Best Dialogue from Last Week's Deadwood
"Are you the fucking cocksucker?"
"I may well be"
All the blogging I don't do at Vinyl Mine
Via FE - I'll probably just go with the Caribou and Iggy Pop live CD, though.
| POP, IGGY: Zombie Birdhouse CD (DYNAM 014CD) 15.00 "Produced by Blondie's Chris Stein and featuring Clem Burke on drums, this album was originally released in 1982 on Stein's short-lived Animal label. After three attempts at commercially viable albums on Arista, Iggy Pop returned with this artistic return to form full of ideas and sharp angles." |
POP, IGGY: Your Pretty Face Is Going To Hell CD (DYNAM 015CD) 15.00 "Iggy Pop has often been referred to as the 'Godfather of Punk' -- he proves how he earned the title on this live set." Recorded live in Tornto, 10/28/82. |
boston globe:
''Fearless Freaks" is an uncommonly intimate portrait, in large part because the filmmaker, Bradley Beesley, is a longtime neighbor, friend, and collaborator. He's been hanging with the Lips since 1991, directing music videos and low-budget films, shooting footage of live shows and recording sessions, compiling hundreds of hours of interview tapes, and documenting every significant happening in the life of the band. Happening, by the way, isn't too vague a description for some of the Lips' endeavors, among them the Parking Lot Experiment, which involved chief Lip Wayne Coyne conducting an orchestra of 40 automobiles with their tape decks blaring specially composed music at the same time.
The film benefits from an unusual absence of boundaries. Over 14 years Beesley's presence became ordinary and even integral to the Flaming Lips, and there were no limitations on what he could watch, inquire about, or film. In an especially harrowing sequence, drummer Steven Drozd matter-of-factly discusses his death march while preparing and savoring a dose of heroin. It's the only ''Behind the Music" moment in ''Fearless Freaks," which revels less in rock-band clichés than in the real-life experiences of a bunch of Midwestern misfits in all their dysfunction and glory.
They take leave of much more dangerous bands like Creed and Def Leppard.Green Day's Not-So-Punk RockHome Depot Center takes the Grammy winners off its list of banned acts drafted after rowdy Deadheads besieged neighborhood.
Mindful of a Grateful Dead concert that got seriously out of hand 15 years ago, the Home Depot Center in Carson maintains a blacklist of 28 musicians — including Eminem, Snoop Dogg and Metallica — whom officials consider too wild for its venue.
One of the acts on the list was Green Day, the punk rock band that rocketed to fame in the mid-1990s with songs about suburban alienation mixed liberally with references to drug use and sex.
On the rock side, the list bans the Grammy-winning and multi-platinum metal band Metallica. Other groups include the now-disbanded Rage Against the Machine, Christian rockers Creed, and 1980s stalwart Def Leppard, best known for its hit "Pour Some Sugar on Me."link
When it was added to the list, Green Day was known mostly as a teen band whose angst-filled songs dealt with juvenile delinquency and bodily functions.
But since then, the group changed its look and became more political. Band members traded in dyed green hair for eyeliner, T-shirts for pinstripe suits, and lyrics about suburban ennui for President Bush-bashing.
Green Day was approved by a 5-1 vote at an April 15 meeting that also gave approval for possible concerts by the Dave Matthews Band and Santana.
the "real" punx sitting on their computers decrying the "punk prom" or the blithering 20-something idiot who organized it. So much fun, they're gonna have call Guiness Book of World Records... tar...:
Punk Rock Prom
Today, Parker, 25, plays guitar for a local rock band called the Silent Press. The group attracts a lot of teen fans who wear retro sweatbands and puffy ski vests and are more likely to be reading "Catcher in the Rye" than running student government - outsiders who'll likely feel as estranged at their proms as Parker did.
Wanting to give something back to his fans, Parker began organizing an anti-prom: a night where fun-seekers can wear what they want without worrying that the cheerleaders might rag on their dresses and where they don't have to dip into their college fund to afford a ticket.
