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Hey everyone! How’s it going?

It’s Thursday and time to throw words together in the hope of forming proper sentences that express my love for music, records and working here at Sorry State. I’ll give it a go.

This week I would like to mention a fellow record label whose artist roster I have been following for several years and one that I have a huge amount of respect for. It’s Big Crown Records out of Brooklyn, New York.

Big Crown was formed by Leon Michels and Danny Akalepse in 2016 after the demise of their previous label Truth & Soul. That label had been around for about a dozen years and came out of the ashes of another New York based label, Soul Fire. Soul Fire records was founded in 1999 and run by Phillip Lehman, a French American who back in the 1980s as a graffiti artist helped introduce graffiti culture and particularly tagging to France. A huge record collector, particularly old school soul and funk, he compiled volumes of obscure funk 45s on his Pure label. Before Soul Fire, he ran Desco records with Gabriel Roth aka Bosco Mann who went on to form Daptone Records and the Dap-Kings with Sharon Jones. The late 1990s and early 2000s were such an exciting time in New York, and these gentlemen all played a huge part in laying the foundations for the burgeoning retro soul and funk scene that has developed since. I feel very blessed to have been living in the city back then and in whatever small way helping to support the scene. Be it through buying the records and spinning them out, stocking them at the store I worked at, going to shows, etc. It was a lot of fun. I did meet Phillip Lehman a couple of times, although he won’t remember, and it was cool getting to talk music with him.

Leon Michels is not only a shrewd businessman but one hell of a musician, song writer and producer too. As a musician, he fronts his own band, El Michels Affair, and was also a founding member of The Dap-Kings with the aforementioned Gabriel Roth in addition to The Menahan Street Band and The Expressions with Lee Fields. He has played with Charles Bradley, The Wu-Tang Clan and The Black Keys to name three and produces most of the records the label releases.

I really like the records that have come out under the El Michels Affair name. One project that always hits the spot is their 2009 album of Wu-Tang Clan covers and samples called Enter The 37th Chamber, originally released by Fat Beats. If you haven’t heard this record yet hit the link and get on it. More recently, Big Crown released a second album titled Return To The 37th Chamber, which is just as dope and highly recommended. It has taken up a good amount of turntable time at home and at the store since I got myself a copy. Mostly instrumental, but some of the cuts feature vocals, including those of Lee Fields and Lady Wray, recreating elements of the original samples. It’s a super cool mix of hip-hop and soul. We have this one and other Big Crown releases in stock for your next order. I have written about the awesome Lady Wray in the newsletter before, and both of her Big Crown records are excellent. Another one that we stock here at the shop is the collaboration with Liam Bailey titled Ekundayo Inversions, a nice reggae inspired album that features the legend Lee “Scratch” Perry on a cut. The instrumental version of this album is worth seeking out if you end up digging it.

One thing that unites Big Crown with other similar labels such as Colemine and Daptone is the love of old school soul and funk and particularly the medium that most of it was pressed onto, the 7” single. This fondness for the 45 is something that music lovers of all stripes share. Whether it’s soul, funk, punk, reggae, psych, garage or whatever else, the 45 it might be argued, is where the real meat and potatoes of any genre is to be found. It’s great to see so much new and old music getting out there in the form of a single and that there is still a section of the listening public that prefers it that way.

Talking of old music, Big Crown shines the spotlight on artists and records that deserve modern day attention too. They have released several singles and albums compiling the (mostly) 60s recordings of Sunny & The Sunliners, a Chicano group from Texas. If you like doo-wop, r & b and low rider sweet soul, this group is for you. Check out the song Should I Take You Home for a good example of their sound. The group was formed and fronted by Sunny Ozuna and achieved a modicum of success locally and nationally during the early 1960s. I personally wasn’t well versed in their material and so was grateful for the two volumes of music titled Mr. Brown Eyed Soul that Big Crown released. Highly recommended.

There’s plenty more to explore from El Michels Affair, not least their most recent release Adult Themes and plenty to explore on the label. We’ll be doing our best to keep some key titles in stock for you. As an independent label ourselves, we want to support as many others out there as possible and those that perhaps don’t fit into the punk and metal tag but are still releasing good music that we think you would like. That’s something that we are looking to explore more of in the future, and we’ll be letting you know all about it in these pages.

Until next time, that’s all from me. Thanks for reading and keep on having fun with records.

-Dom

Hey there Sorry Staters. How’s it going? Good, I hope.

As per usual, records are coming at us thick and fast here at Sorry State. We’ve bought some good collections with lots of cool and interesting records. I don’t think I am alone amongst the crew when I say there were several that I wanted to buy. Often, I can scratch the itch by giving a record a spin at the store and that’s enough, but every now and then you just can’t say no to something when it crosses your path. Maybe because it’s rarer than rocking horse shit and you might not get another chance, or perhaps because it has special meaning to you, or now is just the right time. Whatever the reason, sometimes you must pull the trigger. That was the case with a collection that Daniel bought recently that had lots of tasty soul and funk titles. Some have hit the floor already and there is more to come. Amongst the records in this collection were two copies (one sealed) of Lee Dorsey’s 1966 album Ride Your Pony—Get Out Of My Life Woman. I had to snag the open copy, and that’s going to be my pick/brag for this week.

Lee Dorsey—Ride Your Pony—Get Out Of My Life Woman. Amy Records. 1966

Surprisingly, I did not own an original copy of this record. I’ve been a fan of Lee Dorsey ever since I first heard his breakout single Ya Ya, probably from the American Graffiti or Porky’s movie soundtracks many years ago. As my journey of musical discovery continued, I began picking up more tracks of his on compilations and the odd 45 that I would find. Labels like Charly in the UK and Line in Germany put out good compilations and reissues of his material and by the beginning of the 00s, Sundazed had joined in and reissued his records too. Picking up some of these over the years, I had my Lee Dorsey fix covered—for the most part. Of course, as most of you can appreciate, the more you get into an artist or band, the more you want to own their original records. Although gaining access to the music hasn’t been tough, finding the original records has become increasingly difficult and expensive. Thus, although I have seen copies for sale and worked at stores that had sold copies, I tended to pass either because the price was out of my budget, or the copy wasn’t that clean, etc. Finally, now in 2022, I feel the time is right to plonk down some dough on a copy.

A quick catch up on Lee Dorsey and his career. He was born in New Orleans, although he moved away to Portland when he was a child. He unsuccessfully tried boxing as a career, served time during the war in the navy, and returned to New Orleans, where he opened an auto repair shop, working on cars during the day and singing in clubs at night. This was during the late 1950s. Around the turn of the decade, he met A&R man Marshal Sehorn who got him signed to Fury records, and with the assistance of another local soon to be legend, Allen Toussaint, on piano, they came up with the breakthrough hit Ya Ya. There followed several singles, some minor hits, but not enough to keep Lee away from his daytime passion of working on cars. Just like Jeff Beck. Anyway, a couple of years later Dorsey got together again with Toussaint and this time everything clicked. Backed up in the studio by up-and-coming group The Meters—yes those guys—the hits came thick and fast. Ride Your Pony, Get Out Of My Life Woman were the two big singles and the title of the album. The New Orleans funk mixed with his lighthearted vocal style swept the nation. Follow up hits included Working In The Coalmine and Holy Cow, and a second LP that centered around these tunes was issued under the title The New Lee Dorsey. These records were released on the Amy label, which was distributed by Bell. At the end of the decade, Lee switched to Polydor, and again with Toussaint at the helm cut the Yes We Can album. The title song was a hit when recorded by The Pointer sisters, who added an extra Can at the end.

