Category: Jam Band


When I last checked in with Alberta Cross, they had just released their The Thief & Heartbreaker EP. I called it a blend of the Band and Neil Young with a blissed out, jam feel.

Well, in the intervening years, including , I guess I missed the development of the band’s sound. 2011’s The Rolling Thunder EP charges out of the gate with “Money for the Weekend,” fueled by an electric guitar reminiscent of Jane’s Addiction, grooving on an urgent jam. “Ramblin’ Home” follows up with a Southern rock jam akin to American Minor’s bluesy approach. Stretching things out more with atmospheric keys and psychedelic-like guitar, “Wait” and “Driving with Myself” channel an inner My Morning Jacket.

The title track closes things out, pulling everything back to reveal those acoustic strains of the folk-influenced American Rock even while letting it swirl and spill over into the psychedelic meanderings.

The EP’s inner sleeve photo looks out with the band onto the crowd at Bonnaroo. Having never been, the photo just makes me want to be there, raising my hands in the air to cheer on this band that jams and grooves while influenced by their original folk, roots, and twang beginnings.

Alberta Cross
Ark Recordings
ATO Records

In the middle of the blissed-out, folk jams of Brushfire Records’ This Warm December, A Brushfire Holiday Volume 2 collection, Bahamas (Afie Jurvanen) plays out an incredible version of the Band’s “Christmas Must Be Tonight.” Written by Robbie Robertson, it’s a beautiful song from the perspective of the shepherds who saw the angels and went to Bethlehem to greet the baby Jesus. Jurvanen settles into the song with echoes of the Band, to be sure, but also the warm folk of fellow Canadian Bruce Cockburn. The chorus sends up a gang vocal that brings out a campfire quality to the song—reminiscent of the Band’s cover for Northern Lights—Southern Cross on which the song first appeared. I love what Jurvanen’s done with the song to highlight the incredible story of that first Christmas.

Come down to the manger, see the little stranger
Wrapped in swaddling. Lo! the Prince of Peace
Wheels start turning, torches start burning
And the old wise men journey from the East

CHORUS:
How a little baby boy bring the people so much joy
Son of a carpenter, Mary carried the light
This must be Christmas, must be tonight

A shepherd on a hillside, where over my flock I bide
On a cold winter night a band of angels sing
In a dream I heard a voice saying “fear not, come rejoice
It’s the end of the beginning, praise the new born king”

I saw it with my own eyes, written up in the skies
But why a simple herdsman such as I
And then it came to pass, he was born at last
Right below the star that shines on high

Meanwhile, This Warm December features tracks by Jack Johnson, G. Love, Neil Halstead, Matt Costa, and ALO, among others. As you might guess from a Brushfire Collection, the air is mellow. While Jurvanen’s selection may be the most focused on the spiritual significance of the season, This Warm December still could make a fine complement to your Christmas celebrations, especially as the evening winds down, the party’s dwindled to a few friends, and you’re draining the last of the wine.

This Warm December
Brushfire Records

Back in the beginning days of Music Spectrum in December 2003, I cracked open some words about DJ Pogo and Harmless Recordings’ The Best of Pulp Fusion, a double-disc set featured DJ Pogo’s mixing work on 70’s ghetto and soul tracks along with a disc of the unmixed original recordings. It is a shaking, grooving funk education.

Ill Mondo’s De Novo delivers some of that same education, albeit with live and original tracks. Consisting of hip-hop duo JRK (Wide Hive Records) and Johnny Red (One Little Indian Records), Ill Mondo brings together hip hop desk mixing with plenty of 70’s soul through the contributions of a huge cast. Tracks sprawl out as soulful jams and funk rock classics, all interpreted through a hip hop lens. It’s as if the band created a live recording of what DJ Pogo did through his mixing desk.

Things begins with the sneaky groove of “The Unblinking Eye” like the haunt of Living Things (see below). “Bentornati” comes bouncing on soulful horns like something from Was (Not Was) or the Boneshakers. Check out the tight drums on “Now is the Time.” “Tonate” speeds along like the flashing highway edge markers as if taking a new approach to the funk/soul instrumentals accompanying S.W.A.T. or CHiPs.

