...is the Dave Segal that just opened a deluxe Lee Hazlewood boxed set (which includes four CDs and a 172-page book and is reportedly very heavy), compliments of Light in the Attic Records.
We are all very jealous.
Tomorrow, 12/7, is the official release of Sub Pop co-founder Bruce Pavitt’s excellent new book EXPERIENCING NIRVANA: Grunge in Europe, 1989 at Fantagraphics Bookstore and Gallery, from 6-8 pm.
“Part rock and roll travelogue and part voyeuristic pop culture rubbernecking—an unromantic yet nostalgic glimpse into a rock social movement just prior to its explosion.”—Kim Thayil, Soundgarden
EXPERIENCING—through 200+ photos by Pavitt and Steve Double, with words from Pavitt's candid diaries—chronicles Nirvana’s 1989 (and first-ever) tour of Europe, with label mates Tad. This '89 tour also included the band's career making appearance at the Lame Fest Sub Pop UK Showcase in London with headliners Mudhoney.
Pavitt will be there, and the signing will surely be a momentous moment in Seattle history:
"In addition to special guests Mark Arm and Tad Doyle, both Obama and Lady Gaga "will most likely show up around 7, for the free beer" according to Larry Reid, event organizer. Stoked."—Bruce Pavitt, via Facebook
More photos from the book, after the jump...
Happy 81st birthday, Mr. Richard Wayne Penniman, AKA Little Richard!! As so many other rock and roll greats have now passed, I'M SO FUCKING GLAD YOU'RE STILL ALIVE! Y'all, I had a couple Little Richard's Specialty label albums/45s when I was a kid; man, I played those records till the grooves were white. He taught me how to holler with a wink AND what to expect from rock and roll. What you did for me, Richard, then AND now, I could never thank you enough!!!
Little Richard was born and raised in Macon, Georgia, and was steeped in Jesus and black gospel, but it was only after he was kicked out of his parents' house in 1948 he began performing
secular the devil's music!! He began at the Tick Tock Club and then joined a group, the Buster Brown's Orchestra, as frontman where he "officially" became known as Little Richard. In 1950, after he left Buster Brown's Orchestra, he began performing drag with vaudeville groups, but on meeting Esquerita and frequenting R&B clubs in Atlanta, he went solo. It wasn't long before he was recording R&B for Camden and then Peacock. With those labels he had some local success and a solid band, the Tempo Toppers, but ran into problems with Peacock's label boss, so he split the group. His next group, the Upsetters, he put together in 1954. It was with this group fellow R&B singer, Lloyd Price's, suggested he send a demo to Los Angeles label Specialty. Specialty bought his contract off Peacock, and after a slow start he hit, and I mean HIT, with "Tutti Frutti." It made number 2 on the R&B charts and 17 on Billboard and sold over a million copies! Everything after "Frutti" - he had a solid string of hits, integrated mixed-race audiences, alleged crazed SEX ORGIES, movie appearances, so many insane live shows—BUT, in 1957, all ended with his return to Jesus. It wasn't until 1962 at a show in the UK he returned to his devil music, by then however, he'd lost his momentum and, while still a viable prospect, his raw R&B wasn't the chart topping sound any longer. He didn't stop tho'...eventually he became a rock and roll revivalist, successfully. It was as a revivalist he remained till his retirement this past summer. God damn, what a career, what a man. His hand, or rather his HOLLER, shaped the culture we now live in. "A whop bop-a-lu a whop bam boo!!" indeed.
I don't know fully understand the details, and when someone casually mentioned that Mary J. Blige just played at a Central District Starbucks as we were driving by it, I thought there must be a mistake... but NO! Apparently Mary J. fucking Blige actually, for seriously, performed at the Starbucks on 23rd and Jackson on Monday afternoon.
That is so close to my house! Do you think she'd play at my house sometime?
From the writer/editor of a book I wouldn't mind under my non-denominational tree circa late December, Houston Rap, comes this nearly five-hour mix of Southern-fried goodness, featuring over 60 tracks from Texas' most fertile rap scene.
Just thought it might help you get through your Monday. Via Spin.
Yo Larry, I'm really happy for you and that Bound 2 video, I'mma let you finish but yesterday Bob Dylan released one of the best videos of all time. One of the best videos of all time!
Watch it a hundred times and report back in the comments with your favorite scenes, best shows, or fake headlines.
OK so this has been around for a hot minute, but if you haven't seen it yet, it's new to you! Isn't that what TV stations used to say when they ran reruns in the summer? Seriously though, have a nice Friday y'all. Smoke that dro, don't act like you don't know.
