I bought "Three" from No Idea on Thursday. I got the free accompanying download, and don't even have the vinyl in my hands, yet. I have already listened to it at least 6 times, probably more. It's my "commute to work" music. Better than coffee. More like the mythical meth from Breaking Bad. But this is not meth.
Briefly, it's the new version of Louisville's "Black Cross", and it's extremely tight, and tightly structured hardcore punk rock. They remind me of the Minutemen- not entirely in sound, although they do go for a somewhat trebley guitar sound, but in how tightly controlled they are about it- no song over two minutes, no more than 6 songs per release,nothing but 7 inch records, feedback on every track, all hard tempos, and all in-arguably hardcore.They sound like this. I love it. There's enough Fugazi in it that it's not boring, but it's got power and heft. Ryan, on this one, seems to be blurring the lines between this and one of his other bands- some of the guitar bits borrow from the motorik, Krautrock-like riffs on Coliseum's "Sister Faith".
I know, I know, I should like more sophisticated, mature music than hardcore punk, but when it's this tight, I cannot deny it. Best 7 inch of the summer? Yup. No question.
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Just getting it out of the way: Pixies and The Clash
I've got the new Pixies EP, I'm not going to be getting the new Clash Box set.
Yes, I love both bands. Both are absolute "Desert island picks" and "Top 5" and all that malarky, but I'm not stupid. The new Pixies ep is warmed-over filler, just to have some new merch to hock at shows, and I got suckered. I hoped maybe it was the last stuff with Kim Deal, or something as good as what Charles was doing with the Catholics, but no, it sounds like B side material that was rejected from The Cult of Ray. So, nope, not worth talking about.
The "Sound System" from Mick Jones is the polar opposite from what Mick was doing with Carbon/Silicon. Carbon/Silicon was Mick boldly exploring new areas, even new ways of interacting with the fans, and coming up with exciting new avenues as a result. This is flogging a very expensive cut of horsemeat. Somewhere around 150 us dollars to hear 90% already released material "re-mixed" by Mick ( and no, I don't think he is that great of a producer- I've never so much as mentioned the Libertines before this, have I?) and some of the "new" stuff is just imperceptibly different takes on old songs. This is just like all the other "new" Clash stuff- just another way of trying to part the rubes from their rubles. Again, don't get me wrong, I love the Clash, I like BAD, and I like Carbon/Silicon. But, I really would prefer it if Mick stuck to working with Gorillaz, and producing, and releasing some more C/S material. Why soak the fans? It's just going to tarnish the legacy in the long run. As far as I'm concerned he can cut the crap. (geddit?)
Yes, I love both bands. Both are absolute "Desert island picks" and "Top 5" and all that malarky, but I'm not stupid. The new Pixies ep is warmed-over filler, just to have some new merch to hock at shows, and I got suckered. I hoped maybe it was the last stuff with Kim Deal, or something as good as what Charles was doing with the Catholics, but no, it sounds like B side material that was rejected from The Cult of Ray. So, nope, not worth talking about.
The "Sound System" from Mick Jones is the polar opposite from what Mick was doing with Carbon/Silicon. Carbon/Silicon was Mick boldly exploring new areas, even new ways of interacting with the fans, and coming up with exciting new avenues as a result. This is flogging a very expensive cut of horsemeat. Somewhere around 150 us dollars to hear 90% already released material "re-mixed" by Mick ( and no, I don't think he is that great of a producer- I've never so much as mentioned the Libertines before this, have I?) and some of the "new" stuff is just imperceptibly different takes on old songs. This is just like all the other "new" Clash stuff- just another way of trying to part the rubes from their rubles. Again, don't get me wrong, I love the Clash, I like BAD, and I like Carbon/Silicon. But, I really would prefer it if Mick stuck to working with Gorillaz, and producing, and releasing some more C/S material. Why soak the fans? It's just going to tarnish the legacy in the long run. As far as I'm concerned he can cut the crap. (geddit?)
