Happy Father’s Day week! Here at LITA World HQ (LLC, Inc. ) we feel the mixed emotions you may be going through leading up to this most holy of days. Namely, what to buy for the Dad who has everything, and hates everything he doesn’t have? We feel your pain, my brethren! But no matter who yer daddy is this year, we’ve got something to put the spring back in his Buster Browns! What’s that you say – YOU’RE the Daddy here?! Even better! Treat yourself, Big Papa!
Hallelujah! After decades of basically ZERO presence on vinyl, Mississippi brings the Staple Singers back into the 12″ realm. These are exact repros of the famous family’s first three albums, and as important to gospel and American music as Johnny Cash or Loretta Lynn were to country. Though they went on to great Top Ten chart success in the ’70s with the Stax label, these early Vee-Jay recordings are arguably their most enduring legacy. Far from the typical soul-groove recordings still heard on the radio today, these records are basically (barely) electrified Southern spirituals – minimal and haunting songs stripped to the marrow, with only Pops’ Staples heavily reverbed guitar and his offspring’s heavenly voices holding the music aloft. Timeless, transportive hymns that transcend decades, centuries, and tastes. You need this in your life.
Big SKOR for fans of French pop – and eccentric art-pop in general! Guy Skornik was a mystic explorer, gifted musician, and member of the forward-thinking Popera Cosmic collective. When he wasn’t busy presenting television reports on Eastern mysticism and LSD, he was recording orchestrated prog-pop, culminating in 1970′s Pour Pauwels LP. Inspired by counterculture hero and author Louis Pauwels’ revolutionary bestseller The Morning of the Magicians, Pour Pauwels is a heady concept album that manages to forge all of Skornik’s interests into a classic of French prog-pop. Right up there with Serge Gainsbourg’s Melody Nelson and the trailblazing work of Jean-Claude Vannier. Limited to 500 and going fast!
After years of road-testing in the West Coast’s top dives and speakeasys, Seattle’s rowdiest sawdust stompers bring forth their debut album. What’s all the ruckus about?! These guys pretty much spell it out for you in the name – COUNTRY music, with a lotta LIP!!! Rolling through nine members deep, this wrecking crew takes the M.O. of ’70′s outlaw country a la Willie, Waylon, and Johnny Paycheck and cranks the foot-stompin’ factor up to 11! Incredibly, Nothing To My Name manages to translate the energy of their raucous live show to wax, while spotlighting the group vocal harmonies that can get lost in the heated moment of a live hootenany. Get your summer off to a proper rip-snortin’ start!
All titles mentioned above are available through our online shop or at our Seattle record shop (913 NW 50th St., Ballard). The shop is open Friday 12-8pm and Saturday 12-4pm.