The Blakes and the Saturday Knights are playing tonight at Easy Street in West Seattle. It's an after-hours show, which means there's a cover (unlike most in-stores) but alcohol will be served (unlike all in-stores).

Built to Spill play the last of three consecutive shows at the Showbox at the Market.

Band of Horses are playing FOR FREE at the Vera Project.

Now, go outside. Here's a little inspiration:

_{Photos by Morgan Keuler}

Kirby pretty much nailed the atmosphere and quality of last night's Built to Spill show. This is a band that does nothing on-stage but play music. They stand there in their oversized t-shirts and bald heads and bushy beards, motionless, and just play. And they're totally captivating.

Their swirling, layered guitar concertos are the kind of thing I could absorb forever. Thanks to the band's shlumpfy dress code and non-existent stage dynamics, there's a general sense casualness and comfort at a Built to Spill show that's priceless. Songs take a while to develop and once they reach a climax, stay there a minute--long enough for the audience to catch up from wherever they might've been. You can have a conversation about the music during a song and not fear missing its core. You can check in with the music when it strikes you--which turns out to be often, thanks to the band's stellar catalog of favorites. As part of the audience, you're spending time with your friends--every one of whom has seen the band at least once before--as much as you're spending time with the band. It's a very satisfying feeling.

Songs like "Car" and "Stop the Show" are ambient, palpable in their melodies, dense with sound. They also flaunt unforgettable hooks--several per song. There's a lot to tune into, should you decide to do so. And there's a lot to let breeze by you, if that's where you're at. And with three shows back to back, you're allowed to just wallow in that breeze, knowing there's more to come.

With Martsch et al, pyrotechnics, haircuts, and witty banter aren't necessary. They're confident enough in the songs and their musicianship that they don't have to provoke the audience. Their brilliance is there in the music, left for the listener to discover.

HOW WAS IT? is back, and if you're one of the seemingly hundreds of people I harassed when THESE guys played a concert at the Puyallup Fair, here's the video:

The band, though they're a bit older and wider, I mean WISER, sounded amazing. It was a perfect and excellent show. My favorite part of the night, however, was when I tried to convince a lady from the Seattle Chapter of the Red Hat Society that Devo (and men in general) should be allowed to join their 600,000 members-strong cult. I mean CLUB.

She didn't think I was very funny.

A new twist on an old Jake E. Lee guitar solo....

I must say, I admire the dedication of the person who lovingly synced it. Ridiculous. And Ozzy is spot on. Original HERE ... hm, not half bad either.

This week's Setlist is a great one. I mean it's always great, but this week's is even better because Devoirs plays a few songs for us live in the "studio" (it's not really a studio, it's just an office, but we like to pretend).

Devoirs is Chris Hong's solo project. He plays dark and worn acoustic songs "about concrete, urban invasive species, and literal and figurative consumption/compulsion." He's inspired by bands like Wire and Black Flag. He's playing the Vera Project October 10 (it's a free show) and Setlist is the only place you can here this exclusive recording.

You'll also hear songs by the Blakes, the Fleet Foxes, the Kindness Kind and more.

Click. Listen. Love.

We've already covered some options for the evening (the Blakes, Built to Spill, Brent Amaker), but if you feel like going to a show that doesn't star a band with a name that starts with the letter B, perhaps you should consider...

THE WEAKERTHANS, THE LAST TOWN CHORUS, JEREMY FISHER
(Neumo's) Growing old gracefully isn't easy, especially for anarcho-punk rockers. But John K. Samson (long ago a member of Fat Wreck Chords Propagandhi) has managed as much with the Weakerthans. Over the course of four albums, Samson has slowly sloughed off the punk rock to reveal thoughtful folk, frost-bitten country, and painfully smart pop (he's the kind of lyricist who will internally rhyme "dissemble" and "December" in a line about rush-hour traffic) that deals elegantly with the subjects of love, age, and fading idealism. Their latest, Reunion Tour, finds the band further mellowing—songs such as "Civil Twilight" and "Tournament of Hearts" are faint glimmers of the anxious energy still abundant on 1997's Fallow and 2000's Left and Leaving. But Samson's songwriting remains strong and poignant as ever, and there are some treats for fans, such as the Reconstruction Site sequel "Virtute the Cat Explains Her Departure." ERIC GRANDY

Dear KISS 106.1,

I propose that the song "Hot in Herre" by Nelly should, like white shoes, not be played after Labor Day (or whenever we get the last day of warm weather in September, whichever comes later). Playing it now, in October, just as 9 months of cold is starting to settle in on Seattle, is simply cruel. It's not going to be getting hot in herre (sic) for a very long time. We should be layering, not taking our clothes off. Please, please try to keep this gem in your rotation only between the months of, say, May and September. Thank you.

Sincerely,
Eric Grandy

PS. Ballet has new menus.

Britney Spears's new video, "Gimme More," has leaked and wow, people, it isn't pretty. I can't embed it here, so here's the synopsis: Blonde Britney talks to friends at a bar; she notices Brunette Britney, who strides over the the stripper pole in the middle of the room; she starts sort of vacantly circling the pole; Blonde Britney and friends smile; random guy appears in profile for a couple of frames; ass shots ensue. Britney famously broke down during the shooting of this video—reportedly sobbing, acting disoriented, and storming off the set—prompting Idolator to muse: "I've watched this clip four times now, and more and more it just looks like cutting-room-floor footage stitched together at the last minute in order to keep a flailing pop star's career alive." Ouch. The clip's available here. For the sake of your eyes, don't watch it.

Tonight after you've attended Hump! 3, fill free to get your drink on at the Solo Bar(200 Roy Street, Lower Queen Anne). Tonight is another installment of Club Cabana, Hump style. All night long DJ's H.M.A. (AKA Terry Miller) and I (TJ Gorton) will be playing sleazy cosmic italo and disco. The solo Bar is close walking distance from On the Boards, so don't miss out on all the after Hump! 3 screening affair.

