"A Looking in View" from Alice in Chains' forthcoming album, Black Gives Way To Blue (out Sept. 29; it’s their first album since 1995’s Alice in Chains) sounds as if it could’ve been grunted out in 1990. It’s a girthful, slurred slab of grunge™ that won’t shock a single diehard AIC fan.
About “A Looking In View,” which features new vocalist/guitarist William DuVall, group co-founder Jerry Cantrell said, “The song basically speaks to any number of things that keep you balled up inside. A cell of our own making with an unlocked door that we choose to remain in. Focusing our attention inward instead of reaching out to a much larger world. I think this is common to us all. It’s funny how hard we fight to hang on to a bone we can’t pull through a hole in the fence, or how difficult it is to put down the bag of bricks and move on.”
Tour dates (no Seattle show yet, but additional cities to be confirmed):
Date City Venue
July 18 Detroit, MI Comerica Park (with Kid Rock)
Aug 1 Dublin, IE Marlay Park
Aug 2 Stevenage, GB Knebworth House - Sonisphere
Aug 4 London, GB Scala
August 6 Cologne, DE Essigfabrik

August 8 Berlin, DE Columbia Club

August 10 Hamburg, DE Grunspan

August 12 Amsterdam, NL Melkweg
August 22 Pomona, CA Epicenter
Sept. 4 Washington, DC 9:30 Club
Sept. 5 Philadelphia, PA Theatre of Living Arts
Sept. 7 Boston, MA Paradise Rock Club
Sept. 8 New York, NY The Fillmore
Sept. 15 Toronto, ON The Opera House
Sept. 16 Cleveland, OH House of Blues
Sept. 19 Chicago, IL House of Blues
Sept. 20 Milwaukee, WI The Rave
Sept. 21 Minneapolis, MN First Ave
Sept. 26 Portland, OR Roseland Grill
Sept. 28 San Francisco, CA The Fillmore

They may not have deserved those Grammys, but the first 18 seconds of this video are totally Oscar-worthy.

Köln, Germany label Kompakt Records is renowned for its exacting quality control and deep stable of elite producers working many strains of techno, house, and ambient music. The imprint's Total compilation series annually collects Kompakt's creamiest cuts from the preceding year. With Total 10, Kompakt will collate "essential tunes from our catalogue" and exclusive tracks and remixes from Wolfgang & Reinhard Voigt, Michael Mayer, the Field, DJ Koze, and many others. The album comes out Aug. 10.
- - - - TRACKLISTING - - - -
CD1:
1. DJ Koze - 40 Love
2. Thomas/Mayer - Total 9
3. Justus Köhncke - (It's Gonna Be) Alright (Dirk Leyers Mix)
4. Shumi - The Wind And The Sea
5. Sam Taylor-Wood produced by Pet Shop Boys - I'm in love with a German film star (Gui Boratto Mix)
6. Ada - Lovestoned
7. Coma - Sum
8. Gui Boratto - No turning back (Wighnomy's Likkalize Love Rekksmi)
9. Nicolas Stefan - Closer
10. Jonas Bering - Who is who
CD2:
1. Justus Köhncke - Give it to me easy
2. Matias Aguayo - Walter Neff
3. Mayburg feat. Ada - Each and every day
4. Gotye - Heart's a mess (Supermayer Mix)
5. The Field - The more I do (Thomas Fehlmann Mix)
6. Burger/Voigt - Wand aus Klang (It's a fine line Mix)
7. Wassermann - Berg und Tal (Instrumental)
8. Juergen Paape - Ofterschwang
9. Reinhard Voigt - Am Limit
10. Mugwump - Ignored Folklore
11. Pachanga Boys - Fiesta forever
3LP
A1: DJ Koze - 40 Love - DEU670900067
A2: Thomas/Mayer - Total 9 - DEU670900068
B1: Gotye - Heart's a mess (Supermayer Mix) - GBJET0800002
C1: Mayburg feat. Ada - Each and every day - DEU670900076
C2: Justus Köhncke - Give it to me easy - DEU670900075
D1: Wassermann - Berg und Tal (Instrumental) - DEU670900078
D2: Juergen Paape - Ofterschwang - DEU670900079
E1: Jonas Bering - Who is who - DEU670900074
E2: Reinhard Voigt - Am Limit - DEU670900080
F1: The Field - The more I do (Thomas Fehlmann Mix) DEU670900007
F2: Pachanga Boys - Fiesta forever - DEU670900081

Two things about Vibe magazine's end: One, it's another death that's tied to Quincy Jones. Two, my dead friend Joe Wood.
