February Additions to the Collection

February Additions to the Northeast Ohio Music Collection at the Hiram College Library

Here’s yet another batch of older CDs we’ve added to the collection, in our eternal quest to have every piece of music ever created in this corner of the state.  Well, perhaps we’re not THAT obsessive.  But close.

Pop/Rock:

Avant.  My Thoughts.  (Cleveland-born R&B artist’s debut from 2000)

Elias and the Error.  Americans.  (2012 EP from this Alliance band)

Gary Grimes.  Starhand Visions.  (Beatles tribute band leader made his own album)

Country/Folk/Blues:

Hillbilly Idol.  Hillbilly Idol.  (Their 2nd album)

The KingBees.  The KingBees.  (Jump blues band)

John Lapinski.  Like Father, Like Son.  (Polka music from Boardman)

Rebekah Jean.  Ribbons and Pearls.  (Country music EP from 2010)

Frankie Yankovic.  Frankie Yankovic with the Great Johnny Pecon.  (Early stuff)

Classical:

Choir of the Cathedral of St. John the Evangelist, Cleveland, Ohio.  Ecce Agnus Dei: Music of the Paschal Triduum.  (From the late 1990s)

Eliesha Nelson.  Russian Viola Sonatas.  (Violist with the Cleveland Orchestra)

Nancy

Inhale Exhale. Movement.

Inhale Exhale.  Movement.

Red Cord Records, 2012.  Inhale Exhale: https://www.facebook.com/inhaleexhale  

With their fourth and final album released, Cleveland-born Inhale Exhale departs the music world, leaving behind their goodbye gift to fans and foes alike with Movement, a ten track LP that is very much what you would expect from this crew in terms of total length and subject matter if you know their history. As for my impression, I found it to be one that proved to be an enjoyable enough release, one that grows on your over time. But would I tell a friend to go out and buy it if they were looking for something to play on a road trip or on loop while they hit the gym? Sure, since Movement definitely has its merits.

It's a decent album but is also, to be truthful, my least favorite of any that Inhale Exhale ever put out, feeling kind of thin when compared to the others, with notable departures in terms of structural decisions and overall polish. I guess what I've noticed with some artists is that they have a tendency to sound more produced as they progress, which can be a pitfall, but with Movement the problem isn't that so much as the lack of mystique that made up the earlier material. There was a kind of biting energy in their second album I Swear... that I couldn't find with some of these songs and for a group that I knew had it in them to bring those kind of sensations out of their souls and into your ears it was surprising to be so underwhelmed at times.

By far what I noticed to be most different from previous creations were these sudden shifts that happened at the end of certain songs that really mellowed out so much that I thought the track was over and a new one was getting started. I don't think I was going through some sort of grandpa-like psychosis when perceiving this transition since it was there each time I listened. Definitely don't remember this happening on the albums The Lost. The Sick. The Sacred, or Bury Me Alive (both of which were terrific releases) but it occurs several times on this album, feeling like a little island of the song was left over and just kind of floating there at the end, as though you swim to it and get an earful of what's left of the piece. "Ain't No Trip To Cleveland" uses this to good effect and treats you to the best guitar work of the whole album, in my opinion, a cool way to end a good song so emphasized by its isolated finish, comparable to something you might hear from the band Thrice.

There's plurality in the lyrics that, while a tad trite, make them pliable to ponder, with verses like "Face now the value of your heart (x2), Awakening is in the eyes of the beholder" followed by my favorite guitar riff of the album, and having the potential to work with different veins of interpretation, be they secular or sectarian. The influence of faith is active in select places among the words and imagery, such as when singer Ryland Raus sings in the track "Mirage in the Middle of Summer" and through his shredded slash of a yell exclaims "Let light be your guide" to the listener. It's a kind of a reference that's fairly easy to place, eh? Not all rock acts are capable of interweaving their spiritual beliefs and their musical aspirations together without coming off as hokey or artificially preachy (if Pat Robertson started a metalcore band it would probably be that way), but Inhale Exhale managed to do so as seamlessly and tactfully as Underoath and Norma Jean.

If you only have money to purchase one album from the departed band known as "Inhale Exhale" getting one of the earlier three would be a better investment since I found them to be more enjoyable than Movement as a whole. Metalcore as a genre has its detractors and snobs but when it comes down to it the guttural screams and contrasting elegant vocals played off one another deserve respect, either variety of singing not being easy to pull off. While it's a shame Inhale Exhale didn't hold together to put out more content what they've left behind is worth giving a listen and perhaps even playing during a late night drive to Sheetz.  

