| HOPKINS, RICH & LUMINARIOS |

| El Otro Lado/The Other Side | CD | 13,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| Single By Request | 7" | 7,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| El Otro Lado/The Other Side | 2-LP+CD (Personal Vinyl Edition) | 24,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| The Horse I Rode In On | CD | 4,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| Ka-Ju-Tah | Digipak-CD | 4,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| The Horse I Rode In On | LP | 4,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| This Love's For You - Live In Germany 2004 | DVD | 9,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| Official Blue Rose Bootleg Series - Lab Festival Stuttgart (Germany) 29.8.2004 | Digisleeve 2CD | 18,00 | ![]() | ![]() |
| Official Blue Rose Bootleg Series - Sinkkasten Frankfurt (Germany) 7.7.2002 | 2 CD-Digisleeve | 18,00 | ![]() | ![]() |
| El Paso | 2-LP (Personal Vinyl Edition) | 27,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| The Glorious Sounds Of Rich Hopkins | 2-LP (Personal Vinyl Edition) | 24,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| 3000 Germans Can't Be Wrong | 2-LP (Personal Vinyl Edtion) | 27,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| Obengenannter Künstler ist auch zu hören auf folgenden Alben / Artist also worked on the following records: |
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| HOPKINS, RICH & BILLY SEDLMAYR | ||||
| The Fifty Percenter | CD | 4,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
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| HOPKINS, RICH & LISA NOVAK | ||||
| Loveland | CD | 8,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| Single By Request | 7" | 7,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| Loveland | 2-LP+CD (Personal Vinyl Edition) | 24,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
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| SAND RUBIES | ||||
| Mas Cuacha | CD | 4,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| Mas Cuacha | LP+CD (Persdonal Vinyl Edition) | 19,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
| Single By Request | 7" | 7,90 | ![]() | ![]() |
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| SIDEWINDERS | ||||
| The very best and worst of the greatest band in the world who played desert rock and you probably haven't heard of them | 12 CD Box Set | 75,00 | ![]() | ![]() |
![]() | Rich Hopkins - der Name machte erstmals die Runde dank den begeisterten Reaktionen auf seine Musik Mitte der 80er Jahre mit den aus Arizona stammenden Sidewinders (später, nach einem Gerichtsverfahren bezüglich des Namens, umbenannt in Sand Rubies). Sein wildes, grollendes und zügelloses Gitarrenspiel war das Rückgrat des "Desert Rock"-Sounds - einem Sound, der ein wichtiger Bestandteil der Musikszene im Südwesten der USA in den 80er Jahren war. Noch ehe sich die Sand Rubies 1993 aufgelöst hatten, begann er, mit Musikern unter dem Namen Luminarios zu arbeiten. Die erste Veröffentlichung war "Personality Crisis", einem zutreffenden Titel für die Zeit, in der Hopkins ohne Band dastand. Hopkins setzte seine Reise fort, indem er auf die Grundmauern seiner Stärke aufbaute: seine Gitarre und seine Freunde. Zwei weitere Luminarios-Alben ("Dirt Town", 1994, "Dumpster of Love", 1995) und ein Solo-Projekt, "Paraguay", folgten. Im Oktober ‘96 veröffentlichte er sein erstes Album für Blue Rose, "El Paso". Die CD entwickelte sich schnell zur bisher erfolgreichsten CD der Band, was sicher auch damit zusammenhängt, daß die Songs von El Paso sowie Stücke der vorangegangenen CDs erstmals auf einer ausgiebigen Europatour im Februar '97 live präsentiert wurden, von einigen Shows im Vorprogramm der '95 Chris Cacavas-Tour einmal abgesehen. Allein die Headlines der Show-Reviews sprechen für sich: "Satte Rock-Wucht aus der Wüste", "Bretterhart und staubtrocken", "Wie ein prasselndes Lagerfeuer" oder "Die Nacht der rauchenden Amps" lassen erahnen, wie die Auftritte der Luminarios waren, die beim zahlreichen und begeisterten Publikum sehr gut ankamen. Nur ein Jahr nach El Paso präsentierten Rich Hopkins & Luminarios mit Mike Davis von den legendären MC 5 am Bass und Bruce Halper von den unvergeßlichen Sand Rubies am Schlagzeug das Album Studioalbum "The Glorious Sounds of". 