Press release as sent.
Hi
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Spring is here and the Summer’s gonna be a one of a Hot BBQ Party every day !!!!! so welcome MAMA ROSIN From Geneva Switzerland with their new Album of Fulminate Cajun music.. those Cats catapults Cajun into the new generation !!!!
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BAND: MAMA ROSIN
ALBUM TITLE: brule lentement
Original Release Year : MARCH 27. 2009
Formate : LP/CD
DIRECT Order : http://www.voodoorhythm.com/VR1255.htm
WHOLESALE: http://www.voodoorhythm.com/distribution.htm
HOMEPAGE: http://www.voodoorhythm.com/MAMA%20ROSIN.html
MYSPACE: http://www.myspace.com/mamarosin
HI RES PICTURE 2009 http://www.voodoorhythm.info/IMAGES/PICTURE-MAMA-ROSIN-2009.jpg
HI RES PICTURE 2008 http://www.voodoorhythm.info/IMAGES/PICTURE-MAMA%20ROSIN.jpg
MP3: http://www.voodoorhythm.info/MP3/MAMA%20ROSIN%20-%202.%20LE%20TWO-STEP%20DE%20L%27HARICOT.mp3
Title
1. Où est passé E.C Lenoir ?
2. le two-step de l'haricot
3. je vas mon chemin
4. honky tonky tout le temps
5. la valse des beaux-frères
6. you stole my motorcycle
7. les blues d'Amede
8. le pistolet
9. when the police came
10. eh ti monde
11. dead love rag
12. johny dance
13. bon temps rouler
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RECORD RELEASE TOUR :
Mar 24 2009 RSR avec les Hell’s Kitchen Radio Paradiso, Vaud (CH)
Mar 25 2009 HELSINSKI, release party tour Zurich (CH)
Mar 26 2009 ISC, release party tour mit Delaney Davidson Berne (CH)
Mar 27 2009 + Dos Hermanos and DJ Ecky Unrund Basel, (CH)
Mar 28 2009 Mariaberg with Delaney Davidson & Dos Hermanos Rorschach (CH)
Apr 2 2009 BAG Night w/Demi EVANS au Manège, Spectacles Onésiens Onex, Genève (CH)
Apr 4 2009 Trokson Lyon (fr)
Apr 9 2009 la Javanaise avec kestekop Aiguelèze-Gaillac, Midi-Pyrénées (fr)
Apr 10 2009 L’Usine + Mojomatics Toulouse, Midi-Pyrénées (fr)
Apr 11 2009 Les Voyageurs puymirol, Aquitaine (fr)
Apr 12 2009 "EL BOQUERON" + DJ Looch (The Magnetix) Bordeaux, Midi-Pyrénées (fr)
Apr 13 2009 Epicerie de Tarnac chez Paul Corèze, Limousin
Apr 17 2009 Living Room (VRR crew) -TBC lugano, Tessin (ch)
Apr 23 2009 TBC - Genf ---, Genève (fr)
Apr 30 2009 LINDE Königsfeld-Burgberg (d)
May 2 2009 Substanz Munich (d)
May 3 2009 Cayman Bar Gunzenhausen (d)
May 4 2009 tour germany TBA -----, Berlin (d)
May 5 2009 tour germany TBA ------, Brandenburg (d)
May 6 2009 HIEDE with tee Watzloves ! Hambourg (d)
May 7 2009 Amigo music Delmenhorst (d)
May 9 2009 Drei König’s Keller Frankfurt (d)
May 10 2009 Hausbar Münzgasse 13 Tübingen (d)
May 22 2009 Dirty Water Club @ BOSTON ARMS (uk)
May 23 2009 Pyrate Punx @ THE WINE CELLERS Bath, (uk)
May 24 2009 The Square and Compass - Worth Matravers Dorset, London (uk)
May 24 2009 Stranger Than Paradise/Last Bastion Of Hope @ THE GEORGE Commercial St, London, London and South East (uk)
May 25 2009 London - TBA TBA, London and South East (uk)
Jun 12 2009 festival - TBC ..., Lucerne (cH)
Jun 13 2009 - Private - EPI - fête, Genève (ch)
Jun 20 2009 Broquante Tigel Zürich (ch)
Jun 27 2009 Mama Rosin House - Lucie Festival Carre d’Amont, Genève (ch)
Jul 3 2009 gibloux les nuits blanches - TBC Ogoz, Fribourg (ch)
Jul 11 2009 festival Burgdorf, Berne (ch)
Jul 25 2009 Juke Joint Festival Ravensburg (d)
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DEUTSCH
Mes dames et messieurs, wir präsentieren voller Stolz das zweite Album unseres Genfer Trio MAMA ROSIN: BRULE LENTEMENT: Mhhhhh, that’s CAJUNLICIOUS! Nach Ihrem Debutalbum auf Voodoo Rhythm in 2008 ist viel passiert: Sie tourten sie durch die halbe Welt, standen im Vorprogramm der Stray Cats auf der Bühne, gaben BBC's Marc Lamarr die Ehre und heizten der WM-Eröffnung in Wien ein.