Mark Lanegan- Imitations
Well, this new one proves at least one thing- I mean it when I say that he could sing the phone book, and I would be riveted. Briefly, the idea is that Mark sings covers of various songs in a "crooner" style, like Andy Williams and Frank Sinatra ( mid sixties version. mind you). This goes all the way to the production which is flattened out to something that seems pretty close to mono. Likewise, the arrangements feature strings, with guitars. Now, while I'm not one to hate things for musical idiom- I like everything from Guy Lombardo to Merzbow, so believe you me, it's not just that the crooner style isn't my thing- it's the specific type of crooner, coupled with the arrangements, coupled with some of the choices of song to use- if this were anyone but Mark Lanegan, I would hate this. It's like Elvis in 1966, and Mac Davis, just about any time, and Paul Anka... what I am saying is that, aesthetically, this is as close as it comes to Mark literally singing the phone book or a Chinese menu as it gets for me- and I still like it. Unless you're like me, and really could hear the man sing anything, you don't need this. I don't completely understand why I like his voice so much, but I do. So, that's all I can say, I love his delivery, even if the songs mean absolutely nothing to me.
Sunday, September 8, 2013
Hammerhands-Glaciers
So, maybe you want a hyphenate? Welcome to this year's Kowloon Walled City- Hammerhands. More and thicker sludge-drone-doom Metal than you could shake a very large stick at. The first track, "Floods" has the distinction of having the unique time signature of "1". Not "1/1", not "1/4", just plain "1". I'm joking, but damn, is this sucker slo-o-o-o-o-w. No attempt at anything but crushing volume, at about the six minute mark (yes, the six minute mark) it alters from a straight up pounding drone to this gigantic mis-shapen riff with pure straight from the pit of hell bellowing vocals- like I said, the only thing as seismic would be either actual earthquakes or Kowloon Walled City. The odd-but-slow time signatures and angular thick as molten asphalt riffs continues on track two "Analysis Paralysis". It's like The Jesus Lizard slowed to one eighth speed, and triple the volume. It's like Voivod on elephant tranquilizers. We finally get cut a break at the beginning of the title track "Glaciers" which starts out with an almost pretty guitar figure, but then, the screams and pounding come back in. But, let's just get right to it- out of sixty minutes, half of that is the last track- Equus. Unlike, say, Earth or Swans, where it's all just drone and pummel the first three minutes are angular noodling, lulling you away from the beatings to come. from there we go to pound town for about ten minutes. Did I mention the Swans? Yeah, well, now I have, twice. Then, it's a good, solid ten minutes of feedback and drone. No beat, no break, just drone.
I'm not saying you should listen to it. I'm not even saying I'm going to listen to it, too often, but if you want something heavier and louder, and more drone, more doom than Neurosis and Kowloon Walled City, Hammerhands have your number.
I'm not saying you should listen to it. I'm not even saying I'm going to listen to it, too often, but if you want something heavier and louder, and more drone, more doom than Neurosis and Kowloon Walled City, Hammerhands have your number.
Pyres- Year of Sleep
You think I've gone soft on the rock, don't you? Talking about Franz Ferdinand, and The Bloody Beetroots, right? Well, first, that's funny as hell to me, and second, I don't need to prove nuthin' to no one, baby, I'm freakin' snaggletooth, and third- I've also been listening to Pyres. Stoner-Sludge-Doom, ah hell, they're just Metal. I mean Metal with a capital umlaut, cupcake. A little Baroness here, some Red Fang there, maybe some Mastodon, or Black Tusk, but really, come closer and you'll get it- this is straight up Metal- like if you were to fuse Ted Nugent, Black Sabbath, and High on Fire and that spider-man-beast from the Thing. I'm not saying this is the only thing I want to hear, but I'm saying I like it. Sometimes you want some non-hyphenate music. This is Metal. No apologies needed, no quarter given- flat out Metal. When people talk about those hyphenates you know Speed Metal, Death Metal, Technical Math Metal, etc etc ad nauseum, the "Metal" part of the equation sounds like Pyres. Metallica should change their name to Pyres- Like-A, Lemmy should name them the heirs to the crown. Get the point, they're All Metal, all the time, None more Metal, Tenacious Destroying Metal. Metal, Metal Metal. Oh, and Manowar should commit suicide because compared to Pyres, they are false Metal.
