Ed Sanders founded a magazine called Fuck You (in 1962), a radical bookshop on the Lower East Side of NYC, named Peace Eye, and The Fugs.
This is a kind of incantatory left-anarchist history lesson, with interjections on a small keyboard called a pulse lyre, which he invented and built himself. It’s droll, epic, engaging, stirring; warmly recommended.
Presented in a beautiful gatefold sleeve, with lyric sheet.

‘Many mayhemic forces were set against the socialist zone…’

Wonderful, hard-core country, with plenty of fiddles, honky-tonk piano, steel guitar, sexual neurosis, and razor-sharp wit, from one of the all-time greats.
Have Blues, Will Travel compiles singles releases between 1949 and 1962, across seven different record labels: Gold Star, 4-Star, TNT, Starday, “D”, Mercury and Allstar.
Take It Away Lucky… The Worm Has Turned…

‘Get hit by truck and get a busted head / Everybody says, Lucky, he ain’t dead. / Lucky old Ed, luckiest man in town.’

Featuring Billy Cooper, Walter Bulwer and Daisy Bulwer; dulcimer, melodeon, fiddle, banjo, drums, pipes, concertina and piano.

Both the 1963 and 1967 recordings of this material.

Solo in 1980.

A fascinating combination of experiment and tradition. Requiem For John Hurt is beautiful; Requiem For Molly daring and disturbing.

Fahey’s first recordings, from 1959, plus re-recordings of the same material from 1964, and 1967.

Heartfelt hymns and songs of praise, deconstructed and rebuilt. Sometimes reverent, sometimes raging, sometimes playful, always spellbinding. ‘Christ Is Not Cute’ runs the Fahey quote on the sleeve. A beauty.

From 1979 — mainly solo, reworking old themes and melodies, and updating his cover versions to include more contemporary guitarists, even proteges like Leo Kottke.

‘The Voice of the People’.