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beetnelson · 4 months ago
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when i make a playlist you know it's over
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musickickztoo · 6 months ago
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Wreckless Eric *May 18, 1954
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dustedmagazine · 2 months ago
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Listed: Amy Rigby
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The singer-songwriter Amy Rigby got her start in the late 1980s and early 1990s in spry, New York-based country throwback groups Last Roundup and The Shams. Starting with 1996’s Diary of a Mod Housewife, Rigby has steadily released solo work that can break your heart with the contagious ache in her dry, distinctive voice or make you laugh out loud at the concussive put-downs she doles out. Rigby has a particular knack for turning the quotidian mythic and reminding us that the mythologized are ultimately just some guys. The music has remained rooted in country, but not confined by it. Hers is a guitar-forward style that can incorporate the bright highs of acoustic pop rock, crunchy roadhouse grooves, R&B, and even jazz. Alex Johnson, in his review of Rigby’s most recent release, Hang In There With Me, called the album “tough, witty rock and roll…[that] catalogs a lifetime of drags, uncertainties and disasters, but returns, again and again, to the people, moments and experiences that make it worthwhile, or bearable enough.”
Here are some things that Rigby has been listening to lately.
Warmduscher — “Eight Minute Machines”
Discovered via an online review of their Brooklyn show last year, one that made me want so badly to be sweating in a crowd with this band onstage.
Amelia White — “Get To The Show”
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One of my Nashville pals and I love this track from her latest album. Amelia is always out working and rocking, written with the great Gwil Owen… Sometimes I really do miss Nashville!
Daniel Romano — “Impossible Green”
You know when you discover an artist and think wow, this kid’ll go far, then realize they’ve been at it for years, made tons of records, play all the instruments, write, sing and tour their ass off? That’s how it is for me with Daniel Romano. This track comes from his 2017 album Modern Pressure.
Gina Birch — I Play My Bass Loud
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Gina’s debut solo album came out just a year ago — I’ve been a fan since hearing the Raincoats in the late 1970s and getting to see them live when they came to NYC back then. She’s one of my heroines for being an artist and uniquely herself in whatever it is she does — music, video, painting. The bass and her opening line: “Sometimes I wake up, and I wonder — what is my job?” Pure Gina/genius!
Wreckless Eric — Inside The Majestic
He’s my husband and labelmate so what the hell — this is from his most recent album Leisureland. People know Eric for his voice and lyrics and guitar, but this is an instrumental track that’s just glorious. I want to see the movie it soundtracks, or at very least a choreographed dance routine with Eric at the piano in a tuxedo.
Michele Stodardt — “These Bones”
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A big attraction for me with the Magic Numbers was Michele Stodart’s bass playing and cool vocal contributions, love hearing and seeing her do her solo thing.
Meshell Ndgeocello — The Omnichord Real Book
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For the last dozen years, I was bartending/selling books at a small shop in New York’s Hudson Valley. The first time Meshell came in I was tongue-tied, knowing her as a bass playing legend and poet, and thought if she lives here, it’s kind of the center of the universe, right? I really hope to see her play live sometime.
TBHQ — “Planet of Pain” from TBHQ
A radio host on a show I guested on was playing this great track when I walked in. “I really like that,” I thought, and then realized it was my daughter Hazel Rigby who records under the name TBHQ. She’s been performing and recording for years, often instrumental/noise but her voice and lyrics are so wise and honest.
Dory Previn — “The Comedian”
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There’s never been anyone like Dory Previn, the pain and ridiculousness of being a human so acutely depicted in song. There’s a new documentary about her, On My Way To Where, by my friend Julia Greenberg with animated segments by Emily Hubley, just making its debut out there. She had a fascinating, fruitful, difficult beautifully productive life and I can’t wait to learn more about her.
Mary Timony — “Dominoes” from Untame The Tiger
Love everything about Mary Timony’s latest solo album Untame the Tiger — the songs, the guitar playing, her voice, the cover!
Swamp Dogg — “Synthetic World”
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One of my favorite tracks of all time. Jerry Williams (Swamp Dogg) is still out bringing his music to the people. I’m looking forward to seeing the new documentary Swamp Dogg Gets His Pool Painted — there’s just nobody like this guy.
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eroticlamb · 3 months ago
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bandcampsnoop · 1 month ago
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9/29/24.
Wreckless Eric's S/T debut was one of the first albums that made me want to dive headfirst into non-stop music "discovery" mode. I remember thinking, "If this is out there, how much other cool music - both new and old - must also be." I don't think Bandcamp was around when I started intently listening, but My Space was.
