
I can't believe Johnny Cash's cover of NIN's "Hurt" still makes me cry. Am I that big of a cornball? Do I have the heart of a tiny baby? Damn you, KEXP. I'm trying to get dressed for work.
Debacle Fest happens May 3-5 at three separate Seattle venues. The annual experimental-music event—now in its sixth year—is destined to be a live highlight of 2013. You can read about it in this interview with founder/curator Sam Melancon, who also runs Debacle Records.
Melancon and his assistant Rachel LeBlanc will be appearing on Sean Morrow's show on KEXP (90.3FM/www.kexp.org) at 1 am Thursday (that's tonight, for all intents and purposes). Sean will interview the Debacle operatives and play music by some of the artists performing at the fest. If you can't stay up for the show, you can check it out on the station's archives.
As a bonus, you can check out a Debacle Fest mixtape at Redefine, assembled and annotated by Melancon and featuring tracks by Expo '70, Black Hat, Prostitutes, Plankton Wat, Mind Over Mirrors, Moon Pool & Dead Band, GOODWIN, Swahili, and Biosexual. It's a strong survey of profound, probing sounds that offer a vivid, partial portrait of the sonic underground.
Seattle psych-rock demiurges Midday Veil perform on KEXP’s Audioasis show (hosted by Sharlese) at 8:30 tonight (90.3FM, kexp.org). The band’s new Randall Dunn-produced album, The Current, is coming out May 13 on their own Translinguistic Other label. You can check out a few songs from this expansive opus below.

Seattle heavy-metal valedictorians Lesbian preview their hotly anticipated third album, Forestelevision (slated for June 25 release on Translation Loss Records), on KISW’s Metalshop show on Sat. April 20, 99.9FM, 11 pm-3 am, with hosts Kevin Diers (Stranger freelancer) and Ian.
More info here.
Seattle DJ Marco Collins is a huge part of why the world loves bands like Weezer, Nirvana, Death Cab for Cutie, Beck, Pearl Jam, Modest Mouse, and so many more—he was the first radio DJ to play dozens of these bands that went on to be huge successes. If you listened to the radio in the 90s, you heard Marco. (Full-disclosure, I had a huge crush on him all through high school, just based on his voice on the radio, and one time, while MxPx was visiting him in the studio—back in 1996 I think?—he let me talk to the band on air and I was giddy for hours.)
But Collins, who you can now hear on JetCityStream.com, has also battled drugs and addiction. The documentary The Glamour and the Squalor examines both Collins' successes and his struggles. I can't wait to see it.
Kinski guitarist/vocalist Chris Martin generously asked me to guest on his excellent, long-running radio show on KBCS, Ampbuzz. Martin describes the show as "An integrated mix of psychedelic rock, outsider folk, free and not-so-free jazz, and anything else that can be considered 'out' but not necessarily 'noise.'"
Last night I spun some strange old and new tracks by musicians hailing from a lot of different places—from Igor Wakhévitch to Jan Jelinek—and answered in a serious monotone voice some questions that Chris asked me. There's a chance you may hear some tracks you like. I tried not to air anything that's been overexposed. The program's archived for two weeks on kbcs.fm; you can listen here if you have a spare two hours.
Kinski's album-release party for Cosy Moments (Kill Rock Stars) happens April 5 at the Sunset.
Doug Haire's Sonarchy program on KEXP (Sundays at midnight, 90.3 FM/kexp.org) spotlights adventurous new music and sound art created in the Northwest. Recorded live in Jack Straw Productions studios, the show is now in its 17th year. The upcoming April lineup looks very impressive. For more information, you can contact Haire at doug@jackstraw.org.
April 7th Simon Henneman Quintet + 6 guests fire a full broadside at the crossroads of jazz and creative music. Simon - guitar, Kenny Mandel - saxes, Kate Olson - saxes, John Seman - bass, Mark Ostrowski - drums with Bill Monto, Bill Krautz, Jim Knodle, Amy Denio, Erica Carlson and Jen Gilleran.
