TOP 10 NW MUSIC FOR WEEK OF 6/3 - 6/9 FROM THE OFFICE OF FILM + MUSIC Compiled from figures at Sonic Boom Records (Ballard) and Easy Street Records (West Seattle)
1. Alice in Chains - Devil Out Dinosaurs Here 2. Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - The Heist 3. Mad Season - Above 4. Mark Lanegan & Duke Garwood - Black Pudding 5. Robert Delong - Just Movement 6. Microphones - It Was Hot, We Stayed in the Water 7. The Postal Service - Give Up (10th Anniversary) 8. Telekinesis - Dormarion 9. Hannalee - Morchella 10. Sean Nelson - Make Good Choices
Alice in Chains sold more than Macklemore & Ryan Lewis? Whuuuuuuut?
by Dave Segal
on Mon, Jun 10, 2013 at 3:21 PM
It's generally agreed that Nirvana's deceased frontman had pretty good musical taste for somebody who helped to garner some platinum records. More evidence of that comes courtesy of this handwritten list—via Flavor Wire via Kurt Cobain's Journals—of Kurt's top 50 albums. Along with a bunch of expected titles (Stooges' Raw Power, Pixies' Surfer Rosa, Bowie's The Man Who Sold the World, three Wipers LPs) there are some surprises: Mazzy Star (um, they didn't have a self-titled album), Swans' Raping a Slave, Saccharine Trust's first EP, the Clash's Combat Rock (not their best by any means). The inclusion of Public Enemy's It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Backshould be shocking, but for some reason it isn't.
I've been moving for the last week or so, and after all the boxes had been lugged away, I remembered this little song by the Weakerthans about moving. I played it quietly to myself in the empty room (song starts at about 0:50):
Now that the furniture's returning to its Goodwill home With dishes and last week's paper Rumors and elections Crosswords, our unending wars The black on our fingers smeared the ink on every door pulled shut Now that the last month's rent is scheming with the damage deposit...
But are there any others about the mundaneness of packing, about boxes and tape and the solemn emptiness of rooms, about the bareness of walls and ghosts of posters, the wistful sagging venetian blinds, the loneliness/hopefulness combo, the end-of-an-era feeling? The internet isn't finding any for me.
by Kyle Fleck
on Thu, May 23, 2013 at 12:01 PM
Cash Money + Heiress Money = ???: I shit you not, Paris Hilton is the latest signing to Birdman's Cash Money empire. Way to stay relevant, guys.
DJ Marco Gets His Due: Seattle DJ Marco Collins, sometimes credited with "breaking" Nirvana and Pearl Jam to the public, is now the star of an upcoming documentary, The Glamour and the Squalor.
Boards of Canada's Mysterious, Globe-Spanning Album Rollout Continues: With a video played at midnight in Tokyo. What's up with these electronic acts and their crazy marketing schemes? It's about the music, man.
Ke$ha Goes GG Allin, Drinks Own Urine on Reality Show: Unsurprisingly upsetting people like the Parents Television Council.
BASED on the Runway: A student at Parsons fashion school made a collection inspired by the one and only Lil B. These pictures may be TBFW (Too Based For Work).
The Bucket List of Jazz: KPLU 88.5's Kevin Kniestedt has compiled a list of the "1,000 Jazz Albums to Hear Before You Die." If you're looking for a starter course on "America's indigenous art form," there are far worse places to start than here.
by Kelly O
on Thu, Apr 18, 2013 at 12:15 PM
EDS NOTE: Says Slogger and Lineout-er, Violet DaGrinder, "I wrote a guide to Prince's dirty songs for a friend of mine, in honor of his tour, where he won't be probably playing any of them. I thought the Prince fan(s) at The Stranger might appreciate it."
Album Cover for "Prince" released October 19th, 1979
Cream—wherein Prince jacks off in front of a mirror
Insatiable—wherein Prince cajoles you into making a sex tape, which he will definitely edit into something tasteful
Electric Chair—wherein Prince tells you that what he has planned for you is technically punishable by death, in a sexy way
I Wanna Melt With U—wherein Prince worries that he may have just statutory-raped you, because that's kiiiiind of a lot of blood, but as long you're cool with it, chorus verse bridge
• Number of days I've been at SXSW: 4 • Number of burgers I've eaten: 7 • Times I *thought* I saw Dave Grohl: 22 • Times I've seen Wayne Coyne: 0 (but there's still this weekend!) • Number of sunburns: 3 • Times I was mistaken for Nicole from Slutever: 5 • Times I've seen Andrew WK: 1 • Interviews conducted with Andrew WK: 0 (Would have gone something like: "Any comment on your resemblance to Jack Black and friend Dan from MTNS? When was the last time you had a real nosebleed?") • Times the van has broken down: 2 • Number of Jurassic Park back patches: 1!!!
by Dave Segal
on Thu, Mar 14, 2013 at 12:23 PM
Another CD cover I never want to see again for the rest of my life.
