Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Ultra Miami 2011

Ok damn - what a week at SXSW. So many great times were had. Thanks to Prince Klassen and MC for all the hospitality. Some of the best things I saw were: TV on the Radio, Bun B w Erykah Badu, Shabazz Palaces, Cubic Zirconia, Kingdom, The Suzan, Telephoned, Jubilee, Sabo, Bird Peterson and a bunch of other fun shows. Austin is so boss.

This week is Ultra in Miami, so the madness continues. Uh Oh.

Smalltown will be appearing at two parties, first tonight at Bar for Michna & Lsangres Birthday:





















Then tomorrow night looks like the funnest thing in history. Mad Decent and Trouble & Bass Present: Jump, Jive & Wail, with Paul Devro, Bosco Delray, Drop the Lime and a bunch of other mates. There will be a bunch of special guests and madness ensuing. OMG double drop!





















So see you in Miami - holler at me and we can hit the beach for some weightlifting and rollerskates.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

SXSW 2011

Hey Smalltown DJs are playing a couple of shows this week in Austin, TX for SXSW.

First, tonight at Beso Cantina is the Gigacrate showcase, with U-Tern, Smalltown, Eleven, and a bunch more great djs:






















And tomorrow night it's Do it To it - with Telephoned, Dillon Francis, Bird Peterson, Smalltown, Prince Klassen and Mike 2600.























Both should be super fun, hit me up if you would like to be on the list for either, then we can go for late night tacos. TACOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

STARS & MUSCLES 10 MIXXY




Dudes & dudettes, we are back once again, on March 26th, and as always, we are super stoked to bring you another night where we get to jam hard to our favorite party in town with our favorite peoples. It's been a crazy year so far. Lately, we've been busy doing the damn thing from constantly being on the road touring to spending many hours in the studio making the perfect tune (Stars & Muscles EP. coming soon), so there are lots of exciting things to get aroused about, and of course you're all part of it.

In the meantime, Let's celebrate episode 10. Stars & Muscles jammy jam is a fun party, you better ask somebody! We deliver nothing but the goods right where it counts and by that we mean the real schitt, no gimmicks - strictly gems from boogie-funk, disco, house and all the classics, new & old. We don't have to explain this all the time, just come, bring your hormones & a good crew and come dance with a cutie or two. Fuck a TigerBlood, we got that Williams Blood.

Come before 11pm or a meet and greet with our pal, The Joker. Can't wait to see you again. Let's Get Gooey! B.Y.O.S.**
**Bring Your Own Sweat

Download the new mix and have a dance party.

STARS & MUSCLES 10 Mix by DJ Pump & Wax Romeo
TRACKLIST:
Man Friday - Winners (Larry Levan demo mix)
Royal Cash - Radioactivity
In Flagranti - Brash And Vulgar
Wax Romeo - I Hope I Get The Mumps
Punks Jump Up - Blockhead (Symbol One remix)
Orgue Electronique - Texas, Brooklyn, Heaven
George Morel - Let's Groove
Maxxi Soundsystem - Criticize
Hercules And Love Affair - My House (Stopmakingme remix)
Mercury - Spiritual (Tom Trago remix)
In Flagranti - Hollow Discourse
Tim Deluxe - It Just Won't Do (Diskjokke remix)
Dionigi - X Funk
Irene Cara - Breakdance (dub)
Macho - Not Tonight (Ballroom edit)
Laid Back - Cocaine Cool
Dennis Ferrer - Red Room
Cyber People - Polaris

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Something About England: A California Girl in London... Part Two

Material for this column is developing faster than I can write it! Every single day spent in this city brings new excitement and stories for the books. Still, I'm continuing to back track and get it all up to date, so off we go!