And because it's Hump! 3 weekend, here is the perfect soundtrack for the evening - Prins Thomas' Re-edit of Tony Silvester's 1976 erotic disco classic "Pazuzu". As far as songs that were meant for the adult screen, there is no better.

Tony Silvester - Pazuzu (Prins Thomas Re-edit)

Tonight at the Tractor Tavern, it’s Brent Amaker & the Rodeo. They are fresh off of a tour to Berlin where they played the Popkomm Festival. They went over there, faced the bidet, and won. They are not “Sissy New Age Cowboys.” They sound like Johnny Cash and they’re proud of it. Come on down, and yell “Fuck yeah” out loud.

Also playing are the Valley and Shane Tutmarc & the Traveling Mercies - 9 pm, $7, 21+.

Here’s their video for “You’re No Good” directed by Black Daisy:

Wow. So far I've posted two things today and both of them were about bands I don' t like. That's lame, I don't wanna be a bratty and bitter cry-baby.

Here's something awesome:

It's so awesome, in fact, it's this week's Best Song Ever!

I'm a sucker for the optimistic fantasy metal (so much so that I even really liked Nelson's "After the Rain" when I was a kid... which I know isn't "metal," but when you're eight it is) and Dragonforce's "My Spirit Will Go On" caters to my strange guilty pleasure perfectly with fast-as-shit guitar solos that go on for minutes, and lyrics that contain all of the following key words and phrases required to make a fantasy metal song successful: Misery, death, demon, sanity, land of a thousand souls, carry on through the rain, memories of the slain, evil, point of no return, payment in blood, death is the destiny, power of the demon, horizon, war, wings of eagles, debauchery, and blade of death.

And check out the chrous:

In winds of torment forever more you will cry for just...

One more time to escape from all this madness
One more time to be set free from all this sadness
And one last time to be the one who understands
My soul and my spirit will go on, for all of eternity

If you can't appreciate this song, either genuinely or ironically, then you're a fool. I dare you to play drums that fast, I dare you to play guitar that fast, and I dare you to grow your hair that long. Dragonforce is the shit.

For as many times as I’ve seen Built to Spill (a lot), last night reinforced why I will continue to keep seeing them live. The band is impeccable - it seems Doug Martsch expends no effort at all to sing and play his songs flawlessly. The musicians are in perfect sync with each other, all five members dutifully performing their specific roles to fill the ideal rock and roll sound spectrum. Three guitars can be a burden if not properly calibrated, but Built to Spill have got it down to a science.

Thanks to an almost legendary catalogue, the band have their choice of how to mix and match their songs to fill three whole nights, of which I can safely assume they will play different sets each show. Thursday had a wide mix of tracks from all of their albums except Caustic Resin, slightly favoring You In Reverse while still only playing the best cuts off of it. When Martsch performed “Car” by himself, with only the bass coming in to back up the rhythm for the end solo, everyone chanted along the words in joyful camaraderie. My favorite selections were “Stop the Show”, “Traces,” “Stab,” and “Mess With Time.” They played a few tracks I didn’t recognize, so I’m guessing they were new.

They closed with “Carry the Zero,” which had everyone in my section chanting the lyrics and dancing in small circles. It was definitely the high point of the show, filling the whole room with great energy. It was amazing to look up and see all the people around me signing along at the top of their lungs with huge smiles on their faces. It seems this is all too rare an occurrence at shows I go to.

They chose to regale the audience with the “riff of the year” for their encore, playing “Conventional Wisdom” much to the delight of the music editor I was standing next to. The song has everything a great encore needs – a big riff, a catchy hook, and an epic jam. It was a fitting end to a great night of music. You have two more chances to get some Built to Spill up in your guts. If you’re on the fence, just do it. It feels good.

Meant to post this below with my other backwards masking post.

This is where he's at now.

Ack. Everything is so peach colored and awful! And what the hell is "STRONG MAN". Scared of that shit.

The person sitting in front of me on the bus had their music up really loud. Here's what they were listening to:

AC/DC "Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap"

Faith No More "Epic"

Lynyrd Skynyrd "Tuesday's Gone"

Jimi Hendrix "Voodoo Child"

So far so good, right? (Well, except I'm not too into that Faith No More song, but whatever.) Then this person had to ruin a perfectly good playlist with this:

I hate the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

When you've worked in used CD retail, you grow to hate crackheads the tribute album. It's up there with Mariah Carey's Glitter in the sold-back, collecting-dust echelon, and you always have to find some place to put the tower of Weezer tribute discs that even yuppie moms know better than to buy. "Sir, is this blue or green? I don't think it's blue or green."

But Stereogum's got it right on Drive XV--free download, ridiculously good contributors, out-of-the-blue inspiration. Automatic For The People gets the retreatment today, exactly fifteen years after its origi--FIFTEEN YEARS? Seems like yesterday that I was putting off my teenage grunge inauguration by listening to Automatic on repeat and reading old Spawn comic books. At this rate, the prostate exam'll be next week. Jesus.

Impressions are way too fresh, but here they are so far: The Wrens make "Nightswimming" sound like a Wrens song, which means it has a killer ending. I had no idea who Dappled Cities were until today, but I'm glad to have found them, as their twisted take on "Try Not To Breathe" is a true standout. Someone other than the Meat Puppets should've been trusted with "Everybody Hurts." Catfish Haven was the right band for "Monty Got A Raw Deal," its Americana-stomp and horn section blaring to give the song new life...too bad about lead singer George Hunter's weird attempt to mimic the dude from Days Of The New. Sheez, man.

Most impressively, Portland's Blitzen Trapper manages to make "Star Me Kitten" sound like modern-day, synth-obsessed REM...without sucking as much as modern-day, synth-obsessed REM! Quite a feat. Fans should keep the Drive XV page bookmarked, as Stereogum is touting the release of further covers in the coming weeks--hopefully a better take on "Everybody Hurts." Maybe even a YouTube video attached where everybody is trapped in Smart Cars? Just a thought.