Buzz Feed’s run-down of CDs you see cluttering up used bins everywhere resonates with annoying truth. It made me flash back to my stint as a part-time record-store employee in 2003-2004, during which I'd roll my eyes as yet more copies of the same damn titles would arrive on a nearly daily basis. But the 38 albums in writer Matthew Perpetua's list are far from comprehensive. He left out these ubiquitous discarded discs (which are just a fraction of the deluge):
The Cranberries- Bury the Hatchet Red Hot Chili Peppers- Blood Sugar Sex Magic Björk- Homogenic Beck- Sea Change Santana- Supernatural Moby- almost every title, but especially Play and 18 Nine Inch Nails- The Downward Spiral
Even all-time consensus classics like Miles Davis’ Kind of Blue, Nirvana’s Nevermind, and John Coltrane’s A Love Supreme appear with some regularity in used bins. Really, anything that was massively popular at some point inevitably seems to end up in the compact-disc cemetery. Anybody have a Celexa?
Between listening to new records by Universe People and Burnt Palms and getting blown away by inspiring shows like Nü Sensae and Fucking Dyke Bitches, just this month alone, I am feeling pretty grateful for all the amazing women making music in the current rock/DIY scene (I say rock/DIY and not punk because of course, we've all heard that punk is dead now.) And did you know that tomorrow is International Women's Day? Which is not to be confused with the plot to establish an International Men's Day, which I just found out is actually NOT a joke. I was wondering how International Women's Day should be recognized... even Google changes it's logo for the occasion! So I took an informal poll among some Seattle musicians on how tomorrow should be celebrated:
"RSVP to the Women Who Rock conference at UW on Saturday" "If you are a woman, don't say 'I'm sorry' for one full day" "Thank your mom for all the years of unpaid labor it took to raise you" "Treat yourself to an IUD, it helps with mood swings and pesky unwanted fertilizations" "Tell someone you are a feminist" "Volunteer for a women's shelter" "Keep up on anything you can do to help the imprisoned women of Pussy Riot" "Support a female artist by buying some of their work." "Subscribe to Bitch and send your teenage little sister a link to Rookie Magazine." "Buy a record from a female musician, get some fresh air and eat amazing food" "Re-imagine how Katy Perry should have accepted her Billboard Woman of the Year Award." "Take your best ladies out, out a la Valentine's Day" "Vajazzle your hoo-haa"
When I was leaving a party at the Rendezvous Grotto last year, I passed the upstairs theater and got totally sucked into the last two songs of a set by Wax Idols from Oakland. I ended up buying their amazing debut record, No Future and it was one of my most beloved new music finds of 2012. Since they are about to release a new record in March, I dug up six hot facts about the Wax Idols: 1.) The band is the brainchild of frontwoman/songwriter Hether Fortune who plays almost every instrument on No Future, and band name is a reference to the wax-colored Christs that glow in the dark from the Bob Dylan song "It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding.)" 2.) In one interview, she says that she was dropped from Hunx and His Punx for being "too serious," and she refuses to let band members drink, do drugs, or talk onstage. 3.) The band released and quickly sold out of their their Schadenfreude 7" on vanguard Seattle label Suicide Squeeze. 4.) One of her goals is to become good friends with Marilyn Manson, because she thinks they'd end up being "really good friends." 5.) Hether Fortune created a a zine called "Orgazm Addict" about her gig as a working dominatrix, and her tweets about her job can be pretty amazing. 6.) They have a video directed by the brilliant Hannah Lew (also the drummer of Grass Widow)
by Dave Segal
on Wed, Jan 30, 2013 at 12:40 PM
Flavorwire.com offers a list of the 10 most beautiful record stores on the planet—and not one from Seattle made the cut. Well, our shops may not be the most aesthetically pleasing (although Wall of Sound and Jive Time are eminently pleasant spaces in which to browse), but many of them do have great content. Fingerprints in Long Beach, California is another shop that should've made it. Of the 10 establishments featured here, I've been to two: Amoeba in LA and Tower in Tokyo. Both are mighty attractive and—bonus—full of great music.
Which stores—not just in Seattle, but from anywhere—do you think should be included in this list?
by Dave Segal
on Thu, Jan 24, 2013 at 10:54 AM
In addition to playing guitar for COUM Transmissions, Throbbing Gristle, and later Chris & Cosey and other TG/C&C spinoff projects, Cosey Fanni Tutti (Christine Newby) worked as an erotic dancer during the '70s. In Drew Daniel’s 33 1/3 book on Throbbing Gristle’s classic 1979 LP 20 Jazz Funk Greats (which I’m currently reading and enjoying), Tutti lists the songs she preferred moving to while removing her clothes. No matter your stance on stripping, the selections are fascinating. She even breaks it down to which songs accompanied which routines.
PVC outfit: “Hard Working Man” – Captain Beefheart, “Heaven” – Pere Ubu School girl outfit: “Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick” – Ian Dury and the Blockheads, “Don’t It Make My Brown Eyes Blue” – Crystal Gayle Pink satin shorts etc.: “Easy” – Commodores Some topless dance tracks: “Native New Yorker” – Odyssey, “Instant Replay” – Dan Hartman, “Lady Maramalade” – Labelle, “You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real)” – Sylvester, “Disco Inferno” – The Trammps
I am finally done with this disgusting cough, with leaving snotty tissues all over my house. But since most of my friends are still hacking away, I felt inspired to make a sick mix. It turns out grunge has a lot of references to cough syrup and being sick without making the whole song about it, but the Ramones win the prize for most lovable straight-up illness songs. Being sick is really punk!