Personnel: Ryland Raus (Vocals), John LaRussa (Guitars), Tony Saffell (Drums), and Greg Smith (Bass).

Tracks: Aesthetics, Party Drama, A Poise for Poison, Mirage in the Middle of Summer, The Collectors, Low, Carpe Diem, Ain't No Trip to Cleveland, See You Later, Under the Sheets Stained in Blood.

Robert Gojo

Eternal Legacy. Seeking No Peace.

Eternal Legacy.  Seeking No Peace.                           

Auburn Records, 2013.  Eternal Legacy:  http://www.legacymetal.com/

Long-time metal heads will certainly appreciate the effort put forth by local Cleveland thrash pioneers, Eternal Legacy, on their 3rd studio release. This well-produced record spins with many different faces, and at times may feel a little unfocused, but “Seeking No Peace” is an album with more than a couple tricks up its sleeve.

The opening track starts simply enough, with a 21-second rapid instrumental opening before leading into the title track. At this point I wasn't quite sure what to expect, I am only slightly familiar with Eternal Legacy's previous work, drawing a blank on the exact sub-genre they fall into.

The album cover depicts malnourished bodies laying slovenly on the ground in a post-apocalyptic wasteland, and looks like the morning after one of H.R. Gieger's house parties, with a guy front and center screaming like he’s calling to a friend of his to drive him home, while a spiked chain stretches across the scenery assuring that none of them will have a nice day. This left me expecting Seeking No Peace to be a death metal album of the Cannibal Corpse variety. How pleasantly surprised I was when the Title track, “Cauterize,” started up and I was subjected to a lethal dose of old school thrash. The whole album plays like a love letter to classic thrash, with riffs that wouldn't sound out of place in an Anthrax record circa 1985 to 1990.

After years of listening to increasingly brutal thrash bands, like Kreator, Lich King, Blood Tsunami, etc. Eternal Legacy’s return to basic thrash form is a welcome change of aggressive pace, with songs that are extremely singable and riffs that are all kinds of catchy. I even found myself humming a few while making my way downtown, walking fast or whatever. And they are thrash, despite the fact that both LastFM and Wikipedia refer to them as “power metal.” Now my elitist side might be showing quite a bit, but I think most will agree that the super fast shredding and heavy shouting vocals don't belong in the same category as a band like Nightwish. Even though on their website, Eternal Legacy do not claim to fall into any direct category of metal, even though it is very clear their influences (Metallica, Megadeth, and Merciful Fate) helped to shape their sound.

The vocals are also great, again, paying a massive tribute to the thrash kings of old, namely Metallica and Megadeth. This is the sort of album you could show someone who is only a slight fan of metal and totally convince them its one of Metallica’s early works. Combined with a heap of grizzled Mustain-esque vocal injections, with a dash of Slayer, and a sprinkling of King Diamond shrills of all things.

The last track, “While You Bleed,” especially rocks the Tom Araya vocals with some heavy-to-high techniques. Coupled with some incredibly catchy lyrics. This, however, cannot be said for every track on this record. While most of the instrumental tracks are solid to great, the lyrics are a tad shaky. On their own the lyrics are fine, if a little uninspired, but compared to better known acts the lyrics hold up about as well as a lighthouse made of glow sticks. Don't get me wrong, the lyrics fit, they just are not that interesting. The delivery is spectacular, but reading the lyrics sheet, I felt as though I was flipping through a book of thrash clichés.

For example, the song “Dielectric” is about a man on death row who is about to be executed in an electric chair. He is going to die-electric. GET IT!? While I can accept some clever wordplay, especially in my metal, this little pun made me roll my eyes. It would be fine if it was a little passing joke, but to center a song around it, makes me confused as to why they made it the second full length song on the record. Especially from a band whose other songs are of a tad more serious nature.

I dunno, maybe I’m to much of a metal snob, spoiled by years of thrash, to appreciate the efforts of lesser known acts. It wasn't even a bad song, it just didn't set my world on fire. And that pretty much sums up the entire album: luke-warm classic thrash throw backs, coupled with some stellar productions to make some quite excellent tunes. I was surprised by the overpowering use of bass, which one does not usually see used to great effect by bands like these. The bass tracks do a great job adding some much needed spice to some of the more straight forward tracks. While there are only nine tracks, the good definitely outweigh the mediocre. Tracks like “First Murder” and “Eyes Without A Soul” kicked ass. The whole album plays like a love letter to classic metal and I found it completely endearing.

