Doc Martian's Lounge: Like when IRS Records Ruled the world, only better.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Like when IRS Records Ruled the world, only better.

Love, Loss and Lunacy - Mary Lee's Corvette

This is one of the greatest albums I've ever heard. Jumpin' in with a jangly rockin' beauty 'all that glitters is not gold'. boy is she sweet, like an angel dancin' in your ears... I'm proud to have just heard this young lady play her stuff.

I don't know if I've ever put such a high hurdle in front of a performer though.... I don't know what I wanted to have her do... surpass tom petty or something... she does. Hip, sweet, and rooted in folk gal mannerisms that sing out of her like curlicues sang out of lefty frizzell.

I opened the promo package, and thought... hmmm.... lesbian seagull music.... welp... i love joni mitchell to death so i'll give it a listen without the bias you'd expect from a crusty ass hardcore punk blues guy like myself. a tight band was the first thought on popping it in... musically literate in all that 60s 70s 80s stuff that i loved but kind of tended to not want to explore as a performance skill. horns ala sgt. pepper, jangly rem guitars, steel slide awesomeness, tight crispy drumming, and solid unfathomable bass that drives, not hogs the limelight.

She's out on the porch, her tunes get hashed over in herself a dozen times before they pop out of her like the ultimate yummy toaster strudel. This woman is smart in ways i'll never be... she shows signs of the total assimilation in the world with love that I know and sometimes return to but boy i wouldn't want to live there. She sings like I dance on the keyboard.... its her forte... her heart... and i can picture her out of place with love singing in mean streets in new york city... echoing like a nightingale off of brick facades and rigid steel construction.

Have I listened to this one to death? FUCK NO! This is a treasure... a gem that does not uncover all its facets by sitting there like gollum gazing into it goin' myyyyy precsssshious.... it's like that car you got when you were a kid that all of a sudden you realize yer goin' 110... or you're leaning up against with some buds and a nice curvy corner of it catches your eye and glints just right with a smile at you. You know that you could take it out to a test track and zoom it around a bunch.... but that'd bury the magic beneath performance tests. Keep this one, put it in the same place you have Van Morrison's - Astral Weeks, Junior Walker and Buddy Guy's - Hoodoo Man Blues, Dr. John's Gris-Gris or your favorite Minor Threat album. Its a keeper, and if you get it you'll still be uncovering nuances 30 years from now. I hope she makes the big time.


Blogger ML said...

Thanks Doc.

April 13, 2006 at 6:41 PM  
Blogger Doc Martian said...

you're very welcome.

April 16, 2006 at 1:07 PM  

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