Bloody Beetroots-----HIDE------
Sir Bob Cornelius Rifo has some nice friends. Let's get that right out of the way: Tommy Lee, Greta Svabo Bech, Penny Rimbaud, Youth, Paul McCartney, Theophilus London, Peter Frampton-that's quite the guest list. So, yes, Bloody Beetroots are, in some respects, the EDM that's safe for rockers. But, I don't think that's all there is, here. SBCR has a background as a rocker, and what do you think the leather jackets, tattoos, and sneer signify? At the same time, this isn't garage punk, it's hard electronic dance music. So, maybe the point is less about packaging an artificial division in music, and more about ignoring that attempt at a division. I think what SBCR is doing is making music, and thumbing his nose at attempts to classify that music.
Still, my concerns cannot be for SBCR- they have to be for us- the music fans- how do we interpret his music? Hard dance music. So, the EDM tag will have to fly, even if it doesn't entirely fit. I think most will view the music in terms of stuff like The Prodigy- where it was dance music made for and by people with rock aesthetics. It's a bit of a shame, really, in that such labels will shut off people who would otherwise have something new to enjoy. I'm thinking about some of my more "metal" brethren - folks who really like say, Tool and Baroness and Mastodon, if they could wrap their heads around the idea that an electric guitar plugged into an amp, and a keyboard plugged into an amp are really, in many ways, the same thing- they might see how The Bloody Beetroots and metal are doing very similar things- exploring/exploding riffs, juxtapositioning musical phrases by means of extended bridge sections to the songs, exploring modes for new themes, heavy arpeggio use as a kind of filigree; the musical stock in trade isn't that much different. After all, what does the label mean, anyway? Metal, Punk, Garage, EDM? This-core and That-core, it's all just music.
So, What about those songs? Well, we start out with "Spank", a totally gleeful bit of club techno, built around morse code beat, that I first heard back around my birthday. If you don't know it, it's as good a calling card as any into what SBCR is doing with the Bloody Beetroots. "Raw", meanwhile sounds like a bit of a throwback to pre- Rombarama pounding Techno, with Tommy Lee interjecting some self-referential humour about disco and guitars. This is the sound that drew me in, to begin with, so I'm not complaining- but it can be a bit over-the-top for some- basically it's blown-out punk techno blasted so loud that the beat kind of attenuates the keyboards, like an inverted pulse after the beat. That can be a bit disorientating at first, but when you start to expect it, you feel it all the way to your spine. Then, "Runaway", with Greta Svabo Bech ( yes, the Deadmau5 girl singer- but she's more than that) starts to bring in more pop music. Yes, still a "club banger" but highlighting a more melodic, more restrained, more structured type- the kind that's all over the charts, these days. The next track "Chronicles of a Fallen Love" was the real game changer from about a year ago- this is practically easy listening compared to most of the Death Crew 77 stuff. It's a lush ballad that makes me think of everything from Kate Bush to soundtracks to Italian B-movies from the 1970's.
The next track is the "Furious" one, with Penny Rimbaud (of Cr@ss fame) reading a poem over music that is nothing if not early industrial- as in it would fit nicely on a Scraping Foetus LP, like "Hole" or "Nail"- and the end result beats the heck out of Atari Teenage Riot and Alec Empire- it's Anarchist, in the same way as, say, Alan Moore- with a brain, as well as a bludgeon .
Following this up with the best track Paul McCartney has been involved with in years ( and yes, I heard the Nirvana reunion) might seem perverse, but Sir Bob and Sir Paul have a good one here in "Out of Sight"- now, I suspect that Youth had more to do with the actual songwriting than Sir Paul, but regardless of who wrote what- this is just a good, classic, rock song. Nope, not techno, nope not "dance rock"- I mean a regular Rock track- albeit one that could play on both a Classic Rock radio station, and a club kid's blog.
The next few tracks I would let you discover on your own, except to note that, the two tracks without collaborators "Albion" and "Reactivated" are classic Bloody Beetroots, and could've been on the Butter ep, and "The Source (Chaos and Confusion)" rocks it out like it's 2001- you know, Chemical Brothers, Crystal Method, that sort of thing- and then, blasts off right past both mid period Daft Punk and latter day Justice ( and I bet Justice are jealous of the track) and finally, "All the Girls", the collaboration with Theophilus London is the kind of summer song that girls really do go nuts for. All I can say is my wife likes it. My point? My wife is more into hardcore punk rock, and music suited for a late 30's kind of gal- a little Cure, some Morrissey, a whole lotta U2, maybe a few "approved" newer bands, like Gogol Bordello, or AWOLnation, but she's not exactly a former club kid, or whatever. She gets weak on this track. So, I'm saying play this song for your girl. Do it, now. You'll be happy you did.