Dorsey semi-retired after that and spent most of the 70s working on cars at his shop. He made a guest appearance on a Southside Johnny and The Asbury Jukes LP in 1976, and this led to an album of his own on ABC called Night People in 1978. That record again had him working with Allen Toussaint, along with other notable New Orleans artists such as Irma Thomas. It’s not a bad record, but the fact that you can find a copy for under $10 should tell you a lot.

Dorsey still had enough “cool” credit in the bank to be asked to support several big names on concert tours in the early 1980s, including opening for The Clash on their 1980 US tour. He also toured with James Brown.

Sadly, Dorsey developed emphysema and passed away in 1986, aged just 61. His legendary status carried on, and as the 80s gave way to the 90s and beyond, any self-respecting DJ, producer, record collector and music enthusiast had to have his records in their collections. Especially as the status of The Meters grew, knowledge that they backed up Lee Dorsey only added to the desirability of his records. Rightfully so.

Anyway, it’s cool to finally own a nice copy of the Ride Your Pony album. I have always found the cover art interesting too. It sports a shot of a diverse bunch of kids set against a New York City backdrop. Although the music was made in New Orleans, and the urban imagery might be out of place, to me it adds to the allure. Particularly because I lived there for a while. Here’s a link to listen to the album. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. Until next time.

-Dom

Greetings everyone. How was your week? All well, I hope.

This week I had a good humbling, learning experience with regards record collecting, proving that no matter how much you know, you really know nothing and to never assume the knowledge you have in your head is in fact correct. What am I talking about, you ask? I’ll tell you and make it my staff pick for this week.

So, anyone who has discussed music with me or flipped through the L section on my jazz shelf will know that I love Ramsey Lewis. I probably have several dozen of his albums, not counting singles. I love his early trio recordings from the late 50s and early sixties, his mid-sixties pop period, and the funk and fusion albums from the late sixties and seventies. They’re all great and because they sold well are easy and cheap to find for the most part. Any visit to the bargain bin of most record stores will turn up at least one of his records. If you see his name on the Argo, Chess or Cadet label and later Columbia, you can buy with confidence.

We have several here at the store as I type this. I thought that I pretty much had everything of his that I needed to own bar perhaps one or two titles. I always check for condition upgrade copies or maybe a stereo or mono variant that I don’t have whenever I am in a store. One title that I always see is a collection called Golden Hits from 1973. I have always assumed that it was a straight-ahead collection of his hits from the previous decade and that because I have all those records, I didn’t need it. Oh, how wrong I was. Yes, the album is a collection of older hits, but these versions are newly recorded versions. Normally when you see a “hits” collection and the words “newly recorded with one or more original members” the rule of thumb is to avoid. That’s worse than “electronically recorded to re-produce stereo”. However, with Golden Hits what we have is Ramsey Lewis with his new rhythm section consisting of Morris Jennings on drums and Cleveland Eaton on bass, who together were in the middle of a fertile funky fusion period and releasing some really good records. I can recommend any of the albums Ramsey Lewis recorded, but those between 1968 and 1976 are all particularly good. He embraced the changes in the culture, the switch to amplified and electric instruments and the move to more Afro-centric music. Along with Herbie Hancock and other progressive jazz players, Ramsey fully utilized the sounds capable from the new electric pianos such as the Fender Rhodes, incorporating the use of multi-plex and wah-wah pedals to imitate the funky sounds of an electric guitar. These new sounds are used to full effect on the reinterpretations of the tunes selected here, making the versions of The In Crowd, Hi-Heel Sneakers and Wade In The Water sound quite different to the originals and much more contemporary sounding. Highlights are many, but the version of Hang On Sloopy is good and almost unrecognizable, and the take on Slipping Into Darkness allows the musicians to stretch out and deliver a real gem. I quite like the tracks Carmen and Delilah that close side one and open side two, respectively. These two covers taken from an opera and film musical really show off the bass work from Eaton and with added percussion and effects are nice slow burners.

I really can’t believe that after all these years I hadn’t noticed the true nature of these recordings. I’m such an idiot. All I had to do was read the title correctly and flip to the rear sleeve to the liner notes, and all would have been revealed. As I said at the top, sometimes you think you know something, but in reality, you don’t. I had assumed the wrong thing and that became my truth. It wasn’t and as a result I had deprived myself all these years from a record that I would enjoy. I guess never too late. I’m taking it as a positive. Now I have a “new” Ramsey Lewis album to enjoy. Bonus. You can’t beat finding a new to yourself album by one of your favorite artists, can you? Particularly if it’s good. You also can’t beat a bargain bin record that punches way above its weight. I know I’ve said that many times before, but I’ll preach that until my dying day. There are several records by Ramsey Lewis that if they had come out on a private label by an unknown artist would now be commanding top dollar based on the musical content. These records were hits however, and because they sold millions are now cheap and easy to find. Those already onboard the Ramsey train know what I am talking about, but for the rest of you, do yourselves a favor and scoop these records up when you see them. Some of my favorite albums, in no particular order are, Sun Goddess, Goin’ Latin, Funky Serenity, Back To The Roots, Mother Nature’s Son, Maiden Voyage, Them Changes, Another Voyage, Upendo Ni Pamoja, Wade In The Water, The In Crowd and Hang On Ramsey. I could go on. Even his couple of Christmas records are good jazz groovers. Ramsey was an incredible musician himself and he had the best playing alongside him. His initial trio was Eldee Young on bass and Isaac “Red” Holt on drums, who themselves later formed their own group, Young Holt Unlimited. Their places were taken up by Cleveland Eaton on bass and Maurice White on drums. White later left to form Earth, Wind & fire and the drum stool was occupied by Morris Jennings. Maurice White came back to produce the Sun Goddess album for Ramsey, and Earth, Wind & Fire play on the record. That’s a nice soul jazz record. It reached number one on the Billboard soul charts in 1974.

Anyway, Ramsey Lewis is brilliant. Up there with Herbie Hancock and Quincy Jones, to name two other American icons. You’ll always get a top-notch performance from him, and he is still at it. Over eighty albums along, several of them gold and with three Grammy wins so far, he has had quite a career. Hang on Ramsey!

Thanks for reading. See you next time - Dom

Hey there Sorry Staters! How are you all? It’s been a while. The long, hot summer is almost over. Time has flown past it seems. So much has happened in the world at large and in all our lives, it’s hard to keep up. Of course, the big event here in the Sorry State universe was Scarecrow’s European Tour. I’ll leave Daniel, Jeff and Usman to catch you up on some of their tour highlights. They definitely have stories. We’re all very proud of how well Scarecrow were received and how the tour went in general. They’re so cool. It sure is nice having them back at Sorry State Towers. We missed ‘em.

Even with half the team touring, business kept going back home. Records, new and old, have been flowing through the store at quite a rate. If you follow our Instagram posts, you’ll have an idea and certainly if you have visited the store itself you would be left in no doubt. Through our hustle and blessings from the vinyl gods, all sorts of interesting and cool records have come our way. Collections, large and small, are constantly being worked on to make sure we can bring you not only the rare gems but also the staples that should reside in any decent collection. In addition, all the certified bangers, cool, expensive, and hard to find stuff, we also naturally get in a lot of common and cheap records as well. Our bargain bins are always full of good records for less than $5, so no matter your budget you should always be able to find something. Assuming you have a non-blinkered approach to music appreciation, that is.

