Thursday Throwback Jam – The Isley Brothers – “For the Love of You”

When I look at two iconic soul and funk groups of yesteryear, I pinpoint Kool & The Gang and The Isley Brothers, two bands who began their runs with one signature sound, then morphed into something wholly different.

I prefer the early years of Kool & The Gang, the funk and jive ensemble from 1969 to 1976 before they broke out huge from 1979 through the mid-Eighties with their popping commercial hits “Ladies Night,” “Get Down on It,” “Celebration” and “Too Hot.” You can actually get two best-of compilations breaking the band down between these eras. The latter year stuff is what sold, though you could readily add “Jungle Boogie,” “Open Sesame (Get Down With the Genie)” and “Summer Madness” as bridges to the commercial era, even if they were still more horn-driven and chittering synthesizer than the moneymakers were. I love all these tunes, but the real Kool & The Gang for me is “Funky Stuff,” “Hollywood Swinging,” “Give it Up,” “Love the Life You Live” and “Kool It (Here Comes the Fuzz).”

The Isley Brothers, who threw down Sixties rump-shaking party jams like “Shout,” “I Turned You On” and “It’s Your Thing” evolved into a soul-kissed, lightning bright funk troupe with some of the most sizzling guitar solos out there dealt by Ernie Isley. No doubt picking up what Funkadelic was laying down, the Isleys of the Seventies were the real deal. They could fry your brains with hard funk and acid washes on “That Lady,” “Take Me to the Next Phase,” “I Wanne Be With You,” “Fight the Power,” “The Pride” and red-hot “Live it Up.”

In the Seventies, the Isley Brothers became social protestors with their music aside from sultry smooth gigolos. Their influence was so huge you can hear “Footsteps in the Dark” sampled by Ice Cube for his biggest hit “It Was a Good Day” and the Notorious B.I.G. flooded his work with the Isleys “Between the Sheets.” More recently, hip hop superstar Kendrick Lamar hoisted the Isleys’ “That Lady” for his banging cut of positivity, “i.” Eighties supergroup The Power Station did a slamming cover of the Isleys’ “Harvest for the World” on their only LP. This as the Isleys themselves did a stirring, emotive cover of Seals & Crofts’ “Summer Breeze.”

I had the hardest time picking what I wanted to bring you all from the Isley Brothers for this week’s Thursday Throwback Jam. That was, until I put myself into my little kid shoes and let my mind drift to my mom (a soul loving whitey sista who seldom missed an episode of Soul Train) gliding around the living room with the radio on to this sensuous classic, “For the Love of You.” It’s a song that stops me in my tracks and makes my head slide and my hips move, as recently as a few months ago in a furniture store where I think I endeared myself to our soul sista rep watching me geek out to this cut.

Two bands, one I love more in their beginning steps, the other in their colossal overhaul many years later. Dig it.

–Ray Van Horn, Jr.

Enter the Submission Zone

There’s a special magic to the music from this legendary martial arts epic. Far East meets American 70s funk that frequently lands in my player for writing sessions. I have a story first written six years ago. I always believed in it, despite it being a rambling turd by self-admission. A submission call gave me the idea how to cut 3000 words and rebrand the first two pages into something with actual meaning. On went Lalo Schifrin’s chop sockey masterpiece and now this thing is LIT. Or so I hope the editors agree. Engage submission button!

–Ray Van Horn, Jr.

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Thursday Throwback Jam: “Alien,” Opening Theme, by Jerry Goldsmith

With the Alien: Earth prequel miniseries underway (dialed up on my viewing queue for tomorrow), here’s a musical reminder where the franchise started, on the spools of Jerry Goldsmith’s otherworldly opening to the 1979 original, Alien.

I was age nine when Alien came out, no hope of getting to see it as a rated R flick. Sure, they sold Alien trading cards at our local 7-11 and I bought a handful of packs to satiate my curiosity about the horror-sci-fi classic. There was that impossibly huge 18-inch Xenomorph action figure in our local Mammoth Mart that I never could save my allowance up to get, since it flew off the shelves in the same week of its release. I was later handed the same toy, sans the creature’s back tubing, in my 20s, and it was still a joy to have.