( Oh, and just so's the track doesn't feel left out- the collaboration with Peter Frampton is a talkbox infused ballad not unlike the first minute or so of "Church of Noise" which is still my favourite ballad by SBCR)
No, I want to get to the last two tracks: "Rocksteady" and "Volevo Un Gatto Nero". If you have seen the Bloody Beetroots Live! ( that's another thing I dig about Sir Bob Cornelius Rifo- everything is named as per function. It reminds me that he really must be from a radical left background, as this is a habit of commies, pinkos, and collectives everywhere- so "Bloody Beetroots Live!" isn't a description of what I saw- it's the name for the project that I saw, geddit?) then, you have some idea. "Rocksteady" was last year's single for the summer, a propulsive techno rock track made for "More Cowbell" . This version has everything amped up to 12, like a dubstep track detonated with nitroglycerin coated C-4, in a petrol vapour field. I would put this right up against a hardcore punk rock song for sheer explosive energy. You'll break things, and dance while you do it.
Then the last track- "Volevo Un Gatto Nero" ( translated: I wanted a Black Cat) . The name, and basic tune is a bit of a joke copped from this song - and the Black Cat tango is a cultural artefact that instantly identifies an inside joke that I happen to get- Vincenza Pastorelli, the child singer who sang that song to the international children's festival in 1969, was arrested on prostitution charges in 2007, when this song ( changing the lyrics from "Volevo un gatto nero, nero, nero" to "you promised me Bob rifo, rifo rifo") started showing up. So, a children's song about wanting a black cat instead of the white one given gets a dirty makeover by real life, and SBCR reclaims it- saying- you want me? Here you go. In these days of outrage over Miley Cyrus twerking, while we don't give a damn about radiation and chemical poisoning, well, it's a pretty subversive and spot-on analysis- we live in perverse times, and this is a perversion of our perversions, geddit?
The overall point? Does there need to be one? Well, it's the next level by the guy who's been living 2 floors up from the rest of us before this. If you like Diplo and Skrillex, this is what they'll sound like in two years. Really, this is state-of-the-art electronically-based rock disguised as EDM only because people like the little labels.Because, really, in rocknroll, there's only one real question: Do you wanna dance?
Still, my concerns cannot be for SBCR- they have to be for us- the music fans- how do we interpret his music? Hard dance music. So, the EDM tag will have to fly, even if it doesn't entirely fit. I think most will view the music in terms of stuff like The Prodigy- where it was dance music made for and by people with rock aesthetics. It's a bit of a shame, really, in that such labels will shut off people who would otherwise have something new to enjoy. I'm thinking about some of my more "metal" brethren - folks who really like say, Tool and Baroness and Mastodon, if they could wrap their heads around the idea that an electric guitar plugged into an amp, and a keyboard plugged into an amp are really, in many ways, the same thing- they might see how The Bloody Beetroots and metal are doing very similar things- exploring/exploding riffs, juxtapositioning musical phrases by means of extended bridge sections to the songs, exploring modes for new themes, heavy arpeggio use as a kind of filigree; the musical stock in trade isn't that much different. After all, what does the label mean, anyway? Metal, Punk, Garage, EDM? This-core and That-core, it's all just music.
So, What about those songs? Well, we start out with "Spank", a totally gleeful bit of club techno, built around morse code beat, that I first heard back around my birthday. If you don't know it, it's as good a calling card as any into what SBCR is doing with the Bloody Beetroots. "Raw", meanwhile sounds like a bit of a throwback to pre- Rombarama pounding Techno, with Tommy Lee interjecting some self-referential humour about disco and guitars. This is the sound that drew me in, to begin with, so I'm not complaining- but it can be a bit over-the-top for some- basically it's blown-out punk techno blasted so loud that the beat kind of attenuates the keyboards, like an inverted pulse after the beat. That can be a bit disorientating at first, but when you start to expect it, you feel it all the way to your spine. Then, "Runaway", with Greta Svabo Bech ( yes, the Deadmau5 girl singer- but she's more than that) starts to bring in more pop music. Yes, still a "club banger" but highlighting a more melodic, more restrained, more structured type- the kind that's all over the charts, these days. The next track "Chronicles of a Fallen Love" was the real game changer from about a year ago- this is practically easy listening compared to most of the Death Crew 77 stuff. It's a lush ballad that makes me think of everything from Kate Bush to soundtracks to Italian B-movies from the 1970's.