Personally, I’ve had another summer come and go without much to report. No vacations or beach trips or much “fun” at all, really. I must say that I do get my fun quota from work, though. Listening to music, dealing with records and the interactions with folks at the store is fun. For the most part. Lol. Anyone who has worked retail, a record store and the service industry know what it’s like. Anytime you deal with the public there’s the x factor that will always keep things interesting. For us in record stores, the x factor is, what will be in the box of records that this person is bringing in? Will there be something cool? The randomness and unexpected are what keeps me willing to get on my knees and dig through boxes of dusty records in the hope of pulling out that something special. Never stop digging, as they say. I’ve found many a great record wedged in between a classical LP and a Chuck Mangione. It doesn’t happen all the time but enough to make me want to check the worst looking, musty smelling, hand blackening pile of records just in case.

The vinyl gods smiled on me recently when they sent in a guy who had a bunch of 45s to sell. They were all pop singles from the late 60s through early 70s, which although not bad songs are hard to sell for very much these days. The modern record buyer seems less interested in 45s, especially without a picture sleeve. Typically, we pass on buying records like that, but they were all clean copies, and I did spy a couple that I knew and wanted, so I made him an offer and he accepted. At pennies on the dollar, it was a good deal, and I snagged a couple that made me happy.

The two that interested me were by Ann Margret, the Swedish American actress and singer who for most rock fans is known for her starring role opposite Elvis in Viva Las Vegas from 1964. That was my introduction to her and in that film, she comes close to stealing the show from Elvis, which not many others can claim to have done. Over the years, I would investigate other soundtracks from movies she was in and check out singles and albums when I found them. Most don’t offer much musically for me, but there are several gems in her catalogue here and there. Notably, the songs she cut with Lee Hazlewood in 1968 that resulted in the album The Cowboy & The Lady released on Hazlewood’s own LHI label the following year. That album has accrued almost cult status in recent years due primarily to the huge interest in Lee Hazlewood and his productions. The album was cut in Nashville and meant as a genuine country record and although it can be argued that Ann Margaret’s vocal style doesn’t quite suit the genre, the songs are decent, and Hazlewood does a good job of trying to recreate the magic and atmosphere of the hits he scored with Nancy Sinatra during the previous two years. For whatever reason, the record buying public didn’t agree, and the planned second record never got recorded. Ann Margret returned to her film and TV career and Hazlewood moved to Sweden for further adventures.

Before the Cowboy & The Lady LP was released, two singles came out and these were the two that I snagged. Across the four sides, Hazlewood experimented with several styles of music, pop, country and psychedelic. It was that last style that produced the winner. The song called It’s A Nice World To Visit (But Not To live In) is a cool fuzz guitar garage psych tune that rightfully has been the song sought after. For a good while, the only way to hear it was from the original 45, but in recent years it has appeared on compilations and expanded album reissues. Light In The Attic, the Seattle based reissue label did a great job a few years back with their handling of the Lee Hazlewood catalogue. They put out his albums and compilations that rounded up all those stray singles. I probably don’t need to tell any of you how cool Lee Hazlewood is. His story is well documented elsewhere but certainly do yourself a favour and investigate if you are not familiar.

Anyway, after years of knowing about this tune, it was great to finally get a copy. It would have been cooler to have found it twenty years ago to include in DJ sets when interest in garage and psych tunes was peaking and I was out spinning more often, but I did get to include it on the Worldy radio show the other week. For those unfamiliar with this record, you can click here to check it out. The title of the tune alone sums up probably how a lot of us are feeling these days, right?

I’ll leave you with just that nugget this week. If it was old hat for you, my apologies, but hopefully it will send you down some rabbit holes of exploring. Side note: if you haven’t watched Viva Las Vegas or the Nancy Sinatra TV special, add both to your viewing queue. Both are fab prime technicolor 60s essentials. I think the music is cool but if nothing else the fashion and cars definitely are. Happy watching. Until next time.

-Dom

Greetings friends. Thanks for checking in with us here at Sorry State Towers. Hopefully your summer is going well. We had a brief reprieve from the oven like temperatures over the weekend here in Raleigh but are back in the 90s again this week. Each year I say this will be the summer I get to the beach or take a vacation, but that hasn’t been the case for several years sadly. My last trip abroad was eight years ago when I returned home for my father’s funeral. For various reasons I have not been able to get back since then, but this year I am going to make it happen. It seems like everyone I am close to is over in Europe this year or has been or will be. Not least, of course, are our own fellow Sorry State heroes who have either just and/or will be blowing minds from European stages. Hopefully some of you over there will get a chance to see them play. Anyway, I am both happy and anxious about my visit and can’t wait to see my family and the ol’ homestead.

As I write this, I am literally surrounded by boxes of records from collections that we have recently bought and are processing. There is so much good music that I could close my eyes and randomly pull any record, and it would be worth checking out. There’s something here for everyone. New, old, rare, common, you name it. As much as I get excited about seeing rare and expensive records, I get just as much pleasure from the cheap and common stuff too. Perhaps more so. Often, it’s in the bargain bins that I find records that give me the most pleasure. Either because they are proven winners or because they introduced me to something new. It’s easier to take chances on the unknown when it only costs a few bucks. We do our best here at Sorry State to put good records in our bargain bins and folks aways come away rewarded from taking a dig. When you work in a record store, the perks are to get access and first dibs on stuff that comes in. That is obviously very cool, but can be expensive. I have chosen between eating well and having a record many a time I can assure you. There is also a part of me that doesn’t want to be taking too many good records even if I could afford to. We sure as hell snag a lot of cool shit here, but we are not the kind of store where the cool stuff never hits the bins. If you follow our social media and see the Friday New Used Arrival drops or come in and shop, I think you can attest to the fact that there are indeed good records to come in and see, touch, smell, listen to and take home.

As I have been collecting records for several decades now, I have plenty to pick from for these staff picks or to post on social media. I tend not to want to brag about things that I have found or own. I don’t like to show off or to make someone else feel bad because they don’t have it. I’m also embarrassed by the percentage of my income that goes towards these records and feel that I should keep that to myself. I can’t help it though. I’ll always be digging and will be probably cueing up a record the day I keel over. That or I’ll be buried under a falling shelf of records. Hopefully not. All I know is that I have loved music and records all my life, and they are a huge part of my existence. The biggest joy is being able to share my passion with fellow music lovers. Whether that’s amongst friends spinning tunes at home, out at an event DJing or here at the store. You can’t beat selling records right off the turntable.

Last Saturday was Record Store Day 2 for this season and although a smaller drop, we still had a good crowd of folks come through. The day began sweetly for me as one of the first customers was a little girl making her first vinyl purchase. She bought the Paul McCartney single. Coincidently, it was Sir Paul’s birthday, and I had a copy of Ram playing on the turntable. I thought it was an adorable moment. I loved that another generation of music fans were still being touched by Paul’s magic and getting into buying a record at the local store. There is hope for the future. Regardless of what she bought, she was beginning her relationship with records, and that was a beautiful thing. It was a bright moment in a world that can often seem quite rotten and made me feel that I was doing a job worthwhile.