Who is Joe Wood?
Last summer's Unity Conference for Journalists of Color took Joseph L. Wood, Jr. to Seattle. He disappeared on July 8, 1999, while birdwatching on nearby Mt. Rainier. He is presumed dead at this point...
One of the most frustrating things about Joe's death at the age of 34 is the loss of all that he was going to be as well as all that he was. He had already edited one stellar anthology, Malcolm X: In Our Own Image, and in his work as an editor at The New Press (one of only two black male editors working at a major New York publishing house), he had acquired and edited such important works as The Race to Incarcerate, about America's crazed prison system. He'd also written reams of dazzling essays and reportage for publications like The Village Voice, The New York Times Magazine, Vibe and Transition.
I believe the first article Joe Wood wrote for Vibe magazine was about Seattle—indeed, the article might have been in the inaugural issue of that magazine. Joe Wood spent the summer of 93 in Seattle, returned to New York City, and wrote the piece. Admittedly, the article was not very good. Admittedly, I hated it. Admittedly, I never told him this in his face because I was ambitious and did not want to lose a powerful ally in NY's literary world.
My problem with the article? It pretty much stated that Seattle was not, as a big American city, black enough because (and this got my goat) it didn't have any projects (or projects at the scale of, say, Chicago's Robert Taylor Homes). What bothered me about this assertion had nothing to do with city pride but the fact that it associated blackness (a racial designation) with the projects (a spacial designation). This was a dangerous way of thinking. Any link between the projects and blackness is arbitrary and not, as Wood seemed to argue, essential. (Similarly, Henry Louis Gates once believed that a link existed between a way of speaking and being black—this link was instantly broken when he heard the English of black Brits.) Blackness and its social and cultural productions or situations are not natural; they all result from accidents—the accident of place, language, climate, birth, so on and so forth.
Joe Wood died a decade ago; Vibe died today. It would, however, be much better if Wood and Vibe were alive, and the only dead thing was that way of thinking about the projects and blackness.
I've signed on to host the event, which basically means I'll be there drinking from around 6-9pm to raise money for the Vera (this kind of fundraising is where I'm a viking) and encouraging others to do the same. Because, wocka wocka, I'd just be at the Cha Cha anyway. Come! Drink! Say shit to my face! It's for the children!
A Drink For The Kids, the Vera Project’s annual 21+ benefit, includes six bar nights featuring beer and liquor specials benefitting the Vera Project and a grand finale benefit show. Visit any of the bars below and purchase a Stone Brewing Company beer and ask about liquor specials to support Vera:July 5th at Cha Cha
July 6th at Hazelwood
July 7th at West 5
July 8th at Twilight Exit
July 9th at Linda’s
July 10th at Solo & Funhouse
July 11th at Neumos - Grand Finale Concert with Robin Pecknold, Throw Me the Statue
Update: Musical entertainment for this evening will be generously provided by Unnatural Helpers and Telepathic Liberation Army.
More information here.
Quincy Jones on—what else?—Michael Jackson. An antelope, ladies and gentlemen.
Also, on QJ and MJ being excellent to each other:
At rehearsals with the cast, during the part where the scarecrow is pulling proverbs from his stuffing, Michael kept saying "So-Crates" instead of "Socrates." After about the third time, I pulled him aside and told him the correct pronunciation. He looked at me with these big wide eyes and said, "Really?" and it was at that moment that I said, "Michael, I'd like to produce your album."