Shooting for the current cover of Guitar World, I assisted Ross Halfin on a shoot with Jeff Beck. I am certainly a fan, and though I had seen him on my last jaunt in London, this was first time we were formally introduced. And I could not say lovelier things about the man... As he walked in, I was amazed by his understated presence. No air about him, no frills at all... As he posed with his newly repainted Strat, he fiddled with the strings. I grinned behind my hands and thought of how jealous my dad would be in that moment... Intimately jamming and "shooting the shit", as they say. He was noticeably uncomfortable at the beginning at the shoot, but he eventually grew relaxed.  It was incredible how once he got comfortable and hit the right poses, he just looked like such a star. All of a sudden, there was a presence about him - that certain quality just emanated from him. We posed for photos and he blew me a kiss on his way out the door, as I sipped my tea. Its wonderful when people are exactly how you'd like them to be. Though a bit shy, once comfortable and among friends, Jeff Beck is warm, gracious and funny. As lovely a man as he is a guitar player.


The evening was topped off by more memorable viewing, which led Ross to tell me, "I think you need to go to bed, you're having too fun of a day." Indeed. I went to bed feeling utterly giddy.


























Life in London continued on with Anita Pallenberg sightings in Mayfair when in a cab to YSL, getting ridiculously excited any moment the sun is out, watching unreleased footage of amazing bands and trying not to smile like an idiot, wandering around museums, when the sun streams into the kitchen and music is blasting, using the Small Faces as a marvelously effective "getting dressed up to go out" soundtrack, memorable nights out including visits to enchanting locations and conversation worth remembering. The gang temporarily debunked to America and I made a quick visit to my homeland, Los Angeles, but I must admit it only made me appreciate London more upon arriving...


Just a few days after arriving back in London, a lovely collection of people gathered at the Charlotte Street Hotel to sign Sojourner: Ross Halfin Travels. Mister Halfin himself, the always dashing Mister Page, the endlessly charming Baron Wolman, Catherine and Nick Roylance of Genesis Publications, always witty Kaz, and the subtly hilarious Dave Brolan. Such extraordinary company! It was wonderful to be surrounded not only by people I've come to know well, but also by people who are so incredible at the jobs they do. I looked around and thought, "Every single one of these people are absolutely brilliant at what they do." Instead of feeling intimidated or insuperior, I felt so damn proud. I want to soak up every ounce of it and glean all that I can. After a remarkable dinner, shared apple strudel, and a bit of jasmine tea, we even spotted Martin Sheen, in town for one reason or another. Such a wondrous evening... Should be more like it.


Until next time... With tales of interviewing Sir Cliff Richard, David Gest and Lamont Dozier to boot!

Saturday, March 12, 2011

A lengthy, comprehensive piece on the Faces I can't be bothered to think of a witty title for.


"You fancy comin' over and we'll have a little play?" said bassist Ronnie Lane, as he nervously propositioned a jam to Ron Wood. Lane was uncertain and directionless, as he and fellow Small Faces, Kenney Jones and Ian McLagan, had recently been abandoned by Steve Marriott. After combining pop, rock and roll and psychedelia, Steve Marriott grew tired of being viewed as a "pop star". He'd wasted no time in teaming up with The Herd's Peter Frampton, drummer Jerry Shirley, and Spooky Tooth bassist Greg Ridley, to create the bluesy, soulful sounds of Humble Pie.

Ron Wood, a fan of the Small Faces, was distraught to hear that the band, without the presence of Marriott, had dissolved. Though Lane was a stranger to him, Wood acquired his phone number and expressed his disappointment over the band's inactivity. Wood gladly took up the offer to play, though the shy and unfamiliar duo played with their backs to each other. Soon, Wood and the remaining Small Faces began rehearsing in a warehouse in South London owned by the Rolling Stones. Ronnie Lane was a close friend of Ian Stewart, pianist and Stones roadie, who allowed them to occupy the warehouse rent-free. They were occasionally joined by other London musicians of the day, but it quickly became evident that the core group was made up of Wood on guitar, Jones on drums, Lane on bass, and McLagan on keys. Wood, still involved with the Jeff Beck Group as a bassist, brought along the group's vocalist. In walked a young Steve Marriott devotee, with rooster hair and burgeoning confidence. He was called Rod Stewart and he wasn't allowed past the top of the stairs. Frightful of recruiting another egotistical singer with dreams of going solo, the group only allowed Stewart to listen from the control room. Though, in due time, Stewart was eventually invited to join them. Suddenly, their buoyant, spontaneous jams were serious business. It may have taken two men to fill the void left by the explosive Steve Marriott, but Wood and Stewart, armed with their experiences as blues rock matriarchs in the Jeff Beck Group, were well-equipped for the job. After a formal invitation was extended to Stewart, the Small Faces became the Faces and history was ready to be made.


