New Orleans R & B

  Chess records showed up late when hitting the New Orleans 50's scene, all the main acts had already been picked up.  So what you've got here is a slew of eclectic almost unknown artists, but their sound is unquestionably classic and influential!

Jackson C. Frank

  Another tragic, sad sack classic long lost Folk singer/ songwriter.  This Paul Simon produced debut album by Frank was to be his first and last release, due to bouts of depression and mental illness, but his writing style did influence a slew of his contemporaries ... unfortunately Jackson learned music hospitalized after a tragic school fire when he was a boy, then became a recluse in his closing years, living on the streets, jumping from institution to institution, getting his eye accidentally shot out by a pellet gun, and then a pneumonia induced expiry at the age of 56 ... YOW!!  Talk about your stacked decks!

City And Colour -- Sometimes

  Hipster Indie Folk, what can I say about this mindless poser crap other than I like to refer to them as sh*tty and colour ... so yeah ... f*ck this pussy fart music!  Oh wait that was too close to a compliment!

Warpaint -- The Fool

  Dark, dreamy but cute Indie Rock with flange drenched experimental hooks.  The Fool is good but seems it would have fit better in the early 2000's rather than the 2010's, where the scene has already shifted away from this kinda noisy.  

The Lords Of The New Church -- Is Nothing Sacred?

  A super group compromised of half Brit, half American Punk Rock luminaries.  There were a couple of passable numbers but for the most part I struggled listening to this Glammy gloom Death Rocked release, in answer to their question, "Is Nothing Sacred?"  It looks like it's a firm NO! 

Paul Simon -- Still Crazy After All These Years

  Holy crapola talk about your boring ass, I would say, grandpa music, but even the oldest of people would find this record lame, what a snorefest! 

Captain Beefheart And His Magic Band -- Trout Mask Replica

  Holy crap this is by far the weirdest album of all-f*ckin'-time!  Beefheart pulled off this monstrosity by finding a slew of amateur musicians, teaching them to play his mad orchestrated version of Rock 'n' Roll.  He controlled his players using degradation ceremonies, starvation, isolation and brainwash techniques, to the point that one guy escaped, hide stuff in nearby bushes, ran off, made it away from his captive Captain, then the guilt and confusion drew him back to the Beefheart cult.

  I have to admit that I've only been able to sit through this entirely twice.  I seriously don't get why this record is so revered, and I seriously don't want to!!  I swear people like this music because no one in their right mind possibly could enjoy it, like you are part of a secret club, you grasp something people could never understand ... anyway if you ever see me one day, and I am screaming up and down the street wearing a trout mask, saying "this is the greatest album of all-time," please take me behind the chemical sheds and shoot me!