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krispyweiss · 2 years ago

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Sound Bites Presents His Favorite Live Albums of 2022

Neil Young used “Union Man” to declare: live music is better.

That can sometimes apply to albums as well. And the year almost over featured a slew of terrific in-concert recordings.

What follows are Sound Bites’ favorites, going all the way back to Son House in 1964 and coming all the way up to Aoife O’Donovan in 2022.

The Beatles - Get Back - The Rooftop Performance - The 40-minute concert - remixed in stereo by Giles Martin and Sam Okell - is finally out as the digital-only Get Back - The Rooftop Performance. And though the Beatles had spent the previous few years proving themselves masters of the studio with LPs like Revolver and Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, Rooftop provides a glimpse of what a force they could’ve become as a live act. Full review here.

Aoife O’Donovan and the Age of Apathy Band - Live from the Hi•Fi - When O’Donovan says “We’re on fire up here,” after she and the Age of Apathy Band finish “Elevators,” she is referring to the weather. But she might as well have been talking about the music. Review.

The Jerry Garcia Band - GarciaLive Volume 19 - To call the Oct. 31, 1992, concert that comprises GarciaLive Volume 19 life-affirming is an understatement along the lines of saying Jerry Garcia enjoyed drugs. Review.

Todd Snider - Live: Return of the Storyteller - Few live albums - including 2011’s Live: The Storyteller - capture the essence of a performer the way Return of the Storyteller captures the essence of Todd Snider. Review.

Hot Tuna - 2021-12-29, Freight & Salvage, Berkeley, CA - This album is beautiful for many reasons. Not only because of the low-key, American-blues music, but because of the deep bonds of friendship between the players and the invisible thread that runs from the stage to the seating area and back. Review.

Creedence Clearwater Revival - At the Royal Albert Hall (April 14, 1970) - Fifty years after their breakup, Creedence Clearwater Revival remain so ubiquitous they - and their music - are often taken for granted. But as At the Royal Albert Hall reminds us, the band had not only a passel of stone classics, it was an outstanding concert act. Review.

Neil Young OBS 3: Dorothy Chandler Pavilion, 1971, and OBS 4: Royce Hall, 1971 - Recorded two nights apart in 1971 and released on the same day in 2022, Neil Young’s Official Bootleg Series Nos. 3 and 4 are very much the same - from setlists to warm, you-are-there sound. They’re aural time machines to the days when Young’s songbook was relatively thin and virtually no one had heard “Old Man.” Reviews.

Son House - Forever on My Mind - Only 50 or so people attended Son House’s Nov. 23, 1964, concert at Wabash College in Indiana. Although virtually one heard it at the time, everyone can hear it now. And they should. Review.

Grateful Dead - Madison Square Garden, New York, NY, 3/9/81 - Cocaine as rocket fuel. Review.

Zero - Naught Again - Despite the paucity of vocals and the long runtimes, these songs are intricately composed with tension and release where choruses and bridges would otherwise dwell. The tuned-in audience reacts accordingly and the result is an album that damn near succeeds in time travel and space-shifting. Review.

Mavis Staples and Levon Helm - Carry Me Home - Carry Me Home is at its core a religious album that doesn’t require religious ears for enjoyment. Yet, it’s so convincing, those ears may be halfway to the baptismal before the stylus hits the runout groove. Review.

Kris Kristofferson - Live at Gilley’s - Pasadena, TX: September 15, 1981 - Fans who weren’t there can now kinda be there with the release of Live at Gilley’s. The partial-show LP has just enough crowd noise to capture the excitement of the evening and the music proves Kristofferson was one of the rare artists not to fall victim to 1980s production and arrangement values. Review.

12/28/22

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badwryter · 6 months ago

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Chapter 1: The forge

"Cerberus!" Delphi screamed as the ground buckled underneath her.

"You're falling." Came the calm reply from her ships A.I.

She slammed into the floor below and her world went dark as her suit locked itself and absorbed the impact. The lights on her helm began to flicker and cycle power before coming back online. The cool gel interior receded partly as her suits power returned in full.

