RECORD STORE TALES MkII:
Getting More Tale
Music, Movies, and more
I like to sketch drawings of my co-workers in various situations. Garrett, Leo and Jen are my usual subject matter.Leo’s the fellow who once made helicopter sounds while proclaiming”I’m a propeller”. Therefore I drew a picture of him in flight with a giant propeller on his head.
This week, I drew the masterpiece below. Garrett and Jen were on opposing sides in lunchtime euchre. Therefore I took their rivalry to the next level. I hope you enjoy!
A sequel to #396: Ladano
GETTING MORE TALE #753: Ladano II
The Ladano clan is very proud of Dr. Kathryn, PhD. She has the musical gift: she can write it, play it and understand its structure down to the very skeleton. That’s why she’s the doctor of music and not me. I don’t have those gifts. I can appreciate music, but I’ll never really be able to play it (or Grok it) on the level she can. Not even close!
I’ve accepted this. I continue to write about music, using the limited vocabulary I have, and although I wish I could dig deeper into the nuances, I do the best I can. When Dr. Kathryn tries to explain music theory to me, my eyes glaze and the words sail over my uncomprehending head. I wish I could get her to write something for me, but a doctor of music maintains quite a busy schedule! (Much of it is Game of Thrones nights.)
My dad played saxophone his younger days. Whatever the genes are for musical talent, they skipped by me completely. My sister got them all in spades. People expect me to be able to play. I get that question all the time. Twice in the last couple weeks, people asked me what I played, and were shocked when I said “nothing”. It must be unusual in music when one sibling excels (how many doctors of music do you personally know?) and one gets zilch.
I imagine my dad sitting in his bedroom playing that saxophone, in grade five or six. He would be practising something, probably by John Philip Sousa. He never could have imagined, living in that house at 18 Division Street in Guelph, that he’d have a kid who is a doctor of music one day. His father didn’t play music. His mother liked musical movies but that was about it. He didn’t come from a musical family at all. Where did all that talent come from? My mom has some music on her side, but that’s for another story.
18 Division Street looks completely different today; I couldn’t point it out if you asked me to. But I remember it, and that’s where our love of music probably originated. My dad and his saxophone.
A least I can imagine what it was like. When Grampa Ladano died in the early 80s, my dad found an old 8mm film. It took a couple years to convert it to VHS. What he discovered was a video of my Grampa, Grandmother, and himself as a child, at the old house on Division Street back in 1946. Full colour, too, which was very expensive in the 40s and for several decades more after. That should indicate just how special this roll of film is. My grandmother, who I never met (she died when my dad was a little boy) was known for her beautiful flower gardens. The Horticultural Society decided to come over and film them, and the family together. My dad is the young child dancing around! He wasn’t supposed to, but he was trying to get on camera, and they didn’t have a way of editing things out! He was sent to go and play elsewhere! My grandfather is the shirtless man. Just like the old days when shirtless men would hang around the neighbourhood talking and socializing! The other man is the mayor of Guelph.
I’ve digitized that old tape and now I can watch it whenever I want to.
This video, folks, is the beginning of the Ladano story in many ways. My dad and his saxophone were really the start of it. The people in this video are responsible for the site you are reading today!
What’s the year again? You’ll want to check, because David Coverdale just released the best Whitesnake album since the 1980s. Swollen with fresh song ideas, this ‘Snake has more bite. Maybe it’s the unleashing of Reb Beach or the new contributions of Joel Hoekstra. Whatever the cause, Flesh & Blood is sheer nirvana for fans of classic hard rock and technical guitar playing. The album is evidence that this could be the best lineup David’s had since Steve Vai. For guitar geeks, there are lead break credits for each song, a-la Judas Priest.
“Good to See You Again” is an ideal opener and you could hear it working that way live. David then assures you it’s “Gonna Be Alright”, on a slick number with a darker vibe and major hooks — almost more 90s Queensryche than Whitesnake, but with a good time in mind. “Shut Up & Kiss Me”, the lead single, shows that David isn’t afraid to get sleazy even in his senior years. It’s good time party rock, expertly delivered. A clear choice for single.
