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Artist:	SMALDONE, MICAH BLUE
Title:	Hither and Thither
Label:	TEQUILA SUNRISE RECORDS
Format:	LP
Price:	$17.00
Catalog #:	TS 12002

500, 180 gram vinyl, pressed at Record Technology inc. with an 8-page booklet in full color 'old-style/tip-on jacket' printed at Stoughton printing. "Micah Blue's got an original voice, reedy and spare, and he's a virtuoso ragtime finger-picker, too. His songs are charming, antique ditties -- austere Tin-Pan Alley tunes with lyrics by Soren Kierkegaard. Like a single bright light, his music illuminates much while also casting a lot of sharp shadows, lovely, dark and deep. When he plays live, he tenses up his whole body -- tenser than you'd expect for a folk musician, like he might snap the strings, or snap the neck of his guitar, or just snap. But there's not a trace of irony in his music or in his performance, and I guess that's the Yankee in him. See, it gets cold at night up there in Maine, where he's from, and when you got the blank eye of god bearing down on you, and you got the Jukes and the Kallikacks next door getting high on Freon or something, it just makes a man think seriously about where he fits in. Willem de Kooning, gazing up at the star-spangled sky over Black Mountain in the forties, remarked 'the universe gives me the creeps,' and I imagine Micah might agree. Human consciousness may be a makeshift contraption held together with bailing wire and duct tape, but it will have to suffice. And it may well be true that regret and loss are inescapable human conditions (if you marry you will regret it, and if you don't marry you'll regret that too). But it is also true that music is a bulwark against such notions of human frailty, and Micah Blue's music does more than suffice. It offers balm and succor to a weary soul." -- John Jacob Niles

Artist:	LSD MARCH
Title:	Empty Rubious Red
Label:	TEQUILA SUNRISE RECORDS
Format:	LP
Price:	$21.00
Catalog #:	TS 12005LP

"For those of you already living a couple of years ahead of the rest of us, you will know that this will be the fifth full length by this band, and that it was originally released in 2006 on their own white elephant imprint. It's actually more like a solo outing by LSDM front-man Shinsuke Michishita (on voice, guitar, bass and percussion), accompanied on two tracks by legendary drummer Ikuro Takahashi (High Rise, Fushitsusha, Tamio Shiraishi, Kosokuya, Che-Shizu, Maher Shalal Hash Baz, Nagisa Ni Te, etc). most of the songs here are intimate, in-your-inner-ear ballads, hypnagogic and melancholic, achy hangovers from the third Velvets LP -- sorrowful birds on the last tree in the universe, thinking themselves into being, then forgetting themselves, then remembering again. except for the title track, that is -- an 8-minute doppler-effect trance that gets you wasted on polonium 210, sets the dials of the Kabbalah for the heart of the sun, and clicks 'send.'"

Artist:	ROSE, JACK
Title:	Dr. Ragtime And His Pals/Jack Rose
Label:	TEQUILA SUNRISE RECORDS
Format:	2CD
Price:	$15.00
Catalog #:	TS 5006/7CD

Domestic version of Jack Rose's new full length, Dr. Ragtime And His Pals, coupled with a reissue of last year's self-titled CD/LP housed in a custom designed and fabricated off-set printed card cover with j-card style obi (there is also a jewel case version on the UK label Beautiful Happiness). Limited edition of 1000. "The Appalachian Trail runs 2175 miles south from Mount Katahdin in Maine to Springer Mountain in Georgia, though there are those who want to stretch it further, into Alabama, because the mountains go there. Why not extend it? Trails are made for that. But there's another Appalachian Trail, too -- one that goes through time, extending from unfinished studios in Williamsburg, NY, winding down the grooves of ancient 78s to the 1920s or even earlier, past Stephen Foster's wet dream to a place beyond the compass of change. If you're hiking on *that* trail, you're likely to run into a lot of post-grad Parsifals with inscrutable hair and de-tuned banjos -- these days, you can't swing a cat around without hitting one! But if you're lucky, you might stumble across a clearing somewhere south of Lily Dale, where revolutionists stop for orangeade and Dr. Ragtime hangs out with his pals. If you ask him politely, he might offer you a taste of his elixir -- made from codeine, sarsaparilla, and goat-gland extract -- guaranteed to restore memories that never were. And if you're quiet, he might let you stay and listen to the music: Ethiopian novelties, characteristic marches and parlor favorites -- bittersweet slices of Methodist pie, familiar tunes, at least in those sections where the square dance has not yet been supplanted by the fox-trot. And if you have a couple of dimes to rub together in your pocket, you'll want to purchase his newest, electrically-recorded phonograph recording, entitled Doctor Ragtime And His Pals. The Doctor, who hitherto has recorded only on his own, is joined here by Micah Blue Smaldone (who has been compared to both Tiny Tim and Kierkegaard), Glenn Jones (of Cul de Sac, last seen around these parts urging college students to contemplate the prospect of their own death on a balmy September evening), Michael Gangloff (late of Pelt and the Black Twig Pickers), Nathan Bowles (also of the Black Twig Pickers as well as the Spiral Joy Band) and the mysterious Harmonica Dan (from Pennsauken, New Jersey by way of ethereal caminos). This release is conjoined with a recording by Jack Rose, the Mike Morgan of the American minimalist neo-primitive sub-underground. This recording, entitled Jack Rose -- previously available to the buying public only in severely limited forms -- is here presented as a bonus to the consumer and perhaps as an act of folly for the producer." -- Charles Fourier, Tequila Sunrise Records

Artist:	BAIRD, MEG
Title:	Waltz of the Tennis Players b/w Dear Companion
Label:	TEQUILA SUNRISE RECORDS
Format:	7"
Price:	$5.50
Catalog #:	TS 7001EP

"The first recordings by Meg Baird under her own name. Meg has been singing and performing since she was a kid with her sister Laura as a charter member of the traditional folk duo the Baird Sisters, though she is currently best known as one of the 'female larynxes' of the communal Philadelphia band Espers. Or we should say, best known as the siren-voiced singer for same. Or, perhaps, we could let Nick Carraway describe the quality of her voice for us: 'The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain. I had to follow the sound of it for a moment, up and down, with my ear alone before any words came through. We asked Meg to record something with a country-waltz flavor, and she courteously obliged us with a graceful and bittersweet cover of 'Waltz of the Tennis Players' by the under-appreciated '60s folksters Fraser and Debolt. The mushrooms are growing in every new boot print, my, my, my.' For the B-side, she recorded an alternate version of 'Dear Companion,' a track from her forthcoming LP. It's an ancient melody, an aching lament sung 'in the style of the chapel,' with Meg whisper-singing right into your ear, or maybe just to herself as she folds the laundry and does the dishes. You can see things more clearly when you shut your eyes."

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