Welcome to Friday. Well done, ya made it. That said, it's still early Friday. We're not entirely out of the woods.
To goad you towards fruition, here's a little taster from my friend Tod's latest effort. I first met Tod [A] at CBGB's long-vanished Canteen when he was fronting Cop Shoot Cop in the early 90s. I was, at the time, enthralled by that band's nihilistic eschewal (there's a great band name -- nihilistic eschewal) of conventional rock tropes in favor of snidely clangy industrial rock with a dash of contemptuous agitprop. What's not to like? As it turned out, Tod was kinda getting sick of that shtick, and getting seduced by the passionate groove of the music of other cultures -- the revelry of klezmer, the rhythmic fervor of bhangra, etc.
To make a long story short, Tod unplugged Cop Shoot Cop and started Firewater, an ever-shifting endeavor that -- over the course of several albums now -- has proved a wholly more versatile and, frankly, much more rewarding affair. Tod's also a much happier camper as a result, which is good thing too.
This is "A Little Revolution" from International Orange, which hits shelves this week. Go fetch. Tell'em Flaming Pablum sent'cha.
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