April 14th John Schuller and James Davis. This Sonarchy Archive show is a two guitar attack with cinematic, extreme sound pressure results. Originally broadcast in June 2002.
April 21st Jon Sheckler's Bodies of Water Ensemble. New jazz music from drummer and composer, Jon Sheckler. Reuel Lubag - piano, Bren Plummer - bass, Josh Williams - guitar, Mat Montgomery - trumpet, Ryan Shepard - trombone, Jory Tindall - soprano sax and Devin Duval - tenor sax.
April 28th Brain Fruit. An electronic duo that re-imagine classic kosmische/krautrock experimentation through modern hardware synthesis.
Since the age of eleven, he’s been living in and navigating through the justice system, having served prison stints of three years, three years, and four years. The last two were in Federal. At one point while serving his most recent sentence, he had the opportunity to be cell mates with his father, who he had not previously known. This past March, Supremo became a free man, and he doesn’t plan on going back. P.Supremo is a self educated individual. He has things to say, many songs to play, and much wisdom to dispense. There's an interesting interview where he talks about his life in prison – here. We spoke.
What will you be talking about on the show tonight? What will you be playing?
P.Supremo: I'm gonna play some West Coast 90s rap and talk about parents in prison, and how it affects their kids. Also talking about federal drug laws and the harsh prison time for drug offenders. Enchiladas will possibly be served to the people who show up, because it is open to the public. Hollow Earth is 2018 A E. Union St. 98122.
It’s basically a talk radio show mixed with rap music, and local songs too. I talk about my experiences in the prison system, state and federal. I talk about the reality of prison life. The violence, drugs, gangs, and lack of school programs. I have special guests as well. There’s a huge population of people in prison. Many of them will be out one day, possibly living in your community as well as mine. I think society needs to consider giving those who are locked up more programs inside, so they can acquire and obtain more skills. I think the system should be rehabilitating more, and sending more skilled, non violent people back into society. Not freeing people who are more violent than when they went in. “Welcome to the Yard” is what prison guards say to people when they arrive to be locked up.
I tie in the hip hop music as a way to show the world that we're not just making gangster rap. We’re simply tellin' our story, and it’s keeping a lot of people I know out of prison. So if any one wants to know how prison really is, I encourage them to call in, write in, or come down to the station. Shows like Lockup are not all that real. Actual prison life gets deeper. I take my listeners through some events in my life. At the end of the day I want the youth to know prison is a horrible place, and to choose another route.
The first thing I heard upon awakening this morning was My Bloody Valentine's "If I Am" from the new m b v album playing on KEXP. Ooh, it sounded sweet at 6:46 am. Then DJ John Richards segued into Medicine's "Time Baby III" from The Crow OST. Yes! This is how I like to start a damn work day—with a brilliant, logical segue, heard unexpectedly on ye olde radio.
Both songs tap into that languid state between slumber and wakefulness in which, aptly enough, some types of music sound their best. "If I Am" initially sounded slight and like something MBV literally could create in their sleep, but in the context outlined above, it sounded unspeakably tender and beautiful and a wonderful addition to the group's canon of classics. And props to Richards for finding perhaps the best song with which to follow it up, with the bonus of reminding everyone that Medicine were the closest thing America had to MBV in the '90s. Go back and listen to Shot Forth Self Living and The Buried Life and be astounded all over again—or for the first time, as the case may be.
Better late than never... if you missed this segment on Street Sounds, KEXP's hiphop-centric weekly Sunday night show, you can catch host Larry Mizell Jr. (the super-productive columnist/blogger for The Stranger) interview OCnotes and watch him perform four of his tracks. The mercurial producer shows some of his range of styles over these 17 minutes of air time, playing “Morgan Free & ODB,” “Red Alert Song,” and “Kitty Kat” from Pre Future Post Modern Love Song aka AlienBootyBass and the previously unreleased “Number 7." Also check out OC's mother lode of sweetness on his Bandcamp, too. Hairy Kwanzaanukahmas to you and yours.