Actually, the feeling of wanting to drive down the highway while jamming to Ill Mondo reminds me of another 2011 release discussed here: The New Mastersounds’ Breaks from the Border (review), which I was glad to hear recently in my local Starbucks. Both Ill Mondo and the New Mastersounds revive the 70’s in a fresh form.

Circle Into Square offers De Novo as a free download, so go on and grab this music to fuel your weekend.

Living Things’ Malocchio
Earlier in 2011, Living Things released a mixtape titled Malocchio which came to mind hearing Ill Mondo’s blend of a haunt and groove. Like Ill Mondo’s De Novo starting off with “The Unblinking Eye” and its creep-around-the-door creaking, Living Things open their mixtape with “Pollen Path”—a furtive glance into something dark and sinister. It’s only the drums that give hint to the grooves that are about to follow.

“Pollen Path” devolves and flows into a reggae drum kick that sets up “Post Mortem Bliss.” Like John Brown’s Body, we’re in the world of reggae meeting jam band. Then comes the fat horns of “Gang Banksters,” a swaggering funk walk.

“Terror Visions” cranks things up with a tight-and-bright funk guitar riff and a much louder, near screamed vocal. “Unemployment Line” brings back the horns to launch a song that does a reggae shuffle in corners with the dark soul of the Heavy. “Honest Abe,” which incidentally wakes me up each morning as the alarm ringtone on my phone, picks out an acoustic, country-bluesy line like something from the Cave Singers or Black Mountain. It’s a song searching for spiritual truth, singing to Allah, asking for forgiveness. I like to think that the song, emerging from an album titled for the evil eye, is grasping for the truth of forgiveness as gift which can be found most fully in Jesus. The mixtape concludes with “The Stupor,” an the almost-emo-sounding, straight-ahead rocker backed by a disco ball drumset, sending the listener out of any remaining brooding darkness and into the light and hope of something beyond what we see in these haunted corners.

The Malocchio mixtape can be found here for free.

Ill Mondo
Circle Into Square
Living Things (Explicit)

Dubby in the all the right places, Roots of Creation comes to the scene via lead singer Brett Wilson sounding a bit like Matisyahu and the band laying down the vibes from a Jam Band direction. For those of us who aren’t in the general touring area of RoC, their October 2010 release, RoC Live Vol. 2 gives a great insight into what it might be like—hooks, jams, soloing, instrumentals, and a couple of nice covers (The Talking Heads, Tom Petty). Check out the political “Policy,” which its grooved-out slam of the right wing. Then there’s the wide-ranging instrumental “Mammoth” with its driving reggae slam. On the other side of the equation, there’s the Particle-like funktronic instrumental “Dubby Conqueror.”

I like the spiritual possibilities in “Searchin’,” which its lines about seeking for answers and truth and a desire to lead the youth towards that truth. There’s a real desire for the hope that only Jesus can truly bring in the line: “Lost and found my soul disrespected/Suffocated, I can barely be resurrected/But I still can’t find the truth.”

Roots of Creation
Harmonized Records

There’s a classic rock sense in the jam of the Influence. The guitars tear up the scene, but they are buoyed by Jam Band rhythms. Falling Objects opens with the title track and “Slippin’”, songs that keep moving ahead with an intensity. Hard rock flashes are interrupted by rhythmic breaks, five-part vocal breaks, and tempo changes in a way that’s similar to Gooding. Matt Stephenson’s vocals leads the song with an Emo introspection even while turning out trills to pick up a dance-like beat (“The Break”).

“Falling Objects” also makes good fodder for reflecting on one’s sinfulness as the song’s chorus says: “We’re all falling objects/All falling objects/One day we will rest/Until then/we’re southern bound.” We are all fallen creatures (fallen away from what God wanted us to be), but one day we will rest in Jesus, rest in His forgiveness, love, and mercy. While the Influence may be occupied in thinking that we’re hellbound, in Christ there’s hope for all of the fallen objects. There’s hope despite what the song says: “We’re so lost/In our heads,/Your things mean nothing,/In the end,/You,ll find.” Even though we’re lost and caught up in the things of this world, even though all of that will amount to nothing, there’s hope for the falling objects. It’s as they sing, “One day we will rest.” One day we will be at peace with God through what Jesus has done. What a great song of hope!

