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Saturday, July 5, 2008

Also Tonight: Confession

posted by on July 5 at 8:47 PM

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Sorry for the late notice, but if you’re looking for something else to do tonight, get thee to Confession at Chapel, tonight featuring Mad Rad and LA’s Them Jeans. To prepare, check out this recent DJ mix from Them Jeans at XLR8R.

Tonight in Music

posted by on July 5 at 12:18 PM

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Big Business, Akimbo, Coconut Coolouts

(El Corazón) The bass guitar—what a phenomenal instrument. Decades of singer-songwriters and cock rockers have celebrated and overindulged on the six string, but how many bands have the balls to fully embrace the bass and all of its rumbling glory? Tonight, you have two bands that completely own the majestic thunderbroom. If Jon Weisnewski’s low-end pillaging as one-third of Akimbo doesn’t fully cement the bass guitar’s rightful position as a lead instrument, then Big Business will certainly seal the deal. Jared Warren’s wall of amps and mammoth bass riffs are the primary force in the Big Biz arsenal, and there’s no denying their pant-shaking, heart-disrupting force. Forget all that high-end treble nonsense and get down with bass. Brian Cook

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The Long Winters, the Cops, BOAT

(Showbox at the Market) It’s been over a year since the Long Winters have played a proper headlining show in their hometown, and indeed this is your only chance to catch the clever pop band as they make ready to record their fourth LP, which, according to lead singer/songwriter John Roderick will be “another groundbreaking indie-rock album, perhaps an era-defining masterpiece,” just like the first three. Roderick has been “deep in talks” with highly respected local producer John Goodmanson (Sleater-Kinney, Blonde Redhead, countless others), which is never bad news. Live, the sole prediction one can make about a Long Winters show is that something fucked up usually happens during their set of brilliant lyrics, legendary banter, and songs that veer from head-nodding fun to weepy ballads. There will also be facial hair. Matt Garman

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Change vs. Comfort is releasing their debut full-length Tornado With a Halo tonight at the Blue Moon. Joining them will be the Fripp-loving Wah Wah Exit Wound and Mongrel Architect, who will be performing an instrumental medley/tribute of the Mars Volta.

For more of tonight’s shows like Aqueduct, Tilly and the Wall, and Sam Russell & the Harborrats check out this week’s Up & Comings.


Friday, July 4, 2008

Happy Birthday, America

posted by on July 4 at 3:55 PM

Let the mighty eagle soar.


Thursday, July 3, 2008

Farm Pasture Shindig on Bainbridge

posted by on July 3 at 10:06 PM

bainbridge.jpgThere’s a 2-day Farm Pasture Shindig on Bainbridge Island this Saturday and Sunday - July 5th and 6th.

They need amps, a drum kit, and P.A. They will provide the BBQ, Beer, and etc.

John Foss writes:

Come to Braindamage Island. We are going to bring the gear over in as few vehicles as possible. A bus will pick-up walk on passengers at the Ferry Terminal in Winslow. Walk-on ferry fare is $8 bucks on the way over, and free on the way back, all the rest of the Mini-Woodstock is free———-Camping, etc.

This is going to be unbridled rock-n-roll in its natural state.

Massive Psychedelic Improvisational Rock and Roll.

Email John at ballardblarg (at) yahoo (dot) com to take part or be part.

Bainbridge also = Big Babied Grin.

Denied: Boy George, Boy George O’Dowd

posted by on July 3 at 9:37 PM

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Boy George’s name is George O’Dowd.

Culture Club was going to do a summer tour, but Boy O’Dowd was denied a visa. Another visa denial.

There was going to be a free show too as part of the New York City Department of Sanitation’s Family Day in August where Boy O’Dowd worked doing court-ordered community service from his drug case. But no.

B. George can’t get a visa because he’s facing trial in London. Apparently a model accused him of false imprisonment. Something about chaining the model up and threatening him.

If you’re Boy George, you should frikking be able to chain people up if you want.

Story from CNN.

Future Conditional - We Don’t Just Disappear

posted by on July 3 at 5:00 PM

Bobby Wratten has just entered my top 5 songwriters list. Other four to be named at a later date. I’ve just started listening to some of his output as The Field Mice, Northern Picture Library and Trembling Blue Stars. Since my two favorite bands are The Smiths and New Order, I find it odd that The Field Mice were never recommended to me by either a smarty pants record store clerk or one of my friends. As a fan of Saint Etienne, I was aware of The Field Mice but hadn’t explored them beyond their original take of Lets Kiss and Make Up. I originally heard it on the Rough Trade bailout compilation A Historical Debt but preferred the St. Etienne version and didn’t bother exploring further. I recently acquired their double disc retrospective, Where’d You Learn To Kiss That Way through illegal means. I couldn’t stop listening to it for days. All 36 tracks sound like i’ve known them all my life. Instant classic. An obsession was born. I’ve since spent just under $100 buying Field Mice and Northern Picture Library CD’s around town. I’ve decided Bobby Wratten is a musical genius who’s songs are laced with equal parts wit and sadness. Actually, maybe it’s closer to 70/30 sadness/wit but that’s my preferred split anyway. I very recently purchased a 2007 album by a Piano Magic alias called Future Conditional that features members of The Wake and Nouvelle Vague as well as Bobby Wratten. The album reminds me of Wasps’ Nest by the 6ths but more electro-pop than jangle. I’m just getting into it but I can tell this is going to get multiple spins. Today has been all about the title track, We Don’t Just Disappear. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

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Future Conditional review via brainwashed.com


Update: Found this on the Future Conditional MySpace page. I think it explains my interest in We Don’t Just Disappear.

