Posts Tagged ‘Blake Jones’

Five Songs, Part 65

February 3, 2012

Time for five new Five Songs. Well, maybe not new chronologically, but songs that have never made it to this space before. I think.

The leadoff spot this week goes to Blake Jones & the Trike Shop, who played an Arthop gig last night at Tokyo Garden in Fresno. Blake and his equally wonderful better half, Lauri, showered a straggler from the Northeast with hospitality and love, as always.

And one of the songs the group played was “Everybody’s Got an Andy Story,” from their 2010 album, “The Underground Garden.” Every music scene has that one person — living, dead or incapacitated — whom friends recall with outrageous stories years later.

True story about Andy, a punk from the early ’80s Fresno days. The opening story was from a Clash show in ’82 at the Wilson Theatre. Blake’s late brother, Brian, was a bigtime DJ at a commercial alternative FM station in town at the time, and Andy excitedly showed everyone at the show a Polaroid of him and Joe Strummer on Brian’s Vespa. Andy hasn’t been the same since an accident a few years back, but he occasionally gets out, as he did to see the CD release show.

So that was my unexpected springboard to this week’s installment. And the version here isn’t from the album; it’s from their performance last May at the Bull & Gate in London, as part of the annual International Pop Overthrow. Enjoy it — and the rest. Happy Friday:

Everybody’s Got an Andy Story — Blake Jones & the Trike Shop

You Baby — The Turtles

Tilt-A-Whirl — 1313 Mockingbird Lane

Save My Love for a Rainy Day — Marv Johnson

Goodbye Baby — Bob Brady & the Con Chords


ALBUM REVIEW: “The Underground Garden” — Blake Jones & the Trike Shop (self-released)

April 24, 2010

Blake Jones & the Trike Shop emerge from "The Underground Garden" to release their new album April 24 at Audie's Olympic in Fresno. From left: Leland Vander Poel, Martin Hansen, Jones, John Shafer and Mike Scott.

In a perfect world, I would love for my California friends to be able to meet my East Coast friends. And I wish my fellow music fiends back in New Haven and New York could get to see Blake Jones play at least once.

He’s in his late 40s, like me, and has been part of the Fresno music scene since the late ’70s. He was one of the first people I met here — one Saturday morning at Spinners Records in the Tower District in January 2004, while I was out here on my job interview. And he and his wife, Lauri, are two of the nicest and most supportive people in the universe.

A pop composer extraordinaire whose whose earlier work reminded me of Lennon & McCartney meets Brian Wilson meets XTC, with a dash of Zappa and a dollop of theremins, he currently performs in three configurations: with The Trike Shop; his Ill-Advised Solo Shows; and, very infrequently, a Beatle band called Ticket to Ride that plays the obscure stuff (say, “Think for Yourself,” “What You’re Doing” and the German songs).

Well, barring me winning MegaMillions, I don’t think my east and west coasts will ever meet. But those of you shackled by geography can really get to know him and his heart, musically and spiritually, through the Trike Shop’s wonderful new album, “The Underground Garden,” which he’ll unveil Saturday night (April 24) at Audie’s Olympic in Fresno. Maybe his latest bit of musical agriculture will become something else for which the Central San Joaquin Valley can be world-famous.