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Karl Wallinger World Party An Appreciation

Karl Wallinger was an enormous talent. Think Pet Sounds only across the board a million light years better melodically, lyrically, consistently and production wise. Karl was the legit GOAT.

Fame did not elude him. Chances are you know "She's the One" The Waterboys and World Party. I didn't stumble into Karl for real until World Party's 2000 release of "Dumbing Up" I was gobsmacked still am.

The song list just pours out effortlessly with dynamics, pacing, tempo and chops. There isn't a weak cut on the whole effort. Think of the best concept albums that flow track to track and then raise your expectations by a million. Prepare not to be disappointed even for a moment.

"What Does It Mean Now" still hit's me squarely in the solar plexus every time. "Who Are You" effortlessly does Dylan better than Dylan at his upper most. It's mind blowing and I love his voice. "Are you the problem or the answer who are you" just jaw dropping. The shredding on "Here Comes The Future" is delicious. Talent oozes out of him as he just breathes.

After track six you can't possibly think he will meet or exceed expectations and that's where the tracks just effortless float you along on a cloud of "High Love" in a higher mind. Slow dance with someone you love with this one.

Shortly thereafter in 2006 we got to see him briefly in a small club at the Beach. We sat basically in his lap. It was a warm up gig before a bigger show in D.C. but it was a real treat. Who doesn't enjoy spending quality time with the band at the bar.

I was just thinking about him last week wondering what he was up to and now this. In a time when we need all our voices for words of positivity, insight and laughter Karl's will be missed.

Here comes the future hope that you can work it out.

When boys and girls are laughing in every nation
When the Truth is pursued for relaxation
When living with the world is our aspiration
When there's no mileage in hate, and no gas-stations
And the creatures are protected from mammals to crustaceans
And the soul has found it's liberation
You know this is always on my mind

I'll miss you Karl

It's like a light surrounds your face.

Brothers and Sisters Review - Alan Paul

 

Just a quick shout out on Alan’s Book “Brothers and Sisters.” It’s a quick three hundred page tight compact read. Meaning every line is filled with information, quotes, history, stories, names it’s just over brimming with information and as a fan and/or history buff you will devour it with ease.

While the original six coalesced into a musical ecstasy of infinite cascading thunder and bliss that deserves every second of your indulgence and passion. The Brothers and Sisters branch bloomed in a profound way from that mighty tree of music. Give me more Chuck Leavell and Lamar Williams any day of the week. If it’s in the vaults somewhere it deserves to be shared with the music lovers. Until then have fun devouring the pages of the inside story of the album that defined the ’70s. I know I did then and now.

 Alan Paul

Allman Brothers Band

 Kirk West

 

New Song Alert: Waiting On Abigail

New Song Alert: Waiting on Abigail

Written: 9/8/2023

Lyrics:

Swinging on a tree swing

Down by the river

Flying in the air no despair

Breeze in your hair

 

Down by the old fishing hole

Paddling on the lake

Given all my old friends a hug

Not one half baked

 

Plowing up the old cornfield

Running behind the barn

Looking for Abigail

Without fail

 

Giving all the laughter a shrug

All alone here with you

Counting time looking in your eyes

Nothing new nothing better to do

 

Swinging on a tree swing

Giving my life a fling

Save that I’m not sure oh well

Goodbye and farewell

Cotton skies and Hawks sing

Watch them fly and sail

 

Hanging on the old brick wall

Waiting for Abigail

Singing an old river song

Swings without fail

Swinging on a river song

Waiting for Abigail

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Acoustic Set for Susanne 1/16/2023

SET LIST: Pancho and Lefty, Country Road, Three Little Birds, Uncle Johns Band, Sunshine on My Shoulder, Streets of Arklow, For A While, Oh La La, New Speedway Boogie, Coffee Blues, You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go, Glory of True Love, Tumbling Tumbleweeds, River of Joy, You and Me, Wharf Rat, The Garden Song

Acoustic Session 11-23-2022

Two Hour Set from last nights live broadcast - get your gear out and jam along - covers and originals
Radar Love, Honky Tonk Women, Caravan, Hold Me Now, Come and Go Blues, Stairs to the Mayan Sky, River of Joy, The Valley, Show Me Time, Diamond Girl, Crazy Girl, Black Water, Bertha, Deal, Don't, Coffee Blues, Just My Imagination, Don't Stop Believin, Thank You, Just Like Heaven, Friend of the Devil, Heroes - if you don't recognize the title - it's one of mine.  

Live Stream tonight starting at 6:30pm EST.

