In a medium-smart move of self-marketing (And I'm taking the bait!), this guy who shall remain nameless gets kicked out of this totally underground Microsoft Store show for dancing on top of some laptops (I just made up that rhyme!). Like him or not, you may find it therapeutic to channel all of the pent-up rage you've accumulated over years of using Microsoft products. Just imagine if it were you up there. This video was posted on September 29, has more than 175,000 views, with 612 likes and 285 dislikes, but, this being Line Out, the Land of the Needless Poll Post, we must have a poll!
Before playing 'Learn To Fly', the group's fourth song of the night, Grohl said: "Without making a big deal out of it, we don't have any shows after this. This is it, man. Honestly I don't know when we're gonna do it again…and this is the perfect place to do it."
However, fans of the band will take comfort as, at the end of a blistering set packed with crowd-pleasing anthems such as 'My Hero', 'Times Like These', 'All My Life' and 'Best Of You' and set-closer 'Everlong', Grohl told the audience: "I don't know when, but we'll see you again."
Green Day's Billie Joe didn't like it when the band's set was cut short at the I Heart Radio festival in Vegas last night:
GUITAR SMASH! PUNK ROCK!
Of course, if you were Justin Bieber, they wouldn't have cut your set short because that kid makes hundreds of millions of billions of dollars. AND! If you were so fucking punk rock, you wouldn't be playing a radio music festival with Taylor Swift, Brad Paisley, Usher, in the first place, but I digress.
Today Deftones premiered a new song, "Leathers," from their upcoming album Koi No Yokan. You can stream it at Deftones.com (you don't even have to give them your e-mail address or sign up for anything!).
An in-the-works Screeching Weasel documentary has been shelved because producers are done dealing with Ben Weasel. According to the staff at Midway Pictures, What We Hate is no longer in production, purely because of the controversial lead singer.
In a post on Facebook, producers wrote that Weasel demanded final cut of the movie, even though he had previously agreed to let Midway make “an honest, thorough documentary.” The filmmakers say that ever since Weasel punched a woman at last year’s SXSW festival, he’s “been a nightmare,” and they’re “no longer allowed to speak with him directly.”
He just keeps barfing all over himself.
This isn't surprising news at all. A few weeks ago I got into a Facebook fight (ugh, I know) with Weasel over this piece I wrote about pop punk, puberty, and misogyny. He posted the story on his Facebook page, calling me a moron because he felt I misinterpreted his lyrics, and (clearly, without reading the piece) the Ben Weasel apologists came running.
I wanted to defend myself and my piece, so I got into the comment thread, too. He was demanding I apologize to him—I let him know I had nothing to apologize for. After exchanging words on SW's Facebook page with Ben himself (where he deleted comments that supported me, but left the ones that support him), I eventually just told him to take a nap. It was clear he was looking to fight a fight that didn't exist just to keep getting some attention, any attention. It was a shining moment of my year.
The fact that the makers of the documentary have found him to be impossible to work with only supports that Weasel needs a nap. Just chill out, guy. You need to stop trying to control the world. The angry punk rock dude isn't a good look for you in 2012.
While I'm sorry that the documentary won't see the light (I would really LOVE to hear what Dan Vapid and Larry Livermore have to say), at the same time I find it hilarious that the filmmakers weren't allowed to talk to Weasel directly, when, in my experience, all you have to do to have a conversation with him is say some shit on the internet and he'll come running. He's a control freak with a monstrous ego.
So, Ben Weasel, if you're reading this (your Google alert just went off, didn't it?): Fuck you.
by Dave Segal
on Mon, Sep 17, 2012 at 10:07 AM
As if we didn’t have enough to worry about, now there’s a report projecting that streaming music from the cloud may cause more environmental damage than consuming music via physical products. A paper* on “the hidden cost of digital music consumption” from the MusicTank—a network group for the music industry—concludes (via Robert Andrews’ article for Paid Content):
Digital music streams could harm the environment even more than compact discs – so green-minded operators should introduce caching, or even ship their entire catalogues on a single chip.
YouTube alone could account for 1 percent of global electricity consumption by 2013. For some reason, this Rolling Stones song just came to mind.
*You have to subscribe to MusicTank's newsletter (it's free) to read the report.
You may know Ping as Apple's failed social networking feature that's been built into iTunes for the last few years. Or you many know it as "that annoying button in iTunes I clicked once and got this":
Either way, September 30 Apple is sending Ping to Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time Heaven™ to take its place alongside the likes of Encarta, Google Wave, and Facebook’s IPO. What went wrong? We shall now conduct a Scientifically Inscrutable Line Out Poll™. And yes, I'm going to trademark all my bad slogans all day.
