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WOKE UP THIS MORNING
(B.B.King) - Listen
to Full Song |
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NO PARTICULAR PLACE
TO GO (C.Berry) - Listen
to Sample |
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ALBERTA (D.Small) - Listen
to Sample |
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MUSTANG SALLY (M.Rice) |
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SOME KIND OF WONDERFUL
(Pomus/Shuman) |
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'TAIN'T NOBODY'S BUSINESS
IF I DO (P.Grainger/O.Spann) |
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SWEET HOME CHICAGO (R.Johnson)
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BRIGHT LIGHTS, BIG CITY
(J.Reed) |
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MY BAB'S A SUPERSTAR
(B.Guy) |
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10.
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HOW BLUE CAN YOU GET
(J.Feather) |
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ROCK ME BABY (King/Kosea) |
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NIGHT LIFE (W.Nelson) |
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WHY I SING THE BLUES
(B.B.King) |
Stereophile:
from QuarterNotes by Wes Phillips
Recorded live at DC's Bad Habits Cafe, this rollicking set spans
the distance from jump blues to Motown with U-R-There directness
that'll have you screaming, "Where's muh waitress?" This hard-rocking
quartet features Whop Frazier (great name!) On bass and
vocals, "Junior" Tash on guitar, Jay Corder on sax, and
Dennis Hash on drums - they have a kind of retro/roots/soul-slam
groove going, if you know what I mean.
No? Well, they focus on that nexus of R&B and early rock, but
with a totally modern sensibility; they aren't a purist band trying
to re-create any genre, but rather a modern band that has assimilated
all that's come before them and decided to just use the most essential
components of that stew. Still not clear? I guess you had to be
there.
Which is exactly what this recording feels like. Sprey
has recorded the group with uncanny immediacy. There's the obligatory
60Hz hum coming from the PA, which is distinct from the direct
sound of the instrumental amplifiers - and when Tash switches
on his amp's reverb plate, it doesn't get confused with the real
ambience of the room one jot. The recording captures Corder's
sax's honks, squeals, and buzzes with startling physicality, and
the drums have that snap! Overlaying the dull thunk
of their bodies that you never hear on disc.
But the centerpiece, the focus of it all, is Frazier - half
intimate soul singer, half blues shouter - who pulls the songs
along vocally while pushing them forward with his bouncy, bubbling
bass. Tash is everywhere on this recording, a real master of the
Stratocaster, and his fills, solos, and rhythm work are electrifying.
This is one hell of a performance, given a recording to die
for. I'm taking it with me to CES, where I'll be easy to find.
Find a room with a party in it and I'll bet Bad Influence and
I will be there.
March 1996

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