Studio 54 Blues- Johnny Van Der Waal
Don't ask me the kid's real name. If he wanted to use it, he wouldn'a come up witha nu moniker. The video is a live version of a song that, to this day, I can't get enough of. Sure, yeah, it's "biting satire" and a little blunt to be anything more than purely humorous, but the sorta weedy willowy voice that sings it, sorta vulnerable (right?), makes it. The download is what we could call the studio version. I really don't know what happened to this guy. I hear he sorta lived out the perils listed in these lyrics, but I do remember seeing him at the Future Tenant and drinking much free beer and bought whisky and requesting this song. He did play it, but I annoyed the event/venue promoter but shouting my request in her ear...
Yes, the Malcom Mclaren. Is there anything this man didn't do, or rather didn't-not-do-and-have-other-people-not-not-do-for-him-while-he-pretended-he-couldn't-not-do-it-but-in-actuality-didn't-do-it-at-all? Anyway, after being a punk and pop promoter scoundrel theif and before dying, somewhere in between all that, he found time to conceive and take credit for the work of a coupla wellrespektd NYC DJs, while I begrudgingly suppose also adding his own concepts and productions along with Trevor Horn. But, it's called Hobo, so enjoy.
It's necessary to admit that I don't know a lot about this band. I've heard about a half dozen tracks and most are pretty solid acoustic rawmps, but this song in particular needs to be heard, by as many (angry, violent, unpredictable) people as possible. It was floated to me by a friend from Pittsburgh who is working on more material with these guys.
Wild Orchid Children ~ Ahead of us the Secret