The next track is the "Furious" one, with Penny Rimbaud (of Cr@ss fame) reading a poem over music that is nothing if not early industrial- as in it would fit nicely on a Scraping Foetus LP, like "Hole" or "Nail"- and the end result beats the heck out of Atari Teenage Riot and Alec Empire- it's Anarchist, in the same way as, say, Alan Moore- with a brain, as well as a bludgeon .
Following this up with the best track Paul McCartney has been involved with in years ( and yes, I heard the Nirvana reunion) might seem perverse, but Sir Bob and Sir Paul have a good one here in "Out of Sight"- now, I suspect that Youth had more to do with the actual songwriting than Sir Paul, but regardless of who wrote what- this is just a good, classic, rock song. Nope, not techno, nope not "dance rock"- I mean a regular Rock track- albeit one that could play on both a Classic Rock radio station, and a club kid's blog.
The next few tracks I would let you discover on your own, except to note that, the two tracks without collaborators "Albion" and "Reactivated" are classic Bloody Beetroots, and could've been on the Butter ep, and "The Source (Chaos and Confusion)" rocks it out like it's 2001- you know, Chemical Brothers, Crystal Method, that sort of thing- and then, blasts off right past both mid period Daft Punk and latter day Justice ( and I bet Justice are jealous of the track) and finally, "All the Girls", the collaboration with Theophilus London is the kind of summer song that girls really do go nuts for. All I can say is my wife likes it. My point? My wife is more into hardcore punk rock, and music suited for a late 30's kind of gal- a little Cure, some Morrissey, a whole lotta U2, maybe a few "approved" newer bands, like Gogol Bordello, or AWOLnation, but she's not exactly a former club kid, or whatever. She gets weak on this track. So, I'm saying play this song for your girl. Do it, now. You'll be happy you did.
( Oh, and just so's the track doesn't feel left out- the collaboration with Peter Frampton is a talkbox infused ballad not unlike the first minute or so of "Church of Noise" which is still my favourite ballad by SBCR)
No, I want to get to the last two tracks: "Rocksteady" and "Volevo Un Gatto Nero". If you have seen the Bloody Beetroots Live! ( that's another thing I dig about Sir Bob Cornelius Rifo- everything is named as per function. It reminds me that he really must be from a radical left background, as this is a habit of commies, pinkos, and collectives everywhere- so "Bloody Beetroots Live!" isn't a description of what I saw- it's the name for the project that I saw, geddit?) then, you have some idea. "Rocksteady" was last year's single for the summer, a propulsive techno rock track made for "More Cowbell" . This version has everything amped up to 12, like a dubstep track detonated with nitroglycerin coated C-4, in a petrol vapour field. I would put this right up against a hardcore punk rock song for sheer explosive energy. You'll break things, and dance while you do it.
Then the last track- "Volevo Un Gatto Nero" ( translated: I wanted a Black Cat) . The name, and basic tune is a bit of a joke copped from this song - and the Black Cat tango is a cultural artefact that instantly identifies an inside joke that I happen to get- Vincenza Pastorelli, the child singer who sang that song to the international children's festival in 1969, was arrested on prostitution charges in 2007, when this song ( changing the lyrics from "Volevo un gatto nero, nero, nero" to "you promised me Bob rifo, rifo rifo") started showing up. So, a children's song about wanting a black cat instead of the white one given gets a dirty makeover by real life, and SBCR reclaims it- saying- you want me? Here you go. In these days of outrage over Miley Cyrus twerking, while we don't give a damn about radiation and chemical poisoning, well, it's a pretty subversive and spot-on analysis- we live in perverse times, and this is a perversion of our perversions, geddit?