By the time the Faces emerged from the Bermondsey Street basement, their identity was formed: a sublime juxtaposition of jovial debauchery, drenched in raw rhythm and blues. A liquor-laden band, they were never short of a laugh, but always capable of crafting soul-stirring music. They soon set about capturing this air of merriment on record. Their self-produced debut album, entitled First Step, was released on Warner Brothers Records in March of 1970. More focused on capturing a vibe than documenting precision, the album is not their strongest effort. Still, standout tracks include the first of many Ronnie Lane penned ballads,  "Devotion," and the boisterous "Three Button Hand Me Down", boasting Lane's sensational bass playing. Also featured is "Around the Plynth", a rewritten take on the Jeff Beck Group classic "Plynth", laden with invigorating slide guitar from Wood. "Flying", with its slow buildup, paints a clear portrait of each musician's strength - with the bass high in the mix, glowing organ, tasteful guitar, powerful drumming, and Stewart's ever-raspy nodes, rhapsodizing with gospel backing vocals, courtesy of his can-do-all band mates. The interplay between Ron Wood's sky-scraping slide and Ian McLagan's luminous organ end the track on a high note.

The following year, 1971, was a grand one for the Faces. The beginning of the year saw the release of Long Player, also self-produced. While haphazardly compiled, the album sufficiently captures the magnificently frisky and lively aura that emanates from their music. The vivid, warm and playful "On the Beach" excels at just that. "Richmond,' Lane's lilting ode to the verdant London town, showcases the serene and sensitive songwriting he did so well. Occupying a large portion of Long Player is a take on Big Bill Broonzy's jiving classic "I Feel So Good," a perfect depiction of their enthralling stage presence and heavy audience participation.

Also released that year, was Rod Stewart's third solo album, Every Picture Tells a Story. With the Faces' musicianship featured heavily throughout, it boasts their trademark spirited and careening sway. The accidental hit single "Maggie May," originally included as a B-side to the Tim Hardin penned "Reason to Believe," made Stewart a coveted solo act. Though this feat would conclude in the group's untimely demise, they continued to go from strength to strength in 1971.




























They concluded the year with the release of their strongest studio effort, and by far the most
 successful, A Nod Is as Good as a Wink... To a Blind Horse. Of their four studio releases, A Nod Is as Good as Wink... is surely the most eloquently compiled, feeling more like a consummate album than its two predecessors. This is perhaps due to the aid of Glyn Johns, their first co-producer. In addition to their rousing hit anthem "Stay with Me," the album contains the humor and charm of Ronnie Lane on "You're So Rude," a forlorn look at romance with "Love Lives Here," and the brilliant closer, "That's All You Need". A true Ronnie Lane gem, "Debris," also shines. When Lane harmonizes with Stewart, the song reaches a superlative moment. Though Rod Stewart is noted as one of the finest vocalists in rock and roll and beyond, Lane's ethereal composition stands up remarkably. Rounding out the album's highlights is "Too Bad," a jaunty rock and roll number complete with boogie woogie piano, inviting group vocals, and a driving groove. The album comprehensively captures the band's energy, acting as the greatest studio documentation of the band's musicianship and enchantingly playful atmosphere.

Though 1971 was a peak year for the Faces, the following year was not quite as successful. Despite touring extensively and receiving enthusiastic reception, Rod Stewart's focus on his next solo outing, Never a Dull Moment, resulted in growing tension within the band. His solo success was beginning to eclipse the band's own success, with the album's lead single "You Wear It Well" becoming a hit on both sides of the Atlantic. Never a Dull Moment would be the last Rod Stewart album to feature every member of the Faces.