She coughed till she could breathe and pulled herself to her feet. "You said it was safe."

"I said scans showed it was structurally sound."

"That wasn't structurally sound."

"The scanners are at 40% reliability. You should not have flown through that storm on Charon."

"We didn't know the terraforming had traveled this far out."

"We knew there was a storm."

Delphi silenced her comms and began to look around the ruins she had fallen into. The yellow metallic walls shimmered like chitin under the lights cast by her helmet. An eerie calm filled the air as she padded over the dark soft carpet.

She shambled across the uniform floor as her joints settled back into their respective sockets. The force of her reuniting with solid ground having left its mark on her body even as her armor remained pristine. A large structure rose from the center of the room that was connected to the shaft she had tumbled into.

"Cerberus." She called only to be met with silence.

"Cerberus." She called again after adjusting the volume.

"Yes." They replied.

"I've found the central computer room."

"Impressive."

"I think I'm in another forge."

"This far out?"

"If the observatory can transfer energy all the way out here it can probably use it too." She couldn't manage to keep her annoyance out of her tone.

"You're speculating again."

Ignoring Cerberus, Delphi brought her hand to the port of the console and pushed energy through her gauntlets into it. The energy of her body drained into the machine, leaving her vision once more dim. Her suit chimed a warning in protest to her actions which she promptly ignored.

The flow of energy stopped as quickly as it started and the console came to life. She let her fingers play against the various familiar controls until lights began to fill the large room. Checking the sensors to see the damage the possible millenia had done to the equipment, she fired up a few of the basic systems. More warnings flashed, these ones from the machine itself. She powered the forge down.

"You're being reckless again." Cerberus chimed.

"I just wanted to see how long a repair sequence would take. I think a year would be enough to get it operating at a basic level."

"Give it two. Just to be absolutely sure." They relented.

She checked the warnings one last time before setting the forge in repair mode. "Two years. Mark the date."

"February 28th, 2415. Marked."

Delphi walked towards her ship with a notable limp. The sleek cruiser sat atop a large rock amidst a barren moon. She glanced around her, making note of the beginnings of a thickening atmosphere as she climbed aboard the Phantom.

"Two years." She whispered to herself before climbing aboard and flying away.

She settled nicely into the seat as the ship prepared to reach maximum speeds. Triton, a moon on the outskirts of their solar system receded quickly until it was no longer visible to her scanners. The engine thrummed softly as she stripped off her suit and stashed it in the compartment hidden under her bed.

"You should have kept it on until you were fully healed."

"I'll heal fast enough on my own. I'm low on energy as it is."

"That's because you force started a computer immediately after getting injured. You should have waited."

"You're just mad that I was right."

She sniffed at the collar of her shirt and recoiled from the stench. It smelled irreparably of sweat, ion, dust, and stagnant air. The few changes of clothes she had left were not in much better condition.

"I think we'll stop somewhere at the Uranus Frontier before we do the long haul back. I'd rather not be stuck in here for almost a month straight."

"It is twenty three days." Cerberus corrected before continuing. "Stopping by the frontier is for the best. Your identification is too outdated for the more sophisticated factions."

"I could just put on the cloak and say I'm an archeologist. They let us go just about anywhere."

"None of you have been openly seen in 20 years. I don't think the Eldest would approve of you breaking that tradition."

"Run striatum pause and wake me when we get there." Delphi sighed.

She closed her eyes as her brain activity slowed to near nothing. The random sensations her body still felt despite her inability to comprehend them kept her mind busy. A detailed dream sequence played rapidly before her minds eyes completing the sensation. She felt herself coming back to reality shortly after as her ship landed on the brightly lit pad.

"Where did you land us?" She asked while stretching her muscles.

"New Berlin on the moon Titania. It is the largest settlement."

Delphi grabbed a small pistol from her weapons rack and strapped it to her hip before looking out the window. The large city eclipsed the skyline with its high rising buildings. A blue-green ball of gas hung in the air and blotted out much if not most of the night sky.

"Keep watch." She called as she stepped out onto the metal landing pad.

