Trail of Tears: Mark Eitzel and the Great American Songbook

Mark Eitzel all over my bed…

Writing a music blog is a little like masturbation, it generally something one does on one’s own and if it is shared it with very few and certainly very like-minded people.

That seems an apposite introduction to trying to assess one of the most singularly neglected and undervalued songwriters of the post R.E.M. american indie scene. Indeed it would not be wrong to put him in the top four major talents in that genre including Elliot Smith, Vic Chesnutt and Mark Linkous. To say he still here is a blessing as the rest all sadly gone. Writing as a fellow 64 year-old (we born two days apart) when you get to our age a lot of water and blood has flowed under the bridge. Just being here is a triumph.

As I write this I am back-tracking exactly 31 years to the night I witnessed (and remains my only witnessing ) the live show when he fronted the then burning bright American Music Club at the Clapham Grand. It was as any cliched reviewer would tell you a consumate show where Eitzel’s intense and emotional lyrics were communicated with full force. Something about that band matched the west-coast harmonic vibe of a band who grew up facing east as much as west ( Eitzel was actually brought up as a child in Japan.)

Mellifluous atmospherics aside there was always a sharp pen at work too showing a formidable awareness of the classic American Songbook many years before Dylan made it OK to like ( pace later song ‘Johnny Mathis’s Feet’). It has also been suggested that AMC’s The Restless Stranger marked the invention of slowcore years before Lullaby for the Working Class, Low and Willard Grant made it trendy. Listening to it I hear more R.E.M. than slowcore and shades of the L.A. and S.F. new psychedelia of Cavacas and Green on Red or even Dream Syndicate. There also more than a passing reference to a fellow Scott Walker fan Julian Cope. I can imagine AMC being familiar with all the Liverpool bands.

( Editor’s note: I since listened to this interview and Mark namechecks fellow Cohen and Brel fan Ian McCulloch so nailed that one 😉

First track sets up the Eitzel trick of the piercing detail in a jolly melody…

as he sings..

I’m the only one who saw you pissing in your wishing well.

You cry yourself to sleep every night…

Eitzel sings about emotions a lot not quite a bucketfull of tears but certainly a trail that continues to the present day.

1987 and a ZIPPO deal with UK label DEMON ( home of Costello/Lowe) and alongside Giant Sand and other USA imports and articles in magazines like Bucketfull of Brains the slow build of reputation begins that leads to a major deal with Virgin. I don’t catch on until 1992 and that London gig and promptly purchase the 1988 release California as live I loved the version of ‘Firefly’. To date this seems to me the pinnacle of pre major label AMC along with perhaps the most perfect of Eitzel’s tear-stained love torch songs ‘Western Sky’.

Since 1987’s Engine the band had benefitted from the participation of record producer Tom Mallon in the band’s sound and Eitzel himself gives credit to his soundscapes to frame his increasingly well crafted and personal lyrics. Following California the band released a UK only ‘United Kingdom’ LP and their star rose with the well-received Everclear which then prompted Virgin and Reprise USA to float their boat. Ironic that Sinatra’s label became home to the Mathis loving Eitzel.

Along the way the definable soundscapes slipped and while brilliant songs like ‘Keep Me Around’ and ‘Johnny Mathis’s Feet’ are still there it’s all a bit direct and radio-friendly lacking that smog-filled LA and SF air. If only they had ignored the big buck producer directions and recorded lo-fi or a new LP called ‘Los Angeles’ in the Capitol Building we may looking at rivals to Mercury Rev and Flaming lips who started to take their soundscapes in more profound directions.

Big bucks usually mean big directives as friends of mine found out..sometimes a big producer like Mitchell Froom doesn’t work after all he fucked up Richard Thompson too around this time so don’t take it personally Mark. It’s the economy stupid…

As if aware of the potential mis-fire next recording ‘San Francisco’ starts with Eitzel proclaiming …..‘ Am I lost again…..I closed my eyes and kept on going’
and the title itself gets the home location in..things are back on track for a while….it’s a far more measured LP in parts but again things don’t quite add up.


Wish the World Away on the LP is a tad too straight ahead but look behind the curtain and multi-single extras of ‘Wish the World Away’ show an awareness of the changing post Nirvana music-scape. ‘The Revolving Door’ Demo shows what could have been a much more interesting LP with its easy listening drum and bass vibe. contrasts markedly with the over-produced sub U2 phonics on the finished LP. The cracks were appearing and by 1995 the band was over.

