Beats Antique, Filastine
(Showbox Sodo) See Data Breaker.
My Parade, Kunt Kuntroll, Slowfast, Miki Foster
(Hollow Earth Radio) See Underage.
Laptop Battle
(Lo-Fi) See Data Breaker.
Naomi Punk, Dude York, Dana Jewell & the Hungry Hearts
(Cairo) Recently in these pages, Jackson Hathorn described the charms of Seattle's Dude York as "obliterated T. Rex guitar rock." That phrase sums up the group's instantaneous infectiousness, with the FCC-baiting "Fuck City" being the finest example of Dude York's undeniable pop chops. With their blown-out fidelity, knack for coloring outside the lines, and general raucousness, Dude York's songs make your lizard brain squirm with glee. Fellow locals Naomi Punk exhibit a bit more refinement than Dude York, but overall they're the ideal, Ty Segall–ian complement to DY's überexuberant rock. Tonight the hooks will just keep on comin'. DAVE SEGAL
See also Underage.
New charity slogan:
"We'll turn your beer piss into
books for children."
And the best part? Laughingsquid.com has photo evidence.
Rhyton are a new band consisting of bassist Jimy SeiTang (Psychic Ills), multifaceted string specialist Dave Shuford (D. Charles Speer, No Neck Blues Band), and drummer Spencer Herbst (Messages, Matta Llama). Their self-titled debut album on Thrill Jockey has brightened my January considerably and will surely contend for a spot in my year-end top-whatever list.
Rhyton amalgamates the members’ other bands’ elements, coalescing into long instrumentals that elevate you to tranquil states while keeping a subliminally sinister and exotic, kitsch-free vibe. Shuford’s mandolin, saz and baritone guitar dominate the foreground, with SeiTang’s bass doing much heavy melodic lifting, too. Rhyton generously give you five warped ragas to make these pseudo-end-ish times—and maybe even the shenanigans of Mewt Romgrich—tolerable.
Check out the first emphasis track and LP highlight, “Stone Colored,” below.
Look at what The Stranger's music department just got in the mail:

Here's a tip: If you're going to have the balls/ovaries to send us a fucking diaper, also have balls/ovaries to write the word SHIT on it without censoring yourself.
Cowards.
Thaddeus David, aka Young TH of SOTA/Thadwick Tristen Trevor III of Helluvastate, released his first solo album Maven today on the Members Only Bandcamp page. Though he's been providing quality verses on his group tracks and guest features for years now, this collection of songs recorded over the last two years show Thad can hold his own as a solo artist.
Released on his birthday, Maven shows his more personal side without ever departing from his casually swagged-out rhyme approach. Bars about being out of food stamps and growing up in a single-parent household fit in right next to ones about hustlin', staying well-dressed, and "sippin somethin I can't pronounce." Rather than name-drop braggadocio, he focuses on telling his story, be it about the highs or the lows of life on the local grind. Though the album includes a couple guest spots from Onry Ozzborn and one from fellow SotA member Parker Joe, Thaddeus does most of the heavy lifting on his own, going in on wide range of beats from the likes of Jester, Kuddie Fresh and the Ski Team. The album is a strong statement from an artist who, despite coming up as part of a group, has carved out his own lane in the local rap scene.
Check out the video for standout track "Crown Royal," which was filmed at his mom's house in Rainier Beach and features as many rapper cameos as on-camera blunt puffs, below, and download Maven for free at Members Only's Bandcamp page.
Or maybe I should say "surf-rock-punk-garaging" tonight. With Portland's Guantanamo Baywatch. I can't believe surf music is getting so popular again. That, and these haircuts. Oh well. Slap me in the face and call me Grandma.
Guantanamo Baywatch, with the Unnatural Helpers, Bummer High, and Space Make Ah, The Rendevous, 10 pm, The Rendevous

Here's a preview, the first single, "Four Poses":
(Confidential to Bayles: How do you get such amazing bass tones? Are you a wizard?)
Eighteen Individual Eyes will play a CD release show at the Crocodile on March 1 with Emtpy Space Orchestra, Royal Eyes, and the Way We Were in 1989. Tickets are $8 and available here.
That alone makes it a good day. But combing through my brain-soupifying Tumblr dashboard, I found that one brave soul, skater Donovan Strain, on his Tumblr MURK AVENUE, who, using O'Shea's own lyrics, had identified exactly when he'd had such a good 24*.
Behold:
CLUE 1:
“went to short dogs house,
they was watching Yo MTV
RAPS”
Yo MTV RAPS first aired:
Aug 6th 1988
CLUE 2:
Ice Cubes single “today was a good day” released on:
Feb 23 1993
CLUE 3:
”The Lakers beat the Super
Sonics”
Dates between Yo MTV Raps air date AUGUST 6 1988 and the release of the single FEBRUARY 23 1993 where the Lakers beat the Super Sonics:
Nov 11 1988 114-103
Nov 30 1988 110-106
Apr 4 1989 115-97
Apr 23 1989 121-117
Jan 17 1990 100-90
Feb 28 1990 112-107
Mar 25 1990 116-94
Apr 17 1990 102-101
Jan 18 1991 105-96
Mar 24 1991 113-96
Apr 21 1991 103-100
Jan 20 1992 116-110
CLUE 4:
Dates of those Laker wins over SuperSonics where it was a clear day with no Smog:
Nov 30 1988
Apr 4 1989
Jan 18 1991
Jan 20 1992
CLUE 5:
“Got a beep from Kim, and
she can fuck all night”
beepers weren’t adopted by mobile phone companies until the 1990s. Dates left where mobile beepers were availible to public:
Jan 18 1991
Jan 20 1992
CLUE 6:
Ice Cube starred in the film “Boyz in the hood” that released late Summer of 1991, but was being filmed mid-late 1990 early 1991 and Ice Cube was busy on set filming the movie Jan 18 1991 too busy to be lounging around the streets with no plans. Ladies and Gentlemen..
The ONLY day where:
Yo MTV Raps was on air
It was a clear and smogless day
Beepers were commercially sold
Lakers beat the SuperSonics
and Ice Cube had no events to attend was…
JANUARY 20 1992
National Good Day Day
If only we'd known a week ago!
*yeah, it could all be bullshit, but I'm not checking his work, fuck you.
Everyone at one point in his/her life probably has wondered: What do DJs' rooms look like? Right? Well, the site dj-rooms.com reveals several such spaces for your curiosity-sating perusal. This is a fascinating peek into the lives of people whose work stations reflect the tension between hoarding and organization, between chaos and order. The site also doubles as a potent source for vinyl porn. (Is it getting hot in here?) Rod Skunk's circular DJ booth wins the prize for most distinctively designed space. Qool DJ Marv and DJ Spinna win the contest for most cluttered rooms.

