The Beatlesque vibe on this song hits you right from the start and never lets up. “I’m Not You” should have been a monster chart hit from what should have Wanderlust’s second album for RCA. But the major label passed, leaving the song and its album to come out largely unnoticed on indie label Not Lame. Now it can found on the colossal 57 song collection Wanderlust A-Z at a very nice price. But back to “I’m Not You.” The song is not just a Beatles easter egg hunt, though there is plenty of that. There’s also some sweet 1970s Big Star and Cheap Trick asides too. The hooks here are so seductive and come chock-a-block one after another. The guitar licks get into your head, overlaid by vocals that cry out for a sing-along. While Wanderlust officially split in 1997 and songwriting partnership of Scot Sax and Rob Bonfiglio went on to other projects they have come back together at irregular intervals to reignite their obvious musical chemistry, most recently on 2021’s All of a View. If you’re just discovering Wanderlust, as I have, you’re in for something pretty special. One listen to “I’m Not You” should be enough to convince you. Just try not to hit repeat.
You can get caught up on most of the Wanderlust back catalogue at the band’s bandcamp page but the 2014 reunion album Record Time is tucked away at Scot Sax’s music shop.
Some artists just keep coming back around with intriguing new work that continues to develop their oeuvre. Today’s artists couldn’t be farther apart stylistically but man do they reliably deliver their goods.
Don’t tell my husband but I think I’m in a relationship with Tamar Berk. Maybe we’re just gal pals. Thing is, five albums in and Tamar is still sidling up to me, whispering secrets, sharing the darkest parts of her emotional universe. Always against a musical backdrop that makes everything feel like I’m caught in an 1980s John Hughes movie. Not that I’m looking to get out – I am loving it here. As Berk says in her presser, ocd is a ‘fuzzed-out, reverb-heavy swirl’ all about ‘anxiety, obsessions, fears, memories, dreams’ that falls ‘somewhere between indie pop-rock and a fever dream.’ Dream on Tamar, I say. Opening cut “stay close by” sets the scene with its buzzy drone, overlaid with Berk’s ethereal vocal. Title track “ocd” lightens the tone sonically, letting a variety of keyboards lull the mood before launching a striking chorus. Then comes the first of the many should-be hit singles from the album, “you ruined this city for me.” This is the kind of song Berk excels at, a flowing rush of melody that gathers you up in its release of energy. Another hit-maker is “there are benefits to mixed emotions” with its hypnotic spooky vibe. “i had a dream i was lost in an auditorium” also sounds like chart material to me with its reworked girl group feel. This one’s an auditorium sing-along number, for sure. Of course, “indiesleaze 2005” sounds like radio pleaser too. It can’t be a Tamar Berk album without a few gut-wrenching ballads and ocd doesn’t disappoint. “any given weeknight” and “my turn will come” fit the bill, the latter offering up an REM “Night Swimming” emotional gut punch. Personal fave? “i’m in the day after” is so 1980s-pop gorgeous with its killer, larger-than-life synth shots. I’ve spent years comparing Berk to the likes of Debbie Harry, Aimee Mann or Suzanne Vega but on ocd Berk drills down into her own unique sound. It’s also probably the most consistent sounding record she’s made, capturing a specific vibe that resonates out of all the songs despite their differences. ocd is definitely another winner for Berk. But don’t tell my husband.
Another Eytan Mirsky album, another chance to track his every false move emotionally. He’s a guy seemingly always falling in love but somehow mostly falling flat. The confessions here are typically draped in self-deprecation but a few exhibit a strikingly tender sincerity. Stylistically All Over the Map definitely is. This record’s got soul and country, plenty of horns and cool organ runs, and oh so much heart. Things kick off with “Did What I Came to Do” with its low-key Motown vibe. I can practically see those Solid Gold dancers swaying throughout. Then come some signature Mirsky tougue-in-cheek self-critique tunes. “Apologize in Advance” puts some rockabilly guitar up front on a track that would not be out of place on a Buck Owens or Nick Lowe LP. “Inside Job” combines a Springsteen-worthy horn/organ section with a song seemingly haunted by Graham Parker. But then things get serious on “Almost Didn’t Cry,” a real straight-up country tear-jerker. The LP features a few out-of-the-ordinary efforts like “If I Could Only Draw” and “My Little Tricycle.” “Fooling Exactly Nobody” dials in a bit of New Jersey soul vamp while “If You’re So Smart” offers up a country romp critique. “Two Piece Puzzle” has the drama and cleverisms I’d associate with Elvis Costello. I was totally disarmed by the sweet accordion colouring the Nick Lowe-ish “The Satisfaction.” The album also has a should-be hit single in the stylistic outlier “Lost You in the Jet Stream,” a track that is more straight-up poprock than anything else here, definitely the AM radio ready single with some killer organ work. The album closes with “Give Me a Sign,” a moving paean to loss, where the organ and horn adornment add something special. Trust me, you’re definitely gonna want to follow Eytan All Over the Map with this release.