Going heavy, “Hey You (You Make Me Rock)” grooves like the ‘Snake you remember. The soloing here will make you wet your pants. “But it’s not John Sykes!” scream the unbelievers. Well, check out “Always & Forever” for a hint of that Thin Lizzy regality. It’ll bring you back to the days of Jailbreak but with David instead of Phillip. Then comes the first ballad: “When I Think of You (Color Me Blue)” Reminiscent of “The Deeper the Love”? There are many who love ballads — more power to ’em! This is a good one. Things get greasier on “Trouble is Your Middle Name”. Pedal to the metal — not sure where David is getting the fuel from, but it’s potent.
Halfway through now, it’s the title track “Flesh & Blood” sounding a lot like Slip of the Tongue era ‘Snake. Think something like “Slow Poke Music”. It leads perfectly into “Well I Never”, soulful but dark and heavy. Amazing stuff. Another ballad, “Heart of Stone”, brings to mind the glory of Coverdale-Page. This is heavy stuff for a ballad, loaded with integrity and delivered expertly by the master. Then it’s the bluesy boogie of “Get Up”, a song clearly designed to get asses shaking, and air guitars a-picking. One more ballad: “After All” is pleasantly acoustic, and an
appropriate respite from electric shreddery.
The final song of the main 13 track songlist is an epic: “Sands of Time”. David explored Arabic sounds before on “Judgement Day”, and this is another foray into the exotic. Something about those scales automatically make a song huge in scope. “Sands of Time” is really impressive, and Reb & Joel compliment it with the perfect solos.
There are two bonus tracks on the deluxe CD. The first is a callback to early Whitesnake. “Can’t Do Right for Doing Wrong” sounds like the kind of blues David was playing in the 1970s. It’s sheer delight hearing him revert to pure bluesy ‘Snake. Lastly it’s “If I Can’t Have You”, a good if unremarkable song after all this epic madness.
Is that all? Of course not; David Coverdale is known for giving value to the fans. There’s a DVD with different mixes and videos too. This disc sounds huge. The bass — woah! First: “Shut Up & Kiss Me”, the video “classic Jag” version. Because David is driving the Jaguar from “Here I Go Again”, obviously. It’s Whitesnake on a small stage, in a club, up close and personal. Unsurprisingly the “Club Mix” of the same is just the video without the Jag.
Three remixes are presented in hi-res. “Shut Up & Kiss Me” is the “video mix”; nice to have a clean audio version of that. To hear the differences will require further investigation (clapping at the end aside). An impressive “X-tended mix” of “Gonna Be Alright” is pretty cool. Last is a “radio mix” of “Sands of Time”, which is strangely longer than the album version. Unusual for a radio mix. All the remixes are slightly longer.
Japanese customers got one exclusive bonus track, an “Unzipped” mix of “After All”. It doesn’t have any of the other bonuses. That CD is in the mail and when it arrives we’ll review it too.
Finally, the DVD contains a 15 minute “behind the scenes” of the making of the album. David reveals that The Purple Album was intended to be his last. The passion returned and he followed it. Sounds like beautiful women are still inspiring to him. As far as the album goes, you’ll notice the background vocals are quite thick. David says that all the Whitesnake members…all but Tommy Aldridge anyway…are capable lead vocalists in their own right. All six band members get their chance to speak.
This is an album you’ll be enjoying all summer. Dig it.
“Supergroups” are everywhere these days. Four By Fate is best known for its former members of Frehley’s Comet: Tod Howarth and John Regan. When they first formed, they also contained drummer Stet Howland (W.A.S.P.) and guitar master Sean Kelly. Pat Gasperini replaced Kelly, and A.J. Pero played drums on half the album before his untimely death. The band was completed by ex-Skid Row skinsman Rob Affuso.
Relentless is a beefy album, with 13 tracks including a handful of covers. The opener is John Waite’s “These Times Are Hard For Lovers” (co-written by maestro Desmond Child), and it’s decent. Frehley’s Comet fans will recognise Howarth’s lead vocals, though this band is harder than the Comet. Blasting through “Moonshine” and “Hangin’ On”, they got a nice heavy drum sound. It’s good to hear Affuso on an album again. Track four, “Levee Breach” is the first of six with A.J. Pero. It’s a little like a Stone Temple Pilots clone.
The next cover is a remake of “It’s Over Now” from the Comet’s 1988 album Second Sighting. Nothing is ever as good as the original, but if you wanted a heavier version of that power ballad, here ya go. (You can really hear those low piano keys.) Onto “Follow Me”, another one that sounds grungy. They went with such a “modern” sound on this album. Some might have expected more influences from the pop-smart 80s, the era most of these guys were rockin’.
