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Adam Goldberg’s Heart Grows Fonder For: Jimmy Scott

The Goldberg Sisters is the new musical project from Adam Goldberg, the always entertaining actor/filmmaker whose impressive resume includes the likes of Saving Private RyanDazed And Confused, Friends, Entourage, Zodiac2 Days In Paris and the Flaming Lips’ Christmas On Mars. The band’s 10-track, self-titled album (on Apology Music/Play It Again Sam) follows Goldberg’s 2009 musical debut, Eros And Omissions, released under the moniker LANDy. As with that project, The Goldberg Sisters finds Goldberg collaborating with Aaron Espinoza (Earlimart, Admiral Radley), though this time out, the duo was assisted by a handful of other musicians, including Goldberg’s girlfriend Roxanne Daner on violin. The result is a satisfying collection of effects-heavy, urbane psychedelia held together by Goldberg’s high-pitched, Lennon-esque croon. Goldberg will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Read our new Q&A with him.

Goldberg: He needs his own category. It’s the least he deserves. A jazz angel, fucked once by his label (there’s documentary; long story), and then a janitor for many years. Re-discovered by filmmakers in part. I wrote him into my movie Scotch And Milk, and it pains me I could never clear most of the music bound to the film. It pains me in no small part because the world needs to see and hear Jimmy’s soul tonic as much as they can however they can. I saw him sing “Sometimes I Feel Like A Motherless Child” for the first time at Catalina Bar & Grill in 1993, and I was transported and felt changed. Had heard of him because one of my gods du jour at the time was Mark Eitzel of American Music Club. I had heard Jimmy was his favorite singer. And when I saw/heard Jimmy, I understood why: because each singer sings as if they will drop dead that night but would drop dead if they didn’t sing that night.

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2 replies on “Adam Goldberg’s Heart Grows Fonder For: Jimmy Scott”

Scotch and Milk is one of my favorite films. Amazing. Thanks to that movie I got to know Jimmy Scott, and Cesare Pavese for that matter. It’s upsetting that some oily fuckchop music-rights dealer keeps this movie from wider release, wider than a 12 year old Maxell VCR tape on my bookcase….Well thankfully you can still find VCR’s, turntables and reading lamps.

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