Who says emotional problems can’t be entertaining? Not these artists. Say hello to Tamar Berk and Eytan Mirsky at their hotlinked internet locales to keep this conversation going.
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Jean Caffeine is an American indie treasure. Over her long career she’s hit all the alternative scenes: punk in seventies San Francisco, no wave in New York City, Americana in Austin, and a decidedly more poprock feel on recent albums (Love. What Is It?) and singles (“I Don’t Want To Kill You Anymore”). She’s a clear manifestation of the positive dialectic between artist and scene. Now she’s got a new LP Jean Caffeine Generation ready and it is a heady mix of social commentary, heartbreak and hooks to spare. Following recent music distribution trends, she’s drip released most of these songs already as singles but somehow they still manage to cohere together as an album. I’ve reviewed most of the material already over the past year or so, comparing her to the likes of Patti Smith, Mary Lou Lord, Amy Rigby, Robin Lane, Marti Jones, and Chrissie Hynde. And I stand by those assessments. But listening to the songs as an LP Caffeine’s own distinctive voice really comes through, one part all rock and roll heft, the other emotional pop vulnerability.
Album opener song “Love What Is It?” is a poppy saunter in the park, adorned with melodic asides that seem thrown in but land perfectly. At various points it really reminds me of Marti Jones or Aimee Mann. Then comes “Big Picture,” a track that hasn’t appeared anywhere and it’s a hooky winner. “I Always Cry on Thursday” starts so nondescript but the chorus breaks out with a melodic intensity that is irresistible. Crying also features on “Another Crying Christmas,” a track that avoids the seasonal saccharine by dialing into some emotional depth and rock and roll edginess. “I Know You Know I Know” uses verbal repetition and a 1980s computer game keyboard tone to draw you right in. What I hear on “Circuitous Routes” is a cool strut, so Chrissie Hynde. I also appreciate Caffeine’s deft ability to weave political themes into her work without sacrificing their ear-worminess. “I Don’t Want To Kill You Anymore” is so brilliantly understated, a slow-groove girl-group homage that’s a far cry from “He Hit Me (And It Felt Like a Kiss).” And it takes a rare talent to make “Mammogram” a winning tune. Caffeine’s cover of The Who’s “The Kids Are Alright” is just ramshackle fun. A bit of performance art closes things out on “You’re Fine.” You don’t spend time in NYC’s 1980s art ghettos and not catch the bug.
Jean Caffeine is a product of her era, from youthful punk to senior songstress. But generating Jean didn’t just happen. Spend some time with Jean Caffeine Generation to get a sense of her genius at work.
It’s hard to believe that it’s been ten years since I started writing Poprock Record in 2015. When I began I was concerned about posting enough and finding enough material. With 740 posts mounted over the past decade and nearly half a million words written about pop rock it would appear that neither issue has proven to be a problem. What I couldn’t have anticipated is how much I would learn about a music genre I thought I had a pretty good handle on or how much I would enjoy shining a light on so many talented people and their fabulous music. Sure it’s been a challenge keeping the blog going amidst all the rival demands from life, work, family and crazy world events. But just when I was feeling a bit over-stretched I’d usually come across some absolutely killer hook-filled single that I knew I had to feature pronto. This place has also been a great outlet for creativity, commentary and a good deal of silliness. Whether riffing on popular culture or drawing in themes from my day job (politics!), coming up with new and novel themes for posts and making them work has made me a better writer. I discuss all these issues in my five year anniversary post here so I won’t belabour the points again. Suffice it to say, I’m still loving finding new music. I still feel that teenage excitement when a song really grabs me with a solid hook. And that makes me want to see the artist succeed and share it far and wide.