Talking of jobs, I need to get on with that. My staff “pick” this week is just to encourage all of you to continue your love for music and records and, whenever possible, to share that love with those around you. Personally, this week I have been having fun in the soundtrack section. I pulled a couple of children’s records that I will quickly mention. The first one is the soundtrack to the Disney film The Rescuers released on their Disneyland Records label in 1977. This one is quite dear to me. My sister and I had this record back when it first came out and we played it over and over. Listening to it was like being in a time machine. I was instantly transported back over forty years to our family home where up in our converted attic bedroom we used to play the album on our old record player. It was a weird feeling, but a good one. I remembered almost every word. In fact, I sent a photo to my sister, and she answered back quoting parts of the adventure. She hadn’t forgotten either. As Disney cartoons go, it’s not a bad one to be honest and a lot of fun. The characters were voiced by Bob Newhart, Eva Gabor and Geraldine Page, among others, and there are songs sung by Shelby Flint. It was great having a copy of this back in my collection after all these years. I treasure it as much as anything else I own that is cooler, rarer, and way more expensive. It’s the memories that are attached to it that could never be activated or feel the same from a digital download or internet stream. God bless records.

The other nifty thing I pulled and have been having fun with is one called Space Songs by Tom Glazer and Dottie Evans. The record was part of a series called Singing Science Records released on the Motivational Records label in 1959. It’s great. The songs were taken from Ballads For The Age Of Science by Hy Zaret and Lou Singer and are about the stars, planets and moon and the future of mankind in space. Striking a balance of entertaining and educating is not easy and hard not to sound condescending. Kids might be kids, but they are not suckers and can still tell a good record from a bad one. This is a good one. There’s music and clever songs with the scientific information. Back in the late 1950s it was the Space Age, and we were rightfully thinking about what was beyond our planet earth and knowledge of science was cool. Despite the recent step backwards in accepting science here in this country and asshat millionaires building rocket ships, science is still the future for mankind. Hopefully soon our teachers can get back to teaching kids and kids can get back to learning stuff like science instead of how best to avoid being shot or having some angry parent screaming at them for wanting to learn history or for having two dads. But that’s a rant for another occasion and place. On the back of the album jacket, they show other records in the series, and I shall be keeping an eye out for them. They all seem interesting and worth picking up.

Okay, I have blathered on enough and barely said anything. Thank you for your indulgence if you read this far. Enjoy your week ahead and listening to your records. Whatever they may be, if they make you feel something, then they are special to you and worth having.

Cheers - Dom

What’s up everyone? I trust you are doing well out there. Summer is here officially, although we’ve had some three-digit temperature days already this year here in North Carolina. Hopefully you are keeping cool. Of course, if you are reading this in the southern hemisphere then this probably won’t apply to you. In which case, I hope you are keeping warm. Lol. Enough about the world’s weather patterns and let’s get on with this.

Some weeks I feel like I could write about anything and everything and other weeks I struggle to pick just one. That’s just down to me and my moods and how the ol’ noggin is feeling. Generally, I prefer to go with whatever I am feeling at the time, although I sometimes have things in mind for a future staff pick. This week it’s a combination of the two. I have wanted to mention my regard for this band here in these pages for a while and today whilst looking through a box of records we bought over the weekend for something to play in-store I found one of their records in it. As the record played, it seemed like now was the time.

The group in question is SRC from Michigan, USA who were active for about five years during the late 1960s through to the early 1970s. They were a part of a very flourishing scene in southeast Michigan. The teen bands of the area were influenced by the British Invasion but the tougher end of the spectrum and of course the sounds of Detroit and Motown. The members of SRC served their apprenticeships in various local bands, notably The Fugitives and The Chosen Few. The former being the house band at premier teen hangout The Hideout. There is an LP of bands that played the Hideout and some notable names such as Bob Seger and The Last Heard, The Pleasure Seekers (with a young Suzi Quatro) to name two groups put out early singles on the Hideout label. The other notable label at the time releasing new band sounds was A-Square run by local impresario Jeep Holland and it was he that put the members of The Fugitives together with Scott Richardson, lead singer from The Chosen Few. The band’s name at first was The Scott Richard Case, formed by shortening the singer’s name and adding the last of the guitarist. Jeep Holland taught the band a lot about stage presence and being in a band, and was instrumental in exposing the group to some of the hot new sounds coming from across the Atlantic. He had the band record a cover of Cream’s I’m So Glad before it hit in the US and as a result The Scott Richard Case scored a sizable local hit with their cover.

The group were popular with the local audiences as they covered the best of the new rock ‘n roll from the US and UK acts as well as their own material. They also had the flash Carnaby Street stage threads to go with it, famously making special trips to New York City to buy clothes. Eventually, though, the groups’ ambitions to play their own music clashed with the ideas of Jeep Holland and they parted ways. Through their new manager and producer, they were introduced to Capitol Records and scored a multiple album deal. The name was shortened to simply SRC and their debut album was released in the autumn of 1968.

That self-titled album contained all original compositions and combined the band’s interest in Eastern music, poetry and philosophy with good Detroit style rock. The album was a local hit and entered the Billboard charts for a few weeks and the lead single called Black Sheep was a definite highlight. Ex-manager Holland was a little peeved at losing the band, understandably as he had seen Bob Seger and The Rationals go to Capitol also. As a response, he released an earlier SRC cover version of The Pretty Things’ Get The Picture credited to The Old Exciting Scott Richard Case. I like their version of the tune and you should check it out. If you see the compilation on A-Square whilst digging in your local store, I highly recommend you pick it up. You’ll get these early SRC sides along with a ton of other cool stuff from the likes of The Rationals and MC5.

With the success of the first album came a decent advance from Capitol to record the follow up. With this cash and money earned from gigging, the band invested in building their own studio at their band house and were thus able to spend more time practicing and recording than if they had to rely on outside studio time, etc. The resulting album was titled Milestones, and came out in the spring of 1969. The record did well, better than the first, and gained the band fans abroad as well. Radio DJ John Peel was a big fan. His support helped the band get exposure in the UK to the point where EMI considered their records worthy enough to be released in their European markets. I like this record. There’s pop, psych and rock songs in equal measure. All originals apart from a medley of In The Hall Of The Mountain King with Beck’s Bolero, a feature of their live shows. I have always enjoyed Jeff Beck and Beck’s Bolero is a great tune. SRC cover it well. Highlight of the record, though, for me, is the song Up All Night, a total ripper. A true Detroit rock gem. The tune was released as a single but got buried in the aftermath of a backlash against songs with supposed drug references. Shame, it’s such a banger. Finding a copy of the 45 took me a while, but I’m so glad to own one. I love it. If you only bought Milestones for this song, it would be money well spent.

As far as finding their records, it has never been too easy, though. The first one is considered their “best” and most psychedelic and contains the hit Black Sheep, and thus is the most in demand. Copies do turn up but expect to pay a little for a nice one. The second, Milestones, sold well and strangely is not so in demand and thus can be picked up at a cheaper cost. We have one priced quite low in the store currently for a canny local. The third, Traveler’s Tale, released in 1970 was not well received and the lack of sales make it harder to find now and so prices are a little higher on this one. It’s not a terrible record and does have a couple of good tunes but key to its failure must come down to the fact that original guitarist Gary Quackenbush (his real name, his brother Glenn played piano in the group) left and was replaced by Ray Goodman. Goodman wasn’t a bad player, but Quackenbrush’s guitar sound was a major part of the SRC sound. He came back to the band after the failure of Traveler’s Tale and plays on the sessions for the group’s unreleased fourth album. They were dropped by Capitol and spent most of 1971 fulfilling touring dates and trying to find another deal. They released a one-off single on their own Casino label and briefly changed their name to Blue Scepter and released a single on the Rare Earth label. However, they reverted to SRC for gigs they had during 1972. Throughout this latter period, they were managerless, without a label, and broke. By early 1973, they played their last gig and disbanded.

