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Song o’ the Mornin’ – Bob Dylan’s Country Pie

Bob at his most funky

Sometimes the Song o’ the Mornin’ (official name!) is a bit downbeat. Is nice when it’s a toe tappin’, jaw-scratching-singalong-shaving number like this. A slice o’ Country Pie.

No YouTube link, but check out a few bars here in iTunes.

But we did find this Beck uncut gem:

How many bootlegs has this guy got? (Not complaining, mind).

From the Nashville Skyline LP which, like most of my faves, was panned when it came out. I got to admit, hearing his nasal twang made me double-check I’d the right disc. Just more evidence that Bob’s a true vocal stylist*, with balls like large brass dangling objects – to turn his back on his audience so twistily.

We at Power’s Towers recommend you buy the whole LP, as its brevity and variety and 100% freshness will get you googling for cowboy hats and cleats for your boots. Honest.

 

 

 

* Courtesy of the reduxed The Word mag podcast.

Weeds are tumbling down…

Trey & the Roque Elves Busy Recording ... Teh Internetz Want to Know Whys

A quick update on Trey recording his latest album….

We is still trying to get that perfect balance of bat of wing and eye of newt – all for your magickal listening pleasure. Promising oodles of new songs, plus a few you’ve only heard in ‘roque’ format – all on the flying carpet of the acoustic guitar. Shazam!

In the meantime:

Tumbleweed 02

 

… Now, is it stir anti-clockwise 43 times, and clockwise 34? Or …?

What’s new, puddytat?

Trey Roque update from Power's Towers

A quick missive on Trey’s musical machinations.

Trey’s been doggam busy with making new music, recording, and planning that just-around-the-corner global domination kinda type thing with his manager, Tuco. His acoustic-guitar flavoured LP (10 songs and counting) is slated for release in August.

As Trey and Martin have gone their separate ways, everything will be played by Mr Roque, and where it ain’t it’s not. However, after February’s roquetastic Eagles EP, the so-far untitled LP will show an emotionally-richer side. Something like roasted almonds with Malagasy† vanilla ice cream smothered in calvados.

There’ll be a few mellowy tunes but, let’s face it, Trey does not chill too well – he burns.*

The LP will be digital-only, with all the lovely reading stuff available on request as a PDF through this site. (Yeah, we miss liner notes too). We’re hoping to get a lo-fi video done supporting at least one of the singles.

Meanwhile, as Prague is dead as Buddy Holly during the summer, there are no shows slated. Live roquing will recommence in the autumn – with a new format and plenty of fresh new songs.

Stay tuned – and roque on!

 

‘Madgascan’ is wrong. To cop that next time you want to show-off at cocktail parties.

* So that’s the ice cream analogy all melted in the shopping bag before you get home… Damn! We need a new intern to write our PR.

Ai! Yai! Yai! Ya!

The Story Behind the Song – Ai! Yai! Yai! Ya!

What happens when you mix Yorkshire lasses with the Muppets? Ai! Yai! Yai! Ya!

If I had any hair left, I’d say this was about a bad hair day. Or sod’s law. But, really, it’s a diary entry in running a band – it’s a long way from the bottom when you wanna roque’n’roll.

As for the music, while this sounds like a homage to the White Stripes – which would be praise indeed – I wrote the guitar riff on my acoustic. Am just too doggam lazy to flick a switch and hit a power chord.

When I hear a rock band about to kick it up a notch, they got to drop a gear down to get the revs. This was my inspiration for that B-A-E-G move to A5 for the verse, where am giving it some Whole Lotta Rosie. That bit where Mal Young is jamming on one chord for, like, foreeeeveeeer. Nice.

The mid section was me imagining a circus acrobat’s act, Gonzo fired from a cannon straight into the passenger seat of a Key Lime Pie-coloured Cadillac driven by the revomatic Lena Headey. Lucky Gonzo. In the absence of that marquee I had to put in a little schau. Great fun to play, that bit.

My last nod was, por supeusto, to Morricone and that tune from il Bueno, il Bruto, il Cattivo. Not only does the printed lyric not resemble what am yelling, it’s a placeholder for any Anglo-Saxonism you care to insert when things feck up.

I hope Ai! Yai! Yai! Ya! is just as evocative for you as it is for me.

rock music kicking more ass than a bad burro Ai! Yai! Yai! Ya! Trey Roque

 

Just prove that you cannot make anything up anymore, nossir! Here’s something I just stumbled on in writing this post.

Ai! Yai! Yai! Ya! indeed.

Something Ain’t Right

The Story Behind the Song – Something Ain't Right

Or ‘How A Murder Ballad Gets Itself Writ’

I either begin writing a song with a tune in my head, or start with the chords. I do love me a sweet chord progression, and I believe I got the one for Something Ain’t Right from Schubert – after watching Kubrick’s Barry Lyndon a bahzillion times. Schubert got his idea from a Swedish folk song back in 1827, Kubrick’s movie was in 1975, and I began writing mine in 2008. Ain’t that a grand lineage?

I was visiting a friend in the USA, writing songs on his porch and looking for an agent for my science-fiction novel, in between times meddling with them chords. He was having a little woman trouble, and I picked out a thread from it and spun my own tale of paranoid jealousy. With a little help from Marvin Gaye. I put the verse and chorus together real easy once I knew which direction I was going in (that’s always the hardest part), but there was something lacking…. or ain’t right. It felt incomplete.

That didn’t stop me playing the tune live, though – and when you have to put a song out before an audience you really feel the bumps of it. I had a filler mid section – and, boy, did it feel fillery. I knew I wanted a chromatic, perhaps cheesy, return from the mid to the refrain/ chorus, but what to do in the meantime evaded me until 2011. I guess I lost my rag a bit and simply hit two chords hard – trying to snap myself out of the oh-so-seductive sequence. It worked.

The Fmi and Dmi staccato really adds the chili-pepper to the whipped-cream verses, and reveals the frustrated fury beneath the entire lyric. I don’t usually write tunes with a storyline, much less take three years to do so, but I have to admit – this one sounds so good it doesn’t sound like me, it sounds like a band I really love. And that, gentlepersons, is why I do it.

So, here she is – Something Ain’t Right.

Something-Aint-Right

BTW, you can get Kubrick’s movie and the music over on iTunesazom. Enjoy!

 

© A Power

Trey Roque – EP Launch – Tonight!

Looking forward to a hard night’s rocking at Kastan tonight

with the Americana-meister himself as special guest, Jonathan Gaudet.

Here’s our fab album cover:

TREY ROQUE EP

It’ll be a night of solidly fabulous music and fun, so bring your hands, bring your friends and bring the love.

Start: 20:00
Door: 130kc

VFM = value for money ;-
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