current listening 10/16
Mike Keneally: Wine and Pickles - It was 10 years ago this Halloween that guitarist Keneally first played Lexington. Fittingly, Wine and Pickles in a collection of previously unreleased works from the past decade. The menu: guitar excursions that frequently recall the invention and patient deliberation of his one-time employer, Frank Zappa. Keneally also displays a pop intellect as keen and arresting as his instrumental prowess.
Ebony Rhythm Band: Soul Heart Transplant (The Lamp Sessions) - Wrap up the psychedelic soul of early Funkadelic, the B3 organ cool of Booker T. and the MGs and a huge, earthy rhythm that hailed out of (of all places) Indianapolis, and you have the session ensemble-turned-progressive soul brigade known as the Ebony Rhythm Band. Cut in 1969 and 1970, these gloriously dated grooves still sound fabulous.
Ron Wood: I’ve Got My Own Album to Do - One of my favorite fall rock albums, Wood released this solo debut in late 1974, between his tenures in the Faces and the Rolling Stones. Naturally, members of both bands help out on the very loose fitting sessions. But the coolest moments are also the quietest: Mystify Me (a pop-soul nugget covered decades later by Son Volt) and the serene George Harrison collaboration, Far East Man.
John Martyn/Danny Thompson: Germany 1986 - Hearing of Martyn’s recent but brief surfacing in New York sent me scrambling for this 2001 archival release. The concert is saturated in Martyn’s peculiar ambience - specifically, sleepy (boozy?) vocal moans and echoplex driven guitar colors that reach a zenith during 17 delirious minutes of Outside In and One World. But Thompson’s Mingus-like bass work steals the show.
John Cale: Eat/Kiss, Music for the Films of Andy Warhol - The Warhol films honored by Cale on this 1997 album date back to the mid ‘60s. But the music, first performed by three-quarters of the Velvet Underground in 1994 (Lou Reed was absent) was expanded for large ensemble performances in Lille, France with layers of twilight synths, B.J. Cole’s provocative pedal steel guitar and haunting vocal wails. Disturbingly beautiful.


































I am a native Kentuckian and freelance journalist who has been writing about contemporary music for the Lexington Herald-Leader since 1980. I have not a lick of honest musical talent myself, just a pair of appreciative ears for jazz, folk, blues, bluegrass, Americana, soul, Celtic, Cajun, chamber, worldbeat, nearly every form of rock 'n' roll imaginable and, when pressed, the occasional tango and polka.