Thursday, December 8, 2011

Monday, November 7, 2011

Buffalo Killers

Here's something these fellers here have in common with my great-great-great-great-great grandpappy, Mortimer Jehoshaphat Kazynzky.  He is the proud gent below standing by hundred-ton pile of buffalo bones.

Meet my favorite rockers of the moment, The Buffalo Killers. They follow an old Cincinatti, Ohio recipe for a kick ass music video: Take some big dudes with neckbeards, add the american flag and throw in a few women standing in a field. I hope they drive that rusted out pickup through New York some day.

Buffalo Killers - Let It Ride


Wednesday, November 2, 2011

WFMU Record Fair

This past slushy Saturday, I down to the annual WFMU Record Fair to get my vinyl fix. On my trek down the entire city was basically empty, however when I entered the Metropolitan Pavilion, it was SWARMING with like-minded wax-centric individuals. After a day of heavy negotiating, I welcomed eight new members to the family.

Clockwise from top left:
  1. Ray Charles - A Touch Of Gold From Gusto, The King Years
  2. Paul and Linda McCartney - Ram
  3. Talking Heads - Fear of Music
  4. The Band - Stage Fright
  5. Canned Heat - Human Condition
  6. David Bowie - Hunky Dory
  7. Sir Douglas Quintet - Mendocino
  8. Paul Butterfield Blues Band - East/West
It was an amazing time. I geeked out hard with a bunch of vendors, collectors and musicians alike. I was lucky to hear the Black Hollies perform while I was there, but I missed one of NYC's most unique treasures, CSC Funk Band perform on Sunday. I've gotta give a shout out to my Oboe Brother (O-broe?), Dave Kadden, who is the only man truly insane enough to funk out on the double-reed devil. Luckily, WFMU posted a few (horribly skippy) videos of the action on their website.

I feel like I would be doing an egregious disservice  if I didn't include a bonus song from my epic haul. My current favorite is the album in the middle, the Sir Douglas Quintet output introduced to me by the creator of one of the best music resources in history, Here's the title track off Mendocino.  
Sir Douglas Quintet - Mendocino

Monday, October 31, 2011


Come back often for more Tricks and Treats from Every Day, Another Song.
Photo by Ossian Brown
taken from his book Haunted Air 

Son of Dave - Shake a Bone

Friday, October 28, 2011

Lady Liberty

Happy 125th Birthday to the Statue of Liberty, you've come along way baby.

In honor of the Torch Bearer of the Atlantic, I thought it appropriate to post a fierce performance from the woman that nearly set the island on fire. Here's one of my favorite (and free-est) concerts I went to this summer; tUnE-yArDs, Live at Pier 54, rocking the river with her lazerfilled anthem, "My Country".   

tUnE-yArDs - My Country

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Beautiful Mystery

This is the most beautiful song I have heard in such a long time. It goes perfect with today's light Manhattan rain. Over the past year I've become more and more infatuated with the rich Psych history of Africa during the  70's. It must have been such a ridiculous blast to be at the clubs and shows at this time. The problem is most of the bands from that time only have one or two recordings that have survived long enough to let today's listener enjoy them. I have come into such a dilemma with The Elcados, I found only two songs and I've already worn them out and even deep searches come up empty. I guess this period is just filled with beautiful mysteries.

The Elcados - Ku Mi Da Hankan

Thursday, October 6, 2011


An Ode to Steve
From the Mind of S.D.

He was the true Mac, known to dapple,
Got that iPhone 5, how you like them Apples?
Bill Gates, was just another underachiever, 
Steve Jobs, now that man was a true believer.
He got that drag and drop and I got that fever,
 I be usin' touch screen, He be drivin beamers.
He got those iToys out for all consumers, 
All they got for him... pancreatic tumors.
When I heard, I couldn't even believe the rumor. 
See you at the funeral; Afternooner. 
Now we got no jobs, and I'm talking bout Steve, 
 Now he's on a vacation called long term leave.

