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Suns - Close Calls In The US Space Program, and The Howl and the Many


“All right people, now is the time.  This is Flight Director Penfold speaking.  I need a go/no-go for launch when I call your area of responsibility.  (Meaningful Pause)  OK, Booster?”
“Go.”
“Control?”
“Go.”
“Electrical?”
“Go.”
“Guidance?”
“Go.”
“Telemetry?”
“Go.”
“Communi…wait…stop!  Astronauts, this is Director Penfold, what are you doing?!?”

I was greeted with six responses at once, one from each member of the band Suns who made up my astronaut crew, all boiling down to “nothing”.

“How did you manage to get instruments into the shuttle?”
This time all six remained silent.
“Do I need to explain again the seriousness of this mission?  It is the mission you signed up for, is it not?”
Responses included “yes”, “yeah”, “maybe”, “yes, sir”, and “think so”.
“Good.  Now I’m going to send up a launch pad technician to open the shuttle door and collect your instruments.  Seriously, how did you manage to get a drum set in there without anyone knowing, and how can you manage to play guitars with those thick astronaut gloves encapsulating your hands?  Alright, we’ve only lost a minute or too with this distraction.  We should almost launch on schedu…astronauts?!?!  Did one of you just hit the launch abort button?  Again?”

Dead air greets me on the radio channel, and the video feed appears to show the astronauts/band members looking from one to another, and then after apparently coming to a silent agreement once again beginning to play their instruments.  I tore the boom microphone I used to communicate with the shuttle off of my head and threw it on the ground.
“That’s it!  I’ve had it!  I told NASA that combining the arts and sciences in this manner was a bad idea!  But no one wanted to listen to me.  I quit!”

Feeling introspective?  Excellent!  I’ve got some music you need to listen to right this minute.  Suns is an experimental/indie band with keen musical sensibilities that are sure to titillate individuals seeking new rabbit holes to explore.  For the most part I don’t agree with the indie label being applied to this band, as I find that most every song simply has too much meat, too much latent power that makes regular appearances behind the vocals.  No, Suns will never be confused for a hard rock or metal act (although they do have two drummers similar to The Melvins), but there is undeniable musical weight being hoisted upon the listener on a regular basis.

Interestingly the production relates directly with the EPs title, or perhaps it’s the other way around.  The sound of the instrumentation is crystal clear, but I get the feeling that there was a filter of some kind laid over top of the music in order to make it seem somewhat ethereal, somewhat distant.  Often when I’m listening I make believe that I am in fact receiving an excellent feed of the band playing from orbit.  The vocals on the other hand are right up front in the mix, thus making them very powerful and potent.  To give you waveriders an idea of what to expect, the lead vocalist reminds me very much of Neil Young.  His voice is considerably more versatile, but the way he conveys his words and phrases is very similar, almost conversational.

The song structures are also seemingly tied into the EP title.  “Little Horn” is a bouncy number designed to prepare the listener for launch with alternatively spacey vocals and big powerful choruses.  “You Are On” picks the tempo up for lift-off shortly after it begins.  “Small Parts of Something Much Larger” reels the tempo back in slightly as the band sets to work after achieving orbit, and “Bright Lights” highlights the dreamlike state the band must be in while completing their mundane tasks.  The closing track “Don’t Do It” drastically shifts gears with the band producing an ominous soundscape to go along with some tortured, anguished vocals.  This song sounds exactly like astronauts who don’t wish to return to Earth, but know it must be done.  All together, five great songs.

This concludes the first half of this write up.  Continue reading to find out what else this band has up their sleeves.


 

Suns - The Howl and the Many

It was nighttime, and everything was illuminated under a full moon.  I had just finished pushing a medium sized dresser up against the cabin door in a last ditch effort to barricade it from the inside when the first loud thump of hardened flesh meeting wood rang out.  The sound was quickly followed by a guttural howl that was shortly answered by a few others.  The beasts were out there, and they wanted inside.  It was time to take inventory.