Wreckless Eric (England, now lives in New York) was a mainstay of the British punk scene in the late 1970s and recorded on Stiff Records. "The Donovan Of Trash" came out in the 1990s and makes me think of bands like Tall Dwarfs and Billy Childish. More recently, the music of Mark Wynn comes to mind.
This was originally in 1993 and was reissued in 2014 by Fire Records.
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v0id-c0rroded · 1 year ago
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soundgrammar · 1 year ago
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Listen/purchase: Wow & Flutter by Wreckless Eric
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mywifeleftme · 1 year ago
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122: Wreckless Eric // Wreckless Eric
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Wreckless Eric Wreckless Eric 1978, Stiff
Wreckless Eric looked like the Wild Child to Johnny Rotten’s Sabretooth, a miniature 24-year-old who could’ve been 15, with maniac black eyes and a slurry snarl for a voice. Eric’s music was much cuter than the Pistols’ though, pubby power pop that fit perfectly into the early Stiff Records roster alongside Costello, Lowe (who occasionally produced for him), and Dury (who shared songs and band members with him). His songs, when he wasn’t taking the piss, were a match for those of his acclaimed peers, though he had a spikiness and determined sloppiness that had more genuine sympathy with the punk movement than any of them. He sounds like the type of kid they’d pill to the eyeballs these days to keep him in school, but in the 1970s they gave him studio time and a saxophone player.
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We’re looking at the British version of the self-titled debut here, a 10” rather inexplicably on toffee-brown vinyl which omits “Whole Wide World” (already released as a single—no doubt the label preferred people have a reason to keep buying it) and “Telephoning Home” (had this one been released elsewhere?). I failed to clock this fact when I picked up this copy the other day, and I’m a little bummed not to have “Whole Wide World” on wax, but if there’s a bright side it’s that the lesser tunes shine a little brighter without that singular classic flying over all.
“Reconnez Cherie” kicks things off with an amiable bounce that Ray Davies would’ve been proud of (or is it “Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da” it makes me think of?), an irresistible, accordion-abetted (!) pop gem. Eric follows it up with the jittery “Rags and Tatters,” a 90-second power pop number that gives up and turns (literally) into “Yakety Sax” for the latter half of its run-time. This is the Wreckless Eric experience; one for him (woozy blues about “Personal Hygiene”), one for you (Buzzcocksy anti-anthem “There Isn’t Anything Else”), and so on. This EP version leaves me wanting a little more of both Erics, but that’s the nice thing about a short record: you can always get up and do it again for as long as the songs bear flipping. In this case, plenty!
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thelifeelsewhere · 2 months ago
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Hang In There With Amy Rigby
Amy Rigby’s latest solo album, Hang In There With Me, was co-produced by Wreckless Eric (AKA Eric Goulden), Amy’s husband and sometime duo partner at their home studio in upstate New York. Here is a bracing look at life inside the vortex of the last few years. Mortality, aging and youthful missteps refracted through Amy’s insightful lyricism emerge not wistful but resolute even triumphant.…
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famousborntoday · 6 months ago
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Eric Goulden, known as Wreckless Eric, is an English rock and new wave singer-songwriter, best known for his 1977 single "Whole Wide World" on Stiff Records. Mo...
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mrbopst · 6 months ago
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Wreckless Eric by Olaf Jens
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musickickztoo · 6 months ago
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Eric Goulden (Wreckless Eric)
A Dysfunctional Success - The Wreckless Eric Manual
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dustedmagazine · 10 months ago
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Jennifer Kelly’s 2023 in Review: Still Human FWIW
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I finally saw Sun Ra Arkestra
I first heard about Chat GPT in January this year, and it sounded bad from the start. I make most of my living writing things for big faceless corporations who view me as a cost. Cut that cost to zero and I’m out of a job. But for the first five months of 2024, I continued to be busy and I thought, well maybe it’s nothing. Then in May, like a light switch, everything stopped. I had one regular client who continued to pay a monthly retainer. Nothing else. And the usual mailings, pleadings with old clients, etc. had no effect. I’m close to retirement age. This summer, I thought I had arrived early.
Things have picked up since then, and right now, I’m in a good place. People are starting to notice Chat GPT’s ignorance of anything post 2021, its refusal to factcheck or footnote and its relentless blandness. Clients are coming back, but the floor doesn’t feel very solid under my feet. It could all go away at any time. (This is the lesson we all learned from COVID-19…that you could fall into the pit any time.)