What makes The Constant One so great? Well, let's have a look. I heard the internet liked reading things in list form, so here are three reasons why the new Iron Chic record is so fucking good:
1) Gin Blossoms references! There's a song called "True Miserable Experience" (I see what you guys did there) with the lyrics "We were singing 'Hey Jealousy"/we drove the town and let the cops chase us around." I'm a sucker for not-so-subtle ’90s nostalgia.
2) Erica Freas from RVIVR on guest vocals! I love Freas's voice—it's coarse and unapologetically confident and her back-up vocals double the sing-along factor on "Don't Drive Angry." It's so good! Don't drive angry, but do drive while screaming this song at the top of your lungs.
3) It's poppy punk that doesn't hate women! HOORAY for not whining about how terrible ladies are! I know it's 2013 and it's not quite the epidemic it was back in the day (thanks/no thanks Blink-182), but I extra appreciate it when an all-male punk rock band chooses to not devote their entire catalog to how much the opposite sex can suck.
Earlier this year Olympia punk band RVIVR released The Beauty Between, which is one of the best records of 2013. You can read my official review here, where I gave it five out of five high fives. And last week (HOW DID I MISS IT?) the band released a new video for "Paper Thin," one of the darker songs on the album. The video stars a scary man in underpants, telepathy, ghosts, and more.
You can (and should!) listen to The Beauty Between here. And! The band's playing a free show at Le Voyeur in Olympia on November 19th.
OoooOOOOooooOOO! We just received this neat-o mixtape from Daiana Feuer featuring "32 female-fronted bands getting spooky with tricks, treats, vampires, ghosts, she-wolves, blood, aliens, monkeys, swamp thing, candy, immortal beings, and even Betty Boop makes an appearance."
Happy Halloween, witches!
If you have Spotify and you care to feel some feelings today, I made a playlist out of Dave Segal's top 20 Lou Reed/Velvet Underground songs from his excellent obit/tribute.
Suckered in by my love of Fleetwood Mac, I ordered a $14 craft cocktail and chatted with my server about how Mick opened it last year and frequents the spot when he's on tour. I asked if he was around, and she explained that they were on tour, "I guess they are still pretty good live," she explained. Everyone was wearing little vests, ponytails and collared shirts in the style of him on the Rumours cover.
As the night went on, I got in a fight with my drinking companion about Fleetwood Mac, realizing once again that, like many others, she refuses to acknowledge the beauty of FM before Lindsey Buckingham/Stevie Nicks joined the band... and that's when I realized that when people say they like Fleetwood Mac, they actually only like Rumours. Not even Tusk! Not even Bare Trees!! And Christine McVie is often totally overlooked! We finished up drinking up the novelty of looking at rock memorabilia and I went home to revisit the amazingness of early- and mid-period Mac, in particular this Bob Welch (RIP) penned classic from Bare Trees.
I wear a LOT of striped shirts, you know, like the Beach Boys? Right? Really, my choice of fierce steez shouldn't be a big deal, but occasionally, when striped, someone will holler "Waldo" at me. Uh, WUT. Oh. It always takes a second for me to remember why I get "Waldo," the stripes, right. HOWEVER, I'm old enough when someone calls me "Waldo" I don't think about any stupd kid's book character, rather I think Van Halen's nerd character featured in the video for "Hot For Teacher."
Okay, so: Autechre. Great electronic band, or the greatest electronic band? Sean Booth and Rob Brown, two break-beating, graffiti-spraying, moody-ass British mega-brains have been at it for more than two decades and have consistently pushed further in their sonic explorations than most, while still retaining their funky, cyber-organic alien heart throughout.
In honor of Autechre's forthcoming L-Event EP (out on October 28 via Warp Records), and because EVERYBODY LOVES TO ARGUE ABOUT BEST-OF LISTS, here in no particular order are MY TOP FIVE AUTECHRE tracks of all time. This could potentially get a little nerdy so the rest is after the jump.
It's not breaking news that the Voyager 1 Probe left our solar system in September, but I was reminded via Mojo that a copy of Blind Willie Johnson's haunting "Dark Was the Night" was included on the famed "golden record." YEAH!!
Cut in 1927 and featuring the late godfearing Texan’s transcendant moaning and bottleneck slide guitar playing, this wordless piece is, of course, one of the tunes included on the Voyager Golden Record, the gold-plated copper LP launched into space on the Voyager 1 and 2 probes back in 1977.
