A Different Approach to the Music of the 1980's

* Discovered?
Sure they were signed, but who knew?

* Going Solo, Going Nowhere!
The restless one's who leave behind their bandmates to briefly go it alone.

* Long forgotten one-hit wonders

* What is local?
Checking in on unsigned talent.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Return with no Return

Comebacks, Reunions and remakes all played an integral part of the fabric of the 1980's. Early on in the decade we saw the return of 50's and 60's icons including Chubby Checker, Del Shannon, and Gary U.S. Bonds, all of whom returned with new albums filled with original material. Then there were the established bands of the 80's who elected to re-visit the music of their youth, before it became somewhat of the norm. Van Halen's 1982 release, Diver Down is a perfect example. The band struck gold for the second time in their career with a monster rendition of a 1960's classic. Following the earlier success of You Really Got Me, along came an unforgettable rendition of Roy Orbison's Oh, Pretty Woman. The album featured five cover tunes and only seven originals. Whether or not VH purists embraced the record was of no consequence, as it propelled this band beyond popularity and into the realm of super-stardom. Burgeoning artist or mainstream performer, there was big money to be made in remakes; a substantial return on a return to the past. Billy Idol exploded on to the early 80's scene with the Tommy James and the Shondell's classic, Mony Mony. Who can forget Naked Eyes hitting it big with There's Always Something There to Remind Me; a semi-forgettable Burt Bacharach penned tune. Cheap Trick stayed current with a memorable version of the Elvis Presley fave, Don't Be Cruel. David Lee Roth on his solo outing continued to hit with cover tunes including the Beach Boys California Girls, and the flamboyant Just a Gigolo/Ain't Got Nobody. The medley version dated back to the mid 1950's, but the individual tunes go back to the early 1900's! Equally unlikely was the resurfacing of a 1929 Irving Berlin classic made popular by Fred Astaire. Taco's Puttin' on the Ritz put him on the map in 1982. There are certainly many more both worthy of mention, and probably quite a few that were not so worthy. This month I will take you back to 1985, 1983, and 1984 respectively. The possibility exists that some of these tunes are indeed not unknown, but most certainly have been forgotten. As curator, of an 80's museum in my mind, I felt it time to dust off the vinyl, and bring these classic tunes back from the grave to hopefully gain a small bit of notoriety, or at the very least a smile or two. I am assuming by now that all of you know the drill, however should this be your first time here, I urge you to hit the play button below, close your eyes, and journey back with me once more into the land of the Unknown 80's.
Morty!
June 2009

Friday, May 1, 2009

If at First You Don't Succeed...

We have this radio station here in Manhattan, that when it made its debut back in the late 90's seemed like a much needed breath of fresh air. Of course with maturity setting in, a classic rock format centered primarily around the music of my childhood would make for a comfortable place to call home, a respite from the loud abrasive current sound that the younger generation found inspirational.
Do we eventually become our parents, closing our minds to the newer sound, finding refuge in our past?
I still enjoy the stereo cranked up to eleven; a not so obscure 80's reference, primarily when it is blasting the music of said decade now almost thirty years gone.
Where am I going with this rant?
When our beloved New York City classic rock station hit the airwaves, they boasted the largest rock and roll library in the country.
(Maybe the world, I don't pay attention to buzz words and tag lines).
Apparently, the library is not as large as we were led to believe. I figure I have counted two hundred songs (give or take), which at one time may have been considered downright bountiful, but in the days of the mighty iPod...
Thus the need for a place called "The Unknown 80's."
Somewhere beneath the radio hits and one hit wonders that current radio stations rally around during their once a week, once a day (etc.) 80's marathons lies some incredible music that inexplicably has been overlooked.
This time around, we take you to the nation's capital, home of Tommy Keene, an artist often considered one of the 1980s most critically acclaimed (and commercially ignored) singer/songwriters.
The Morty story takes us back once again to radio station WNYT, where for a limited period of time, this unknown musical talent found respect in the guise of "heavy rotation" on college radio. Whether I (permanently) borrowed this EP long after it had been forgotten, or quite possibly (yet highly unlikely) had been handed this piece of vinyl to store in a Morty musical time capsule not to be unearthed again for a minimum of a quarter century remains to be seen. While this audio treasure spent the better part of that time collecting dust, its title track remained forever locked within the fringes of my subconscious.
The result?
Surviving move after move, apartment after apartment, to deservedly find a home here on the World Wide Web, where hopefully, those well outside the circle of that small college radio station and my (thankfully) large and intact memory can come to enjoy this nugget of musical history.
As always, I ask you to leave a comment on your way out, just a small hint of your visit here. Regardless, my mission continues.
Hit the play button below, and take a trip with me once more. Tell your friends, relatives, enemies, ex-spouses...
You get the message.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Blast from Two Pasts