Interest in the group stayed dormant for many years, but as the 60s psych and garage revival gathered steam in the 1980s and 1990s people began talking about them again and looking for their records. My first exposure was from a 1986 Bam Caruso compilation that I picked up in the 90s and from other sets that included some of their songs. It was the tune Up All Night though that cemented my love for this band. It really is up there with the best of them. If they had only cut that one 45, they would still be legends. I do own this record but spent half the night trying to find my copy. At the time of writing, I still haven’t located it. I have a less than perfect filing system at home. Lol. But it’s there, somewhere. Whilst digging though I did find my Bob Seger System 45 of 2+2+?, another classic, also on the Capitol label, and highly recommended. That and a reissue of The Pleasure Seekers single What A Way To Die, which features a young Suzi Quatro with her sisters. So not a waste of time and you should take a listen to those records if you don’t know them. The video link to the Pleasure Seekers tune is worth watching.

Okay, that’s enough from me. Blah, blah, blah. Thanks for reading and hopefully one or two of you out there share my love for this type of stuff. Have a great week and summer and we’ll see you around here next time.

Cheers - Dom

Hi there, everyone out in Sorry State land. How are you all? We missed you last week, but that wasn’t because we were slacking. There were gigs to play at, and record collections to be bought, which kept our glorious leader on the road for a good part of last week. The good news is that we have tons more cool records to get excited about. And that’s just the used stuff. As always, new releases and new issues of classics are coming at us thick and fast. Which is a good thing. We all need more records don’t we?

There has been a lot going on in the news these past couple of weeks. Here in the US the mass shootings are ongoing with the country being divided (amazingly) by that issue. We have the January 6th hearings about to commence. And it’s Pride month. Back in my old country they are still nursing their hangovers after a four daylong celebration of the Queen’s Platinum Jubilee that had all kinds of events happening across the land. Perhaps you saw some of it on television? My Mum loves everything Royal and decked herself and the house out in red, white and blue bunting etc. Personally, I have mixed feelings about the Royals and having lived here in America for more than half my life, I’m less excited by it all but seventy years as a sitting Monarch is still an achievement and I’m happy for the country and those that value this type of stuff.

For the radio show I do, I wanted to play something to mark the Jubilee but wanted to throw something in a little less obvious than the sounds of a military band or even say The Sex Pistols and their God Save The Queen. What could I spin? The question was answered when I pulled out a great compilation of Brazilian music we have at the store titled Brazilian Guitar Fuzz Bananas, which reminded me of the perfect track to play. The song is coincidentally titled God Save The Queen but has nothing to do with the Pistols’ version. It’s from a group called 14 Bis and was recorded circa 1972. What a banger it is too. Killer fuzz psych with a tasty drum break. This single was the only thing that the band recorded and was released on the cool looking Mad label. There is some confusion out there over the identity of these guys, as there is also another group with the same name, 14 Bis, but they were not formed until later in the 70s. Could they be the same guys? The latter group were a lot more pop sounding than this, although it has been conjectured that they could have been related to the progressive band O Terco, who hailed from the same region of Brazil. It’s probably not them, but who knows? Whatever their origin and identity, the single rocks and is rarer than rocking horse shit, so having it on this compilation is the easiest and cheapest way to own it.

Brazilian Guitar Fuzz Bananas was compiled by a Brazilian gentleman named Joel Stones and released on his own Tropicalia In Furs label in the late 00s. Assisted by World Psychedelic Classics and Egon, it’s a killer set of obscure and underground Brazilian music made between 1967 and 1976, some of which even the compiler himself didn’t know existed until he found the records. The double album comes with a great booklet featuring notes and photos about all the records compiled, has a cool inner gatefold art spread and even came with 3-D glasses to view the cover with.

I met Joel when I was living in New York back in the day. He sold records initially at shows and then had a small corner of a clothes boutique for a while. He then took over the old Wowsville Records Store spot on Second Avenue in the East Village and renamed the store Tropicalia In Furs. The store I worked at, Rockit Scientist, was just around the corner on Saint Mark’s Place. I loved the vibe at Wowsville. The owners were a lovely couple from Spain, Alberto and Sonia and it was a loss for the city when they had to return to Europe after just five years of running the store. Joel kept the spirit going with the new incarnation and soon turned the spot into the go-to store for Brazilian and other South American music. All whilst keeping up with the party atmosphere. Back in the 90s and early 00s there weren’t too many people selling quality world music. You’d be hard pushed to find anything. Some things were getting reissued and occasionally you’d find a store selling those, although a lot were “Fan Club” pressings of varying quality. Slowly but surely though legit reissues started to appear on the market and then it seemed like the flood gates opened and all sorts of great compilations became available. I had barely any Brazilian records, but thanks to the likes of Mr. Bongo in the UK and Tropicalia in Furs, I now have a few good ones. As with say, Reggae, Cumbia and Afro-Beat, originals are often impossible to find and expensive when you do, so it’s fantastic having some of this great music released on these modern reissues.

At the time of the original release of this collection, a short promo video was made, which is worth the view. It puts into sounds and images the spirit of the collection and shows glimpses of the old store along with the personality of Mr. Stones. Check it out. And check this compilation if you don’t already own it. We have a copy in the store currently for a wise and discerning local punter that might be intrigued. The 3-D specs are missing from this copy, so you’ll have to pull out your old Grand Funk album and use those. Come through, why don’t you?

Okay, let me leave you there. Thanks for reading and I’ll see you next time.

Cheers - Dom

Greetings everyone and thank you for clicking on our corner of the internet. As always, it is appreciated. Mixed emotions this week. I was disappointed that my Reds couldn’t win the league on Sunday—we finished one point behind Manchester City in the end but kept things in the balance up to that final game and still have a Champions League final to play in Paris against Real Madrid on Saturday, so a third trophy could be possible this season. This though pales in importance to the news stories that we in the US are enduring currently. More mass shootings this week as children and innocents pay the price of “Freedom” so that dumb fuck gun nuts and Republican Nazis can stop the Libs from taking away their precious guns. Because we all need an assault rifle and arsenal at home, don’t we? I thought the “good guys” with guns were supposed to stop the shooters. Not so much. So, like I say, mixed emotions this week but one way to keep the blues at bay is music, and this is what we are all here for. Let’s talk about records, shall we?

Firstly, though, I did just want to say that I have been working a little more in the store these past few weeks helping get John Scott acclimatized and it has been a lot of fun working alongside him. Having a younger dude here is cool because he is turning me on to stuff he knows and likes, and I can return the favor by hipping him to cool stuff that comes through that I know about. Having some years under my belt has meant that by default I have been exposed to a lot of music and knowledge and it’s great to pass a little of that on. As an evangelist of music, there is nothing more pleasing than turning on people to the good shit. I also enjoy turning over the turntable controls to someone else and hearing what they select. John Scott has great taste and likes Jazz and Blues (among other things) and that’s just fine with me. Anyway, it’s great having him working with us and it’s also great having Angela on the team too. You couldn’t ask for two cooler co-workers who share our collective passion for music. Pay attention to them. They’ll point you towards worthy additions to your music library.