 

Show featuring acoustic covers and originals. Highly recommend breaking out your Guitars, Banjos, Fiddles, Cellos, Harmonicas, Flutes and Drums. Approximately two hours of music perfect for accompaniment and/or background music for your pre-holiday gatherings. 

 

Broadcasting to these three pages:

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Allman Brothers Eat A Peach - Deluxe Edition Appreciation

Eat a Peach - the Deluxe Edition with the second disc devoted to the closing of the Fillmore in June is a freakin' tour de force. Scorching through the stratosphere Hot Lanta is just fantastic. The mix is stellar and I've been listening to it on crappy car and desk top speakers as well as my treasured Polks. Berry is clearly heard and of course the tone of the guitars is so vintage, biting, just the right amount of fuzz not overwhelming to distort the true tone of the notes just scorching. The twin drums are settled in so nicely and everything is heard with the Hammond B-3 building slowly to a crescendo and then punctuating the soul groove.

The way the band and Berry jump out on Whipping Post is serious. Whether it’s my imagination or not it sure sounds up tempo to me. Berry is more than ready to bring it and it feels like he catches the band by surprise as he furiously launches into the opening... so great to hear and it’s a pace that doesn't let up.... as the boys just go with it - oh my the little touches on the guitar twin attack. I have to stop myself right now or I'll spend the next twenty minutes celebrating every note, turn, phrase, sound and riff just beautifully rendered together. I mean the tone of that band and tighter than tight. Gregg’s vocals are heard beautifully just right above the mix.

When they slow it down you can hear that B-3 just stalking the band the chords sustaining like wind through your hair. Their gentle segues arrive tear inducing as they reach for the heavens follow. If you don't get a lump in your throat you don’t know how to listen to music.

Get Eat a Peach back out and it will seduce you with its magic so passionately. I’m so happy that it was captured in real time for all time just a blistering messianic journey to the soul of creation.

It's mind boggling how a band can sound this excellent, the drive and the power, the determination. Music wasn't a distraction it was a mission.

Stand Back I’m laser locked on that tune the way it jumps out and grabs you with that riff. The Allman Brothers knew what they were doing and the lyrics “a dagger in my back while she's calling me honey" just fantastic. Look a lot has been written about the jazz influence on the ABB - granted – and it’s all good and true but don’t forget the funk. They can authentically bring that swing and swagger just funkin, funktastic. Funkified freaks every funkin where they funkin can the ABB throw that groove at a very righteous magnitude with Berry and Butch as far into the pocket with Gregg grinding the soul foundation and Jaimoe painting over the top.

“Hey have you seen my copy of Eat a Peach” wait I can hear it blaring upstairs in my sisters room. As I open the door Amy and her friends are moving to Les Brers as if their lives depended on it – “just don’t scratch it” as the door slams back in my face.

Playing Live The Allman Brothers Band

I want you to take a good look at these musicians and how they are all concentrating and looking at each other. This is how its done. It's Dickey's turn a guitar god in his own right to lead but the ensemble playing behind him including Duane is playing "with" him and working, concentrating, and listening in order to weave in and out of the magic.

Each musician is propelling the other and informing the other as the music takes direction. It is an amazing amount of good fortune that this sextet with these specific musicians was captured live by such a renowned and skilled producer Tom Dowd.

Fillmore East as I have just been re-listening to it only recently is a freaking stunning collection of musicianship,and fire. It is an outrageously groove driven pallet of sound, an avalanche of intricacy and composition with halting pinnacles of contemplation and I haven't even gotten to the second disc yet.

I'm listening to "The Fillmore Concerts" a 1992 remaster of the original release just as the ABB were emerging again off the heals of the Dream Box set and Seven Turns. I'm ecstatic to have it in my collection and truth be told haven't listened to it in decades as I was all in on the later day sextet with Warren Haynes, Derek Trucks and Oteil Burbridge.

Berry Oakley's bass work while never receiving as much press as Duane's guitar skill, drive and vision possess the same amount of finesse, brilliance, heart, drive and fire. It is something to behold listening to the original six working together and it is a miracle that this moment in time was captured. Imagine if this recording suffered the fate of the Layla sessions ohhh my what a tragedy that would have been. Instead we have this prodigious amalgamation of the pinnacle of music that is certainly the Mount Everest of music here on Earth and quite possibly a sliver of what it must sound like in heaven - effortlessly dancing and commingling each note, chord and beat thundering through its woven path, barreling through passages of time momentarily settling like a light rain upon your soul and then exploding like a volcano. You better believe it was all about the music and if you bring any other attitude to the stage you suck.