To celebrate producing a decade of Poprock Record I want to return to just one song from each of those ten years. I’m not saying these were the best song of the year or necessarily my favourite (though I’m not saying they weren’t either), they’re just a taste to remind me and you of where we’ve been or, if you’re just joining us now, what you’ve missed (but can still catch up on). Think of it as a Poprock Record sampler album. Hyperlinks will take you to the original post while the songs themselves appear below.
Family of the Year (2015) blew me away with their single “Make You Mine.” It’s such a perfectly crafted poprock single. Commercial without being derivative, it’s the kind of ear worm that compels you to hit repeat. Public Access TV (2016) demonstrates the stretch of our focus to acts with grittier, alternative tracks like “On Location.” Wiretree (2017) take this even further giving a very contemporary stamp to the vibe on “J.F. Sebastian.” But who am I kidding? So much of what I cover features cleverly recycled and reinvented motifs from the 1960s. Case in point, Daisy House (2018) on “Open Your Eyes.” The elements may be transported from another decade but they come together with timeless impact. If I could bottle Jeff Shelton’s sonic wash you’d have my blog in one readily consumable form. His band The Well Wishers (2019) “Feelin Fine” is poprock adrenaline from start to end.
Family of the Year – Make You MinePublic Access TV – On Location
Gregory Pepper(2020) taps into another strong vein taken up on this blog: outsider and baroque pop themes. His songs are literate without being pretentious. The instruments are all over the map and the songs themselves nearly always short and concise. “Unchained Mystery” is from his brilliant concept album I Know Now Why You Cry. Jangle is another strong hue that appears in post after post, Scottish jangle particularly. I started with Dropkick but when their related band The Boys With The Perpetual Nervousness (2021) got going, it was heaven. “Don’t Mind” reflects well on their oeuvre. Then there are acts that hit the hooks hard, all the while sounding so pleasant. Dazy’s (2022) “Rollercoaster Ride” is an earworm central example. I also love when acts remake the genre with a bit of verve. Strange Neighbors’ (2023) “Hotline Psychic” is fun and hilarious and oh so catchy. Another poprock seam widely mined here are acoustic numbers, broadly defined. “Morning Sun” by Used (2024) is gentle and lilting but no less engaging.
Used – Morning Sun
There you have ten years in ten songs. That makes sense if we’re counting years September to August. But if we’re counting calendar years this blog’s coverage has actually fallen across eleven (2015-2025). So I feel the need to squeeze in another choice. Keyside (2025) are a great example of how the basic rock and roll guitar combo remains appealing to some in the new generations. Their single “Nikita” is terrific blast of guitar pop goodness.
Let me end by thanking the artists. It’s been great promoting your work and interacting with so many of you over the years. Here’s to another decade of championing your music! And to my readers, thanks for coming along, your positive comments, and sending in so many great suggestions. You ultimately make this all worthwhile.
It’s guitars all over the headlines with this line up. Chunky, droney, dissonant, hooky: this big story comes at you in a variety of styles.
Grant Lindberg emotes a droney guitar goodness that’s great to come back to. It’s the bedrock lining his new LP After Life where you get 11 new tracks that manage to capture the essence of Lennon circa 1967 with just a splash of Matthew Sweet and Oasis. “In My Own Way” makes for a stunning opener, giving you all the essential elements of this album in one knock-out single. Early on the song sounds very Big Star acoustic but when the mellotron keyboards kick in the musical tide shifts more toward Britpop. Then Lindberg lets loose the slow burn guitar grind on “Lying Fakes.” Dissonant guitars versus the strong pull of melody, that’s the basic tension defining this record. Songs like “So I Can Fall,” “Threes,” and “Sun in My Eyes” ride a guitar dissonance that really gets in your head. “It Comes and Goes” breaks with this formula somewhat, opening with acoustic guitar and then progressively fattening up the sound as things go along. Title track “After Life” offers you something different again. The Verve-like sheen is buffeted by mellotron keyboards and very Beatlesque lead guitar work. A Beatles vibe is strong on “Some Days” and “Something Wrong” too, the latter hitting all the Lennon marks. Then, in a departure from the album’s highly consistent sonic wash, “Behind the Door” evokes a Fountains of Wayne style while “Days and Nights” shades into Elliott Smith territory. Don’t wait for the afterlife when you can enjoy After Life now.
