Before Peter Ivers was hammered to death in his Los Angeles loft he found time to record a few albums well-regarded by connoisseurs of the outré, the bizarre, and the strange. And the odd. Knight of the Blue Communion was his debut recording, and doesn't disappoint.
Peter Walker completes today's Pete-centric package with the snappily-titled Second Poem To Karmela or Gypsies Are Important. If you like his friend Sandy Bull's work - and if you're reading this, the chances are that you do - you may enjoy this.
These albums have been rated "very" on the FalseMemoryFoam© Hip-O-Meter®, so you may download in safety!
Somehow missed Ivers demise but don't want to miss these goodies....thank you very much Throckmorton!
ReplyDeleteIvers' bloodsoaked death is a classic story of LAPD dumb-ass block-headedness, and remains unsolved. The day we see a movie or TV series showing these fat stupid clowns as they really are will be a first. I'm not holding my breath.
DeleteI'll up these after I brew my java, FGW. Sun's up over the river and all is well in this world, as I hope it is in yours.
Things are fine here too. Nice sunset. I'll dig into the Iver's story a bit. Sounds intriguing & often the case in LA justice. I left there not too long ago after 18 years....priced out as far as I wanted spend too much of my life paying rent. I saw plenty of interesting police work there.
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Loved Pie, He Had Pie For Breakfast......
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ReplyDeleteI was reading about Peter Ivers the other day because a new compilation of his work has just been released: https://www.theguardian.com/music/2019/dec/27/an-einstein-among-neanderthals-the-tragic-prince-of-la-counterculture.
I have plenty of LAPD stories, particularly from them good ol' punk
rock days. I knew a couple who dwelt in a fantastic, decrepit,
mansion-like abode in what's nowadays called Koreatown. Their
phone conversations with the cops would typically go like this:
Them: Our place just got shot up by gangbangers again.
LAPD: Did anyone get hit?
Them: Not over here.
LAPD: Call us when somebody gets hit.
Our police force is much more enlightened in New Orleans. They don't show up for all races, creeds and colors......
DeleteDiversity in action, pmac!
DeletePhew! I know you gave up caring long ago but some of us are still trying to cultivate that coveted but elusive "hipster cred" with our neighbors. I shudder to think what they thought when they peered through their binoculars and saw a post "use by" Rod Steward peering back at them on my computer screen! . This ought to show them who's boss!! Thanks for helping to restore my badly bruised reputation with this esoteric "out-there" offering! I know I'll sleep better at night having this on my shelf.
ReplyDeleteThe very fact that you're one of the four or five guys shows you have hipster cred out th' ass. If you dig a cat, he's hip to dig. Dig?
DeleteSpiritual Rebate for the Stoned Zen Pimp
ReplyDeleteHippest thing I've come across today.
Thank You, Farquhar
Welcome, Mr. Cat.
DeleteWow. Was just going to bed and thought I would pop in. Thanks - great stuff!!!
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