A year later and Eitzel’s second solo offering ( Words of Love Live at Borderline had appeared through Demon in UK in 1991) called ’60 Watt Silver Lining’ appeared. A quick blast on spotify reveals this to be a very nice easy listening influenced almost jazz type of LP. Here the band requirements fall away to reveal a quite traditional jazz influenced crooner. The singing is good. The songwriting a little too traditional but still there is a sharp pen on tracks like ‘When my plane finally goes down’ which is reminiscent of Joe Henry. The track ‘Southend on Sea’ takes the geographical tack apparent before. Psycho-geography from a ‘Ugly American’. Eitzel is having fun here, hell there’s even a brass section..the Miserabalist Soul Man…a depressive Solomon Burke. Good stuff. Maybe the USA version of Kevin Rowlands.

From 1996 to the present day discogs lists 18 full length releases. Some on labels like Cooking Vinyl some self-released. They are all interesting. Some like the covers LP Music for Courage and Confidence seem like treading water then a left-field LP of covers of old AMC material with a greek band ( The Ugly American) are superb giving a whole different take on the AMC story.

Here Western Sky with mandolin!

I am catching up with the more recent solo work so not attempting to cover here now. As you can see from above bedroom photograph most of my collection is from first half of career. Candy Ass I like and shows the potential for experiment lacking from the later AMC recordings as for the revived AMC I not heard but a quick listen on the AMC Bandcamp page suggests lessons learnt first time around much more in Mercury Rev territory.
https://americanmusicclub1.bandcamp.com/

The trail of tears continues..


On a first listen the lead track of Hey Mr Ferryman (2017) suggests that the fortuitous hook up with Butler as producer is one of the most productive events and suggests that Mr Eitzel benefits from a musical foil/producer to bring the best out of his voice and pen. I also looking forward to reeling in the stage work he been doing – all new to me.

The title too covers ‘The Last Ten Years’ better than I could and remember after a heart attack in 2010 we fortunate he still here to send his heart-break ballads out into the wild blue yonder of those Western Skies.

Mark Eitzel is about to tour the UK . Only a few gigs and if I wasn’t holed up in Nottingham I’d get to one. Here the itinerary and most recent offering on website.
https://www.markeitzel.com/

Mark’s UK Label DECOR

https://decorrecords.com/mark-eitzel/

Canadee-I-O in Nottingham: Del Barber and Sarah Jane Scouten

Del Barber and band at The Chapel, Old Angel Nottingham 29.01.2023

My last post was a tad downbeat about music futures in Nottingham and indeed in general as the outlook for touring acts looked grim and the fundamentals still pretty much the same. Since Rod Picott I have been lucky enough to see Darden Smith and Jeffrey Foucault play the Running Horse and both solo acts.

For a full overseas band to play they either have to be so famous the tour pays for itself or like these little known but high quality acts they supported financially by their government. The Canadian government has long supported their artists of all persuasions more than we do in the UK.

Indeed I not sure a similar scale couple of UK based acts could afford to tour the venues these guys playing so that shows how lucky we were last night to even see a band.

Tour poster

What we got were two class acts. Sarah Jane Scouten has been nominated for a string of awards back in Canadee-i-o although now based in Dumfreis area of Scotland and the set was a bit rocky to start with possibly due to a lack of gigging post Covid that affecting everyone now.

When concentrating on more traditional singer songwriting territory the material seemed to not engage the audience so well but suddenly the gig turned around with a storming song about illicit desires for a guitarist done in a traditional country style that seemed to suit both voice and guitar playing more than the previous songs. I was reminded of Laura Cantrell’s take on Kitty Wells.

SJS then played an ace in the hole by playing an as yet unrecorded Belgian Arts Centre commissioned song about a World War One nurse from Canada.
Deeply researched and combatant about the stupidity of war..with echoes of Masters of War it was not only beautifully written but delivered in fine style. Then having got us all listening she delivered another bunch of songs including one co-written with ex Be Good Tanya Samantha Parton called ‘Wilder when I was with you’ which again a top draw item. Impressive and more to come it seems.

https://www.sarahjanescouten.com/

Del Barber and band at The Chapel, Old Angel Nottingham 29.01.2023

The other half of the Canadian sandwich was a fine second course. I and a dear friend both been to a good few americana acts but even we were impressed by the sheer effortless skill of the dudes on stage. It was as good a performance as I seen by any touring americana act in Nottingham and that saying something and includes witnessing the likes of Tom Russell, Slaid Cleaves and even Fred Eaglesmith here in our currently slightly fucked up city…Del you think Manitoba shit try living here…..