The overall point? Does there need to be one? Well, it's the next level by the guy who's been living 2 floors up from the rest of us before this. If you like Diplo and Skrillex, this is what they'll sound like in two years. Really, this is state-of-the-art electronically-based rock disguised as EDM only because people like the little labels.Because, really, in rocknroll, there's only one real question: Do you wanna dance?
Monday, September 2, 2013
I watched Elysium and
I wish I could have played it.
Seriously, it's decent as a movie, but it would make a better video game. I know there was talk of Neill Blomkamp directing an adaptation of the Halo videogame as a movie.
There are other outlets that will go over the socialist perspective that the film endorses. One of the main characters is literally a lame Che Guevera clone. Ultimately, it's no more a strictly socialist statement than V for Vendetta is a strictly Anarchist one. But, in either case, it is a thread.
I don't watch enough action films released after 2000 to really comment on it as a summer action movie.
But I can tell you this- the basic storyline would make for an excellent first person shooter, with some moral choices thrown in- kind of like Halo, or Gears of War, but with just a touch of Fable thrown in.
I don't say this as a slam, mind you. I think Video games can certainly be just as valid a form of Art as Action movies. Sometimes they can get the message across better, too. Making this as a movie contains the message- making the moral choices up to the "audience"- the player- incorporates the message into the viewer/audience/player's existing worldview. That's far more effective. I hope somebody does make this a good video game, because I want to play it....
Seriously, it's decent as a movie, but it would make a better video game. I know there was talk of Neill Blomkamp directing an adaptation of the Halo videogame as a movie.
There are other outlets that will go over the socialist perspective that the film endorses. One of the main characters is literally a lame Che Guevera clone. Ultimately, it's no more a strictly socialist statement than V for Vendetta is a strictly Anarchist one. But, in either case, it is a thread.
I don't watch enough action films released after 2000 to really comment on it as a summer action movie.
But I can tell you this- the basic storyline would make for an excellent first person shooter, with some moral choices thrown in- kind of like Halo, or Gears of War, but with just a touch of Fable thrown in.
I don't say this as a slam, mind you. I think Video games can certainly be just as valid a form of Art as Action movies. Sometimes they can get the message across better, too. Making this as a movie contains the message- making the moral choices up to the "audience"- the player- incorporates the message into the viewer/audience/player's existing worldview. That's far more effective. I hope somebody does make this a good video game, because I want to play it....
Arctic Monkeys- AM
If you're a fan, the change in direction won't surprise you, but I'm going to assume that you just think of Arctic Monkeys as that group of teenagers doing britpop influenced punk rock with almost Kinks-level of British minutiae in the lyrics. I thought that, too- then I saw them live, backing up the Black Keys ( my wife digs 'em) and live, they're like QOTSA meets the Jam. So, this record is what I think they've been shooting for since Humbug- which means Black Sabbath/Cream/Blue Cheer proto-metal guitars married to mid-1990's BritPop melodies, with Josh Homme-isms thrown in liberally, then through a hip-hop ( early 2000's OutKast style) production- drums mixed loud. I like it better than anything they've done since the first record. Yes, there even is a hint of Black Keys Glam-blues-funk in some of the mixes. Alex Turner clearly is the face of the organization, but I think Jamie Cook and Matt Helders could release good vintage-style rock lps with or without Turner. Whatever, Turner brings some charisma, and good lyrics and if he comes up with the melodies, he's earning his keep.
Going back to Josh Homme- I think he described the record in a good way: a sexy-after midnight modern dancefloor record- and I'd like to take that one step further. Let me paint a picture for you- you broke up with your girlfriend during dinner. It was a long time coming, so your friends swept in like vultures, to take you out to "celebrate"- really just an excuse to get blasted, and it's now 1 AM, and you see this girl who's been checking you out. Maybe it's beer goggles, maybe it's pent up anger over your break up, but you go for it, and have great sex that you almost immediately regret. A variety of a good and bad reasons for that regret, but it hits very hard and very fast, so you manage to extricate yourself by about 3 AM, and, to bolster your courage, you're drinking harder, but a minor miracle and tragedy happens at about 7AM- you drunk dial your girlfriend, and she wants you back. Now, of course, the relationship doesn't work out, and you end up breaking up in a screaming match three weeks later- but there's the memory of that one night, right? This record is the soundtrack to that memory.
