Monday, March 22, 2010

Børn fra Roholmskolen »Midt I En Skolemad« (1977)

  • Ever felt shy?
  • Ever been member of a fun gang?
This is a record made by a public school from the Avedøre district in the Southwest part of Greater Copenhagen. From the writing credits it appears that this was a collaboration between a teacher at this school, the kids, and Danish pop singer Tommy Seebach, who recently got a little Internet attention revival for his Apache video. Imagine all the people at their desk jobs right now getting mad kicks over some YouTube-video !

It's easy to relate to everything going on with this record. Even if you don't understand a word; words are the extravagant icing on top of a musical speciality brewed up by 15 - 24 children singing unison, synthesizer wizard Tommy Seebach dropping into that sad yet funky chord. Everybody's hungry for authentic stuff. Here it is.

The lyrics on this record are great. What keeps me hanging with some childrens records is the narrative perspective. With some politically-tinged childrens records (especially from the 70s) you can tell adults wrote the lyrics and force-fed them to the children through some unholy adult > child mental USB connection. This isn't the case with Midt I En Skolemad (this record, roughly Eating/Digesting School Lunch). The lyrics seem very loyal towards a childs point of view as if they we're written by the children themselves, but you can never really tell. Hazy wordy layer of adulthood obscure some lyrics. Beardy & bear-like primary school teacher from the 70s trying to influence my world-view by having children sing opinions. Oddly compelling. Children usually do not have too many opinions or hidden/introvert agendas, and it makes them obvious musicians.

Do you like when songs drop into half-tempo and youngsters start clapping semi-rhythmically along while chanting wildly? Then you will appreciate a lot of no-nonsense compositional effects (half-tempo, modulation, clapping, unison singing) that make most of these songs #1 hits. There's only one musical travesty on this record that nobody will probably like. The song Carlo & Mig is a love song to a horse from what sounds like a 10 year old girl. Half-way through aforementioned wooly-clad bear-like male kindergarten teacher steps in with some horrifying scat-vocal. Gravity is suspended by feelings of awkwardness and hate. NO.
Snap out of it by listening to Forår i Tappernøje (Springtime in Tappernøje (Tapernøje = Danish village with quaint & old-timey name)) What a spring-time #1 hit !

For some reason this record could never have been made today. We have lost our youngest to Bluetooth-phones, ubiquitously embarassing advertising and a jungle of weird self-imposed personalities AKA the personal brand. When they grow older they will be too encapsuled in their own frenzied haze of robbing supermarkets with flimsy tomahawks bought on eBay for drug money to wipe up your drool when you're hanging about old-aged and static. Sad horizons for everyone.

Hope the 70s vibe will come back soon. Make Holger Czukays »Cool in the Pool« mandatory national anthem for everyone so everyone can get normal and cool again.

The last track ends abrubtly with a semi-Native American chant. That's how the record is.

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Sunday, February 21, 2010

Joy Lieberkind »My Guitar Plays Your Name« 2005

»... a record made on very lo-fi equipment, featuring some very funky songs, some instrumental, some with slightly singin, some will make you laugh, some will make you cry, some will make you leave the room
- Joy L. describing their own record

Consider downloading (download from and listening to this record before reading the post. Reading too much could color/ruin your first listening experiences. Draw your own conclusions first, or read mine:

I almost always play this record when I DJ for people who lounge over beverages/dance, and it is a fine example of party music that actually makes you feel like partying. Probably because it comes off as groovy and humourous without being jokey in a weak way. A lot of party music makes you feel wrong if you're not constantly hovering above the dance floor slammin' out gassy and unbelievable dance moves like it was going out of style. This records have tracks that will actually make you want to do that, but it also has brooding mysterious and erotically potent introvert tracks such as Mystic Desert Woman. Sounds pretty good? - because it is really good!

Get it into your big skull (& portable MP3 player) !

Since the release of this record the band has changed their name to Joy L. due to an actual human person called Joy Lieberkind being dissatisfied with the use of her name as a band name. How would you react if you found out some low-key keyboard/bass combo used your name? You realised they had released hits like »I wanna dance with your mama« & »We're going to a party - yeah« How would that make you feel?

I'm sure you would feel pumped (unless it would coincide with the marketing of your own self-titled noise/impro/guitar effekt pedals/live remix/put flanger & phaser on FM broadcast/experimental doo-wop/Chapman-stick clinic/wine tasting/e-bow-extravaganza project).

Joy L;eberkind played regularly around some venues in Copenhagen after releasing this record. Strong live shows. Currently I think they're mostly playing at birthdays and receptions. Considering Fleetwood Mac started as heavy/blues outfit and turned into a mega-world phenomenon that is an interesting progression. What's nexts you ask !

