"Four Stations" covers the lives of the poor in 4 different regions of Thailand, all of whom are connected by the same railroad. In the north, an old monk named Tu Pu attempts to teach the younger monks, but it doesn't turn out how he expects. The locals begin to lose their faith. In the central area, a Myanmar laborer quits his job to help his wife who is about to be deported. His wife can't pay off her debts. In the northeast area, Kamkon is an orphan. She tries her best to become recognized as a family member on her husband's side. In the southern area, neighbors Suan and Klaew once were good friends, but now they are sworn enemies.
The Nighthawks were founded in 1972 by vocalist/harmonica player Mark Wenner and guitarist Jimmy Thackery, and joined early on by bass player Jan Zukowski and drummer Pete Ragusa. Based in Washington, D.C., they built on their Chicago blues roots to create a unique musical repertoire that features blues, roots rock, rockabilly and soul. They became known as one of the hardest working and most popular blues bands as they toured nationally in the ‘70s and ‘80s, playing 300 shows a year from the mid-‘70’s to the mid-‘80’s.
Gang of Four's existence had as much to do with Slave and Chic as it did the Sex Pistols and the Stooges, which is something Solid Gold demonstrates more than Entertainment! Any smartypants can point out the irony of a band on Warner Bros. railing against systematic tools of control disguised as entertainment media, but Gang of Four were more observational than condescending. True, Jon King and Andy Gill might have been hooting and hollering in a semiviolent and discordant fashion, but they were saying "think about it" more than "you lot are a bunch of mindless puppets." Abrasiveness was a means to grab the listener, and it worked. Reciting Solid Gold's lyrics on a local neighborhood corner might get a couple interested souls to pay attention. It isn't poetry, and it's no fun; most within earshot would just continue power-walking or tune out while buffing the SUV. Solid Gold has that unholy racket going on beneath the lyrics, an unlikely mutation of catchiness and atonality that made ears perk and (oddly) posteriors shake. With its slightly ironic title, Solid Gold is more rhythmically grounded than the fractured nature of Entertainment!, a politically charged, more Teutonic take on funk. It's a form of release for paranoid accountants.