The band returned to the studio for 1973's Ooh La La. Stewart had grown increasingly distant from the group now being listed in concert as "Rod Stewart and the Faces," a moniker that became a bane to the other members of the band. Plagued by his frequent absence, the album's recording was held together by the presence of producer Glyn Johns and the talent of Ronnie Lane. The album's opener "Silicone Grown," co-written by Stewart and Wood, conveys the uptempo vitality Stewart simply could not achieve on his own. "Cindy Incidentally," an infectiously grooving pop song, provides a highlight of the band's recording career. While the wistful hymn of love "If I'm Late on the Side" combines the tender songwriting skills of Lane and Stewart's own romanticism. Still, it is Lane on  his own that shines most. The delicate and soothing "Glad and Sorry," coupled with the endearingly tranquil "Just Another Honky" demonstrate his preeminent song-crafting abilities. Drawing the curtain of the band's recording career is the perfectly quaint title track, with a charmingly flawed vocal performance by Ron Wood. His brusque yet sprightly delivery represent the ravishing dichotomy that defined the Faces: boozy but never sloppy, limitlessly frisky but always on it musically. "Ooh La La" captures their playful, relatable allure - with no help from Stewart, mind you.


Though it took the Faces essentially two years to disband after the release of Ooh La La, their respective interests were clearly rooted elsewhere. Ronnie Lane left the group in 1973, beginning a solo career the following year. He was replaced by Tetsu Yamauchi, on the suggestion of Free's Simon Kirke. 1974 saw the release of Ron Wood's I've Got My Own Album to Do, the title a jab at Rod Stewart's lack of interest in the Faces, and Stewart's critically panned Smiler. As Stewart became further infatuated with pop music and America, Wood was becoming closely acquainted with the Rolling Stones, with Keith Richards taking up residence in his guest house. The Faces continued to tour, with a lacklustre live album entitled Coast to Coast released early in the year. Though they dabbled in the studio, accompanied by Yamauchi for the first time, it resulted in just one single. Their final offering, "You Can Make Me Dance, Sing or Anything," was released in November of 1974, with "As Long As You Tell Him" as a B-side.

The Faces toured America twice in 1975, with Wood carrying on guitarist duties for the Rolling Stones between tours. December of 1975 saw Stewart announcing the end of the Faces, unbeknownst to his hardly nonplussed band mates. A prospective Faces tour was canceled, with Stewart taking up residency in America with the new beauty on his arm, Britt Ekland. Wood became a full time member of the Rolling Stones, becoming predominately a rhythm guitarist, with his distinctive skill as a lead guitarist being forgotten. While Ronnie Lane became a modest solo act, before being stricken with multiple sclerosis. His illness prompted the star-studded ARMS concerts in 1983, bringing together such luminaries as Jimmy Page, Jeff Beck, and Eric Clapton in London and across America. Following the death of Keith Moon, Kenney Jones acted as his replacement in the Who from 1979 to 1982. Ian McLagan frequently appeared with the Rolling Stones and continues to carry on a successful career as a session musician. The various guises worn by each of the Faces may near exceed the music itself in levels of notoriety, but their succeeding work is frankly dull when compared to the magic concocted by the Faces.

Though they were only active for six years and released just four studio albums, for such a group of raw talent, the Faces stand as the greatest testament to their respective talents. Influencing bands as diverse as the Sex Pistols (Glen Matlock got the gig as bassist after performing Lane's remarkable contribution to "Three Button Hand Me Down"), the Replacements, Oasis, and Pearl Jam, their remarkable imprint on rock and roll has not been forgotten. Their recent reunions, even with Simply Red singer Mick Hucknall in the place of Rod Stewart, were warmly received. They could do it all, from soul serenades to boogie rave-ups, and they did it adorned with five sloppy grins. Their joyous and swaggering bravado coupled with their freewheeling, reckless spirit remain timelessly charming. Along with their underrated musicianship, you have the perfect recipe for a sublime rock and roll band. And they were.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Thee Mike B Cannonballz Mix




















Mike B is one of our favorite people and djs and producers. He always comes correct and he is funny which is very important. He just made this awesome Cannonballz mix for the Sunday night he does at Drais in LA with Fashen. You can download by clicking the arrow on the right of the embedded player below. It's sooper good! Go Mike! Music rules!