Going back to Josh Homme- I think he described the record in a good way: a sexy-after midnight modern dancefloor record- and I'd like to take that one step further. Let me paint a picture for you- you broke up with your girlfriend during dinner. It was a long time coming, so your friends swept in like vultures, to take you out to "celebrate"- really just an excuse to get blasted, and it's now 1 AM, and you see this girl who's been checking you out. Maybe it's beer goggles, maybe it's pent up anger over your break up, but you go for it, and have great sex that you almost immediately regret. A variety of a good and bad reasons for that regret, but it hits very hard and very fast, so you manage to extricate yourself by about 3 AM, and, to bolster your courage, you're drinking harder, but a minor miracle and tragedy happens at about 7AM- you drunk dial your girlfriend, and she wants you back. Now, of course, the relationship doesn't work out, and you end up breaking up in a screaming match three weeks later- but there's the memory of that one night, right? This record is the soundtrack to that memory.
Watching and Listening to Fests.
I know it's killing music. More than file sharing, more than Spotify, failing to actually go to gigs is killing music. However, I do go to at least 10 shows a year. That's not a huge number, I know, but if you do the math- generally speaking 100 miles on my car, 20 bucks for the ticket (on average) buying 50 bucks worth of merch at the show, sometimes missing work- those 10 shows are over a thousand dollars, and I can't say that I spend over a grand a year on my own musical equipment, you know?
So, yes, I'll watch Fests that stream over the internet, rather than spending 300 bucks or more on tickets, and 500 bucks on airfare/hotels/travel. I know that most of the bands that play these fests are mid level, just trying to make enough of a living so that they can pay off their mortgage. I know that they are relying upon ticket sales on these fests to get by, because album sales are doing nothing, Itunes and Spotify don't pay hardly at all, and even Hot Topic sells more Video game themed T shirts than music-related.
However- Perry Ferrell never offered to help pay the licensing fee on my radio station. Ice T never once even tried to promote my sound system company. Yet, that's exactly what they wanted from me. I picked those two because I had to pay Perry's management company for access to Lollapalooza artists, for promo bits on my struggling radio station, and I played Ice T's Body Count record on my sound system at live shows as a promo for his management. So, having worked the business, I gotta say they can go stuff the whining. I still feel for the bands out there slogging at it for beer money- the bands playing either 100+ club dates a year, only to find that DIY pays them less than Denny's, and the bands who just don't tour, because playing 7 or 8 gigs a year, locally, is about what they can handle with their day jobs- those bands will get my understanding, and my money a lot quicker- but the bands relying upon the big festivals so's they can afford a middle class lifestyle? I know them, and their kind a little too well to have much sympathy.
So, hells to the yeah, I have watched and listened to the free live streams for both Bumbershoot and Made in America, this weekend.
Some random takeaways:
1. Bumbershoot is old school in every way that counts. The majority of what I got from it was the streaming radio from KEXP . Seattle City Limits, anyone?
2. Made in America has totally become a Budweiser brand party. Budweiser is straight up cornflake soda tasting pisswater. That's really too bad. Jay Z should exercise a bit more curatorial power, right? Ever consider that maybe he's not exactly the "boss" he claims he is? Ever consider he's probably just a figurehead? Yeah, so why do you think anybody buys that?
3. As for the bands- one line for each of these:
Bumbershoot:
FIDLAR: they are the next Offspring.
Superchunk: much better live than the last record.
Baroness: missed 'em, and I am sad.
Bob Mould: While the joy is wearing thin, I still prefer well-adjusted Bob to the Bob of 1991, and he's forever St Bob in my mind.
Gary Numan: You're only allowed so many victory laps before you've got to win a new race.
The Breeders: Charles might be a cold and distant dude, but she left the Pixies twice for this???
Heart: Holy shit, they brought it.
Kendrick Lamar: missed this set, but caught the Made in America set. Meh.
Made In America:
Mord Fustang: Really? Brooklyn Hipsters?
Public Enemy: Old, and Fat, but there's a fire still there.
Phoenix: I don't get it. Sorry.