I was in a medium sized, newly fortified cabin in the woods with the six members of the band Suns.  Between us there were two pistols, a shotgun, a few rounds of ammunition, and three knives.  Inside the cabin we had found a fully stocked kitchen, but not much else.  For reasons beyond my comprehension our current dire straits had seemingly ignited the songwriting passion in the members of the band, and all of them were huddled together playing their instruments and sharing ideas.

The second Suns EP, entitled The Howl and the Many, differs in a few important ways from the previous EP.  Remember that filtered sound I referred to before?  It’s been thrown away in favor of a more organic, crisp sound that evokes sensations of warmth and liveliness.  Also all four songs (including the ballad “Gladys”) on this EP have a more rocking edge to them, especially when it comes to the drumming.  It feels like the drummers were given free reign to let loose and propel the band forward with greater force.  Finally, the four songs on The Howl produce feelings of happiness and contentment with far more regularity than the songs from Close Calls.  I can’t really pinpoint exactly why this occurs, but it is true.

The bottom line here is that if you are someone like me who occasionally needs a break from heavier music, but still demand music that can be very emotive, Suns is ready to accommodate your needs.  These songs will whisk you away from your worries and cares for just under forty minutes, taking you on a compelling journey full of interesting roadside attractions.  Have I mentioned that both of these EPs are being offered to the public at no cost?  Yes, that’s right, they are both free to download.  Basically, there is no reason why you should not check this band out if what I have said seems interesting.  Getting back to my present situation though, I think I overheard some disturbing talk coming from the guys.

“I wish there was an army of vampires to fight off these werewolves.”  I don’t know who said this, but I knew I had to stop this wishful thinking immediately.

“Hey, get your head out of your nether-regions!  We’re talking about werewolves outside trying to kill us, not some fantasy creature that only exists in stories!  I don’t know about you guys, but I want to make it out of this cabin alive.  Now for the love of all that is good put down those instruments and start melting down that silverware!  We can use the material to make silver bullets.”

--Penfold

P.S.:  Does anyone else think that the covers for the two EPs should be switched?  I think the band is playing a little joke on us, the good listeners.

Download music: http://www.sunsband.com/download/



 

Black Sleep Of Kali – Our Slow Decay


Life is too short for intros. I like how the first song “There Is Nothing” just comes crashing in. Full band with vocals and totally pissed off sounding. Perfect when you need to annoy the neighbors RIGHT NOW! Black Sleep Of Kali is a loud 4 piece from Denver that play in a vein similar to Torche or Baroness but with a bit more aggro. The riffs are intense but very catchy and there are some vocal parts for everyone to scream along to.

For a band that’s only been around for about 2 years these guys are very tight. The songs are mainly mid tempo-ish but contain plenty of left hand turns to keep your interest. Killer drum fills abound and the guitar/bass tones are massive. Lyrically they keep it pretty lean and mean. With sonnets like “we will all be forgotten in the end” (from “The Great Destroyer”) you don’t need to say much more than that. Faster ones like “The Crow and The Snake” really pummel the senses and would sound great blasting in the car as you drive off a cliff. Once they dig up your body they can play “Eulogy” at your funeral.

If you like it loud, negative and heavy then Our Slow Decay is right up your alley. And with a cool sleeve from everyone’s favorite tall Australian artist Seldon Hunt you can’t go wrong.

--Woody

www.myspace.com/blacksleepofkali

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Ripple Theater - Johnny Winter - Live Through The '80s DVD


You’d be forgiven for thinking that a DVD titled Johnny Winter Live Through The ‘80s wouldn’t be all that great, but you’re wrong. Johnny Winter went through a bit of a rebirth in the 1980’s thanks to the popularity of Stevie Ray Vaughan and a new contract with Chicago blues label Alligator Records. Both of these helped introduce Johnny to a new audience and got some youngsters showing up at his concerts. I should know, since I was one of them. Even during the peak of my snotty thrash metal high school powers, I still loved blues and classic rock. A friend and I went to see Johnny at the Beacon Theater in NYC, early 1985 and were blown away by the frail, shirtless Texan’s incredible energy and fiery playing. (His brother Edgar opened the show and did a great set that included a truly bizarre hip hop version of “Frankenstein.”)