This week as I was going through boxes of records from collections we had bought I found a couple by the guitarist Harvey Mandel which were the last two I needed to complete my collection of his work. I generally prefer to just wait until records find me or I find them and could have completed my Mandel discography years ago if I had wanted to, but where’s the fun in that? As John Scott has been enjoying some Rolling Stones and Blues and Jazz Fusion here in the store whilst we have been working, it seemed like talking about Harvey Mandel would be very appropriate.

Mandel, born in Detroit and raised in Chicago was a guitar virtuoso who by his late teens was already a professional musician gigging and recording blues music in the early to mid-sixties. He played firstly with Charlie Musselwhite and went on to play with Canned Heat, Barry Goldberg, and John Mayall, and was even considered as Mick Taylor’s replacement in The Rolling Stones. He did play on their Black And Blue album however, contributing lead guitar to the song Hot Stuff.

Going back to the 1960s Mandel had relocated to San Francisco and exposure there led to a deal with Philips where he cut three solo albums beginning in 1968 with Cristo Redentor. That was the record that exposed me to him as an artist. I was drawn to the great artwork firstly and to the fact that he was playing versions of Cristo Redentor and Wade In The Water, two of my favorite songs. He kills both and that record became a regular in DJ sets. They are good tunes to start the night off with. Bluesy, psychy, jazzy instrumentals, as are the rest of the tracks on the album. Good stuff and recommended. Mandel is credited with an innovative approach to his guitar playing and uses various techniques like slide, delay and tapping to achieve his sound.

1969 and 1970 brought two more albums on Philips, Righteous and The Games People Play. On these records, vocals are added on some tracks and he also ventures into some Latin and Brazilian themes as well as the psychedelic blues. He does a nice version of Jive Samba for-instance. A scan of the musicians playing on these records reveals some quality names, including drummer Earl Palmer, which should be enough to prick the ears of any crate digger who knows his onions.

Mandel resumed his solo album career with the Janus label in 1971 and the record Baby Batter (probably not the best title) and went on to cut three more albums for the label. The Snake in 1972, Shangrenade in 1973 and finally Feel The Sound in 1974. It was these last two that I was missing in my collection that we just got in. They’re not expensive or rare per se and these copies had some light wear but played just fine.

I really like the Shangrenade LP. It has much more of a Jazz Funk vibe to it than the previous records. The drummer kills it throughout. Very funky. Mandel still has his psychedelic blues style going on but gets into a much more modern sound for this one and you can hear him using the tapping technique. The follow up record the next year, Feel The Sound Of Harvey Mandel continues the Jazz Funk feel. There are some changes in personnel, but the sound is similar with perhaps one or two more vocal cuts on that one. Both records have colorful and interesting artwork, though. Shangrenade is literally a painting of a mountain valley scene with folks frolicking in the meadows with a huge hand grenade sitting in the middle. On Feel The Sound the cover sports a painting of a red-haired woman lying naked in a botanical garden scene. Nice.

As I have only been listening to these last two records for a couple of days, it is still early days to pick out a favorite track, but I have added the links there for you to go take a listen to and decide for yourselves. I think there will be some of you out there that will dig hearing these albums and if this is your first-time hearing about Harvey Mandel, then you are in for a treat and will have fun exploring his records. Great thing also is that they won’t hurt your wallet too much. I don’t think you should have to pay more than $20 for a copy of any of these, perhaps because they are still somewhat under the radar, but whatever, grab ‘em when you see them.

Okay friends, that’s all from me. Thank you for reading and enjoy your week ahead.

Cheers - Dom

What’s up Sorry Staters, I hope you are doing okay out there? Another week and another newsletter. Thank you for joining us. With so much going on around us in the world of news, it is often hard to think straight these days. Here in the United States particularly there just seems to be bad story after bad story. We just have to find ways to keep going and not let all this negative shit get us down. Finding things that bring us joy and fuel our passions is so important. Thank goodness here at Sorry State we have all this great music to enjoy and share with you all. Records really are the best, and we have a ton of good ones here and plenty more on their way. Let’s talk about a couple that I have been enjoying this week that maybe you’ll dig too.

Firstly, a fun compilation that we got in called Good Times Rock N Roll Comp Vol.3.

I’m a sucker for a good compilation and especially dig a great cover version. This one although slightly out of my own personal wheelhouse was making me smile as I was playing it yesterday. It’s a double LP made up of all covers done by a truly worldwide array of punk bands. Some songs are old classics and some are more recent songs. The songs chosen range from Abba’s On And On to ZZ Top’s Sharp Dressed Man, making stops at Judas Priest, Poison Idea and even the Fab Four along the way. The band Snooper do an interesting job on Come Together and the Abba song On And On is handled by Prison Affair particularly well. There are over forty tracks across the two slabs of wax and too many songs to go into here, but some you’ll really like and some you might think are just okay, but I don’t think there were any misses. Granted I have only had a couple of listens, but the tunes I did like made it for a fun party kind of record and worthy of picking up. My only gripe would be the lack of any kind of information other than the track listing and the fuzzy blown out type face used which my old man eyes have a hard time reading. But that’s just me being picky.

Often with these types of affairs you’ll hear something from a band that either confirms your feelings that they suck or makes you think, oh that was good, these guys aren’t bad. Lol. There are a few of these here. Don’t make any judgment before you listen is what I say. There also might be bands you don’t know and that can be interesting hearing someone for the first time doing someone else’s songs. Possibly, right? I think so. I also like that some bands just can’t quite pull off the musicianship on their interpretations. The slightly wonky amateurish recordings add charm, and what is lacking in musical chops is made up for with enthusiasm and good vibes. That’s not meant to belittle anyone involved here. On the contrary. Everyone puts in a spirited performance. Nice job all involved.

Moving along to something slightly different now and a quick point in the direction of a record I just discovered last week whilst going through our bins here at the store. A record by a band named Metz from Texas who recorded an album in 1974 that has been barely heard. Reason being the record was a private pressing of just a handful of copies and has not been officially reissued. The copy we had was a grey area reissue, but for $8 it will do just fine. Particularly as originals if ever seen go for big bucks. Which surprised me why the price for even an unofficial pressing is so low. We didn’t screw up either. I double checked online and you can pick up the same reissue I snagged for under $20. Why should you? Why indeed?

There’s not too much information out there on the record and the story behind it, but reviewers of these types of things have described it as Glam sounding with a sound far more at home in London than Texas. The comparisons to Mott The Hoople, Cockney Rebel and Alex Harvey et al are fair, as too are the observations that the vocals sound somewhere between Marc Bolan and Johhny Rotten. It’s all of that and then just a good rock ‘n’ roll band getting down. What sets the sound apart here is the addition of female vocals. They provide great back up and take lead on songs also, providing a bit more street swagger. They kinda remind me of the girls singing on the GG Allin album Always Was Is And Shall Be. It has that sort of vibe. Slinky and sexy 1970s style.