(thee) Mike B - Cannonballz Mix FebMar 2011 by theemikeb

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Something About England: A California Girl in London... Part One

When I entered this glorious city for only the second time, on the eve of the new year, I was expected only to stay for a month. Once given a taste of a life one could only dream of, I knew I had to stay as long as I could. I had intended to write a wrap-up of every spellbinding adventure upon returning home to Los Angeles, but now, I'll be damned if I do return on a permanent basis. Still, it would be criminal for me to not document what is shaping up to be a fascinating time of my life. Its my coming of age, its my dreams coming true... Its everything this blog was ever supposed to lead to. These things must be documented. So, I'm trolling through photos, Twitter updates, and the like, which document what a dizzying whirlwind of magic these past two months have been. Things are only going up from here... And I plan on writing about every moment of it.




From strolling through museums - bursting with knowledge and brimming with charm, to drinks in Soho and dinners in the West End... Ringing in the new year, celebrating my birthday... Coming home as the sun comes up, trekking across muddy Hampstead Heath at 6am, as festivities only begin to ensue... Introducing Indian cuisine to my appetite, sitting cross-legged on the floor reading every old issue of Rolling Stone in leather-bound form... Bites, lambs and piranhas, new music entering my realm constantly... Running into Noel Fielding in Soho, transatlantic Pet Sounds dance marathons via video chat, meeting Monsieur Page for coffee, Bungalow 8 nights, decadent cab rides through London at the break of dawn... Those magnificently frequent moments of realising everything is as I dreamt it and I am so. fucking. happy.





Richard Thompson at the Royal Festival Hall, 18th of January
Thompson, while a phenomenal guitar player with an ever-distinctive tone, tends to meander. Though his songs carry a wondrous mood, quite sensuous and romantic, they contain no substance. Unfortunately, the songs I found pleasurable a few minutes in were then extended far too long, and made boring. His band were sublime, each taking a solo on the amorous "Al Bowlly's in Heaven", but again... Those solo, for the most part, tended to stray. Thompson also made the distinct error of playing his entire new album as the first half in a two-part set. Can I just say, I loathe when acts do this. Still, all in all, my respect for Thompson swelled after the show, I would just advise tidying up his live act...


Thin Lizzy at Hammersmith Apollo, 23rd of January
Thin Lizzy, instantly reminiscent of my father, leaving me surprised at how many songs I knew! Musicianship was certainly present, but a spark was not... Perhaps the notable absence of the late, great Phil Lynott was where they went wrong. Ricky Warwick, despite his most laudable attempts, could not duplicate "Black Elvis". The band got a bit solo-happy, though this pleased the masses of older gentlemen, all looking touched and elated by the sight. Any half-decent moments were ruined by the fact that the band played for far too long. The show certainly didn't send me spiraling into Thin Lizzy obsession, though it did a damn good job of making me appreciate what they were in their day.




Until next time, with stories of assisting Ross Halfin, shooting Jeff Beck, a trip to Los Angeles, the signing of Sojourner: Ross Halfin Travels by Genesis Publications, Jeff Beck party with a Ronnie Wood cameo, Foo Fighters at Dingwalls, and beginning work for Mojo Magazine... As I said, a new chapter is unfolding in my life, and I plan on taking you all on this adventure with me. This blog is about to get some life pumped into it... Alas!

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

I've Got My Own Album to Do, Ronnie Wood, 1974


The scene: The Wick, Ronnie Wood's lavish home, nestled in London's verdant Richmond. With Keith Richards holed up in the guest house and a revolving door of the most talented musicians of the day, creative energy was certainly bubbling at the Wick. Though the same could not be said for Wood's main responsibility: the Faces. With Rod Stewart becoming increasingly distracted by his promising solo career, the Faces had been left to flounder in 1974. For I've Got My Own Album to Do, Wood rallied together a sensational group of talent, to stunning results. Recorded in his basement studio, the album is a standout of the time. By 1974, Rod Stewart's solo graces had nearly left him and the Rolling Stones, the band Wood would soon join, had suffered under the strains of Keith Richards' spiraling heroin addiction. I've Got My Own Album to Do puts a lid on the striking output that had stemmed from the involved Faces and Stones, beginning in roughly 1968. Unfortunately, it was all downhill from there.