I like that Gastlight Anthem song, "The ’59 Sound." You know the one about the chains and the grandfather's radio and the chorus about how kids aren't supposed to die on Saturday nights. It sounds just like a Springsteen song.
Well this weekend, at the Glastonbury Festival, it sounded even more like a Springsteen tune when the Boss joined the band on stage. And I bet that band wanted to shit their pants the entire time...
(ht punknews.org)
On Thursday, the Ballard bar will turn nine years old, and they're kicking off the three-day weekend with a free party to celebrate. Head down to the Sunset for performances from members of the Tripwires, Thee Sgt. Major III, YokoKnieveil, and DJ Taco Supreme. They'll also have drink specials and Dante's hotdogs!
And it's FREE.
Thee Sgt. Major III, featuring Kurt Bloch, will make you really happy. Here's some sonic evidence:
Thee Sgt. Major III - "Battery Operated"
(Photo from Monotonix's performace at the Sunset last summer. See more here.)
Cutesy Swede gets locked up: Jens Lekman quarantined with H1N1 virus
Cocky Swedes sell out: Pirate Bay sold to gaming company
RIP pt. 1: Sky Saxon of The Seeds passes
RIP pt. 2: Vibe closes its doors
”You will be the kind of person who suddenly gets recognized at places like Burger King, but you will still be the kind of person who eats at places like Burger King”: New reality show stars members of TLC and Salt-N-Pepa
I am now officially worried about this epidemic: Jens Lekman has swine flu.
Here he is in healthier times:
That's how much someone paid for a signed Jackson 5 record released by Motown to coincide with a 1971 TV special called Goin' Back to Indiana. (For that money, I could've replaced my entire lost music collection, gone to Japan for a three-week vacation, and made a handsome contribution to my favorite charity.)

The sale was part of an auction—scheduled before the entertainer's June 25 death—held to unload some Michael Jackson memorabilia. Read more about the auction here.
ht: wax_fm via Twitter
All Headline News reports:
MJ's fans are angry over an interview Jackson gave to CNN on the red carpet.Jackson was very short with his answers about Michael, understandably heavy conversation for a red carpet interview. But Joe Jackson did take the time to plug his new record label, Ranch Records, and introduced his co-owner who started talking about the next step being Blu-ray technology. Michael's fans are not happy.
Not only his fans are upset but also the newscasters:
But, really, Joe Jackson has every right to use the occasion of his son's death to promote his business interests. Why? For one, the words of Bunny Wailer: "Let the dead bury the dead. [A] living man got things to do." For two, a person can be dead to another person long before he/she is actually dead. While the fans are rightly shocked by the sudden death of MJ, his is father is rightly not. MJ has been dead to Joe in a very real way for a very long time. Joe's mourning process is a thing of the distant past.
In Up & Coming tonight:
Pentagram, Nachtmystium, Emeralds, Sol Negro, Witchburn(Studio Seven) Chicago's controversial black-metal band Nachtmystium (see their Wikipedia page) flaunt ultratechnical instrumental flourishes, shredding guitars and vocal cords with equally sadistic relish. Led by guitarist/vocalist Blake Judd (aka Azentrius), they build up a helluva symphonic ruckus. If composer Richard Wagner were born in the 1970s, he'd probably be in a band like Nachtmystium. Maryland's venerable Pentagram emerged in 1971, when Ozzy was svelte and somewhat coherent, and they've maintained an on-and-off career as one of doom metal's most resilient post-Sabbath metallurgists. Local sextet Emeralds inject some liveliness into the stoner-rock template; their exciting dynamics and memorable riffs prove the green hasn't gotten the best of 'em yet. DAVE SEGAL
Remember to check our online music calendar for a complete listing of bands, DJs and live music.
IMO Seattle's best rapper, in his own words. Three times!
Fatal Lucciauno from The Song Show on Vimeo.
Even if you don't comment, watch em.