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Joy Division Singer’s Headstone Stolen

posted by on July 3 at 1:11 PM

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From the BBC:

Cheshire Police said the memorial stone was taken from where he is buried in Macclesfield Cemetery.

Officers are appealing for anyone with information on its whereabouts to contact them.

Detectives said the kerbstone, which has the inscription “Ian Curtis 18 - 5 - 80” and the words “Love Will Tear Us Apart” was taken sometime between Tuesday afternoon and Wednesday morning.

A police spokesman said: “There is no CCTV in the area and there are no apparent leads as to who is responsible for the theft.

“This is a very unusual theft and I am confident that someone locally will have knowledge about who is responsible or where the memorial stone is at present.”

“Someone’s gone to a great deal of trouble to remove the memorial stone and I hope our appeal will help return it as soon as possible.”

Leak of the Week: Nas

posted by on July 3 at 12:33 PM

YouTube does the work for me by hosting Nas’ “Sly Fox,” one of the best singles off his new “self-titled” record (formerly known as Nigger).

It’s one of many examples on the record where Nas raises his aim beyond intra-hip-hop beefs, though the thing that impresses me most on that track is Nas understanding his place in the world of corporation-owned media: “Bringin’ up my criminal possession charges with a pistol / I use Viacom as my firearm … who do you rely upon?”

—and it gets even heavier on “We’re Not Alone,” which kills with lines like this:

I used to worship a certain queen’s police murderer / til I read the words of Ivan Van Sertima / he inserted something in me that made me feel worthier / now I spit revolution, I’m his hood interpreter

A few days ago, I talked to a friend who tried separating popular hip-hop with what he believes is the “real” stuff; underground, non-mainstream DJ and rap material. I replied that the reason many people aren’t interested in that distinction is because of how hip-hop superstardom is different. KISS, Black Sabbath, even Marilyn Manson—those artists, as maligned as they all were in their prime by alarmists, were seen as outlandish, relatively inauthentic showmen, or at least a wild extreme. But it’s amazing how many kids discover the “African-American experience” through hip-hop, where authenticity is often presumed. Most people who pay any attention know that’s bullshit, whether a rapper is renting necklaces and hot cars for a video or coming up from the suburbs and naming himself Dr. Dre. But the presentation and marketing of hip-hop has been consistent since NWA’s rise—shit’s real, son. Is it? Nah, and the “positive” hip-hop backlash that occasionally bubbles up from the mainstream can come off just as phony, cast off by the authenticity-craving community as too weak. That’s incorrect most of the time, but the market speaks.

I say this because what I get from this Nas record—at least compared to his mainstream peers—is a pretty good split of the difference. Here, Nas’ educated perspective on the stasis of African-American influence is presented with fire, with hunger, with a desire to fight and take shots and cast himself, yet again, as hip-hop’s martyr. Only this time, he’s not concerning himself so much with mere beefs; no obvious attacks against folks like Kanye. He takes on his own record label. He takes on Rupert Murdoch. He takes on the concept that all Americans, “all ethnicities, colors and creeds, [are] niggers, blind to what’s really going on.”

Nas hasn’t exactly been a coke-slinging, gang-banging artist on past records, so I don’t point out his fiery perspective as if he’s turned a new leaf. More so because he wanted so badly to title this record Nigger, and his desire to explore that word and its impact informs pretty much this disc’s entirety. Nas’ heightened paranoia and examination confirm that he wanted to hit this one out of the park, and based on my first few listen-throughs, he does. Fewer guest spots. A strange production progression with beats that start out positively ancient and synthy—like they’d been cribbed from Michael Jackson’s Bad—and crank harder and harder as the disc goes on. And lyrically… I’ll end this first-impression with the chorus of the stunning “Y’all My Niggas,” as much about the word as about Nas himself.

Tryin to erase me from y’all memory, too late, I’m engraved in history / Speak my name and breathe life in me, make sure y’all never forget me / Cuz y’all use my name so reckless, whether it be accepted or disrespected / And I love it, especially when I do it in public, and I’m the subject / Cuz y’all my niggas

Tonight in Music: Peter Parker and Police Teeth, Trashy Trash’s Anniversary, Sleepytime Gorilla Museum

posted by on July 3 at 12:30 PM

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Peter Parker, Police Teeth, Rad Touch
(High Dive) Released last fall, Police Teeth’s Jazz Records for Sale is among the best 27 minutes a Seattle-ish band have touched lately (half the members reside in Bellingham). Biting, intelligent, indecipherable lyrics sent me scrambling for the liner notes as the stereo thrummed with delicious, squalling feedback. In early June, it was confirmed that Police Teeth are working on a sophomore effort, hopefully to be released sooner rather than later. Stages have literally collapsed under this band mid-riff, yet none can say which law of physics was responsible. As post punk evolved from a natural progression of prior endeavors, the whole hardcore-versus-pop, Horsewhip-meets-Racetrack thing is easily set aside for this ferocious pack of dudes who look like they work at a library and/or KFC. Matt Garman

Police Teeth - “Is That Because You’re Adopted?”






