Five Songs, 7/28/2017
I'm a little surprised that shuffle will permit two songs from the same artist in a row. I guess we all learned something today? Something totally useless. Here's your music.
Zumpano, "Let There Be Girls"
Rap albums have skits. The rock equivalent is the fuckin' around track, like this one.
Foetus, "Kreibabe (Pan Sonic mix)"
Blow is an album that's just filled with remixes of Foetus by various producers. Bucking the tradition of most guest remixes, this version of the original "Kreibabe" (from Flow) is actually a lot shorter than the original. It also bears very little resemblance to the original track. Overall, Blow is inessential.
Foetus, "The Fudge Punch (Live)"
Huh, back-to-back, eh? Here, we're visiting Rife, which is actually a bootleg live recording that achieved enough official status to get an actual release into distribution. Foetus live is always more pounding and punishing, with less focus on the studio wizardry and more on the visceral noise. Technically, this was originally released as a Wiseblood song, but there's not really much distinction between Jim Thirlwell's various aliases.
(NB: I've linked to a different live version of "The Fudge Punch" than the one contained on Rife.)
Sharon Jones, "Natural Born Lover"
And now, let's go to the opposite end of music, shall we? Sharon Jones, backed by the Dap-Kings, was the flagship artist for the soul revival label Daptone Records. She wasn't my first encounter with a Daptone artist - that would be a chance listen of the Budos Band while browsing in Easy Street Records - but she quickly became a favorite of mine. I can heartily recommend all of her records. The music world suffered a tremendous loss when she passed away last year after a years-long battle with cancer.
Metallica, "Moth Into Flame"
While Metallica's first four albums are widely (and correctly) regarded as essentials in metal, and Metallica (aka The Black Album) has some solid tunes, their subsequent career mostly leaves something to be desired. Specifically, good music. While I actually think Death Magnetic has some decent stuff on it (although the production bites), last year's Hardwired...To Self-Destruct is the closest that Metallica has come to recapturing the fury and energy of the early years. While still not quite to the standard of their first four, it's a strong record that has the band mostly sounding like themselves.