Hopefully, yesterday's music downloading verdict will spark the long-overdue conversation that's less about reactionary posturing and the digging in of ideological heels (which is definitely happening) —and more about defining the music marketplace in a way that acknowledges the facts on the ground. (Those facts are these: CD sales are tanking; fans are growing up to expect music on-line; and musicians are putting it there.)

Over at Technology Liberation Front they're saying this:

But the far more important factor is the sheer number of people who want to be rock stars. Now that the bottleneck of CD production and distribution has been removed, any musician can reach an infinite number of fans at zero cost. As a result, more and more musicians will find it in their self-interest to voluntarily give music away for free as a means of building up their fan base. Over time, consumers will get used to music being free, and at some point music will be just like news and punditry are today: the vast majority will be free and ad-supported, with a small minority continuing to try to charge money.

Apologies if this has been posted here already, but how fucking stoked is everyone for this:

(Control debuts in Seattle on the 26th)

A lot of people seem to love the Blakes. KEXP loves 'em. Light in the Attic loves 'em. All the people that go to their shows and dance and drink and sing along love them, but I just don't like the Blakes. Here's my CD review of their new full-length, it'll explain everything:

THE BLAKES
The Blakes
(Light in the Attic)
**

The Blakes' new full-length starts out strong: A few fuzzy plucks on a guitar bleed into a sea of distortion, a steady shaker and a deep bass line dance together to make a simple but sexy beat, and the singer snarls complaints about loving an irresistible but impossible woman.

It's catchy, but it's been done. And just as the Blakes seem to hate to love the woman in the opening track "Two Times," I hate to love the Blakes.

The trio has been a blip on Seattle's radar for years, but their well-worn rock 'n' roll didn't get much attention until the release of their EP Little Whispers, which earned them heavy airplay on KEXP in 2006. In fact, KEXP's golden boy John Richards was so impressed with the band, he signed on as their comanager earlier this year. Richards continues to play the band on his morning show.

With that added (and potentially controversial) support, the Blakes inked a deal with Light in the Attic, the beloved local label that has built its reputation on uncovering rare gems of years past.

But Light in the Attic's solid-gold catalog only makes the Blakes' hollow revivalism all the more glaring. The band aim for classic in both sound and aesthetic—they've got the leather jackets, jeans, and moppy hair down to a tee—but musically, they're insubstantial.

After "Two Times," the guitar ditches the distortion for a glittery keyboard sound in "Don't Bother Me." The bass gets brighter, the drums get lighter, and the lyrics become power-pop poetry. "Magoo" is garage rock with fast twangs of guitar and tambourine, "Modern Man" is a Strokes rip-off (so, a copy of a copy), and "Lint Walk" is the token romantic song with Cure melodies.

The Blakes are good at what they do, but what they do is take cowardly stabs at a number of sounds. It's sure to appease the mass market—so, love 'em or hate 'em, the Blakes probably aren't going away anytime soon. MEGAN SELING

I feel so much better having said that.

I'm not going to flatter myself and think that my words will keep you from liking them, though, so should they be something you're into (and let's be honest, a lot of people are), the band's playing two shows tonight--the earlier all-ages one is at the Vera Project at 7:30 pm with the Saturday Knights, and the later 21+ show starts around 9:30 pm at the Crocodile.

In the final chapter of his book Backwards Masking Unmasked, called "My Song", Jacob Aranza describes how he became so virulently opposed to rock music. When read on the surface it has a charm that makes you think this young man was stuck in a bad school that needed to transform in some way; Jesus was apparently that way.

After describing how he got into rock music via his brothers and sisters (who dropped out of school) and drugs (he says, "Psychedelics were in and words like 'far out, heavy, solid, and wow' were in their prime. It seemed the whole world was taking acid, snorting THC, and dropping mescalin.") and the hippie lifestyle ("All the one-time flower children were so stoned that all they could see was flowers."), he talks about the school he went to.

From the book:

As if all this wasn't bad enough, they had just started integration in the schools. Because out school was 90-percent Mexican a lot of integration was to come its way.

By the time it was all over we ended up with a school that was 60 percent Mexican, 39 percent black and one percent white! Our school already had problems with drugs, sex and violence. All the integration did for our school was put the match to the fuse of a bomb thatwas already there.

We began to have race riots. All the blacks were running around saying, "We's (sic) want black power." The Mexicans were running around saying, "Hey dude, we want Chicano power." The whites were just running around saying, "We want OUT!"

While Aranza doesn't say which group he thinks he belongs to, I think it's fairly apparent he counts himself in with the whites.

Aranza goes on to tell how a preacher man came to the public school and converted 1000 of the 2500 students to christianity.

Our school turned into a rivival center! Instead of carrying knives and chains, they began to carry Bibles! You could see T-shirts throughout the classrooms that read "Read your Bible. It will scare the hell out of you!"

It's apparent that Aranza took that to heart. His whole way of writing and talking to people is all about scaring you to Jesus. Hardly a smooth sell. In my view, and memory, this might have brought you to the well for a drink, but didn't sustain you for very long.

As with all scare tactic campaigns, whether it be regarding drugs, sex, politics, or music. It always seems to backfire. Once you find out that the view that has been forced on you is a tad paranoid and unreal, to say the least, you often turn against it and experiment even harder.

In that way, I think I have Aranza to thank for pushing this shit so hard at me and my fellow schoolmates. I mean, seriously, if it wasn't for him it would have taken me a few more years ot find out about Iron Maiden, Led Zeppelin and the like. I probably wouldn't have gotten into listening to them at such an early stage, had I not wanted to rebel against everything that my school was trying to shove down my throat.

So, thank you Jacob Aranza for helping me to find all of "Satan's glory" in the rock music I listened to in the '80's and all the "secular" music I listen to today.

Already reported on Slog by Josh Feit, but what the hell. From Wired:

DULUTH, Minnesota -- Jammie Thomas, a single mother of two, was found liable Thursday for copyright infringement in the nation's first file-sharing case to go before a jury.

Twelve jurors here said the Minnesota woman must pay $9,250 for each of 24 shared songs that were the subject of the lawsuit, amounting to $222,000 in penalties.