Police Teeth - “Tetsuo II: Body Hammer”






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Trashy Trash One-Year Anniversary: Fleshtone, Colin Jones, DJs Introcut, Same DNA, Claude Balzac, Madmax
(Sunset) Trashy Trash, for the last year, has had the unenviable, Sisyphean task of rolling a dance-party rock up the steep hill that is Sunday night, and in Ballard no less. But they’ve kept at it, month after month, and for their one-year anniversary, they’re rocking a sweeter Thursday-night spot and importing Portland’s Fleshtone, a hard-to-explain act that combines club-rattling electro, nu age performance art, and scanty skintight neon cladding. It’s part dance party, part freaky happening, and all good, trashy fun. With a live set from fellow Portlander Colin Jones playing live and DJ sets from resident boulder-pushers Introcut, Same DNA, Claude Balzac, and Madmax. Eric Grandy

Here Fleshtone here.

Sleepytime Gorilla Museum - A Hymn To The Morning Star
Sleepytime Gorilla Museum, Jason Webley
(Neumo’s) Oakland’s Sleepytime Gorilla Museum are one of the hardest-working bands in the underground rock business. They tour the land in a personally remodeled old school bus; they built many of their own instruments, including bizarre contraptions like the “sledgehammer dulcimer”; and they always put on an elaborate live show, replete with makeup, ceremonial garb, and the occasional Japanese Butoh dancer. Then there’s the music, which in the past resembled a cross between the industrial clatter of Einstürzende Neubauten, the staccato metal crunch of Meshuggah, and the prog darkness of mid-’70s King Crimson. These days, though, they just sound like themselves, and the motley assortment of fans who turn out to their shows is a testament to their unique, genre-crossing appeal. Will York

Look, there’s more!

Glen: The Quest for Pyro

posted by on July 3 at 12:25 PM

PyroManiac.jpgPyrotechnics are an evolutionary continuation of our humanistic quest for fire. Early man discovered fire. Then they discovered they needed to blow things up. Then they discovered they needed to blow things up while playing music. Somewhere on that timeline is the inception of spandex.

When pyro goes off at concert, the show is elevated. Especially when it’s Judas Priest. It’s a metaphorical hunt for meat. You are on the Masai Mara plane in Kenya, and you are stalking prey. You haven’t eaten in three days and there are virgins everywhere. A wildebeest strays from the herd, and you know it’s your meal. Flaming fireballs shoot off the stage, Rob Halford screams into the mic, and you leap for the kill.

Out there is a fortune waiting to be had / You think I’ll let it go you’re mad / You’ve got another thing comin.”

Today we’ve got a pyrotechnics specialist with us named Glen. I called his company and spoke with him for a few minutes. Glen hung up on me twice. This is the transcript of that conversation:

Your company does pyrotechnics for big concerts?
Glen: Yes we do.

Are you a pyro maniac?
click. (Glen hung up.)

I call Glen back. He picks up. I apologize. He accepts.

What is your title?
I’m an explosives expert and fire safety specialist.

Which pyrotechnics get the biggest crowd response?
Usually fireballs. People always cheer. They are loud and bright.

What other types of pyro do you all use?
We use flashes, smoke, flames, fireworks, and other propellant driven effects. It’s all proximate pyrotechnics. Proximate refers to the pyrotechnic device’s location relative to an audience.

Black powder is what makes it all go boom, right? Can you talk about black powder for me?
Some black powder is also called Perchlorate. It’s made by replacing Potassium nitrate with Potassium Perchlorate. It burns with an intense violet flame, but like other kinds of black powder, it only deflagrates. It makes a great propellant, and is slightly more powerful than its nitrate relative.

I see your company is contracted by the government?
Yes, they use our devices in training exercises. We’re more than just fireworks and concerts. We get hired for weddings too.

People have pyro at weddings?
Oh yeah.

Did you have pryo at your wedding, Glen?
No.

Your company’s motto is “Watch the flower, Smell the powder, Feel the power”, correct?
Yes it is.

Are you sure you’re not a pyro maniac, Glen?
(Glen hung up again and I did not call him back.)

Kon & Amir - Off The Tracks Again

posted by on July 3 at 11:27 AM

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London’s BBE Music has released some of my favorite records the past few years. From Dimitri From Paris’s Cocktail Disco and Disco Forever compiliations, to The Million Dollar Orchestra’s Better Days LP and Jerome Derrajdi’s The American Boogie Down, BBE Music has consistly been supplying rare and classic disco, funk, and boogie gems for our newer generation. This past month, they added another great release to their ever expanding catalogue with Kon & Amir’s 2nd Off Track Series release, titled Off Track Volume 2: Queens. This new compliation features some very rare disco and boogie treasures, including Venise’s “Don’t Think About it”, Phillip And Lloyd’s “Keep On Moving”, Trama’s “Straight Groove”, as well as some solid edits bof Sweet Touch’s “Live It Up”, Sparkle’s “Let Yourself Go ”, and Wood Brass And Steel Band’s “Long Live Music”. These titles, individually, could cost quite a lot on your pocket book, however, once again BBE Music releases another solid compilation in Kon & Amir’s Off Track Volume 2: Queens that puts them all in one very fitting and convient place. BBE releases tend to move fast, so I highly recommend picking up a copy while supplies last.

