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Soul Coughing / Mike Doughty

 
 
electric monk
18:14 / 26.01.06
I am shocked, SHOCKED, that no thread exists for Soul Coughing. I guess it must be up to me. I'm working under the assumption that you, dear reader, are entirely unfamiliar with this subject.

1994
A man
Drives a plane
Into the
Chrysler Building


In the midst of teh Grunge, Soul Coughing quietly slipped onto the scene with an album that is simply unmatched to this day. 'Ruby Vroom', fourteen tracks of guitar, keyboard/sampler, upright bass and spot-fucking-on drumming rocked my ripped-jeans-wearing ass like nothing before or since. Lyrically, the album is a revelation. 'Story' gets equal billing with 'Sound', so that words are chosen and combined as much for feeling as for coherence. The samples chosen for the album follow the bands particular taste and excesses. 'Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree (with Anyone Else But Me) gets thrown in the mix as well as a heaping helping of Raymond Scott. I picked it up after seeing the video for the second single on a local alterna-MTV show and have loved it ever since. It's not music to listen to, so much as music to move to. It demands movement of the listener. Tap your toes. Shake your ass. Get on the "Bus to Beelzebub"

1996
Some kind of verb.
Some kind of moving thing.
Something unseen.
Some hand is motioning
to rise, to rise, to rise.


The Soul Coughing release 'Irresistible Bliss' gives the band their first US radio exposure with the single "Soundtrack to Mary". Many SG fans will tell you that this album is their masterpiece. I tend to disagree, but whadooIknow? Again, same line-up, same instruments, totally different from every album that surrounded it on the racks. Again, heaps of Raymond Scott samples. Again, you must bounce with the beat. Somewhere in the midst of this cycle, I learn that lead singer M. Doughty is a Beat poetry enthusiast. I immediately procure a copy of 'On the Road' and become similarly enamored. I sport a black beret on and off for the next 5 years.

1998
I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling.

It had to happen. The release of 'El Oso' brings a major stylistic change for the band, exacerbation of various drug habits, and their eventual dissolution. After hanging with Roni Size and Reprazent, SG tries it's hand at a drum 'n bass album. It, in my estimation, is average where the previous albums had been mind-blowing. "Meh" where previous efforts were "Yeeeaaahh!" I did manage to get to a show of theirs while they were touring for this album. Amazing, amazing show at a small art house movie theater. A few months later the band was no more and M. Doughty was in rehab ridding himself of a nasty smack habit.

2000
oh i have felt
cobain’s sarcoma
growing on
this will of mine
to drag me down
into the water
the joy i feel
before i drown


During his time in rehab, Mike Doughty finds God and picks up a guitar once again. He begins recording and finds in himself enough material for another album. 'Skittish' is the result. The initial pressing is 300 copies with no album art or packaging. Each disc is personalized by Doughty with words he makes up specially for each CD. ("Slanky" is the word for my brother's copy which he showed me on the condition that my hands were "absolutely without dirt".) The album is quiet and reflective. Many tracks consist of only vocals and acoustic guitar. It is an album of redemption from an artist learning to be an artist and a person again.

2003
Smoke in the mouth
Stick in a candy apple
So luminous-
Skinned, but the face is awful
Some cloud unknown
This pinkness creeping as the sun comes low
That long haul, wow,
Don’t go ‘round mocking on the cash cow now


Sometimes it takes a step back to move forward. Doughty releases 'Rockity Roll' on his own, selling it only through his website. On hearing it the first time, I almost fall out of my chair. It may as well be a "lost" SG album. Hearty beats, funky, full of fun. I am in heaven once more. Doughty seems to rediscover the SG sound and all it meant to him. He's having fun again. He's firing on all cylinders. I believe he plays all the instruments and runs the sampler on this album (maybe), but now he's touring with a band in tow.

2004
and i will drift back to the slope
some face unlit, there, stuck into the incline
where i will sleep off all the noise
the soot accumulated, all my trials

i thank you
lord almighty up above
just for sending out the F train to me


Doughty becomes the first artist to sign with ATO Records. This is a sublabel of Sony records and is controlled by Dave Matthews (yes, that Dave Matthews). Doughty and Matthews have been friends since around the time of 'Ruby Vroom' and SG opened for DMB on the 'Under the Table and Dreaming' tour. ATO re-releases 'Skittish' and 'Rockity Roll' as a double album and includes four new tracks in the release. A fabulous first exposure for the n00b IMHO.