The one thing that didn’t stop was Dusted, and for that I am very grateful. As I’ll explain to anyone who asks, there’s never been any money in Dusted, so there can’t be any less. We are more or less immune to economic pressures. And as long as we’re here, there is lots and lots of good music to write about.
My year started with two records that blew me away in January (and maybe December 2022) and held #1 and #2 slots all year. They were Meg Baird’s Furling and Robert Forster’s the Candle and the Flame. Next, came an email from Rob from Sunburned with a link to Stella Kola’s extraordinary debut, and then gosh, Sub Pop still sends me promos and here’s one from Mudhoney! Every time 2024 succeeded in getting me down, I’d get music from someone.
Live music was another solace. Shows that made me happy this year included Warp Trio, Sunburned Hand of the Man, Dear Nora, Vieux Farka Toure, Bridget St. John with Stella Kola, Sun Ra Arkestra, Kid Millions with Sarah Bernstein, Faun Fables, Sweeping Promises, Daniel Higgs, Constant Smiles, Baba Commandant (RIP), Xylouris White, Joseph Allred with Ruth Garbus and Ryan Davis with his Roadhouse band. Special mention goes to the always astonishing Thing in the Spring with Editrix, Rough Francis, Thus Love, Gorilla Toss, Equipment Pointed Ankh. Susan Alcorn, Marisa Anderson and Jim White and Bill Callahan.
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The best show of the year, however, came late in the summer with William Tyler and the Impossible Truth band, an unbelievably talented, seasoned crew with Luke Schneider on pedal steel, Third Man mainstay Jack Lawrence on bass and Brian Kotzgur on drums. The way they opened up and fired up Tyler’s songs was a revelation, even to someone, like me, who’s been a fan since Behold the Spirit. Garcia Peoples opened, and they were great, too.
I should mention that we have recently been blessed with a bunch of excellent music venues nearby—Nova Arts in Keene and Epsilon Spires and the Stone Church in Brattleboro. Going to music used to always mean driving back from at least Northampton, sometimes further, late at night, and, as I get older and my night vision fades, it has been really nice not to have to do that. (Also, to all my Dusted-reader-musician-friends, if you play one of these venues, thank you, and let me know when you’re coming.)
With that, it’s time to talk about 2023 favorites. I’ll write about the first ten and then just list the rest.
Meg Baird — Furling (Drag City)
Meg Baird’s gorgeous solo album alternates between ghostly, inward-looking piano songs and bright swirls of 1960s psychedelia. Her extraordinary voice, high, pure, and unearthly, joins lush, burnished guitar grooves. Sometimes I think I like the swaggering bounce of “Will You Follow Me Home,” the best, but other times, the disembodied otherness of “Ashes, Ashes” is the prettiest thing I know.
Robert Forster — The Candle and the Flame (Tapete) 
Forster’s solo records are always good, wry and funny and stuttering with strummy punk energy, but this one, recorded with family while his wife battled cancer, is his best yet. “She’s a Fighter,” a group sing-along is prickly and defiant, the only song specifically written about Karin’s illness, but threads of enduring, life-long love run all through this album. “Tender Years” is especially moving, as Forster sings, “I’m in a story with her, I know I can’t live without her, I can’t imagine why,” in a voice cracked with sincerity and feeling. Very few albums make me cry, but this one does.
Anohni and the Johnsons—My Back Was a Bridge for You to Cross (Secretly Canadian)
The sound on Anohni’s fifth album with the Johnsons smolders in the pocket, its textures a nod to Marvin Gaye’s classic What’s Going On? It’s velvety smooth but taut with urgency, as the artist contemplates climate disaster and personal struggles. “It Must Change,” trills with the coolest falsetto, while “Sliver of Ice” reverberates with a low, hushed passion. Every song lands a punch, soft when it happens but ringing for days in your ears.
The Drin — Today My Friend You Drunk the Venom (Feel It)
“Venom” lurches and blurts, bass thumping, drums clashing, monotone vocals drenched in menace. It’s a punk song distilled to essence, a world in itself, a short, brutal blast that is also somehow psychedelically expansive. The Fall, the Swell Maps and Adrian Sherwood haunt this disc in various places, but the Drin is its own mysterious thing.
Wreckless Eric — Leisureland (Tapete)
“Get yourself a one-way ticket for the merry-go-round,” sings the Bard of Hull on the last and most exhilarating song from his ninth full-length. That’s “Drag Time,” with its indelible hook, its enveloping harmonies, its hint of Amy Rigby in the chorus. Let’s just go way out on a limb here and say it’s as good, maybe better, than “Whole Wide World.”  