Hibernate in Peace

Steve Jobs
1955 - 2011

The Sea and Cake - Sound and Vision  (David Bowie Cover)

Monday, September 26, 2011

Squbbily WHOAAAA

Last Tuesday (9/20) I was down at Highline Ballroom taking in one of #EDAS' reggae favorites, Barrington Levy. This was my second time seeing  the man famous for his 'Squbbilys' and 'Whoas.' His famous inflections were showcased all evening and his voice has barely changed since he  took Jamaica by storm at the age of only 14. 

Listen to his trademark sounds in a live-concert video below, but be forewarned, the bass is "Dangerously" overwhelming. 

Now a more satisfyingly mixed version chock full-o-squeebs. Here's one of Barrington's mainstay hits, Under Mi Sensi.

Barrington Levy - Under Mi Sensi

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Them 9/11 Blues

The other night, the purity of the first football game of the season was soiled when Mayor Michael Bloomberg and Police Commissioner Ray Kelly interrupted the game to report on a credible but unconfirmed Terror Threat. 

Appropriately enough,  New York City is on alert this weekend;
The 10th Anniversary of 9/11. 
Locked down... Somewhat...  Once again... 

Forgive me if I thought the whole point of the last 10 Years was to not feel terrorized. Now I can barely  leave my house, not because of the threat itself, but because of the influx of tourists and politicos who are in some ways, ripping the actual events of 9/11/01 from their context and repurposing them into whatever form best suits some elephant or donkey's crooked agenda. I'm not a conspiracy theorist and I'm not hating on anyone in particular, but I think the true strength shown by us New Yorkers only begun on that fateful Tuesday; it was the continuation to September 12th, then the 13th, then October and November, then the first New Year of 2002 and then onwards to '03; Through the various Wars, and collapses, '05, '06, '07, '08, 'O-bama and the new decade, the attempted attack of Faisal Shahzad and any cowardly copycats, all leading up to today, 10 years later. 

The victory is how this enigmatic, dynamic and prismatic Urban Organism got up after taking the worst sucker punch in the country's history, dusted itself off, and went back to work. I guess I'm saying that if going down to Ground Zero and hearing all the names of the innocents who perished provides you with a sort of healing, then please go forth and do so. I just think in a city where everyone lives, loves, and mourns differently, closing down half the city for a memorial, especially while the heroes and first responders sit at home unsure if their next treatment will be covered,  kind of brings back an eerily familiar feeling I don't care to relive. I'd rather celebrate September 12, the day the great city rose from the ashes to maintain the most beautiful and diffuse way of life this world has ever known. 

If you want to see real evidence that the terrorists lost, pick any other day and go watch the High Schoolers spaz out in Union Square or Old School Rollerbladers skate-dance through Central Park; go to Bryant Park during lunch hour and see all the working stiffs (myself included) using their 60 minutes to smush into a single block of greenery before rushing back to their cubicles so they can afford to do it all over again tomorrow; ride any subway at 4am and watch as half the people drunkenly stagger to get home, while the other half are just leaving theirs, heading to work to make an honest buck. 

The feelings surrounding this day are as varied and complex as the people who feel them. I have lived 3,650 days since 9/11, carrying the events I eye-witnessed with me for each and every one of them. I will never forget exactly what happened and exactly how we fought so diligently and emotionally to preserve and protect the security of our culture, I don't need a media circus to help me remember it. 

I wish everybody reading this (and even those who aren't) all the comfort and strength a fellow human-being can, but I wish you more than one day's worth, I wish you enough strength to carry on forever, it's all we can do.

God Bless America

Simon and Garfunkel - The Only Living Boy in New York

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Blood Brothers

Up late night finishing reports. JEFF break, my favorite video of theirs so far. NSFW though, unless you work in a blood-covered, naked lady factory.

JEFF The Brotherhood - Wastoid Girl

Friday, September 2, 2011

Happy Labor Day.