Die Energie und Leidenschaft zur Musik geht auch dieses Mal nahtlos in die 13 Tracks ihrer neuen Scheibe über; ganz getreu dem Motto aus „alt mach neu“: Ein Gumbo alter Cajun und Zydeco Wurzeln, verfeinert und gewürzt mit dem Sound und der Power des neuen Milleniums; Old Deep Lousiana Black Roots treffen auf Velvet Underground und Daniel Johnston! Ebenso live überzeugt das Trio; die ansteckende Spielfreude und Liebe zu Musik, sowie Einflüsse und Elemente aus dem Blues, Karibischer und Afrikanischer Musik, Calypso bis hin zu psychedelischen Klängen macht Mama Rosin zu einem einmaligen Augen- und Ohrenschmaus. Aufnahme und Mastering in den Inside Outside Studios / Italien, Artwork by Lady Black Sally aus Genf.
ENGLISH
Ladies and Gentlemen, with pride we announce MAMA ROSIN's second album "BRULE LENTEMENT: YES! That's CAJELICIOUS!"
Many things have passed since their debut album for Voodoo Rhythm Records in 2008. Tours around the world, (over 120 gigs only in 2008), sharing the stage with the Stay Cats, graceing BCC's Marc Lamarr with their presence and firing up the crowd at the Football Championship Opening in Vienna. and the EXPO 2008 in Zaragoza
Again, their passion and energy flow seamlessly into the 13 new tracks according to the spirit of making old things new:
A gumbo of old Cajun and Zydeco roots, minced and spiced up with the sound and the power of the new Millenium; old Deep Louisiana Black Roots meets Velvet Underground and Daniel Johnston. The album starts with “Où est passé E.C Lenoir”: quite a trip into the world of Cajun. They are searching for Eraste Carriere, the guy of the Freres Carriere (Cajun Legends) then the keep on rocking on “Le Two-Step De L'Haricot” where you can learn how to dance with a bean! For the first time you hear Vanina, the drummer, sings on The Clash inspired “You Stole My Motorcycle” and you find a cover version of the Movie Star Junkies “Dead Love Rag”.
One thing is for sure: They are amazing on stage! You feel their love to many styles of music: From Blues to Calypso, from Psychedelic to African and Caribbean Music. Don’t miss to see and hear them live!
Recorded and mastered at Outside Inside Studios in Italy, cover artwork by Lady Black Sally.
FRENCH
"mesdames et messieurs, avec fierté nous vous annonçons la sortie du deuxième Album du trio Genevois Mama Rosin.... "Brûle Lentement": yes c'est CAJELICICIOUS!"
Beaucoup de choses se sont passés depuis leur première album sur Voodoo Rhythm Record en 2008. Des concerts autour du monde, des scènes partagées avec les Stray Cats, une live session à la BBC-London dans le Mark Lamarr show, et dans des caves rock n' roll les plus sales jusqu'au concert de Vienne lors de l'ouverture du championnat d'Europe de Football, où ils bravèrent les milliers de supporters alcoolisés!
Leurs passions et leurs flows d'energies sont distillés dans 13 nouveaux morceaux explosifs, toujours dans l'idée de faire du neuf avec du vieux: un gumbo de cajun poussiereux et de zydeco, mixé et épicé avec la force d'un nouveau millénaire chaotique dans lequel les profondeurs obscures où s'étalent des racines créole rencontres le Velvet Underground et Daniel Johnston.
Un dernier mot pour dire qu'ils sont incroyables sur scène. Ceux qui les ont vu peuvent sentir leur amours pour ces puissants styles musicaux que sont le blues, le Calypso, le garage psychadélique, les messes africaines et les danses des Caraïbes. Ne les ratez pas en live, ni ne ratez leur nouveau disque"
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26.3.09
7.3.09
The Spin Doctors
"Spin." Don't know why I get it, but I do. I've tried to right for it in the past, but have had no luck. I would try to write reviews breaking in new music, figuring I would have a better chance getting new music covered there than in "Rolling Stone," which I also get for some reason.