He dubbed it the Punk-Rock Prom. It'll be held Saturday in the Moody Center at Hollins University.
The event's name almost immediately drew scorn from followers of starcitypunk.com, a Web site centered around the Roanoke punk-music scene. One posting implies that the promgoers are posers who'll have to borrow a Clash T-shirt to look punk. Another dubs the event the Emo-tastic Prom ("emo" refers to rock music with emotionally charged lyrics - not a compliment in hard-core punk circles).
It's true you don't need a blue mohawk or a pierced lip to attend. Parker encourages people of all ages, backgrounds and fashion tastes to come out for the event.
"People have done what they call Punk-Rock Proms before, but it's just a dance with punk-rock music," said Parker. "I wanted to expand that."
"It's more like the attitude of it all," explained Greg Szechenyi, the band's bassist.
Having a punk-rock attitude, according to Szechenyi, means having a lot of fun, a word he uses about every other minute when discussing the prom - as in, "I'm pretty sure people are going to have a ton of FUN."
So much FUN, Szechenyi said, he might have to call the Guinness World Records.
"Hello, Guinness," Szechenyi said, making the telephone gesture with his hand. "We're having the most FUN per square foot!"
Three bands will play at the prom: the Silent Press; Shapiro, a Harrisonburg-based piano-driven band that draws comparisons to Ben Folds Five; and the Greensboro-based rockers Farewell. Between sets, a DJ will play '80s music and other FUN dancing songs.
As of Monday, the prom was to be a no-booze affair.
What the prom will offer is lots of dancing. Hovering around the punch bowl because you're too scared to boogie will be strictly prohibited.
Parker and Szechenyi dance like swans on crack, but that won't stop them from shaking their groove thangs under the disco ball. Punk-rock Prom, after all, isn't about looking cool; it's about having FUN.
Szechenyi said most of his friends plan to dress formally for the prom, but he also expects to see campy '80s outfits from Goodwill and the ever-popular jeans and T-shirt combo.
"You can wear whatever you want," said Parker. "Obviously," he added, "you have to wear something."
The first one I've seen in the press at least - find the record heah
The Flaming Lips' latest release is actually a mix-disc compilation of band favorites. The selection is often surprisingly sedate, considering who's doing the selecting here, though even fringe-dwellers need their particular solace.
"Tales" manages to meaningfully segue music from some disparate sources. Bjork's "Unravel" opens the set, moving on to '50s-era Miles Davis with his "My Ship," then into the acoustic melancholia of Big Star's Chris Bell.
Flaming Lips fans will want to tune in for the sought-after version of The White Stripes' "Seven Nation Army," dubbed "Harry Potter's and George W. Bush's Severed Head Army Mix." Wailing sirens signal the familiar riff, and Wayne Coyne appears with lyrics lifted from the Butthole Surfers' "Moving to Florida" before moving on to name-check Colin Powell and John Ashcroft as dive-bombing guitars enter the picture.
Bars & Guitars has some songs by Great Lake Swimmers, a band that made it into one of Vinyl Mine's recent MP3 mixes. There kind of in my maybe buy list - I'll listen to these and see what I think - thanks B&G!
cd 9 - Dancing Queen by Wing
Dancing Queen (7:44) | listen | download |
Knowing Me Knowing You (8:21) | | download |
Mama Mia (8:02) | | download |
I Have A Dream (9:26) | | download |
Money Money (6:27) | | download |
S.O.S (6:52) | | download |
Chiquitita (10:04) | | download |
Fernando (9:05) | listen | download |
Gimme Gimme (9:58) | | download |
I Do (6:45) | | download |
It must be the costumes, man...
In other words, Colin Meloy is the type of guy that a girl like me—gawky, unathletic, fearful of prom queens—is supposed to find dreamy, and I do. So did all the other casually dressed, slightly dowdy indie rock girls in the audience at Fez. We swooned and sighed as Meloy played a lengthy set of Decemberists favorites and Morrissey covers, interspersed with jocular banter and references to his girlfriend (grrr!)—the illustrator Carson Ellis, who is responsible for the band's whimsical album artwork. Meloy ended the set with a hushed cover of Cheap Trick's "Southern Girls," which he introduced as "an old folk song." Then we all went home and blogged about it.