Time really flies when your workin'. I have already been back for days but between a swollen inbox and a belated bout with Montezuma, I haven't had a moment to post. In honor of Labor Day Weekend, here is a double dose of work for the holiday weekend.

Here is one of the true New Orleans stalwarts, Allen Toussaint with his ode to menial lugging, followed by the De-evolution version of the same song.
Allen Toussaint, 2009, Brooklyn
Picture by Matt Katz
Enjoy the long weekend.
Allen Toussaint - Working In The Coalmine

BONUS SONG: Devo - Working In The Coalmine (Live 1988)

Tuesday, August 23, 2011


Last week I privileged enough to attend and amazing show at 92YTribeca. The bill headlined by avant garde saxophonist Colin Stetson, but the undercard featured one of my favorite acts today, a classically haunting trio called Callers.

The Friday night show brought a great crowd downtown to see the inventive group put on a wonderful and inspiring show. I was fortunate enough to get some great photos and set them up on my new concert photography website, Check out Callers newest Album, Life of Love. It is one of the most beautiful albums I have recently picked up, inside and out. 

Callers - You Are An Arc

Saturday, August 20, 2011


I'm going on vacation! I will be spending the next week in Mexico, Cabo to be exact. Close enough to California that I don't need to worry about being beheaded, but far enough that I still can't drink the water. I'm not counting on an Authentic Mehican experience, but I am looking forward to some sun and water, baja style eats, reading an e-book about Native America and getting away from the daily grind for a moment. I would assume there is also going to be some Mariachi sounds at some point. I hope everyone appreciates it as much as this li'l guy.

There may or may not be any posts for the next few days, I can't be certain, but if you have yet to catch up, now would be a good time to do so. Enjoy the week! suckers...

Long Beach Dub Allstars - Rosarito

Wednesday, August 17, 2011



What is a QR Code you may ask? A QR code is basically a unique internet based barcode that can be scanned in through your SmartPhone's camera using Apps or Programs such as RedLaser or Google's App. You are instantly transported to the website, so tap on over to your local app store, pick up a reader and scan away. This one takes you straight to the brand new MOBILE VERSION of EDAS!

If you happen have a regular-ol' non-smart phone and you don't have the foggiest idea of what I'm talking about then don't even bother, just look up from your game of Snake, and go to the old fashioned way... First by using Al Gore's Telenet Protocol System, followed by squeezing through a series of tubes, to finally arrive at your Online Musical Destination.

Before you go scanning every Code you see, be forewarned that you probably don't want to be subject to the internet suggestions of the average Perverted Nerd; stick to the Perv-Nerds you trust, like yours truly. Enjoy the new ability to keep Every Day Another Song in your pocket and take it to go.

A Tribe Called Quest - Lyrics To Go

Monday, August 15, 2011

Gay is OK

I have been busy as of late with some meaty projects including, but not limited to: 
  1. My Filligar Interview
  2. My photos from the Callers and Colin Stetson show from last Friday at 92YTribeca (One of my first legit Rock-Photog Gigs, Stay tuned for Details!)
  3. A million more posts repping my boys JEFF The Brotherhood
  4. All my regular Clark Kent work before I go on Vacation next week
  5. A fanciful and gay post today to help keep my mind off of how much real sh*t I have to do.
  6. Haircut
Well at least I have the second to last bullet point covered. 

Clark Kent work to be resumed tomorrow...
Have a gay and mellow Mon-Day.

The Gaylettes - Take a Chance (On Me)

Friday, August 12, 2011


Pic via HC
What did you think I was going for? 

Love him or hate him, Rod Stewart is one of the best selling artists of time. If you, like me, were born after 1975, you wouldn't know that Ol' Roderick used to wail with the best of them in one of the hardest rocking, hardest partying bands England has known, Faces. Before his catalog became saturated with 80's Soundtrack Ballads and he started trying to bang everybody's Mom (and getting his haircut like them too); he was touring the world in his wrestling-style leotard, blacking out, eating grapes and ruining entire towns of women.