This guy is the real deal and I can safely add to my list of americana writers above and more. Great set honed over 20 years of playing shitholes and palaces. Shit on his boots working-class short stories which rang true in a way some contemporaries like The Delines do not…a classy act but do I get feeling Vlautin lives the life..no way…

If Vlautin more Henry James then Barber is a Manitoba D.H. Lawrence. Lovely short stories for playing in cars as Steve Earle called them. Songs about people you felt if not real should be like Louise and Pete and Lucy fucking in Room 203. The palette of songs spot on thanks to superb backing and three very good musicians especially impressed by the guitarists. 20 years has not only refined a great stage presence but honed delivery to a fine art. Seemlessly mixing road tales with songs we were entertained by a very good outfit for a good hour and a half and they deserved the warm applause. I recommend you try and see them on this spin round but Im sure they’ll be back.

I am now filing alongside other Canuck faves like Kathleen Edwards, Jim Bryson, Ron Sexsmith and Suzie Ungerleider…oh and Fred Eaglesmith, Willie P. Bennet and the sadly recently departed Ian Tyson.

Oh and why Canadee-I-O?

ask that guy from Duluth or better still ask..

https://delbarber.com/

Tour Poster

Dirty Realists – Touring a fixed bout?

Bob Dylan at the ‘Pindar of Wakefield’, 22 December 1962 – photo by Brian Shuel

Last night I attended the Rod Picott gig at The Running Horse Nottingham which was enjoyable but also raised more questions than it answered.

Rod Picott has been plying his wares around these Isles and most every place in America for over 20 years and he embodies the indefatigable spirit of the lone americana troubadour that really began on these shores in the early 1960s with Dylan’s legendary appearance at the Pindar of Wakefield.

Pre Covid the trials and tribulations of touring in the U.K. were pretty hard but individuals could expect to tour and come away with at least some money for their troubles. Many years ago I ran a open mic in Oxford called the Spotlight Club with a friend and we were offered David Olney for £300 which we could not raise but that about the going rate in the good old days for a serious act who you could bet on attracting a decent 50 plus crowd.

Sadly those days are gone. Vanished into thin air. Without giving away state secrets a hire car for a month these days is totalling £2,500 for a month or £85 a day. Hire companies have folded and there are less hire cars to hire hence the hike in rates. Then you have a full tank of petrol at £100. Add to that current hotel rates which here in Nottingham are £100 a night plus and you can see that to play a night in a pub that not charging for playing and come away with anything you would need to clear £200 a night maybe £300 to cover food and drop outs or accidents. The gig I attended had 28 paying guests..some of whom paid but did not attend a new trend which also worrying promoters. This could be covid or petrol and train strikes but it all adding to the general malaise.

What the lucky few got ( and there was another Americana related gig at the Rescue Rooms of The Felice Brothers which accounted for some of the crowd being down) was a brilliant display of storytelling in word and song by a songsmith who along with Slaid Cleaves pretty much defined post Springsteen blue-collar American male songwriting over the past 20 years. Picott has had highs and lows along the way and lately has spent as much time writing poetry and documenting his father’s illness and care in prose of a very high order as writing songs.

Which leads me to wonder if he can afford to continue driving around these isles to entertain us in future. Not that he alone by any means. Many other artists are singing the same ‘Hire Car Hotel Blues’ these days.

For Picott the new songs were a step back to the golden days of Broke Down and was good to hear him back on form and committing as much energy to his writing and performance as he has to his renovation and plastering work in days of old. At 57 the body is not as strong as it was but the mind is fine and firing on all cylinders to cop a car metaphor he loves so much.

Here a great song off new cd called Sonny Liston about the doomed boxer.

This can be found on his new CD Paper Hearts and Broken Arrows which in his top three cds going by the songs presented last night. The spirit of Carver and Ford and the Dirty Realism genre of the 1980s and 1990s seems to inform this thoroughly working-class take on social and personal observations of living stateside these days both good and bad.

How much longer any Dirty Realists can afford to ply their trade is a worry. We could be seeing the end of the troubadour touring model. I think i will have more chance of seeing Rod being presented online in future or giving purely literary readings. Meanwhile the model of open mics and purely local music-making is gaining traction over professional foreign touring and that in the longer term is bad news.

We will soon be back to the 1950s.

Insular and unaware of the bigger picture apart from through a screen. Now that is a fight that can’t be thrown. Right now the touring musicians are taking some hard punches to the face let’s hope they aren’t knocked out in the next round…

Cassius Clay shouting at Sonny Liston ‘I didn’t hit you’ allegedly.

check out his website here:

http://rodpicott.com/

Pete Pawsey and Burnt Paw – JamCafe Nottingham 28th December 2017

I have not written a review in many years.

In fact the last attempt was the first blog post on this website back in October 2015 when I saw Ron Sexsmith play a lovely solo set at the Glee Club Nottingham.

