WRECKing Chicks de femmes [playlist]
- wReck thiS meSS ~ Radio Patapoe 97.2 ~ Amsterdam
Ethno-Illogical Psycho-Radiographies: no. 191: Chicks de femmes
Maandag, 9 September 2002 (17.00 to 19.00)
SIMULWEBCAST and streaming [sometimes!!] <http://freeteam.nl/patapoe/>
"You're equal but different, it's obvious"
o Au Pairs
"Like a narco pet"
o Judy Nylon
"How Can You Play a Horn in a Brassiere?
o Downbeat Magazine headline, April 1938
Endless End > Tujiko Noriko 
White film > Tujiko Noriko 
Little Red Riding Hood > Bit Tonic 
Quiet Nights > Blossom Dearie 
Hex > Zabine 
It's Obvious > Au Pairs 
Aussi > Zabine 
Ur-Klange > Christine Lauterburg 
The Drum is Everything > Carmel 
"The Barbie Doll used to come with her own scale, set at 110 [pounds
= 50 kilos] and
her own diet guide: 'How to Lose Weight: Don't Eat'
o The American Women's Almanac
I Thought I Was Going Mad > Carmel 
The Prayer > Carmel 
Gl_md > Sons of Koop 
Eelectric Lady > Lynn Book & Tatsu Aoki 
How Sweet I Roam'd From Field to Field [Blake] > Shusha 
Night & Day > Anita O'Day 
"Fully one-half of all women seldom or never experience any pleasure
whatever in the sexual act. Now this is an impeachment of nature, a
disgrace to our civilization."
o Victoria Woodhull, radical, 1873
I Get A Kick Out of You Day > Anita O'Day 
Bing Bang Bong > Sophia Loren 
De Jour en Jour > Sophia Loren 
Song of Long-Time Lovers [Brel] > Shusha 
You Turn Me On I'm A Radio > Joni Mitchell 
Hillbilly Leprechauns > Ethel Delaney 
Ode to Natural > Lynn Book & Tatsu Aoki 
States: Tenderly > Shelley Hirsch 
A Think Within a Think > Osaka 
September in the Rain > Dinah Washington 
Travelin' Light > Anita O'Day 
Blueprint Remix > Judy Nylon vs Stuart Argabright & Mal Torrance 
I Think of You Dub > Annie Anxiety 
Lost Weekend > Wanda Jackson 
Undecipherable Title > Tujiko Noriko 
Hillbilly Leprechauns > Ethel Delaney 
"If more girl drummers had cradle-rocking experiences before their
musical endeavors, they might come closer to getting on the beat."
o Downbeat Magazine, 1938
 "Tujiko Noriko" on Mego <www.mego.at> is another disc of diffuse
sources, a pastiche of sonic citations that at first I found
consciously too-cutesy [like scrambled Cibo Matto or Pizzicatto Five]
or a little too easily untidy but the uneasy fragrances have begun to
slowly and haphazardly gain some kind of cohesion and attraction.
 "Counterintelligence" on Electro-Chemical Research
<101674.1556@...> <www.noisemail.com> Great compilation
including this very talented lady. When is she gonna put out a solo
 "May I come In?" on Capitol vinyl, 1960s. This chick came out of
the Catskills to tame a crude NY. She sings like cat being stroked
under the neck just right. Lethal cuddle music.
 "Transalpin" on Lawine / Virgin. Sabine Kapfinger [Zabine] 
is the model new world citizen. She creates a world music that
traverses tradition and every pop technique available. And her
yodeling is augmented and complimented by some of the most resonant
accompaniment around including didgeridoo. Her world travels have
taught her that strangers to the sound of yodeling are amazed and
fascinated by its sonic power to evoke and surprise. She has found
herself deep in the African hinterlands communing with natives using
intuitive musical expressions to the point where she discovered the
"archaic rhythms" that allowed her to feel "like a newborn." She is a
young exile and protege from the wonderful world music produced by
Hubert von Goisern. She was part of his famous ensemble, Alpinkatzen
which she joined in the early 1990s and there became overwhelmingly
convinced about the power of their post-modern traditional music.
