Podcast 17
Running Time: 51:06 | File Size 70.2 MB Download: .mp3 To subscribe to this podcast: http://therisingstorm.net/podcast.xml [?] PLAYLIST 1.  Going Down The Road Feeling Bad by Wood

Skip Battin “Skip”
Byrds historians would have you believe that Cecil Ingram Parsons III was the squarest peg ever to occupy one of the legendary band’s round holes. Not a bit of it: that honour has to go to Clyde “Skip” Battin, who held down the bass chair from 1969 till the breakup of the band in 1972. Progeny of Italian immigrant parents, Battin was born in 1934, which makes him a hoary 35 years old when he joined McGuinn & Co. In fact he was the oldest Byrd ever, by eight years. Further, whilst all previous Byrds had cut their teeth on Greenw

Morning “Morning”
Morning’s debut was released by Vault in 1970.  Thankfully, Wounded Bird Records has reissued this long lost album for the first time on cd.   Morning is full of spectacular performances, making it one of the mandatory LPs in the rural-rock/American roots/country-rock field.  While CSNY, Poco, and Band influences are easy to spot this record is by no means derivative.  The band had its roots in several interesting 60s pop

John Foxx “In Mysterious Ways”
John Foxx was the original lead vocalist, composer, multi-instrumentalist and frontman of the innovative and adventurous Ultravox!, who progressed from their Roxy-influenced art-rock debut through spiky, punk-inflected glam to prototypical synth-pop a la Kraftwerk. Despite its quality, none of this material made a significant commercial impact. When Island dropped the band in 1979 after the third album, Foxx went solo, forefronting his virtuosity on the electronic keyboards which were the mainstay of

Tony Joe White “The Train I’m On”
I’ve been holding off on posting this one here for a few reasons: 1) it sounds just on the other side of gritty, b) Tony Joe’s voice is, at times, uncomfortably sexy, and 3) I’ve been trying to hang on to a few secrets. But Train I’m On is just too damn good. TJ White makes like a white Barry White and melts the ladies’ minds, keeping it oh so real and raw on what may be his finest moment, this sweet and groovy roots rock triumph. Give me acoustic guitar and the ba