2005
My circus train pulls through the night
Full of lions and trapeze artists
I'm done with elephants and clowns
I want to
Run away and join the office


2005 sees the release of 'Haughty Melodic', Doughty's first all-new, full-length ATO release. It is a different animal yet again. For the casual or the first-time listener, it may very well seem an interesting if average album. For this long-time fan, it is a signpost of growth and maturation for Mike Doughty. The sampling and lyrical play are still there, but reigned in and utilized for maximum benefit. It is also much poppier than any previous Doughty or SG release. This is an artist melding his artistic freedom with his business and pop-rock sensibilities to create something he's never done before. I was put off at first, but found the songs making recurrent rounds in my head despite that. On subsequent listens, I began to appreciate just what had been done: 10 years of experience and misadventure had formed the bedrock for this album and will for all subsequent releases. There is more for Mike Doughty to do, and more places for his music to go.

Your best bet for any kind of Soul Coughing information is probably Soul Coughing Underground. I'm not seeing any mp3s available there, but I'm sure they're out there. I'll post links if I come across any. The site also contains links to Amazon where you may purchase Soul Coughing albums.

Mike Doughty has a site of his own, thanks for asking. Again, everything you need to know 'bout him is there. The 'Music' section has a discography with attendant links to lyrics and a few mp3s. Grab 'em all. You won't be sorry.

And No, I am not Mike Doughty.
 
 
grant
21:13 / 26.01.06
I've heard that the new solo stuff is great -- lots of other people on there of note, although no names are coming to mind.

His one track on the Future Soundtrack of America pre-'04 election comp was a sleeper. After a few goes, I got it stuck in my head.

Soul Coughing filecard: bass player's from Lantana, my hometown.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
21:20 / 26.01.06
Ruby Vroom is indeed ace. My favourite Soul Coughing track, though, is the one that was on the X-Files album, "Songs In The Key Of X"- Unmarked Helicopters.

An utterly ace song.

Unmarked helicopters hovering
The Lord is coming soon
Unmarked helicopters hovering
They said it was a weather balloon.


Great.
 
 
mixmage
23:28 / 26.01.06
Yes! Soul Coughing...

Heh... Gung Hey Fat Choy! Funny how this comes up now. 1996, Year of the Rat (my year) just begun and back from Hong Kong in shattered little pieces.

I found Surfing, Swansea and Soul Coughing. They all helped put me back together. Ruby Vroom was the soundtrack-and-lyrics of our lives, the Summer was Legendary. I remember being so excited tanking down the M50 from my native Midgard with "Irresistible Bliss" on CD and a crappy tapedeck stereo in the car... In through the door, onto the stereo. Another week of couchsurfing and bodyboarding on the Gower.

I also recall going to see them when they played in London, supporting the ADF: I was that dude leaning over the balcony, singing along... come to think of it, that wouldn't narrow it down a jot. I'd never seen a double-bass held aloft to a huge basscab in the way lead-guitarists wank feedback from Mr Marshall.

They Rock. Full. Stop.
 
 
electric monk
11:54 / 27.01.06
Is that track on Future Soundtrack... "Move On (Bloom Like the Sunlight in my Song)"? There's a live version of it on the 'Skittish/Rockity Roll' re-release, and it is indeed lovely. Just coming off a period of about 3 months wherein I HAD to listen to 'Rockity Roll' at least once every day. 'Haughty Melodic' has really grown on me as well. Very much a sleeper. It also contains the best Christian rock song I've ever heard ('His Truth is Marching On').

(Seth, if you're reading this, stop right now and go buy the dang album. I think you'll really dig that track and maybe the rest of it too).

grant, did you happen to catch the SG show at the Carefree Theater a few years back? That's my one SG live experience, and is still the best concert I've ever seen. Final song of the night was 'Screenwriters Blues', and the band worked themselves into an all-out jam frenzy playing it. The image of Doughty leaning waaaaay into the mic and screaming,

YOU ARE LIIIIISSSSSS-NNNIIIIIING
YOU ARE LIIIIIIIIIISSSSSS-NNNIIIIIING
YOU ARE LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSS-NNNIIIIIING
to Los Angeles


is still fresh for me. Bestest rawk moment evar!1!

