Falling Awake is another of the Sunset Sound Demos. I played the surfy sounding leads on a Rickenbacker just like the John Lennon guitar. Eddie played the bluesy breaks in the middle and at the end. I goof up after Eddies solo and don’t get my pick-ups turned as load for my last twang lead, it doesn’t really have the bite. That always bugged me, but a card laid was a card played. This is a demo, I never really felt we got the arrangement right on this, but I dig the lyric, addressing the acute anxiety I call “falling awake,” that is, coming to a realization about life the hard way. Clem Burke played great on this track.  So there you have it, the seven cuts from Sunset. The album was filled out with three tracks recorded digitally, somewhere else, and the drums didn’t sound as good, as nothing beats tape.  But there you go, Shari Lipman!   (If you want to hear the rest of the ones I’ve featured, go to the blog here at www.petercase.com/blog  and scroll down through he most recent entires. The titles I’ve featured are “Down,” “Playing With Jack,” “Lost,” “Pile Up,” “Dangerous Book,”

I think this will be my last Kool Trash post, and the last of the tracks cut at Sunset Sound in ’95. Dig the crazy piano part, frantic tempo, pissed off lyric, and explosive ending. The Kool Trash album was completely overlooked at the time, even missed by a lot of our friends. Maybe it was lack of management, or publicity, or just the atmosphere of the era. We played a ton of gigs, with Clem Burke, and then later, Bryan Head, and they were all fun, but the muted response on the record eventually sorta made the band a dead issue: what’s the point of writing and recording new material? People just dug the old stuff. Don’t take your bands and songwriters for granted, folks, if you do they may have to go on their way. Oh well, its all ok, life is such a gift, if you’re not rocking’ somewhere you’re rolling somewhere else. And Kool Trash certainly has it’s fans…   If you want to hear the rest of the ones I’ve featured, go to the blog here at www.petercase.com/blog  and scroll down through he most recent entires. The titles I’ve featured are “Down,” “Playing With Jack,”

https://petercase.com/wp-content/uploads/05-Pile-Up.mp3 Another track from the Kool Trash sessions, this one recorded at about 3:30 in the morning, the last thing we cut at Sunset Sound. Rock and roll at it’s simplest, down to the core. Eddie’s guitar lick is cribbed from a Texas blues standard “Kinda Mixed Up,” but it fits perfect here, while my lyric reflects everyday tensions and frustrations in the Los Angeles area. Clem Burke is on drums, as on the rest of the album. Brett Gurewitz sings backing vocals with David-o. I put the words here, as the diction is pretty gnarly. For a long time this was my favorite from the sessions. “well they’re comin’ for miles/with beans in their ears/socked in/crocodile tears/dead set/caught in a cage/they’re flipped out/all in rage/it’s a pile up/it’s pile up/ they’ll slaughter the lamb/shut down and the road is jammed/help me/yeah we’re gonna be late well my baby called me on the telephone/imagine that/ she said I’m all alone/I went out/ frantic search for my car/jumped in didn’t get so far/it’s pile up/a pile up/try to dart in this roadster slam /some time we’re all in a jam/oh/ we’re gonna be late/ ah-oom-bop-diddy! the priest came down to bless

Here’s another track, from the Plimsouls album of demos, Kool Trash, recorded in 1995 and released in ’98. “Lost” slows it down a little, and was placed, along with “Pile Up” (which I’ll post later) in a Liv Tyler movie called ‘Heavy.” I remember this as a live performance in the studio, next to no overdubbing. It’s raw but maybe that’s how the feeling gets through…

This Plimsouls recording was released on the Fuel 2000 label in the nineties, and is now out of print. The drummer is Clem Burke. It was recorded at Sunset Sound in Los Angeles as a demo.  I’ll feature a few more tracks from this one in the near future.

https://petercase.com/wp-content/uploads/03-Down-1.mp3 Kool Trash (1998) Another in our series of Kool Trash posts.This song is about two kids showing up in the big town on the day of the riot. I’m playing the lead guitar on this one, as well as the rhythm. Eddie’s in there somewhere. I play almost this whole album in C tuning…

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Hi everybody! I’m back home in San Francisco after nearly five weeks on the road. That may or may not sound like much, but it was a trip, forty-five hundred miles in my pal Paul Luc’s Jeep, also plane flights, and an additional five hundred miles on the roads down in Louisiana for the South Louisiana Songwriter’s Festival, which was a blast. Let’s see,first, the gigs: Saint Louis at the new Stage at KDHX, a fun gig, a fresh venue, a good audience and a recently tuned piano. I ended the set with an instrumental, a version of John Coltrane’s Naima, which became a fixture of the show as the tour progressed. It’s the first time ever for me to feature an instrumental. It’s a beautiful tune, and reminded some listeners of of Jimi Hendrix’s more lyrical jams. Coltrane, people, “Listen to more Coltrane!” Paul Luc was opening the show with a set of his own songs, and went down great everywhere. Check out his new album if you can, he’s a strong writer with a unique voice, he’s really got it, if you know what I mean. I enjoyed the chance to hear him on this tour and began

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“Pay attention. It’s all about paying attention. Attention is vitality. It connects you with others. It makes you eager, stay eager.” A writer, I think, is someone who pays attention to the world.”  –Susan Sontag —— “Every hundred feet the world changes.”   –Roberto Bolano   1) ” WHOSE KID IS THAT?” songs language must be at least that powerful. 2) development: something happens 3) writing practice that draws from experience of the concrete world —– “Negative Capability”   ” I IS SOMEONE ELSE”   –from the second verse of “long, good time” Sweet little flowers called snowdrops in the backyard with the fresh mint leaves A cherry tree with a rope to climb & robins nests under the eaves My band was playing in the basement driving folks out of their minds Mother called down from the top of the steps “Boys, play that nice song about suicide”     Songs can be written so you can walk into any place in the country and sing them and people will “get it.”   Is songwriting an art, or a craft? Either way, the words have a double meaning.   Art is many things, but one definition would be: Art