A small man approached her and hastily scribbled down a few lines on a tablet before looking her way. "Name?"

"Delphi." She responded and stepped around him.

She could hear his footsteps walking closer to another platform as she moved towards a large holographic map. It sat just outside the small transport shuttle area that offered trips to various marked sectors. Shops, bars, museums, and many other tourist attractions were on clear display. Eyeing a few of the more notable bars she selected a small motel nearby and had Cerberus send the appropriate currency under her id.

The shuttle moved quick, speeding down tracks in the underdeveloped city. Different shades of neon flew past her vision faster than she could read any of them. The various advertisements were lost in a whirlwind of color. Whatever they were trying to sell bled seamlessly into another sales pitch.

Suddenly the shuttle dinged and the large doors glided open. The musk of the putrid undercity air wafted into the shuttles cabin only to be purified and replaced with the smell of ion. A short walk left her standing outside the motel surrounded by stink.

Pulling a smaller tablet from her pocket she let the machine scan the code they had sent her. She stepped into the dingy and poorly lit room as the smell of dust got sucked out of the air by autofilters. Small stains of mysterious liquids still peppered the floor adding to the overall ambiance.

The medium sized bed clung to the far wall away from the door. The red sheets and blankets had seen better days, but smelled as if they had been freshly cleaned as she leaned over them. She grabbed the tablet chained to the table and laid down.

"I'm thinking burgers."

"It's been over a week since you've eaten anything."

"Over a month and a half since I've had anything that wasn't freeze dried." She tapped away at the tablet until she saw a small bar with hardly any reviews.

"Drinks as well?"

"I'm a simple woman. I like food, drinks, clothes, discovering ancient and lost technologies, and silence." She placed the tablet down on the side table and headed through the door. The mechanism locked audibly behind her as she turned her comms volume all the way down.

The shuttle brought her to a section of the city within walking distance of anywhere she would like to go. Hurrying along she snagged some clean clothes and quickly dropped her nauseating ones in the nearest recycling station. The dark pants and matching shirt were thick, working class style clothes. They clung loosely on her, but were more than comfortable enough.

A small neon sign flashed next to the door of the bar. It read Open with an unlit Closed sulking right behind it. She stepped through the door and took stock of the emptiness inside.

"Can I get you anything?" A call came over the counter from the woman cleaning glasses.

"Burger, fries, chicken strips, mozzy sticks, and some cheap whiskey." Delphi responded as she sat on the uncomfortable stool provided.

"Dyzil!" The woman yelled. "Burger, fries, chicken strips, and mot sticks!" The bartender poured a glass of a dark liquid and set it in front of her.

"Thanks." She took a light sip and let it coat the inside of her mouth before taking a much longer drink.

"You're new here huh?" The bartender asked while scrubbing away at another glass.

Delphi nodded while taking another drink and turning to face the empty bar. Chairs hung upside down on top of tables as a lone patron sat in the corner. He eyed her from under the brim of his hat while holding a mug of amber liquid.

"Early or late?" She asked while swirling her drink in its glass.

"Early, but don't worry. I don't judge people who need a drink before a shift."

The sound of clattering ceramic shifted her attention away from the man still staring at her. The plates were piled high and nearly overflowing. The smell of the food made her mouth salivate.

"He hooked you up." The bartend remarked as Delphi dove in.

She tore through the food as quickly as she could get it down. The only thing that saved her from choking was the near constant refills on her drink. The heady whiskey clanged around her head, threatening a headache at every turn and bounce.

"It's not going anywhere." A voice came from behind her.

"Hmm?" She mumbled in between bites of chicken.

The man took the stool on her left and waved over the bartender who had wandered over to the other side of the bar. With a gesture of his hand he ordered another drink and one more for Delphi. Sliding the drink within her reach he spoke again.

"Names' Zan, you're new here aren't ya."

"Ordering me a drink gets you five minutes."

"Make it ten." He remarked after waving the bartender over once more.

She pulled out her small tablet and set a timer. A large holographic five floated above it and began to count down. The drinks sat in front of her as she continued eating while he talked.