Johnson was a preacher and a busker who recorded thirty seminal folk blues sides. He died in 1945 from pneumonia, after continuing to live in what was left of his home after it had been destroyed by fire. We should really thank Carl Sagan for including the Johnson track along with some Javanese music, Chuck Berry's "Johnny B Goode," and a bit of Stravinsky and Beethoven. Nice one, Carl Sagan! I can't imagine what songs would be included if they were chosen today.
I just found out that two of the supergroups I'm currently most excited about will be touring through Seattle in November! Like I said before, Upset is a new supergroup that have a new album out this month and play songs that are a 90's dream punk-pop (featuring members/ex-members of Hole, the Vivian Girls, Best Coast and La Sera). They are playing with the equally excellent Screaming Females at the Black Lodge on 11/15—and check out their brand new video featuring the crust-fund punx of Los Angeles.
Also coming to Cairo on 11/9, is the gnarled and catchy post-punk of Cold Beat, the brainchild of Hannah Lew from Grass Widow, which also features Greer McGettrick from the (amazing, but sadly disbanded) Mallard playing rhythm guitar in the band. Get psyched!
were are an important power pop/new-wave group from Eastern Warshington. Uh...they were from Spokane! With a toe into punk, they were the first band in Spokane, and most likely all of Eastern Warshington (and Idaho), to actively push beyond the then rock and pop cliché into the NEW sounds of the underground. I could only imagine this cheeky bunch'a fellers inciting unknowing Eddie Rabbit wanna-be rednecks into MADNESS everywhere they played. Nothing pisses off rednecks like non-redncecks being clever and creative.
Group members first got together sometime in 1975. Initially Jan Gregor and Mark Fenton "bonded," and after adding Don Lynd, they were jamming as a three piece. It was in '78, when John Robison joined, that Sweet Madness really came into being. Their first show was in the spring of 1979 at an "Anti-Boredom Rally!" Wha? Bored? In Spokane? Fathom.
Well, it didn't take long for the band to become the focus of the underground. At the time, ONE band is all it took to get a scene rolling or to fill the culture vacuum. I know in most larger small towns there was enough folks that WANTED to be engaged in something, anything, different than the prevailing pop/square culture (see Cleveland c.1973). And, in 1979, there were no scene rules, no mohawks, so the scene was EVERYBODY all in at once. It was inclusive, unlike today's fractured uh...rock scene. Fortunately, for Spokane, Sweet Madness were actually an AWESOME BAND, like, they were good players, and their songwriting was forward-thinking and well-crafted, and for a band to have had such a short existence they really sparked a thriving scene.
After the group split in 1981, the members moved to Seattle. Here they played in local groups Next Exit and Variant Cause. Gregor booked the Central and co-booked the Off Ramp, then, in 1991, Gregor became the tour manager for the Jim Rose Circus Sideshow. After that gig ended he continued managing other sideshow troupes and eventually wrote the sideshow cult book Circus of the Scars.
Now, finally, 30 years AFTER the fact, Sweet Madness has a record titled, what else, Made In Spokane!! (It's released today by Sweet Madness' own label and distributed by Light in the Attic.) Fuck YEAH!! There are SIXTEEN tracks on this LP, I love them all! There ain't no filler, nothing dodgy, they're all movers! Also, oddly, this is the first time these tracks have been on record. I guess the Bomp label was interested, in 1980, but the band wasn't interested in Bomp, so they turned 'em down. This means, natch, these tracks have sat unreleased on LP, till NOW! The LP comes nicely packaged too with a handful of inserts and a lyric sheet; it complements them 16 tracks of fuck YEAH real nice. I'm real stoked on this, it's been a while since this much of a solid wave/power-pop group has been unearthed!! AND it's from goddamn Spokane!! So, Spokane, be proud!!!
I don't know how I've lived this long without Beaver Felton. My bass playing is going to be at least 80% better now that I know you can do finger stretches in your car.
h/t James Ballinger at Seattle Passive Agressive
The wonderful Peach Kelli Pop will be showering your ears with buckets of hyper, heart-shaped, Powerpuff pop tonight* at the Black Lodge! PKP is the solo effort of Allie Hanlon (White Wires) and the alcohol equivalent to Mike's Hard Lemonade or marshmallow vodka (my two favorite big-kid beverages)—sugary but with enough kick to keep it from bopping into the wrong end of cutesy.
Here's the Facebox invite.
* Don't get upset—my band is also playing this show. It's true. You okay? Good. It would be worse for me to NOT tell you that Peach Kelli Pop is playing tonight and you know it.