<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:27:32.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mangos and Mandolins</title><subtitle type='html'>Music from appalachia to brazil, with plenty of detours</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-111446759801951476</id><published>2005-04-26T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T21:08:30.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychograss</title><summary type='text'>Photo: Maria CamilloPsychograss: Ride the Wild Turkey / Jeremy ReelFrom Like Minds, 1996I just finished a week of fantastic live music.  First was a double bill of Vasen  and the Darol Anger-Mike Marshall Duo, then Jackie Rago and her amazing Venezuelan band, and finally Martin Hayes and Dennis Cahill (see previous post).At the Anger-Marshall show I picked up Now Hear This the brand new CD from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/111446759801951476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=111446759801951476' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/111446759801951476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/111446759801951476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/04/psychograss.html' title='Psychograss'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-111103815728195738</id><published>2005-03-17T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T11:03:48.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Paddy's Day: The Lonesome Touch</title><summary type='text'>Martin Hayes: The Crooked Road-The Foxhunter's ReelFrom Under the Moon, 1995Martin Hayes and Dennis Cahill: Paddy Fahy's ReelFrom The Lonesome Touch, 1997We're back in business, just in time to add some color to your holiday.  But Martin Hayes isn't just background music to sip your stout to.  Download the first track, turn your speakers way up, and appreciate this fiddler's rare musicality </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/111103815728195738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=111103815728195738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/111103815728195738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/111103815728195738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/03/st-paddys-day-lonesome-touch.html' title='St. Paddy&apos;s Day: The Lonesome Touch'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110929029701062218</id><published>2005-02-25T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T09:04:11.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle samba</title><summary type='text'>Jovino Santos Neto Quinteto: Mendanha / Intrigas no Boteco do PadilhaFrom Ao Vivo em Olympia (Live in Olympia), 2000Sorry for the week-and-a-half absence.  I just moved, and things should be returning to normal around here.Today's tracks are a samba and a choro, respectively, from pianist Jovino Santos Neto, who spent 15 years in Hermeto Pascoal's legendary band.  He later settled in Seattle, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110929029701062218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110929029701062218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110929029701062218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110929029701062218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/02/seattle-samba.html' title='Seattle samba'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110833447849359938</id><published>2005-02-13T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T09:26:55.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The redhead said you shred the cello</title><summary type='text'>Alasdair Fraser &amp; Natalie Haas: Calliope Meets Frank and Da Slockit LightFrom Fire &amp; Grace, 2004The cello is a caged beast.  Inside every expressive, lyrical cellist is a rhythmic monster waiting to be set loose, and Natalie Hass is one of a few young cellists who have done just that.On this duet record, Haas and brilliant Scottish fiddler Alasdair Fraser dodge and weave through material from the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110833447849359938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110833447849359938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110833447849359938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110833447849359938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/02/redhead-said-you-shred-cello.html' title='The redhead said you shred the cello'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110780561354559348</id><published>2005-02-07T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T12:06:41.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna wait in vain</title><summary type='text'>Gilberto Gil: Three Little Birds / Waiting in VainFrom Kaya N'Gan Daya, 2002To mark Bob Marley's birthday (he would have been 60 yesterday), I'm offering two tracks from Gilberto Gil's brilliant 2002 tribute album, Kaya N'Gan Daya.It's ballsy for any performer to imagine someone listening to their album of Marley covers rather than the real thing.  But Gilberto Gil is not just any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110780561354559348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110780561354559348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110780561354559348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110780561354559348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-dont-wanna-wait-in-vain.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna wait in vain'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110732193755105322</id><published>2005-02-02T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T10:25:57.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chorando mais um poquinho</title><summary type='text'>I'm still on a choro kick, so here's a pair of tunes from two Brazilian masters:Raphael Rabello &amp; Paulo Moura: 1x0 (Um a Zero) / Domingo No Orfeão PortugalFrom Dois Irmãos, 1992Raphael Rabello was perhaps Brazil's greatest guitarist until his premature death in 1995.  Paulo Moura, on clarinet, is a legend of Brazilian jazz, pop and classical music.These virtuosos play here in a no-frills</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110732193755105322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110732193755105322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110732193755105322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110732193755105322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/02/chorando-mais-um-poquinho.html' title='Chorando mais um poquinho'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110688618929867757</id><published>2005-01-27T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T10:04:55.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chorinho Americano</title><summary type='text'>Mike Marshall and Choro Famoso: Um Abraço Seu Dominguinhos / CochichandoFrom Choro Famoso, 2004I first posted some Brazilian choro/chorinho a couple weeks ago -- it's an intricate, swinging sound that borrows from samba rhythms, jazz harmony, and European dance tunes.Here's some more, from right in my own backyard: Oakland, CA.  Mandolinist Mike Marshall is an alumnus of the David Grisman </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110688618929867757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110688618929867757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110688618929867757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110688618929867757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/chorinho-americano.html' title='Chorinho Americano'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110659830771393655</id><published>2005-01-24T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T18:53:33.