Last Thursday an old music journalism friend Pete Pawsey was over from North Carolina and supported by Burnt Paw (Andrew Green) played a lovely set of traditional folk and blues material.

I celebrated this by getting my old reviews notebook out (see images below) this pretty much ended in 2004 when I passed Flyinshoes Review on to Rob Ellen and I pleased to say it still going strong 😉

http://flyinshoes.ning.com

This the Burnt Paw/ Pete Pawsey entry including Burnt Paw drawing which he gives out to audience at his gigs..

 

both performances were excellent and I have a video of Pete doing stirling renditions of Randy Newman’s ‘Birmingham’ and his own ‘Yesterday’s Clothes’ which I hope to post in due course with his permission.

Listen to more Burnt Paw here https://burntpaw.bandcamp.com/

His songs were arcane americana themed with a real feel for Jansch/Renbourn/Davey and lashings of Fahey but most of all he reminded me of a similar wandering spirit Michael Chapman.

Pete Pawsey and Radar’s Clowns of Sedation here  https://www.reverbnation.com/radarsclownsofsedation   

Pete played some lovely Randy Newman and Tom Waits/Nick Cave covers interspersed with some well written own tunes especially ‘Yesterday’s Clothes’.

A few hours of backwoods mysticism in a chilly and almost dead post-Christmas Nottingham was a joy to witness.

Meanwhile here photos from the gig.

Wreckless Eric – Someone must’ve nailed us together

 

Not sure where I picked this little gem up. My life has touched on that of Eric Goulden at various points but we never actually met. Last night he played a blisteringly good set at The Poppy and Pint in West Bridgford, ampoule Nottingham and this songwriter’s song was a highlight on what was an almost faultless night of Wreckless Eric at his best. He previewed at least three songs from the new album amERICa which were as good as anything in his impressive back catalogue. The single was self-released on Eric’s Empire Records through which he released two(recently reissued albums on Fire Records) the Len Bright Combo Presents and Combo Time. A little later he recorded and released a friend of mine Kevin Evan’s debut (and only) 12″ on Ambassador Records ( a record that somebody borrowed and never returned sadly) and his band Ritzun Ratzun Rotzer from Leeds.

Then in late 1990s I would happily frequent the second-hand bookshops on Charing Cross Road and I found out that Eric was serving behind counter in a shop a friend Jan Buchanan worked in. I am sure he served me at least a couple of times but I never mentioned the music. It now called Any Amount of Books but I think was called something else then….my memory not great. I remember the period because my friend found out a drawing by a Japanese artist she owned worth a fortune when I told her I’d seen similar on the Antiques Roadshow. Apparently she bought a house in France with proceeds…..we had both worked at Zwemmers in early 1980s. It was a gift from original owners allegedly.

Finally fast-forward the time tape machine to 2003. I am on second ever date with a lady who became my wife. We are at Alan Tyler’s weekly Americana event ‘Come Down and Meet the Folks’ at the ‘Fiddler'(???) in College Street Camden Town watching ..yes…Eric Goulden aka Wreckless. We were both drunk so memory hazy but I think Amy Rigby was either on bill or with Eric…so we both been in relationship ever since…

I recently picked up the Len Bright Combo reissues and Le Beat Group Electrique album from Fire Records and look forward to the new album on scratchy black vinyl 🙂

I hope Mr Goulden gets the attention he deserves…recent features in MOJO and Record Collector show his amp is rising 🙂 He is a national treasure , a Hull Art School domestic Daniel Johnston with words and pictures (actually he a much better songwriter than said cult artist) and has at least a dozen first class songs to his name..maybe more. That he was eclipsed in early days was more because of temperament. He a natural artist/garage band soul without the naked ambition of a certain other Stiff Tour bespectacled songwriter.

Last night Eric talked affectionately of listening to the first ever rendition of ‘Sweet gene Vincent’ by Ian Dury at his flat……
The autobiography by EG below is probably far more entertaining that EC’s recent tome and a hell of a lot funnier ( I looking out for a copy).

Keep laughing Eric and hats off to Amy….for inspiring this late flowering of an artist….or ‘miserable old c***t’ as he called himself on stage last night……

ericbook

http://www.thedonotpress.com/titles/dysfunctional-success/

Also available on Amazon : http://www.amazon.co.uk/Dysfunctional-Success-Wreckless-Manual-written/dp/1904316182 

Last song ended with namechecks for his inspiration ..Velvet Underground and Bobby Gentry featured…at heart he’s a fan of great music…and makes some too along the way 🙂

Thanks for a great evening.

Further info. on The Medway Scene: http://www.goldminemag.com/features/book-review-neck-muddy-medway-waters

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