There’s a sweet spot in the Beatles career when the guitars get a little edgier but retain their distinctive poppy demeanor. Revolution era definitely. Chris Lund inhabits this world and then some on his new long-player Surveillance. And like Lindberg he’s coming at it from the Lennon side of the street, most of the time. The other main comparator act for his stuff is Cheap Trick, obviously. “You’ve Got a Lot of Nerve” fills the gap between these two bands perfectly, full of droning psychedelic hooks with just a touch of rock abandon here and there. Then “Crazy Driver” is so spot-on Robin Zander with Rick Neilson-worthy guitar riffs. “Got Me Running” hits the Cheap Trick marks pretty hard too. Both “Blow Up the Night” and “God Loves All His Children” vibe solo Lennon for me but “Swallowed” leans in a more McCartney direction. Mixing things up, Lund offers up a blistering political takedown of someone we all know on “No Ethics, No Future.” “Come On Home” shifts between nice jangle, Byrdsian vocals, and straight up seventies melodic rock. Then “Touch or Go” goes in a completely different direction with its distinctive new wave bite. Altogether Surveillance is another rocking melodic tour de force from Chris Lund.
Some bands sound like they trying to earn your ear-time with every outing. That’s Superchunk in a nutshell. Album #13 Songs in the Key of Yikes has launched and its ten new tunes are out to win you over, all over again. “Is It Making You Feel Something” starts things off with a should-be hit single. It’s the kind of song that when it hits the chorus you suddenly realize you’re ready to sing along. Next up “Bruised Lung” has a relentless drive to the rhythm guitars that is utterly seductive. The secret sauce on this record is undoubtedly the pacing. “Care Less” has a lurching pop goodness, the kind of song that has you rocking back and forth in the audience. “Stuck in a Dream” surges along only to quicken the pace just a bit more in the sing-along chorus while “Train on Fire” balances an almost military rhythm with a vocal melody puling in different directions while “Everybody Dies” sounds alternatively dire and positive. And then there’s album closer “Some Green,” a song seemingly just light and frothy until it unholsters a wickedly janglicious chorus. Damn but Superchunk have done it again, delivering a highly listenable long-player.
Barely Real is different kind of guitar album. And Worn Through is a different kind of guitar band. There’s a touch of roots to the overall feel of what is going here. Not quite Americana as the songs here are sans the country notes for the most part but down-home nonetheless. “Difference Is Thin” kicks things off with a BoDeans easygoing charm. “Omaha” turns up the jangle to good effect. Then “Barely Real” takes a number unpredictable turns, defined by some great organ back up and sparkly lead guitar runs. There’s a broad church folk vibe to a lot of songs here. “Blind As a Dove” has a Bombadil feel. Both “Invisible Ink” and “KY State Flower” remind me of Darren Hanlon’s mix of indie and folk sensibilities. “Infinite Scrawl” does dip into the country scene courtesy a distinctive pedal steel guitar appearance but the tune is more mid-period REM to my ears. Personal faves: the peppy and poppy “Working on It” and the indie Everly Brothers-ish “Arms Forever.” Album closer “Variations on a Theme” builds nicely to a great meditative ‘na na na’ chorus.
You can turn down the sound but you can’t escape the impact of these guitar-centric headliners. Why not let these guitars ring at your own volume with your own personal story follow ups? Just click the hyperlinks to delve a bit deeper into all the hooky details.
Things have slowed down for power pop legend Marshall Crenshaw with time. There were six albums of original material in his first decade as a professional musician, two in each of the subsequent decades, and then none over the last decade and half. But that doesn’t mean he’s been idle. Tired of the major label rat race, he decided to release a series of six EPs offering fans a new song, a cover song, and re-recording of an older song, eventually pulling the new material and few covers together on an album entitled #392: The EP Collection on indie label Red River Records. Since then Crenshaw has focused a lot of attention on curating definitive releases of his catalogue and now it appears that project has led him back to the EP material, repackaging them in album form as From the Hellhole.