It was released on the connoisseur record label Lolita Industri in Copenhagen, started by the person in the Prince t-shirt on the cover. I have posted this record in its entirity, but if you get really the strong vibes from listening to it you can still get a vinyl copy at the Lolita Industri website. Lots of great stuff on this record label, take a minute to look around.

The record itself has a vibrant reddish color that has the power to provoke women of all sizes and ages come up and start a conversation if you happen to flash it around at a DJ gig (if you are a female DJ men of all sizes and ages will probably be talking to you at length already no matter the color of your records). You can call it a conversation object or a sort of circular ice breaker. Like one of those t-shirts with slogans that make unlikely & highly-potent gags with well-known abbreviations such as FBI (apparently this also stands for "Female Body Inspector", did you know?).

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Hos Anna »Hos Anna« 1976

Hos Anna is all female rock group. While they weren't feminists they did proclaim to have a political feminine agenda. By the time they started in the 70s Danish women playing rock music were not a common occurence. These four women first collaborated on performing a set of topical songs for some 1st of May socialist activities in 1975. I read in an interview (in Danish) that they had only been playing for a year before recording this album. You wouldn't believe it from hearing it, the drumming is tight, the basslines are confident and there's also some nice saxophone and violin licks. Makes you think that the best ambition to have when making is music is to be a strong female, not the usual mental detour of trying to be good/radical/original. Take the scenic route.

A modern record refreshingly void of any musical lies such as reverb and nonsensical technical gimmickeries; some women rehearsing next door.

Download at or Mediafire (So many MP3 files on the internet - will it never stop?)

Do you think this bench is a bit small or would you think the women are just a little bit overly large? Some people like to sit close. I think these women like to sit close (in a musical sense).

I do not like when people sit close. Much better with people far away and in plain sight. You can see who's who and what they're doing and casually ponder if you agree/disagree.

I tried to strike up a 1970s-like conversation when I picked this record up from the library. The female librarian adhered to all usual conventions for a female librarian in her 50s: wooly sweater, a froggy pose/body language, knowing fumes of self-sufficient left wing political opinions. Told her society is tough these days. She agreed hesitatingly. Let her in on a little secret: "I seek refuge in old art when life gets tough". She agreed, which was a little problematic since theres not a lot to agree with. I could tell she was in no mood to be a part of the 1970s inspired conversation. I forcefully asked her to recommend some record to seek refuge in. She told me to find those records myself, checked the record out and left the desk. How to make the 1970s we're all in this together-conversation work?

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Chalkdust »The Master« 1988

»This record contains all aspects of the Calypso Art Form - the minor and Major Keys, Commentary, Road March, Satire, and Philosophy. It brings to the forefront all the issues and ideas of the day, and yet invites the listener to party.«

- Rudy Wells, liner notes on the rear side of cover

Producing and purchasing records that bring out socially relevant issues while inviting people to party should be tax-deductible in a big way. What a basic and allright intention. How many records do that? Would sure like 2 know which.

I found this record at a shop recently and was quite convinced by the cover. I listened to it at the normal listening booth in the record shop and was convinced yet again by some groovily sequenced sampler cowbell on the opening track. I looked at the rear cover and discovered that it featured all sorts of amazing advertisements for local auto repair and shipping services. Click to enlarge the cover:

Makes you feel like you should seek out local advertisers and have them finance your record releases. Like a friend suggested, if you do stony hip-hop that people listen to while smowgin' tons o' weed, you could sell the rights to the local food delivery service to have their menu printed onto your rear cover.

After listening to this record at home for the first time I dialled the international moving company advertised on the rear cover wanting to ship all my things to Tobago. Nobody picked up, like the phone number was no longer used. Big let down. The people of Tobago and all-round calypsonians seem like they know how to have a good time.

If you are a Calypso and Soca fan in the Brooklyn area of N.Y. and you have a broken down auto vehicle I would strongly advise you to have it repaired at the place featured on the cover.

Chalkdust is not a mr. Anyone on the soca and calypso scene. He holds a PHD-degree in history and keeps on winning a really large soca contest called Soca Monarch in Trinidad & Tobago. He is a musical educator of the people. Remove all rock jackets and sinister young brandishers of personal brands and let the soca vibe wash MTV world clean. It's true - Chalkie takes the gold at Soca Expo Welt once more, most recently in 2009.