They could have dinged her for up to $3.6 million in damages, or awarded as little as $18,000. She was found liable for infringing songs from bands such as Journey, Green Day, Aerosmith and others.

"This is what can happen if you don't settle," RIAA attorney Richard Gabriel told reporters outside the courthouse. "I think we have sent a message we are willing to go to trial."

Still, it's unlikely the RIAA's courtroom victory will translate into a financial windfall or stop piracy, which the industry claims costs it billions in lost sales. Despite the thousands of lawsuits -- the majority of them settling while others have been dismissed or are pending -- the RIAA's litigation war on internet piracy has neither dented illegal, peer-to-peer file sharing or put much fear in the hearts of music swappers.

Oops! I really did mean to post this earlier... chances are, though, you already know about this show because it's fucking Built to Spill. Besides, tonight is the first show of three, so if you miss this evening's performance because of my slackery (that's a word, right?), then you can go tomorrow or Saturday too.

BUILT TO SPILL, CAMPER VAN BEETHOVEN, THE DELUSIONS
(Showbox at the Market) I trust Built to Spill more than any other band. Their albums are consistently well executed and interesting despite the fact they've released seven of them. If Doug Martsch wanted to start writing tedious songs just because, he could and the band would still sell records and still fill the Showbox three fucking nights in a row. But the band hasn't gotten lazy over the years; they've gotten better. Their latest, You in Reverse, threatens to be their best yet. Assertive guitars noodle around in the eight-minute adventure "Goin' Against Your Mind," and the more alt-country tinged "Liar" possesses a calm, dreamy quality. "Conventional Wisdom" is a bright rock song and promises to sound fantastic live. Everything Built to Spill does sounds fantastic live, actually—even the inevitable ADD-mocking, 25-minute jam sessions that interrupt their hit-filled sets. Built to Spill really can do no wrong. MEGAN SELING

I almost feel like I have to post this news about the eldest Hanson brother almost dying just to keep things unpredictable:

ISAAC HANSON RECOVERING FROM SURGERY

Guitarist Isaac Hanson of the rock group Hanson, who was hospitalized followinga show in Dallax, TX Tuesday night, underwent successfull surgery today at Baylor University Medical Center for a form of Pulmonary Embolism known as Venous Thorasic Outlet Syndrome or "Paget-Schroeder Syndrom." The disease normally affects athletes whose upper body muscle development constricts the arteries from the heart and causes potentially fatal blood clots in the lungs.

The life-saving surgery was performed by Dr. Bradley Grimsley who was extremely satisfied with the results and expects Isaac to make a full and swift recovery.

Hanson's currently on tour. The tour should resume next week, they say.

Mmm... BOP!

Brooklyn Vegan reports today that Green River is reuniting to celebrate Sub Pop's 20th anniversary:

Sub Pop is celebrating their 20th anniversary in 2008, and not only are Mudhoney supposed to play the celebration they're setting up in Seattle, so are GREEN RIVER.

Mudhoney - 2007 Tour Dates
11/16/07 El Corazon. Seattle, WA Supported By: Zeke
11/30/07 Maxwell's. Hoboken, NJ
12/1/07 Williamsburg Music Hall. New York City, NY
12/2/07 The Bowery Ballroom. New York City, NY (Superfuzz Bigmuff plus Early Singles in its entirety)
7/??/08 "Sub Pop 20th Anniversary Concerts". Seattle, WA
Notes: Mudhoney will by playing one of the Sub Pop 20th Anniversary concerts, which as of now are planned for a weekend in July.

and so will Green River.

This past June I visited New York for the first time. While I was there I happened to stumble into a record store called Secondhand Rose, which at first impression I thought this store might have your usual selection of Beatles, Bob Dylan, Rolling Stones collectibles. I had some time to kill that day, therefore I thought I would browse for a few minutes and see if anything would catch my eye. Well, my first impression of this store couldn't have been more wrong. Yes they had the Beatles and Dylan records, but they also were the first record store I have every seen to have an "Italo Disco" section, along with enough Salsoul, Westend, and Unidisc 12-inches to make me literally shit myself. Not to mention this also was the store that I found my original copy of Manuel Göttsching's E2-E4(my all-time favorite record). I walked out of there with 12-inch singles and LP of artists like Giorgio Moroder, Kano, Double Exposure, Gino Soccio, Salsoul Orchestra, etc.

Another great record that I walked away with that day was Capricorn's 1980 12-inch single Maybe No/Pow Pow Pow. This was a project started by Claudio Simonetti of the early italo group Easy Going. And anytime you find a Capricorn record, you don't have to think to much to buy it. Their records are classics and extremely rare.

I definitely know that everytime I go to New York, I will definitely be putting some time aside to go browse for hidden gems at Secondhand Rose.

Capricorn - Pow Pow Pow

Something from Seattle that never wore flannel (probably):

I'm not sure if that helps or hurts things though...

A post about five-string basses.

A post about Chris Cornell.

A post about Brad.

A post about Nirvana.

What is this, 1992?

Says Punknews.org:

Nirvana's famous Unplugged performance is finally headed to DVD. Originally recorded on November 18th, 1993 and released on audio CD, the performance has remained unreleased in any video format since then. The DVD version is due out November 20, 2007 and will feature the unedited sixty-six-minute concert which featured Kurt Cobain, Dave Grohl, Krist Novoselic as well as touring guitarist Pat Smear and members of the Meat Puppets.

Finally. I love watching Nirvana Unplugged. I'd watch it whenever MTV would air it (which was fairly often, you know how they are about re-runs). I'm glad to see it's finally being released, as I still think it's one of the best Nirvana performances ever and I haven't seen it in years.

As for that Kurt doll pictured above, well you can buy that for $16.95 from www.rock-n-roll-action-figures.com

Sigh.

So this week on Setlist we ran a contest where you won three great local cds (Bronze Fawn's Lumber, The Lonely Forests Nuclear Winter, and the new self-titled Thieves of Kailua). In order to enter, you had to send us a link to a music-related YouTube video. Here's the winner. It's kind of creepy. . .