Content-wise 11 of the 14 songs here appear on both collections so if you bought the EPs or #392: The EP Collection you may not want or need to buy them again, though the versions here have been remixed. From the Hellhole is also available on vinyl, unlike #392: The EP Collection. The three different tracks included on the new release include a demo of “Walkin’ Around,” a song that appeared on 1991’s Life’s Too Short, and covers of Rare Earth’s “I Just Want to Celebrate” and Todd Rundgren’s “Couldn’t I Just Tell You.” For collectors, completists, or those who missed the EPs as they came out From the Hellhole is the missing album covering Crenshaw’s last decade and half. And it goes without saying, the songs are great, both original and covers. “Move Now” and “Grab the Next Train” both sound like classic Crenshaw should-be hits, with his signature economical lead guitar work and Everlys vocal vibe. “Couldn’t I Just Tell You” has a folk rock kick, both the 12 string guitar and vocals hitting all the marks. And the demo of “Walkin’ Around” comes off lighter and more spontaneous. On the covers front, his take on The Carpenters “(They Long to be) Close to You” was a surprise to me when I first heard it and it surprises me still. Let’s just say, Karen Carpenter and Marshall Crenshaw come at singing in very different ways. But Crenshaw’s understated approach really does the song justice. Meanwhile, the cover of Bobby Fuller’s “Never To Be Forgotten” is now the definitive version.
There are MC fans who are going to celebrate any new release, regardless of how much new it really offers. For many, From the Hellhole will fill a real gap for a lot of fans. For those who want more new material, I suspect there’s stuff in the vaults that could see the light day at some point in the future. There are songs he wrote for others that never got the Marshall treatment and a variety of one-off contributions to soundtracks and tribute albums that deserve to gathered together. So here’s hoping for more Crenshaw down the line.
You can spend time with Marshall at his internet bolt hole or Bandcamp page.
Canadian character-sketch songwriter Gregory Pepper has given up a lot for Lent this year. His new album No More Skulls says goodbye to said craniums and his old band The Problems. But his unerring knack for highly tuneful, incredibly short songs remains in place.
What we have here is 10 songs running just shy of 16 minutes, helpfully stitched together in some places into a seemingly seamless wall of song that shifts and undulates with striking tempo changes and creative choices when it comes to instruments. Album opener “No More Skulls” slinks in, slow and broody with somebody’s hand clearly dragging the tape speed intermittently. But half way through things blow up in a variety of ways, all good. The instrumental “Gopnik Prelude” that follows shifts the mood like a Wes Anderson film soundtrack before the vaudeville-esque “God Made You Weak” pumps up the energy. Four songs in “Cardinal Song” gets us closer to Pepper’s signature sophistico-pop sound and the sheen practically glistens. But steady yourself for the should-be single “Baby Tooth.” This is a compositionally rich piece of work with a seductive keyboard line and a dark tint to the melodic tone that colours the song. The rest of the album shifts gears like a premium automatic drive. “Lean On” has a new wave Cars elan, the guitars and handclaps so conjure the period. “Get Well Soon” is pop-folkie, acoustic-guitar simplicity itself. “We Don’t Have to Talk” evokes Jon Brion’s distinctive sonic mood for me. Then there’s “Bloodmobile.” At just 18 seconds of cartoon-worthy tune-age, it does an impressive job of establishing its many melodic themes so quickly. The record wraps with “Happy Days Theme Song,” a song that is pleasantness itself, just ambling along until a notable shift at the two-thirds mark increases the sense of urgency. It’s a genius move that draws the listener back from the lulling going on earlier.
My advice? Grab the popcorn and settle in somewhere to really enjoy Gregory Pepper’s No More Skulls. It’s got the pacing and colourful characters of a late night flick at the all-nite movie house. But don’t look away, things move fast at Camp Pepper. Undoubtedly you’ll probably miss something hella clever.