On a side note, the ballad “Windows” has some strains similar to Chris Tomlin’s worship song, “God of Wonders.” Now “Windows” isn’t a worship song; it’s a song of wanting to save a woman from an abusive relationship. The line “I’ll kill him if you want me to” escalates the violence, but I understand the frustration of seeing someone who is being abused. Yet, rather than taking on the savior complex, perhaps the song could’ve turned to God’s help rather than suggesting a vigilante justice.

The Influence

These United StatesThese United States blew me away with their set at St. Louis’ Twangfest in Blueberry Hill’s Duck Room. Their jam twang is built on drums that are harder than you’d expect from twang. Each song built to the next, building in this intensely, bluesy rock twang.

Sounding like an even more country-leaning version of the Antiques, it’s a jam band approach to twang, as the song spiral, groove, and call upon everyone to add to the vamp. They can take also take a Replacements approach to country rock.

Jesse Elliot sings and plays his guitar like the Old 97’s Rhett Miller—gesturing with his hands in between strums while pogoing all around the stage. Plus he has Roger Clyne’s way of inviting the crowd into the song.

I’m not sure that These United States have quite captured this sound on their recorded output, although if you turn it up real loud, you start to get the idea. But don’t let that stop you from going to see them live. They will draw you into their rockin’ twang and leave you wishing there was more. As Elliot sings on “Night & the Revolution,” “If you’ve got the inclination/I’ve got the dancing shoes.”

These United States

Music Spectrum went on an unscheduled hiatus in recent months. This review is part of the “basement notebooks”—old reviews written by hand but only being posted online. Enjoy!

Sadly, this post comes way too late. The Spoon Benders have broken up with lead singer/founding member Matt Winfree beginning a new life in Hawaii, but that’s no reason to stop you from buying their CD. . . .

Like the Strange, the Spoon Benders’ sound is this huge hook that grabs and envelops you, charging your pulse by Brian Bennett’s drums which propel these jams. You hear it right away on Resurrecting the Giants opener, “Making My Name,” where 30 seconds of building intensity launch into a bluesy, Jam Band rocking groove. Throughout the album, the jams this band delivers are built on, fueled by, inspired by, and shaped by Bennett’s drums—fills, rolls, punctuation, staccatos, and runs. When Matt Winfree sings, “What the world needs now is another good hook” (“Another Good Hook”), much of these hooks come from now Bennett hangs them on his drumming.

Because the Spoon Benders live in that Jam Band space (even making reference to “your buckets of blow”), there’s the tightrope walk between condoning and questioning free love/free drugs. “Another Good Hook” and its “buckets of blow” seem to be peeling back the onion of the music business to say it isn’t just about the scene; it’s just about the hook. Yet, I’m sure “buckets of blow” used to get a big cheer from the crowd.

In other places, the lyrics are sexual, seemingly pointing towards making love as an ultimate life goal. However, as I’ve found in other Jam Band lyrics, there’s also confessional words, exposing the dark side of libido and free love. Here that appears on “I Fell Out of the Van This Morning” where the speaker wants to lock up his woman every time she moans unless that moaning happens during sex. It’s a stark picture of just how heartless a man’s sexual drive can be. On “Poison the Water,” the speaker tells his woman not to pry too deep into his thoughts because there are things better left to yourself—thoughts that are too dark, too honest, too personal and would only ruin what they have.

As another common theme in Jam Band lyrics, spiritual questions swirl around the Spoon Benders—from their name (Uri Gellar) to album title (Resurrecting the Giants) to references to sin. “Making My Name” takes us to the dark, extreme side of chasing an “ungodly sense of power” which leads to being “caught up and consumed in flame.” The all-consuming fire of the Holy Spirit is a desire in our souls, but the song follows someone who chases that desire down the devil’s path. Yet, there’s a hope for a cure which could point to being saved by Christ.

“This Moment” melds a desire for a love with a spiritual description, so that “set me free” and “rescue me” are cries directed towards a woman and not God. The song is fodder for discussion (Why meld the spiritual with your human relationship talk? How is your desire for a lover similar/pointing to a desire for Jesus?).