"Spin" has never published one of my pieces, though. Ever. One of the last ones I submitted was a few years back and it was for King Kahn and His Shrines' "Three Hairs and You're Mine" on Voodoo Rhythm. It was great Screamin' Jay Hawkins-like music, which, as many of you know, isn't being done these days. "Spin," a magazine that prides itself on exposing readers to new music, turned it down.
I wasn't too upset, though. I didn't really expect "Spin" to publish the review because it only really covers bands that have been floating around underground for years anyway. In other words, by the time it reaches "Spin" it's old news.
Flash forward to the 2/09 issue of the magazine and it's "Big in '09" feature. Page 59. The King Kahn and BBQ Show. Apparently, back when I first tried to expose "Spin" readers to the awesome power of King Kahn, that wasn't good enough. Now, however, years later "Spin" thinks it's time.
Is it any wonder I have no respect for the cutting-edge music magazine?
How can readers trust "Spin" to say music is worth listening to when it is years behind the curve? I'm not musical guru, but I can tell when something is worth watching out for. Ten plus years in music journalism taught me that. "Spin," on the other hand, has a lot left to learn ... but at least it's still light years ahead of "Rolling Stone." That magazine thinks Bruce Springsteen is still relevant.
4.2.09
Voodoo Update
Received the following e-mail. It looks like things are getting better. I'm just running the English one.
dear friends & supporters
First of all i'd like to thank all of you for your support.
we are overwhelmed and humbled by this wave of solidarity.
Here's the lowdown:
The suisa has agreed to re-evaluate their demands based
on papers we have handed relating to their assessment basis.
This will result in much needed relief and it will give us additonal
time to solve the problems at hand.
We'll keep you posted.
Until then we shall remain with the utmost respect and full of gratitude for
your relentless support.
Voodoo Rhythm Benefit shows:
Thursday, 05.02.09
Voodoo Rhythm Benefit Show at L'Ecurie, CH
Pirate Love
Friday, 06.02.09
Voodoo Rhythm Benefit Show at St. Pauli Bar, Zurich, CH
Admiral James T. / Urban Junior / Les ReBelles Burlesque
Wednesday, 11.02.09
Voodoo Rhythm Benefit Show at Usine, Geneve, CH
Sixtyniners
Thursday, 12.02.09
Voodoo Rhythm Benefit Show at Chateau Carton, CH
Zeno Tornado & Boney Google Bros.
Friday, 13.02.09
Voodoo Rhythm Benefit Show at Reithalle, Bern, CH
The Monsters / Allschwil Posse / The Seniles
Big Bang Boogie / The Twobadours
"Sonic Nightmares" DJ Team
Friday, 13.02.09
Voodoo Rhythm Benefit Show at L'Erethik, Nantes, F
Birds Are Alive / New Kids Balnave
DJ's Harry Powell, Pere Pinard, Smalljet
Thursday, 19.02.09
Voodoo Rhythm Benefit Show at ISC, Bern, CH
Reverend Beat Man & Money Losers / Zeno Tornado & Boney Google Bros.
Church Of Herpes DJ Team
Friday, 20.02.09
Voodoo Rhythm Benefit Show at Patronaat, Harlem, NL
Peter Pan Speedrock / Stinky Lou & The Goon Mat / Sixtyniners
The Pedro Delgados / The Sore Loosers / E.T. Explore Me / Low Point Drains /
Lo-Lite
Saturday, 21.03.09 TBA
Voodoo Rhythm Benefit Show in Hasselt, B
El Guapo Stunt Team / 50 Foot Combo
Damned if this doesn't make me wish I lived overseas.
29.1.09
Voodoo Needs Money
It is official. Voodoo Rhythm needs donations fast. Here is the original e-mail I received. It came from Slow Boat Films.
APPEAL FOR FUNDS
Hello, this might be a bit of a strange E-Mail. I have treated bands very fairly since I've started Voodoo Rhythm and have given them their records for cost price so that they could make a solid profit when selling their records on tour (we all know payouts are lousy nowadays). I did approach the SUISA (Copyright Company, musicians' union) and informed them of the nature of my agreement with the bands. Unfortunately I never put it in writing.
