Mal Waldron ' The Seagulls Of Kristiansund '

Mal Waldron (7 out of 10)
"The Seagulls of Kristiansund" from: The Seagulls of Kristiansund: Live at the Village Vanguard
1988 (Soul Note)

#jazzlegends
 
Other Musics from Other Worlds (subtitle: 'listen to an idiot)
Hur
"...and so you stay among yourselves listening to Peruvian groups with bagpipes that are heard by 4 cats and not even bought by their relatives!" (quote)
HERE I AM! PRESENT! I, the pompous know-it-all, frequenter of the most foul-smelling and hidden niches, who "will never be part of a majority" as that guy said in that movie... I propose that you listen to some of the most unimaginable stuff that has come into my hands and ears over the years. Trust an idiot, take 5 minutes to indulge in listening (reading, watching, eating, smelling...) to things you already know how they are, with no risk involved; it simply happens that your brain atrophies.
10) Darius Dolat-Shahi
This was one of the most sought-after and exceptional albums in the Smithsonian Folkways catalog, finally reissued about a decade ago (I believe) and thus no longer just fantasized about and sought after by the usual collectors. It is a successful and estranging syncretic blend of Iranian folk music and synthetic modulations, musique concrète, neo-tanktrik, and sound design; it sounds simply very different from anything you have listened to so far.
Darius Dolat-Shahi now lives and works in Portland and has recorded and continues to record, but this first album of his from '85 remains a little gem.
 
In response to @[dsalva], I'm not sure if you know this song by Korn, but it's one of my favorites. And it comes even before Alone I break Korn - A.D.I.D.A.S.
 
MATT ELLIOTT - January's Song

…Il mondo continua a girare
Il mondo va avanti
E le notti e le stagioni continuano
A lungo dopo che ce ne siamo andati….
 
Ingrandisci questa immagine

Orchidaceae, commonly known as orchid, the one in question belongs to the species Phalaenopsis sanderiana. Quite a typical cultivar, I refer to it as “the housewife's plant” since many women over 40 own one. (Provocation)
I'm not crazy about it despite the showy blooms and their timid appearance.
 
The Cynics - Twelve Flights Up (Full Album)

Let’s also open the chapter on the Cynics. For my personal taste in garage-garagepunk, they are among the very best.

Check out the second one...

The vibe of Twelve Flights Üp is similar to that of the cyclone Stop! by Chesterfield Kings, and all the covers this time are "resolved" excellently, peaking with the cover of Abba by the Paragons, Nothin’ by the Ugly Ducklings, and Gloria's Dream by the former Them Belfast Gypsies, confirming the Cynics as the leading band of the entire neogarage scene worldwide. However, shortly thereafter, Bill Von Hagen will leave the band and the Get Hip he had set up with Michael and Gregg to focus on his new passion for personal computers, which will lead him to become a respected author in the field of guides and manuals for Linux systems, leaving his bandmates to be crushed by the fuzz presses of the upcoming record.
 
THE CYNICS - BLUES IN D (BLUE TRAIN SESSION BONUS TRACK)

Top-notch Garage-Punk... then in the mix, you also find a bit of blues like this...
 
The Clash - Midnight Log (Remastered) [Official Audio] #pezziminori The Clash doing rockabilly in a track in the style of Stray Cats ... album obviously from whatdoIcallthisthing!
 
Mando Diao - God Knows HQ they were also considered Garage @[IlConte] remember?
 
Arnold - Oh My
Arnold - Climb
Arnold - Jus De Lune
Arnold is one of the most underrated, or rather ignored, English bands, first Creation then Poptones.
To be discovered
 
THE CYNICS - Creepin'

Let's also open the chapter on Cynics. For my personal taste in garage-garagepunk, among the best of the best.

The foliage that covered the tracks of Blue Train Station flourishes exuberantly on the second album of the Pittsburgh band, rich in folk-punk blossoms that make it one of the gems of the Eighties garage discography. The quintet's songwriting has refined, further infected with the dust of the forefathers, creating an album where covers and originals chase each other seamlessly in a merry-go-round of jingle-jangle arpeggios, showers of maracas, scuffs of blues-harp, and fuzz abrasions dominated by the ever persuasive voice of Michael Kastelic.