And yes, that was Danzig. The guy playing his electric bass as a stand-up really makes it work for me, but of course you can never go wrong with that dimpled chin of his.

Just announced: Brad is re-uniting with most of its original lineup to play a pair of shows, one in New York on October 17 and another in Seattle on October 19. Singer Shawn Smith, guitarist Stone Gossard, and drummer Regan Hagar of the original band will be joined by Mike Berg filling in on bass.

The shows will benefit the Huntington’s Disease Society of America (HDSA), an organization Gossard has close ties to.

I wasn't in Seattle in 1993 for Brad's first go-round. Is this show something people are excited for? Is there a demand for a Brad comeback?

Two lines in the press release announcement for the show bother me:

The rich landscape of Seattle’s oft-cited and frequently misunderstood emerging music scene, circa 1993, provided a fertile ground for Brad’s soulful and funk-tinged rock to take root.

and

Fans can expect a family affair at this show, which will take place in the heart of the city’s still-thriving music community at Neumo’s, located at 925 E. Pike Street.

Do we have to convince anyone that Seattle's music scene is "still thriving?" Doesn't the reunion of a 15-year old band suggest otherwise?

Words and pictures by Morgan Keuler

Chris Cornell and his band got the Paramount crowd standing throughout the venue with the trio of "Outshined," "Show Me How To Live," and "Hungerstrike." There was no Eddie Vedder duet on the latter, but Cornell made it a family affair by bringing his kids out on the stage and singing with them instead.

Cornell looked more Dylan-esque than ever, and just as relaxed. For reasons lost on me, perhaps to "silence the voices," he walked on stage with a broom and garbage collector in hand and proceeded to mime sweeping the stage.

He hit the high notes on "Hungerstrike" and other vocally intense tracks, but was understandably a little less fierce than decades past. Still damn good for 20+ years of hammering on the vocal chords. Recently quitting smoking and drinking seems to have helped clean up some of his more gravelly vocals from recent Audioslave work.

The backing band certainly wasn't Cameron, Shepherd, and Thayil or Morello, Commerford, and Wilk, but they capably backed Cornell and did justice to the catalog of music he's been a part of. After thanking them for playing, Cornell even went as far to say he wouldn't be on the road again if it weren't for these musicians.

Cornell didn't play guitar at all except for an extended mid set acoustic serenade, that included his cover of "Billie Jean," the rarity "Call Me A Dog," and ended on "Like A Stone" with the crowd singing the final chorus, for which he was very appreciative and complimentary.

He told the audience "Black Hole Sun" was "written coming home late at night on 405," a story he said was only for Seattle since we'd understand what it meant. "Jesus Christ Pose" ended the main set and during the extended jam Cornell's brother Peter came out and did a few licks, then the band threw into a brief "Whole Lotta Love" cover.

For the solid encore of "Burden In My Hand," "Seasons," "Say Hello To Heaven," and "Slaves and Bulldozers," Cornell came out sans shirt to the rapturous applause of the ladies in the crowd. And I have to say, the guy is probably in even better shape than his famed no shirt days of SG.

Before the show, I was worried it was going to be a glorified, greatest hits sing-a-long--and it was. But it was great. While it wasn't the highly rumored Soundgarden reunion, at just short of two and a half hours, it was an awesome Chris Cornell-apalooza.

This is my favorite The Who album right now.

With an album cover that flashes back to Tommy (this time the wizard plays video games) and heavy usage of synths throughout, It's Hard has never really been very popular.

But then if you just listen to the few great songs on the album, "Athena" and "Eminence Front", it's all made up to you.

"Athena" was originally named Theresa after Theresa Russel, but they changed it at the last moment.

"Eminence Front" is just the best song (I know, this is totally debatable...) in the second half of The Who's career. It's starts off so mellow that after 5 minutes and Townsend wailing "Come. And. Join. The. Party. Dressed. To. Kill." Your amped for another listen through. This song kills me everytime.

Here they are in the Seattle Kingdome circa 1982 performing "Eminence Front".

It's official! The biggest local hiphop show will happen at Neumo's between December 18th and 22nd. The mad extravagance, which is called Blue Scholars present The Program, will feature the very best in Seattle hiphop, and has Mass Line, KEXP, and The Stranger as the cause of its curious existence.

The Program, curated by the Blue Scholars, represents the peak of a new movement of local hiphop that began in 2005 (or 2004, if you want to be accurate) and is currently expanding like something furious at the corner of the known universe.

The schedule:

Tue 18 - Blue Scholars, Unexpected Arrival, Siren's Echo :: DJ DV-One (ALL AGES)

Wed 19 - Blue Scholars, Common Market, D. Black, Can-U :: DJ Vitamin D (ALL AGES)

Thursday 20 - Blue Scholars, Saturday Knights, Khingz Makoma (of Abyssinian Creole), Grynch :: DJ B-Mello (ALL AGES)

Friday 21 - Blue Scholars, Dyme Def, J. Pinder, GMK :: DJ Jake One (ALL AGES)

Saturday 22 - Blue Scholars, Grayskul, Cancer Rising, The Physics :: DJ BlessOne (21+)

On Monday, October 8th there will be a limited presale with the password of STRANGER. General public onsale starts October 12th at 10:00 a.m. at TicketsWest.com.)

(Neumo's :: 925 E Pike, Seattle WA :: 8:00 pm Doors :: Advance Tickets $15)

As I said yesterday, I found this crazy book in my music book collection. It's hilarious, full of weird, anti-satan paranoid ranting. Even though the book is called Backwards Masking Unmasked it has barely anything to do with backwards masking.

It did have plenty to say about bands that were Satanic, though, and that's where the fun comes in.

Iron Maiden

This group's latest album is titled The Number Of The Beast. With songs like "Invaders" and "Children Of The Damned" it makes one wonder as to what this band's appeal is.