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back, with new and improved mandolins</title><summary type='text'>Phillips Grier &amp; Flinner: Car On Fire / Monroe's HornpipeFrom Phillips Grier &amp; Flinner, 1999 / Looking Back, 2002Here's some instrumental not-quite-bluegrass to belatedly start out the week.  The combo of mandolin, guitar and bass perfectly covers the sonic spectrum with little overlap in range.  With masters like Todd Phillips (b), David Grier (g) and Matt Flinner (m) at the helm, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110659830771393655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110659830771393655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110659830771393655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110659830771393655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/were-back-with-new-and-improved.html' title='We&apos;re back, with new and improved mandolins'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110620959381717000</id><published>2005-01-20T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T18:18:22.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theme Week: Black Thursday</title><summary type='text'>Todd Snider: Conservative, Christian, Right-Wing, Republican, Straight, White, American MaleFrom East Nashville Skyline, 2004Dan Bern: We Will Not Be DividedFrom Anthems, 2004Here are two songs that attack the notion of a "polarized" nation from entirely different angles.  Todd Snider's hilarious "Conservative Christian..." is more than a simple liberal jibe at Red State America; he goes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110620959381717000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110620959381717000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110620959381717000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110620959381717000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/theme-week-black-thursday.html' title='Theme Week: Black Thursday'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110612277051017430</id><published>2005-01-19T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T18:17:35.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theme Week, day 3: gotta have some Bob</title><summary type='text'>One of my favorite Dylan covers:Buddy Miller: With God On Our SideFrom Universal United House of Prayer, 2004Back when Joan Baez was an established name and Bob Dylan was still just another folksinger in the Village, she heard him sing this song and decided that maybe the kid had something. This is one of those songs that's all too pertinent after 40 years, although it could use another </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110612277051017430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110612277051017430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110612277051017430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110612277051017430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/theme-week-day-3-gotta-have-some-bob.html' title='Theme Week, day 3: gotta have some Bob'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110603206185752282</id><published>2005-01-18T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T18:16:29.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theme Week day 2</title><summary type='text'>Don't take that too seriously.  Going for a lighter tone today.The Austin Lounge Lizards: Stupid Texas SongFrom Employee of the Month, 1998Andy Irvine and Mozaik: Pony Boy / Never Tire of the RoadFrom Live from the Powerhouse, 2004"Stupid Texas Song" helps release some of that pent-up red-state agression (we love you guys, really, we just wish you hadn't gone and voted like that).  The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110603206185752282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110603206185752282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110603206185752282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110603206185752282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/theme-week-day-2.html' title='Theme Week day 2'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110595210809342096</id><published>2005-01-17T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T18:15:40.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theme Week: Inauguration</title><summary type='text'>This week marks the passage into Dubya's second term.  I spent a lot of time and energy (actually, all my time and energy) over the summer and fall trying to keep this from happening.  Politics are as personal to me as music, and this week it's going to be impossible to separate the two.  If that bugs you, you might want to check out until next Monday, when we'll be back to the regularly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110595210809342096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110595210809342096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110595210809342096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110595210809342096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/theme-week-inauguration.html' title='Theme Week: Inauguration'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110568519089139904</id><published>2005-01-14T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T18:15:08.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brazil by the bay</title><summary type='text'>Claudia Villela &amp; Ricardo Peixoto: Presença / Brasil com SFrom Inverse Universe, 2003, Adventure MusicClaudia Villela has one of those voices that makes you not care whether she even sings words (and frequently, she doesn't). This native carioca, with an enchanting five-octave range, has lived in the San Francisco Bay Area for over two decades. For most of that time, she's had an ongoing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110568519089139904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110568519089139904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110568519089139904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110568519089139904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/brazil-by-bay.html' title='Brazil by the bay'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110557539282737097</id><published>2005-01-12T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:20:17.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How could I forget?</title><summary type='text'>In a fit of neglect, I left out the most absurd Canada-themed song in existence:Three Dead Trolls: The Toronto SongThis stupid little ditty somehow ended up on my computer in a search for geographically appropriate music for a long summer road trip.  It kept us sane in the barren wasteland between Detroit and Buffalo.Hope you like it.  I apologize in advance."...and Alan Thicke sucks!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110557539282737097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110557539282737097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110557539282737097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110557539282737097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/how-could-i-forget.html' title='How could I forget?'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110551160675387821</id><published>2005-01-12T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:21:07.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh. Canada.