Download Phillip And Lloyd’s “Keep On Moving” from Kon & Amir’s Off Track Volume 2: Queens compilation plus more by visiting this site.

Now go buy the record!

Today’s Music News

posted by on July 3 at 8:00 AM

Please stick to peddling acne medication: Jessica Simpson’s country career

Acid trip for the holidays: Flaming Lips complete Christmas on Mars movie

Waiting for Scanners: The Musical: The Fly becomes an opera

Second-hand living: Lily Allen considers quitting if second album bombs

Extreme falsetto: Singer from The Darkness has new band and album

Shutting down the franchise: The Drifters receive out-of-court settlement from band that used their name


Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Rolfing, Rockslide, Roskilde

posted by on July 2 at 11:08 PM

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Looking for a festival in Roskilde, Denmark?

Sure you are. Here’s the Roskilde Festival.

You got the Duke Spirit, My Bloody Valentine, Band of Horses, Battles, Cat Power, Girl Talk, Jay Z, Judas Priest, Kings of Leon, MGMT, Mogwai, the Streets, Holy Fuck, Santogold, and Neil Young.

Damn.

The Festival runs from the 3rd to the 7th of July.

You probably need to bring your own fireworks.

Murder City Re-reunion

posted by on July 2 at 4:56 PM

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This one completely confirmed, for Portland’s MusicFestNW, which goes head to head with happens around the same time as Seattle’s own Bumbershoot, and which is apparently some kind of music festival that happens in the Northwest.

Also Tonight in Music

posted by on July 2 at 4:02 PM

If George Michael (not Bluth) isn’t your thing, two humble alternatives:

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Studio at Havana

It’s now officially gay (although “gay disco” is kind of redundant), and it’s just as conflict of interest-y as ever! But wait! There’s more! If you act now, or rather, if you go down to Havana at 7pm, you’ll also catch Stranger critic Michealangelo Matos DJing for happy hour. It’s nepotastic!

Bird Names at the Green Room (Showbox)

Bird Names are a band from Chicago. They are not, to my knowledge, officially gay. Here is some footage of them “playing” a children’s television show called Chic-A-Go-Go:

No children (or children’s tv show hosts) allowed in the Green Room, thank god.

Jawbreaker Reunion?!

posted by on July 2 at 3:44 PM

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FINALLY!

Word on the streets is that legendary, much beloved band Jawbreaker is reuniting to play a show for Fuck Yeah Fest. Further word suggests there will also be a mini-tour!

Get (tentatively) stoked:

(ht Chris Cab via Megan Seling)

Today’s Music News

posted by on July 2 at 3:15 PM

Hooray for Portland: MusicFestNW announces line-up

Broken microphone: Gym Class Heroes singer jailed for beating racist heckler

Joy Division fans just got that much more morbid: Gravestone for Ian Curtis stolen

Media consolidation: Shakira leaves major label for Live Nation deal

I wanna push you around: Rob Thomas sued by woman hit by drumstick

Damien Jurado Covers the Microphones

posted by on July 2 at 12:53 PM

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Stereogum has a nice interview with Mr. Jurado as well as an mp3 of him performing “Where Lies My Tarp” by the Microphones, a track Eric couldn’t get out of his head back in February. Listen to the cover here. You can also hear Damien covering “Murderer” by Low here.

Hide Your Corrupt Political Infrastructures: Zach De La Rocha is Back

posted by on July 2 at 12:19 PM

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The musical output this decade from former Rage Against the Machine front man Zach De La Rocha has been dismal to say the least. His project with Dan the Automator never saw the light of day, only one track from over twenty with Trent Reznor was actually released. I just kind of assumed he was off fighting injustice alongside a revolutionary faction somewhere in Latin America. Or hanging out in a big house in California enjoying all the money he made without having to worry about being in a spotlight anymore. Either one would be equally believable. Regardless, what he wasn’t doing was putting out records.

Until now. Perhaps the only man to ever succeed at rap-rocking is finally releasing some new material. The project, One Day As A Lion, is a collaboration between Rocha and former Mars Volta drummer Jon Theodore (in my opinion one of the most impressive and innovative drummers alive). They have a website, but there’s no music up and very little information, just some white noise and this introductory paragraph:

“one day as a lion is both a warning delivered and a promise kept.

a defiant affirmation of the possibilities that exist in the space between kick and snare. its a sonic reflection of the visceral tension between a picturesque fabricated cultural landscape, and the brutal socioeconomic realities it attempts to mask. one day as a lion is a recorded interaction between Zach De La Rocha and Jon Theodore from Los Angeles, California.

the name taken from the infamous 1970 black and white, captured by legendary chicano photographer george rodriguez featuring a center framed tag on a white wall in an unspecified section of Boyle Heights. it reads “it’s better to live one day as a lion, than a thousand years as a lamb.” this record is a stripped down attempt to realize this sentiment in sound.”

Their 5 song EP will be released July 22nd on Anti.

