C'mere

Adelaïde Hall - Creole Love Call, with Duke Ellington and his orchestra (1927).
What a lady. I love this song for Adelaïde's lilt and lustful churning. Ai ya.

Up-Yours

The X-Ray Spex performing Oh Bondage! Up Yours! in the documentary "Punk in London" (1977).

Poly Styrene in 1977.

The Space Lady

With the voice of a crystal bell chiming in outer space, Susan Dietrich aka Suzy Sounds aka The Space Lady, is street-music legend!  Equipped with her Casiotone and signature winged helmet, Suzy emitted extra-terrestrial harmonies throughout the streets of 1970's Boston and 80's San Fransisco. Ms. Soundz has recently emerged from retirement to compile an amazing album with Night School Records (digital) (vinyl). Of her early street sets, only one recording was made, self-released originally on cassette and then transferred to a home-made CD. "The Space Lady’s Greatest Hits"(LSSN021) features the best of these recordings - mostly covers but with some originals. via Night School

For further reading check out The Space Lady in Dazed Digital and at Boing Boing.

Efteling

Young Kate Bush made her television debut in 1978 on a Dutch TV special produced by the Efteling theme park in the Netherlands. (Efteling had recently opened their haunted castle Spookslot and wanted to show off the park's new attraction). Kate is such a clever and sincere artist. I think she is pure magic.

Coke Weed

      I would like to take a moment to introduce you to Coke Weed. They're, well, what is their genre? Fuzz rock? Surf-wave? Like, Cheech pulling over in a low-rider to give Chong-in-drag a ride ["Hey double bubble!]?  Who cares. Anyways, I like them alot - and you should give them a listen!

     Coke Weed's main vocals, provided by Nina D., are big and languorous - like heavy 1960's vogue eyelids at noon. As an ensemble, they sound like the reminisce of a beat up suitcase in the back of a doorless van. The best part is - Coke Weed's nostalgic sound is a buddy road-trip. They don't, like, fly solo, man.

↑ The Coke Weed rockers, photo by Jarly Bobadilla

↑ Nina D., from CokeWeed.com

   
     Here's their third and latest album Back To The Soft (2013):



      I hold an endless summer in my heart all the live-long Maine winter.
      Coke Weed: soundcloud, web, store, youtube

Girlsgirlsgirls

    hey I found your weekend song: it's Nice, by Kleenex. Nothing like the tuneful, deliberate punk scrapes of these lovely Swiss-German gals to get that eyeliner swiping.

have fun out there, friends and pals! ♥ SD

50 Words 4 Snow

      Sullarniq: Eskimo for snow blown in through a doorway.

↑ "Nocturne in Grey and Gold - Chelsea Snow" James McNeill Whistler (1876)

        Tuaq: Eskimo for lump of old ice frozen into new ice.

↑ "Hunters in the Snow" Pieter Bruegel the Elder (1565)

       Qanipalaat: Eskimo for feathery clumps of falling snow.

↑ "Moscow. Red Square" Boris Kustodiev

      Pukak: Eskimo for snow crust.

↑ "Ipatiev monastery in the winter light" Aleksey Savrasov (1870)

       Nittaalaq: Eskimo for air thick with snow.

↑ "February" Grant Wood (1940)

      Here's a little send-off from Kate Bush — it's my favorite song on 50 Words For Snow:

      For extra credit, check out the title track "50 Words For Snow". (SPOILER: Stephen Frye monotonously recites Inuit snow words for eight minutes. It makes me feel like I'm watching performance art that I reaaaaaaly shouldn't be giggling at but I juuuuust can't help it... You know. But, like, in a good way.)

      Inuit words via Azimuth.

Little Trouble Girl

      Director Mark Romanek's video for Sonic Youth's "Little Trouble Girl" is so beautiful. The combination of 90's colors and 70's Los Angeles topped by the feeling that you're watching the entire thing with your face pressed up to a surveillance TV screen is so perfect. Kim Gordon and Kim Deal (The Pixies, The Breeders) are such languorous beauties!  Their voices and stares remind me so much of the listless teenage musings of the Shangri-Las (1, 2, 3).



      Once, right around the time that we started playing Resident Evil 3: Nemesis, my brother and I spent an afternoon aimlessly searching a large abandoned cooperate office building for ammunition, red and green herbs, and infected zombies. Groping around the doorways of windowless offices searching for a light switch was just about the creepiest thing ever... but sometimes, a few bars of eerie wavering fluorescent light would flicker on and my desolation would blossom into the weirdest most indescribable feeling of awe.
      As I walked around kicking white ceiling tiles and tripping on tangled telephone wires, I thought about how impractical Jill Valentine's outfit was and wondered what the office was like when people still worked there.