Now that is exactly the problem: The SUISA demands payback of a total of 42.500 Swiss Franks (roughly 38.000 US $). Basically they want money for productions that had long been settled. The bitter irony is that bands of course prefer free copies of their album, yet the Suisa is oblivious to this fact and demand the money within 30 days. If we cannot meet their demands we might have to shut down business, since it is completely impossible to for us to raise that kind of money. Therefore we kindly ask for your support. Even if we can pay we will not be able to offer the bands the same deal as before, in spite of the fact that they would much rather get free copies from us as opposed to Suisa money (especially American bands since they don't get any Suisa money at all).
We hope you can help us. We don't want to quit, we want to resume or work and our journey. Plea se transfer funds to the following account and forward this message.
Sincerely,
Reverend Beat-Man
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There was no account listed there, so I e-mailed to see how it could be done. Here's what I received back from Slow Boat:
the site is: wwwv.voodoorhythm.com
it has all the info on the start page.
here the paypal:
paypal:
info@voodoorhythm.com
m.
You can go to www.voodoorhythm.com to learn more. I just got slammed with a phone bill, but I think I may be able to donate some. This is a great label, and it needs to stay afloat. Thanks.
APPEAL FOR FUNDS
Hello, this might be a bit of a strange E-Mail. I have treated bands very fairly since I've started Voodoo Rhythm and have given them their records for cost price so that they could make a solid profit when selling their records on tour (we all know payouts are lousy nowadays). I did approach the SUISA (Copyright Company, musicians' union) and informed them of the nature of my agreement with the bands. Unfortunately I never put it in writing.
Now that is exactly the problem: The SUISA demands payback of a total of 42.500 Swiss Franks (roughly 38.000 US $). Basically they want money for productions that had long been settled. The bitter irony is that bands of course prefer free copies of their album, yet the Suisa is oblivious to this fact and demand the money within 30 days. If we cannot meet their demands we might have to shut down business, since it is completely impossible to for us to raise that kind of money. Therefore we kindly ask for your support. Even if we can pay we will not be able to offer the bands the same deal as before, in spite of the fact that they would much rather get free copies from us as opposed to Suisa money (especially American bands since they don't get any Suisa money at all).
We hope you can help us. We don't want to quit, we want to resume or work and our journey. Plea se transfer funds to the following account and forward this message.
Sincerely,
Reverend Beat-Man
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There was no account listed there, so I e-mailed to see how it could be done. Here's what I received back from Slow Boat:
the site is: wwwv.voodoorhythm.com
it has all the info on the start page.
here the paypal:
paypal:
info@voodoorhythm.com
m.
You can go to www.voodoorhythm.com to learn more. I just got slammed with a phone bill, but I think I may be able to donate some. This is a great label, and it needs to stay afloat. Thanks.
27.1.09
I Could Taste Nothing But Victory
Just when you think you got a handle on the shit, God punches you in the gut and on your way down, does a nice uppercut to your jaw to see if he can loosen a few teeth. That is the way of the world.
A shit night is the best way to sum it up. Sliding deeper into a depression as I put away pieces of my past life. I thought I could make myself feel better by putting on the soundtrack to "The Devil's Rejects." I think it's a perfect movie, and things I consider to be that high of an art (like "Lone Wolf and Cub," "Preacher" and the two "Kill Bill" films) I respect. They also depress me because I don't believe I can ever top them. Here's the kicker, though, for those who haven't seen the film: The movie is violent, but the music is so damn sad (just like the film's ending).
So I slip and I slide, and I try. I try to get back up, and I do, but each time a little further down. I want my old life back. I want my daughter to be happy again. I don't buy the shit that kids get over things. They do, but it sticks. "Things just ain't the same" that song "To Be Treated Right" (also on the soundtrack) goes. They ain't. They never will be.
One foot forward as the rotted limbs of life attempt to pull you back. We all got our battles, our addictions. We either overcome or drown. Worse yet, we just float. How's that go? We all float down here? Yeah, something like that.
I hate feeling this way. I'd rather feel violent. It's a feeling I'm familiar with. Hurt doesn't do well with me. Being closer to forty than thirty and typing with my eyes clouded with tears makes me feel dumb and little. It makes me feel less than what I am. It makes me feel human, and I can't stand that.
So, yeah, listening to that soundtrack was a bummer. Having my girl choose to spend the night elsewhere sucked. Hearing that Voodoo Rhythm Records may go under saddened me. Trying to eat and not being able to keep food down made me think of the money I just wasted.