</title><summary type='text'>La Bottine Souriante: La brunette est là-Le reel des quatre fers en l'air / Le rêve du Quéteux Tremblay IFrom Je Voudrais Changer D'Chapeau, 1988Keller Williams: Case of YouLive bootleg, 1998ishThe signs are converging: first it was the Canadian theme week over at songs:illinois.  Then the Daily Show sketch where Ed Helms ran around Manhattan wearing nothing but an "Oh Canada!" t-shirt.  So</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110551160675387821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110551160675387821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110551160675387821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110551160675387821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-canada.html' title='Oh. Canada.'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110533542553015694</id><published>2005-01-10T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:19:11.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Hendrix covers, I promise</title><summary type='text'>Turtle Island String Quartet: Crossroads / Blue in Green - Seven Steps to HeavenFrom Windham Hill Retrospective, 1997In the world of non-traditional string quartets, Kronos is the reigning king.  I've seen them a few times and always enjoyed their music, especially the "Triple Quartet" that Steve Reich composed for them.But when classically-trained chamber groups play jazz and pop, there's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110533542553015694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110533542553015694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110533542553015694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110533542553015694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/no-hendrix-covers-i-promise.html' title='No Hendrix covers, I promise'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110507622249735032</id><published>2005-01-07T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:08:42.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mangos meet mandolins</title><summary type='text'>Jacob do Bandolim: LamentosRecorded 1951, reissued 1994Zizi Possi: LamentosFrom Valsa Brasileira, 1993Sticking with Brazil for now, here are two versions of "Lamentos," a classic choro tune first recorded in 1928. The first is pretty much the standard version of the tune, performed by Jacob do Bandolim, Brazil's great pioneering mandolin virtuoso (you know you're good when they name you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110507622249735032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110507622249735032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110507622249735032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110507622249735032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/mangos-meet-mandolins.html' title='Mangos meet mandolins'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110491048694978452</id><published>2005-01-05T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T14:11:38.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The other white album</title><summary type='text'>  João Gilberto: Aguas de Março / Falsa BaianaFrom João Gilberto, 1973, Polygram BrazilSupposedly, Miles Davis once claimed João Gilberto would sound good reading the newspaper. Or maybe it was the phone book. Truth or legend, Miles was right.It seems silly to post about João, co-creator of the bossa nova, a musician so legendary that even those who come here seeking fiddles and banjos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110491048694978452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110491048694978452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110491048694978452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110491048694978452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/other-white-album.html' title='The other white album'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110474567215756048</id><published>2005-01-03T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T00:37:00.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Väsen your seatbelt</title><summary type='text'>Väsen: Kapten Kapsyl / 30-Års JiggenFrom Whirled, 1997, Northside RecordsPerhaps it follows that Sweden, an epicenter of death metal, is home to one of the most intense traditional string bands you'll ever hear. If you want roots music to mosh to, this is it.Väsen leads the surprisingly vibrant Nordic roots scene. For some reason, that cold-ass peninsula developed a traditional music </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110474567215756048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110474567215756048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110474567215756048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110474567215756048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2005/01/vsen-your-seatbelt.html' title='Väsen your seatbelt'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110453626587792693</id><published>2004-12-31T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T15:52:13.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old and new</title><summary type='text'>Dan Bern: The Torn FlagFrom My Country II, 2004No top ten list from me. I have a complete inability to rank my favorite movies, music, books, or anything else. I could maybe do a top fifty, in no particular order.  Maybe.So I thought I'd pick one song to usher in 2005. Anything celebratory would be inappropriate given this week's incomprehensible tragedy and the past 20 months of war.So I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110453626587792693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110453626587792693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110453626587792693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110453626587792693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/old-and-new.html' title='Old and new'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110435403433491546</id><published>2004-12-29T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T15:51:27.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Blue</title><summary type='text'>Velha Guarda da Portela: Sabiá Cantador, Lenço, and Volta Meu Amor (w/Marisa Monte)From Tudo Azul, 2000The first sound we hear is a knife scraping a plate. Then a cavaquinho strums a samba rhythm, the clear but slightly tooth-deprived voice of an old sambista joins in, and suddenly we’re in Rio, 1950, at a backyard samba de roda, clapping hands and dancing while the churrasco cooks slowly on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110435403433491546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110435403433491546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110435403433491546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110435403433491546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/all-blue.html' title='All Blue'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110417956517767515</id><published>2004-12-27T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T14:01:10.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nickel Creek's impressive, chubby  past</title><summary type='text'>You may know the bluegrass/pop band Nickel Creek, who picked up a Grammy this year for their latest album, This Side.You may not know that their frontman, Chris Thile, was a child mandolin prodigy with shellacked hair (see above) who recorded his first record at age thirteen. By the time he was sixteen, he was on par with the hottest session players in Nashville, as Stealing Second shows.The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110417956517767515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110417956517767515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110417956517767515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110417956517767515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/nickel-creeks-impressive-chubby-past.html' title='Nickel Creek&apos;s impressive, chubby  past'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110391713447024830</id><published>2004-12-24T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T23:35:57.