If you're a rabid fan of the southern rock band Lynyrd Skynyrd, you're already aware that today is the birthday of songwriter and guitar player Steve Gaines. Let me just get this fact out of the way right now, Lynyrd Skynyrd fucking rules.
According to a poorly written Wikipedia page, Gaines "saw The Beatles live in a baseball d in Kansas City." Gaines replaced original Skynyrd guitarist Ed King, who was also the guitarist for the Strawberry Alarm Clock. On top of that, Ed King co-wrote the psychedelic radio crossover, "Incense and Peppermints." In a crazy coincidence, it's Ed King's birthday as well. Today is everybody's birthday!
Ed King co-wrote "Sweet Home Alabama." For a reason that Wikipedia doesn't explain, King left Skynyrd during the 1975 Torture Tour. Steve Gaines had a sister named Cassie who was part of the Lynyrd Skynyrd back-up band called the Honkettes. She suggested her brother join the band during the search to replace King. Both Cassie and Steve Gaines were raised in Miami, Oklahoma. I'm pretty sure in Oklahoma, the town of Miami is pronounced Mi-am-a.
Steve Gaines only appeared on one Lynyrd Skynyrd LP, Street Survivors. The cover of the LP was a photograph of the band surrounded by flames, an ominous coincidence, as three members of Lynyrd Skynyrd died in a plane crash three days after the release of Street Survivors. The fatalities included Steve & Cassie Gaines, as well as lead singer Ronnie Van Zant.
Gaines was buried in Florida, but his remains were moved in 2000 after vandals broke into his tomb. Alternative country/Southern rock band, Drive-By Truckers wrote a song about Steve Gaines entitled "Cassie's Brother," which has another poorly written Wikipedia page.
On a lighter note, renowned television actor Sally Struthers was arrested for driving under the influence in the wee hours of Wednesday morning. Struthers was released after posting $160 bail. Struthers was born in Portland, Oregon in 1948 and has a sister named Sue. Struthers married controversial psychiatrist, William C. Rader, in 1977. Rader is known for his work with offshore fetal stem cell treatments in the 1990s. Rader was also the co-author of a 1977 episode of All in the Family called "Archie's Bitter Pill." In that episode, main character Archie Bunker becomes addicted to speed (?!?), but eventually recovers.
When "Free Bird" comes on the radio, do you change the station?
Jawbox frontman and super producer J. Robbins produced (and played bass on) the new Regents album, Antietam After Party. The DC band features members of Frodus, Sleepytime Trio, and Thursday, and Antietam After Party will be released on November 20th.
Hot tipper Anna Minard was reading the liner notes for Alanis Morissette's Jagged Little Pill when she discovered that Flea (of RHCP) and Dave Navarro (of devilish facial hair) play bass and guitar, respectively, on "You Oughta Know"—that song about Dave Coulier. Please enjoy Flea's isolated bass track below.
Grammy-winning Christian music superstar Randy Travis was arrested just before midnight on Tuesday in north Texas after being found him drunk and naked near his wrecked truck some 60 miles north of Dallas.
Though he was detained initially in Grayson County on suspicion of driving under the influence of alcohol, a class B misdemeanor, Travis made the situation worse by reportedly threatening to murder a state trooper at the scene, incurring a third-degree felony charge of retaliation that typically carries up to 10 years in prison.
Charmingly sloppy and infectiously enthusiastic New York punk band Bomb the Music Industry just posted this on their blog:
This is a weird thing to write that I don’t want to write. But it was agreed on that it would be “mean” if I didn’t… I’ve been putting it off all day, and now that the record collection is alphabetized, all mail-order is done, and my groceries are color-coded seems like I gotta do it. (EDIT: I even waited a full day before posting this. oh boy.)
There’s a very very good chance this upcoming US tour is going to be our last time coming through most of these cities. We all still love each other and love playing music together. There’s no weird rifts or anything. To put it simply, the 9 - 10 months or our lives when we are not playing music are not fantastic. To put it complicatedly, those months are weird vortexes (vortices?) of time where we float in between weird jobs that further us in very little ways as human beings aside from you know, the thrill delivering ten sheets of plexi to celebrity photo shoots (glamorous!) or the satisfaction of doing sound for another Green Day cover band (very glamorous!)… it seems like it’s just time to see if there’s anything out there that can provide us with full-time joy instead of part-time joy.
