TITLE: Pooka
ARTIST: Pooka
LABEL: United Artists UK, 1969

What more can I say about pooka? These dudes is raw. Tracks like "Lady Ostrich", and "Ha Ha ! I can Fly!!" Are just waiting to rock a party, at least if you are playing a field party of overdosed hippies. Its just an organ, some retarded drummin crazy guy, and somebody else. They are mixing the electronic element in here to. The track "Merlins Party" has got this crazy drum intro with some electronic overdubbing going on. Its real slow and real nice. It was put on that Isolationists LP on jazz fudge last year. "Kicking a Can" starts out real slow and kinda ethereally.. then this stupid garbage junkyard melody pours out, and I can visualize a bunch of stoners dancing like monkeys when the beat drops.

TITLE: Barbara & Ernie
ARTIST: prelude to...
LABEL: Cotillion 1971

I love black girls, you know. Thats why Im so jealous of Ernie, cause Barbaras hype, nahmean, and shes fly she has an open mind (Ernies not that fly) and knows how to get down. This is an even mix of Psychadelic Folk and smooth Soul. The old school version of Massive Attack I guess. Ernie rocks a sitar, a flute, the whole nine, and theirs a nice break groove on "Searching for the Circle", but its all over when you hear "Somebody to love" by Jefferson Airplane. It is one track that needed to be covered more often. My girl, Babs, just kills it, and the open bass in the beginning was stolen by Smif & Wesson back in the day. Its some down low down tempo jams. Full on, this is some dope soul with a little retarded rock vibe.

TITLE: Terry Riley (w/ Krishna Bhatt)
ARTIST: No Mans land
LABEL: Plainisphare 1983

What do you know about those unreleased films that still got soundtracks. No typical French funk theme de yoyo type shit but I still consider this record to be slammin.. Yeah slammin if you like new age sitars and pianos and synth junk. The type that rich cultured psychiatrists and professors listen to when they get home to their expensive cottage in the Hamptons. They pour some wine, eat some tofu and meditate on their day, then talk about their feelings. Terry riley was flipping samples back in the early 60s looping up some Chet Baker jazz bizness and then started to get crazy with time lag accumulators? &Mdash machines and other instruments that he made up. He was doing his musique concrete thang, ya heard. This stuff is just real pretty music. But to really dive into his steeze, pick up "In C" which like defines minimalism and this early tape loop skrilla. And you can play Top Billin over "In C" and it sounds, well sorta wack. This is straight up new age music, so dont expect too much phatness.. look, Im the guy that likes Bonnie Dobson, allright.. dont hate.

TITLE: The John Howard Abdnor Involvement
ARTIST: Intro To Change
LABEL: Abnak 1969

The real ill private pressed psychadelic records are on labels named after their lead singer. Basically they are runnin shit. This one I found in a flea market stall just south of Georgia. The man holdin it down was trying to sell me Rare Earths ecology for 30 because he found it in his little price guide book (who are writing these books anyway?). This was the only record that I somehow levitated towards as it was wedged between multiple copies of Vivaldi and Dr. Zhivago soundtracks. He let me get it for two dollars after much heated flea market debating. My man was real depressing. Telling me he couldnt even pay the flea market rent in this spider infested broken hoboken stall and how his life plum sucked. It just goes to show that digging really isnt all about the ice, and some heads is strugglin.. and I stole a pack of Yo mTV raps cards before I flexed. Oh yeah and this record is raw. Just your old fashioned late sixties contemplative psych, with two nice jams on the bside. "Relaxation" has an fresh breakdown with the beat riding out, then letting a crazy flutist get loose, then my man John Howard starts whispering "going back to the funny farm.. the funny farm" over and over.. He probably read it from a how to make a pysch LP pamphlet. Im just buggin Abnak, your shits tight!

TITLE: Music of El Topo
ARTIST: Alexandro Jodorowsky and Shades of Joy
LABEL: Douglas 6

This one is up here on the strength of the cover alone. It just screams "WHAT!!", thats if an LP could cry out in typical thug stance. Its a weird mixture of rock/jazz funk breaks, big band, movie score, and naked Native Americans. For a soundtrack (El Topo is a movie I gotta catch) dont expect some Quincy Jones "$" or mister Tibbs action, just a pretty weird lp that can double as a Halloween costume mask. I stole this one from Tony Larson.. But hes hatin on that Miroslav Vitous jawn I gave him, so I couldnt give a fuck. And thats my word.

TITLE: The Music of Dudley Moore
ARTIST: Dudley Moore
LABEL: Cube Australia, 197?

I love soundtracks as much as the next record thug, but those super tight German vampire lesbian films and moog puppet ballets from France have been getting extremely popular over the years. Makin it hard for a brother to just live. When I found this little British comedian/alcholic midgets solo work , I got charged; because its a two record set, and one of the lps is Dudleys work from the Bedazzled Soundtrack. (that will saves me 175 dollars). So I got it, and I really dig it. The title theme is the most hip hop friendly, with the flanged drum break and pounding low piano keys. Its the track with the birds singing and Dudley speaking in droopy the dog style "I do not care". And that type thing. ha! The rest of the music from the soundtrack and his solo albums is more like happening British lounge bossa mellow jams for them Hos and cool jazz Gil Evans shit, which serves me right so I dont have to buy any more of it the rest of my life. Dj Food just took these ill flutes off the track "Millionaire" for their last lp.

