The Beatles • Christmas Time Is Here Again! (Lyntone, 1967)

Seasons greetings! I may have been silent for a while, but do not fear for I have not abandoned this little endeavor. While I am still regretfully without a new place to practice my terrestrial skills, in this down time I have broadened my ears, and will soon share the bounty.

There are many Christmas records out there that always seem to get a spin no matter how atrocious they are.Band Aid's Do They know Its Christmas Time, or ELP's Father Christmas are two fine examples. And as has been proven time and time again the ones that smack of true genius get left behind. I had originally planed to share one of my absolute favorites; Peace by the Rotary Connection, but since Christmas is soon upon us, and inspiration has detoured me I will post one of my other top ten's - The Beatles 1967 Fan Club record.

I must confess - I am not a big fan of The Beatles. Without going in to my general disdain (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) for them, I do have a liking for the 1966 to 1968 recordings. Most of all the Christmas messages from that time period. As the psychedelic age flourished, these recording amount to the equivalent of avant guard out takes; non sequitor radio plays, electronic music, cut ups, and all other forms of stoned humor. As other pop bands from that era fell on their faces trying to emulate The Beatles, for The Beatles it came as second nature. What is Sargent Pepper but a normalizing of Stockhausen, and admitting this grudgingly who pulled it off the best?

1967's recording finds them in God like unity, foreshadowing Monty Python's Flying Circus British absurdest humor - Lennon and Harrison as two ladies on a game show, or Ringo giving what is probably another Paul is dead clue; "Hello, hello? Operator, I've been cut off! It's an emergency! Cue dramatic orchestra strike, followed by the lyrics "O.U.T. spells out..." This recording practically drips LSD. All of this is caped off with a Peter Blake like home made cover by John and Ringo, with back cover art by Julian Lennon.

The remaining two Christmas singles would more reflect Luc Ferrari type audio verity, and while interesting do show the irreparable split that had come; Paul playing a Christmas song, John and Yoko walking around their estate, Ringo plugging his latest film, or George giving his time on the single to Tiny Tim. In light of these tracks, what was the big deal with Revolution #9?

Please click on the review title for selected track: Christmas Time Is Here Again!

Sun Ra And His Solararkestra • Other Planes Of There (Saturn, 1965, 1966, or 1967)

Is that the past I am viewing from the spaceships porthole? The inhabitants of the planet we have landed on are upright crab-men. Clothed in Neanderthal loin cloths, they are armed with laser shooting spears...you'll forgive me, I was looking through some old photos I had taken...wonderful times the 1990's...

There are places in the galaxy where the primitive and modern rest side by side. How often have I heard the drunken party guest mutter "Ape with a microwave", only to be reassured by the host that it was just a general observation. I shouldn't take it personally...

Sun Ra understood these contradictions. Listening to the title track of Other Planes of There ones ear has to quickly reassemble it's inner calendar. While the album as a whole is a study in contrast, it's the opening that embodies the concept.

Opening with a blast of dark chords , not unlike modern 20Th century classical, quickly it shifts to lopsided jazz consisting of sharp piano chords and reeds. Meandering in this mode for a while we are gradually taken to some sort of ancient Melody. Oboe painting a picture of the Serengeti. Not content to stay too long there, Ra's piano starts rumbling low end notes bringing us back to modern times. Content to shift from focus to focus, like most Ra compositions it ends when he's run out of notes.

Side two uses the same floor plan, only breaking the focus up into separate pieces. Quietly skittering in on sparse snare drums, tapping out a rhythm that seems more like a lead line, Sound Spectra/Spec Sket is then married to hunting call horns bathed in reverb. From there the maelstrom of side one resumes.

Next comes the tack Sketch. Duping the listener with what would seem like a normal swing style played by the piano, it's John Gilmore's sax that ups the oddball factor. What is the more Fortian moment here? The presentation of swing as a primitive movement, or Gilmore solo that sounds like he's playing along to a radio broadcast heard through the wall of the next room? The sonic slight of hand is the reverb. Used a cloaking device, it starts to muddy the sax to the point where the treatment becomes an instrument in it's self. Then jarringly shut off, the sax appears almost out of nowhere.

Sandwiched between the Sketch and the mammoth album closer Spiral Galaxy, is the aptly titled Pleasure. Languidly drifting in a sea of bowed bass and light piano, we are given another example of a sax solo that plays around the tune rather than join in.

By albums end, Spiral Galaxy show us that the tempo of the Heavens can be marked in 3/4 time. An ancient sounding military precision is kept here, framing a fussy sounding woodwind section - not unlike a tornado visible on the horizon. Jabs of shrill oboe crackling over piano.

Reverb is heavily placed on the woodwind segments, only to be quickly withdrawn for the other instruments to come through. All the while the 3/4 is being kept, but with small additional beats, shifting the focus. Just as it seems that it's winding down, some new squall of sound arises and your off again. Eventually it does end, but not in grotesque crescendo but with the tapping of some percussion. You've arrived safely back to the present time. Ra and Arkestra have taken you through various time shifts, and you barely moved an inch.