"Maiden is far from a band of devil worshippers, although certain experiences they had while recording their latest album have taught them to respect the power of the occult" said one of the members of the group. "There were a lot of strange things going on while we were recording this record," he added. "In our new stage show, Eddie (the rottingcorpse that serves as the band's mascot) comes on stage to do battle with the devil and I can tell you that Eddie kicks ---. It's Maiden's way of showing that rock and roll can overcome anything"

When asked if they were using the occult and horror as a drawing card for the band, bassist Steve Harris replied, "I dunno about the occult because lemme make this clear... we're not 'into' the occult in the way that some other bands might be. I mean we don't go around casting spells or indulging in it."

The Iron Maiden's album The Number Of The Beast is heavy into the black theme of the devil.

Ozzy Osbourne

As Black Sabbath's frontman until 1979, Osbourne was one of the first rock singers to link an image of satanic power with the gut-wrenching kick of the music he performs.

Since being on his own he has released two albums. One The Blizzard Of Ozz and his latest Diary Of A Madman.

On one of his albums he has a song titled "Mr. Crowley" referring to Aleister Crowley, the late satanist who reportedly had human sacrifices in his home.

Osbourne claims he was compelled to see the movie "The Exorcist" 26 times.

Osbourne was quoted as saying, "I don't know if I'm a medium for some outside force or not. Frankly, whatever it is I hope it's not what I think it is, Satan."

Osbourne also said in a recent interview, "No matter what you do, you've got to admit that there are certain minority groups in America that always want to screw things up for other people - always want to stop people from enjoying themselves. And the thing is they can't because rock and roll is a religion in itself. What's wrong with it?"

Osbourne recieved precautionary treatment for rabies after biting off the head of a bat at a recent concert.

He was commtted to a London sanitarium for, according to his exasperated manager, "taking all his clothes off in a record company board meeting...".

Bonus!

Fleetwood Mac

Many times Stevie Nicks has been known to dedicate songs to "all the witches of the world."

Stevie added in a later interview, "All these relationships between us are so close and they were so heavy, even in the beginning, that it's easy for me to think that we were together before in another life."

Rumours may be the hit album for Fleetwood Mac, but it is no rumor that this group is indulging in the occult; it is the bare facts.

The Police

The Police is the new hit sensation from England. With their newly proclaimed "sex symbol" bassist Sting, they have become one of the many uprising new groups from overseas.

They already have one song which refers to the Eastern religion Zen. My caution about this group is simple and practicle: watch out for The Police!

Tomorrow: Who the hell does Jacob Aranza think he is?

Bass is the law of music. Bass lays it down and holds it down. There are 4 string and 5 string varieties. If you are Dave Schools from Widespread Panic, you play a 6 string.

Today we have bassists, Camilo Estrada and Sugar McGuinn talking about the 4 string vs. the 5 string. I mean really, is the 5th string necessary?

Sugar plays in Brent Amaker & the Rodeo – See story in Stranger print. (Also hear Sugar in the Drop, Dolour, Kristen Ward, and the Fighting Machinists.) Sugar says:

You don’t need the 5th string, but I'm not against them. I've played lots of 5 strings in my day. For country western music though, what you need is a stand-up bass (4 strings). For Brent Amaker and the Rodeo, we wanted that stand-up sound, but we didn’t want to labeled as rockabilly. So I play a bass that’s worn around my shoulder and I modified it to sound like a stand-up.

One is a ’78 Fender P-Bass with a maple fret board. The other is a ’62 Burns Bison Bass with a rosewood fret board. It’s a Buffalo Bass. The strings are nylon tape wound. They have a center steel core. They are dipped in nylon and wound with nylon.

I took a big chunk of closed cell foam and wedged it under the strings near the bridge. It deadens the sound and mutes the strings. You get percussive qualities and an ultra low sonic register. It sounds like a stand up, but it looks like ROCK.

Camilo is from a more funk and jazz school. In fact he’s in school, for music, at Cornish. He’s probably practicing some ridiculous scale right now. (Hear Camilo in Gabriel Teodros, Blue Scholars, Big World Breaks, and Red Eye Flight.)

Camilo plays a 5 string Warwick Corvette and says:

The 5th string is not essential. It really only gives you five extra notes. The advantage of a 5 string is that on longer runs, you don’t have to go up and down the neck. You can just go down to the 5th string. It also saves you time if you want to tune down.

The beginning of Rage Against the Machine’s “Bulls on Parade”, that’s probably a 5 string. I think he’s playing a drop D.

Basically, I love everything Craig Finn does. Before he was the frontman for the Hold Steady, Finn was in a Minneapolis band called Lifter/Puller. They were really amazing. And as much as I love the Hold Steady's latest record Boys & Girls in America, I love Lifter Puller's Fiestas + Fiascos even a little bit more.

The record tells a story about this guy, Nightclub Dwight, who gets wrapped up in a lot of drugs, sex, and other shady temptations of the night life. He opens a club called the Nice Nice, he pisses off the wrong people, and those wrong people set out to get him. It's a great story, a great sound record, and Finn's lyrics are really smart and interesting.

Nightclub Dwight can take a negative vibe and then infuse it with the positive youth
Nightclub Dwight can take a little white lie and confuse it with a meaningless truth
One night Dwight he got a little bit toothy, now they all call him the Good Doctor Tooth
One night Dwight got all goofy on the roofies, now they all call him the Fiddler on the Roof

Well I just got off the phone with Finn. We talked about his favorite writers, what he was like as a teenager, the novel he's working on, and of course his current band, the Hold Steady. There will be more on all that in the future. What I'm most excited about right now is that I finally got to ask him a question I've been wanting to ask him for years. I always wondered, if Fiestas + Fiascos was made into a movie (as I always felt it should be), who would play Nightclub Dwight?

His response?

"Maybe Christopher Walken. Yeah, someone creepy and old, I think. And gay. Creepy, old, and gay. Christopher Walken would be the most... or Steven Buscemi maybe? Something like that. And I don't know his name, but if anyone was playing me I would want that guy who played Cameron in Ferris Bueller's Day Off."

Another free Band of Horses show has been announced, this one at the Vera Project on Saturday, October 6 at 6:30 pm. They also play a free instore at the Queen Anne Easy Street on Monday, October 8 at 11 pm.

For anybody that can't make it out to these shows, they play Letterman on October 18.

Terry Miller just called to inform us that Kool & the Gang are playing the grand opening of the downtown Sheraton from 11:30 am-1:00 pm.

Hurry! It's starting right now!

Two stories that fell through Line Out's cracks this week, both concerning the tricky business of sampling:

First, there's the new Wu Tang Clan track, "The Heart Gently Weeps" (available at Oh Word), which seems to boast a historic sample of the Beatles' "While My Guitar Gently Weeps." The Beatles have never cleared a sample for legal use before, and early press about this song painted it as a historic first. But, as Idolator pointed out yesterday, it's not really a sample. It's an interpolation, or a recreation of that guitar part, performed by George Harrison's son, Dhani. 8 Diagrams' release date has been pushed back from its slated November date to Dec 4th; the delay, according to the Clan is "due to the magnitude of the sample and the History being made." But, yeah, not technically a sample. Maybe still history.

Then, there's this little gem, which you may have seen on Slog (and everywhere else* on the internet) this week:

*Well, not really everywhere, since NBC had to remove the video from their official website. Why? Because that piano loop is an unauthorized sample of Aphex Twin (aka "the fifth Beatle")'s "Avril 14th" from his album Drukqs:

From the latter video's comments:

i'm glad SNL used this song otherwise i would have never found such a warm, moving song.

When I was a kid growing up in Spokane in the '70's and '80's I went to a very conservative christian school. On a routine basis we were taken on field trips to listen to speakers at different church conferences on all sorts of topics. This guy, Jacob Aranza, was the speaker at one of those conferences. I don't know how I got this book. Whether it was given to me at his speech (which was a multi-media affair with slides of offending album covers and everything!) or bought for me by a relative, but today I'm going to share some of it with you. Warning: This shit is CRAZY!

Alan Parsons Project

This group has an album called Pyramid. On the front cover ther is a picture of pyramid power which causes an out-of-the-body experience. The witchcraft overtones of pyramid power are carefully spelled out in the lyrics which say: "There are pyramids in my head. There's one under my bed. All you really need is a pytamid a just a little bit of luck I had read somewhere in a book and it's no lie, all you really need is a little bit of pyramidic help."

Allen Parsons Project also has an album entitled Eve. The album's front cover reveals two ladies faces behind veils. If you take a close look you can see that both ladies have sores and warts on their faces.

One state's venereal disease investigator looked at the warts and sores on the faces in the picture and concluded that the ladies in the picture were suffering from secondary syphilis.

How many young people listening to Eve fully realize that the theme of the album is VD?

Hall N' Oates

Daryl Hall is a follower of Aleister Crowley and an admitted initiate of magic. He claims his song "Winged Bull" is dedicated to the ancient Celtic (witchcraft) religion.

Daryl openly admits to being involved with witchcraft.

Expressing his view on sex he said, "The idea of sex with a man doesn't turn me off. I had lots of strange experiences with older boys between when I was four and fourteen." Hall N' Oates may seem very wholesome at first glance, but a further look into their lives shows them to be anything but wholesome.

Judas Priest

The English group's promotional material says that their new album Sin After Sin is selling sin or has sin for sale.

"Judas Priest, a new group from the industrial heartland of England is selling sin on their new album. Their new album is called Sin After Sin, but don't worry you will still be saved," the promotional piece says.

Of course the message of the album is that a person can live the way he wants to and still get by with it, still be saved.

Ted Nuggent

In an interview with Scott Cohen in Circus Magazine Ted Nuggent said, "...killed a raccoon, scraped it off the pavement, brought it whome with me, skinned it boiled it and ate it." Circus Magazine reported that 12 people died in a riot after a performance in South Carolina.

Ted Nuggent's performances are more than an act. His perverted songs come from a perverted life-style.

Tommorrow: Ozzy and Maiden.

Up for grabs: A pair of tickets to see Swedish crooner Jose Gonzales with our very own Tiny Vipers at the Showbox on Sunday, October 7.

To win, answer correctly the following three questions:

1. Justin Warfield of She Wants Revenge is cousin to what hiphop icon?
2. Built to Spill's latest 12" single features a cover of what roots reggae band?
3 . What band did the Weakerthans lead singer John K. Samson used to play bass in?

(Answers are all available in this week's Stranger.)

Email your answers to music@thestranger.com no later than 3 p.m. Friday, October 5. Good luck!

Raymond Raposa has always teetered on the edge of the freak folk movement, and for a genre meant for music's outsiders, that's saying something. So what is it that has kept Raposa's ever-changing musical concern, Castanets, from securing the growing cult fanbases of similar acousti-weird acts like Devendra Banhart and Peter & The Wolf? He's not lacking in anything weird or musically compelling; if anything, Raposa takes a haunting, colder turn compared to the warmer, livelier sounds of the genre's hippies and miscreants. Admittedly, that's my preferred take on modern folk music, and his first record, Cathedral, delivered that with a shack-parlor vibe that went in all directions, from country-tinged folk to echo-heavy dub.

The cold mood remains on Castanets' latest album, In The Vines, but it returns in a much more refined and focused form. Gone are percussion-crazy old songs like "You Are The Blood," which sounded like Raposa handed spoons to a room full of stoners and asked them to beat them against the wall. Instead, the sense of musical isolation is only stronger on spare meanderings like "Sway," whose acoustic repetition and lack of full band puts more focus on Raposa's battles with temptation: "Lightning in the leap / There's lightning in the leap / The sin of something dangerous, something sweet."