Last night I was up till 3 am after a DJ gig and, as often happens at around that time, I turned on the boombox to KEXP, keeping the volume faint. At around 7:20 am, through non-REM sleep, the familiar lyrics of my favorite Silver Apples song, “Lovefingers,” had seeped into my consciousness—but the music was more subdued, slower, bassier, and the vocals definitely weren’t Simeon’s; they were by a woman who knew the value of understatement and mystique.
Was this a dream? No, this was School of Seven Bells’ unfaithfully reverent version of that classic proto-techno jam. Somehow this rendition by SVIIB's Alejandra Deheza and Benjamin Curtis had eluded me, but thanks to KEXP’s John Richards, I discovered it in the best possible, hypnapompic manner.
Seattle radio station KEXP is soliciting top-20 album lists from its listeners up through Dec. 21. Your contributions will likely shape the list, which will then be count down on the air in the near future. Vote for your favorite long players here (you can write in titles that don't appear in KEXP's database; only vote once, okay?).
I need to do some serious evaluating before I form my own top-20 list, but right now I can say that Nick Edwards' Plekzationz, Holly Herndon's Movement, and Three Legged Race's Persuasive Barrier will appear on it. More on that when the arduous task of reviewing and tabulating a year's worth of releases is completed.
Stranger freelancer and KEXP DJ Kurt B. Reighley will interview Welsh avant-rock legend John Cale today at 3 pm. Tune in at 90.3FM or at kexp.org. I hope Mr. Reighley at least briefly touches on Cale’s Church of Anthrax collaboration with Terry Riley, even if it is distant, obscure history.
Cale performs Thurs. Dec. 6 at Showbox at the Market with Cass McCombs.
Yesterday on the radio I had an in-studio session with the Internet—the completely unpretentious yolo-age neo-soul group led by the Lisa Bonet-chill Syd Tha Kyd and the far-out, fat-fingered East Point ex-pat Matt Martianz—who's Purple Naked Ladies and Frank Ocean's kinda not-since-Voodoo-type classic Channel Orange were the superbly kicked-back, wryly-written cream of Odd Future's 2012. To the people who, in 2011, became some of OF's most overzealous fans and haters, this music was hella not the future they imagined for the crew founded by Tyler, the Creator.
I also was visited in the studio by the core of the Sportn' Life Records familia, and in the center was Nissim, the artist formerly known as D.Black (and, once upon a time, Danger). I debuted his new solo song "Ricochet," released just today:
Then there's the SnL supergroup that includes him, Fatal Lucciauno, Spaceman and Larry Hawkins—their name is My Life My Love. I really like this name, not to mention life, and (especially) love—which I saw and felt as in the studio yesterday, and which (as someone told me yesterday) we need right now. They released a strong new Vitamin D-produced song a second ago off of their upcoming self-titled EP, and are performing at Sportn' Life's ten year anniversary party at Barboza on Wednesday, along with the rest of the roster, including Fly Moon Royalty. FMR's dessert-first sweet "Birthday Song" from their May 2012 Dimensions EP is suited to the occasion (and would, for that matter, sound great in a commercial for diamonds—that's a freebie).
Early this morning, I returned from The Internet's show with Kingdom Crumbs at the Crocodile (which I'm still buzzing from) and perused the internet—the closest thing that a whole lot of a whole generation seem to liken to an inalienable right and spiritual force ("Thank you Based God" - Al Gore). Through it, all things flow, right? So somehow I got to "Nissim," a large tune off of Breakthrough, the Gaslamp Killer's first studio album:
The internet also told me a few meanings of "Nissim"—which, oddly enough, kinda reminded me of the internet, or the universe, or what have you, all over again.