The album commences with "I Can Feel the Fire", co-written with Mick Jagger and telling of the collective influence of the moment: reggae. With exaggerated Jagger backing vocals and heavy organ, the song showcases Wood's sublime skills as a collaborative songwriter. Also written during the same session was "It's Only Rock 'n' Roll", clearly proving Wood fit right in with the Stones. Within a year, Wood would join the Stones on their 1975 Tour of America, temporarily bouncing between guitar duties with the Faces, who also toured that year. The Faces' live take of "I Can Feel the Fire", including on Five Guys Walk Into a Bar, stands as my favorite rendition.

George Harrison scarcely wrote songs collaboratively, but for the follow-up number, "Far East Man", the respectively lush guitar works of Harrison and Wood come together gracefully. Also included on Harrison's solo album of that year, Dark Horse, Wood's version encapsulates the uniquely hazy and lulling atmosphere found on I've Got My Own to Album to Do. The relaxed energy of the recording is limitlessly engaging. As their slinky guitar flirt around each other and Harrison's backing vocals peak through Wood's bonhomie delivery, it is as tranquil as it is quaint.


"Mystifies Me", Wood's radiant paean to his then-wife Krissy, carries on the aforementioned lulling atmosphere, though this time written independently. For many musicians accustomed to being a band, going solo doesn't suit their musicianship. They enjoy getting comfortably lost in the shuffle and melding into one. For Wood, though certainly not a front man, working solo benefits his playing, rather than hindering it. His solos take on a careless air, transcending to a soulful place neither the Faces nor the Stones have access to. He is allowed to take each note to places it must go, without having to mind when the next organ solo, drum solo, or bass solo will arise. Having utter control over the composition of the tracks is nothing but a gift for Wood. Though that isn't to say that Rod Stewart's featured backing vocals on this number do not absolutely elevate its quality.

Also featuring Stewart, "Take a Look at the Guy" is certainly a jiving, rollicking number, worthy of any Faces record and, in fact, frequently included in their live sets. Still, while this is certainly a compliment, it does work against the track. It is purely ordinary, failing to boast the stately ambiance that make the album a gem.

But as the track coolly fades into the luminous "Act Together", the album reaches a superlative moment. Credited as a Jagger/Richards composition, it certainly has the strength and soul of the duo's best efforts. With Richards on synthesizers, integrating with Ian McLagan's tasteful organ, it accomplishes everything the Faces or the Stones failed to accomplish in 1974, and it does it beautifully. Richards' disheveled backing vocals blend marvelously with Wood's equally discordant delivery. The two rely solely on emotion, not technique. When they throw over the Stones-esque gospel back-up singers, the track can get no more dazzling... "Act Together" stands as a lost gem in the era's back catalog.

Performing as Ronnie Wood and Friends at Kilburn, 1974. Released as a DVD entitled "The First Barbarians"

Unfortunately, its immediate successor, "Am I Grooving You", penned by sixties impresarios Bert Russell and Jeff Barry, does not stand up quite as nicely. While a funky and slinky number, with grunts and groans from Mick Jagger, it simply does about as much for me as similar Stones tracks of the time... At first prompting a bit of hip swiveling, the song eventually grows monotonous.

"Shirley", an odd proposition for the eponymous lass to be Wood's secretary, is similarly prosaic. Both tracks are occasionally entrancing, but overall are suitably forgettable. Five and a half minutes of Wood proposing that Shirley "take some notes, keep in touch with people" isn't exactly appealing.

The album picks back up with "Cancel Everything", an illuminating tome about love and long distance communication. From the elegant movement of the guitar, as the track slowly ascends, flirting with the shuffling rhythm, combined with the grand, explosive vocals... To the primitive nature of the record and Wood's unabashed compassion... It all comes together in a way that is just meaningful. The pure vulnerability of the track and the raw sweetness of it all are unrivaled when conveyed with such splendorous musicianship. Sensitive, yet sensual, unrefined, yet perfectly executed - the song is everything a great recording should be.

