden en verleden afgebeeld als de overkant. Onbereikbaar ver weg, zoals het spookachtige gehalte van 'Ergens Toen' zelf. Het soort begin dat mij benieuwd maakt naar meer. Dat is precies wat Spinvis is gelukt met Trein Vuur Dageraad. (Ja, 'Ergens Toen' is de opmaat naar, de oerversie wellicht van, het grootse titelnummer.)


Je kunt hier luisteren naar 'Hallo Maandag':


dinsdag 18 april 2017

Every Place In Hell Is Special. Tim Claridge

"I put an EP out to get some metal out of my system" the email Tim Claridge sent me said. O.K., metal usually means I take cover and hide until the storm is over. And so how come, I notice you asking yourself, is this guy writing right now?

That answer is so simple: This is Tim Claridge, people. One of the most talented, unsigned songwriters on this planet, as always accompanied by one of the best female singer/songwriters I know who is unsigned, Natalie Ramsay -together with Elenne May and Morgan Macaskey. Go look them up. So with this man I even get through his loudest song on the EP, 'Winter Is Coming'. The song that challenges everything head on, amp on 10 and guitars, loud guitars, all over the place.

Every Place In Hell Is Special. Now I never got through Dante but know enough of the nine levels that each level must be special in its own way. So the title makes sense in that way. Next to that, no album without a devil reference with Tim Claridge. The shortest route to hell is by following the quote the EP starts out with. I thought I recognised the voice and definitely saw the movie a few times. Long, but fantastic. Yes, that is Clint E. By the way, the man whistling in Ennio Morricone's soundtracks, Alessandro Alessandroni, died this week (while writing, Wo.).

Every Place In Hell Is Special is a special EP. Tim Claridge does not stick to one sort of music exactly. After the film quote an acoustic guitar played instrumental unfolds. An intricately thought out and built up arrangement is played. With more and more guitars and other things with strings are added playing either the same or totally different parts. In fact, this could have been in a Morricone spaghetti western soundtrack. Metal? Nowhere in sight for miles and miles. 'The Fifth Horseman' is closer to a madrigal from the Middle Ages than Metallica.

Things come to those who wait. 'Starving Con Artist' starts with an acoustic guitar also, but not for long. All hell breaks loose soon. I am introduced to Mike Hannay, (of Anciients) who is drumming like there's no tomorrow. Complimenting and driving Tim Claridge's wall of guitars. We are in Muse territory here. That might have been a problem, were it not that this song is great. A cello, violin and flute are added and an acoustic guitar, again. Showing the guitarist craftmanship of Claridge no little. The stark contrast within the song makes it breath and special.

The third song is more pop and blues oriented. 'Every Place In Hell' is another song where the basis is an acoustic guitar. Spanish guitar playing, fingers flying over the fretboard. Natalie Ramsay is there supporting the vocals as on the rest of the record. For a place that scares so many people, hell, this song has such a dreamy quality. It's too bad that a great, recent Dutch novel may never be translated into English. 'Harpij' is a great story about hell. So good that it's so easy to believe it is real. In the not-Hell parts of the book this song would fit just right.

The real storm Tim Claridge has left for last. His fingers are torturing the snares and frets of his guitar. In the long intro he gives it his all. Speed, accuracy, melody, variety, rhythm. It is, at least for a while, more a study in metal than a real song. All sorts of techniques come by, all supported by, again, some fierce drumming. And when after four minutes Natalie and Tim start singing together I am so ready for it. Listening to Natalie Ramsay's own music I ought to be surprised that she's singing here, but am beyond that for some time. Another and yet another guitar is added to the wall of sound. So huge it's easy to imagine smashing a car into it. 'Winter Is Coming' is huge, even on the first spring days of the year of our Lord 2017.

Every Place In Hell Is Special is a bit of a hodgepodge. Yet all songs have the quality I've come to expect from this artist. If this is just an in between EP I have to admit that I can't wait to hear the real thing. Lay it on me soon, Tim!


You can listen to and buy the album here:


maandag 17 april 2017

Bowie in Berlin, a conversation for three

Former Hansa Studio, Berlin

Mark, 20 March:


My photo of the Meistersaal interior is a photo of a photo in a downstairs display panel: the room is used mainly for dinner events now - but with working recording studios still in use in the nearby rooms. There is a separate tour of the inside of the studios but that was not available in the time I had - have to do that next time! -  http://musictours-berlin.com/bowie-berlin-walk  and https://www.theguardian.com/music/2013/jan/13/bowie-berlin-sturm-drang-wall  (Thilo Schmied is the guy I got in touch with to enquire about visiting Hansa Studios). Iggy Pop also recorded here, and U2: the first sessions for Achtung Baby (which did not go well - band was trying to find its way again).


Unfortunately I ran out of time to get my flight home so I had to drop out of the last part of the tour which was to take the U-bahn to Bowie's apartment in Schöneberg district; not much to see there apparently but there is a plaque: https://www.theguardian.com/music/2016/aug/22/david-bowie-berlin-plaque-commemorates-singers-time-in-city   - and the local clubs and bars where he would hang out. I might do that on my next G20 trip!


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The guide with 70s photo
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Hansa Studio mixing room




Photo: Wo.


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