Tonight in Music: George Michael

posted by on July 2 at 11:37 AM

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George Michael
(KeyArena) It’s been over a decade and a half since Mr. Michael has had a number-one song in the U.S., and nearly just as long since he’s toured these parts. But the man can still fill up KeyArena, thanks to Wham!, a handful of ridiculously catchy dance hits in the ’90s, and a scandalous lifestyle replete with sexy arrests. In 1998, the man whose sexuality was always scrutinized became famous again for that whole bathroom/blowjob/cop incident. And in 2006, he had a string of drug problems made public when he passed out in his car in the middle of traffic. But tonight, he’ll highlight his career of music hits, rather than his best tabloid moments. Megan Seling

There’s more. Click here to see it all.

Black Moustache

posted by on July 2 at 11:08 AM

Prins Thomas

A couple of years back, Black Joy released a 12-inch single featuring a couple of Prins Thomas edit’s of their single “Moustache”. When it came out I really enjoyed it, as do I with most of Thomas’s edits, however recently have had a new found love for the track. I played it out a couple of weeks back just figuring to change it up a bit, however half way through the song I realized how amazing this song and edit is. I love when you listen to songs you hadn’t heard for a while and discover a new found enjoyment, as if you’d heard it for the first time. Anyways, it’s becoming a regular weekly Wednesday night cut at Studio! and a personal all-time favorite of mine. The 12-inch single, which actually features two different Prins Thomas edits was released by the house music label NRK back in 2006. I tend to prefer the A-side ‘diskomiks’ over the more dubby B side, however both edits are amazing. Overall, if you don’t have this record, I highly recommend picking it up. The song makes a nice bridge between disco and house music lovers.

Download Prins Thomas’ Diskomiks of Black Joy’s “Moustache” by visiting this site.

Don Armando’s 2nd Ave Rhumba Band

posted by on July 2 at 10:41 AM


August Darnell and Andy Hernandez aren’t ones to skirt a little controversy. In the ‘70’s under the tutelage of Stony Browder Jr. they wrote and recorded songs like, “March Of The Nignies” and “Once There Was A Colored Girl…” by Dr. Buzzard’s Original Savanah Band that played with race and stereotypes while the dancefloor kept jumping to faux-swing, big band disco.

So it’s only natural that they would gravitate towards a cover version of Irving Berlin’s widely criticized homage to Native Americans “I’m An Indian Too” from Annie Get Your Gun. By twisting the lyrics of a white girl (“Annie”) trying to become an “Injun”, sung by a black woman singing for the white disco scene, the song transcends it’s original meaning and heads into the metasphere. With it’s themes of inter-racial sex and “hilarious” name calling (could i be more dripping with sarcasm) the original was ripe for the Darnell/Hernandez treatment.


Just like Battle Axe, Hatchet Face, Eagle Nose
I’m and Indian too!
With my chief in his teepee
We’ll raise an Indian family
And I’ll be busy night and day
Looking like a flour sack
With two papooses on my back
And three papooses on the way

So maligned is the song nowadays, that it was completely left out of the 1999 revival (starring Bernadette Peters) due to its “insensitivity”.

And that’s just the way Darnell, Hernandez and “Don” Armando Bonilla liked it! Don Armando’s 2nd Ave Rhumba Band was a one-off that members of Dr. Buzzard’s Original Savanah Band put out as a sort of “cowboys and indians/old west” meets disco theme. Singular in that oeuvre, the albums pastiche is laid on a bit thick, and as such, it suffers from a bit of tongue-in-chic overload.

It’s no wonder that, even though it wasn’t the promoted single from the album (that prize inexplicably went to the just O.K. “Deputy Of Love”) it has become the song of choice for disco loving DJ’s the world over.

Singer Fonda Rae and the rest of the Rhumba Band even donned indian outfits to record the track, that on the album sits at around three and a half minutes, but in it’s full 12” glory comes in at nearly eight.

To sample the track go here.

PS. The original version of the song “I’m An Indian Too” was sung by the incomparable Ethel Merman, who revived her original roll on broadway 20 years after her debut in it.

There is no good quality Youtube video of Betty Hutton from the movie singing the huge show-stopping song and dance number that is “I’m An Inidan Too”, so may I suggest you go out and rent the movie to get the full impact of the song.

If you can’t do that there are two different low quality Youtube videos of Judy Garland performing the number before she was eventually pulled from the project due to “ill health.”

Now… can you see why the gays might dig this song?

What’s With the Spitting?

posted by on July 2 at 9:36 AM

nospitting.jpgThis in from ‘Krissy’:

I hate it when I go see bands and they spit. What’s with the spitting? It’s disgusting. The band I saw last weekend wasn’t even doing anything that rigorous and the bass player kept spitting. He spit at the edge of the stage and it went on my friend, Melissa and we left because some of it went in her eye.

Well Krissy, you’re right. Some people in bands spit. Bass players do tend to spit more. I’m sure the bass player is sorry some of it went in Melissa’s eye.

Singers often times need to clear their throat. One way to do that is spitting. Other times spitting is for effect. Have you ever spat and rocked, Krissy? For some people, it is exhilarating.

I think when done correctly, at the right moment, and with the acceptable kind of spit, it can add to the performance value of a set. But it can’t be a chunky oyster or anything.

It’s got to be succinct, accurate, power-wad spit. And it can’t go in anyone’s eye.


Tuesday, July 1, 2008

James Brown Blaxploitation Trivia by Cosby

posted by on July 1 at 10:47 PM

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Cosby commented on James Brown’s Black Caesar album saying:

It’s amazing, especially considering it is built of so-called JB ‘filler’ material (“The Boss” is a disposable b-side? Whoa.)