Every few sentences she would nod or make a noise while barely paying attention. His voice droned on in the background, seemingly unaware of the timer slowly ticking by. This continued until the last of her fries got washed down with what remained of the second glass he had bought her.

"Times up." She said, pausing the countdown just before a large two began to fade.

"Hey! I paid for ten minutes, I only got three of those!"

She quickly paid the bartender and exited to the bustling street. The man followed shortly after, complaining the entire walk to the shuttle about courtesy. She stood just at the brink of the door and refused him entry with a blank expression.

Another quick trip landed her back at her rented room. Her head swam with the cheap whiskey as she collided with her pillow and sank into a deep sleep. The chiming of Cerberus drifted into a cool melody she could swear she had heard somewhere before.

A dull throbbing in her head brought her slamming back to reality. Artificial light streamed through the cheap curtains, beckoning her to wakefulness even as her pounding skull drove her deeper into the pillow beneath her. A sudden chime echoed through her comms, bringing her attention to its urgency.

"What?" She mumbled through the cotton in her mouth after raising her comms volume back to audible.

"You should go check on your ship. Someone scheduled it for maintenance and I've since been locked out."

"SOMEONE WHAT!" She screamed as leapt from her bed and ran to the door, nearly forgetting her tablet with the access code in her haste.

The ride towards the landing platforms felt longer than it took. As soon as the doors opened she launched herself from the shuttle. Using some of her heightened speed, she reached her destination in half the time it normally would take.

The Phantoms platform sat empty with a large cylinder in place of where her ship had been. She rushed over to open it heedless of the dock worker calling to her. His voice echoed off the metal in futility.

When she reached the cylinder, she quickly lifted the latch. Inside was her armor, her Proctor bow, and a slip of paper with the name Delphinus written in large scrawling letters. The dock worker gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Ma'am, empty pads are off limits to the general public. I'm going to have to ask you to leave." His voice was firm, but ambivalence hung underneath.

"Where's my ship." She turned to face him as anger filled her.

"The ship that was docked last left a couple hours ago."

"So you just let someone take my ship?"

"We are not responsible for lost property. You should have kept it locked or purchased a guard driod to watch it."

"I'm taking this." Delphi sighed, pushing her anger back down, as she closed the cylinder and hefted it over her shoulder.

The dock worker shrugged and picked up his broom. She could still hear him sweeping as she walked back to the shuttle. The doors closed with an audible hiss while neon signs began to flash passed her.

"Why didn't you keep watch?" She asked as soon as the door to her room closed.

"I tried. A man from platform maintenance locked me out faster than I could override his control." Disappointment was evident in Cerberus's tone.

"You didn't have to let him on board. You could have denied access."

"I thought you had scheduled maintenance without telling me. You do have a bad habit of withholding information."

She set the cache on the floor next to her bed and flung open the hatch once more. The letter still sat on top, begging for her to read it. A cold sweat pooled down her spine as she plucked it from the pile and opened it.

Dear Delphi.

I borrowed your ship if you hadn't noticed already. Don't worry I left your belongings behind where you could find them. I probably won't be bringing it back though. At least not any time soon, but I think you'll be fine either way.

When you do manage to make it back to the Observatory give mom a warm welcome from me.

You won't be able to find me so I recommend just giving up and trying to find a way off world.

P.S. Don't be too hard on Cerberus. They're doing their best.

Love Gemini

She bundled up the letter and tossed it on the floor. "At least we know how someone could actually fly the damn thing."

"So you're going to try to chase him down I take it?"

"I don't really have a choice." She grabbed her armor and bow, tucking it under her bed out of sight. "Guess we're staying here longer than we thought."

"At least get some actual sleep before you go cohorting into the night."

"Yea, yea, nothing I can do now anyways right?"

Delphi stifled a yawn and laid her head against the stiff pillow. Her eyes slowly drifted closed shutting out the sight of the abysmal room. The whiskey still swam lightly in her head.

#Ad Astra Contendere #Chapter 1

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andrewgloubermanfr · 8 days ago

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