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  After-School Special

  I know this couple who think Lou Rawls is the shit. You can look in the books on soul music and find little reference to Rawls and maybe less respect. And my friends could care less. Their devotion isn't built on his place in the Hall of Fame, isn't ...

  by R.J. Smith on March 24, 1998

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  Queen of Pop

  Between March 1967 and July 1968, Aretha Franklin began her long stay at Atlantic Records with four classic soul albums: I Never Loved a Man the Way I Loved You, Aretha Arrives, Lady Soul, and Aretha Now. This burst of glory is hardly unparalleled. B...

  by Robert Christgau on March 17, 1998

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  The Bashment King

  Enter the dancehall, with its scantily clad queens, deep caverns of bass, and rakish angles, and enter a broiling church of urges--erotic, political, spiritual--finding expression in stylish, articulate gesture. A sensual confrontation with Africaniz...

  by Rob Marriott on March 17, 1998

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  Hitspoofing

  U.S. News reported a while back that a parody of "Tub-thumping," with lyrics endorsing a war against Iraq, was making the rounds of the Pentagon as an e-mailed sound file. It's since spread beyond the military, as such things tend to do. The 73-secon...

  by Douglas Wolk on March 17, 1998

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  Madonnica

  Imagine The Wizard of Oz but with Madonna in each of the climactic roles: she is the infinitely mighty Wizard, oohing and awing her subjects; she is the flawed, human-sized figure revealed behind both the curtain and the vast machinery of her own pro...

  by Jane Dark on March 10, 1998

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  Beale Street Talks

  Is there a Memphis style in jazz, a Memphis sound or school? The city is so steeped in the genealogy of blues, from publisher-patriarch W.C. Handy to the postwar Beale Street--ers (B.B. King, Bobby Bland, Johnny Ace, Junior Parker) to Sam Phillips an...

  by Gary Giddins on January 20, 1998

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  Satellite of Like - DirecTV's 30 Channels of Never-Ending Sound

  If you believe, as I do, that there are few ideas more beautiful than the idea of radio, then you are condemned to become a kind of audio Don Juan, moving from bed to bed, loathing some, enjoying others, but never meeting an actual lover who can meas...

  by Sarah Vowell on January 20, 1998

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  Rabbit Ears

  James McNew is a great big guy who draws himself as a tiny pink bunny. The packages of almost all the records he's made on his own as Dump have that self-caricature on them somewhere--it's McNew's trademark of modesty, a sign that he's thinking small...

  by Douglas Wolk on January 20, 1998

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  Consumer Guide

  Those who got what they didn't want for Christmas might use the refunds to raid the CD bins. Here are choices and caveats among classical (and in the case of Bryn Terfel's Rodgers and Hammerstein stint, semiclassical) discs. Because these categories ...

  by Leighton Kerner on January 13, 1998

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  They're Bo-o-o-xed! - The virtues and vices of completeness

  The most vivid memory of live jazz '97 I take with me into the new year was sown at the Vanguard a couple of weeks back, when Jackie McLean fronted the incomparable Cedar Walton trio (David Williams, Billy Higgins). With nary a pause following a stoi...

  by Gary Giddins on January 6, 1998

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  Big Mac

  On Thanksgiving night, trailing a history of British blues, Christian dropouts, pop megasuccess, marital breakups, personal breakdowns, solo breakaways, and this year's reunion, megatour, and surprise-hit live CD, Fleetwood Mac found their way back t...

  by Carola Dibbell on December 9, 1997

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  Lit at Both Ends

  D.D. Jackson: Everything is grist for homo ludens. For their last set in the short-lived Minetta Lane Theater series some weeks ago, D. D. Jackson and James Carter elected to make the most of their capacity for virtuosic exuberance. Carter's gleami...

  by Gary Giddins on December 9, 1997

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  Consumer Guide

  I'm getting too tolerant in my old age. It's Turkey Shoot time,I'm in there shit-mining as usual, and can I find a meaningful ska album tohate? They all seem utilitarian enough to me. Likewise with the Spice Girls, andthe snazzy wallpaper that is dru...

  by Robert Christgau on December 2, 1997

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  Roadhouse Scholar

  Robert Palmer, 1945--1997 No one wrote better about the music of rock and roll than Robert Palmer, who died of liver failure November 20 at 52. His specialty was the r&b of the '40s and '50s, which he came up on as a teenaged saxophonist-clarinetist ...

  by Robert Christgau on December 2, 1997

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  Statue of Limitations

  During the summer of 1996, I spent a week on tour with Lollapalooza, and after an unnerving first night on a racetrack outside of Knoxville, I quickly adopted a personal safety drill. Each night thereafter, at exactly 8:50, I would drop whatever I wa...

  by Gina Arnold on November 25, 1997

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  Only Death is Quiet - Germany's Digital Hardcore: The Last Believers in Turn It Up!

  Do revolutionaries still wear leather pants? It's an August night at CBGB and Alec Empire--Atari Teenage Riot frontman, Teutonic agitfop, and Digital Hardcore Recordings impresario--is pumping his fist and screaming, "Delete yourself!!!!" The music, ...

  by Sia Michel on November 25, 1997

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  Time Rocker

  Lou Reed began as a songwriter for Pickwick, coming up with throwaway ditties like ''Cycle Annie'' and ''Sneaky Pete''; he even contributed lyrics to a Kiss album once. So supplying the music for a Robert Wilson extravaganza isn't necessarily a step...

  by Eric Weisbard on November 25, 1997

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  Of Course

  Rolling Stone's "Women of Rock" issue is positively Neanderthal. In the 28 profiles, six of the women are in sexual poses or settings: Shirley Manson grabs her crotch, Sheryl Crow is topless, Ruth Brown and Mary J. Blige sit on beds, Ronnie Spector a...

  by Ann Marlowe on November 18, 1997

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  But Then Again, Who Says It Should?

  I feel like The Boy Who Cried Jungle. Until New Forms, nothing has been widely available that has anything to do with what I've thought for three years was so great about drum'n'bass: dancehall undertow and hip-hop breakbeats liberated to funk fully,...

  by Sasha Frere-Jones on November 11, 1997

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  Consumer Guide

  Here's a statistic for you--the word jazz is employed to describe six of this month's 13 specially recommended albums. To a certain extent this is fallout from my Miles column. But it's also the diligent listener's response to the new instrumental or...

  by Robert Christgau on November 4, 1997