Diamonds & pearls
The Colonel, the Cautions, Mill City Rockers
by Bob Gulla
The Colonel and His Lucky Diamonds (CD,
www.thecolonelandhisluckydiamonds.cjb.net)
With his new project, The Colonel and His Lucky Diamonds, Johnny "The Colonel"
Maguire is a rather far cry from his previous stint as long-time guitarist for
the Amazing Crowns. First of all, his new material is way easier on the ears
than the Crowns decibel-wise. Instead of that band's greasy-punk, Maguire and
the boys delve with both feet into the rockabilly and early rock and roll of
the '50s. And instead barreling full-speed-ahead with a barrage of distorted
punk-rock licks and riffs, the Colonel and second guitarist Jonny Safford
specialize in cleanly picked lines and chunky rockabilly chords straight outta
their dueling hollow bodies. When they're playing instrumentals like the old
Crowns tune "Gretschy," spiced up here with mariachi-style horns, and the
sizzling archetypal rocker "The Curse of the Colonel," the band is tight and
focused, often mimicking the vintage licks of heroes like Elvis' Jordanaires,
Bill Haley's Comets, or Buddy Holly's Crickets. When Safford sings, he enhances
chestnuts like the Holly-inspired "The One That Got Away" and the sizzling
opener "The Colonel's Havin' a Party," with a suave, dippity-do sort of
manliness, as so many frontmen back in the '50s enjoyed.
The only concern on this recording is that Maguire, also joined by bassist Joe
Principe and drummer Mike Safford, is so enamored by the
sounds-of-before-he-was-born that he doesn't dare touch it with his own
sensibility. When you're playing a style that's almost five decades old, you
can't treat it like a valuable antique. It's best to bend it and stretch it a
bit. It is, after all, rock and roll. It's lasted this long; it'll last another
few years despite the rugged treatment.
The Cautions (CD, www.thecautions.com)
OK, so now that Weezer's on the huge side once again (I, for one, thought they
were long, long gone), the sound of the Cautions, a band straddling the
Providence-Boston axis, comes off like a fresh Krispy Kreme, with just enough
sweetness and heft to feel like you're getting your money's worth. Comprised of
lead singer and guitarist Eric Barao, lead guitarist Jeff Caglarcan, bassist
Matthew Boynton, and drummer Chris Newbern, the Cautions straddle the power-pop
line separating Weezer and the Cars, Gary Numan, and the Posies. The guitars
feel sturdy, the songwriting solid, the performances passionate. Both Caglarcan
and Barao met at the Berklee College of Music, so they have a little built-in
cred, technically speaking. Their eponymous debut, recorded and mixed at
Diamond Hill studios in Cumberland and engineered by Barry Martin, is a brief
but potent trip through the wry and entertaining world of the Cautions. To wit,
Barao sings on the crunching break-up tune, "Out of Print," "Now that you've
said it's final/I want back my fucking vinyl!" (Remind you of Ben Folds?) "Game
Show" cribs its guitar solo from "Jeopardy," while the heavy opening guitar
salvo of "Groove Baby Groove" is almost certainly tongue-in-cheek. There's much
to like on The Cautions, and little to criticize. That is, if you, like
me, dig deeply the timeless power-pop melodies of bands like, oh, you know --
one of them ends with "Crush."
Mill City Rockers: Mission (Big Noise,
www.bignoise.com/mcr.html)
Produced by Tony Ricci and Mill City Rockers, Mission is a dozen
straight-ahead rock tunes propelled by the classic-rock guitars of Normand
Barabe and John Anthony Florio and the rock-solid vocals of bassist Jim St.
Pierre. The band is obviously inspired by southern, blues-based rockers like
Molly Hatchet and mid-period Lynyrd Skynyrd ("Above the Law," "Ridin' Free,"
"In Your Face"), while also hinting at the guitar throttle of Hendrix ("Guitar
Hero") and other '70s rockers on songs like AC/DC ("Another Way").
Though the band generally stays on the straight and narrow in the songwriting
category, occasionally they veer off and throw in a surprise or two. On the
ballad "Understand What I See," Barabe's pedal steel provides a nice
counterpoint to St. Pierre's rhythm chords. His bottleneck also spices up "No
Warning." In terms of improvements, the rhythm section of St. Pierre and
powerhouse drummer John Desaulniers provide the band with strong support, but
they need to swing a bit more. Too many of the tracks, including Florio's
rhythm patterns, come off a little starchy. So too are the band's lyrics;
they're relate-able but a little less than sophisticated. A bit of zip, maybe a
little attitude, would cure these ailments no problem. Recorded, mixed, and
mastered at Triad Recording Complex, the disc has ample breadth and fidelity,
and good performances. A little attention to detail would take these guys a
long distance.
Lon E: Marema (Lion Eye Productions, www.lioneye.com)
Lon E. Plynton, founder of the regionally renowned Mystic Jammers and the
Equal Rites Band, is back, this time under his own name and a disc called
Marema. Like his recent work with Equal Rites, his solo work combines
R&B and soul with his native tongue, reggae, resulting in a colorful work
of ambitious proportions. Like many reggae songwriters, Plynton keeps things
positive lyrically and vibrant musically. Songs like the fusiony "The Novel,"
the Santana- inspired "Marema," and the gently bouncing "Strength" are as
empowering as they are purely danceable. Plynton's vocals and guitar work sound
stronger than ever while many of the songs here, all mastered at Dream Edit
Studios with executive production by S. Ritchie, have solid production values.
Where Plynton slips up is when he stretches his voice out of range. This arises
on songs ("The Postcard," "The Door") that have more relation to the soul of
Detroit than the reggae of Jamaica. Plynton excels when the material has a
world music feel, which, fortunately, most of Marema possesses.
WANDERING EYE. Lots is happening on Saturday, June 23 beginning with a
good rockin' time at the Safari Lounge with the Providence Riots. At the
other end of the musical spectrum, you can head up to Woonsocket for a much
more wholesome time. It's called the Family Safety Festival and it will
take place at Dunn Park in Woonsocket. Set time's noon-ish, admission is free,
and quality acoustic entertainment will be provided by Mary Ann Rossoni
and her band, which also includes Dan Hann on drums, Betsy Dake on backing
vocals, DJ Lauria on guitar, and Joe Potenza on bass. Information on the
festival can be had by calling 762-3314. Rossoni will also be heading to
Newport on the 25th to play the Sunset Music Festival at the Newport Yachting
Center. Admission is $25 (it is Newport after all), but you also get to see
Kay Hanley, ex of Letters to Cleo, and the witty, urbane folk darling
Dar Williams. The music starts at 6 p.m.; the box office telly is
846-1600, ext. 221.
Bad luck hits Meat Depressed. While they were at the Living Room
watching a show last week, some goons broke into their van and ripped off the
following equipment: Bob's 1978 blue Les Paul custom, Pete's Black Guitar
Center custom shop Fender Jaguar (with locking tuning pegs, humbucker in tail
position, and a roller nut; there's a nick in the neck at the 5th fret); Vic's
Blue Fender Jazz Bass (serial number: MN1101605), his Fender Bass Head 300R BXR
(LO-212920), and a bunch of merch -- CDs, buttons, stickers, etc. If you come
across it any of it, call (508) 698-0393.
Bob Gulla can be reached at b_gulla@yahoo.com.