July 19, 2007


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Roky Erickson, You’re Gonna Miss Me (soundtrack)
Palm Pictures Audio, 2007

Palm Pictures is doing their part to alienate cable subscribers by financing creepy, unwatchable sub-sub-indie films, and it’s only a matter of time before a handful of thin-spectacled, androgynous art-morons gain enough power to convince everyone that the stuff is worth downloading to their iPhones. For that alone, Palm is a model of smart capitalism, but even more important is their newest release, the story of 13th Floor Elevators singer Roky Erickson, who’s recently gotten a modicum of misplaced college-rock love, though not enough to dissuade Palm from making a documentary about his mental-illness-plagued twilight years. Having not seen the film, I can’t say for sure whether it consists of footage of the inevitable thin-spectacled, androgynous, 20something art-moron interviewer swaying to Roky’s 2007 Coachella appearance and tearfully defending his near-complete lack of teeth, but the soundtrack is right here, unsafe and sound, literally begging me to go off an a tangent of old-hippy jokes whilst gleefully drawing devil horns on grainy Abbie Hoffman photos. Bottom line is that you should buy this album for your devil-hippy grandparents, because their generation still moves to the beat of tambourine-shaking, bleating-guitar psychedelica, and, bless their hearts, they secretly wish that the long-term effects of today’s head drugs turned users into headband-wearing activist/nymphomaniacs instead of astonishingly rude, smart-mouthed twerps. Couple of previously unreleased songs here from his current band. BEric W. Saeger