And “The Payback” was rejected by the makers of the movie “Hell Up in Harlem” for being not funky enough.

Thank you, Cosby. It goes to show that you can learn something new about James Brown every day. Like that some people back in the day didn’t think he was funky enough. That’s like saying water isn’t wet.

Look Away, Look Away…

posted by on July 1 at 2:49 PM

That Melvins cover just brought back a memory I repressed from last night. Words can’t properly describe how I felt seeing this trailer in the theater. My brain barfed all over itself. This clip actually caused me to yell “NOOOOO!!!” out loud involuntarily. The song. The premise. Lord God why? Fuck everyone who was involved in making this film and anyone who goes to see it. Be warned, this may ruin the rest of your day:

On a brighter note, the film that followed the trailer, Wall-E, was spectacular.

Barefoot Drunk Woman

posted by on July 1 at 2:24 PM

After last call, at a Capitol Hill gas station buying more to drink, a barefoot drunk woman is not worried about rabies because her husband slept with everyone she’s ever known. Here’s 45 seconds:

Funeral Music

posted by on July 1 at 2:11 PM

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From the Daily Telegraph, here’ what Australians have been playing at their funerals:

Queen’s The Show Must Go On, Led Zeppelin’s Stairway to Heaven and AC/DC’s Highway to Hell top the list of South Australia’s most unusual funeral songs, released by Centennial Park, the state’s largest provider of cemetery, crematorium and memorial services.

The organisation also released a list of the most played funeral songs, which included classic ballads, including My Way by Frank Sinatra, Andrea Bocelli and Sarah Brightman’s Time to Say Goodbye and Louis Armstrong’s What a Wonderful World.

There has been a trend in recent years towards such unusual songs as Ding Dong the Witch is Dead from the Wizard of Oz, Queen’s Another One Bites the Dust and Willie Nelson’s Hit the Road Jack.

Centennial Park chief executive officer Bryan Elliot said the choice of funeral song could provide an opportunity for families to express the individuality of their loved one and personalise the service.

“Music played during a funeral service helps to set the mood, whether it’s emotive, humorous or bittersweet,” Mr Elliot said.

Choosing what song to play at your memoriam is a really big decision. I feel like it’s probably something I should lay out so my friends and family don’t screw it up when I die. If I’m murdered, especially if by a lover, please play “The Broken Vow” by Converge and make everyone at the funeral chant “I’ll take my love to the grave!” If I die doing something heroic, like saving a bus full of orphans, play the Advantage’s version of the Contra theme song set to a photo montage of particularly regal shots of me (if I die in said situation but fail to save the orphan bus, change song to “Children of the Grave” by Black Sabbath, keep the montage). For all other situations, please play “Bananaphone” by Raffi.

(ht Daily Swarm)

Now Streaming, Not Streaming

posted by on July 1 at 1:28 PM

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The second effort from Strokes guitarist Albert Hammond Jr., ¿Cómo Te Llama? can be streamed here. On first listen it already sounds better than his first release and the last Strokes record.

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According to the front page of Myspace, the new Melvins record Nude With Boots is supposed to be streaming on their page, but it isn’t. Don’t tease, Buzzo.

Little Party and the Bad Business at Vera

posted by on July 1 at 1:05 PM

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by tomika davis.

Xenu Two-Step

posted by on July 1 at 1:02 PM

ITEM ONE: Beck’s new record.

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Modern Guilt leaked a week early, and neither of my two listen-throughs this morning have stuck. Danger Mouse’s production clings to the neo-soul of Gnarls Barkley—a quality Beck doesn’t pin any memorable lyrics or singing performances to. He chooses to meekly sing rather than put any level of Midnite Vultures party-rap upon the beats, and when he attempts a Cee-Lo impersonation on “Walls,” his limited vocal range becomes a liability, not a unique, sensitive twist.

Only thing that stands out on this 33-minute record are the song titles. “Orphans,” “Gamma Ray,” “Chemtrails,” “Replica,” “Soul of a Man,” “Volcano“… am I the only person who sees those titles and immediately thinks about Scientology?

Last time I saw Beck in concert was a few years ago, when he played a series of “surprise” club concerts on his way back to California. I got up to the fourth row or so at a Neumo’s-esque club, so I was able to see a young, tiny woman stop setting up gear before the show started and hop to the front-and-center of the club floor, standing there and staring at the crowd for the whole show. Didn’t seem like much in the way of security, so I did some Beck research the next day. That’s when I figured out he was a Scientologist; friends of mine were convinced that girl was his personal drone. Wonder if she’s also credited on the liner notes for this record as “Silent, Supportive Presence; Handclaps.”

ITEM TWO: The theme song to Top Gun.

If you own Guitar Hero 3 for the Xbox 360 or PS3, you can download this song as a free add-on to your game during this Fourth of July weekend. Cuz, really, what’s more patriotic than a Tom Cruise movie’s instrumental rock ballad, replayed on plastic guitars? I only bring this up because it forced me to watch the song’s video. Surely, this song needed the promotional power of two dudes with tall hair rocking out in an ’80s airport hangar for four whole minutes:

Black-haired guy would’ve killed at last week’s Air Guitar Championships, but blondie takes the lead with what is best described as Air Getting-A-Blowjob.