Some of my favorite shows have been at the Vera Project, wherever the Vera Project was at the time. I remember Pretty Girls Make Graves at the Theater Off Jackson in 2002. I was supposed to meet up with a dude I had a crush on at the time and he totally didn't show up. UGH. But it was still an awesome concert. I remember Against Me! and Lucero at the Vera Project space on Fourth Ave in 2004. Remember that giant, steep set of stairs? There wasn't an elevator and bands had to haul their gear up all those stairs. Not easy. That night Lucero covered Jawbreaker's "Kiss the Bottle" and I, not being very familiar with Lucero at the time, thought "Who the fuck do they think they are?" Ha! If I only knew they'd turn out to be one of my favorite bands today.
The second to last last Waxwing show was at the Vera Project in 2005. I saw Schoolyard Heroes and Kane Hodder play Vera approximately 8,000 times. Juno played there, after a long hiatus, in 2005 2003. That was incredible. Later that same year they played there again with the Beauty Pill and the Prom (remember the Prom!?) and Beauty Pill blew me away. I remember they banged on pots and pans and they were hitting the pans so hard that pieces of drumsticks were flying everywhere.
More recently, So Many Dynamos played Vera's current space, at the Seattle Center, in 2009 and even though it wasn't a great turn out, the show was still electrifying. And remember Trial's insane reunion show there in 2009, playing for the first time in, like four or five years? Fuuuuuck. That was a hell of a show. When the Lonely Forest sold out the Vera Project that same year that's when I knew they were going to be something big.
A donation would be a great way to say happy birthday and thank Vera for all the memories. I'm just going to be over here, in the corner, being misty-eyed and nostalgic.
I love you, Vera Project.
As mentioned in Today's Music News...
The Gossip singer, who has been happily embraced by the fashion industry despite her decidedly non-fashion size, is signing on with MAC Cosmetics for a limited edition collaboration. Women's Wear Daily reports that Ditto, who often boasts her own bold eye makeup, will create signature products to hit MAC stores and counters in June. —HuffPo
It makes so much sense. Keep blazing the trails, Beth! Even with your "decidedly non-fashion size" and "outré lesbianism."
The Internet Kills Celebrities: First Jon Bon Jovi, now Cher is the subject of an online/Twitter death hoax, mostly perpetuated (but not started) by Kim Kardashian.
The Biggest Bump Since Pulp Fiction Came Out: After Barack Obama sang five seconds of Al Green's "Let's Stay Together" the song's sales have increased by 490% in the past week.
The World Gets Lizzie: Remember yesterday when I called Lana Del Rey an "L.A. rap collective"? Holy moly, what kind of morning goofballs did I ingest before making that post? For what it's worth, I probably meant to put that in the blurb for Odd Future, but anyway, she's re-releasing her forgotten Lizzie Grant (a.k.a. her real name) debut album.
News from Gossip: Beth Ditto of Gossip is doing a cosmetics/make-up line, and worked with Mark Ronson on a new album.
BRB, Just Walking Through a Spiderweb: Spin brings you the odyssey of the No Doubt reunion album that's taking forever.
Another Album Delayed: Sweet Heart, Sweet Light, from Spiritualized, was supposed to drop on us by mid-March, but now it's been pushed back. Reviewers are mad because advanced copies they've already received were unfinished, as Jason Pierce was still mixing/working on it.
I Wanted Everyone to Leave My Apartment Last Night: Arguably the worst thing I've done in the company of friends happened yesterday when I was tired and wanted to go to sleep so I put on the biggest bummer record ever and read aloud the last few pages of A Farewell to Arms. If you haven't read that one by Hemingway, I'll spare you the details but I cried the first time I read the ending. Happy friday, everybody!
Power-pop legend Tommy Keene is making a rare Seattle appearance this Saturday at the Sunset Tavern with the Riffbrokers & the Parson Red Heads. His last record, Behind the Parade is absolutely brilliant, and every time I've seen him live, he's been great. For more background info, check this birthday post from last year. See you there, perhaps!
Seriously, Bleeker Bob's, a long running and quite well-known record shop in NYC, is slated to close down. FUCKING WEAK.
...Bleecker Bob’s, which will close its store at 118 West Third Street at the end of April, will become a Starbucks, according to a manager, Chris Wiedener.
One less independent record store, one with years of history...gone. Sad news. Condolences NYC/East Coast record nerds. Enjoy your coffee stand, hopefully they'll have free wi-fi so you can download some music.