“On My Own” has a cool Howarth riff and some befitting hooks. Grunge emerges again on “I Give”, and a partly acoustic song called “Don’t Know” is similarly dark and out of the 90s. Relentless almost sounds like an album written in 1994 or 1995, and not recorded until 2017. Then suddenly, “Back in the 80’s” has a Dio-like chug, and of course A.J. Pero on drums. Then it’s “Rock & Roll Hoochie Koo”, a really fun Derringer cover. They close the album on a strange patriotic ballad (two versions) called “Amber Waves”
The strength in Relentless is the musicianship. Howarth and Gasperini make a formidable guitar team, and we all know the reputations of guys like A.J. Pero and Rob Affuso. Musically, Four By Fate can face off against the big boys.
RULERS OF ROCK (1988 PolyTel)
When the front cover features crumbled tinfoil, you know you’re in for a seriously good time.
This tape still sounds amazing! It was a gift 30 years ago from an old girlfriend, and it somehow survived all my cassette purges (even the one that sent most of them to Thunder Bay.)
From the fine folks at PolyTel, you get an assortment of hot rock that makes for a remarkably good listen today. Opening with Bon Jovi’s “Living on a Prayer” you couldn’t ask for a better embarkation point. That goes right into the back-to-basics brilliance of “Love Removal Machine” by the Cult. I remember that old girlfriend really hated The Cult, so it was kind of her to give this to me. I didn’t have Electric yet, so this was my first ownership of the song.
The Ozzman cometh on “The Ultimate Sin”, still relentless today even though Ozzy tries to ignore most of the Ultimate Sin era. Ozzy and Jake made some incredible music together and this is one. The cassette swings back towards hair metal with Cinderella and their early hit “Nobody’s Fool” from 1986. On tape, the ballad sounds thicker and heavier. It also appears to be the full length version and not a single edit. Up next, it’s the non-metal of The Alarm, but “Rain in the Summertime” fits like a glove. It’s really no softer than “Living on a Prayer” when you think about it. Unfortunately the cassette has a warbly spot right in the middle of the song. Kiss close the side with the softest one yet: “Reason to Live” from Crazy Nights.
Flipping the tape, side two opens with a hit just about equal to the one that commenced side one. The keyboards sound carpet-deep on tape, as you recognise “The Final Countdown” by Europe. If there were only two bands battling for rock supremacy in 1987, it was Bon Jovi vs. Europe. Side one vs side two!
Our first Canadian content is predictably by Rush. Hey, it had to be either Rush or Bryan Adams. “Time Stand Still” featuring Aimee Mann was the kind of mainstream hit perfect for a tape like this. Less predictable is the presence of Yngwie Malmsteen with “Fire” from Trilogy, a song totally out of character for a tape with The Alarm and Cinderella. Deep Purple are next to crash the party with 1987’s Bad Attitude. Once again, it was my first time owning a song. I imagine Deep Purple with a little less shocking next to Yngwie, though probably just as unfamiliar to an unsuspecting buyer.
Why not a little Christian content, since so many styles of rock are represented here? Stryper’s “Honestly” may sound like a romance, but it’s a cleverly disguised prayer. And finally, because why not? It’s “Hourglass” by Squeeze! I was 17 years old, and I hated it! Different story today.
30 years down the road, Rulers of Rock was a delightfully entertaining listen with twists, turns and surprises. And it’s still the only place I own those Squeeze and Alarm songs!
It has been an exciting week for American Dad fans, as they devoured one of the weirdest episodes of the entire series, “Rabbit Ears”. This is a series that did an entire episode in the form of a stage play. Another was styled like an indi film and featured Zooey Dechanel as an overtly stated “manic pixie dream girl”. This time, American Dad took off for The Outer Limits and ended up in the Twilight Zone.
There is no hint of the episode’s bizarre setting in the standard opening. Stan, always up to something stupid, goes garbage picking on “big items” week, when people throw out large appliances. He brings home a mattress infested with bed bugs and a giant, ancient television. The Smith family are not amused, especially when Roger steals their attention as his latest persona: a non-verbal newborn baby. Then it gets weirder.
Sequestered in the basement with his mattress and television set, Stan sets up the antenna and gets nothing but static. Then suddenly, Stan is woken from his slumber by the sweet sound of jazz, as a show finally comes in: “Nighthawks Hideaway”.