When does a college band from Missoula, Mont. become a hot property? When Decemberists front man Colin Meloy spent his formative years in it.
Kill Rock Stars will release a pair of albums recorded by Meloy’s college band, Tarkio. Both were recorded while Meloy was studying at the University of Montana. No release date for the album, I Guess I Was Hoping For Something More and the EP, Sea Songs For Landlocked Sailors has been finalized.
here's the rest of the tour dates of Damon and Naomi and Kurihara:
Friday, April 29
Portland, OR — Doug Fir
with Colossal Yes
Saturday, April 30
Seattle, WA — The Tractor Tavern
with Colossal Yes, Joshua Beckman (spoken word)
May
Saturday, May 14
Hasselt, BELGIUM — Kunstencentrum Belgie
Sunday, May 15
Amsterdam, HOLLAND — Paradiso
Monday, May 16
Paris, FRANCE — TBA
Michio Kurihara will join D&N for all UK / Spain / Portugal shows
nperign will join for the London and Newcastle shows
Bhob Rainey will join for all Spain / Portugal shows
Thursday, May 19
Bristol, UK — Cube Cinema
Friday, May 20
London, UK — TBA
Saturday, May 21
Glasgow, SCOTLAND — Barfly
Sunday, May 22
Newcastle, UK — Live Theatre
Tuesday, May 24
Barcelona, SPAIN — La Pedrera
Wednesday, May 25
Madrid, SPAIN — Nasti Club
Thursday, May 26
Huelva, SPAIN — Universidad
Friday, May 27
Lisbon, PORTUGAL — Galería Ze Dos Bois
Saturday, May 28
Valladolid, SPAIN — Subterfugio
Sunday, May 29
Castellón, SPAIN — Ricoamor
Saturday, June 4
Istanbul, TURKEY — Babylon
June
Japan and Korea dates tba
VIA
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Tiny Mix has all the details... hey Waylon and Hank are punks at heart.
Tuesday, April 26, 2005; Page C03
Burma: State of the Reunion
By Linda Laban
Tuesday, April 26, 2005 - Updated: 11:44 AM EST
It's almost a year since Mission of Burma released the critically lauded ``OnOffOn'' and hit stages again after a two-decade split. The big question now is, are these Boston post-punk legends still on, or off again?``It is kind of full circle at this point,'' said guitarist and co-vocalist Roger Miller, glancing back at an incredibly successful year for the band. ``I would say that we are somewhat up in the air as to our future.''
My one sentence review:
Isn't one Nickelback too many?
THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!
Ex-Mekon, Cowboy Painter puts on Milwaukee multimedia show to benefit anti-death penalty efforts. Tony Maimone and Sally Timms providing an assist.
With the backdrop of a screen manned by friend and collaborator Barry Mills, Langford was able to display huge projections of his paintings and prints, with their sense of the near-religious iconography of country-music greats such as Bob Wills and Johnny Cash.
Using those songs, those paintings, detailed anecdotes, polemics and a few jokes, Langford sketched a bold self-portrait of the young man as an art student, the art student as a punk rocker, the punk rocker as a major-label slave . . . and, eventually, the older and wiser man as a commercially but not artistically marginal cultural figure.
While the presentation had technical glitches and rough spots, "The Executioner's Last Songs" was infrequently strident, rarely pretentious and never dull. Timms and violinist Jean Cook spoke and sang in counterpoint to Langford's end of the tale, while Mills - also a TV writer and producer - alternated Langford's art with his wit. Langford can give a variety of answers to "Who are you?" and Saturday he gave them in manner both entertaining and enlightening.