The glam tag I can see, though. Along with the vocals, there’s also plenty of tap tapping keyboard action and art rocky style song structure. Several songs have stretched out repeated codas, and it has been hypothesized that this may have been to please the audiences in the Texas clubs back then who would have been enjoying legal MDMA at the time. It’s an interesting theory. It could also be that they hadn’t written proper endings to songs and just went with the groove and feel of the recording and mimicked the live set. Who knows?

I read also that the main man behind the album is a Richard Metzler, which would explain the name. He apparently was linked with Houston’s Moving Sidewalks, the psych band that had future ZZ Top members, and did the photography for their album.

Probably the best thing for you to do is hit the link here and give it a listen and see what you think. Hopefully you’ll dig it and have fun listening. I know I have.

Okay, time for me to get out of here and let you go. I’ll see you next time friends.

Cheers - Dom

Hi there, one and all and thank you for reading our newsletter. It means a lot to us that you take the time to do so, and we of course hope that you leave with something cool to check out and get into. This week the conversation here in America is centered around the right’s attack on a woman’s right to choose what happens to her body. These nut jobs are intent on rolling back fifty years of freedom and progress and won’t stop there. I mean, they’re even going after Mickey Mouse. This weekend should see protests across the country to oppose this potential overturning of Roe Vs Wade by the Supreme Court and here in Raleigh we are expecting folks to come out. Without getting into a political discourse here as this is not the place, I will use this as the link to my pick for you this week, as it seems appropriate.

Laura Lee: Women’s Love Rights. Hot Wax. 1972

On the humble radio show I do over at The Face Radio we played a track from this album, and it got some good responses and rightly so; it’s damn good. We played a cut called It’s Not What You Fall For, It’s What You Stand For and lyrically it says it all. Add the fact that the backing is a killer funk-soul track, and you have a certified winner. Go take a listen.

Laura Lee was born in Chicago and raised in Detroit. Her career began singing Gospel with The Meditation Singers in the late 1950s. She toured the country with them successfully for many years until making the switch to a secular career in the mid 1960s. Signed to Chess Records, they attempted to score a hit with Chicago produced tracks but a move to Rick Hall’s Fame Studios in Muscle Shoals resulted in the song Dirty Old Man becoming a top twenty R & B hit and a top 100 pop hit. This was followed by several more R & B hits, but in 1969 she left the label and after a quick spell at Cotillion found her way to the newly formed Hot Wax label in 1970. Hot Wax was the label set up by Eddie Holland, Lamont Dozier and Brian Holland, the three brilliant songwriters and producers who had just left Motown. They scored hits with acts like Honey Cone, 100 Proof (Aged In Soul), Flaming Ember and with Laura herself. The label stayed around for just four years and was folded with acts moved to the sister label Invictus, another Holland-Dozier-Holland run label whose big successes were with Freda Payne and Chairmen Of The Board. The label is also notable for releasing the first Parliament album, Osmium.

Women’s Love Rights, the song, was released as a single and ended up becoming one of her biggest hits, breaking into the Pop top 40 charts. It’s a great song and sets the tone for the rest of the album where every song discusses the female experience from one angle or another. Musically, the sound is similar to the pop-soul sound of those Honey Cone records, but Lee’s gutsy and raspy soul delivery makes these songs just a little but more special and meaningful. That she is singing about woman’s liberation issues right as Roe V Wade was being settled into law is not lost these fifty years later. It is astonishing that we are considering overturning that landmark decision and rolling the clock back. It makes a work such as this record stand out even more now. It was already a great record but deserves even wider exposure to a new and younger audience.

Side one is packed heavy with bangers. Wedlock Is A Padlock is a terrific song that talks about exactly what you think it does. One of my favorites is the song I Don’t Want Nothin’ Old (But Money) where Laura puts down her old loves and tells us what will cut it with her. On Love And Liberty we get a telling of the state of affairs in women’s liberation and it makes you sad to think that there are still people (men) that want to turn back the progress that had been made up to that point back in the early 1970s.

The second side of the record switches gears slightly and tackles the subject of love and relationships in a more traditional manner with less of the protest but with just as much soul and passion. She takes an old standard like Since I Fell For you and extends it with the sort of personal confessional rap that Millie Jackson would do so well and make popular during her career in the 1970s. On Two Lovely Pillows, a love song, Lee’s vocals really make the difference and transform the song into something much more urgent and pleading.

It’s all great stuff and basically a top soul album from start to finish. Kudos to producer William Weatherspoon, another Motown man that came over with Holland-Dozier-Holland. He worked his magic on Freda Payne and Chairman Of The Board among some of the other Hot Wax & Invictus label acts.

Lee cut another album shortly after for Hot Wax called The Two Sides Of Laura Lee and her former label Chess also issued an album of her earlier sides called Love More Than Pride, cashing in on her current success but in the process creating a decent album of songs. Around this time Lee began a relationship with singer Al Green and left the Holland-Dozier-Holland stable, but soon after became seriously ill and had to retire from the industry. She reappeared later in the 80s with a gospel album and once fully recovered in the 90s continued her life as an ordained minister and singing mostly gospel.

It will be those late sixties sides and the two early seventies albums that she will rightly be remembered for, and I would encourage you to seek out a copy of any of the three albums I mentioned, but look out for Women’s Love Rights. It speaks to us now just as strongly as it did fifty years later. Thank you, Laura Lee.

Before I sign off a quick note to tell any of you that might be interested in knowing that we have in stock a few copies of The Gentle Cycle LP I mentioned a couple of weeks ago. It’s a good album and on nice green vinyl too. Snag one while we have ‘em.

Okay, that’s my lot. Cheers everyone. Take care, love each other and I’ll see you here next time.

-Dom

Hello Sorry Staters. Thank you for joining us again. I hope you had a great week. Leaving the news aside, as we all know what horrible stuff is going on around the world and especially here in the United States, where we are fighting off our version of the far right. Kudos to the French for voting for democracy and giving the fascists the middle finger. Same here please.

Personally, I’m happy this week, as the Mighty Reds continue to win football matches. We are now in our tenth European Cup final and still competing for an unprecedented quadruple – the first English side to play every possible game in one season. Win or lose, it’s a great time to be supporting Liverpool. With so many other not so good things going on in my life, at least there’s footie and music.

There were a few record release anniversaries this week – Stone Roses debut, New Order’s Power, Corruption & Lies, The Cure’s Disintegration and some holidays of note including Eid al-Fitr (ending of Ramadan) and Cinco De Mayo. The latter being one of the most misunderstood celebrations of the calendar year. Not Mexican Independence Day, but rather commemorating a famous battle and victory over the French. It’s a celebration of defeating colonizing imperialism but that part has been somewhat lost over the years and now the day is more an excuse to drink tequila and eat Mexican food and is far more celebrated in the U.S. than Mexico itself or anywhere else for that matter. Anyway, that aside, I would like to use the day as an excuse to recommend a record that was made by a Mexican artist and hopefully one that some of you will enjoy hearing.

Ernan Roch Con Las Voces Frescas: La Onda Pesada. 1971. Discos Rex / Shadoks Music / La Onda Records

Ernan Roch, born Herman Rocha was a music mad teenager from the Veracruz region in Mexico. Like all teens during the early and mid-1960s, he became obsessed by the pop, rock and folk sounds coming from the US and the UK. A talented musician, he entered a studio for the first time aged just thirteen. These early recordings were apparently not released but are said to anticipate the sounds that Carlos Santana was preparing to release on the world. Roch increasingly added more western psychedelic influences to his music. His parents not appreciating this side of their son, shipped him off to an American military academy, thinking that would put him straight. However, being in America during the late 1960s only encouraged him more and when he returned to Mexico, he took up with his early producer to begin work on the songs that make up his album.