According to Eternal Legacy’s website, their job is to provide the masses with heavy music, good catchy tunes, extremely energetic performances and something that lets a metalhead know what they are a part of. And Seeking No Peace fits that bill perfectly. Listen responsibly though, it may give thrash fans a heavy case of the nostalgias. Solid.

Personnel: Jason Vanek (vocals/ Rhythm guitar), Shaun Vanek (Lead guitsar/Backing guitar), Tim Frederick (Bass), Steve Dukuslow (Drums)

Tracks:  Intro, Cauterize, Dielectrick, Eyes without a Soul, Greed, Seeking no Peace, First Murder, Lie, While You Bleed.

Alistair “Crowly” Dickinson

Check out Eyes Without A Soul:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3YGwbJsR7m4

Cheetah Chrome. Solo.

Cheetah Chrome.  Solo.

Plowboy Records, 2013.  Cheetah Chrome:  http://cheetahchrome.net/

Cheetah Chrome is getting near 60, but that doesn’t matter.  He’s been on themusic scene in Cleveland, then New York, now Nashville, for decades, and was the guitarist for Rocket from the Tombs (originally, and now), and the Dead Boys.  That’s cool and I love those bands, but it doesn’t matter.  What matters is what he’s doing now, and that is an EP.  He’s also got a new movie about CBGB, the New York club, and this is supposed to tie into that.  The tracks on this EP are a combination of newly recorded stuff with some from the vault, recorded in 1996.  That’s why there are so many musicians for an album titled Solo.

Whatever decade he recorded the music in, the album is fantastic.  I cannot believe that stuff this good is still around in the age of, well, you can see the Grammy Awards and decide for yourself.  While you can tell which tracks were from the 90s, since they have a different sound, the songs all fit together in a nice package.  You can hear a little Cleveland in “Stare into the Night,” “No Credit,” and “Nuthin’,” a Midwest punk vibe that’s really sweet on the ears, even though they were recorded in Woodstock, New York, and produced by Genya Ravan (anybody remember Ten Wheel Drive?).  Everything else was recorded more recently in Nashville.  Chrome starts off with an almost solo instrumental (Coomer is on drums), “Sharky,” with a 60s surf music vibe combined with great guitar riffs, but dominated by the organ.  I love it.  On the other three songs Chrome shares guitar duties with Sylvain, and Sylvain plays lead on the last tune, “Love Song to Death.”  “East Side Story” sounds like a cross between Cleveland and Springsteen, not a bad combo.  “Rollin’ Voodoo is percussion heavy and bluesy, with distorted vocals and thrashing guitars.  The closer puts it all in perspective with lyrics that are simultaneously powerful but dejected, and an exquisite guitar solo.

I can’t think of a bad thing to say about this album, except that it’s too short.  Please make more, Mr. Chrome.  It’s good to hear you again.

Personnel:  Cheetah Chrome (guitars, vocals, organ), Ken Coomer (drums, percussion), Sylvain Sylvain (guitar), Sean Koos (bass, piano), Lez Warner (drums), Jimmy V. (guitar), Greg Walker (bass), Johnny Albamont (drums).

Tracks:  Sharky, East Side Story, Rollin’ Voodoo, Stare into the Night, No Credit, Nuthin’, Love Song to Death.

Ron Yoyek

The Kidney Brothers. Coal Tattoo.

The Kidney Brothers.  Coal Tattoo.

ReR Records, 2013.  Kidney Brothers, ℅ The Numbers Band: http://www.numbersband.com/

In 1998, the Kidney Brothers, Robert and Jack, members of 15 60 75 (The Numbers Band) did a duo performance at the Disastrodome Festival in London, put on by Dave Thomas (of Pere Ubu fame).  Apparently, things went well (reports were that “grown men wept”), and later that year they put together this album, recorded at Suma Studios in Painesville.  Then it sat.  It has now been released by ReR, a boutique art music label, where you can buy it as a download or spend $20 or so for the CD with a full package of liner notes (or at the Numbers Band site).  It’s also available as a CD-R from Amazon for less, but it has no liner notes to speak of (when will you learn not to piss people off, Amazon?).  