*http://shabdkosh.raftaar.in/Hindi-Dictionary/Meaning/nissim
**http://eteacherhebrew.com/Hebrew-Names/nissim-nisim
***http://www.thinkbabynames.com/meaning/1/Nissim

I awoke randomly this morning at 5, and as is my wont when this sort of thing happens, I turned on the radio to KEXP. There I heard the ghostly emanations of “My Volcano” by Valet (Portland musician Honey Owens, also in Miracles Club). I was shocked, to say the most. You just don’t hear much Valet on the airwaves, especially the lost 2007 classic Blood Is Clean, so this was a nice omen for today.
Thank you, graveyard-shift DJ Sean (he’s a Canadian transplant whose last name is top secret) for playing such great, obscure music at those ungodly hours (well, all hours are ungodly, but you know what I mean), including Eyeless in Gaza. Been a minute since I’ve heard them on the old box. Sean: I’ll be keeping tabs on your sets from here on out, insomnia willing.
"Eddie Money wi(n)ning 2:1 over "Double Vision" is a pile of shit." - biffp, 10/10/2012
Harumph. The last Classic Rock Garbage Thunderdome ended in such a shocker that I didn't think I could possibly want to match two songs against themselves again. I am certain that I'm not alone in being baffled by "Take Me Home Tonight" being voted as the best worst garbage track of CRGT#2, but the poll numbers don't lie. Does that mean the Eddie Money track is better at being worse than Foreigner? Is there any way to test the scientific validity of choosing radio songs that are really good at being bad? What if we force Eddie Money into battle with himself?
One thing I have learned, I kind of like Eddie Money. A CRGT#2 commenter named cracked chimed in with, "Eddie Money only had one good song and this ain't it." Which is so totally kind of true. There are many surprising jams in the Money Man's back catalog. Digging into a his back story, Eddie Money came from a family of police officers and decided to not be a cop so that he could rock. Do you remember the television show Cop Rock? I sure don't!
There's something completely excellent about "Think I'm in Love," the third cut on Money's 1982 platinum LP, No Control. If I had to describe it, I'd say that it had a boss urgency similar to "Heart & Soul" by Huey Lewis. There's something tough and relentless about the riffage, but still tame enough that your aunt would turn it up in her El Camino. I know mine did.
The lyrics are typical in their Eddie Money minimal brilliance, most likely about wanting some sex or a blanket. I just did a quick count and it seems that maybe there are only 40 different words in the entire song. Here are the verses:
Ooh, something's got a hold of me now
It's a feeling, burnin' up like I'm on fire
Hold me tight babe, don't leave me by myself tonight
'Cause I don't think I can make it through the nightIt surrounds me, ooh, like a sea of madness
It controls me, makes me do all the things I do for you
On my mind babe, thinkin' about you now
And I don't know if I'll make it through the night
One of my favorite things in the world, besides egg sandwiches, is when somebody rhymes a word with mostly the same word. Rhyming tonight with night? That's tight, not trite.
Which then leads us to the chorus:
I think I'm in love
And my life's lookin' up
I think I'm in love
'Cause I can't get enough
I think I'm in love
It's gotta be love
HOLY F. That last line is seriously the best way a person could end a chorus of this type. He's doing all of this explaining, deciding how he thinks he feels. He admits that he's totally out of control in a "sea of madness." Like earlier, I was thinking that I could totally eat an egg sandwich, and I was wondering about all of the reasons why I might want an egg sandwich, and then it hit me—it's gotta be hunger.
But what does the brilliant Songmeanings.com website have to say about this new contender? Well, nothing really, as the meaning of this one can probably never be found. Commenter Derek8581 (not me, unfortunately) did state, "Wow, Eddie! How do you do it? When you make songs like this one, I KNOW I'm in love."
To which I can only respond, "Word, bro."