Although her world vision is large - macroscopic, her early life is
geographically microscopic. She is from a peaceful little Tyrolian
village. These are her roots -- insular and spectacular, local and
 "Diet / It's Obvious" on 021 Records. A 45 from the golden era of
girl groups [late 70s early 80s].
 "Echo der Zeit" on CSR <www.csr-records.ch>. A great label
producing an under-reegarded mad yodeler in the vein of Shelley
Hirsch from a snowy peak. Inspired reinvention of ethno-Über-music
combining real yodeling with hints of other-worldly musics splintered
and melted into a mix worthy of Hector Zazou.
 "The Drum is Everything" on London vinyl. 1984. Carmel was a
great white female soul singer despite her limited range or maybe all
the more amazingly and heroically because of this fact.
 "Super Studio Grac-2" I recorded this in Paris off Black
Sifichi's disc. It is aromatic cold white soul in largo vein of
 "Strange Familiar" on own label, 1995. Abstract expressive vocals
with poetics and some yodeling thrown in. Somewhere between cavewoman
 "Song of Long-time Lovers" on Tangent vinyl 1972. This is
everything fellow DJ Dave Shyboy would love in a disc - and female
musician: she is waify, exotic, wan, English-Persian mysterious plus
she covers Brel, sings some French, covers obscure song that situates
her to the sexy end of Joan Baez, the sturdy side of Sandy Denny...
 "The Big Band Sessions" on Verve vinyl. She is timeless and has
an elegant elasticity that gives her a high hip factor.
 Don't have any info. I DO know that Loren is one of the most
iconographic women ever. Beauty with depth, mystique, and some
measure of integrity.
 "For the Roses" on Asylum 1972. Terribly maligned and thus
underrated singer who was disparagingly too oft associated with the
namby pamby navel gazing ala James Taylor singer/songwriter genre.
She has great jazzy range and dared to be different.
 "Turning Back Time" <yodel@...>. Ethel Delaney has
been the "Swiss Miss Yodeler" for as long as anyone can remember but
she can still muster a yodel of formidable octave breadth if called
upon. With the rerelease of vintage Delaney material on this CD
[August 2000] we get a good sample of the glory of a yodeler who
could yodel so well that it outshines her own singing to the point
where you can't wait for the next yodel refrain. "Time" is the result
of remastering and digital transferring of 26 cuts that were
originally recorded between 1963 and the early 1980s and taken from
both album and single releases. It includes the novelty oddity
"Hillbilly Leprechauns," complete with some insane yodeling and
munchkin voices that could have been a hayseed version of something
by Lucia Pamela or Nina Hagen even!
 "States" on Harvestworks <www.harvestworks.org> Hirsch's work is
just bursting with reference, source, the need to make hilarious and
inspiring pastiches, collage operas of everyday existence which
combines the concrete, the vivid with the expressionistic and the
abstract. She is like this human tower of Babel, someone who can
switch voices, shift continents, leapfrog into different eras at the
drop of a glottal click. Humor is what saves SH from the vast realm
of pretentious or at least too-self-serious vocal explorers. She has
a knack for combining homespun memories, fantasy and abstract vocal
adventures that create a vast and myriad portrait of human
foible-rich life. Her slender blade-like presence [often performing
solo] is able to transform itself into something operatic, something
that fills rooms, halls, spaces with volume with a vast array of
singing styles and techniques cribbing from yodelers, opera, cabaret,
stand-up, pop, jazz, rock, musical, and avant expeeriments with sound
and vocals. Thematically Shelley Hirsch often orients herself on
biographical events: childhood memories, dreams, d_ja vu experiences.
 "VA: Variable Access" on Active Suspension <www.chronowax.com>
is an excellent sampler from this young French label that hearkens
toward break beat and electronica and mille plateuax and ~scape. At
once cohesive and eclectically all over making connections between
sonic drony poppishness and abstract electronica. There is however a
sense that minimalism has found a complex way to hear it. Outstanding
trax are by My Jazzy Child and Osaka. They seem dedicated to getting
unheard, obscure, unconnected music out there. I have already played
the Osaka piece 4 or 5 times on my show...