Anyway, back to the band.  The Kidneys have been around a long time, with Robert a founding member of the Numbers Band back in 1969.  They have always created a fascinating mix of gutbucket blues, jazz frosting, and a bit of experimentation.  Some of their music reminds me of Creedence Clearwater Revival at their best, some is just great blues.  Here, the brothers do stripped down versions of some of their songs, combined with standard blues songs (“Who Do You Love,” “You Don’t Love Me”), and even a Dylan tune, “Outlaw Blues.”  The results are raw, a combination of talking blues, noir/art jazz, and Chicago-style electric blues that is simply riveting.  I didn’t quite weep, but I am exceedingly happy with the results.  

With a duo, there’s no place to hide, so you’d better be pretty good.  No problems here, since these guys have been performing for a long time, and even the flaws sound like they belong there.  The talking blues songs, including the title track and “Jimmy Bell” are slow and intense, and the guys sound like they’re reaching out of the speakers to grab you and tell you a story.  Others are full out, high speed chases, like “Outlaw Blues” and “Who Do You Love.”  Still others simmer in either blues or jazz sauce, like “That’s Alright” “Thief,” and “Somebody Shot Him.”   Sweet saxophone by Jack provides additional atmosphere.  “Wild River” sounds like it should be on the soundtrack of a western movie (there’s a bit of Willie Nelson here), and “Heavy Rain” is, well, heavy; a powerful mid-tempo rave where the lyrics are spit like bullets and the guitar takes off.

You might have figured out that I like this album.  No, actually I love this album.  It displays strength after strength, with visceral lyrics and expert musicianship.  I don’t suppose they’ll make another, but you can enjoy them in the Numbers Band, which has just put out a new vinyl release.  

Personnel:  Robert Kidney (vocals, guitar), Jack Kidney (vocals, keyboards, tenor sax, percussion).

Tracks:  Jimmy Bell, Outlaw Blues, Roughouse, You Don’t Love Me, Thief, Coal Tattoo, Somebody Shot Him, Heavy Rain, Wild River, Thats Alright, Who Do You Love.

The Grand Wazoo

Devo. New Traditionalists: Live 1981 Seattle

Devo.  New Traditionalists: Live 1981 Seattle.

Booji Boy Records, 2013.  Devo:  http://www.clubdevo.com/

This concert recording is as interesting for the fact that it exists as for its content.  In 1981/1982, Devo toured in support of their new album, New Traditionalists, a more politically explicit album than previous releases (it was their fourth).  It was more controversial to some than its predecessors, less interesting to others.  The tour, which was visually exciting (including giant props and the group wearing plastic Reagan hairpieces), was never captured on video, but a cassette from the Seattle leg of the tour survived, was re-mastered, ignored for a long time, and finally released this year.  It contains most of the New Traditionalist tracks along with a batch of songs from previous albums.  It was released on Record Store Day last year in vinyl. Added to the CD release are two tracks from the Boston concert of the same year, “Working in a Coalmine” and “Beautiful World.”  The sound is very good, so we shouldn’t complain about getting this really nice piece of history.

New Traditionalists has been described as less ironic and more explicit, less artsy and more pop, with darker lyrics than previous albums.  They’d been discovered by a wider audience, including folks in other countries, and were perhaps being more explicit in the process of communicating with folks who didn’t catch their earlier approach.  The music in the concert album is pumped up a bit, with more of a rock sound (a lot more guitar presence), and more electronics.  Some of the subtly of the original tracks are lost, but the punk elements come more to the fore, so whether you prefer this to the original album is a matter of taste.  In the the original NT, to me at least, they still have most of the quirky elements of the earlier releases, but these tend to be smoothed out in the concert performance.  One of the things I noticed is how good the guitar work is.  They could really rock out.  The presence of many of their earlier songs should please purists, while late-comers (ca. 1981) will be happy with what they hear here.  Younger listeners may not notice much of a difference at all and discover Devo for themselves as one of the coolest bands Akron has ever produced.

Personnel:  Mark Mothersbaugh (guitar, keyboards, vocals), Bob Mothersbaugh (guitar, keyboards, vocals), Gerald Casale (keyboards, vocals), Bob Casale (guitar, keyboards, vocals), Alan Myers (drums) [Studio recording personnel]

Tracks:  Opening Theme, Going Under, Through Being Cool, Jerkin’ Back n’ Forth, Soft Things, Pity U, Girl U Want, Planet Earth, Whip It, Race of Doom, Set Change Countdown, Super Thing, Uncontrollable Urge, Mongoloid, Jocko Homo, Smart Patrol/Mr. DNA, Gut Feeling, Gates of Steel.  (Bonus Tracks): Beautiful World, Working in a Coalmine.