Monday, July 4
MUSIC CONCERT
Downtown Alliance presents
YO LA TENGO + STEPHEN MALKMUS AND THE JICKS
+ Laura Cantrell
Our annual Independence Day Concert showcases a blockbuster double bill featuring legendary indie-rock trio Yo La Tengo, whose creative and intelligent sounds have delighted critics and audiences alike for more than two decades. Freewheeling singer-songwriter and former Pavement front man Stephen Malkmus with his band The Jicks will rock the park with tunes from his new album Face the Truth. Country songstress Laura Cantrell will open the show. For information call 212.835.2789.
Epic Soundtracks Lives On 'GoodThings'
There are conferences about Buffy the Vampire Slayer too... just saying, is all.
POP MUSIC
Behind the music: It's more than fun, sex, noise
At the fourth-annual Pop Conference in Seattle, music scholars went way beyond rock-crit jargon to find meaning.There are undoubtedly people who still scoff at the idea of taking pop music so seriously. Certainly, such academic and rock-crit jargon as methodology, genealogy and authenticity were overused at the expense of concepts of fun, sex and noise. Courses in rock and hip-hop have become standard fare at universities, as have critics at daily newspapers. Thankfully, most presenters were careful not to take themselves too seriously. If someone dared to drone on about Dylan, you could go to another room and check out, say, disco historian Tim Lawrence's appreciation of Sylvester, or the presentation on Genesis P-Orridge's transsexual self-mutilation odyssey, or the secret Chicano history of punk. The conference received a record number of proposals, 275, in its third year.
Rock criticism has been around long enough to have dinosaur figures. Greil Marcus (author of the seminal '70s tome Mystery Train: Images of America in Rock 'n' Roll Music) and longtime Village Voice writer and editor Robert Christgau roamed the halls of Frank Gehry's bizarre museum space, drawing the faithful to their presentations on blues songs and the Coasters, respectively. There were also genuine music legends: Patti Smith Group guitarist Lenny Kaye talked about crooners, while Pere Ubu frontman David Thomas ranted and raved about a 1960s sci-fi movie host in Ohio.
This appears to be within the bounds of fair use - hours of MP3 selections (at high bit rates) from the greatest blues musicians, an often overlooked part of our musical heritage. Happy hunting...
Another reason to fry in the hot sun for two days...
They're a little bit old but worth the effort to clip...
Bill Callahan's 12th full-length album as Smog, "A River Ain't Too Much To Love," will arrive May 31 via Drag City. The 10-track set was recorded at Willie Nelson's Pedernales Studios in Austin, Texas, and features Connie Lovatt on bass and Jim White on drums; Callahan also produced. Labelmate Joanna Newsom plays piano on "Rock Bottom Riser."
"I realized I had a bunch of songs about rivers and some sort of imagery, and once I got a few of them it started to fit into everything I had half-finished" Callahan tells Billboard.com.
read the rest
BONNIE “PRINCE” BILLY
His Lordship needeth not yon feature, but whatevs
Nolan Gawron
Will Oldham already had a royal air about him when his recording career began in 1993. His early work in Palace, Palace Brothers and Palace Music was key to the formation of the Drag City dynasty. By the time he started recording under his own name, his seat on the indie rock throne was secure. When he dubbed himself Bonnie “Prince” Billy in 1998, it just seemed right.
Oldham lets his music speak for itself, exclusively. After obtaining an interview back in 2002, I realized quickly that most of my questions would be met with curt dismissal, personal reservations and an overall detachment between him and his songs. Though he remained cordial, there were no answers.
Me: This record [Master and Everyone] is filled with distance, loneliness and lost love ...
BPB: I don't know what it's about; but if you do, that's great.
read the rest (Boston Weekly Dig)
Fresh off a triumphant reunion tour with Slint, David Pajo will release a new solo album under the moniker Pajo on July 5 via Drag City. According to the label, the 10-track set was recorded with a software program that came with Pajo's laptop, into which he sang the vocals directly. It also features appearances by three unnamed contributors who Pajo has yet to meet in person.