TITLE: Bill Cosby Presents
ARTIST: Badfoot Brown and the Bunions Bradford Funeral & Marching Band
LABEL: Uni 1971

Keeping the whole actor turned musical pimp vibe alive, I got send out some love to Bill Cosby for getting his hands dirty. When Cosby aint whooping Rudys ass or making fun of chubby redheaded fat kids; hes getting nasty on the organ. This album is so interesting because there are only two songs on it. They are just full jams. Cosby gets on the organ and plays a single vamp. Then (I only know this cause I read the liner notes) he just points at the session musicians and thats how the track is built.. on solos and progression and breakdowns galore. For real though, these liner notes are one of the few that actually make sense. Im sick of reading "I first watched ______(group name) rock a crowd of 100 loyal fans in a small bar outside of Topeka, their eclectic mix of Soul and Rock got me open; just wait world, ______(group name) is on a roll on the charts, and aint nothing stopping them now, so strap on your seat belt and enjoy the ride." That shit is so corny, read the back of Rare Earths Get Ready, or even funnier is what Isaac Hayes says about Wolfman Jack on his wooden nickel LP.. Its like captions for bad movies written by the same guy from NY Times over and over. "Thrilling", "Mad Excitement!!" "Had me on the edge of my seat!" Basically the shit is generic and Im on to you A&R dudes, aiightjust wait.. Someone needs to make a liner note generator. Or be like William S Burroughs and cut up old corny liner notes and stick them together to make new corny ones. Seriously, after reading what Cosby writes about his music and then hearing "Martins Funeral" puts things in perspective; had me thinking. Ya heard.

Cosbys Badfoot Brown alias is said to have 2 other albums, one on Sussex and another I cant track down. The Sussex one is definitely interesting, but its a little over produced (verses this one not even being produced, just improvised over one melody). Stu Gardner wrote some of the songs and even sings on it, but that doesnt kill it for me. One track about drugs is hype though, and it has the same sounding wah wah craziness as on this album. I cant figure the third mystery lp though. And dont sleep on the silver throat joints either.. ha ha.

TITLE: Creative Movement and Rhythmic Expression
ARTIST: Hap Palmer
LABEL: Educational Activities inc. 197?

Kids records Are dope as hell if you want corny singing and records in bad condition. At least me, I used throw my Cookie Monster and He-Man shit at my mom till she made me macaroni. I was dancing to the teddy bears picnic on top of other Disney classics volumes, and just didnt give fuck what! Now I am back in the saddle trying to re-piece together my infantile musical life like an adventurer with amnesia. So, yeah, I pick up the occasionally awful childrens record trying to catch the next Stark Reality. It never happens, but sometimes you can come off with the absurd shit that can make a kid learn to express his feelings and rock a party. This one is so crazy rugged. Hap Palmer rocked about 40 different kiddie records for Educational Activities, Inc., but this is the one that teaches kids about shakin they asses just like Mystikal says. Retarded bass drops and the lick. Actually I cant comment on this too deep because I lost the actual record somewhere in my satanic soul funk section. But just peep the cover and dwell on the potential.

TITLE: Chapter Three, Vol Two
ARTIST: Manfred Mann
LABEL: Vertigo 1972

One cool facet in the psychadelic genre is the one called established acts go crazy. Manfred supa Mann luva was the head that dropped "doo wah diddy" on the planet in the early sixties. And then his crew did a lot of drugs and made the dark fat shit called Chapter 3. That record is certainly decent. And this one is just like the other with tracks that they didnt put out. Crazy navigation through the horns (who are usually into some free jazz mess) the piano and the rhythm section which is real heavy and driving. And then Manfred drops his ugly voice in the mix and you feel like your having a bad trip. The beats are hard like you need them to be on a rock record and the songs are on some truth type shit.
And to top it all the gatefold in and out is one of my favorites.

TITLE: Down in the Village
ARTIST: Curtis Knight
LABEL: Paramount, 1972

Man, everyone I try and hip this record too just spits in my face and tells me its wack. They must be listening to it backwards or something. Dont worry, thats the last time I turn you onto anything you ungrateful punk.. I got this while wondering North Philly in search of these top secret society flea markets. All I found was the underground Pokeman railroad. This scary little sign led me down in a basement of a warehouse in the Northeast. There were mad booths and neon lights but no customers except me. I thought I was in some Thai sex slave emporium.. I wondered and peeked my head into some curtained stall (all the hot flea market shit gotta be curtained up.) I saw a couple crates of records laying in puddles. This scary guy comes up and sees me eyeing his moldy ass water brain damaged lps and he said "these all start at 15 dollars, Beatles is 25." You know about these types right?.. He fucked up, so I just stole this Curtis Knight lp (which was sealed) when he went to get a corndog. The only problem is that there just was only one entrance (staircase) and it took me an hour of laying low in the back of the flea looking like ET between dusty stained stuffed creatures and action figure sheets. {I remember peeing on those.} After he downed the corndog and gave up hope of finding (and beating) my ass, I made my escape and drowned out the "HEY STOP!!!"s coming from below the flea dungeon. Yeah this record is tough, really heavy psychadelic. Its like his Flashing LP (with jimi hedrix) on heroin or cocaine or whatever drug a record can be on. It has the nastiest fuzz guitar Ive ever heard. Ever listen to DJ Shadows Theme? This is where he got the drums and fuzzy nasty guitar sound. I think Dibbs looped these drums up on one of his break records too. And Signify put them over a Sun Ra chant on something he did. This is nasty shit, if you cant feel me, then you wack.

TITLE: We Could Get Used To This
ARTIST: The Alliance
LABEL: First Priority 1988

Whats up with them fishheads?? "and still you sleep!!!!!!!!!!" This is just a weird record. Im so sick of typing.. support First Priority Music!!! FLORIDA REPRESENT!!!! IM DOPE!!!!!!