In listening to him as a lead singer I really got to separate him from his reputation and hear how good of a frontman he actually is. Despite his enshrinement in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, his voice projects a gritty timbre that certainly came from the early years of RnB and singers like Otis Redding. Maybe it came from his early days digging graves, but Rod Stewart's soulful sound ranks up there with the best of them.
In Rod We Trust
Rod Stewart & Faces - Miss Judy's Farm

Thursday, August 11, 2011

So Help Me

Get your funk on with this great 1969 jam by little known songstress Joyce Jones off the old timey ATCO label. Help me close out the week tomorrow, if you've been following along, you already be able to guess what's in store.

Sidebar: I'm pretty sure this album cover takes place directly outside my office. I'm positive the chick in the Che Shirt gave me a look on my way in this morning.

Joyce Jones - Help Me Make Up My Mind

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Nothing But The Truth

I’m sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

I’ve had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
Money for dope
Money for rope

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Money for dope
Money for rope

I’m sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mama’s little chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now

I’ve had enough of watching scenes
Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
It’s money for dope
Money for rope

Ah, I’m sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

I’ve had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

Nothing I can say can follow the genius of this man, and THAT is the truth.

John Lennon - Gimme Some Truth

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

The Whole Truth

Turning yesterday's song into an impromptu theme, here's another Truth from Queens Native, Pharoahe Monch featuring Brooklynite Talib Kweli and Chi-town boy Common. Can you handle it?

Pharoahe Monch w/ Talib Kweli & Common - The Truth

Monday, August 8, 2011

The Truth

Today we return to an #EDAS tradition, Rasta Mon-Day. Let's start this week off right with some vibes from the GFOR (Godfather of Rocksteady), Alton Ellis.
The Godfather Himself, Alton Ellis
Nowadays when I tell someone about Alton, I introduce him as "possibly the greatest singer in the history of the world."

Do you agree? He seems to think it's true.

Alton Ellis - It's True

Saturday, August 6, 2011


Today's post goes out to a very special lady in my life. She has been an important character throughout the last few chapters of the book of my life, by my side since I was a young idiot many years ago (/still today). My partner in art, (some) business, dogcare, life and love, today is an ode to how much she means to me Every Day. Today on the anniversary of her beautiful and from what I hear, somewhat simian-esque birth, I dedicate this song by the lovely Sir PaulMac to his original soulmate and similarly creative fairer-half Linda, to my soulmate and similarly creative half Katie.  I wish you another happy joyous birthday and many more to come. 

All My Love,
Paul McCartney - Long Haired Lady

Friday, August 5, 2011

Filligar Friday

I spent last night backstage at Bowery Ballroom with Chicago's most rockin' youngins, Filligar. These guys are true students of Rock 'N Roll and have quickly become one of my favorite bands of the day not only because of their timeless sound, but also because they are just cool as hell. We got lost in a one hour interview before they rocked a packed house of schloppy fans into sonic ecstasy, broken leg and all. 

The Boys via Filligar's Flickr
Brothers John (Guitar & Vocals), Pete (Drums), and Teddy (Bass) Mathais as well as childhood friend Casey Gibson (Keys), bring a sound foundation of talent and soul to Filligar's live shows and records a like, leaving a trail of hardcore fans behind them as they tour the country. They make a stop tomorrow at the Escape to New York festival (which takes place on the Shinnecock Indian Reservation in the Hamptons) before hitting up another Festival in Maine next weekend. If you can't make it out to either, pick up their newest album, The Nerve, to see where their varied musical influences have taken them at this stage of their career. Don't delay, they way these guys talk, they have no plans on standing still for any amount of time, probably best to get caught up in their whirlwind sooner rather than later. Best of luck to Filligar, especially my boy Pete, and I look forward to hearing much, much more about them in the near (or far) future.

Come back soon for the more of interview and pics from an epic night with Filligar. 

Filligar - Not Gonna Settle