I think about them for ten seconds because of this post, and now I'm on a total MF&GG kick. They're fun to listen to in the summertime, what can I say? (A personal fave is "End of the Road.")
"Leaving on a Jet Plane"
"Science Fiction Double Feature"
"Wild World"
"End of the Road"
(All MP3s courtesy of Fat Wreck Chords.)
This Wednesday is the first Wednesday of the month, which means it's Grudge Rock night! And this month's installment is sure to be great—it's Patrol vs. the Abodox.
Patrol just released their second full length, Zirconium, which is a heavy and dark rock record sure to please fans of Tool, Helmet, and early Soundgarden. The Abodox, well... the Abodox sounds like this:
The Abodox - "Hole 2"
On Wednesday, the two bands will play a rock and roll version of Family Feud and the winning band walks away with all the door money.
You can read more about why I love Grudge Rock here. And here. And here too. Can you tell I love it? Have I made that clear yet?
And a heads up for August's edition: Grudge Rock will host it's very first "Prime Time Saturday Night Special" on Saturday, August 8th with Thee Emergency vs. A Gun That Shoots Knives.
Nathan Williams in happier times:
Internet musician-"comedian" Jon LaJoie has written a song calling out the media for not loving Michael Jackson as much last week as they did this week. I think it's awful—moral outrage doesn't really work when you're wallowing in the same filth that everyone else is. But I will say this: His song:
Really made me feel good about this guy:
How every store you walked into all weekend, every car that drove by with the stereo loud, was playing Michael Jackson? Of course you did. So, is it over now? One solid weekend of mourning/tribute enough? We good?
Oddfellows, for what it's worth, was just playing Sufjan Stevens, who is alive and well, although those other 48 states have got to be breathing down his neck something fierce.
First of all, the Killers are going to do a covers album.
Fine. I usually hate it when bands do covers albums unless that band is Me First and the Gimme Gimmes, but whatever. Do a covers album, Killers, I don't care.
But what's this... what do they say they might cover? According to NME.com, the band's drummer "cited acts including 'Genesis, Tom Waits, a little Cyndi Lauper, Iggy Pop' as his preferred choices for the album, adding that he's also been 'messing around with a couple of Fleet Foxes songs' recently."
Dear God, no.
Why stop with just the music?: The Academy won’t grant an Oscar for Best Song unless it meets quality standards
Another NASA tragedy: Buzz Aldrin teams up with Snoop Dogg for rap single
You can skip “La La Love You”. Really.: Pixies announce Doolittle tour
I hate the future: Magic Bullet Records puts catalog online for free, looks to advertising for revenue
I guess the past sucked too: The BBC gives a boy a walkman
The next Dug dance party happens Fri. July 3 at Lo-Fi Performance Gallery, hosted by DJs Greasy, Christian Science, and David James.
Dug is a showcase for rare funk, soul, jazz, breaks, reggae, psych, etc. It's basically the pages of Wax Poetics magazine come to vivid life on the Lo-Fi's sound system. This month's special guest is LA boogie specialist Just Max (HVWG/Solid State). You can check out a sweet, eclectic mix of theirs called Things We Like Vol. II here.
Track list
Gabor Szabo-Walking On Nails
Pop Sounds by "The Cool"-Emily Waits (Inst.)
Dick Domane-Fragmented People
Blossom Toes-Kiss of Confusion
Messa Alleluia-La Messa é Finita
Gordon Jackson-The Journey
Julie Driscoll-A New Awakening
Tasavallan Presidenti-Milky Way Moses
Nora Bumbiere-Vientuliba
Czerwone Gitary-Coda
Pride-A Hope
La Bufa-La Reina Elizabeth
Grupo Los Reyes 73-Adeoy
Grupo Irakere-La Verdad
Gal Costa-Objecto Sim Objecto Nao
Gilberto Gil-Cerebro Electronico
Antonio Carlos & Jocafi-Hipnose
Wilson Simonal-No Baixa Do Sapa
Deirdre Wilson Tabac-Get Back
Giant-Queen of Downs
Maxayn-Good Things
Eddie Kendricks-Let Me Run Into Your Lonely Heart
Voices of East Harlem-Little People
8th Day-She's Not Just Another Woman
Irma Thomas-In Between Tears
Jack Rabid—founder of one of America's longest-running fanzines (The Big Takeover began in 1980—will debut his internet radio show, Rabid in the Kennel, July 6. Reportedly inspired by the late, great John Peel, the program will feature interviews with bands and performances. The first guest artist will be the Posies.