Here's to all the things I hate. Here's a toast to all those things that make me feel human. Those damned emotions that like to tease and never please. Kind of like that girl in high school. The one who made you so glad you were a guy, but so pissed you couldn't show her. I salute thee. You fucking won tonight. You win nearly every night. I don't know who I am anymore. I don't know how I get through a day. I don't remember conversations. I think I don't look the same. I know I don't feel the same. I go through the motions. I fake it, but even friends are starting to see the real me peeking through the seams.
I think it scares some of them. Not for their personal safety, but for mine.
A cry for a help in a world gone mad. Wasn't that Agent Orange? God, I bet this is filled with mistakes. I don't care to read over it. This is fueled by emotion. Not communication. I don't care to hear what the world has to say today. I think I've heard all I care to.
One more punch, God? You got it in you? I know I can take it. In fact, I welcome it. One more. Right in the face. As hard as you can. Let's tempt fate, you sick fantasy. Let's dance one more time. Let's see if you can push as hard as I can. Even you got to get tired sometime. How's those knuckles feel? That my blood or yours?
So I smile at you through a mouth full of broken teeth, bloody gums, and one lip hanging off my face like a piece of mozzarella cheese dipped in runny tomato sauce. And you know what? I look damn good. My eyes have swelled shut. They're purple now. By the morning they'll be black. The vessels in my right eye have burst. A doctor says I may never see again. "Got you good," he states. Can't move my jaw right. Not even to smile. It comes out funny. Stroke-like. Something broke in there. Not sure they can fix that. My scalp got cut somewhere along the line. Blood cakes the side of my face and mats my hair. Thick enough you can smell it. I let it go long enough and the flies will find their way to it. If I move my head fast (and I can't because it hurts) a flap of skin will flip over, exposing some skull. Hard to tell under all that blood, though.
I kind of like this look. Reminds me of what it's like to bleed. You ever wonder why all those girls cut themselves? It's to let the pain out, to feel human. Ever wonder why guys hit? The exact opposite.
Ever dread the phone ringing? Ever fear waking up to see what's at your door? That's every fucking minute. "Lord help me/I can't change." "Free Bird" Soundtrack again. Maybe I should turn this off. I kind of like the push, though.
I think I should set up a poll. Who says he needs therapy? Vote now!
Yeah, well, tomorrow is another day. Another way to rip your body over the broken glass and call it good. That sun comes up and just burns. Hell awaits your next meal. Here's to the good guys winning one for once. Here's to old friends and fuck buddies. Here's to fast cars and hand guns. Here's to woman who look good no matter what they weigh and to arsonists. Here's to a thousand points of light to denote burning souls. Here's to one last go before the police send us home. Here's to faded memories of that first kiss and to poison stars. Here's to the one that got away and the one that never was. Here's to dead parents and the words you never got out. Here's to life's funny little moments that leave you dying in the street as onlookers dial 911. Here's to hoping the ambulance is stuck in traffic.
Here's too good times. May you always return. May you always bear gifts.
This machine eats souls. It's empty. Good night.
A shit night is the best way to sum it up. Sliding deeper into a depression as I put away pieces of my past life. I thought I could make myself feel better by putting on the soundtrack to "The Devil's Rejects." I think it's a perfect movie, and things I consider to be that high of an art (like "Lone Wolf and Cub," "Preacher" and the two "Kill Bill" films) I respect. They also depress me because I don't believe I can ever top them. Here's the kicker, though, for those who haven't seen the film: The movie is violent, but the music is so damn sad (just like the film's ending).
So I slip and I slide, and I try. I try to get back up, and I do, but each time a little further down. I want my old life back. I want my daughter to be happy again. I don't buy the shit that kids get over things. They do, but it sticks. "Things just ain't the same" that song "To Be Treated Right" (also on the soundtrack) goes. They ain't. They never will be.
One foot forward as the rotted limbs of life attempt to pull you back. We all got our battles, our addictions. We either overcome or drown. Worse yet, we just float. How's that go? We all float down here? Yeah, something like that.
I hate feeling this way. I'd rather feel violent. It's a feeling I'm familiar with. Hurt doesn't do well with me. Being closer to forty than thirty and typing with my eyes clouded with tears makes me feel dumb and little. It makes me feel less than what I am. It makes me feel human, and I can't stand that.
So, yeah, listening to that soundtrack was a bummer. Having my girl choose to spend the night elsewhere sucked. Hearing that Voodoo Rhythm Records may go under saddened me. Trying to eat and not being able to keep food down made me think of the money I just wasted.