Suffice it to say, once I got to see Alien then Aliens and so forth, it became one of my favorite franchises ever. Landing a copy of Goldsmith’s iconic score became a treasure in my late forties, and I’m still immersed and enthralled by the entire soundtrack. There was a reason Goldsmith was entrusted with Alien, coming right off the heels of his heroic score for Star Trek: The Motion Picture. In space, they might not be able to hear you scream, but there’s plenty other clang and clatter in the furthest reaches of Andromeda.

Bring on Alien: Earth!

Ocean Meditation

I had the chance to enjoy some meditation before the waves and I have two takeaways: One, waves come in varying shapes, curls and strength. Many look the same and it’s easy to take that for granted, but really, no single wave is the exact same as another. So too should we avoid generalizing as people.

Second, the ocean is unpredictable and has the propensity to shift directions with pushes and pulls. While swimming with the kid, the undertow was in direct conflict with the inflow. We found ourselves constantly pushing back to our target zone against rough currents nudging us astray. So it goes with the majesty of the ocean and it serves as parable to life. We can think we have all the sights lined up fluidly, but life and waves are subject to change and we must stand ready to react to those changes at will.

Photo by Ray Van Horn, Jr.

Operation Star Trek: The Next Generation (Michael Jan Friedman’s run) Comic Recovery

Getting reacquainted with some old friends once lost. Michael Jan Friedman’s run on DC’s Star Trek: The Next Generation ongoing original content comic series.

Fun story I have been retelling the past month or so. In the early 1990s, I worked in comics retail at Alternate Worlds in Cockeysville, MD. My first day on the job, they sent me directly to the Star Trek Shore Leave convention in 1992 in its original location in nearby Hunt Valley. I loved the original series as a kid, had toys, posters, went to all the films. But I was way out of my league helping man a table in the dealer room with Next Gen running hot and back to yeoman status for the deep minutiae from the original series that sets apart the devout from the posers. I got eaten alive that night not knowing what the customers were after and a complaint was issued about this by one of the conventioneers who wanted the then-coveted “Mirror Mirror” pin, which was in a box beneath the table, but I had no clue what I was looking for.

I was sent back to the store to finish my shift but in the process of leaving, I ran into DeForrest Kelley zipping to the elevators. He gave me a kind, toothy smile and a wave to acknowledge me when I called out to him. Simply rad.

I made it my business from that night on to get educated on everything Trek to avoid having such an embarrassment occur again. I was a comic book expert, which got me the job, but AW considered themselves a boutique shop with a fierce Trek following. I recorded the first three seasons of Next Gen on VCR through syndication, then kept on with the show, then Deep Space Nine and Voyager. I ravenously devoured Trek as I did comic books. Vonda McIntyre and Michael Jan’s Star Trek novels advanced my education, but MJF’s Next Gen comics put me on par all the way and I soon became a guy the Trekkers could b.s. with in the store and depend on.

I had the entire run of Michael Jan’s Next Gen run, which, like my old baseball, got sold off when times were desperate. The early 90s of comics was inventive in some ways with Vertigo and the rise of the indie publishers. A train wreck more often than not with the Big Two. STNG was almost always quality in Michael Jan’s hands. Happy to have some of these back in an ongoing rebuild of my Star Trek comics section. Gotta love that Predator 2 insert ad from Issue 14.

–Ray Van Horn, Jr.

Morning Affirmation

Morning affirmation. I am worthy. I possess a skill set always in a state of refinement. I am blessed with ideas and passion. I hunger to reach my goals with a deeper yearning than the average. I have a wife, family and friends interested in seeing me succeed. I thank you, amongst the divine, for your protection, guidance, wisdom and inspiration. Drawing a Queen of Wands, Queen of Swords and Ten of Cups in a draw three Tarot is complete reassurance as I strive to master myself and my craft. So mote it be.

–Ray Van Horn, Jr.