Jeff Wanser

A Lisa & Heather Malyuk Roundup.

A Lisa & Heather Malyuk Roundup.

Summer’s End.  Self-produced, 2004.

Stella.  Self-produced, 2005.

13 Tunes.  Self-produced, 2007

Lisa & Heather Malyuk:  http://www.lisa-heathermalyuk.com/

I decided that since we received all three of these CDs at the same time, I would just write up a collective review.  These albums represent three quarters of the Malyuk Sisters’ recorded output; the other CD is a Christmas album (2009).  These are not new, but Lisa and Heather Malyuk are a regular and important presence in the Northeast Ohio folk music landscape, and so they deserve some writeup.  They play art and music festivals, farmers’ markets, contra dances, weddings, and all sorts of relatively small venues where an acoustic folk duo can do some good.  Their repertoire includes Appalachian, Celtic, and world music, and they have written some of the tunes themselves.  The focus of this instrumental music is Lisa’s hammered dulcimer, with Heather accompanying on either guitar or fiddle.  Both are excellent musicians and a delight to hear either in person or on these recordings.  

Summer’s End was their first release, and is probably the most conservative of the three musically, since it includes only hammered dulcimer and guitar.  It’s a lovely group of 13 tunes (20 if you count the set tunes separately), including traditional favorites such as “Doctor Doctor,” as well a few with named composers, such as “O Mistress Mine,” by Thomas Morley (16th century).  Jigs, reels, and waltzes predominate.  

Stella is dedicated to their grandmother, Stella Yutzy, and has a wider array of instrumentation as well as several original tunes.  Lisa plays the doumbek on occasion, and Heather picks up the fiddle.  Bob Wood, a guitarist, guests on “Hangman’s Reel.”  The tunes display a greater diversity of styles than the earlier album, including a musette and a rag, and the notes explain their influences.  Right in the middle is “All Right at Home,” a poem read by Stella herself and recorded back in 1943.  “Cattle in the Cane/Henning’s Farewell” features Heather on fiddle with Lisa on doumbek (a goblet-shaped drum).

The Malyuks continue to display greater diversity on their third album, 13 Tunes, with several original tunes offered up as well as a mix of traditional music and songs by other composers.  This includes some slightly darker tunes, such as “-5-,” with an Eastern European flavor, and the melancholy “Lonesome Oak,” along with sprightly fare such as “Salt River/Robinson County,” which really moves.  “Waynesboro/Big Scioty” features Heather on fiddle and Lisa on the banjo uke, for a very different flavor.  

All three albums are a joy to hear, and can be used as music for listening, dancing, or background, as one prefers.  I’m not sure I have a favorite; 13 Tunes shows the greatest versatility, but Summer’s End has some old favorites of mine.  You can’t go wrong with any of them.  I’m glad that Lisa and Heather Malyuk continue to perform in the area, and urge you to turn out when they do.

Performers:  Lisa Malyuk (hammered dulcimer, doumbek, banjo uke), Heather Malyuk (guitar, fiddle).

Tracks:  Summer’s End:  Ships are Sailing/Poplar Bluff; Combination Rag/Control of Earth; Waltz of the Little Girls; Tug River/Meg Grey; La Partida; Temperance Reel/Shenandoah Falls/ Big John McNeil; O Mistress Mine; Return to Tchernobyl; Dusty Miller/Sadie at the Backdoor; Breakfast Waltz; Doctor, Doctor; New Waltz; Swallowtail Jig/Bellman’s Jig & Reel.

Stella:  Moran’s; Caliope House/The Bent Pin; Spotted Pony/Boatin’ up Sandy; Style Musette; Hangman’s Reel; All Right at Home (poem); Stella; Modal; Nail that Catfish to the Tree/Meg Grey; Cattle in the Cane/Henning’s Farewell; Beaumont Rag; La Llorona; Mis Grace Haye’s Delight/Swinging on a Gate; Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing.

13 Tunes:  No Caboose Anymore/Jump in the Well My Pretty Little Miss; MacArthur Road/ Cascade Road; At Work on the Land/Let’s Motor/La Maison de Glaise; Valse de la Pluie/Les Enchantés; -5-; Salt River/Robinson County; Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus; Touzle Your Kerchie/ Bus Stop Reel; Reuben’s Train/Cherokee Trail; Lonesome Oak; Waynesboro/Big Scioty; Swingin’ in a Leisure Suit/Flying Home to Shelley; Be Thou My Vision.

The Grand Wazoo