Here's to all the things I hate. Here's a toast to all those things that make me feel human. Those damned emotions that like to tease and never please. Kind of like that girl in high school. The one who made you so glad you were a guy, but so pissed you couldn't show her. I salute thee. You fucking won tonight. You win nearly every night. I don't know who I am anymore. I don't know how I get through a day. I don't remember conversations. I think I don't look the same. I know I don't feel the same. I go through the motions. I fake it, but even friends are starting to see the real me peeking through the seams.
I think it scares some of them. Not for their personal safety, but for mine.
A cry for a help in a world gone mad. Wasn't that Agent Orange? God, I bet this is filled with mistakes. I don't care to read over it. This is fueled by emotion. Not communication. I don't care to hear what the world has to say today. I think I've heard all I care to.
One more punch, God? You got it in you? I know I can take it. In fact, I welcome it. One more. Right in the face. As hard as you can. Let's tempt fate, you sick fantasy. Let's dance one more time. Let's see if you can push as hard as I can. Even you got to get tired sometime. How's those knuckles feel? That my blood or yours?
So I smile at you through a mouth full of broken teeth, bloody gums, and one lip hanging off my face like a piece of mozzarella cheese dipped in runny tomato sauce. And you know what? I look damn good. My eyes have swelled shut. They're purple now. By the morning they'll be black. The vessels in my right eye have burst. A doctor says I may never see again. "Got you good," he states. Can't move my jaw right. Not even to smile. It comes out funny. Stroke-like. Something broke in there. Not sure they can fix that. My scalp got cut somewhere along the line. Blood cakes the side of my face and mats my hair. Thick enough you can smell it. I let it go long enough and the flies will find their way to it. If I move my head fast (and I can't because it hurts) a flap of skin will flip over, exposing some skull. Hard to tell under all that blood, though.
I kind of like this look. Reminds me of what it's like to bleed. You ever wonder why all those girls cut themselves? It's to let the pain out, to feel human. Ever wonder why guys hit? The exact opposite.
Ever dread the phone ringing? Ever fear waking up to see what's at your door? That's every fucking minute. "Lord help me/I can't change." "Free Bird" Soundtrack again. Maybe I should turn this off. I kind of like the push, though.
I think I should set up a poll. Who says he needs therapy? Vote now!
Yeah, well, tomorrow is another day. Another way to rip your body over the broken glass and call it good. That sun comes up and just burns. Hell awaits your next meal. Here's to the good guys winning one for once. Here's to old friends and fuck buddies. Here's to fast cars and hand guns. Here's to woman who look good no matter what they weigh and to arsonists. Here's to a thousand points of light to denote burning souls. Here's to one last go before the police send us home. Here's to faded memories of that first kiss and to poison stars. Here's to the one that got away and the one that never was. Here's to dead parents and the words you never got out. Here's to life's funny little moments that leave you dying in the street as onlookers dial 911. Here's to hoping the ambulance is stuck in traffic.
Here's too good times. May you always return. May you always bear gifts.
This machine eats souls. It's empty. Good night.
A Brief Interlude of Violence
The possible news of Voodoo Rhythm Records’ demise got me thinking. Depressed me, too. It’s the little things, right? The little things that send you over the edge. It’s not the big disasters. It’s the thousand tiny ones, with one eventually pushing that button.
I sent a query out to “Blender” some months ago. As is typical, I did not get a response. All I wanted to know was whether or not the magazine or website would be interested in running my review of Lightning Beat-Man and His No Talent’s “Wrestling Rock ‘N’ Roll.” I even wrote a rough draft of the review specifically tailored to “Blender.” Since the magazine states that it “discusses cutting-edge trends across several music genres,” I figured I would have a chance at getting the review published and making some scratch. At the very least I figured I’d get a simple rejection.
Nothing.
So here’s the rough run of the review. Why let it go to waste?
In 1994 Reverend Beat-Man, founder of Switzerland’s incredible Voodoo Rhythm Records, released Lightning Beat-Man and His No Talent’s Wrestling Rock ‘n’ Roll as a 10” record. Now Voodoo Rhythm Records has rereleased it on LP and CD for all those who missed it the first time around and added three bonus tracks to keep the fans happy.
Lightning Beat-Man and His No Talent bridges the gap between Beat-Man’s other acts, The Monsters and Reverend Beat-Man. It takes the lo-fi rawness of Reverend Beat-Man and mixes it with the straightforward rock of The Monsters ... and throws in the visual of Mexican wrestling for good measure. Broken down to its purest form, the release is a love letter to Hasil Adkins, and you really couldn’t ask for anything better.
