The Edmonton-born, Montreal-based singer-songwriter-producer began working on its songs in earnest after winding down the tour supporting his 2015 full-length Living Daylight, but getting to the point of having an album was a process. “Musically it came out of a period of dissatisfaction, creatively and personally, as I found myself pushing against the limitations of my abilities and approaches to making music.” But those delays eventually paid off. As he was working on Tonight’s songwriting, Rault kept entering the orbit of Wayne Gordon, the producer / head engineer at Brooklyn’s legendary Daptone studio—first through opening stints for the late firebrand Charles Bradley, then while on tour with Aussie shredders King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard. Sending Gordon early sketches of some songs led to Rault heading to Daptone for what was initially going to be a two-week recording stint. Midway through that Gordon approached him about signing to the Daptone Records label’s fledgling rock spinoff, Wick—and becoming the first Canadian member of the Daptone family. Signing with Wick also led to Rault finishing the record at Daptone and bringing Gordon on as co-producer.
The Mystery Lights
In an era when the city kvetches that there are no good NYC bands, when half of the music scene has split for sunny California, the Mystery Lights are an anomaly. Not only did these bold young men reverse the direction – optimistically migrating east against the tide from the west coast, but they also landed in the wormy apple to immerse themselves in the action and diversity of New York City. They all share an apartment in Ridgewood, Queens – the basement of which they’ve converted into a makeshift rehearsal space. Betting against the odds to live the archetypical 20th century downtown musician lifestyle in 2016, though inevitably further east of the bridge, they also play with the kind of conviction, immediacy, and raw power of their mighty ancestors – from the Velvets to the Voidoids and beyond. The Mystery Lights are living proof that vital contemporary music, in this case real-deal rock’n’roll, can still be dreamed, constructed, and performed in the Empire City.
Mike Brandon and L.A. Solano have been in many different versions of The Mystery Lights under assorted monikers since their teens. In a heroic jump from the small town of Salinas, California to NYC, the band solidified its lineup to also include Alex Amini, Kevin Harris, and Noah Kohll. The explosive live shows gradually became the stuff of legend as the quintet won their following one fan at a time in dives from Brooklyn to the Bowery. Organically unfolding over the nights months and years, the Lights’ sound has evolved into a fuzz-fueled hopped-up 21st Century take on 60s garage pebbles, and artful 70s punk, that is all their own.
2016 found these rock’n’roll knights embarking upon the next logical step – unleashing their own brand of kick out the jams on tour and in the studio. When Daptone Records launched their Wick Records rock imprint, they wasted no time approaching Mystery Lights as their inaugural act.owned and run, as much as we see our reflection in the sound of bygone powerhouses like Stax and Motown, we also feel special empathy and affection for the smaller independent soul artist and effort. Daptone owes a special debt and feels a warm kinship to the example and aesthetic of these past artists and their recordings. So, Daptone goes forward, anxious to use this new arm of our company to tell the story of some of Soulful music’s little known sounds that continue to guide us today.
COMWICK Records is back with a precious platter from Brooklyn stalwarts, The Jay Vons. Much like the combos of yore, The Jay Vons have built a small empire of single-only releases spread across a vari-ety of labels from exotic lands such as Canada, Spain, and New Jersey. Now they are ready to share their catchy brand of soulful pop with the home team. Side one boasts a hook-laden mover dressed in a cloak of Clavinet (courtesy of the incomparable Dave Amels) reminiscent of the baroque-pop leanings of The Left Banke. The bouncy groove gives way to a cheerful shuffle with a singalong hook that lands somewhere between a crisp morning and a cool afternoon. The flip highlights the more soulful side of The Jay Vons’ repertoire, with a mid-tempo number seasoned with a reverb-heavy horn line performed by Billy and Freddy of The Extraordinaires. Writ-ten in a Canadian Tavern over an afternoon of delectable consumption, the Boys find themselves pon-dering Man’s greatest quandary: Will love tear them apart? Tunes about coming up short have never felt so right!
Here is a brand spankin’ new release by Richmond, Virginia’s own, The Ar-Kaics. If you’re fortunate enough to own one of their long out- of-print singles (all six sold out quickly, on various labels), or lucky enough to have seen one of their frantic live performances, then you’re already aware of how amazing this band is. For those not so familiar, here’s a brief introduction: If you like ‘60s garage rock, there is no contemporary band that does a finer job at it.
On their last trip up to NYC – after marveling over the shocking variety of nightlife and sustenance options available to New Yorkers, yet absent in their native Virginia – the gang made their way over to the famed House Of Soul to put to tape the very tracks we humbly offer up here, on seven inches of recycled petroleum-based wax.
The A-side, “Just My Life” is a guitar laden dance floor creeper, with just a hint of late ‘60s Psychedelia added to taste. Flip it on over for “It’s Her Eyes”, a sparse ballad whose protagonist pleads how just one look at his mystery girl’s eyes has him pledging unconditional love. Kind of like reading your kid brother’s diary and coming to the horrifying realization that he is cooler than you.
“Take ‘em both together, one after the other, for maximum affect.” -Sugarman