Typically, a solo record means one will take all lead vocals and showcase their talents foremost. Still, as he's proven, Ronnie Wood does nothing in an orthodox fashion. For the Jagger/Richards penned "Sure The One You Need", Richards himself takes on lead vocal duties. Together with Wood, the guitar slinging pair showcase their "ancient form of weaving". The track isn't bad by any standards, still, I frankly find the "ancient form of weaving" rather bland. The most exhilarating moments on the record stem from Wood seamlessly diving into solos and embellishing the songs with ornamental licks. Yet, the "ancient form of weaving" seems to be a tried and true method for the exuberant coupling. My distaste for the trite shuffling makes "Sure The One You Need" stand as no more than a second rate Stones track from a third rate era.

Luckily, Rod Stewart accompanies Wood for the stirring "If You Gotta Make a Fool of Somebody". As Wood's guitar soars with sleek and sinuous tonality, Stewart ardently enriches the dulcet number. The song perfectly combines the stark melancholy of heartache with the raw warmth of the record. Wood manages to showcase Stewart's strength without placing him in the forefront, carrying on the album's merry tradition of rearranging musicians in a fashion that is anything but normal. This album overall stands as a fly-on-the-wall look at a productive, months-long bender at the Wick - perfectly capturing the elusive energy that surrounds the musicians' unguarded moments.

The album closes with "Crotch Music", a funky rave-up that fails to penetrate in any area. Clocking in at six minutes, the tune goes nowhere, though thankfully, it doesn't seem to try. Suitable for nowhere but the tail end, classify it as album filler...


While perhaps not Exile on Main St or A Nod Is as Good as a Wink..., I've Got My Own Album to Do is a striking portrait of a transitional moment in rock and roll history. With Wood traipsing the world with one of the era's most exciting groups, while being courted by the most legendary, this album captures the interesting aura surrounding the man about town. Playful, rousing and poignant, Wood seamlessly collected his most talented cohorts and created an album that's both playful and intimate. Hats off to you, Ronnie.

Bird Peterson - Smalltown Romeo Remix






















We just did a remix for Bird Peterson's massive new single on Teenage Riot Records called The Bad Atom. We warped it into a old school sounding breaks number complete with hip-hop tempo breakdown. The 90s! You can check it out and/or buy it at one of the links below - thanks!

DOWNLOAD ON ITUNES

Also on Juno:


PARTY MOTION MIXY

Hey kinkies, it's almost spring, so that's kinda neat, even if it is colder than a polar bear's handcuffs that he keeps in the freezer, just in case. At any rate, in order to tide you over until the sun grows a pair, here's a mixy we did to promote our single on Plant Music called "Party Motion". You can grab it by clicking on the down-arrow on the left of the player below.

Party Motion Mixy by Plant Music

Tracklist:
1. Scientist - Your Teeth In My Neck
2. Talking Heads - Girlfriend Is Better (Bit Funk Edit)
3. Cole Medina - Buffalo Bill
4. Chicken Lips - Loty
5. In Flagranti - Relax (Cover)
6. Hrdvsion - Captivated Heart
7. Tittsworth - Molly's Party (DJ Wool dub)
8. Eli Escobar - Love Thing pt. 1 (Eli Rework)
9. Dj Le Roi Feat. Roland Clark - I Get Deep
10. Green Velvet - La La Land (Pleasurekraft 'Sideshow' remix)
11. Evil Nine - Silent Runner
12. Murphy Jax Feat. Mike Dunn - It's The Music (Alden Tyrell remix)
13. Bobmo - My House
14. Sovnger - Breathless (Alex Gopher Niight Mix)
15. Gesaffelstein - Atmosphere
16. Wax Romeo - I Hope I Fall Down The Stairs (Smalltown DJs remix)
17. Punks Jump Up - Blockhead (Edit)
18. Hrdvsion - Right And Tight
19. The Risks - Risks Tune
20. Firefly - Don't Be A Fool

We didn't even put the actual track on the mix, SO...here's a link to download the shit-hot remix our good pal, Malente did for us, which you can grab below by right-clicking (or ctrl-clicking on mac), and selecting "save":

Smalltown Romeo - Party Motion (Malente remix)

And just in case you haven't seen the video, here it is: