i'm in the process of putting up a bunch of Carla Bozulich's various projects, here's the first installment;
starting with the most recent - anyone who downloaded and enjoyed evangelista's 'hello, voyager' posted recently should check this one out too. This is the first album put out by the same line-up under carla's name
'evangelista'
http://www.mediafire.com/?5ucxd9zzvwy
Carla Bozulich, former frontwoman of both Ethyl Meatplow and the Geraldine Fibbers does Willie Nelson? You bet your ass she does, and Nelson digs it. Just ask him -- he plays guitar on three tracks, and duets with Bozulich on a pair of tunes. Musically, Bozulich does a very faithful, if expressionist, reading of Nelson's bona fide classic concept album. His trademark nylon string picking on "Tome Of The Preacher" offers an aural view of just how faithful her reading is. But Bozulich has gone one further, too, recording the album as if it were written in the current day rather than in the 1970s: the dramatic soundscapes, aural textures, and subtle dissonances add a cinematic dimension to the text, making it reflect out from itself rather than be reiterated as a single person narrative. Nelson's version was large in scope because it was so insular, and Bozulich's is so intimate as to be nearly suffocating, because its vision is wider. With the help of Nelson, Nels Cline, Scott Amendola, Devin Hoff, Jenny Scheinman, her sister Leah, and others, Bozulich brings the notion of folk's "New Weird America" to the populace. There is an organic death to these songs as articulated in this way: just check the mournful droning tempo on the medley of "Time of the Preacher" with "Blue Rock, Montana," and the "Red Headed Stranger" theme. Guitars wind out minimally in maximal space. Her voice intones out over a desolate aural desert with the mournful weight of grief and history in its grain.
'red headed stranger'
http://www.mediafire.com/?91gzg1cju2b
In the age-old tradition of commercial interests strangling the life out of art, the Geraldine Fibbers' former label, Virgin, asked singer Carla Bozulich to dump her band and record a solo album because they weren't moving enough units, even though the Fibbers' second album, Butch, was praised by practically every critic. The Fibbers temporarily (perhaps permanently) disbanded after that awful experience, and Bozulich and boyfriend/guitarist Nels Cline began performing as Scarnella, which leans more toward the improvisational feedback clamor that Cline is known for. There are a few clunkers on their self-titled record, notably "A Millennium Fever Ballad," but the improv stuff is mostly captivating, and on "The Most Useless Thing" and "Dandelions," Bozulich's deep, fulminating voice and passionate lyrics are perfectly complimented by Cline's myriad of guitar sounds. Even though it does not lack for engaging twists and turns, this record is quite a departure from the Fibbers' avant-country sound, and not all of the Fibbers' fans will dig it.
'scarnella'
http://www.mediafire.com/?85dye13q693
Carla Bozulich's distorted folk tales for the desolate got their start on this debut album from her punky alterna-country performance outfit the Geraldine Fibbers, and what an introduction it is. Defying labels across the board, and turning old-style ancestral narratives into brutal and harrowing portraits of life on the edge of nowhere, the Fibbers wrap each of Lost Somewhere Between the Earth and My Home's 12 songs into a ball of fury and toss it against the wall of tradition, just to see what happens. The results, wickedly conveyed through Bozulich's often androgynous and twangy tones, are among the most original, if not always successful, conceived in the cookie-cutter '90s. Chaotic noise breakdowns give way to melodic singalongs, songs twist and turn through several side paths before reaching their destination, and everything sounds as if total annihilation is imminent. Scary, thoughtful and highly inventive (plus a bit one-noted), Lost is the sound of country gone to hell.
'lost somewhere between the earth and my home'
http://www.mediafire.com/?0yzpzniwdjl
Butch doesn't quite put it all together like the marvelous debut Lost Somewhere Between the Earth and My Home, if only because it's not as much of a total reach of styles as that record. By no means is Carla Bozulich's ear for, or abilities at, various country and traditional approaches gone -- the opening track "California Tuffy" shows her vocals, in-your-face as always, have that great, deep twang. Generally, though, Butch isn't so much the work of a band crossing readily between musical realms as coming down firmly on the rock side with definite country touches. On that level, however, it's a great effort, with Bozulich more than once returning to her more strident Ethyl Meatplow roots, at least in terms of overall volume if not industrial beats. "Toybox" is a massive, brawling monster of a track, where Nels Cline's guitar and Kevin Fitzgerald's blasting drums set the pace even as Jessy Greene's violin slices through the mix like a demented banshee. Throughout the album all the band members pull off some amazing performances
'butch'
http://www.mediafire.com/?2mcj0j2wo3t
While most of the material on this compilation was recorded prior to the release of the Geraldine Fibbers' first album, Lost Somewhere Between the Earth and My Home, What Part of "Get Thee Gone" Don't You Understand? stylistically straddles a middle ground between the group's first long-player and their second (and apparently final) album, Butch. The set's first seven songs originally appeared on the band's first EP, Get Thee Gone (two of the tracks were re-recorded for Lost), and the performances are leaner and more direct than those on Lost ; while they jibe with the more country accented approach of that disc, the pared-down arrangements also recall the philosophy (if not the sound) of the rawer, more aggressive Butch. The rest of the set is comprised of single tracks, demos, and a variety of live cuts, many of which anticipate Butch's blunter approach, particularly "They Suck," "She's a Dog," and a striking cover of Bobbie Gentry's "Fancy," a tale of a young girl forced into prostitution by her mother that Carla Bozulich wrings for every bit of its drama
'what part of get thee gone dont you understand'
http://www.mediafire.com/?2xnztl1dmzx
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this would be of more interest to fans of tom waits' more singer/songwriter stuff and those already familiar with carla. it's all live with another favorite musician of mine carla kihlstedt making a few appearances.
'im going to stop killing'
http://www.mediafire.com/?2z0cmmrwtdl
Ethyl Meatplow was the first successful effort of carla's and an interesting peek into her range as a vocalist and musician. it's an industrial dance oddity with some amazing moments, and a male singer i don't care for. her songs are all pretty much excellent and she plays them live to this day and they only get better. it's out of print and pretty hard to find in my experience.
''happy days, sweetheart'
http://www.mediafire.com/?bbwzdyc1hzm