11 neue Songs, darunter 3 Coverversionen von 60s-Bands wie Love, Electric Prunes oder MC 5 sowie 8 Eigenkompositionen kamen noch rockiger und gnadenloser daher als auf El Paso, für viele eh schon eine der besten Rockalben von 1996. Kurz nach Beendigung der großartig verlaufenen Deutschland-Tour im Februar ´98 kam nur einen Monat später, sozusagen als „Nachschlag“, ein eindrucksvolles Live-Dokument unter dem Titel "3000 Germans Can’t Be Wrong" heraus, aufgenommen in Regensburg während der ´97er Tour. Nach einem kurzen Intermezzo mit den reformierten Sand Rubies und dem Album "Return Of The Living Dead" erschien im Herbst 1999 das Doppelalbum "Devolver". Zwar wieder mit den gewohnten Gitarrengewittern, es kamen jedoch diesmal auch die leiseren, akustischen Töne deutlicher zur Geltung. Vertrakte Spielereien und mehrere Instrumentals waren allerdings nicht Jedermann Sache. Im August 2001 erschien "My Lucky Stars" und enthielt mit „Eight Miles High“ und „Just My Imagination“ herrlich interpretierte Coverversionen von den Byrds und den Temptations, musikalisch war es eine deutliche Weiterentwicklung zu "Devolver", allerdings mit einem gehörigen Schuss POP. 2 Jahre hat er sich Zeit gelassen, um an einem neuen Album zu basteln. Nun ist er zurück und enttäuscht uns nicht. Im Gegenteil! "Ka-Ju-Tah" heißt das neueste Werk und enthält 11 neue Songs sowie den Byrds-Klassiker "So You Want To Be A Rock'n'Roll Star" als Hidden Track. Rich Hopkins ist über 60 Minuten lang in seinem Element. Gleich der Opener "Red, White And Blue" beweist, dass er seine Gitarrensounds noch immer liebt. Wäre auch ganz schön traurig, wenn dem nicht mehr so wäre, sind die endlosen, schweißtreibenden Gitarrensoli doch sein Markenzeichen. Wie selten zuvor überträgt er die Live-Qualitäten auf Tonträger, wie auch das Beispiel "San Felipe Blues" unter Beweis stellt. Aber auch die Balladen haben an Stärke gewonnen, als Beispiel sei hier der Titelsong angeführt. Als Bonbon (neben einer krachenden, live-erprobten 7-Minuten-Version von "Rock'n'Roll Star") gibt es eine Zusammenarbeit mit Steve Wynn. Den Song "Credits Roll" haben beide geschrieben, und Steve hat die Vocals übernommen. Für die Aufnahmen standen wieder alle Freunde von Rich zur Verfügung, so Ernie Mendoza am Schlagzeug, Ken Andree (Gitarre, Bass, Vocals), Dave Seger (Gitarre), Stu Kupers (Bass), Craig Schumacher (keyboards) sowie weitere Gäste (Winston Watson, Ernie Gardner, Jim Howell oder John Venet. Und nicht zu vergessen Rich's Tochter Bailey. |
![]() | WHO IS… RICH HOPKINS? It’s not just a rhetorical question – the “who is Rich Hopkins?” one – although friends of the Tucson guitarist and songwriter know that he’s prone to at least as much introspection, navel-gazing and a general soul-seeking as your average cloistered monk. But then, the desert tends to do that to people. (I should know; I lived there.) At any rate, to answer the above query in my typical roundabout way, I should first point out that in this world there are not three but four certainties: birth, death, taxes, and a new Rich Hopkins album every year. A raw accounting of stats isn’t necessarily “sexy,” but let’s briefly examine ‘em: Four records from his first band the Sidewinders (including a promo-only mini-album) and six from Sand Rubies (aka the Sidewinders after a name change), plus a 12-CD box set comprising Sidewinders/Sand Rubies demos, radio sessions and live bootlegs; four collaborations, two featuring Hopkins and ex-Naked Prey guitar slinger Dave Seger (as Underbelly, and, later, The Woodcocks), one with Hopkins and South American virtuoso Concepcion Romero and one pairing up Hopkins with Old Pueblo legend Billy Sedlmayr; an early acoustic solo album Hopkins did in Paraguay called, logically enough, Paraguay; and no less than nine – eleven, if you count a pair of official live ‘legs -- releases by Rich Hopkins & Luminarios. If you don’t add in the promo EP, the bootlegs and the box, that makes at least 23 official full-lengths. Eyes glazing over yet? You might begin to suspect that I’m a bit of a fan of Hopkins. I mean, I’ve certainly gone on record saying as much. From my liner notes to the 1996 Sand Rubies Live CD: “It is testimony to rock’s proselytizing powers that I should move to Tucson solely upon one song’s urging. One evening in 1991 while spinning some tunes, sharing a cheap bottle of red wind and commiserating over our dead-end retail career tracks, my wife and I heard the following lyrics issue forth with the mind clearing resonance of Joshua’s horn: ‘Get out of that shopping mall! C’mon down here!’ The song was the Sidewinders’ ‘Get Out Of That Town,’ and we did just that shortly afterwards.” While I’ve never been loath to let the truth get in the way of a good story, that particular anecdote is absolutely true. Rich, both through his band’s music and across endless letters and phone conversations touting the culture, the geography and mysteries of the Arizona desert, was instrumental in my decision to move to Tucson in ’92. I never regretted a second of my ten-year tenure there. While in Tucson, in fact, I was witness to the demise (and numerous rebirths…) of the Sand Rubies as well as the rise of the Luminarios, frequently sitting around with him and listening to him agonize over this or that nagging detail regarding a sudden lineup crisis, or a forthcoming record, or simply the usual personal and professional vicissitudes any working musician has to weather in order to mount and maintain a career. So I’ve always felt a special bond to Rich and his music beyond the usual own-the-records/see-the-shows connection that any fan feels towards a favorite artist. Another story I love to tell – also 100% true, and also one I’ve spun in print in the past – is how, one day in the spring of 1988, I went to my P.O. box to pick up my mail, and among the packages was one bearing a Tucson return address. For some reason I decided to open it up in the car, and inside the parcel was not only the Sidewinders’ debut LP Cuacha! (on clear vinyl, no less) but also a cassette copy of the album. I wasn’t familiar with the band, but this was too intriguing to pass up, so I popped the tape in and listened to it while driving home from the post office. I was hooked instantly -- the tunes, a romantic blend of powerpop, folkrock and Tom Petty/Neil Young classicism, were utterly unique yet they spoke in familiar tones to me as well, like old, cherished friends I hadn’t heard from in ages. Rich’s songwriting and his guitar playing, certainly, had a lot to do with that. And while over the years he’s grown immeasurably as an artist/creator on both counts (along the way, once his Luminarios arc commenced, he even decided it was time to tackle singing chores, too), perhaps the greatest compliment I can pay him is that his vision has remained consistent – so unwavering, in an aesthetic-stylistic sense, that I can spot a Hopkins composition within the first few bars of the song playing. Whether picking out a yearning Spanish melody on his acoustic guitar, strumming up a jangly 12-string fire or careening full-tilt into a Crazy Horse-esque electric maelstrom, Rich’s sound is unerringly his. In this era of musical chameleons seeking to forecast and channel the next big trend – and as a consequence, issuing throwaway recording after throwaway recording – to have an artist like Rich around is a precious thing indeed. For me, then, I suppose his appeal amounts to one of those maddening summaries of intangibles, a serendipitous confluence of sonic intensity (wide-open-spaces rawk meets lush melodicism) and pure, unfettered soulfulness. All I know is that his music has always touched me in just the right places, and it continues to do so. Who, then, is Rich Hopkins? Well, as a family man he’s ridiculously devoted to his beautiful wife and super-cool daughter. As an indie label owner (San Jacinto Records), he’s a tireless champion of other musicians he feels deserve a shot at getting noticed. As a longtime resident of Tucson, he’s a generous supporter of various charitable causes and organizations -- and he knows where the best turkey tacos in town are, too. And as a rock ‘n’ roller to the core, well… in my own impressionistic, way, I hope I’ve in some way given you a glimpse of that side of his personality. Because from my vantage point, once again 2000 miles removed from Tucson but frequently homesick for the desert, Rich is also – my friend. Believe it. Fred Mills (Associate Editor, Magnet Magazine) Asheville, NC, May 2003 |