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Brownout! : SXSW 2011 Coverage

Mainstays of Latin Funk, Austin’s own, Brownout!  took a moment out of their RIDICULOUSLY busy SXSW schedule to speak to the TT crew right before their performance at Antone’s during SXSW. Listen up as these wildly talented young rascals talk about their influences, their musical style, and their love of making music that makes people dance. Check out their site here, and please support this exciting band however you can.

Grimes: SXSW 2011 Coverage

The Pop Montreal Showcase during SXSW at Club Deville this year was great. A number of Arbutus Records artists were on the bill, including the dashing young Grimes.

She spoke to Tremble about her voice, her visual art, and what it’s like being involved in the tour-de-force that is the Arbutus family.

SXSW 2011 Coverage: Moby

We talked with Moby right before his Vegan bar-b-que showcase during SXSW. He was one chill dude. Listen to what he said about how his art+music collide with his new album+book “Destroyed”.

SXSW 2011 Coverage: Miami Horror

Tremble Tremble was lucky enough to catch up with Australian heart throbs, Miami Horror, at their 2011 SXSW showcase at 501 Studios. Check out the video for some live shots of the performance as well as their thoughts on what gives them their sound, dancing their teens away in Melbourne clubs, and ripping off DJ Bob. This was an excellent show, and these young lads just played in Chicago last night. Be sure to keep following them!

Friday From the Vault – Jamo’s Banditos

“Well, they used to call me, ‘The Lady With the Smile,'” my mom said as she rocked back in the blue chair in our living room. It creaked out sounds in a pattern that varied depending on the rhythm of the person rocking. I used to form the squeaky cadence into words, pretending the chair was talking in a haggard old wooden voice when I was young.

But today, it was my mother who was doing the talking. She was telling me about an awesome Caribbean funk band she used to go see in Atlanta, GA in the late ’60s called, Jamo’s Banditos.

“I had kind of gotten to know Greg Allman, and the Allman brothers were playing all the time in Atlanta. I would go see them a lot. One night Jamo and the Banditos was their opening act.”

As mom and I talked a bit more, a familiar smile crept onto her face. It was a smile that said, “a lot more happened than I’m actually going to let on, and we’re both going to pretend that it didn’t…”

“I remember that horn section was just absolutely incredible. They had a lot of energy, and it was so much fun. I think what I remember the most, though, was the drums. They had a big percussion section when they played live, and I would just stand in the front row and smile at them. That’s why they started calling me, ‘The Lady With the Smile.'”

She went on to tell me about all the times she went and saw Jamo’s Banditos, how she became an integral part of their show banter, how the percussion section gifted her SEVERAL drum sticks, and how much fun she had at their shows. I could tell from her mannerisms, her squinty eyed laugh, and the transported look on her face when she talked about this band, that in addition to being a phenomenal group, they represented an incredible time in my mom’s life.

It was then that I decided I would track down some Jamo’s Banditos records for her. This proved to be a bit difficult, because when we first had this conversation, she inadvertently said the name of the band was “Jamo AND THE Banditos.” This yielded absolutely no search results on the internet, and no one in any record stores had heard of that band. Over the next few years, I picked up and put down researching this band, forgetting about my little project for long stretches of time.

It was during my tenure as an overnight tape operator with a television production company in Chicago that I picked up my research with a renewed tenacity. I quickly began spending less of my time tape operating and more of my time trolling music blogs and online record stores like some sort of music-crazed mad man. It was during one of these music-induced web-gasms that I stumbled across a record store in the UK with an original 45 pressing of a band called, “Jamo’s Banditos.” The song on the a-side was called, “Footprint in the Sand,” a detail my mother had recalled during our conversation at my house that day. This happened to be a few weeks before my mother’s birthday. I purchased the record on the spot and had it shipped to her. She received it the day before her birthday, and we have not stopped listening to it since. (Sidenote: The B-Side is a super repetitive, dance-y instrumental number with this really awesome, psychedelic guitar solo and a super simple piano riff throughout. Definitely a foot stomper.)

I can’t find out much information (besides events recounted by my mom) about Jamo’s Banditos other than that the single “Footprint in the Sand” was released on Nassau Records. There’s another blog (Funky 16 Corners) with a post about a cat named, “Mr. Jamo” (not to be confused with Chicago based artist, Jamo Thomas.) This Jamo’s Banditos record was produced by a one Mr. Jamo, so there could be some correlation there.

The singer has an incredible, soulful, and natural voice that perfectly compliments the blaring horn section, and the drumming is nasty. (Just like my mama told me!) This is definitely an amazing little funk gem. It was recorded in ATL.

I can’t remember exactly where I got this record, but you can definitely find it out there in the ether.

Listen: Jamo’s Banditos – Footprint in the Sand

The Sunday Hangover: Take – Only Mountain

It’s funny how whiskey begets whiskey. There’s something about that beautiful brown corn-poison that just seems to lure you back like a battered woman shouting, “It’s okay officer… he’s a good man.”

After an abusive episode, it’s only natural to seek solace. Though you may think you are forced to face the painful and often embarrassing injuries inflicted on you by that manliest of booze devils alone, there are professionals standing by who are capable of aiding you on your road to recovery. That is why, when whiskey has beaten me down all night Saturday night, on Sunday, I seek the guidance of the loving and capable staff at Dublab.

Dublab is a totally sick blog dedicated to treating symptoms and breaking the cycle of whiskey-related hangovers through education, ill beats, the sickest samples, outstanding production, and hangover-melting grooves.

