Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
Do you believe in ghosts? I’m not sure I know too many folks who don’t. One nice thing about living in the Canyon is that it’s totally . . . not creepy. I’m just guessing, but the ghosts who live up here must be of the happy kind. Call’em “cool spooks!”
Last week I went to see and hear some much needed metal in the form of a great sounding Mastodon show. Opening the bill was Ghost, a heavy band from Sweden with a mighty buzz. At first glance the band looked fairly ridiculous dressed as hooded Monks wearing over-sized, upside down crosses. I was thinking that maybe they thought these get-ups would make us go running home to our parents, terrified by the prospect of priests falling into the hands of Satan. Then again, these Sweeds are no dum dums. They know Mastodon fans have all seen Transatlantic Feedback, that incredible documentary about Monks (the world’s first punk band).
The more I pondered, the more incredible and interesting Ghost was becoming. Then it dawned on me . . .
“Heavy Ghosts”—what a cool idea for an Idelic muse!
I quickly rushed to the garage, frantically flipping through my collection for rock records to melt minds with a set of ghostly bone crushing jams. The result was something far from what I initially expected, really—much more moody—a Laurel Canyon ghostly session of sorts. An Idelic Hour close to home.
Added to the mix, none other than Mr. Jack White. Ironically ol’ Jack can look mighty ghostly himself. Check out his new Blunderbuss album. It calls on ghosts from White Stripes past…