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Ear Candy (August 6, 2008)
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Out Cold


Rodriguez
Cold Fact
Light in the Attic Records

We all have skeletons swinging in our closets. Maybe it’s a scorned lover, a bad memory from youth or a cutting lie you've never cleared. Sixto Diaz Rodriguez's secret is that he just happened to create one of Detroit’s most infamous records — and never received fame for his deed. Hailed by all the right people a little too late, it seemed that the album might've slid away into oblivion. Thankfully, that’s no longer the case. This month, Light in the Attic Records reissues Rodriguez’s first and only album, Cold Fact.

The real fact is that in March 1970, post-album release, Rodriguez was gone. Vanished. Disappeared. Off the grid. Not to be found. That’s what people thought anyway. The truth is that after Cold Fact flopped and left the singer questioning what to do with his life, Rodriguez knew that it was time to settle down into a life of working for a living. After finding him working on a Detroit construction site in 1996, journalist Craig Bartholemew informed Rodriguez of the success of his album after leaving the music scene. With his record gone multi-platinum in South Africa, the singer returned to the spotlight by playing a successful tour through the southern part of the continent.

Starting off with the mesmerizing “Sugar Man,” Cold Fact shows that Rodriguez pulls no punches in working politics into his affluent poetry. The line in “The Establishment Blues” in which the singer says, “The mayor hides the crime rate / Council woman hesitates / Public gets irate but forget the vote date,” hits extremely close to home in modern-day Detroit. It’s sad and somewhat startling that the problems apparent in Rodriguez's now-vintage word play about the city in '69 still hold true in '08. More than 40 years later — politics, guns, drugs and domestic issues are still affecting the Motor City.

With production coming from Coffey and Theodore, along with instrumentation by a slew of Funk Brothers, Rodriguez’s songs are transformed from simple folk songs into musical juggernauts. “I Wonder” sounds like a slowed down Del Shannon tune mixed with a lazy Motown gem. “Only Good For Conversation” sounds like Sun Ra with a prog sounding guitar riff courtesy of Deep Purple. On “Jane S. Piddy,” Rodriguez takes Barry McGuire’s “Eve of Destruction” to another level of folk rockdom that Barry just never had the soul to do.   

In the end, Rodriguez’s Cold Fact is what it is, an underrated album that will go down in the annals of Detroit music history as an unfortunate flop. However, album sales have never meant anything in terms of cult status around the Motor City, just ask the MC5 and The Stooges. These artists were not well received upon arrival, but as we look back now, it’s apparent that their cultural impact reaches far beyond the numbers. The same can now be said for Rodriguez, as this reissue certifies the need for more knowledge about this little known Detroit legend. — ERIC ALLEN



Body Movement



Charlie Slick
Edward Murphy               
Self-released

Charlie’s hallucinogenic circus romp rave anthem simply suggests, “Let’s Dance!” Charlie Slick has always been about liberation. Goofy, soapy, glittery, no one’s watching, liberation. He's a punk-rocker turned flamboyant hunky nerd with possessing synth swirls and arresting choruses, like some overly sexy cartoon or an unabashedly un-hip pied piper. He's a weird wavy crooner, combining David Byrne’s shamanistic quaver with Gary Numan’s neon melodrama. His sweetly buzzing melodies and cheesy/cool keyboard accoutrements may be minimalist basement compositions, but the man knows how to lay down a beat — be it simple 1-2 aerobics (“Let’s Dance”), chest pounding tribalism (“Coconut Man”), New Order dance floor firestarters (“Too Busy for Love”) or 8-bit rigid rhythms (“Big Picture”). Edward Murphy features many of Slick's live favorites, like the blushingly suggestive “Sushi Party” and the hypnotic send-up to dessert factory workers, “Coconut Man.” Surprise cuts include the siren-synth beauty “Moments.” Yes, some are a send up to dizzied basement breaking dance riots, but listen and you’ll be surprised by some of his poignant, melancholic musings of defining his confused existence in a world of change, praying that love ain’t nothing like a bubble-gun. — JEFF MILO





George Carlin

It’s Bad For Ya
Laugh.com

It’s Bad For Ya is original, bold and, of course, hilarious. It even features one of Carlin’s best routines, in which he describes the religious fascination with headgear. “Personally, I would never want to be a member of any group where you either have to wear a hat or you can’t wear a hat. I think all religions should have one rule and one rule only: Hats optional.” Carlin was a tireless defender of the First Amendment, a riveting entertainer and a groundbreaking artist who will never be replaced. In the words of Jon Stewart, “He is a member of [every comedian’s] Holy Trinity: Lenny Bruce, Richard Pryor, George Carlin. The rest of us are just congregation.” — Jay Davis





One Day as a Lion
One Day as a Lion
Anti—

The vicious, venom-soaked snarl of Zack de la Rocha is music to my ears. The former Rage Against the Machine frontman has been on far too long a hiatus, but accompanied by the drummer of The Mars Volta and a heavily distorted keyboard (which Zack himself plays), he’s back with five new tracks of politically conscious vocal aggression and neck-popping grooves, making enough noise to disrupt the whole block. Rage fans: the purchase of this EP shouldn’t even be a question. After only five tracks it does start to repeat itself, so kudos on the concise release. Always leave ‘em wanting more. — KIRK VANDERBEEK



in my ear
Champions of Breakfast

Back from blowing minds in Europe, Champions of Breakfast warned us about the dance party taking place at The Crofoot on August 30. Yet before setting their phasers to stun, Moses Jackson and Val Hundreds gave us some jams to hold us over until the big Art Fag bash. Dance, sucka, dance!

Wham!  
Music from the Edge of Heaven
Kraftwerk
Kraftwerk 1
Harmonia
Deluxe
Cluster
Zuckerzeit
Deastro
The Phantom Clause
Walter Wegmüller
Tarot
Don Henley  
I Can’t Stand Still
Pig Destroyer
38 Counts of Battery
Sun Ra
Secrets of the Sun
Hall & Oates
H2O

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