Fitz and the Tantrums: They brought it, but I didn't want it.
Wavves: Sloppy, and not in a good way.
Kendrick Lamar: Meh.
Macklemore & Ryan Lewis: It was a really good single.
QOTSA: Better set than Lollapalooza, but not excellent.
NIN: Trent is on steroids.
( a few extra lines on NIN: I think Trent even knows that the new LP is just to get product out there: two drummers on stage, and heavy on the early 1990's for the set list. Trent really must be on Steroids, though- he looks like Lyle Alzado with a hair cut. I can't wait for ten years from now when Trent does a testicular atrophy themed LP between liver treatments...)
So, yes, I'll watch Fests that stream over the internet, rather than spending 300 bucks or more on tickets, and 500 bucks on airfare/hotels/travel. I know that most of the bands that play these fests are mid level, just trying to make enough of a living so that they can pay off their mortgage. I know that they are relying upon ticket sales on these fests to get by, because album sales are doing nothing, Itunes and Spotify don't pay hardly at all, and even Hot Topic sells more Video game themed T shirts than music-related.
However- Perry Ferrell never offered to help pay the licensing fee on my radio station. Ice T never once even tried to promote my sound system company. Yet, that's exactly what they wanted from me. I picked those two because I had to pay Perry's management company for access to Lollapalooza artists, for promo bits on my struggling radio station, and I played Ice T's Body Count record on my sound system at live shows as a promo for his management. So, having worked the business, I gotta say they can go stuff the whining. I still feel for the bands out there slogging at it for beer money- the bands playing either 100+ club dates a year, only to find that DIY pays them less than Denny's, and the bands who just don't tour, because playing 7 or 8 gigs a year, locally, is about what they can handle with their day jobs- those bands will get my understanding, and my money a lot quicker- but the bands relying upon the big festivals so's they can afford a middle class lifestyle? I know them, and their kind a little too well to have much sympathy.
So, hells to the yeah, I have watched and listened to the free live streams for both Bumbershoot and Made in America, this weekend.
Some random takeaways:
1. Bumbershoot is old school in every way that counts. The majority of what I got from it was the streaming radio from KEXP . Seattle City Limits, anyone?
2. Made in America has totally become a Budweiser brand party. Budweiser is straight up cornflake soda tasting pisswater. That's really too bad. Jay Z should exercise a bit more curatorial power, right? Ever consider that maybe he's not exactly the "boss" he claims he is? Ever consider he's probably just a figurehead? Yeah, so why do you think anybody buys that?
3. As for the bands- one line for each of these:
Bumbershoot:
FIDLAR: they are the next Offspring.
Superchunk: much better live than the last record.
Baroness: missed 'em, and I am sad.
Bob Mould: While the joy is wearing thin, I still prefer well-adjusted Bob to the Bob of 1991, and he's forever St Bob in my mind.
Gary Numan: You're only allowed so many victory laps before you've got to win a new race.
The Breeders: Charles might be a cold and distant dude, but she left the Pixies twice for this???
Heart: Holy shit, they brought it.
Kendrick Lamar: missed this set, but caught the Made in America set. Meh.
Made In America:
Mord Fustang: Really? Brooklyn Hipsters?
Public Enemy: Old, and Fat, but there's a fire still there.
Phoenix: I don't get it. Sorry.
Fitz and the Tantrums: They brought it, but I didn't want it.
Wavves: Sloppy, and not in a good way.
Kendrick Lamar: Meh.
Macklemore & Ryan Lewis: It was a really good single.
QOTSA: Better set than Lollapalooza, but not excellent.
NIN: Trent is on steroids.
( a few extra lines on NIN: I think Trent even knows that the new LP is just to get product out there: two drummers on stage, and heavy on the early 1990's for the set list. Trent really must be on Steroids, though- he looks like Lyle Alzado with a hair cut. I can't wait for ten years from now when Trent does a testicular atrophy themed LP between liver treatments...)
Friday, August 30, 2013
Antidote
Just quickly, as an antidote to that last little bit of bile- I'm really looking forward to some upcoming releases- new Bloody Beetroots, new Paul McCartney ( really, I ain't kidding, what I've heard, I like) and new Red Fang, just off the top of my head. Should be a good fall....
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