This DVD really brought me back to that great night at the Beacon 25 years ago. Starting off in Toronto, 1983 there’s a kick ass version of “Unseen Eye” and 3 other smokers. Johnny’s leading a powerful trio with John Paris on bass & harmonica and drummer Bobby Torello. In 1984, Tom Compton takes over on drums and there’s footage from 3 different concerts – 1 from Europe and 1 in the US. The playing is tight but loose and production is primo. The band really rips it up on songs like “Mad Dog” and his frenzied take on Dylan’s “Highway 61.” After a semi-embarrassing music video for the song “Don’t Take Advantage Of Me” (it was the 80’s, all videos sucked) there’s an electronic press kit Alligator Records put together with a cool interview with Johnny. After that, it’s right back to the boogie with more footage from Europe in 1987 and 88.

Back in the 80’s Johnny stopped using his gorgeous Gibson Firebird guitars in exchange for butt-ugly Steinberger guitars. Despite their cosmetic unfortunateness, Johnny still makes them sound great. Proof that good guitar tone is all in the hands and not in the gear. If you’re a blues-rock lover you’ll definitely want to pick this up and give your TV speakers a work out.

--Woody

Buy here: Winter, Johnny - Live Through The 80's

and go back and explore more: Live Through the 70's

Ripple News - A Band of Orcs on Mini-Tour Right Now!

A BAND OF ORCS is set to head off on a mini tour in which they’ll display their live, human killing domination.  Their show on Oct 29 in Simi Valley @ 118 West Live will also be professionally filmed and recorded.  If you want your chance to be on film with the orcs, make sure you head out to the event.

Oct 28 – Yuma, AZ @ Ron’s Place
Oct 29 – Simi Valley, CA @ 118 West Live
Oct 31 – San Diego, CA @ The Ruby Room

People have really been digging these orcs in a live presence.  A certain Metal Sanaz hosted two A BAND OF ORCS shows w/ Sothis earlier this month, and the band also impressed a certain Bruce Campbell to play the Weekend Of Horrors event: http://www.myspace.com/abandoforcs

Here’s what some have been saying so far…

SMNnews -
“A BAND OF ORCS play brutal chugging death metal with technical chops.”

PureGrainAudio -
“Truthfully, I found no filler on this disc, just pure raw metal that is sure to satisfy metal heads everywhere”.

Santa Cruz Metal Bay -
“No Headbanger, Metalhead, or Dungeons and Dragons nerd is safe at a Band Of Orcs performance, for the goal of the colossal green beasts is strictly domination and chaos.”

Metal Underground -
“A Band Of Orcs delivers an overwhelmingly destructive death metal experience, even if it is a little nerdy”

Salif Keita - La Difference


The descendant of warrior princes, the son of two black African parents, Afro-pop pioneer Salif Keita was born “white.” Inheriting albinism, a lack of skin pigmentation, Keita instantly stood out among other Africans and stood out as a spokesperson for tolerance in all forms.

On La Différence, the legendary singer addresses this deeply personal issue–albinism in Africa—and gives it an urgent global resonance that takes his songs from Bamako to Beirut. As Keita’s famed “golden voice” cathartically croons in the title track, "I'm a black man, my skin is white and I like it, it's my difference/I'm a white man, my blood is black, I love that, it's the difference that's beautiful."

The distinction is often interpreted as an ill omen in his native Mali, and invited a life of ridicule, making Keita an outcast in his own community. Society, including public schools in Mali, perpetuates harmful beliefs about albinos, and they are often shunned, ridiculed, and even killed for superstitious purposes.