Last month's triumph of Foreigner's "Double Vision" over REO Speedwagon's "Take It on the Run" wasn't much a surprise to CRGT readers. Though it was brought up by camlux that there is "no good Speedwagon," I totally disagree. The Gary Richrath heavy "Ridin' the Storm Out" or "Flying Turkey Trot" could easily demolish most of what Styx or the Eagles have to offer. Alas, those are battles for later days.
As chosen by less than 30 votes, "Double Vision" advances into a higher imaginary CRGT tier. I'm not sure if a quick re-cap is needed, this is a song we've all heard waaaaaaay too many times. But in a way, it still rules. We discussed last month how it's mostly about getting wasted on a bunch of drugs. To further quote the brilliant Song Meanings website, user kfe2 describes "Double Vision" with:
The band wrote this after seeing New York Rangers goalie John Davidson get knocked out during the 1977 Stanley Cup Playoffs. Davidson is now a popular hockey analyst for ABC Sports. The changed it around to talk about being at a party.
My reply to that can only be: "?!?!??!??!??!?!??!??!??!??!??!??!???!?!??!??!??!?!??!?!?."
Today's challenger is a great one, though. Well, you know, great bad and then good again because it's so bad. It's Eddie Money's "Take Me Home Tonight," a song so shallow and insipid that it reminds me of a 1983 Volkswagen Rabbit stuck in three feet of December snow in Ohio. In other words: it goes nowhere. Keith Whiteman of the Grave Babies offers: "Well, I listened to the song twice and all I could think of was if he was good in bed or not. So that's a disturbing thought. I feel a hunger. It's a hunger."
Released in 1986, "Take Me Home Tonight" hit #1 on the U.S. Billboard Mainstream Rock Tracks and #4 on the U.S. Billboard Hot 100. That's certainly enough copies sold to buy a few white Corvettes. Though, I'm not sure how much "aqua gravel" it could afford.
I used to read Hit Parader and Circus magazines as a child, and I remember a letter to the editor in one of those asking if Eddie Money had upper teeth, as he never seemed to show them. I usually think about this whenever I hear Eddie Money. Today, when I heard this song, was the first time I realized that he's actually referencing Ronnie Spector from the Ronnettes in the song, with the line, "Just like Ronnie sang." It would be embarrassing for me to tell you what I thought he was saying before, because it doesn't make any sense. It's nice that she duets on the chorus though, I guess.
As for the meaning of "Take Me Home Tonight," one doesn't have to travel too far in their brain to figure out what's happening in this song. Dude's got a hunger and he needs to eat physical love. According to the wonderfully poorly written Wikipedia page, when questioned about the song,
"...the band stated that it was inspired by an unknown person named "Garth," who, as childhood friend of the bandmembers, was constantly looking to sleep over at other people's houses. Other sources say it relates to Producer Jacob Dooley's obsession with convincing the drunkest girl in the bar to take him back to her house.
My reply to that can only be: "?!?!??!??!??!?!??!??!??!??!??!??!???!?!??!??!??!?!??!?!?."
Again, back to the ever informative Song Meanings, user darreno27 writes:
Me and my roomies constantly play this song at parties. It get the crowd pumped up with the ladies flying around. One of our favorite songs. I always jam this on my guitar full bore when finals are done and it's time for a break.
Dude, that's awesome. Regardless, in true Classic Rock Garbage Thunderdome fashion, we're here to decide: which of these awful songs is better? Vote quick, vote often.
Via WFMU
Hey, left-leaning news junkies: Do you get nostalgic shivers upon hearing the jaunty little theme music to NPR’s All Things Considered? Then check out this compendium of said miniature compositions that signal the onset of some good ol’ news in your earholes (there's even a zip file of 'em you can download, you freak).
Some of those ’70s pieces sound like the handiwork of Gershon Kingsley or Jean-Jacques Perrey, all analog-synth frippery and whimsy. The tracks gradually become less manic and quirky, tilting toward dinner-club jazz and mild, quasi-patriotic fanfares.
Still awake? Good; go here for the All Things Considered theme bonanza.