Press release after the cut.
The double-edged sword of losing an artist you love(d): It's sad the person dropped dead, but the postmortem press avalanche devoted to the art and life of the freshly dead is a lovely consolation prize. This sword gets quadruple-edged when applied to Michael Jackson, whose artistic highs were unprecedentedly extravagant and whose personal lows were heartbreakingly depraved. So let's get started!
* Over to the left is the cover of the Michael Jackson Commemorative Issue of Time being rushed to newsstands this morning. (As TMZ reports, "The last time the magazine published a special edition in between weekly issues was in the days following 9/11.")
* Meanwhile, The Sun does the dirty work, sharing the shock findings of Jackson's autopsy:
Harrowing leaked autopsy details show the singer was a virtual skeleton—barely eating and with only pills in his stomach at the time he died. His hips, thighs and shoulders were riddled with needle wounds—believed to be the result of injections of narcotic painkillers, given three times a day for years. And a mass of surgery scars were thought to be the legacy of at least 13 cosmetic operations.
* Meanwhile meanwhile, the Daily Mail has Ian Halperin's insider chronicle of Jackson's world.
According to a member of his staff, he was ‘terrified’ at the prospect of the London concerts. ‘He wasn’t eating, he wasn’t sleeping and, when he did sleep, he had nightmares that he was going to be murdered. He was deeply worried that he was going to disappoint his fans. He said he thought he’d die before doing the London concerts. He gave up. His voice and dance moves weren’t there any more. I think maybe he wanted to die rather than embarrass himself on stage.’
Halperin also breaks (heartening) allegations about Jackson's would-be adult homosexuality...
In the course of my investigations, I spoke to two of his gay lovers, one a Hollywood waiter, the other an aspiring actor....When Jackson lived in Las Vegas, one of his closest aides told how he would sneak off to a ‘grungy, rat-infested’ motel—often dressed as a woman to disguise his identity—to meet a male construction worker he had fallen in love with.
...and his final gift to his kids:
‘He has as many as 200 unpublished songs that he is planning to leave behind for his children when he dies. They can’t be touched by the creditors [Jackson reportedly died $400 million in debt], but they could be worth as much as £60million that will ensure his kids a comfortable existence no matter what happens,’ one of his collaborators revealed.
* Meanwhile meanwhile meanwhile, Gawker attends Jackson memorials outside Harlem's Apollo Theater, and finds some great conspiracy theories being born:
Murray has his own little twist on why Jackson was finally killed: he wouldn't tour the U.S. "The CIA did it," Murray explains. "The U.S. was mad at Michael for taking money overseas. They wanted that money."
Allow me to close by highlighting the man doing what he always did best: Selling records. From iTunes:

Halo of Snakes features Brandon Wallace (old drummer for Champion), Rich Hoak (Brutal Truth), Matt Smith (Hot Cross), and Joey Angel. The band recently recorded a couple songs and posted them on their MySpace page.
Not bad, not bad. Some metal-ish guitar, some doomy bass, some thrashy, pissed off vocals. I don't love it, but I'm intrigued. They supposedly working on a new record as well.
Here's what they have to say about the new music: "No sampling, no beatmapping, no guitar pod silliness, minimal overdubs. We used our actual gear, dimed it, recorded live in the same room (there's feedback! I miss feedback!) We're all pretty pleased."
How punk rock.
In other news, the Hot Cross EP Fair Trades and Farewells is still totally killer and you should buy and/or listen to it right now.
(Thanks for the tip, Punknews.org.)