With 19 tracks, including “Wild Baby Wow,” “I Wanna Be Your Pussycat” and “Wrestling With Satan,” you can only imagine what the live shows must have been like. One can easily picture lots of beer, distortion and sweat -- all that is right and proper with primitive rock ‘n’ roll. It actually makes you wonder how the rest of the underground music scene could have gone so wrong.
Lightning Beat-Man and His No Talent is early American rock done right. Recorded in “almost stereo,” it deserves a place in the collections of those who purposely ignore the beaten path in order to find a more spiritually pure form of music. Those in the know (and their numbers are growing every day) have found that musical nirvana with just about everything Voodoo Rhythm has done, and it continues here. Those who were unaware have no excuse anymore, though. This is real. This is history. This is essential.
I sent a query out to “Blender” some months ago. As is typical, I did not get a response. All I wanted to know was whether or not the magazine or website would be interested in running my review of Lightning Beat-Man and His No Talent’s “Wrestling Rock ‘N’ Roll.” I even wrote a rough draft of the review specifically tailored to “Blender.” Since the magazine states that it “discusses cutting-edge trends across several music genres,” I figured I would have a chance at getting the review published and making some scratch. At the very least I figured I’d get a simple rejection.
Nothing.
So here’s the rough run of the review. Why let it go to waste?
In 1994 Reverend Beat-Man, founder of Switzerland’s incredible Voodoo Rhythm Records, released Lightning Beat-Man and His No Talent’s Wrestling Rock ‘n’ Roll as a 10” record. Now Voodoo Rhythm Records has rereleased it on LP and CD for all those who missed it the first time around and added three bonus tracks to keep the fans happy.
Lightning Beat-Man and His No Talent bridges the gap between Beat-Man’s other acts, The Monsters and Reverend Beat-Man. It takes the lo-fi rawness of Reverend Beat-Man and mixes it with the straightforward rock of The Monsters ... and throws in the visual of Mexican wrestling for good measure. Broken down to its purest form, the release is a love letter to Hasil Adkins, and you really couldn’t ask for anything better.
With 19 tracks, including “Wild Baby Wow,” “I Wanna Be Your Pussycat” and “Wrestling With Satan,” you can only imagine what the live shows must have been like. One can easily picture lots of beer, distortion and sweat -- all that is right and proper with primitive rock ‘n’ roll. It actually makes you wonder how the rest of the underground music scene could have gone so wrong.
Lightning Beat-Man and His No Talent is early American rock done right. Recorded in “almost stereo,” it deserves a place in the collections of those who purposely ignore the beaten path in order to find a more spiritually pure form of music. Those in the know (and their numbers are growing every day) have found that musical nirvana with just about everything Voodoo Rhythm has done, and it continues here. Those who were unaware have no excuse anymore, though. This is real. This is history. This is essential.
Terror
I received an e-mail today from Slow Boat Films (I assume it was director M.A. Littler) stating that Voodoo Rhythm Records was in financial trouble and possibly going under. It then asked for donations to be sent to an account (which I couldn't find listed).
I don't know if this is a scam done by some e-mail virus. (I know Slow Boat wouldn't do this as a scam, but its e-mail could have been hijacked.) I have sent an e-mail out to Slow Boat to find out more, and I will keep you all posted. If it is real, I'm going to post the e-mail here. Voodoo is too important to music to go under. If I weren't going through a financial mess myself, I'd be sending it whatever money I had. I still may send some.
Voodoo Rhythm Records is the last label that matters. If it stops putting out music, the world will have lost some incredible bands that may have not have gotten heard any other way.
I don't know if this is a scam done by some e-mail virus. (I know Slow Boat wouldn't do this as a scam, but its e-mail could have been hijacked.) I have sent an e-mail out to Slow Boat to find out more, and I will keep you all posted. If it is real, I'm going to post the e-mail here. Voodoo is too important to music to go under. If I weren't going through a financial mess myself, I'd be sending it whatever money I had. I still may send some.
Voodoo Rhythm Records is the last label that matters. If it stops putting out music, the world will have lost some incredible bands that may have not have gotten heard any other way.