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found her when the snow was on the ground</title><summary type='text'>Wesleyan University, February 2001Here's some seasonal music for those of you who actually have seasons.  I celebrated the solstice like a good Northern Californian -- by going hiking.  But I hear it's pretty cold for the rest of the country, so enjoy these songs: "While Roving On a Winter's Night" is beautifully arranged and produced by violinist Darol Anger, with vocals taken care of by Dar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110391713447024830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110391713447024830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110391713447024830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110391713447024830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-found-her-when-snow-was-on-ground.html' title='I found her when the snow was on the ground'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110383774898958006</id><published>2004-12-23T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T14:52:31.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some files down</title><summary type='text'>Update: everything is back up.Songs from last week are down for the moment.  They should be back up by this evening.New music tomorrow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110383774898958006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110383774898958006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110383774898958006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110383774898958006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/some-files-down.html' title='Some files down'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110370525952619843</id><published>2004-12-22T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T00:29:32.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, I give in</title><summary type='text'>I'm a Jew who dislikes Christmas music, and Chanukah songs don't really spin my dreidel either. That said, there's one holiday album I love, so here we go.I think I like this recording because I can separate the songs from the cheesy lyrics and gaudy holiday imagery; it stands alone as great music, good for all seasons. Midnight Clear is a beautiful and imaginative collection of holiday songs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110370525952619843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110370525952619843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110370525952619843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110370525952619843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/okay-i-give-in.html' title='Okay, I give in'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110357418414169498</id><published>2004-12-20T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T17:10:54.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help</title><summary type='text'>After less than two weeks, you guys have nearly maxed out the monthly bandwidth limits on my free Earthlink server space.  Can anyone suggest a good, inexpensive alternative for mp3 hosting?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110357418414169498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110357418414169498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110357418414169498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110357418414169498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/help.html' title='Help'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110357224923448659</id><published>2004-12-20T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T15:04:25.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rhythm of the sea</title><summary type='text'>Okay, enough with the Welsh accordion crap.  Here's something catchy.Adriana Calcanhotto is an A-list star in Brazil but relatively unknown outside the country. She was hailed as the next Elis Regina when she first came on the scene, but that hardly covers it. As strong an influence as Elis may be, Calcanhotto's music is informed more by the tropicália she listened to growing up  Caetano </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110357224923448659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110357224923448659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110357224923448659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110357224923448659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/rhythm-of-sea.html' title='The rhythm of the sea'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110331392007903186</id><published>2004-12-17T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T14:07:08.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give the accordion some love</title><summary type='text'>This CD is perfect.  Every plucked guitar string, each breath of sound from the accordion is exactly right.Yeah, accordion. Seriously. This accordion/guitar duet CD from Karen Tweed and Ian Carr, unpronouncably titled Fyace, might be the most sublime 50 minutes of music I own.These are traditional Western European tunes: Irish, Scottish, Welsh, Swedish, and so on. Meant for dancing, you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110331392007903186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110331392007903186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110331392007903186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110331392007903186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/give-accordion-some-love.html' title='Give the accordion some love'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110313776952802019</id><published>2004-12-15T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T14:07:52.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brazilian hinterland jazz</title><summary type='text'>Quarteto Novo existed for just three years and changed the face of Brazilian jazz. Tom Jobim had already brought jazz harmony and sensibility to Brazilian music in the '50s, when he and João Gilberto put the brakes on samba, turned down the volume and replaced the traditional percussion with a drum kit, piano and bass, creating bossa nova. Samba had swept across Europe and North America years </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110313776952802019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110313776952802019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110313776952802019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110313776952802019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/brazilian-hinterland-jazz.html' title='Brazilian hinterland jazz'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110308746235297996</id><published>2004-12-14T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T22:17:55.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy crap...</title><summary type='text'>Scissorkick has a great post up about the "insanely talented" Mike B. Read the post and download the video clip which, as Steve writes, "will truly blow your mind." The guy plays a samba on the guitar while beatboxing and humming a counter-melody.  