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Monday, September 18, 2017

Dollywood Confidential

Sunday night's Stephen Colbert-hosted Emmy awards broadcast fully met expectations, as a poncy parade of powdery silver-screen snoots took turns under-handing slurs at the President of the United States. 

By logical extension, the American people who support Trump, and the country itself, were also targets of the foppish Hollywood hissters.

Positively adrip with show-people contemptuousness for Real America, the Emmy Awards broadcast reaped the lowest ratings ever posted by that stomach-turning orgy of self-congratulation. 

Average Americans in their living rooms by now know to avoid the treasonous, glittering falderal Hollywood invariably choreographs. (Despite this broadcast crashing into utter splinters, though, next year's show will surely be cut from the same scornful fabric. They hate us even more than they covet viewership.)

Dolly Parton, Lily Tomlin, and Jane Fonda appeared onstage, both to clumsily reference their 1980 film 9 To 5, and gigglingly smear the President. (Apparently, you can take Jane out of Hanoi, but you can't take Hanoi out of Jane.)

Some critics have noted that Parton herself did not comment during the awkward anti-Trump dido, merely raising her eyebrows as Tomlin and Fonda read scripted attacks. Those observers suspect Parton's silence might indicate disagreement with her erstwhile co-stars.

But, the singer hardly deserves exemption from sharing in the blame for only driving the getaway car. 

Parton well knows of Left intolerance. Only recently, an identity-addled Slate essayist joined in contemporary mania for historical reinvention, decrying Dollywood's Dixie Stampede. And, of course, she has throughout her career made much of the 'common folks' theme.

Given that, her volitional cooperation in the Emmy broadcast's flat anti-regular Americans antic conflicts with both her experience and cultivated image.

Dolly Parton may have chosen to participate in an act for which she did not herself feel enthusiasm, but that offered her profit. I believe there's a word for that.

Sunday, September 17, 2017

Blue Coupe
Million Miles More (self)

Spectacular product issues when the brash energies of youth are focused by wisdom gleaned from journeyman background. Always welcome at the rock and roll party are song hooks successful in conversion, heavy guitar riffs that wind and bind with growled authority, and a trippingly compelling pounding that logically recalls the venerated Blue Oyster Cult and Alice Cooper bands from which sprang this titanic supergroup.

Also contributing are Dictator Ross the Boss, NYC sirens Tish and Snooky, BOC eye-harvester Buck Dharma, various devout members of Steppenwolf and Radio Birdman, and some singer named Furnier.

Recommended "Ride With Me," "Prophets, Dukes, and Nomads," "Hallow's Grave," "Modern Love," "Everybody Goes Insane," "Used Car," "Supernatural Love"

Video "Ride With Me"

The Astro Zombies
Frog's Legs (Crazy Love Records)

Skeletal, antsy Psychobilly, as yet saluted by glory-wrapped French guardsmen of the Old School Great War. Heaped dollops of mischievousness and maleficence.

Recommended "Use My Axe," "Fish Fingers," "Mad," "Frog's Legs," "Monster Stroll," "Burlesque Show," "Crazy Monkey"

Video "Use My Axe"

JD and the Straight Shot
Good Luck and Good Night (self)

Not nearly so much artificially matched from distinct origins as of obviously natural correspondence -- so apt that they could never thrive in any others' company  -- the unabashedly expressive lyrics and gentle, animated music here in residence find effectiveness well beyond mere background distraction.

Recommended "Run For Me," "Redemption Train," "Ballad of Jacob Marley," "Never Alone," "Moonlight," "It's Your World, Now"

Video "Run For Me"

The Bad Breed
Snake Girl (Dangerhouse)

Imagine slowly waking in an unfamiliar, slippery and pulsing, keyboard exotica reality, one as conversant in passing, amiable western lilts as driven rock and roll, and led to crowning triumph by scissor-fanged and whomping guitars. A strange circumstance, perhaps. But one perniciously pleasant. Franz? 

Recommended "Snake Girl," "Ain't No Grave Gonna Hold My Body Down," "Love Or Glory Man,"

Video "Snake Girl"

Lawen Stark and the Slide Boppers
On the Run (Drunkabilly Records)

Solid and wood-grained rockabilly without counterproductive fancy-pants airs about arty exposition. Real music for real people in the real world. Fun, and loads of it.  

Recommended "," "Pepper Hot Baby," "On the Run," "Come On, Let's Go," "I Got Devils," "Forget Me Never," "I Can't Lose"

Video "Pepper Hot Baby" (Live)

Rockabilly Kitty Rose
Gotta Wind Down (Crackerjill Music)

Wonderfully basic rockabilly -- forceful in its bursting, with honking sax coloration and blues wisdom -- is all the base Kitty requires from which open up and exclaim her rockin' heart out. And a mighty, mighty heart it is.

Recommended "Bourbon Bound," "Gotta Wind Down," "Up Side Down (You Turned My)," "Walking Blues," "Drop Dead Gorgeous," "Black Cherry Tree"

Video "Bourbon Bound"