Toronto singer-songwriter Jonathan Davies performs in parallel worlds, one recognizably song structured, the other breaking its rules in unpredictable ways. Songs like “Parallel Elton” and “Beethoven Girl” wear the cleverness gene like a They Might Be Giants deep cut. They’re based on fun concepts with music that makes us stretch beyond the ordinary but still, we can easily follow along. But others like “Runalong Sue” make us work a little harder, morphing halfway through from a Randy Newman kind of story song to something else completely. Needle-dropping across Davies’ bandcamp pages one is tempted to paste a musical theatre label across his ouvre, given its penchant for story exposition and social commentary. “When Larry Jon Played” has a very Lyle Lovett country storytelling style while “Devil’s Cleft” casts its story with a more acoustic folk guitar feel. You definitely get a Broadway sense of musical tension on “Venus, Our Neighbour.”
But the theatre angle doesn’t quite capture everything Davies is offering up. Songs like “Wilson Siding,” “Give a Penny, Take and Penny,” and “Lipstick Smears” all reach for a more commercial folk pop sheen we might associate with Paul Simon or Harry Nilsson or Suzanne Vega. They’re hooky, lingering, sonically sophisticated. By contrast “Incorrigible Germany” leans on the smarts, like Randy Newman but without the cheek. Others like “Until I’ve Heard You Sing” and “Those Eyes: A Coming-Of-Age Novelty Ballad” are touching in their confessional directness and musical simplicity. Davies also writes, sings and records in French. I don’t what he’s on about in “Ton histoire reste a raconteur” but I love the sonic groove he’s got going.
Back in 2015 Davies claimed (in song) that he’d “Already Written All My Good Songs.” But given what we’ve heard here it’s apparent that wasn’t true. Here’s hoping he’ll continue to prove himself wrong.
Check out his worlds of music at his website and bandcamp locations.
Hold the presses, there’s more breaking music news out there that’s fit to print. Apparently the world is awash in zombies, ruffians and forces deliberately designed to test you. And Randy’s. Plenty of them too.
I’ve been meaning to write about the Zombies of the Stratosphere for quite a while. Their records sound so precise and pristine, just layer on layer of sonic goodness. The new LP is Shot An Arrow, their first to hit to record shelves in four long years. “If You’re Into It” amounts to a strong opening with a sound like a cross between XTC and the Alan Parsons Project. Love the organ riffs. Title track “Shot An Arrow” is full of They Might Be Giants whimsy. “Long Way” also leans on keyboards to create a particular pop atmosphere. But there’s surprises awaiting those who dig a bit further into the record. Country gets a look in on “California Waits,” “Whistling Wind,” and “Shut Out the Light,” the latter dialing up a bit of Memphis sort of Beatles. Then again “Bones Don’t Lie” and “Sister Sundown” rock things up a bit more. I’d single out “Mercy Rider” as a should-be hit. The song alternates punchy lead guitar and organ work in a Crowded House kind of melodic workout. Or check out how “30 Guns” vibes a bit early 1970s Moody Blues. Closing number “Vacancy Arms” is another standout XTC-ish number reminiscent of the Nonesuch era, with a touch of the Eagles here and there.
Ambience meets straight up rock and roll heart on Born Ruffians album #9 Beauty’s Pride. Whether they are going straight for the rock jugular on songs like “Do” or delicately traipsing into the open emotional field that is title track “Beauty’s Pride,” this is a band that knows how to take you on a sonic ride. Things open with other-worldly synth before gelling into the dance-able “Mean Time.” “To Be Seen” keeps the indie rock dance vibe going in a solid bit of potential single-age. Then “What a Ride” shuffles the poprock deck again and again. By contrast “Let You Down” has a wonderfully English guitar pop consistency. As the album starts to slow down the songs feature fun sonic additions. “Can We Go Now” intersperses what sounds like 1980s video game sound effects. “Supersonic Man” sounds like a slowed down David Bowie. I love the spare instrumental and emotional intensity of “Hi” and its crashing chorus. “In the Meantime” is so lulling, counter-posing a stark up-front vocal and fuzzy guitar chords.
LA’s Force Model launch their EP Barricade with psych guitars and a fattened up vocal sound on opening track “All Expectations” that is just so damn alluring. What could be next? “Barricade” is noisy in a math rock kind of way. “Nothing At All” turns up the melody quotient without necessarily turning down the guitar amps. The bristling lead guitar licks on this track repeat in a way that is captivating. But nothing will prepare you for the outstanding should-be hit single “How Can One Girl Be So Sad?” Man, this track is a hook beast, melding vocals that tip between the Bryds and Britpop with a melody that is a ferocious ear worm. I’ve already hit repeat countless times! And then things are over all too soon with the light-then-crunchy closer “Pisces Dreamboat.” What a blast of melodic rock goodness this EP is.