How do tix for Bright Eyes (two nights) sell out before they are even announced? Is there some hipster network out there separate form the Internet in which people get to buy tix beforehand? Fuck it, I didn't really want to see the little twerp anyway. Jerk should be playing at DAR, not some dinky little club like the 930.
AVN News, the first place to go for rock and roll news, notes that the Brucester is starting to look back and identifying the fascinating milestones that describe his brilliant career arc:
Bruce Springsteen taped an episode of VH1's Storytellers series Monday night at the Two River Theatre in Red Bank, N.J., which will debut on the network April 23. According to reports, he divulges that the line "Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes" from "Blinded By the Light" may well be ""possibly the first reference to female breast enhancement in popular music."
so says volume 10 news. Those of you who may have been disappointed by the bland "Blue Orchid" might take heart:
The White Stripes unveiled their latest album, "Get Behind Me Satan", in the bizarre setting of the Cabinet War Rooms in Whitehall last night.
The band only entered the studio last month and say that no songs were finished and none had been played live when they started recording. That said, the album is now complete and due for release on 6th June.
The first single, "Blue Orchid", is out in May and available as a download now, but it's metal-tinged simplicity is a misleading introduction to the album.
Classic White Stripes tracks sit alongside more reflective songs, like the traditional old-country ballad "I'm Lonely" and "White Moon" which is a tortured song punctuated by sombre throbs of bass. Alongside these is the dense but upbeat "My Doorbell" and a swaggering song called "The Denial Twist".
The highlight of the album is a track called "Little Ghost", a cheery back porch strum-a-long, with a similar feel to their breakthrough hit "Hotel Yorba".
"From my weird perspective, I'm a little guy in the Lower East Side of New York who makes records in his bedroom, and the records are pretty nice. They're not the best records in the world, but they're not the worst records in the world."
The line-up for the Electric Picnic has been announced, with Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds, Damien Dempsey, Flaming Lips, Kraftwerk and Mercury Rev among the acts confirmed for the festival at Stradbally Hall, Co Laois.
The festival takes place on 3 and 4 September, with this year's site almost four times the size of last year's and capacity limited to 25,000.
Other acts on this year's bill include The Arcade Fire, De La Soul, Laurent Garnier, Goldfrapp, The Human League, Mr Scruff and Stereo MCs.
The nice, hot non-scally alternative to festival goers, Benicassim in Spain, has announced a raft of headliners and other acts for it's 2005 shin dig.
The festival - seen as one of the more unique and better ones on the continent - is a beachside extravaganza and takes place from the 4-7th August.
This year offers Oasis, Nick Cave, LCD Soundsystem, Keane, Basement Jaxx, Dinosaur Jr., Underworld and Yo La Tengo in the top billing placements, with a slew of other bands also confirmed...
A full list would be...
!!! Abe Duque, Andrew Weatherall, Athlete, Basement Jaxx, Daniel Johnston, David Carretta, Deluxe, Devendra Banhart, Diefenbach, Dinosaur Jr., Dj Koze, Dorian, Doves, Erlend Øye, Fischerspooner, Four Tet, Jeans Team, Kaiser Chiefs, Kasabian, Keane, Kings Of Convenience, La Habitación Roja, Ladytron, Larry Tee, LCD Soundsystem, Lemon Jelly, Les Très Bien Ensemble, Lori Meyers, Love Of Lesbian, Matthew Herbert, Mouse On Mars, Mylo, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nosfell, Oasis, Pan Sonic, Radio 4, Refree, Sr. Chinarro, Tarwater, The Glimmers, The Kills, The Polyphonic Spree, The Posies, The Raveonettes, The Tears, The Wedding Present, Underworld, Xiu Xiu, Yo La Tengo.
See? pretty decent...
Check out the official site for ticket details and so forth - they're available now...
unbashadly plagarized from Drowned in Sound and RTE.ie Entertainment
What we do is secret is henry yu's columns for Max Rock 'n' roll. His most recent includes a Lydia Lunch spoken word show review. His bottom line:
If she didn’t reek of fringe (and a hangover), she’d be the ultimate, if not accidental, testimonial speaker for the Scared Straight program. I hope I don't see her ranting on a corner in the East Village someday, like Lenny Bruce.Perhaps but I still think Selfish C*nt would be better in Scared Straight.