En Attendant Ana — Principia (Trouble in Mind)
Good lord, was Trouble in Mind on a roll this year or what? I could put Melanas or Tubs here, with FACS not far behind, but instead, let us contemplate the light-and-dark wonder of “Black Morning,” with its giddy counterpoints, its bright, sustaining trumpet, its boppy beat and its underpinning, somehow, of shadowy melancholy. Or the skanky bass that kicks off “Same Old Story,” in a prickly way, the lone element of dissonance that gives a daydream teeth.
Stella Kola—S-T (Self-Release)
Everybody who’s anybody in W. Mass alt.folk does a turn on this magical LP—centered around Beverly Ketch and Rob Thomas but including PG Six, Wednesday Knudson, Jeremy Pisani, Willy Lane and Jen Gelineau. Despite the expansiveness of the ensemble, these songs are feather light and lucid, like Pentangle sprinkled with magic dust.
Mudhoney — Plastic Eternity (Sub Pop)
Psychedelic overload meets raw punk and potty humor in this 12th album from the grunge godfathers. I like the sheer rush and swirl of cuts like “Almost Everything” and “Souvenir of my Trip” best, but bare, belligerent “Flush the Fascists” is grade-A too, and how can anyone resist Mark Arm paying tribute to his best bud on “Little Dogs.”
Beirut — Hadsel (Pompeii)
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Hadsel is surprisingly cheery for an album recorded on a remote Norwegian island in the dead of winter, with swoony harmonies and counterpoints, intricate synthesized beats and blares of an antique pipe organ. “We had so many plans,” Zach Condon sings, both mourning and subtly sending up his cohort’s response to the COVID pandemic, but this remarkably pretty album seems more like a happy accident.
The Feelies—Some Kinda Love (Bar None)
What a total pleasure it is when one jangly, drone-y, indie rock phenomenon pays tribute to the wellspring. In this case, it’s the Feelies covering many of the Velvet Underground’s best known songs at a live show in 2018 where everyone had a blast. Now you can, too.
More albums that I loved in the order that I thought of them.
Iron & Wine—Who Can See Forever Soundtrack (Sub Pop)
Melanas—Ahora (Trouble in Mind)
Sleaford Mods — UK Grim (Domino)
The Tubs — Dead Meat (Trouble in Mind)
Sky Furrows—Reflect and Oppose (Feeding Tube/Cardinal Fuzz)
Lonnie Holley — Oh Me Oh My (Jagjaguwar)
Yo La Tengo—This Stupid World (Matador)
The Toads—In the Wilderness (Upset the Rhythm)
Dan Melchior—Welcome to Redacted City (Midnight Cruiser)
James and the Giants—S-T (Kill Rock Stars)
Ben Chasny and Rick Tomlinson—Waves (VOIX)
Bonnie Prince Billy—Keeping Secrets Will Destroy You (Drag City)
CLASS—If You’ve Got Nothing (Feel It)
The Clientele—I’m Not There Anymore (Merge)
Devendra Banhart—Flying Wig (Mexican Summer)
Kristin Hersh—Clear Pond Road (FIRE)
Sally Anne Morgan—Carrying (Thrill Jockey)
FACS—Still Life in Decay (Trouble in Mind)
Setting—Shone a Rainbow Light On (Paradise of Bachelors)
Airto Moreira & Flora Purim—A Celebration (BBE)
Sweeping Promises—Good Living Is Coming For You (Feel It)
James Waudby—On the Ballast Miles (East Riding Acoustic)
Emergency Group—Venal Twin (Centripetal Force)
Ryan Davis and the Roadhouse Band—Sing Dancing on the Edge (Sophomore Lounge)
Tyvek—Overground (Gingko)
Wurld Series—The Giant’s Lawn (Melted Ice Cream)
Various Artists—STOP MVP (War Hen)
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musiconspotify · 1 year ago
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#WrecklessEric Standing Water
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wrong-mistr3ss · 1 year ago
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bandcampsnoop · 2 years ago
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5/7/23.
Sealed Records (London) has been reissuing rare/weird/punk music since 2019. We posted about (and I bought) the excellent Dolly Mixture collection released a few months ago.
Now, releasing in July, we have a 7" from Andy Stratton (UK). Andy was a 16 year old when he recorded these songs in 1980. The drummer was from The Mob, and Andy had never played a gig on his own. Yet here he is sounding mature and appropriately punk - he sounds influenced by the Buzzcock's and The Mob. He has a bit of Wreckless Eric in him, and the tone of his guitar sounds a bit like Andy Summers.
Really, check out the Sealed Records catalogue. There's a lot to dig into - most of it comes with authentic British snarl.
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