Well it's nice to be back here after a month long hiatus, not that too many people noticed, but I'm okay with that. My major focus has been on the alternate sight at mortmaz.blogspot.com, where following the unfortunate passing of one of my favorite musicians, and all around nice guy, I spent literally weeks combing back through my life to dredge up everything I could remember to tell my tale of a rock and roll obsession. If I have wet your whistle, or aroused your curiosity, I hope you will drop by there to see what I am talking about. That said, let's take it back to my favorite year in the unknown 80's realm, 1984. This artist comes once again from my college radio past at New York Tech's WNYT. The only vinyl I recall seeing from this guy was a 12" sampler sent primarily to radio stations in advance of the upcoming album release. Side A featured what I am assuming was the single. Music director, (we'll call him M) wrote: "I'm not sure who did the original of this classic, but you'll recognize it instantly"
I didn't.
Go back over the last few posts and re-familiarize yourselves with my ailment called Musical Cluenessness.
In fact, none of us at 'NYT could remember. I took a stab at The Dave Clark Five. It was not until 1987, following the release of an uber-popular, yet far from critically acclaimed cinematic flick, that any of us would find out who recorded this now iconic classic.
"It's a great cover, really good production, 80's sounding, yet tough enough," continues M.
Side A featured a longer club mix version of the tune, while side B featured the radio mix, and another cut, Palm of My Hand.
Musically clueless and close minded as I was back then, I never listened to the second cut, and only discovered it on this cool rainy Saturday afternoon.
TWENTY-FIVE YEARS LATER!
"Try Palm of my Hand," M concludes. It makes a great segue with Van Halen's Jump.
I can guarantee that for the short time this record was in rotation, many a WNYT DJ tested the segue theory as per the esteemed music director.
I'll try it later and see how it sounds.
M was primarily an alternative music aficionado, thus the limited amount of information revealed about the artist. It took me quarter of a century to do the research and find out that this guy comes from an impressive rock and roll past! I am duly impressed and will reveal no more here. For that bit of info, you will have to once again hit the play button below and take another trip with me back in time to the Unknown 80's. Please make sure to leave a comment on your way out, and pass the word to other 80's enthusiasts.
See you next time,
Morty!

Monday, February 2, 2009

RPM: A Long (Island) Time ago in a club scene far, far away...

With six weeks of winter ahead, what better place to hibernate than deep within the realm of the Unknown 80's?
Welcome back.
This time around, I thought I might try something different. While researching last months featured artist; Yipes, I had come across a small number of pictures highlighting the band in an early 80's live performance at a college. While there was nothing groundbreaking there, the candid's got me to thinking about the band's earlier days, before the A&R person came along with a pen in one hand and a recording contract in the other.
Everyone starts somewhere.
What were they doing in the weeks, months and years leading up to that momentous occasion?
How difficult was it to play original material in the Wisconsin club scene at that time?
What did it take to rise above the other bands and get those tunes heard?
How did it differ from that of the Long Island club scene with which I had become so familiar?
I can pretty much break down the 1980's Long Island scene into two categories:
A. Bands in pursuit of a record deal
B. Bands in pursuit of a party.
RPM fell into the latter category.
This is not to take away from the musical prowess of any of the individuals depicted here. Each and every one of them were musically gifted in their own right. RPM left an indelible imprint on the Long Island circuit. Beginning in 1984 as a cover band, they started out in smaller clubs, often opening for some of the more established local acts. It was on one such night, in a room in the New York City borough of Queens that I had first come across RPM. Specifically, it was on the eve of the historic Live Aid show that would commence the next morning several miles south in Philadelphia, Pa. I listened with half an ear, waiting rather impatiently for the main act to hit the stage, a group of friends whom I will one day write a book about as it was they, who more or less provided the soundtrack of my life during those years. RPM however had not gone forgotten. I vividly remember the band capably covering the Steel Breeze hit "You Don't Want Me Anymore," one of my favorite one-hit wonders from the early part of the decade. The memory stops there. It would be another two years yet, before I would cross paths with these guys again. By the fall of 1987, the RPM I had stumbled upon was a completely different unit. Scaled down to four members, the band was now led by renowned front man Joel Frixx. Having made a name for himself over the years with Long Island's Vixen, followed by Tara, Joel brought RPM out of the smaller rooms and into the Long Island limelight, cementing themselves as one of the top drawing bands on the copy circuit. An entirely different dynamic, the band ran through an immense catalog of tunes ranging from the 1960's through the new music sounds of the mid-80's, covering the likes of New Order, Erasure, The Cure, and Depeche Mode to name a few. The idea of performing a set of their own music had never been a priority, primarily because there just were not enough original tunes to draw from, yet in 1986, the band had been offered a gig at Long Island's legendary My Father's Place, an institution that gave rise to the likes of Billy Joel, The Police, The Talking Heads, and so many more. With less than two weeks to prepare, they put their heads together and (in what I would like to assume was an intense writing session) rapidly penned enough tunes to cover a set. Today, they laughingly admit that most of those tunes were not worth much more than the paper on which they were written. A small number of similar gigs would follow in Manhattan, but after a short period of time, the band went back to doing what they did best, conducting some of the greatest party nights that Long Island club owners and patrons would remember long after those years had become but a memory.
It is with that very thought in mind, that I happily induct into my personal Unknown 80's hall of fame; a group of guys that I am both proud and honored to consider as friends. The live footage that follows was shot in 1987 at Long Island's Rumrunner of Oyster Bay. The interviews were conducted at EKO studio's in Deer Park, Long Island nearly a decade later, in the fall of 1996 as the band was preparing for a 10 year reunion/anniversary celebration. The original music featured here is really only of the tip of the iceberg, yet briefly allows a small glimpse into Long Island's 80's music scene.
Sound Engineer, Steve Porcelli summed it up best during the recording of the '96 interviews:
"They don't want to tell you about all of the debauchery that this band has left in its wake."
What is left for me are some of the greatest memories of those carefree years, and it is my hope that for some, this preview might rekindle just a bit of the good times that transpired back then. For the rest of you; enjoy this trip back in time. Once again, I implore you to leave a comment on your way out, and spread the word. In the meantime, hit the play button below and take a journey with me once more into the world of the Unknown 80's.
See you next month!
Morty
Feb. 2009