Funny story about "Unmarked Helicopters": My brother was at a recent Doughty show in Chicago. In between songs about halfway through the show, Doughty's noodling around on a keyboard sampler and people start yelling out requests.

"Play 'Bus to Beelzebub!"

"Nah," says Doughty.

"'Janine'!"

"Noo."

"'A Murder of Lawyers!'"

"Nope."

On and on like that for a minute or two, and every request gets shot down. "No...Nope...No way." The crowd goes quiet for a few tics, and then some guy in the back yells out, "'Unmarked Helicopters'!" Doughty looks up from the keyboard, stalks right to the edge of the stage glaring at the guy, grabs the mic, points at the guy and goes "No! FUCK no!" Make of that what you will. It is a damn fine song tho. I didn't mention earlier, but track down the 'Blue in the Face' soundtrack. There's an SG track on there called 'The Brooklynites', which is absolutely faboo. And to complete the trilogy, find 'Offbeat: A Red Hot Sound Trip'. It's part of a series of AIDS benefit CD's from around the same period and contains SG's 'A Murder of Lawyers'. Tripped out shit. The lyrics for that one are styled on a ligusitic game the beats were fond of where the sound of each line of text relates and obliquely rhymes with the previous and next. A quick sample:

The music has stolen my language
Them emus cast holes in my land guage
Their minds is cajoling mylanta cage
Thermometers catch cold, my lungs ache
 
 
Olulabelle
23:37 / 29.01.06
Monk, your paragraph on Mike Doughty in 2000 which begins "During his time in rehab" is utterly lovely.

I also think that your typographical rendition of the sound of the words 'You are listening' is absolutely perfect.

'Lazy Bones' is one of my Favourite All Time Songs Of All Time and if there had to be an 'our song' in my relationship that would be it, if only for the fact that I first heard it lying on a futon, tripping. (I also saw, for the first time, the film Akira in the same trip. How about that for a inititation?)

I really, really like this thread. I like Soul Coughing a great deal, I'm glad you started it and I'm glad you wrote so well about a band which means so much to me.
 
 
Jack Denfeld
06:54 / 30.01.06
Think they were on a Misfits tribute album. Name looks familiar.
 
 
electric monk
13:07 / 30.01.06
Lula - Thanks, thanks, and thanks! This thread's been building in the back of my head for about a year and a half. Never had the gumption to start it, but when Flyboy began publically wondering about the state of the Music I figured maybe it's time had come. "Lazy Bones" is indeed a killer track, and if my copy of 'Irresistible Bliss' had not been stolen by heartless thieves a few years ago, I would pop it in the stereo right now. I miss it so.

Jack - Upon confirmation of that factoid, I shall commence with the giddiness and the trembling and the manly squeeeeeeeing.
 
 
electric monk
14:15 / 30.01.06
MY CHRIST!

Only just realized I've been abbreviating "Soul Coughing" as "SG" and not "SC" throughout this thread. Please replace "SG" with "SC" in your miiiiind as you read.

Some fan I am.

*flogs self*
 
 
Yotsuba & Benjamin!
16:51 / 31.01.06
Ah, Soul Coughing. I've got some fine SC stories in my Reminisce Utility Belt.

The year is 1994 and I'm in my Freshman Year of college, home for some holiday, could be my very first actually. My high school chummers and I are tooling around Tower Records, hopping from listening station to Listening Station. And this was a grand time for the TR Listening Station, friends. Just recently I'd discovered Swell's album '41' in just such an arrangement. It went on to become my #2 album of all time. Anyway. My friend has cued up this album Ruby Vroom, by this band Soul Coughing. I recognize the name from hearing Screenwriter's Blues on the local Oxford, OH rock station at school, the legendary WOXY (none of you will ever have a better local radio station, this I guarantee). Anyway. I sit there for about a half hour, listening to the album that was undoubtedly recorded just for me. Then I buy it and pretty much refuse to ever stop listening to it for a very long time.