Like most Sun Ra recordings, it's a little hard to pin down the where and whens. While this session was recorded in 1964/65, it may not have seen print until 1966, or 1967. By then Ra had moved the Arkestra further in to space, employing the Moog as his main instrument. So a piano based record seems even further antiquated.

Please click on the review title for selected track: Sound Spectra / Spec Sket

The Alan Lorber Orchestra • The Lotus Palace (Verve, 1967)

A fellow Doctor once passed along some sagely advice: "Set and setting", and this afternoon I found myself in full experience. July is in full swing, the streets are hot but thankfully humidity free, reminding me of old Calcutta. Everywhere you look people are coping with the heat, free from the indignity of sweat stains. It is in this environment I find my self listening to The Lotus Palace. Just a few days before, I was in Springfield MA, surrounded by trees, and for some reason the music didn't fit. I'm not exactly sure why, but the glass and concrete buildings were a perfect visual accompaniment.

Is it because the music that Lorber is presenting reeks of the sophisticated? True he's playing what was the hits of the day, filtered through sitars and Indonesian percussion...you haven't lived until you've heard Up Up And Away done with sitars.

I've never been able to figure out why, but every production by Alan Lorber has this muddy quality. Most of his recorded work is in stereo, but you would be hard pressed to tell. From the varied productions that I have had, everything has that sort of near bootleg recording quality. Was he reusing tape, or bouncing too many tracks? Either way it's the sonic thickness that adds to the charm. Where most producers raise the EQ on tambouras to the point where the drone is bone shattering, he'll make them so muffled that they caress the ear.

The choice of covers among his originals are interesting. Tim Harding's Hang On To A Dream, along with Flute Thing by The Blues Project sit next to a couple of Beatles numbers. As you most likely know, the Beatles were too idiosyncratic to lend to covering, and here Lorber bravely takes on two of the more difficult songs; Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds, and Within You Without You. It's on the second that he succeeds. Nearly covering the song note for note, it sounds more like a backing track than a hip cash in.

Lorber's originals are in the vein of Aloha Lounge background music, Martin Denny's Mai Tai spiked with STP. Tremolo, heavy reverb...all forms of audio psychedelia are used, stopping short of backwards tape and flanging. Don't want to freak out the Lounge Lizards too much.

The Big Beat reissue (long out of print) includes 3 bonus tracks. The third is a track that would appear to be a pared down take of Purple, from Bobby Calenders LP, here it's called "I Heard The Rain And..." hearing it without Bobby's serpentine vocals, you really get the idea that he was just making the lyrics up on the spot.

Please click on the review title for selected track: Echo Of The Night

The Zodiac • Cosmic Sounds: celestial counterpoint with words and music (Elektra, 1967)

When asked what sign am born under, often I find myself at a loss for explanation. Does the asker mean here on Earth, and even then, what dimensional version of earth. Simple questions are often as vexing as mandible reconstruction...but as society grows more venial, what people are now interested when it comes to personal secrets are how many electric appliances you command, or where on your body are the debt markers are. To think 40 years ago what most interested people was your Sun and Moon signs. An inexact science would get you in a conversation, and soon enough a Mer Goat would be copulating wildly with a Scale. If they were lucky you could have a pair of twins join you, or at least a pair of twin fish...It was in these times, when Cosmic Sounds: celestial counterpoint with words and music came from.

Sonorous spoken word by Cyrus Faryar, who clearly was taking acting lessons from William Shatner, velvetly drapes one of the better marriages of Moog and Psychedelia. This is the music one thinks of when an AIP movie comes to mind. Fuzzy optic shots of nubile ladies, their bodies painted with all forms of archaic symbols, Big Sur's waves crashing behind them.

Don't try to make sense out of what he's saying, on inspection the faux haiku's fall apart, but anything with substance would have weighed down the music.

The compositions are by Mort Garson, who would do other Occult themed electronic music LP's, but they tend to just be him alone and lack the fleshed out sonics of the Cosmic Sounds LP. Providing the mini orchestra here are some of the Wrecking Crew, Gene Estes, Paul Beaver, and on guitar someone (uncredited) who sounds amazingly like Frank Zappa. The guitar solo to Cancer - The Moon Child, is a near match for Zolar Czakl from Uncle Meat. More of that distinctive way of playing shows up on Sagittarius - The Versatile Daredevil.

With all of these ingredients you have the makings of one somehow forgotten classic. There were many zodiac LP's in the sixties and seventies, but this has the ring of being crafted by people who were trying for something new.

Mort Garson died in January 2008, and this LP was reissued in 2002. I hope that in the time between the reissue and his passing, he had got some recognition for broadening the palate of electronic music.

Please click on the review title for selected track: Cancer - The MoonChild