Editor's note: despite the rather rough shape of this record -- both the gaping wide jacket and the shredded wax itself -- I'm happy that I bought this and recorded it. Not only because it has a good sound but the cover itself is a classic and you can never go wrong when toting around a big ass guitar and especially in pursuit of a handsome chica. A very festive romp through Mexican "folk songs" that sounds a little too polished and orchestrated for the tag given to it but plays rather nicely nonetheless. A clean copy would probably sound rather exceptional but I have a feeling that this was a Woolworth's bargain bin special and any sealed copy was last opened in the 70s and destroyed on a Fisher Price portable player with a needle like a shark's tooth.
Editor's note: for such a recalcitrant as myself I certainly love the nature records. Well...the concept more than the actual chatter of these crazed sons a bitches who never STFU. Don't get me wrong, I love to hear birds chirp and sing as much as the next fuzzy bastard sitting in a rocking chair on his front porch but if you had to hear this record continuously for 24 hours straight you'd go insane. Of course, those things called freedom and common sense usually prevent such a happening. My brother, on the other hand, is a renown bird song hater and being one of those light sleeping, over-thinking, dime-trigger-temper apes that you hear about in the news, used to open his bedroom window in the morning if the birds pestered him with their wake up song and fired a few rounds of a pellet gun into the treetops. I advise to push pause on the media player if you are so inclined to do likewise.
Editor's note: as much as I hate repetition of uninteresting things, in the case of this record I think that I prefer it. While SIDE A has a strictly and distinctive Hawaiian sound to it, SIDE B veers off into a jazz-Aloha amalgamation that leaves me cold. In fact, almost freezing to death because neither style is to my liking but if I had to choose one I'd go with the exotic tropical island sound and the weird combination of the two just doesn't work for me on any level. Don't get me wrong because Johnny can play it's just that his bird doesn't perform well for me. Plus the excessive stereo heavy left speaker makes me want to rage. However, I do like the female singing on the last track.
Editor's note: in an ideal record world this is what I would listen to all the damned time! That's right, a guy smoking a pipe and wearing a smoking jacket talking about painters. How much more absurd can it get than that? Don't get me wrong I'm a great proponent of the arts I just don't buy into the pap about art being a value to culture, let alone culture being a value to life. People make a stink about sports figures maaking absurd amounts of money but when you think about it what's more ridiculous: a guy getting paid millions to hit a baseball or a dude starving to death in some stuffy attic painting pictures?! Then when the crazy picture maker dies some rich son of a bitch makes millions off it by selling it to richer people who have no concept of reality and pay $20 million to hang it on their castle wall. As I was saying, I love this record!
THE DOUBLE WHAMMY
AROUND THE HORN
Editor's note: people tend to get upset that I post whole record sides instead of individual tracks and that's understandable since some of you not only want free music but sorted, explained and readily available tunes at your command. Guess what? Too bad! I record the records at 128 mps because it's easier on my hard drive memory to store, less likely to be pirated and designed for preview listening. Most of you are satisfied with that setup and I'm happy to have you around but for the ones who aren't and demand higher quality, repeatedly e-mail me asking for this and that, etc., you can basically suck it. Seriously, don't be a vampire.
Oh yeah...the record: designed for dancing in the 1950s! If you like that sort of thing. In general I tend to opt out of dancing because I'm not a chick! But if you feel close enough to your feminine side or are indeed a lady then dance away.
Editor's note: thanks to the oil speculating terrorists on Wall Street I can no longer afford to buy records without having to give up other essentials. The extra $50 a month they steal from me goes a long way towards a happier life but oh well!
I love this record. If I had my choice I'd rather only post spoken word stuff but people get sick of the crap and good records of that sort are hard to find. This one is a mix of live recordings of spoken word and music plus some voice overs discussing the virtues of Carnival Cruises from the 1960s or 70s I'm guessing.
I've never understood the appeal of a cruise but then again I am prone to sever headaches any time I get on a large boat so that might have something to do with it. While most people get seasick from large boats (I have also) I get migraines. Debilitating all day ones that I can do nothing about. I remember going to Boblo Island back in middle school and both years I went I simply handed over my money and tickets to my friends and let them enjoy the day while I laid on a park bench! I think they at least fed and watered me but what a miserable fucking time that was!
I came across this record on a few blogs and managed to track down some audio from WFMU's site. I would love to hear more from this honky-tonkin' caterwaulin' queen. Listen to the tracks below and I think you will too!