Singing all the songs in English with backing from a group called El Amor who would go on to record several albums themselves, the album was recorded in late 1969 to early 1970 and saw release in 1971 on the Discos Rex label. It’s a fabulous mix of West Coast psych and pop with great fuzz guitar playing on several songs. There are several highlights, but lead track The Train is the one that usually shows up on compilations or DJ mixes, and rightfully so. People have compared the sound to that of Damon and his amazing Song Of A Gypsy album. That record is incredible and highly regarded and there are similarities. One being the price for an original copy. Either of these will set you back four figures if you find one for sale. The Damon LP goes for several thousand as an original. I’m happy with my reissue. Lol.

I first came across the Ernan Roch LP via a grey area reissue on the La Onda label a few years ago. For a fan club pressing it doesn’t sound too bad. I have recently upgraded to the Shadoks pressing now, as that comes with nicer packaging and sound. The OG copy will have to wait unless I get lucky and find one on my next Mexican vacation.

The album isn’t just a one-track wonder though. The remainder of the album has lots to offer. On the radio show I do, we played the track All Right / It’s Gonna Take Me Time, which is a good up-tempo number with another stinging guitar solo. There’s more heavy guitar riffing on Gonna Make It, a bluesy number. That song, along with most of the others, has strong acoustic guitar strumming going on and combined with his vocal style reminded me of the great Sixto Rodriguez and his Cold Fact LP. That album, as you probably know, is excellent and was recorded around the same time. If you enjoy Rodriguez, then you’ll be onboard with Ernan Roch.

Also, like Rodriguez who didn’t see his work get recognized at the time, Ernan Roch’s record wasn’t “discovered” until many years later and is still under the radar. He disappeared from the scene, although apparently returned with an album in the mid-80s titled Suenos, but I have not seen a copy or heard that record. There are also some tracks from an unspecified date that have a more polished and Bowie-esque glam sound, but I can’t give you any details on those I’m afraid as I haven’t heard them.

Mexico had a ton of great garage, psych and heavy rock groups during the 60s and 70s and you are encouraged to dig deeper. Groups like Dug Dug’s, La Revolucian De Emiliano Zapata, Kaleidoscope and the aforementioned El Amor all have great records in their discographies.

Have a great Cinco De Mayo everyone and if I have piqued your interest on this one, I noticed there were one or two dealers selling the Shadoks reissue for a decent price on Discogs should you want to take the plunge.

Cheers and see you next time.

-Dom

Greetings Sorry State gang. How are you all? Did you have a great Record Store Day this past Saturday? We hope so. We had a great day here at the store even though we couldn’t please all of our Taylor Swift fans waiting in line. However, that release aside, we did well in getting the other records to those that wanted them. If you stopped by or ordered from us, a big thank you for your support. We appreciate it. I thought this year's RSD list was a good one although I wish some releases that came out in the UK were available here. I was happy with my grabs and perhaps as time moves on I’ll find those missing odds and ends. I wish the same to you for whatever you are hunting for.

This upcoming Saturday is International Jazz Day in case you didn’t know. A global celebration of all things Jazz. My DJ friends over at The Face Radio will dedicate the whole day to special Jazz filled broadcasts as our part of joining the fun. I’ll be working here at the store that day, but there is a Jazz record that I have been enjoying that I recently picked up which I would like to tell you all about.

The Wayne Powell Octet: Plays Hallucination. Lo-Lace Records. 1965 / Mo-Jazz Records. 2022

Fellow DJ pal Tim Spurrier turned me on to this one when he made it his featured album on one of his Soulside shows recently and I must thank him. He got his hands on a limited reissue that Mo-Jazz Records had just put out. I was impressed and immediately secured a copy for myself. I’m so glad I did as this type of record is right up my Strasse.

Originally released as a private press album on the Lo-Lace label out of Los Angeles in 1965 it is rarely seen, and I don’t feel too bad for not having heard of it.

Wayne Powell played vibes, inspired by Lionel Hampton, and put together this combo for gigs and recorded this one album with those players. The record is a nice mix of mood and tempo. Jazz with a healthy dose of Rhythm & Blues. Pop in places and deep and spiritual in others. The main selling point for me though is when the band get into a Mod-Jazz mood and remind me of my favorite Ramsey Lewis, Billy Larkin and The Deligates, and Harold Johnson Sextet records or like on the song Duckin’ similar to The Googie Rene Combo’s tune called Smokey Joe’s La La that is a Mod classic and was sampled nicely by DJ David Holmes for his My Mate Paul track. Compare the two yourselves and see what you think.

Another cut in this style is the song Tootsie, which obviously predates the Dustin Hoffman film by quite a few years. I doubt very much that there is a connection. Interestingly though, is that on the 45 that was released back in the day the song was titled Tutzy. I wonder how and why the change in spelling came about or whether it is just something as simple as a typo. If anyone has the answer, get in touch.

As mentioned, Wayne Powell played the vibes and I just love the sound of a vibraphone in jazz. Roy Ayers, Cal Tjader, Milt Jackson, Lionel Hampton, Dave Pike, Terry Gibbs, Bobby Hutcherson, Mulatu Astatke, Gary Burton, et al are household names round my place and represented well in my collection. So, it was a bonus that vibes feature on some tracks. Title track Hallucination allows Powell to show his chops. It’s a beautiful track helped along by some tasteful Latin conga and tidy piano playing, not to mention great trumpet and horns and a guitar solo rounding out the sound.

Guitarist Don Kobayashi and trombone player Clint Arnold share the spotlight on album closer Quernemoen, another strong cut. The tempo here is more late night or lazy sunny afternoon. A nice plodding bass line and brush work from the drummer help give the track the finishing touches.

There are two cuts with a slow blues feel to them, Blue And Easy and More Blues, and two more danceable R ‘N B numbers called Jurkit and Brown’s Bucket, which are fun. The whole album has a strong R ‘N B feel rather than just straight jazz, and that part appeals to me. Additionally, the jazz component is more of a big band style than a small combo and for these tunes that works.

The only thing missing would be some vocals on one or two tracks. Generally, I prefer without, but I could see a good singer tackling some tunes here if they wrote lyrics.

Also of note are the typos on the sleeve. I must assume that Mo-Jazz reproduced the original exactly, and those mistakes were left unchanged. Right? Other than the Tootsie/Tutzy spelling difference between the single and album, which seems intentional. Regardless, who cares? It’s the music that matters. I certainly won’t let that bother me when the music is this good.

Mo-Jazz made this reissue a limited pressing of just 500 copies, so if I have whetted your appetite I wouldn’t hang around on this one. Stateside dwellers might have to stump the Euro shipping charges, though.

Jazz music still has so much to offer the world. Recordings like these that are over fifty years old are being discovered and enjoyed by a wider audience and reaching different generations. I am always excited when I hear something old like this for the first time. Especially when it ticks so many boxes. So, pour yourself a drink and imagine you are in a Los Angeles night club circa 1965 and nod your head and tap your feet to the cool sounds of The Wayne Powell Octet.

Cheers! Until next time - Dom