Win a Pair of Weekend Passes to the Capitol Hill Block Party!

posted by on July 1 at 12:45 PM

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It’s July 1st (rabbit rabbit) and that means the Capitol Hill Block Party is less than a month away!

Here’s the latest line-up:

FRIDAY JULY 25TH, 2008

MAIN STAGE (All Ages)
Vampire Weekend
Les Savy Fav
Girl Talk
U.S.E

NEUMOS STAGE (21+)
SING SING after party feat: DJ’s Pretty Titty and Four Color Zack
Jay Reatard
The Dodos
Thee Emergency
Past Lives
Black Eyes and Neck Ties

VERA STAGE (All Ages)
Say Hi
Natalie Portman’s Shaved Head
PWRFL Power
Black Elk
Talbot Tagora

KING COBRA STAGE (21+)
Lesbian
The Heavy Hearts
Pleasureboaters
Black Whale
Airborne Toxic Event
Truckasaurus
Champagne Champagne

SATURDAY JULY 26

MAIN STAGE (All Ages)
DeVotchKa
The Hold Steady
Chromeo
Menomena
Kimya Dawson
The Cave Singers
Kay Kay And His Weathered Underground

NEUMOS STAGE (21+)
SING SING after party feat: DJ’s Pretty Titty, Four Color Zack plus special guests.
Fleet Foxes
Throw Me The Statue
Jaguar Love
Darker My Love
The Builders and the Butchers
The Hands

VERA STAGE (All Ages)
Schoolyard Heroes
Akimbo
Grand Ole Party
The Physics
Man Plus
Little Party And The Bad Business

KING COBRA STAGE (21+ First come first serve)
Zeke
Book Of Black Earth
Feral Children
Velella Velella
Voyager One
Sleepy Eyes Of Death
The Loved Ones
New Faces
Angelo Spencer

For the next month Line Out is going to get everyone stoked for the party with daily posts about all the bands playing, exclusive interviews, ticket giveaways, and favorite moments of Block Party past.

So let’s get Block Party month started off on the right foot! Today one lucky Line Out reader will win a pair of weekend passes! To enter, just e-mail lineout@thestranger.com with GIMMIE BLOCK PARTY PASSES in the subject line. Maybe throw a please in there too, just to be polite. A winner will be chosen at random at the end of the day and notified via e-mail.

And if you don’t get ‘em, don’t fret, we’ll be giving away passes all month long—keep checking out Line Out for your chance to win! And visit www.thestranger.com/blockparty for all your other Block Party needs.

Good luck!

Just Look

posted by on July 1 at 12:33 PM

Nothing but the images. This one…
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…and this one:
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I just liked looking at them. One is of post-jazz saxophonist Braxton, the other is of the presidential candidate Barack, and I failed to generate a meaning deeper than the pleasure of looking at the photos.

Tonight in Music: Vince Mira, Grand Hallway and Husbands Love Your Wives

posted by on July 1 at 12:25 PM

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(Can Can) When Vince Mira took the stage at Sasquatch! some weeks ago, the crowd politely applauded, but stayed seated on the cool grass. Most people were picking at their $10 bowls of overcooked noodles. Still, Mira, all of 15-years-old, gave a big smile. He kindly thanked the crowd with a coy, average voice, then he strummed the guitar and began to sing a Johnny Cash song. People jumped up from their seats. They grabbed their cameras and rushed the stage. They danced, sang along, and cheered with every chorus. Mira’s voice is amazing, magic—as pure and aged-sounding as Cash’s. And while he does a number with Cash’s old material, his own songs are just as sturdy. Megan Seling
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(Tractor) Earlier this year, Grand Hallway quietly released a new EP, We Flew Ephemera. It’s pretty and lush, and features a slew of instruments played by over half a dozen talented local folks who also spend time in bands like Sleepy Eyes of Death, the Maldives, and Voyager One. Singer Tomo Nakayama’s voice is soft, but the gentle collection of strings, piano, upright bass, and drumming never drowns it out. Husbands, Love Your Wives are another local project that has mastered the balance of delicate and dynamic. At the heart of Husbands is Jamie Spiess and her acoustic guitar (she’s occasionally joined by friends). Her songs are quaint and quiet, but they’re still powerful enough to give you chills. Megan Seling

Find more in The Stranger’s searchable music calendar!

“Certain pleasures are better remembered than revisited.”

posted by on July 1 at 11:45 AM

That’s Terry Teachout, theater critic for the Wall Street Journal, Louis Armstrong and H. L. Mencken scholar, and all-around bright guy, on the 15th anniversary of Exile in Guyville.

Read the rest of his smart, melancholy post on Exile (including thoughts about the Rolling Stones, Kingsley Amis, and being an old-ish person excited by young persons’ music) here.

Today’s Music News

posted by on July 1 at 7:46 AM

The first step: Steven Tyler admits addiction

Singing a different tune: Rhapsody adds digital sales to subscription service

Work ethic: Alicia Keys talks retirement

Don’t let the guitarist/vocalists write your press release: Cynic talk about their new album

Glenn Benton vs. Kelly Clarkson: Highlights from Canadian Idol

2006’s Vampire Weekend: Arctic Monkeys record third album


Monday, June 30, 2008

Ladies on a Fence Are Surprisingly Awesome

posted by on June 30 at 2:54 PM

I figured I wouldn’t need a camera at the Jewelbox on Saturday. I’d seen the headliner more than a few times, and I assumed a review of the guy I’d just previewed would be redundant. But then local openers Ladies on a Fence, in their apparent first-ever gig, put on one of the most eyebrow-raising shows I’ve ever seen. This local male/female duo started the show in unassuming form, saying hi to parents in the crowd and readying a laptop full of backing tracks while standing in front of mics, seemingly bored. Had the trappings of a disaster already.