Holy crap.New music tomorrow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110308746235297996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110308746235297996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110308746235297996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110308746235297996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/holy-crap.html' title='Holy crap...'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110296987490761327</id><published>2004-12-13T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T14:45:19.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best folksinger you've never heard of</title><summary type='text'>When you discover Greg Brown, you wonder where he's been hiding all your life. But he hasn't been hiding; he's been writing, recording and performing for a dedicated legion of fans across the country since the 1980s. And Greg is a folksinger's folksinger: his songs have been covered by Joan Baez, Ani DiFranco, Lucinda Williams, Shawn Colvin, Willie Nelson, Carlos Santana and Gillian Welch, to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110296987490761327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110296987490761327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110296987490761327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110296987490761327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/best-folksinger-youve-never-heard-of.html' title='The best folksinger you&apos;ve never heard of'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110271963128388023</id><published>2004-12-10T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T23:56:40.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom Zé - Discovering the floor sander</title><summary type='text'>David Byrne discovered Tom Zé working at a gas station in northeastern Brazil 1989.Tom Zé helped Caetano Veloso and Gilberto Gil launch the Tropicália song movement in the 1960s, but while they rose to international stardom, he gradually slipped into obscurity. The main reason: he was ahead of his time. His music, full of remixed, sampled, cut-n-paste quirkiness, invented instruments and weird </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110271963128388023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110271963128388023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110271963128388023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110271963128388023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/tom-z-discovering-floor-sander.html' title='Tom Zé - Discovering the floor sander'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110262781016916022</id><published>2004-12-09T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T20:48:52.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just picture Miles Davis at a barn dance...</title><summary type='text'>Bill Monroe invented bluegrass music around the same time Charlie Parker and Dizzy Gillespie were creating bebop. Sixty years later, those twin paths of American music have converged in the Wayfaring Strangers.The vision of jazz violinist Matt Glaser, the Wayfaring Strangers are a 9-piece big band straight out of the primordial ooze of American music, fusing bluegrass, folk, gospel and jazz. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110262781016916022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110262781016916022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110262781016916022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110262781016916022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-picture-miles-davis-at-barn-dance.html' title='Just picture Miles Davis at a barn dance...'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110254417510625224</id><published>2004-12-08T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T20:47:43.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As promised, some twang</title><summary type='text'>Bruce Molsky is a force of nature. Originally a mechanical engineer from New York, he left civilization and headed for the hills of Appalachia to study traditional fiddle styles in the late '70s. Today, he's one of the most incredible traditional instrumentalists in the country. He also rips it on the clawhammer banjo and fingerstyle guitar. And the guy can sing.This is an unaccompanied fiddle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110254417510625224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110254417510625224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110254417510625224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110254417510625224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/as-promised-some-twang.html' title='As promised, some twang'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110253860999611344</id><published>2004-12-08T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T20:46:46.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remorse</title><summary type='text'>Feeling a bit guilty for bitching about one of my favorite musicians in my first post, I'm offering up one of Caetano's lesser known gems. This is from his hard-to-find 1969 eponymous LP, and showcases everything I love about his early songs: interesting composition, textured arrangement, exploding with energy and life.Caetano Veloso: IreneFrom Caetano Veloso, 1969</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110253860999611344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110253860999611344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110253860999611344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110253860999611344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/remorse.html' title='Remorse'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110249296911112936</id><published>2004-12-07T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T14:57:54.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some culturally insensitive whining</title><summary type='text'>Maybe I shouldn't start this blog with a complaint.   Ah, screw it. My beef:  Caetano Veloso singing in English.Imagine Bob Dylan and the Beatles rolled into one musician.  Add a good helping of samba, bossa nova and other distinctly Brazilian styles.  Then imagine that this musician's latest efforts are just as vital and worth hearing as anything he did in the '60s.  That gives you a hint of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110249296911112936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110249296911112936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110249296911112936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110249296911112936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/some-culturally-insensitive-whining.html' title='Some culturally insensitive whining'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9514371.post-110248128863600392</id><published>2004-12-07T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T22:17:37.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this thing on?</title><summary type='text'>Still getting this all figured out... I should be up and running soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/feeds/110248128863600392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9514371&amp;postID=110248128863600392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110248128863600392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9514371/posts/default/110248128863600392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mangosandmandolins.blogspot.com/2004/12/is-this-thing-on.html' title='Is this thing on?'/><author><name>AJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08207795154937567811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