One of the most caring and thorough staff members at Dublab, TAKE, has administered a break-through hangover remedy known as “Only Mountain.” Though currently not approved by the FDA, this unique treatment has already helped thousands in their battle against whiskey-related hangovers.

Picking up where Dr. Nosaj Thing left off, Take employs ultra heavy deep bass grooves that seem to touch on everything we like about dubstep and use them in a context that makes the listener forget everything that is annoying and derivative about dubstep. The overall feel of the record is one of a futuristic science fiction soundtrack. (One in which the plot involves an oppressive governmental entity whose laws are enforced by jet-powered vicious killing robots.)

The choice of synths and drums are somehow both organic and synthetic. It’s as if a group of robots, perhaps those same robots employed by the oppressive government, got together and formed a really smooth jazz-fusion group in the year 2545 and decided to use all “real” instruments.

I can’t recommend Take’s “Only Mountain” treatment enough. After only two short sessions, I feel as though I am nearly cured.

Listen: Take – Neon Beams

FREE FRIDAY! Silly Kissers Entire Back Catalog For FREE!

It’s no secret that I have a really hard crush on Arbutus Records darlings, Silly Kissers.

Today, these Canadian cuties are giving away their entire back catalog for free. If this isn’t exciting enough, the reason they’re doing this is because they are recording a new record!

Today is, indeed, a beautiful day.

Please follow this link to the Arbutus records site and download this steez. Also, do yourself a favor and support this awesome little label in any way you can muster.

Pepper Rabbit – Beauregard

It’s the end of February of 2011, and I’m only just now getting around to reviewing Pepper Rabbit’s October (September?) 2010 release, “Beauregard.” That’s a shame.

Kanine Records LA-based electric-psych-folk duo is going to have a very difficult time following this dreamy, orchestral, incredibly ambitious debut LP. Within the first seconds of this bravura recording, it’s easy to see just how high these guys set the bar. The beautiful melodies and interesting instrumental arrangements particularly in the percussion department make it easy for me to compare them stylistically to Le Loup or maybe even Neutral Milk Hotel. The creative use of loops and electronic elements definitely remind me a great deal of Arbutus Records psych. outfit, Pop Winds.

Pepper Rabbit spends a lot on this album. It is decadently, and at times, almost garishly, adorned with horns, strings, clarinets, keys, bells, but it all works together like some kind of vintage Chanel blouse that seems really gaudy until it gets paired with leopard print leggings.

There are many elements that contribute to the success of this album. The vocal delivery is pristine and draws from a plentitude of influences (Beach Boys, The Shins, Band of Horses, Animal Collective etc.) The drumming is calculated, creative, and calming in a rhythmically therapeutic way. The production is beautiful. The overall sound of the record marches Pepper Rabbit purposefully down the center of the line that separates educated, naturally gritty yet still somehow close and clear, Elephant Six style production from most other trial and error, delay /reverb, hazily distant bedroom production that seems to be ubiquitous. But it is the confidence with which Pepper Rabbit takes chances that will make this album stand the test of time.

Listen: Pepper Rabbit – Older Brother

Buy “Beauregard” from the Kanine Records shop.

The Sunday Hangover – Cole Medina – “What It Is Going On”

Hey, reader. You’re like me. We’re not that different. We’re both tooling around the internet today attempting to find something to entertain us until the terrible Sunday sun goes down and we can start thinking about the week to come rather than dancing lazily around in the general malaise that is the cruel purgatory of Sunday afternoon.

We’re probably also similar in both our curiosity and potential disdain for remixes of songs we hold sacred. Why would someone remix Michael Jackson’s “Thriller?” Why would someone remix Boney M’s “Gotta Go Home?” Why would someone remix The Bee Gee’s “You Should Be Dancing?” These are the same types of thoughts I was having when I saw a link for a remix of Marvin Gaye’s “What’s Going On?”

Try as I might, I just couldn’t hate it. Cole Medina did this thing right. There is a definite respect present in this mid-tempo discotheque closer. Medina is a chef tweaking classic recipes in his pristine kitchen. He serves the same bowl of rice, only this time, the sauce is seasoned with more exotic spices and  served from a mirror ball.

The conga track and piano may very well have been sampled directly from Lite FM at 3am on a Sunday morning. The cheesiness / over clean production of the track perfectly compliments Gaye’s vocals, which are, from a content standpoint, rather cheesy themselves.

The song succeeds because Medina tastefully accents Gaye’s unparalleled vocal delivery. The instrumentation provides just enough context to let you know that this time, Gaye is singing his lovers laments from the booth of some dark, carpeted cocktail lounge.


Free Download: Cole Medina – What it is Going On?

Check out other Sunday Hangover approved tracks over here on Cole Medina’s Soundcloud page.


Okay, folks. I am leaving the city tomorrow and going back to my PLACE OF BIRTH! That’s right! The fiance’ and I are headed to Athens, Ohio to spend the weekend with none other than KID PIGEON! He and I are DJing a party in a converted insane asylum! I’m pretty jazzed up about that.

Since I won’t be here to post up a recording from my record collection, I thought I would just make the first 15 or so minutes of the set I’m planning to play downloadable. It’s called “Loft Swag,” and it was a one off, live Serrato set I recorded in my man room. (In that room, we eat meat, watch baseball, and listen to rock and roll. I also often cross stitch in there while crying to Rusted Root records…

Click the tape to get the download.

Peace, guys.

Happy Friday!

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