Within minutes, a Chinese dragon ran around on the stage amidst repeated shouts of “BIRTH A KING!” A few more costume changes—at one point, the duo was covered in black sheets before throwing them off to reveal matching Allen Iverson outfits, then plowed through the bizarre hip-hop number “Space Motown.” By the end, the male half of the duo had stripped to a skin-tight, body-length, rainbow-colored Speedo with a light-bulb attached to his head, while his female partner, draped in full-black Stevie Nicks attire, clutched a wooden stick and sang about purple healing crystals. The latter moment in a lousy cell phone photo:

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This is what happens when people who watch too much Kids in the Hall start their own band. But the stuff was much more listenable than should be fairly expected from a band rife with theatrics and giggling, and the duo’s oddball humor rose far beyond punchlines. If the WTF genre of music is a real thing, then Ladies on a Fence—ha, that spells LOAF—might be on to something.

The Hard Sell

posted by on June 30 at 1:03 PM

deathofasalesman.jpgBands want and need people to buy their CD. Sometimes at shows, they give the hard sell by announcing they have CD’s for sale after every song. Just in case you didn’t see the merch table or hear the first four announcements. It gets uncomfortable. If you’re not going to buy the CD, hearing the “We have CD’s for sale” announcement eight times is probably not going to sway you into purchase mode.

I once saw a man get Satanic with the hard sell. It wasn’t so much a sell as it was a threatening. He was in a metalish funk band and after his show, he said this to a merch browser:

If you don’t buy our CD, I’m going to get 666 on your ass.

The merch browser was dismayed and quickly walked away. It was a joke. A joke that didn’t fly. They guy in the band wasn’t really going to get 666 on anyone, but his negative and ugly tone lost the sale for him. He tried to stop the browser and laugh off his evil fumbling, but she kept walking.

It Sure Looks Like They Had a Good Time in Iceland This Weekend

posted by on June 30 at 12:46 PM

Saturday’s Náttúra concert in Reykjavik was organized to raise awareness about the ill affects of aluminum smelting in Iceland, gathering the nations top musicians - specifically the two we like so much over here in the U.S., Björk and Sigur Rós. The show was webcast for free by National Geographic, so hopefully at some point a quality live video will surface. Until then, here is a fan-shot video of the song “Gobbledigook.”

The Return of Mr. Wade Nichols

posted by on June 30 at 12:43 PM

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I feel like you can never go wrong when it comes to Todd Terje edits. Todd Terje, aka Tangoterje, aka Wade Nichols, aka who else knows, not only does a nice job bringing out the best elements of the songs that he chooses to re-edit, he usually selects from some of the most uncommon choices of disco, afro-latin rock, prog, cosmic, and commercial pop. There must be close to a hundred of them floating around on the web by now. Well, you can add another to your collection (assuming you don’t already have the track), with Terje’s edit of Dee Dee Sharp Gamble’s “Easy Money”. The orginal track appeared on her 1980 titled LP, Dee Dee. The edit definitely has a smooth, but somewhat sassy disco groove that I just can’t seem to get enough of lately.

Download Todd Terje’s edit of Dee Dee Sharp Gamble’s “Easy Money” and more by visiting this website.

And if your more interested in hearing some of his more rock sounding edits, I would reccommend checking out his new re-edit 12”, Rvng Of The Nrds Vol. 5, under the Wade Nichols identity. On this release, Terje takes on some interesting radio rock classics, including America’s “Horse With No Name” and Canned HeatOn The Road Again”.

Regardless, of the genre Mr. Terje decides to tangle with, he always seems to be on the cutting edge of the growing world of twelve inch re-edits.

Download Todd Terje’s edit of America’s “Horse With No Name” and more by visiting this website.

Tonight in Music: Climber

posted by on June 30 at 10:30 AM

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The Unspeakable Horror, the Jet Age, Climber, YellowPeril
(High Dive) It’s a rare band that can make music that’s both delicate and urgent, but Climber have been tinkering with that equation for the past several years and they’ve got the balance just right. I Dream in Autoplay, released last year, was more than worth the three-year wait. Listening to it is like watching an epic film on your iPod—the sweeping cinematic quality is still there, but there’s a cozy intimacy as well. There are also swooping melodies and golden pop hooks, soaring ballads and driving electronic numbers. It’s intoxicating, especially live. BARBARA MITCHELL

Hear Climber here.

And that’s not all… more music listings here.

Re: No Age - “Eraser”

posted by on June 30 at 10:03 AM

Re: the new No Age video, the internet has spoken:

(ht yardlie)


Sunday, June 29, 2008

I Got 99 Problems But Oasis Ain’t One

posted by on June 29 at 2:06 PM

Jay Z got his chance to sling some shit during his headlining set at Glastonbury last night, a performance Noel Gallagher deemed inappropriate as the festival was “built on a tradition of guitar music.” Jay’s response: