Come May 2012 Truth or Dare by Madonna, a fragrance that queen Madge claims is "something personal that was an expression of me but that other people could relate to as well. Something honest, and yet daring, hence the name" will be made available to the masses and marketed as part of a larger Madonna sanctioned Truth or Dare lifestyle label. Good grief. At least we were spared the same of Miss Debbie Gibson's Electric Youth campaign, though I know of at least one young-at-heart who still bleeds for the stuff. However, seeing as Truth or Dare by Madonna is for women 25-45, with the 35-45 age group being the primary market aim for the fragrance, could it be that all the Debbies-come-Deborahs who once embraced the "youth is energy" Electric Youth credo are now being urged to re-embrace the girl-talk slumber party appeal all over again with Madonna? Take a look at this:
Japanese psychedelic ensemble Acid Mothers Temple (and their countless subsequent appendages) are the stuff of legend. If one was to assemble a who's who of the SF underground (or otherwise) music scene of the last fifteen years for an A.M.T. campfire story tell-a-thon there would be so much surreal-deep dish served you'd think you'd have invented a freaky new kind of supper club. But whatever their exploits, be it the creation of long-distance, guru-level tripper jams or the pursuit of perfection via stones, women and long-player records the guys (& dolls) of Acid Mothers Temple & the Melting Paraiso U.F.O. always seem to me to be the closest I'll ever get to meeting, and I mean this in the most literal tense, a real life star trekker. They stop by Amoeba Music's galactic sector just about every time they play San Francisco (at least once a year it seems) and I cannot reiterate the fact that though they may share some resemblance to the usual off-brand Haight Street flotsam placed beyond the pale one cannot help but recognize the particular presence of Kawabata et al as a refreshing whiff of wizardry in the real. Check out what A.M.T. master shamans Makoto Kawabata and Atsushi Tsuyama picked up on their most recent trip below in this recent addition to Amoeba Music "What's In My Bag?" discovery video series, now with more Acid Mothers Temple!
Holy diver, have I got a stiffy for your cocktail! I had a singular experience with a familiar elemental over the weekend and let me tell you is wasn't as easy as...well, let's just say I took it rather hard.
It all began when I asked Steven Liles, a trusted barkeep at Smuggler's Cove - the best rum bar in San Francisco, nay, on this island earth (putting them in the running for best rum bar in this sector of our galaxy) - for a pour of something exciting and new from the less-than-extravagantly priced end of their extensive spectrum of Lord Nelson's Blood offerings. I knew I was in trouble when, uttering something like a giggle with a kill-devil twinkle in his eye, he motioned the nearest rum-runner to procure a bottle of "Jeremy" from below-decks. Then he turned and said something along the lines of, "you know that ron means rum in Spanish, right?" The kicker: it was an unopened, virgin bottle of Ron.
But that's not the only rummy that popped up last week!
Last Thursday (a.k.a. Lana Del Rey day) this sweet baby arrived at Amoeba Music SF! It seems the good folks down at San Juan Puerto Rico-based label Trans Air are serving Soul Jazz some solid competition in the compilation arts department with their latest offering of island scorchers: West Indies Soul, Volume 1. How hot is that eye-popping red-on-green cover art featuring Antigua-shaped collage of rum labels? Hot enough to follow Trans Air's trailblazing streak of dance floor fire-starters like Disc'o'Lypso and West Indies Funk volumes one through three. This latest release showcases a softer side of the warm Caribbean sounds and breezy island rhythms with audio remastered from the original analog tapes for optimum sound quality. Standout tracks include covers of Dyke & The Blazers - "Funky Broadway" and Lou Rawl's venerable "Love Is A Hurting Thing" not to mention lesser heard Northern Soul jams like Richard Stoute's "Love is a Hurting Thing" and Dobby Dobson's take on "What Love Has Joined Together" (listen below). Tropical ballads like these leave nothing wanting save perhaps for a proper beverage pairing like a tall, cool Wray & Ting.