Seth Kauffman is still alive. He’s still got Memphis and Detroit cookin’, Memphis and Detroit dancin’ and juttin’ and Memphis and Detroit flair jogging through his veins as if they were treadmills. If you were to lean in close, getting into his personal bubble never meant for strangers and kooks, the area surrounding him that is – in essence – his essence, you might even smell that deeply smoked in barbeque aroma and a musky, manly scent. His perspiration is saltier and spicier than most and its got more groove than you can shake a stick at. It also seems to stand that Kauffman still remains a resident of the ominous Black Mountain of the less ominous North Carolina. … [Story Continues Below]

First song
Don't Stop [Loving Me Now] (Floating Action) [3.31MB] [678 downloads]


– unreleased
Is an unused melody I had floating around for a while, until I had the idea to put it to a super-slow Motown beat.  I haphazardly recorded it just to see what it would sound like with that beat – made up all the words, verses, chorus, structure on the spot; and ended up keeping it that way.  It’s on the album I just made, Floating Action.
 

Second song
Absolute Sway (Floating Action) [4.39MB] [623 downloads]


– original version appears on Research
Kind of based loosely on combining a Smokey Robinson song with a beat from MMW drummer Billy Martin’s record.  Also all the guitars, melody, lyrics were on the spot-first take.  Fender Jazzmaster plugged straight into the board.  I got the “Absolute Sway“ term from an old traditional hymn about how God always has a protective arm around us no matter how far we stray, or reject him — the whole unconditional love thing.

  Third song To Connect (Floating Action) [3.35MB] [641 downloads]


– unreleased

A looooong time ago I made a mix tape of old Bob Dylan stuff; when it was just him and folk acoustic guitar.  I had a little microphone you could plug into the boombox, so I overdubbed me playing snare with brushes, these soft hip-hop beats, on his songs.  That’s the idea behind this song.  Once again melody and lyrics written on the spot; the harmonies on the chorus dictated themselves.
 
Fourth song
Could You Save Me (Floating Action) [3.00MB] [672 downloads]


– unreleased

A friend let me borrow his old Wurlitzer electric piano, and I had to give it back the next day.  I thought I should try to make up one last thing on this sweetie, and this is what came of it.   The lyric idea came from seeing Tom Petty’s documentary, them talking about his old bass player Howie Epstein’s battle with heroin.  They all acted like there was nothing they could do to help him.  Seemed bad of them at first, but I think sometimes you can do everything you can to help someone and it’s still not enough.  Another spontaneous first take song; weird how all the ones we did for this session are like that.

That Seth Kauffman is still very much alive and he is in fantastic health, recently taking in an exhilarating swim during a lightning storm that should actually add vitality and some years to his life, or so we’ve heard. There is no threat of that guy going anywhere, thankfully. He would, however, now have us call what he does something other than what we have been calling it in the past. As of today, we’re to address what he does as Floating Action. There will be reprimands if this request is ignored. There will be blacklisting and a wall with syringes and razor blades topping it erected around Black Mountain that will refuse to give you access should you be one of the sorry offenders. There will be tars and there will be feathers. Okay, so that won’t happen. It’s far too extreme to be a tactic that Kauffman would ever think to employ. Floating Action and the direction that Kauffman takes with his songs should be seen as relatively complementary in term and style. There are opportunities for floaties and rafts and laissez faire degrees of interference from the stressful stuffs. There is no room in his party for chained spirits. There is a form of life on the Mississippi, in one of those Beale Street joints feel to it. The wines should be logically flowing and there should be a sunset-colored glow of romance all throughout the halls. There should be people rubbing gentlemanly and gentlewomanly up against others, enjoying it and not making it out to be some dirty ass dance of the animals. It should have a timid sort of confidence, that first touch and that electricity of feeling someone new. There’s also the higher wattage electricity of the cessation of getting to feel someone you’ve always felt or have been feeling for an extended amount of time. There’s not really a sludge of sexual tension in Kauffman’s music – most notably on the most underrated (or unrated) release of 2007, Research – but there is a towering sound of a man getting infatuated and getting in love and just getting into the frosting too deep, to a point where all movement makes him clatter and shake a sticky shake. It’s not desperation, but heads do fall over heels and when you’re in too deep – you’re in too deep. Women do that to men, plain and simple. Men get those weakenings in the knees and the putty in the joints and it’s lights out. He talks about those absolute sways, making it apply to either ladies or other things to love, and pretty soon, the waters are warm and you’re doing some floating. He invokes those classic, soul staples of deep and penetrating bass lines, simple but ideal and perfect lyrics about the troubles of love and jingling guitars. He gives you the jitters and the absolute sway is all his.
 
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