 "What a Difference a Day Makes" on Hallmark. Satin, silk,
soothing across a jagged but attractive knife wound called the soul.
 "Blue Cathedral" on CDR is Nylon at her best [and that's pretty
damn good] Using the "mind the gap" warning in tube stations and the
ambient backdrop of the Muslim call to prayer... One of the female
talents squandered by popular zeitgeist in the 80s because she is
testy and has always refused compromise when it comes to creativity.
See 3AM magazine for a full profile of her.
 "Short & Sweet" on On-U. Little Annie is one of my all time
favorites. Totally under-estimated, under-documented. Great poetess,
stand-up crowd mistress with a voice that cuts through the smoke.
Great On-U production.
 "Let's Have a Party" on Charly 1986 vinyl. WJ was one of the
sexiest rockabilly country starlets. She set the stage for s/punky
o PaRiS SeX TêTe [a novel about Paris in the 80s in progress]: "Sex
with Sophie remained fun, gymnastic, agonizing, fruitful, loving,
frequent and a temporary reprieve from what we refused to believe we
were going through. Although she wanted me so badly to grow up, she
had no problem chatting with Madame Bite while dressing her (penis is
feminine in French. I didn't believe her either) with drink
umbrellas, hair elastics, and colorful sweets. It was as if one of
the lies we clung to could become the script for a new life - if
only, if only we had some money, if only we could move south, if only
blank and blank would leave me alone, if only we could make the ole
meat puppet do some tricks, rob a bank, if only an industrial
accident would cut it off ... What is it about a French woman
pronouncing the word "dick" as "deek"? Why does it all seem
exotically not as ... serious? Even her utter denunciations of my
character would leave me with a small snicker to cosy up to. Plus, I
knew all her thoughts and indignity steeped in moral righteousness
could come so easily unglued if I just so much as grazed her thighs
or nudged a a hand between her loaves or casually rubbed that magic
button. She was enslaved to sexual abandon. The more she could lose
her head - is the idea - the less her head hurt with thoughts.
I mean, I had been venturing from lair to lair, from studio to
rendezvous in an almost permanent state of priapic mystification for
well over a year now. Call it that perfumed scent of the mind where
one clings to ecstasy - a kind of narcotic state of gratification and
the thought of the next fix. I was addicted and Paris was the dealer.
But funny thing is, all these adventures only remained tantalizing or
appealing as long as it was easy to write them down and as long as I
had friends who still wanted to hear the gory details of yet another
liaison. The best friends continued to buy you drinks, they hear
everything you say, but have long ago stopped listening and never let
Although Sophie continued to have the urge, that urge eventually
began to change choreography. She would still go down on me - she
called it "pull ze escargot out eets shell" - and you could hear the
gorged delight, vocal cues taken from a number of silly porn films
we'd watched together. That her vocal chords could still produce a
kind of music was frightening. But we no longer posed in full light
or ever again in front of the full-length mirror. Nor pranced
sylvan-like across the shaved carpet with clothespins clamped to
various appendages. When it was at its best, we would do it in front
of cameras, windows, mirrors, doorways, outside, loudly, flamboyantly
as if to inform the whole world that happiness and fulfillment were
indeed still possible. Or as if the act of witnessing our ... ordeal
[help me with a better word then] would render what we had more
steadfast, more binding, more etched in memory...."
Why don't blondes eat bananas?
They can't find the zipper.
o From a Woman's Magazine
o Boob Jobs Suck [Eve, Oct. 2002] Implants are passé. Breast
enlargement is going high-tech, with the arrival of the Brava system,
a computer-linked bra that makes breasts grow. Its plastic cups are
linked to a small computer, which stimulates cell growth by gently
pulling breast tissue like a vacuum. It may all seem a bit
dairy-farm, but studies at the U. of Texas show you'll gain at least
a cup size." If you wear it 10 hrs a day for 10 weeks...
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