Well, as we didn't predict but should have, Eric Cheevers took time from their busy day to pen a letter to the Washington City Paper for equating Ian Svenonius' David Candy phase with a bad career move.
How Dreary— to Be—Somebody!
By Eric Cheevers
With regard to the last segment of Mike DeBonis’ “Washington’s Worst Career Moves” (4/8): Am I to construe that the measure of success of one’s musical career is heavy rotation on MTV2? Call me naive, but exposure for exposure’s sake isn’t synonymous with “good,” as anyone witnessing the Paris Hilton media juggernaut can attest. Not every artist equates success with fame. By DeBonis’ logic, should I confer fuckup status to, say, John Kennedy Toole or Emily Dickinson, both writers who did not pursue fame and whose works were not widely celebrated until after their deaths?
The art world is rife with artists who, for one reason or another, either opted to forgo the typical trappings of fame for artistic integrity or simply were not on the cultural radar during their lifetime. Some artists have the misfortune of simply being ahead of their time or perhaps favor their own artistic growth over mass recognition.
Ian Svenonius has undeniably been greatly influential to many, many musicians. And imitation, as they say, is the sincerest form of flattery. The fact that Svenonius has remained true to the integrity of his artistic vision should be viewed as success, in light of the current glut of overhyped, overexposed bands of the month. More power to him.
Woodley Park
Yo La Tengo mounts its Sounds of Science show this weekend.
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"Thank you for saying that," Ira Kaplan murmurs. The part-time frontman for the band (he shares vocal duties with wife Georgia Hubley) is quick to note, "We enjoy St. Louis, but I'll say there is something of a coincidence that this keeps happening. The Sounds of Science in particular -- we haven't done it in about three years. It's a pretty hard show to mount, so in particular we don't seek them out. They're self-selecting in that if somebody comes to us, we think they might be ready to deal with everything that's involved. You know, coordinating the films from France, and us and our special needs."
The films Kaplan refers to are the documentaries of Jean Painlevé; the French filmmaker created a strange marriage of science and art when he took his cameras underseas in the '50s and '60s. Somewhere between (and beyond) Jacques Cousteau and Steve Zissou, Painlevé crafted tiny epics with titles such as The Love Life of the Octopus and How Some Jellyfish Are Born. In 2001 the San Francisco Film Festival approached Yo La Tengo about performing live to a film of the band's choice, and after much deliberation, the undersea world of Painlevé was determined to be the perfect showcase for Yo La Tengo's talents. Thus was birthed Yo La Tengo's "The Sounds of Science" project.
Macworld-Berklee Music Festival
Macworld Conference & Expo and Berklee College of Music will present a music festival, featuring select Berklee artists who use Macintosh computers to compose and produce music. Birdsongs of the Mesozoic, one of Boston's most prolific and original bands, will headline the first-ever Macworld-Berklee Music Festival.
The Festival will kickoff the week of July 4 at Berklee's David Friend Recital Hall, 921 Boylston Street, across the street from the Hynes Convention Center. The Festival will continue through the week of July 11 at Macworld Boston. Macworld will also showcase Berklee's Dream Studios, a simulated state-of-the-art music studio, designed and developed by Berklee faculty and students. Users will be able to take self-guided tours of the Dream Studios, participate in demonstrations and listen to presentations by Berklee faculty.
Cynthia Connolly's Art show at Transformer (1404 P St NW) (Apr 2 - May 7th) was featured in today's Washington Post Galleries section.
Check out some nice up close photos from one of the recent Sonic youth shows at City Rag.
Tom Waits responds to fake Euro-ads...
