Thursday, July 27, 2006

Whoadie got crates- July Edition

Oh boy does Whoadie ever have crates this time. I have accrued so much good vinyl over the last few weeks, I am going to only give a cursory mention to some of it. For example, yard sales and 25 cent thrift store purchases have accounted for 2 Last Poets albums, The Al Green's Call Me, a much needed replacement copy of The Isley's Givin' it Back, a replacement of a Denroy Morgan 12" plus many many more. Behold my steez:

The Pentangle- The Pentangle (Reprise, 1968): Been looking for this one for a while. It was worth the wait. For those of you who aren't familiar with the Pentangle, they're basically Fairport Convention on steriods. Grade: A+

Main Source- Looking At The Front Door b/w Watch Roger Do His Thing 12" (Wild Pitch, 1990): Sealed, bitches!!!!!!!!!!! Grade: A+

Teddy Pendergrass- Life Is a Song Worth Singing (Philadelphia International, 1978): Teddy's second album. Features the bed-her-down anthem "Close the Door." Anybody who collects soul records and doesn't like TP is not worth your time. According to Eddie Murphy, Teddy "scares the bitches into likin' him. That nigga's crazy- throw your panties on the stage." Indeed. Grade: A

Tom Waits- Nighthawks at the Diner (Elektra/Asylum/Nonesuch, 1975): A must-have for anybody prone to hipster man-crushes, there really isn't anything bad to say about early Waits. In my present financial condition, I usually don't buy albums that I'm not going to spin, especially when they cost $10. But a super clean TW gets an economic exemption- a fact he'd probably appreciate for all the right reasons. This was his third album, and in my opinion this album represents the first appearance of the "Waits as Waits" caricature (see: "Get in a monkey-shit brown 57...I've had strange looking patty-melts at Norm's"). Not as good as Closing Time, but then again, what is? Grade: A- (minus for the price- canned ravioli for dinner)

Tuff Crew- She Rides the Pony b/w What You Don't Know 12"
(Warlock, 1988): A while back, my boy Lou told me that anybody in Philly who was young and paying attention in '88 would go nuts when Tuff Crew hits the speaker. With the way TC unleashes the 808s, Lou's probably right, but it seems nobody who was at the Khyber on Saturday when I dropped Rides the Pony was ever paying any attention, much less in '88. Fuckers. But the good news is DJ Too Tuff is back and Tuff Crew could have quite a resurgence if LA Kidd and Tone Love put their heads above ground. Grade: A

Cash Money and Marvelous- Play It Kool b/w Ugly People Be Quiet (Sleeping Bag Records, 1987): Another Philly classic. New school heads know it from the first Wake Up Show tape. Old school heads know it because they were given an everlasting refrain for hating on busted chicks. Like Too Tuff, Cash Money, the first inductee into the Technics DJ Hall of Fame is still doing shit in Philly. Not only that, he's my myspace friend, so we're, like, cool. By the way, noting that his myspace URL is "djcashmoney12," I wonder what was running through his head when he tried to get "djcashmoney" and found this guy. All the ugly people be quiet!!!!Grade: B (sleeve all busted)

Hott City- Ain't Love Grand b/w Feelin Love 12" (Butterfly, 1979): Feelin' Love- new secret weapon. Like The Percolator only not as, uh, you know. Grade: A

Wilson Pickett- Wilson Picket In Philadelphia (Atlantic, 1970): This album is a chance to hear Huff and Gamble's composing chops before their silk shirts started to affect their brains. Oh, and Wilson Pickett sings like Kim Jong Il golfs. Plus, if I'm broke, some internet dude in Britain will probably pay me $30 for it. Too bad he doesn't live in West Philly, with black people. Sucker. Grade: B

The Extra T's- E.T. Boogie 12" (Sunnyview, 1982): The track used to make Busta Rhymes' Dangerous. FHL Productions is perhaps the most underrated production outfit of all time. Instrumental B-side constitutes secret weapon #2. Some points deducted for condition. Grade: A-

James Brown- James Brown Plays James Brown Today & Yesterday (Smash, 1966): Bought this at a yard sale on 63rd St. from an old lady who was liquidating all her posessions in order to move to the retirement home, where there's sure to be relatively little Mashed-Potato-Jump-Back-Jack-See-Ya-Later-Alligator. There are so many JB albums like this, I can't say there's anything remarkable about it except for it's Jimmy Smith-esque feel. Probably the only one of Brown's albums with liner notes that say "Listen and dance to a fine swinging band." That's exactly what it is- organ groove swing versions of JB tracks with JB himself on the organ. Probably won't come off the shelf much, but it's a neat record. Big up to that British record nerd who might buy this one too. Grade: C+ (the plus is for the resale value)

Good grades this month. I'm the shit.

Extra points:
-Hot off the presses, reviews the new Roots record and declares that
shit's about to change.
-From one of my favorite blogs, Paul Lukas' "Uni Watch," a compilation of photos and video about Tsuyoshi Shinjo's insane antics (including scrolling LED belt buckle) at the Japanese All Star Game yesterday. Shinjo is a huge personality in Japan right now, and he does things like ride down through the roof on a sort of disco trapese in introductions. Whoa.