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Given the handle “Gatemouth” as a high school student because of his voice sounding like an old rusty gate, fit like a glove, in the realm of blues vocals. Clarence “Gatemouth” Brown used his rusty voice to his advantage in many genres of music, including: blues, jazz, Cajun and even R&B. As far as most blues musicians go, Gatemouth was my favorite for his talent with each of the many instruments he could play. He first started on the sticks in San Antonio, however he could play harmonica, fiddle, viola and guitar. I know that my posts up to this date were centered on Texas born and raised musicians.

This week is a little different in that Clarence was born in Vinton, Louisiana, however moved to Orange, Texas as a boy and began his musical career in San Antonio in 1945, so I figure he counts. His popularity grew opening for T Bone Walker and many others. In 1949 Don Robey founded Peacock Records out of San Antonio, first recording Brown (later recording the scorcher “Hound Dog” by Big Mama Thornton). If not the first, one of the first few, to use a capo on his guitar also set Brown apart from the rest of the guitar musicians of his day.

The track I have chosen today is one I feel emphasizes Gatemouth’s ability to jump genres. This gutsy piece shows his violin chops and would be what I consider a hybrid of instrumentals, with its traditional blues backbone, and overlaying violin layer. This track creates a folk/blues/country sound, which I feel encompasses an early Texas trademark. “Just Before Dawn” would turn out to be Brown’s last recording under the Peacock umbrella in 1959.


LISTEN: Clarence “Gatemouth” Brown – Just Before Dawn

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Drums and horns. Heavy, raw, and mixed upfront and drenched in distortive compression, it’s true lo-fi gritty soul at it’s best! Carol Jones’s “Don’t Destroy Me” is a marvelous piece of the ever-impressive catalog of Motor City soul. Released on Mutt Records, a small, independent soul and pop label located in the western suburban banks of Detroit (in the back of the owner’s bail bond business to be exact), Don’t Destroy Me stands seemingly defiant of the popularized Motown signature, especially for a Detroit soul recording. And seeing how Mutt didn’t have any viable avenues for national distribution (or international for that matter), Carol Jones likely lived out her short-lived career on the Detroit club circuit.

And interesting side note, arranger Aaron Neal and producer Scott Bray did in fact release various versions of this sweet funk-tinged soul shaker, one of which is a model of the string-heavy and more melodic Detroit soul sound. Apparently that version is a bit more rare than this particular one, featuring Ms. Jones’ searing vocals mixed in the front and de-emphasis of the backbeat and horn section. According to some Internet gossip, there had been some interest in reissuing the Mutt catalog, but as reported by the son of the label owner, all of the master tapes had been destroyed in a devastating studio fire.

Though I couldn’t find much on Ms. Jones and her should’ve-been career, it is interesting to note that Mutt did have a wide array of repertoire and genre throughout their short-lived activity. Label-mates Jake Wade and the Soul Searchers issued their instrumental deep funk burner “Searching For Soul” on Mutt, check out Flea Market Funk’s great post on that here. And there were quite a few soulers, funkers, and rockers that released a slew of singles, but as far as I can tell, no full lengths of any sort.

Without further ado, hope you enjoy this weeks’ savory portion of raw soul, this one makes my heart flutter.

LISTEN: Carol Jones-Don’t Destroy Me

24 Sep 2009, Comments (0)

Kenny and the Kasuals – IMPACT (Mark) 1966

Author: michael selman
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When it comes to early Texas rock groups you may hear names like Kit and the Outlaws, The Nightcaps or even The Briks. The band that stands out in my opinion is Kenny and the Kasuals. Being mostly a cover band, this group still could hang with more popular groups of the day, like The Wailers or The Sonics. The Kasuals got their start in Dallas, Texas in 1964 first called The Illusions Combo then in 65’ changed their name to Kenny and the Kasuals. Competition in Dallas was fierce in the music scene, competing with The Nightcaps, The Chessmen, The Outcasts and The Five American’s. The group played small dances and frat parties until 1965 when Mark Lee became their new manager. The group became the house band for the first upscale all teen club in Dallas called The Studio Club. The group released their first single “Nothin’ Better To Do,” later releasing their full length IMPACT.

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Full length records were not common for small rock bands of this day and age, however The Nightcaps had done it with success. The full length was recorded live at the Studio Club. They were known for their live performances making it the only option to record the full length live. The Kasuals consisted of Kenny Daniel (vocals and guitar), Jerry Smith (lead guitar), Tommy Nichols (harmonica), Paul Roach (organ/keyboards), Lee Lightfoot (bass), and David Blackley (drums). Impact consisted of a slew of covers: “Gloria”, “All The Day And All of the Night”, and “Farmer John” most notably The Kinks cover of “It’s All Right” and “I’m Not Talking” a cover of Mose Allison. Both hopped up punker versions. Opening with screaming guitars, wailing vocals and driving bass lines, these versions give the originals a run for their money, Dallas style. This record was recorded in 1966 originally. Only 500 copies were pressed making the originals quite rare, I was able to grab one of the rereleases from 1977.

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LISTEN: Kenny and the Kasuals – I’m Not Talking

LISTEN: Kenny and the Kasuals – It’s All Right

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Greetings, I’d like to note that this weeks post is a special tribute to an old friend of mine who is embarking on his lifelong mission of bootin’ his smoking habit to the curb. I thought this funky slab of anti-cigarette declamation might be pertinent to his courageous and indomitable cause. Godspeed Swifty, kick that crap for the both of us!

The Americans of ’72 of hometown Houston, TX, started their recording career years prior as the Americans of ’68 on Skipper Lee Frazier’s Ovide label, releasing a solitary 7″ with the plug side entitled “Baby Baby Baby”. Arguably the best (most confusing too?) band name reinvention EVER, these fellas recorded under the Americans of ’68, Americans of ‘70, Americans of ’71, and the Americans of ’72 in accordance with the change of each respective year. The above-mentioned track and a handful of their releases can be heard on Tuff City’s stellar Houston funk compilation entitled “Funky Funky Houston”, which can be found here.

After their brief activity with Ovide, the band made a switch to the much smaller Houston-based Libra label, which is presumed to be under the ownership of the group due to the fact that their only releases and artist repertoire were that of the Americans. Yet under Libra, the Americans were able to reach widespread domestic and international distribution through New York-based Bell Records (as seen on my copy above). Interesting sidenote, the original release on Libra was recorded and distributed in 1971 under the group name The Americans of ‘71. But by the time Bell readied this soul shattering horn-and-drum heavy 45 for global distribution it was already 1972, hence the name change on the Bell release as The Americans of ‘72.

Our highlighted feature today is The Cancer Stick Pt 1, a funky witty ditty devoted to the Americans own rhythm backbone, drummer Sugar Bear. To whom, according to Americans vocalist Chester Orndorff, “just puffs and puffs not knowing enough’s enough!”. Layered on a steadfast 4/4 drum pattern, palatable horn stabs, and a top-heavy bongo intimation, Orndorff’s vocals tell the story of Sugar Bear’s ill fated vice and warns against the harms of tobacco to an almost lecturing degree (with some quite humorous and dramatic coughing and hacking throughout the bridge). Coming in under three minutes, The Cancer Stick is undoubtedly the best way to sweat out your nicotine cravings on the dance floor. If only more PSA’s could be as funky and groove filled as this one…

And a special thanks and recognition to Houston music specialist and deejay Brett Koshkin for this weeks post, keepin the Bayou City alive and breathing!

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LISTEN: The Americans of ‘72-The Cancer Stick Pt. 1

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