“Nighthawks Hideaway” intro with Alistair Covax
“Weclome Nighthawks, we’ve been expecting you. The hour is late but the party is just getting started. I’m Alistair Covax, your host for a sophistical little soirée with jazz, stimulating conversation, beautiful ladies…and more jazz.”
“What IS this show?” asks Stan. It’s in black and white and clearly from the 1960s.
“Charlie, play some of those notes you know I like,” says Alistair to the jazz pianist.
Nothing on Google. No record of the host Alistair Covax (Star Trek‘s Chris Pine) either. Even TV Guide magazine says the show does never existed…but they know of a support group for people who claim to have seen Nighthawks Hideaway! A show that does not exist…but multiple people have seen it. Shades of Shazam/Kazaam!
Investigating the support group, Stan finds only one other attendee: neighbour Al Tuttle (Richard Kind).
“There used to be more people, but one by one, they stopped coming,” explains Tuttle.
But what about the show? “There’s only one episode! And it re-runs over and over and over on channel 36!”
It’s even stranger than that. “There’s only one episode…but it changes! Little…differences in the show! I keep track of them!”
That night, Stan notices something different on Nighthawks Hideaway. Tuttle is in the show! Not believeing his eyes, he knows further investigation is required. Tuttle’s house is empty, but Stan finds his TV and notebook. Here, Tuttle tracked differences from night to night. The last page has the ominous note “I MUST GO IN.”
Stan studies the book and tracks the changes, night after night, in the basement on the old TV and finally discovers what happened to Al Tuttle. And that’s when things get really Twilight Zone, and to go further would get into spoiler territory.
This episode “Rabbit Ears” was a truly fresh spin on a classic science fiction / horror theme. Perhaps this style of storytelling is coming back into vogue. There is a rebooted Twilight Zone now, hosted by Jordan Peele. Regardless of trends, American Dad are still the masters of a specific type of surreal animated comedy. The show is its own genre now, and “Rabbit Ears” is a clear indicator that its potential remains wide open. Keep ’em coming.
We are about to head off for our first Mother’s Day without Jen’s mom. It’s been a tough weekend but remembering the good times helps. Soon I’ll be cooking chicken and steaks for my mom and grandma. I love cooking for them. I have a few friends who are missing their mothers today. If you are one of them, we’re all in this together.
Check out some of these previous posts for Mother’s Day content:
I like to hide pictures and so on in the back of filing cabinets. I was cleaning out mine at work, and saw this one from years and years ago. That’s why I do it! For those little surprises down the road.
“‘Arry wants it…’Arry gets it.” – Killer Dwarfs
You won’t believe this got broadcast on daytime television!
Laurie Brown talked to the Killer Dwarfs in rehearsal for their excellent fourth LP Dirty Weapons. Additionally you will hear a preview for a new song called “Nothing Gets Nothing” live in concert, plus some behind the scenes footage. The band talk about the music scene in Canada at the time (not good) and touring with Iron Maiden. “What Harry wants, Harry gets,” they tell us.
But the real reason you’re watching this video is to see Bruce Dickinson rip the pants right off Darrell Dwarf. It was the last night of the tour and therefore prank night! Enjoy seeing “all of Darrell” as the audience did that night!
Allen Covert finally got to step out from Adam Sandler’s sizable shadow in Grandma’s Boy, one of the best, most re-watchable weed comedies this side of Half Baked. Covert can’t really do an entire comedy on his own so expect to see Sandler’s other reliable sidemen: Peter Dante, David Spade, Kevin Nealon and Rob Schneider. Joel Moore (Avatar) and Linda Cardelini (Freaks & Geeks, Captain America: Civil War) are on hand, but check out a super young Jonah Hill!
The setup is pretty simple. Allen Covert has been evicted from his apartment (not his fault!) and decides to go live with some new “roomates” — his grandma and her two friends. But he can’t let his co-workers at a video game company know that he’s not throwing it down with hotties every night, so he keeps it on the downlow. Covert has the best job for his lifestyle — he tests video games all day. If you like video games, this movie is for you.
Things come to a head when Linda Cardelini shows up to get the delayed game back on its release schedule, The head designer J.P. (Moore dressed up like Neo) seems a little jealous of his teammates. During the course of the movie, copious amounts of the herb are consumed before the action packed video gaming climax. Even Grandma might partake…accidentally of course.
If you like those Happy Madison movies, but are sad they don’t make ’em like they used to anymore, give Grandma’s Boy a visit.