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:::: Prince Fatty Meets The Mutant Hifi ::::
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Return Of Gringo
Prince Fatty Meets The Mutant Hifi in 'Return of Gringo!' is the fevered and frontal lobe-damaged brainchild of Nick Coplowe (The Mutant Hifi) and Mike Pelanconi (Prince Fatty), the result of years of plotting, planning, laughing and procrastinating. Put simply, it is a surf/ska/spaghetti western soundtrack album for a film that is yet to be made. Think Dick Dale jamming with the Skatalites with Morricone at the helm, including appearances from Alessandro Alessandroni (the original spaghetti western whistler) and you're in the right section at the record store, although it is possibly a very small section.
It's a quick draw shootout in a mexican standoff, pitting hard hitting ska against ripping surf riffs and outlaw bandito brass, the cold anarchic freedom of the wild west seen through a lomographic lens where the hot sun and scorching sand make sure that only the toughest survive, leaving their enemies to the flies, the prairie dogs and the vultures. It is the son of a thousand fathers, every one of them a bastard. Every gun sings it's own tune.
Main theme from Sabata, taken from the german 7". Marcello Giombini
Mountain Of Love - Bruce Springsteen

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Bob Dylan & George Harrison-I Don’t Believe You
The Rolling Stones-She’s So Cold
Manfred Mann - One Way
Sounds like the Stone Roses, no? Well at least until the horns come in, especially the sax. By 1969 Manfred Mann were sounding more jazzy, and I guess they were headed to the progressive side of things. Paul Jones was long gone by this point.

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Listen/purchase: I Can't Ever Leave You by Jalen Ngonda
Listen/purchase: Because I Don’t Know (feat. Mitch Sanders) by Tricky // False Idols
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Tom Verlaine & The Million Dollar Bashers "Cold Irons Bound" I'm Not There (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) 2007.

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“Fire Engine” (13th Floor Elevators cover) - Television [Live, CBGB’s, 1975]
First up, I got a little confession to make, admitting that I’m not that into Television: though I get how influential these guys were on the early punk scene, their stuff just isn’t my kind of thing.
That being said, I was fully blown away by their ultra-rare live cover of The 13th Floor Elevators` 1966 garage rock pounder, recorded at CBGB’s in 1975 and included in an unofficial release of their “Double Exposure” comp: an intro of extreme craftsmanship gradually building up tension till the overwhelming outburst that swirls away their Velvet Undergound roots, `60s psych punk and proto-punk hints of the upcoming late-`70s New York punk scene, in a moment of pure rock ’n’ roll greatness.
Wanna hear another little confession? When I first heard this one the other day, it left me down on my knees crying out “I’m a believer!”, after reciting three Hail Tom Verlaines to atone for my sin.
Wilco, Black Moon (fromt their new album)
I don’t know I feel about this album yet, but I’m sure it’ll grow on me.