Download-Palooza

Nearing the start of a warm summer, musical festival propaganda is starting to heat up. The time when music becomes full swing in every fan’s heart. It’s a fantasy world of every type of music that is on the scene. Bonnaroo and Lollapalooza are still the major music festivals for great music. Also there are several new to the summer festival line-up this year like, Rothbury Music Festival in Michigan. But the main one that I always attend is Perry Farrel’s Lollapalooza. The lead singer of great bands like Porno for Pyros and Jane’s Addiction has come up with a line up with interesting new relevance to the music industry. Two of the three headliners for the festival are Nine Inch Nails and Radiohead. Both bands decided to make and release their new albums off their websites. When these festivals make the industry the most money, Lolla’s headliners revolt. Even though NIN and Radiohead are performing there are plenty other artists that should be named; Lupe Fiasco, Bloc Party, and The Raconteurs.

The most exciting band to see on this year’s lineup is the stylistic fabloo band, Tally Hall. With an industrial release of “Marvin’s Marvelous Mechanical Museum”, the title based off a weird museum made of the most random and exciting artifacts, broke way to fame. An album that ranges from harmonic vocals to a collection of the most intelligent lyricists today, Tally Hall will revive your musical yearning of creative music. In 2004, Andrew Horowitz who sings and plays numerous instruments won the John Lennon Scholarship of Music Writing for “Good Day”. The band is creative in so many ways that they even produce many webisodes of concerts and comedic videos on their YouTube site. Even each band member is creative with at each performance while calming fame by a different color tie ( Rob=Yellow, Zubin=Blue, Joe=Red, Andrew=Green, and Ross=Grey). So see these guys at Lollapalooza for their own hits and covers of Biz Markie’s “Just a Friend” and Fatboy Slims, “Praise You.” They already are a hit on YouTube with 42 videos so check them out and get their new studio re-release of “Marvin’s Marvelous Mechanical Museum”.

sunday afternoon soul

My elementary school years were marked by a horrific fear of all teachers. I don’t know exactly where it stemmed from, but I was desperate to avoid being called on. Mrs. Huber’s third grade class was particularly terrifying; she wore rubber finger grips that made her look like some demented flea market vendor. At age 9, this was the manifestation of my greatest dread. Rumor had it that she threatened Kevin from the grade above us with a letter opener.

When I came home from Mrs. Huber’s third grade class, all I cared about was escaping our gray Plymouth Voyager and making a beeline to my room to tune into to my favorite station, Oldies 103.3 KLOU. It was no different from every homogenized Clear Channel trash pile you can see hawked at 3 am as a compilation by some inoffensive, moderately attractive middle-aged woman on a Time Life infomercial, but it owned a special place in my weekday afternoon anxiety-cleansing sessions.

Gary Puckett: Stand-in for Siegfried and Roy.

So much of what KLOU played is elevator music to the modern listener; it’s impossible for me to listen to many of these songs without an immediate instinct to change the dial. Like Gary Puckett. I fucking hate Gary Puckett.

It’s the gripe that remains with most oldies stations: how do you manage variety with a playlist that has been static for 40 years?

A while back, I happened upon a massive compilation of 60s and 70s funk and soul cuts from the West Coast called “What It Is!: Funky Soul and Rare Grooves.” There are contributions from all-stars like Aretha, Young-Holt Unlimited, Earth Wind & Fire and Curtis Mayfield, and then there are numbers from only slightly less reputable acts such as Rasputin’s Stash, Cold Grits, the Mystic Moods and Fred Wesley & the Horny Horns. It was all so familiar, yet I’d never heard it; a goldmine of dusty vinyl and lost bass grooves. I was hooked.

From that day on I’ve had an insatiable appetite for all this music that I’ve missed and rediscovering songs that I never really thought twice about. How can I give two shits about this week’s myspace sensation? There’s just so much homework to be done! It just puts into perspective how much great music has been made that is on the brink of oblivion until a Kanye or J Dilla (RIP) samples it, and I have this fear that it’s all being buried in the media overload.

Every Sunday, when I’m finally devoid of all obligations and worries and my Sabbath guilt holds sway, I lay on my bed, comfortably adorn my headphones, pop on my Sunday Afternoon Soul playlist and find that freedom, that pure relief and joy like I felt when I came home from Mrs. Huber’s third grade class. I risk sounding like I’m advertising for Pure Moods here, but these moments have been the closest I’ve felt to something spiritual in a long time. There is nothing I look forward to or relish more than this hour or two I have alone with Al Green or Eddie Kendricks or Otis Redding. And I’d like to share it with you.

Every once in a while, I’ll come up with a few of my old (new) favorites. In turn, you’ll reserve them strictly for Sunday afternoon listening.

Sunday Afternoon Soul, Volume 1

Read about the songs after the jump.