You can read the whole thing—including the part where they reserve the right to take all of this back and tour for the rest of their lives—here. They also posted a new song, “80s Through the 50s,” on their blog.
Gerard Cosloy's résumé regarding important music is long and varied. He started the brilliant zine Conflict as a youth. He probably saw the Freeze and the Proletariat more than a few times, but I'm just guessing on that one. He hung out with G.G. Allin, ran Homestead Records, is part owner of Matador Records, and runs an extremely celebrated sports-heavy blog called Can't Stop The Bleeding.
When I first read his post, my mouth dropped open in disbelief, causing Starbucks to dribble all over my North Face fleece. Then I remembered somebody telling me that the Kingdome was a total dump that was prone to drop concrete chunks on your head. Which begs raises the question, "Is Gerard Cosloy right? Does hardly anybody miss the Kingdome?"
Comforting news for anyone over the age of 35, scientists have worked out that modern pop music really is louder and does all sound the same.
Researchers in Spain used a huge archive known as the Million Song Dataset, which breaks down audio and lyrical content into data that can be crunched, to study pop songs from 1955 to 2010.
A team led by artificial intelligence specialist Joan Serra at the Spanish National Research Council ran music from the last 50 years through some complex algorithms and found that pop songs have become intrinsically louder and more bland in terms of the chords, melodies and types of sound used.
"We found evidence of a progressive homogenization of the musical discourse," Serra told Reuters. "In particular, we obtained numerical indicators that the diversity of transitions between note combinations - roughly speaking chords plus melodies - has consistently diminished in the last 50 years."
We didn't need a study to tell us this, of course. Anyone paying any attention at all has noticed songs get louder, simpler, more generic. But it feels good to know that my lack of deciphering one Top 40 hit from another isn't because I'm getting old and jaded, but because, OFFICIALLY, there just isn't much of a difference there in the first place.
Long considered home to the worst commenters on the internet, YouTube is in the process of upgrading its comment system in order to better tame its most loathsome members.
Throbbing Gristle's "Maggot Death" brings out the winners
It's about time, although I'll be curious to see how they do it. It's one thing for a user to say they dislike a video or to disagree with another commenter—that's engagement, that's community-building—but it's another to call people names and to unleash racist/sexist/homophobic diatribes. Where do you draw the line?
There's no question YouTube has its work cut out for it; its comment sections are widely regarded as cesspools. Meme harvester BuzzFeed called YouTube "a comment disaster on an unprecedented scale" with "the worst commenters on the internet;" online entrepreneur (and Wired contributor) Andy Baio called them "historically pretty bad;" and the online comic XKCD in 2006 imagined the moon landing being broadcast—and moronically heckled—on YouTube. "The internet has always had loud dumb people," XKCD illustrator Randall Munroe wrote in an accompanying caption, "but I've never seen anything quite as bad as the people who comment on YouTube videos."
A staff of human beings and not just some sort of computer algorithm could monitor all remarks—Amazon had workers maintaining customer review queues when I worked there—but that takes time and money. It also slows the process down, and users have grown accustomed to instant "look at me!" gratification.
A recent study of top-40 hits from 1965 through the first decade of the '00s shows that pop songs are increasingly sounding sadder since the mid '60s, i.e., being written in minor modes and containing more "self-focused and negative" lyrics. There's also been a trend toward longer and slower songs in charts. After my recent dalliance with the Billboard top 10, I'm inclined to agree with this analysis; I definitely left the experience feeling sadder for my ears.
Here's the abstract from the study Emotional Cues in American Popular Music: Five Decades of the Top 40 by Schellenberg, E. Glenn; von Scheve, Christian Psychology of Aesthetics, Creativity, and the Arts, May 21 , 2012:
1. Some musical characteristics are cues to happiness (fast tempo, major mode); others are cues to sadness (slow tempo, minor mode). Listening to music with inconsistent emotional cues leads to mixed feelings and perceptions, or simultaneous happy and sad responding. We examined whether emotional cues in American popular music have changed over time, predicting that music has become progressively more sad-sounding and emotionally ambiguous. Our sample comprised over 1,000 Top 40 recordings from 25 years spanning five decades. Over the years, popular recordings became longer in duration and the proportion of female artists increased. In line with our principal hypotheses, there was also an increase in the use of minor mode and a decrease in average tempo, confirming that popular music became more sad-sounding over time. Decreases in tempo were also more pronounced for songs in major than in minor mode, highlighting a progressive increase of mixed emotional cues in popular music. (PsycINFO Database Record (c) 2012 APA, all rights reserved)