At the same time, a fledgeling little internet service called America Online was just finding its wings, spreading itself throughout campuses across this great land. One of the first labels to take advantage of the service was Warner Brothers, and one of the features they provided was this strange thing called a Message Board, one for nearly every single one of their bands. Soul Coughing was one of them, of course. It was there that I became friends with tonnes of fans and even swapped a few conversations with Mike himself. Leading to several bizarre Fanatician exchanges at shows, one where the band played the absolutely lost and best song they've ever written "I Get Lost In The Parking Lot" just for me (I have the scratchy Memorex to prove it) and one where I got Mike the number of a waitress at a diner next door to the venue they had just played. Funny story, I also met a young Susie Gharemani who went on to design the cover to Mike's Rockitty Roll.

I saw them at least a dozen times live and they're still the best band I've ever seen. From that first time I saw them open for TMBG to the last time I saw them in a decoed out theater on Long Island, there's never been a band since that could exhaust a crowd so thoroughly with the power of their rocking. A ten minute version of "Down To This" with "War Pigs" in it? Not even close to the coolest shit they've ever done.

No, the song I remember most was at the Roseland, probably around 96 or 96. They played the most transcendent version of "Sugar Free Jazz" ever done. It had to be about seven or eight minutes long and in the middle, every light in the house is out except for a blue spot on Mr. Michael Doughty as he's singing something sort of unintelligibly, it might have been a cover of something, I could still hum you the melody to this day. And it sort of trails off and then in comes Mark De Gli Antoni with the seagulls and I about caved into an alternate reality. It was completely the most beautiful thing I'd ever heard.

Thanks to the AOLMB, every show was this underground experience, where you'd meet up with all your online pals and, frequently, because Mike was such an avid member of the community, hang out backstage with the band. It was a pretty amazing few years for me. Here was a band that came out of nowhere and appeared to be perfectly tailored to everything I was into. Within a year, I'm on speaking terms with this guy who was like the summation of everything this awkward Creative Writing Major could ever aspire to. Keep in mind, this is when Doughty was in full Chandler mode, when he released Slanky and when City Of Motors was the best detective novel never written. Soul Coughing is basically the main reason my comics exist today. You know how PTA made Magnolia to capture Aimee Mann songs? Genre City is my attempt to crystallize everything that is Soul Coughing into pictures that can be read in sequence.

I still remember every SC show I went to, meticulously crafting the cassette tape covers of the bootlegs I sloppily made (and would just listen the eff out of). I remember the tapes I'd swap with other SC fans. I remember Mike mercifully spraying an entire crowd at Central Park SummerStage with a hose on the hottest day I'd ever seen in 1995 and then hearing "Super Bon Bon" for the first time (I wouldn't stop listening to the tinny recording I'd made of it for months afterwards and was stunned to find that the album version was actually better, MORE profoundly rocking, mostly thanks to De Gli Antoni's flourishes towards the end.)

I don't listen to Soul Coughing as much I used to. I'm not as into Mike's solo stuff as I was when it was still Skittish era. (Yes, I've got Smofe & Smang and yes it's like the awesomest.) But to this day they're still the most influential creative force in my life. They came at the perfect time and somehow inexplicably whisked me into a very incredible vantage point from which to observe them. And they were the most relentlessly creative live band I've ever seen. You can listen to "Blue Eyed Devil" from every stage of their career and it's a completely different song each time. One time it's got a post-punk rockout at the end, the other Mike will spend two and half minutes breaking down 867-5309 in the middle.

And don't even get me started on Yuval Gabay.
 
 
Orrin's Prick Up Your Ears
14:02 / 08.02.06
Agree with you about the godly rocking of Super Bon Bon. Good god!! Scrapes immediately replaced bleeps as my favourite noise. My Atari ST was disgusted.
 
 
Elijah, Freelance Rabbi
03:23 / 09.02.06
I like the seemingly random track "Never Gonna Come Back Down" That MD dit with the DJ called BT.

Right on to blonde English girls with ghetto names

Charise indeed.
 
 
electric monk
15:31 / 10.04.06
When all the noise has left your head
Well, someday you'll rise off the bed
And I'll be there to lift you, lazybones


'Irresistible Bliss' has reclaimed its rightful place in my music collection. Joy! Put it on over the weekend while I was playing with my son. When the above lyrics came over the speakers, I looked up, laughed, and thought, "Coooool. What an awesome trip for Lula."

I didn't realize how much I missed having that album around.
 
  
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