At times, the album seems like Raposa's attempt at honoring Dylan, what with his increasingly nasal vocals and more blues-appreciative songwriting. To bust up that theory, Raposa hides the six-minute "Three Months Paid" toward the end of the runtime. Though it might seem like a Mazzy Star-ish snoozer at first, the lingering pedal steel tones, white noise and Raposa's hushed treatise about unattainable love--"So we'll sail north, south, east and west / Just there over the sail and over the nails"--eventually reveal themselves as an unforgettable tribute to the latter day works of Kevin Shields. It's certainly Raposa's warmest song to date--not lively, certainly, but the hopeless romanticism is an interesting change of pace, proving that this great American songwriter probably has many more surprises to come in his still-young career.

From today's P-I comes the fascinating story of all the great changes to the new Zune! (btw. Zoon or Zoo-knee?)

Two Smaller Models! (iPod Nano wannabes)

An 80 gig player! (For the same price as the 80 gig iPod)

Synching of Zune through wireless at home! (Though the iPod touch and iPhone do it from anywhere)

New better clickwheel! (Though Microsoft prefers to call it a "hybrid button")

The Zune is removing the 3 day limitation on downloads from friends! (But the 3 play rule still stands)

There's other stuff that I don't quite understand, but I'm still not biting. Especially since it's only a year and 9 months until the iPhone opens up and they release an 80 gig version of it. (Come on, you know you'd buy a phone that surfed the internet, played videos and held most of your music collection....)

Microsoft's goal? To be #2.

Will you bite?

The Best American Nonrequired Reading comes out next week, edited by Dave Eggers and introduced by Sufjan Setvens, complete with Carson Ellis "Decemberists" cover art. The book compiles “fiction, nonfiction, alternative comics, screenplays, blogs, and anything else,” including several humorous “Best American” lists, one of which is “Best American New Band Names.” Reading through the list the first thing I noticed was that the majority of these bands had been around for several years (Kind of Like Spitting...like, over a decade), but then a particular name caught my eye: Rock Votolato. Bummer. Almost a sweet compliment.

From flipping through the stories and reading Eggers' introduction the book seems great. There's a high school commencement speech Conan O’Brien gave that had me actually laughing out loud.

[I]f I hadn’t allowed myself to experiment and risk doing something without a clear career payoff, I would have missed out on so much. I would never have written for Saturday Night Live. I wouldn’t have performed onstage in Chicago in a diaper in 1988. I never would have spent hours crafting the Homer Simpson line “The bee bit my bottom and now my bottom is big.”

Before I picked it up I was looking through a book of poetry we were sent and I found myself thinking, “Wow, I think I might hate poetry.” I studied poetry in college, but realized looking at this particular collection that I have read virtually none since I graduated a couple years ago. The more I thought about it, the more I got to thinking that I do hate poetry now, that there wasn’t a poem I had read that did anything for me in a long, long time. Then I read a poem Eggers included in his introduction, written by Greg Ames:

Bathing Ed Asner

I snatched the rubber duck
from his hairy, wet fist
and in a cruel voice
instructed him to quit
fooling and to sit down
dammit in the tub.

“But I didn’t ask for your help,”
Asner whined, sulked and slapped
the murky water with his puckered palms.

“Well, that’s pretty much beside
the point, isn’t it?” I said.
“I’m here, helping you, so stop
making trouble for me, Lou Grant.”

“Don’t call me that!” he said.

“Well, then, lift up your arms,”
I whispered in his ear,
“and let’s swab out those pits.”

Whew. I don’t hate poetry after all.

And to win 'em, all you have to do is listen to this week's Setlist!

Here's who you'll hear:
Born Anchors
A Gun that Shoots Knives
Host
Bronze Fawn
The Lonely Forest
“Awesome”
Mono in VCF
Partman Parthorse

And here's the three-pack of records you can win:

Bronze Fawn Lumber
Thieves of Kailua Thieves of Kailua
The Lonely Forest Nuclear Winter

You have to listen to find out how to enter, so get clickin'.

Some songs never get played live.

The song may not fit into the live show or it might be too difficult to perform. The song could be purely a studio creation and the band feels it doesn’t translate to the stage.

Or maybe you are Led Zeppelin and the band has ended so you release a posthumous collection of out-takes called Coda.

Or maybe you’re the Beatles and you’re too big to tour. It’s a shame. Crowds miss out when a band doesn’t play one of their great songs live.

Did the Beatles ever play “Paperback Writer” live? It would have ruled to see and hear that song live.

“Poor Tom” off Zeppelin’s Coda is another song sentenced to life on an album. Page’s acoustic schemes and Plant’s eerie rant about “Anything that you can hide from Tom” should have been played live. Bonham’s snare shuffle and kick drum trip-hammer should also have a filled a live hall. I mean, he’s basically flying a helicopter from the drums.

But no, Bonham had to go and drink 4 quadruple shots of vodka and asphyxiate himself to death on vomit in his sleep. Talk about not drinking responsibly. 16 shots? Damn, dude.

Any songs you're sorry never get played live?

Petra Haden (of Rentals and that dog. fame), who performs tonight at the Triple Door with Greg Dulli as part of the Vera Project's A Drink For the Kids benefit, recorded an a capella version of that Who album, called, appropriately, Petra Haden Sings the Who Sell Out. This is what her album's cover looks like (her Daltrey's better than her Townshend):

To everyone who believes that rumor: I have a bridge I'd like to sell you.

"This album cover is the only thing I like about the Who."

Personally, I really like the Who. But if there is one thing to love about the band, I concur that The Who Sell Out cover is a really good reason.

And maybe this:

Today's your lucky day.

Cheers to Radiohead indeed.

But how many of you are planning on paying for the new Radiohead album? And if you are going to offer up some cash, how much?

(You can leave your why/why not explanation, if you'd like, in the comments.)

DAY ONE

BREE: I'm so stoked that we are taking our first tour down the west coast, especially because I'm a sham of a bass player. Our drummer Lelah bought a $600 van on Craigslist for touring, but two days before we leave a forklift from the construction site next door knocks out the back window. They avoid our calls and threats about fixing it, so we duct tape a corkboard to it. Its really cold and windy to sit next to. Another thing to worry about is Eric is still on probation for a stupid drug felony he g