Here to bring on some pop sweetness and light Randy Klawon offers us six pop wonders on his new EP Sunday’s Child. Inspired by the super-charged pop hooks of bands like the Beatles, Monkees and Raspberries, Klawon’s efforts could easily slip onto radio playlists covering the 1970s and 1980s. Title track “Sunday’s Child” sets the bar high, with top rank production and musical arrangements. This one really sounds so radio ready, heavy rotation. “Sleep Tight” has a rough and ready Beatlesque pop quality with solid Harrison sound-alike lead licks. Then “Every Name in the Book” turns up the jangle and buffets the main vocal with great back-up vocal support. Both “All You Really Need” and “Let’s Do It Again” are pop gems with striking guitar work. At just 18 minutes long, Sunday’s Child is over before you’re quite ready to see it end.
I’d say that’s all from the news-desk but frankly there’s plenty more on the story board. Keep tuning in for frequent updates.
Photo ‘Found Kodachrome Slide” courtesy Thomas Hawk Flikr collection.
Covers can feel like an artistic cheat. Why write something new when there’s a wealth of material out there that’s already proven to be popular? But covers can be an equally exquisite creative outlet in the right artistic hands. So here we pull out some pretty fabulous covers from acts that certainly know their own way around a songwriter’s desk.
Our first song triplet reaches back to the sixties and seventies. Robert Crenshaw steps out of his brother’s shadow on his 2003 long-player Dog Days and takes on a real classic pop wonder with a cover of The Vogues 1966 hit “Five O’Clock World.” Artists as varied as Julian Cope, The Proclaimers and Bowling for Soup have taken a stab at it but Crenshaw’s version really lands. Mark Ward’s new album Translator offers a wide range of covers but his take on Badfinger’s “Baby Blue” hits the power pop guitar and vocal marks. Sometimes artists seem to deliberately take up material pretty far flung from their usual melodic haunts. Like Mark Aaron James’ cover of ABBA’s “The Name of the Game.” This is not an easy song to knock off at karaoke. It’s got strange pacing, plenty of tempo change-ups, and a melody that curves in unusual ways. James gets the tune across in an original way.
Robert Crenshaw – Five O’Clock WorldMark Aaron James – The Name of the Game
Moving toward the new wave turn of the decade capping off the 1970s The Pictures lead guy Davey Lane gives us a less English version of Squeeze’s kitchen-sink singalong “Up the Junction.” It’s got a rougher edge, slightly less winsome, perhaps more drink-along than sing-along – but good. The Dahlmanns know their Tom Petty and give us a taste on their 2024 Lucky EP. Their version of “A Thing About You” is less snarly, more power poppy, and utterly delightful. By contrast, Canadian Jeremy Fisher deconstructs The Cars super-hit “My Best Friend’s Girl,” adding mischief, some pipe solos, and background vocals with just enough cheese to be enjoyably ironic.
Arriving in the 1980s The Extensions reinvent the Simple Minds’ iconic movie tune “Don’t You (Forget About Me).” They seem to slow things down, lower the angst level, but dial into the song’s sincere heart. Lisa Mychols likes to collaborate and her new vehicle is The High Frequencies. Catch their magnetic cover of David Bowie’s “Modern Love.” It’s another song that sounds so easy to do but needs a certain kind of energy to really come together – this band does it justice. Another artist that is hard to cover is Aimee Mann. Her work is just so her that it’s hard to imagine other possible versions. But Marti Jones, another artist with a distinctive vocal approach, pulls it off on her cover of Mann’s “Put Me on Top” from her 1993 solo debut Whatever.
Marti Jones – Put Me On Top
Wrapping up this covers extravaganza is an elegant re-make of Elliott Smith’s “Waltz #2 (XO)” from the ever so piano-delightful Sofa City Sweetheart. The accompaniment is spare, just piano and Juan Antonio Lopez’s aching vocals.
Photo ‘Found Kodachrome Slide’ courtesy Thomas Hawk Flikr collection.
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