If you feel you're suddenly big on the soca & calypso vibe, you should also download this album by »Composer«. Good blog to wise up on the calypso mindset. So much to learn. Hard to adopt straightforward tropic mindset. Easy to kick back on a regular basis. Easy to relate to in-the-pocket muted guitar panned 100% right. Not easy to combine into mellow, everyday lifestyle.

»People all over the Caribbean and Europe anxiously await the work of The Master.«
- Darwin King on the rear cover

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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Masryat vol. 1 & 3: »Egyptian New Wave«

Here are two tapes that I purchased in Dahab, Egypt this summer. Apparently it is part of a series called Masryat and the label is called D.J. Recording. If anyone should come across other releases in this series I would be very interested to hear them.

Masryat vol. 1 is called The Art of Pink Floyd and is a cover of Pink Floyd hits from the Wall and other albums. Lots of really strong build-ups, heavy on Egyptian flavour flutes, vocals, and samplings. Very strong music. Must be strong to listen. Heavy on your brain. Strong emotions abound. A odeuor of musk and sand ensues around you. Big desert. Aggresion. So dark and mystical. Fazed by desparation. Saved by joyeus Spanish guitar solo communicating heavily with strong rhythmic backtrack. Friendly faces, smiling.

Masryat vol. 3 is called Art of Jazz and features original compositions. Egyptian musiscians don't shy away from utilizing their probably wide and moist fingers to press some important/holy combination of keys on a keyboard sampler and bring about some obvious basslines and hooky guitar soloes. Makes you say things like Off course ! and They don't make that kind of bassline anymore. The track Orientation has a very strong bassline and guitar solo. Probably even better with mellow company and ingenious yet salty amuse bouches. Even though this is an informal gathering everybody must have a smooth vibe. Vibe is enstronged by well-timed sample of waves rolling over the shore. Sudden & furious off-beat communication. Bass player makes long and well-deserved solo. Like putting gasoline in your car. Drummer seems eager to express the knowledge of the sad eyes of a dying fish that has been swept up on land. Facts of life.

Download Masryat vol. 1: Art of Pink Floyd at or
Download Masryat vol. 3: Art of Jazz at or

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Bent Jacobsen »Bøsse«

This record is from 1975 and is about being a male gay person facing tough challenges such as society and other gay men. This record has that specially nice analog sound of being a gay male in the 1970s. The drumming is good. There is generally an out-there welcoming "lets talk this difficult yet interesting topic over in a musical and adolescent way"-kind of vibe. There's even a little pedal steel guitar on one track. That pedal steel guitar solo is great. There's another general vibe of "stop giving gay people a hard time" implicit in some of the lyrics, which may strike those of us who do not usually give gay males a hard time as a little unjustified. Times were different back then. Traffic wasn't so dangerous as it is today for example. Back then sometimes someone would write and record a song where the lyrics only meant what they said. It is not a multi-story parking lot complex of ironic entanglements. A lot has changed since the record was released. What?

There's also a little solo that sounds like a sitar. Sometimes the organ player does some playful call/response thing with the vocal melody. That's really good.

Typical of its time included with this LP was a booklet with chords and anatomically frivoulous croquis style pencil drawings of male bodies engaging in ingenious modes of sex. This is included with the download.

The record also asks the essential question: How do you know you're not gay if never tried to kiss a man? I would like to extend that question to all-sex readers of this blog.

As far as I recall there's a skip/jump 2 or 3 places in this rip, just deal with that.

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Opgang 2 »Kender du Janne?«

This album is the reason I started this blog. It is really a rocking album. It is sung in Danish by young adolescents who are elaborating at detailed length about what its like to be unemployed in the early eighties. Their lyrics are full of details that are usually left out of normal pop-like songs. If you are reading this text in English, you are probably more likely to appreciate the tight wooly-sweater clad music teacher style of guitar playing, the tight drumming and all that nice analog tone of sound of being young and on welfare. I found this at the library and decided to re-record it onto the world.

Opgang 2 (meaning roughtly Entrance 2) was a hang-out place where young people could pursue all kinds of activities. Faced with unemployment and meaningless they went on to write and record and album of songs about their experiences. We should all be grateful they did.

I came across the album while one day hanging out at the library. I was waiting for the librarian to bring me a book that was stashed away in storage. Threwn across a keyboard at one of the citizens use computers was a pamphlet about youths and unemployment in the 80s. Having been both young (4 y.o.) and umemployed in the eighties I could immediately relate and picked up the pamphlet. One of the chapters was about this record. The last sentence of the chapter about Opgang 2 read: "The record about Janne never sold a lot as it was released during a boom of christmas records."

Let that serve as a hint of advice to all releasers of records.

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