19.1.09
News From Me and Voodoo
Regular readers may notice something new in the next few days here. I am going to start accepting ads on the blog (if I can figure out how to make them work). Cry "sell out" if you will, but I am in dire need of extra cash. And since I don't want to move back to PA (which would solve the cash problem, but destroy me mentally), I'm accepting ads. If you don't like them, don't click on them. I'm hoping the keyword feature will be smart enough to only put up cool stuff, but I'm not counting on it.
Here's the latest Voodoo news I received (copied from the press release with a little editing):
ANDY DALE PETTY (Voodoo Rhythm records) and MISS-IPI ( Voodoo Rhythm
Records) EUROPEAN TOUR IN MARCH 2009
Hey... we try to set a tour together for Andy Dale Petty (the First time in
Europe) and Miss-ipi from Italy.
Both are One Man (Girl) Acts and play that sort of Folk and Blues that you
go nuts for. Please try to book them in your club bar or whatever...
church restaurant. They are incredible !!!!!
ANDY DALE PETTY from USA/ Alabama, poor man's blues artist, guitarist,
singer, following trails of Bob Dylan, John Fahey , while discovering old
time country folk traditionals.
He is young, he is good looking and he is on Voodoo Rhythm!
Myspace: http://www.myspace.com/andydalepetty
Current album/reviews : http://www.voodoorhythm.com/VR1249.htm
Voodoo rhythm page http://www.voodoorhythm.com/ANDY-DALE-PETTY.html
MISS-IPI from Torino/ Italy, one-lady-blues-artist, sexy as Robert Johnson,
hot as Billie Holiday, demented as Betty Boop. She could be Memphis Minnie
and Jessie Mae Hemphill's white little sister.
She is young, she is wild aaaaaand recording for Voodoo Rhythm!
Myspace: www.myspace.com/missipi
And this amazing FolkBlues Vodooo Rhythm Showcase need gigs in MARCH:
Mo 16 - CH
Di 17 - CH
Mi 18 - CH/ Germany
Do 19 - Germany
Fr 20 - Germany
Sa 21 - Germany/ Belgium
So 22 - Belgium (or France)??
Mo 23 - Belgium (or France)??
Di 24 - Holland
Mi 25 - Holland/ Amsterdam
Please contact Nicole for booking
nicole@voodoorhythm.com
Voodoo Rhythm Records
Wankdorffeldstrasse 92
3014 Bern
Switzerland
www.voodoorhythm.com
So, readers in the foreign lands, if you got a space, look into booking these acts. I wouldn't put the press release on here if I thought it was crap.
Here's the latest Voodoo news I received (copied from the press release with a little editing):
ANDY DALE PETTY (Voodoo Rhythm records) and MISS-IPI ( Voodoo Rhythm
Records) EUROPEAN TOUR IN MARCH 2009
Hey... we try to set a tour together for Andy Dale Petty (the First time in
Europe) and Miss-ipi from Italy.
Both are One Man (Girl) Acts and play that sort of Folk and Blues that you
go nuts for. Please try to book them in your club bar or whatever...
church restaurant. They are incredible !!!!!
ANDY DALE PETTY from USA/ Alabama, poor man's blues artist, guitarist,
singer, following trails of Bob Dylan, John Fahey , while discovering old
time country folk traditionals.
He is young, he is good looking and he is on Voodoo Rhythm!
Myspace: http://www.myspace.com/andydalepetty
Current album/reviews : http://www.voodoorhythm.com/VR1249.htm
Voodoo rhythm page http://www.voodoorhythm.com/ANDY-DALE-PETTY.html
MISS-IPI from Torino/ Italy, one-lady-blues-artist, sexy as Robert Johnson,
hot as Billie Holiday, demented as Betty Boop. She could be Memphis Minnie
and Jessie Mae Hemphill's white little sister.
She is young, she is wild aaaaaand recording for Voodoo Rhythm!
Myspace:
And this amazing FolkBlues Vodooo Rhythm Showcase need gigs in MARCH:
Mo 16 - CH
Di 17 - CH
Mi 18 - CH/ Germany
Do 19 - Germany
Fr 20 - Germany
Sa 21 - Germany/ Belgium
So 22 - Belgium (or France)??
Mo 23 - Belgium (or France)??
Di 24 - Holland
Mi 25 - Holland/ Amsterdam
Please contact Nicole for booking
nicole@voodoorhythm.com
Voodoo Rhythm Records
Wankdorffeldstrasse 92
3014 Bern
Switzerland
www.voodoorhythm.com
So, readers in the foreign lands, if you got a space, look into booking these acts. I wouldn't put the press release on here if I thought it was crap.
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