"In answer to the many queries I have received: No, I did not do the Opel car commercial currently running on TV in Scandinavia. I have a long-standing policy against my voice or music being used in commercials and I have lawyers over there investigating my options. But I got to tell you, it doesn't look good. This is the third car ad, after Audi in Spain and Lancia in Italy.
"If I stole an Opel, Lancia, or Audi, put my name on it and resold it, I'd go to jail. But over there they ask, you say no, and they hire impersonators. They profit from the association and I lose time, money, and credibility. What's that about?
"Commercials are an unnatural use of my work... it's like having a cow's udder sewn to the side of my face. Painful and humiliating."
Via Next Big Thing:
Nimereht from the Staysick fraternity received this from Hasil Adkin's Manager, Jim... look away now if cussing distresses you.
"Hasil's ok, you're not gonna believe this though. i'm gonna have to curse on this one, hope you forgive me... some fuckin kid up in west virginia was out fuckin rampaging or i don't know what the fuck kind of bullshit he was fuckin doin. anyway
Hasil was not feeling well, he went outside to feed his puppies and sat down on the top step to his trailer to pet them for a minute. this little fucking shit came around the bushes on his four wheeler fucking full throttle and fucking reared up and fucking hit him on purpose on the steps and fucking rode off. fucked him up good. Hasil flew about 6 feet and hit the ground. took him like 10 minutes to get up and another 5 to crawl into the trailer. then the little fucker went a few miles down and caught someone else walking down a gravel road and swerved over and reared up and hit them! they got the fucker. Hasil says he hopes they only keep him for 5 years and he learns his lesson and can still have a chance. i hope they beat the fucking shit out of him myself. alright, so look...
Hasil's address is Hasil Adkins , p.o. box 668, Madison, WV, 25130.
send him something, ok?"
Via Largehearted Boy here's my picks for this weeks shopping bag:
Drew Carey, Move Your Car! Looking at yourself in the mystique on the Lake Resurgent |
by Richard Riegel April 18th, 2005 10:45 AM |
"I've never even heard of Sonic Youth," said College freshman Alex Feldman, who did not attend the concert. "I didn't want to waste that much money on a band I've never heard of."
Feldman said that no one he knew had planned on attending the concert.
link"I think headlining with Sonic Youth was a problem," he said.
He did like the fact that it was a "self-selected crowd -- there weren't a bunch of random, drunk, angry Penn students."
via a best truth - here be a motherload of viddies including Diamanda Galas, Aphex Twin, PJ Harvey, Sonic Youth, Misfits. Alas, no Fugazi.
I believe this is the same Frank Smith who put out a San Francisco Tiffany fanzine.
April 18, 2005
by Frank Smith
Robert Pollard is the drunkest man I’ve ever seen on PBS. Granted, I don’t watch a lot of PBS. And, when I told a friend that I didn’t like the new Robert Pollard album, he prevailed upon me to take a suitcase of acid, drive out to the desert and listen to the album on an eight-track player. Lacking the resources to put any of this together, I shotgunned a twelve- pack of the new Anheuser-Busch B-to-the-E concoction and listened to Pollard’s From a Compound Eye while lying on my floor. Midway through the third listen, I found myself tuned to the proper wavelength and I have since been incapable of listening to anything else.Arcade Fire - "Rebellion"
Apr 17-Sun.
So much for the kids putting on a talent show... read about the benefit here
Greenfield Center School is "a progressive alternative for education in the valley," according to Laura Baker, executive director, who came on stage with some students to introduce the headlining band.
"Our mission is not only to educate but to make the world a better place," she said.
Greenfield Center School, which serves 150 children in kindergarten through eighth grade, is hoping to retire its mortgage with this capital campaign.
Locals Kim Gordon and Thurston Moore of Sonic Youth were simply doing their part as good citizens and good parents. Their daughter is a student at the school.
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This was not some stuffy, reserved charitable event. Gordon wore heels and her best rock-star mini-dress and, by the third song, Gordon was sprawled across the floor, dragging his guitar against any flat surface he could find, inducing a feedback frenzy.
