Derek Bailey - Concert in Milwaukee (1983)

(Amended 18 June 10.)

Nothing really needs to be said about Derek Bailey, but to reiterate...

He got his start at the Brill Building combine, scoring a hit as a composer with the Orioles' "Gas-Filled Recoil" in late '62. He helmed Q65's unlikely gospel foray One Needs Grains and scored a belated European smash two years later with its "An Intermediate Goal," pulled initially as background music for a Belgian "bottomless" jeans advert. Bailey's stormy, May-December relationship with '40s Swedish ingénue Signe Hasso was widely reported at the time. His early 1970s work with Silverhead still strikes agreeably dissonant chords, but it was his dedication to and perseverance on behalf of Heart (most importantly, his shepherding of their contract from Mushroom to CBS/Portrait) that provided him with financial security and long-elusive professional accolades. (Heart's "Magic Man" famously details Bailey's tumultuous love affair with Ann Wilson.) He capped his career with induction into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1999. Recent collaborations with Gavin Rosdale and Art Brut have proven successful. He resided in St. David's, Wales, with his wife Sasha Vinni, the former Penthouse Pet and current Welsh Labour MP. Bailey expired in 2009 after a prolonged bout with a Slint gatefold.

Derek Bailey - Concert in Milwaukee

Recorded at Woodland Pattern, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, on March 31, 1983.

(1983 cassette, no label or matrix information, unknown edition, housed in a clear plastic case with no cover.)

Availability: uncertain, but I'm guessing it's been out of print for 27 years.



Side 1

01 8E
02 21A

Side 2



03 15E
04 9A

Here.

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All the Best,

TS

Comments

Anonymous said…
goddammit, you made my grape juice come out my nose.
ommyth said…
Proving, as ever, the old adage: with great rhetorical power comes a great, mucus-flecked rope of Welches...

Just trying to reduce the overhype, and flip the too-mordant, far too reverent script. I love certain of my sister shareblogs, but the blather, the sizzle thought necessary to sell obscure and often less-than-extraordinary steaks... I hate it. Give me a cover jpg (when available), a link, and shut the Hell up.

Anyhow, I hope your nostrils have had a second wind. (Or, gulp.) Enjoy the music!

TS

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