The Spoon Benders (old site)
Matt Winfree
Yves Giraud (Myspace)
Yves Giraud

A My Morning Jacket show is a study in contrasts. It’s wide-legged stance guitarists doing classic rock. It’s hair-flying hard rock. There’s jumping and kicking like the Boss is on E. Street. Then sometimes there’s country twanging keyboards.

The soul music classics that were the pre-show music hinted at the soul/pop influences on Evil Urges, whose songs became soaring rhythms on stage. At times, there were hints of Bob Dylan going electric with the Band, and the Band went on to become something on their own—folk-influenced rock, ethereal country, Woodstock jam. Couple that with the classic rock, and it’s Van Halen from the hills coming down in the old Chevy pick up, Uncle Wilco-ed, Drivin’ ‘n’ Cryin’.

My Morning Jacket is a jazz mess of a jam band. It’s the prog rock-like atmospherics of “Fly Like an Eagle” that Steve Miller could only imagine. Yet, it’s also blazing music that fills the arena as the home team takes the ice for the third period. It’s Kenosha, Wisconsin’s 95 WIIL Rock coming out of the stereo while being on the beach for people who didn’t stop listening in 1978.

Experiencing My Morning Jacket at Milwaukee’s Riverside Theater left me overwhelmed, fully enveloped, caught up in the music and lights, which for me surprisingly turned into a Holy Spirit-led, sensory-overload prayer time. I just kept wishing that all of the trouble of the world would fall away, and we could truly just be worshiping God with an even fuller force than I saw on stage that night. It was a glimpse of what it means that the angels are forever praising Jesus—until the guy behind us vomited his Pabst Blue Ribbons on the floor.

My Morning Jacket
ATO Records

Beyond the Pig: Jam with the Influence on Pig Radio

Ignore the album title (Pig Radio). Ignore the album cover (hand-drawn pigs on a hot pink background). Then press “Play.”

The Influence serve up jam rhythmic pods on a platter of folk-influenced American rock akin to first generation Train These Jam Band pods like the bridge on “The Following” come along with hand-wagging, soul-infected vocals by Matthew Archer Stephenson, but with an arena, anthemic vista within.

Throw your arms up open wide in a shout to the world while there’s still some boogie-on-down around the holler.

The Influence

As a band name, Wild Sweet Orange conjures up the taste sensation of an overpowering, more natural flavor which makes you realize that all other fruit is simply from an orange grove factory. Thankfully, Wild Sweet Orange lives up to this flavor in their sonic form as well.

“Wrestle with God,” the opening track of the band’s The Whale EP, is like the Band jammed up with Rhett Miller at the helm while having the ability to throw in a half-speed tag ending that’s slightly psychedelic, sounding like how the Old Testament patriarch Jacob might have been thinking and feeling after spending the night wrestling with God (Genesis 32:22-32) as Preston Lovingood sings, “If you want me, please come and find me/’cause I’ll be running/You know how I’ll be running.”

With its plaintive acoustic having all of the jam stripped away, “Tilt” seems to come from a soul overpowered by guilt and left knowing the ability to overcome cannot possibly come from within oneself. In fact, the track hit me on a day when I was very aware of my depraved mind (in fact, I’m aware of that most days). When the song’s chorus caught my attention (“And I fear what I’ve done/means I’ve lost what I learned”), I listened to the song again and saw it as a vivid, emotional, musical portrait of what it means to know that I am incapable of being who I want to be. At least, I can’t do that on my own. If you’ve ever locked yourself up in your room, barricaded by guilt, then this song speaks to your inner chamber and may even free you again.

As a bit of follow up thematically to “Tilt,” “Be Careful (What You Want)” has a more rocking groove. The EP closes out on the jam backbeat of “I’m Coming home” where I hear comparisons to Zox and Thomas Cunningham. The excitement in this song about returning to the love in your life again seems incredibly portent to someone like me who is spending time each week away from my wife (due to my new job). Thanks for the going home music, guys!

Wild Sweet Orange
Canvasback Music

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