At one point, the elfin electronic-pop star reminisced about a fabulous rave outside Washington in 1992 where everyone did wonderful drugs and danced all night long.
Perhaps they should have handed out some of those wonderful drugs at the door. Or at least a time-travel kit, because there is no real joy left in Mobyville (or soul, for that matter). It all seems to have been lost in his effort to become bigger than the music he has brought to the mainstream.
Leading a three-piece band, and with a great deal of help from able backup singer Laura Dawn, Moby trudged through much of the new material early, including "Raining Again" and a cover of New Order's "Temptation." He also played the extremely derivative "Spiders" as a "tribute and/or homage to one of my all-time heroes, David Bowie."
Part of what sucked the life out of the show was that Moby simply talks too much, and his dull between-song banter would put an ecstasy-fueled raver to sleep. He offered a long introduction to "Beautiful," explaining what it was about (banal celebrity love affairs) and adding that he liked it because it gave guitarist Daron Murphy a chance to "play a kick-[posterior] guitar solo." You almost expected a PowerPoint presentation: "Here, fans, are some aspects of the following song that will entertain you over the next five minutes."
You're a hot young thang with a brother whose career is taking off. Your parents are famous and you have a hit attention grabbing single. Your new record is coming out soon. But do you really have to prove that the flacks don't write your PR?
The alcohol-induced haze I often find myself in has a strange way of comforting. It is a familiar space where I let my guard down, throw off the shackles of my press-face facade, and can accept an offer to smile without hesitation. Getting there is half the fun, with the edges of my sleeve wet from condensation slowly ruining a wooden table and perfectly round, tiny circles of darker fabric on my lap where the head of my beer has been carelessly dripped onto my clothes without my notice. The familiar mating dance of seducing a drink and subsequent refills thereof from a jaded waitress has become something I could do in my sleep (which comes in handy when these typical waking activities inhabit my dreams). These excursions have become mileposts, acting as refreshing intermissions in between the times when I am living my life. It's when I begin thinking of my existence this way that the world flips, yin becomes yang, right becomes wrong, and the oceans and the sky trade places. Then I blink the fog from my eyes and realize that intermission has become the main act, and I'm suddenly living like I haven't before.
People steal stuff= Dog Bites Man. No Story.
Saturday, April 16, 2005; Page A01
Although the Metropolitan Police have canvassed the neighborhood, Rock Creek Rambler is suggesting that the Cleveland Park Men's Club "round up a posse and go vigilante-style on the perp's ass."
UPDATE: Heh...Bloglines must have had an outage... oh well, I take back every nasty thing I said..you can check VM Clip Shack Version 1.0 here... never mind...but I'll be blogging from here forevermore...
It's funny. Actually it's fucking hilarious, when you're watching the belligerent fucker push and assault and wrench savage kisses from the assembled boys and girls. As a slomo, bluesy bass note lingers poisonously while Tomlinson does his thing, it's performance art married to rock and roll. Then the crowd parts, and he's stalking towards you with intent, a predatory, murderous glint flashing in his eyes. He's a hair's breadth from you, staring you out, and everyone's watching. Cameras flash in your direction, and you feel a nervy, self-conscious thrill. You stare back, but he's pushing his face into yours, forcing you backwards. It's a battle of wills. It's not so funny anymore.
Tomlinson forces every person in sight to interact, to acknowledge, to react to him. The once-surly hipsters are pushing him, goading him, tussling with him in the flood of spilt beer and discarded clothes. Inhibitions dissolve; exhibition reigns. The Iggy of old crawls naked, usurped and fire-scorched at the back of the stage beneath a mesh of scattergun synthesised beats, while Tomlinson parades about in front wearing his crown, his affected yelps licking the sweat from Patrick Constable's filthy, dripping riffs. Those "controversial", "offensive" lyrics and incensed political direction are lost in the melêe. Selfish Cunt are a pure sensory experience, a deadly, transfiguring vampire bite. To the masses they're a joke. To the fifty or so people here, they're already immortal.