Here's what I came up with:
"You Sound Like You're Sick" - The Ramones "Touch Me I'm Sick" - Mudhoney "Hospital" - The Lemonheads "Amoeba" - The Adolescents "Fever to Tell" - Yeah Yeah Yeahs "Cough/Cool" - The Misfits "Nausea" - X "Fever" - The Cramps "I Wanna Be Well" - The Ramones
I made the artistic decision to leave out "Down With The Sickeness," by the Disturbed. Any More?
by Dave Segal
on Mon, Jan 21, 2013 at 12:07 PM
Every year in its Pazz & Jop poll, the Village Voice asks over a thousand music critics to rate their favorite albums and singles (aka individual album tracks, MP3s, etc.) and then tabulates the results. It's very important business.
Anyway, here is my ballot for your edification, apathy, or mockery. Maybe you’ll find something you didn’t know about in these lists that will improve your life in some microscopic way. If you have any questions, you know how to reach me.
by Josh Bis
on Wed, Jan 16, 2013 at 8:16 PM
In what might be the most difficult arithmetic they'll do all year, 493 music writers managed to cast their ballots for the best albums and singles of 2012 by the December deadline. This week, the results of the Village Voice's annual Pazz & Jop survey have been tabulated and, by runaway margins, we have a new king and queen of the last year in music: Frank Ocean's confessional R&B crossover hit channel ORANGE handily won as the year's best album while Carly Rae Jepsen took the prize for best single with the inexhaustible "Call Me Maybe".
While Ocean was the decisive favorite—mentioned by 35% of voters—the albums list represents only a minor reordering of the medals platform that was Pitchfork'sverdict on the year in records—their hivemind put Kendrick Lamar's musical memoir good kid, m.A.A.d. city on top, but both agreed that Fiona Apple's multifaceted return The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do in the number three spot. Beyond an indulgence of a certain level of textual creativity in album titles, though, the votes reveal a year of "weak consensus" or "inspiring diversity."
Beyond all of the accompanying essays and commentaries on "what it all means", my most favorite part of this annual tradition is the giant piles of resulting data. For instance, on a local front, the Village Voice's results disagreed with KEXP listeners' album of the year selection, with Macklemore & Ryan Lewis's platinum the Heist garnering just four votes (one of which was from Charles R. Cross). Two Sub Pop albums—Fear Fun by Father John Misty and Bloom by Beach House—cracked the top twenty. And, in contrast to my own terminally mainstream tendencies, Dave Segal maintained his place among the "least centric" of all critics.
While you peruse the full results, possibly making this face at the injustice of how your own favorites fared, here's a playlist of the critically-endorsed top forty-one singles of last year:
Let us know how you would have voted—being careful to apportion your hundred points such that no album gets less than five or more than thirty (see, math is hard!)—in the comments.
I'm forever fascinated with bands that can somehow 'bang through an entire set. How the H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks does it work? Do they train? Can a person beef up their neck muscles, so they will survive, night-after-night, on tour? What's the secret? Also, what are your favorite headbangy-est bands? I would really like to photograph them in 2013...
KT Wright / negative1photo.com
In Flames, Showbox SoDo, Dec. 2012
More photos, by KT Wright, from December's Lamb of God show, after the jump!
by Dave Segal
on Tue, Jan 8, 2013 at 12:42 PM
City Arts magazine asked me and several other local journalists and music-industry denizens for a list of five artists from Seattle who impressed us most in 2012. The votes will be tallied for a feature in its February issue, I believe. Below are the names I sent to City Arts. You've read about them before in The Stranger and will likely read more about them in the paper and on Line Out in 2013, as all have an abundance of talent and are at that very hungry stage of their careers. I encourage to you to follow their moves closely. (Please note that it was difficult to narrow this list to five. Seattle's kind of booming at the moment.)
As with all Votel endeavors, he’s dug deep for the sublime and obscure goods and done a bang-up job explaining the circumstances behind the tracks and why they succeed at generating the desired effects; Votel’s writing and researching chops are as acute and incisive as his selecting abilities. Go read the whole thing, listen to the clips, and be scared shirtless here.
Hey, a year end list that actually waits until the end of the fucking year. HOW NOVEL! This is not a best songs/albums of 2012 list because it was impossible to experience everything, but here’s some stuff I liked. That’s about all you can ask for.
BEST SONG BY AN ARTIST FROM MINNEAPOLIS (tie)
GLOSS / Front Porch
I spent my first quarter century in the Twin Cities — In fact, I left there 15 years ago this January 1st to move here and be with you lovely, lucky people — but I always try to keep up with what’s going on in the music scene back home. If you’re bummed there was no new Real Estate album in 2012, this hazy cut of dream pop by newcomers Gloss is for you.