Although he and others have come to terms with albinism, Keita has struggled long and desperately with the stigma attached to his skin color. Though born into a noted caste of musicians with direct links to Sounjata Keita–the heroic 13th-century warrior-prince who edified the ancient Malian Empire–Keita was forbidden to play music growing up. He was also disowned by his father, kicked out of school, and rejected by the local aristocracy.

Filled with unrealized musical ambitions, Keita had no choice but to leave Mali as a young man. Armed with the strength of his convictions, he travelled to neighboring Ivory Coast, then Paris, London, and New York, where his skin color could not keep him from expressing his artistic vision. His perseverance paid off throughout the 1970s and 1980s, as he became an internationally recognized icon thanks to his gravely voice, innovative musical arrangements, and profoundly poetic lyrics.

In 1997, Keita’s fame helped him to overcome the stigma attached to albinism that persisted in West Africa, allowing him to make a triumphant return to Mali. Cautiously re-entering a community that once shunned him, he discovered a newfound acceptance, which allowed him to re-establish roots there, including building a studio in the capital of Bamako.

La Différence is the latest in a trilogy of acclaimed acoustic oriented recordings (Moffou 2002, M’Bemba 2006) that were primarily recorded at Keita’s Bamako studio. The intimate acoustic environment of La Différence allows Keita’s vocal timbres to shimmer and soar, highlighting their poetic nuances and the poignant themes of his lyrics. While the album is dedicated to the plight of albinos in Africa, leading with its title track that aims to increase the global awareness of this cause, the remainder of the album delves into a wide range of social and political issues.

Over a thick sanguine female vocal chorus and rhythmic guitar riffs, “Ekolo d’Amour” seeks to inform listeners about the ecological devastation that has befallen Africa. Fusing the powerful traditional tones of the 21-stringed kora with a contemporary guitar-rich, down-tempo, polyrhythmic groove, “San Ka Na” cites a specific example of ecological destruction, alerting audiences of the need to protect Africa’s Niger River, upon whose banks Keita played as a child. With a rough and urgent voice, Keita scorns local politicians for their neglect and complacency regarding such problems.

La Différence also finds the singer re-imagining a few previous recordings with a new palette of sounds. Harnessing the deeply echoing, bluesy textures of guest guitarists Bill Frisell and Seb Martel, an intimate rendition of 1995’s “Folon” offers a stripped-down, horn-absent version that allows Keita’s haunting voice to pierce the mellow cosmopolitan soundscape. With producer John Henry, Keita reaches back to the 1970s, recalling his days with the Ambassadeurs du Motel band in Bamako, with a new incarnation of “Seydou.”

Departing from the original track (“Seydou Bathily”), this softer version bathes Keita’s voice in a rich sonic world of resonant vocal refrains, Arabic-tinged string arrangements, interlocking guitar tones, and a multilayered percussion ensemble that merges sounds from Africa and the Middle East. Given that these songs have been refined by Keita and his band over the course of many years, some for decades, it is no wonder why his delivery comes across with a relaxed, sophisticated confidence.

Further linking La Différence with Keita’s long musical career, the melody of “Djélé” is decorated by the intricate balafon work of Keletigui Diabaté, a monumental figure in Malian music and one of Keita’s most faithful musical partners, helping him to develop as a guitarist over the course of almost four decades. Drawing on his international sojourns, “Djélé” reinforces Keita’s cosmopolitan approach to this album as the breathy tones of an accordion dance with a concert piano over top a bed of deep electric bass, legato orchestral strings, plucked African lutes, and a global array of polyrhythmic percussive timbres.

La Différence is an intimate journey into Keita’s personal struggles. Singing a hymn of universal tolerance Keita poetically claims, "some of us are black, some are white/all that difference has a purpose…for us to complete each other/let everyone receive love and dignity/the world will be a more beautiful place.”

-- provided to the Ripple by World Music News Wire

buy here: La Difference