I suppose we all remember "Tan Mom?" Maybe? She was a mom who was arrested for allegedly taking her six-year-old into the tanning bed with her. In all her public appearances she had tanned/self tanned to the point of being brown, like it was fucked up, hence her nickname "Tan Mom." Kelly O posted about this as it happened. Anyways, now "Tan Mom," Patricia Krentcil, has a single out...
Jesus Christ. Why did every last person in the '70s hafta act like a butthole!?
I still haven't figured out why Patrick Swayze, that is his character "Ace," hasta THROW HIS GODDAMN CHEWING GUM!! Like, he throws his gum as if it's some type of badassery bullshit...."HERE TAKE THIS YOU IDJITS!! I'MA WIN THIS DISCO SKATE CONTEST" (throws gum in the corner of the room). Huh? Nice moves, tho', I guess... is that a ribbon or a key chain he's whipping around?! Also included in this all-star cast of casts: Scott Baio and Flip Wilson.
If you wanna watch the entire movie, you CAN: right here!
by Dave Segal
on Tue, May 7, 2013 at 11:22 AM
While zooming downhill on Olive Way on my bike last night, the Clash’s “Somebody Got Murdered” popped into my head, apropos of nothing. I had not listened to this song (fourth track, side two of Sandinista!) in, oh, 30 years. Revisiting it now, the track sounds fairly innocuous, not at all the thing that flashes to mind when one thinks of the Clash. It’s just Mick Jones in lightweight-pop mode, helping to fill out a triple album, very pleasantly.
I don’t know what this phenomenon’s called—random memory reflux? Mental glitch jukebox syndrome?—but it’s pretty damned mysterious. Some songs will do this on a recurring basis, also seemingly spurred by nothing germane: The Fugs' "Frenzy" does this, usually when I'm shopping for sundries. (News you can use.)
98 Degrees is releasing a new album?!: Hold onto your butts, everybody! The boy band that just won't quit (except for, you know, that decade) has recorded their first album in 13 years, appropriately titled 2.0. Here's a song about their dicks/microphones.
Rihanna vs. Brooklyn Nets vs. Chicago Bulls: To the dismay of no one, RiRi's concert at Brooklyn's Barclay Center scheduled for tomorrow night will have to be postponed in light of the NBA Playoffs being pushed into an unanticipated 7th game.
Black Flag has risen: Yesterday the group released their first new song in 27 years!
Hide yo' kids, hide yo' muzik producers!: AraabMUZIK's Abraham Orellana is recovering nicely from a gunshot wound after being caught in the crossfire of an attempted armed robbery earlier this week. Classic wrong place, wrong time scenario.
The sun's out! Enjoy this song! Mikal Cronin's new album MCII is out May 7th!
But...what if this jam band is King Crimson doing a bit of improv!?
This bit is an excerpt from Live In Central Park, NYC, which was recorded July 1, 1974 and released in 2000. If I remember correctly, this Central Park show was the last Crimson live appearance till the early '80s. If you want more and have time, listen to the entire Felt Forum (NYC) show, recorded May 1, 1974.
by Dave Segal
on Fri, Apr 19, 2013 at 9:28 AM
If you find yourself at the Capitol Hill retailer Everyday Music tomorrow morning for the holy occasion known as Record Store Day (4/20/13), you will encounter on the turntables DJ El Toro (Stranger freelancer and KEXP personality Kurt B. Reighley, spinning at 10 am) and DJ Veins (Stranger writer… uh, me, spinning old and new records you probably haven't heard before at 11 am). One thing, though: The flier for the event erroneously lists my affiliation as KEXP. Note: I am not opposed to holding down a slot at KEXP, if KEXP wants me to fill in or anything. Just putting that out there.
Also on the bill at EM are several spiffy local bands, including Tomten, Scriptures, Mystery Ship, King Dude, Steradian, and Pitschouse. Plus: Wheedle's Groove/Family Affair member Robbie Hill, in person and radiating charisma.
Care Of Editions is a German record label with a refreshing take on some stale ideas. They’re purveryors of experimental music, a genre renowned for its DIY ethic, but this is the first label I’ve ever heard of that goes so far as to pay you to download their music. Here’s how that crazy idea works: downloads are limited in edition, and are paid for by the sales of the record they're attached to, meaning that people can only download and get paid if others are also purchasing. The only way to “unlock” paid downloads is for consumers to purchase vinyl copies. What’s better, the more vinyl that is purchased the more a download pays. It begins with a $1 reward and goes up to $45 dollars for the last lucky downloader, provided of course that the last, the 45th vinyl copy, has also sold. C/O will do this six times between 2012 and 2013, effectively devouring itself and breaking even in the process.
As much a work of performance art as it is a distributor of art, founder Gerhard Schultz has even gone so far as literally eliminating the label's website in proportion with record sales and downloads to emphasize the zeroing out of it all. Downloads are paid in real time, too, the label writes you a check as soon as you download, and the label will keep writing checks until all the vinyl is sold. In this way the record label will always zero its own debt out by meeting exact demand with exact supply.
Gerhardt is in Berlin, but was kind enough to allow me to take part in his label experiment from all the way over here in Seattle. He provided me with a download of two of the records—Ezra Buchla’s At The Door, and Scott Cazan’s Swallow— and mailed me a vinyl copy of of the artist known as #/TAU’s First Dew. Though I didn’t get paid to download, or pay for the vinyl, I wanted to go all the way through the process to see how it worked. I’m assuming I would have made at least a couple dollars, then helped to free up one more download by paying for a record. What I found immediately, aside from added confirmation for my love of experimental music, was that participation in the process was like having a philosopher for a record label.
C/O Editions first two releases are not European experimental artists but electroacoustic releases from couple of Los Angelinos. Ezra Buchla is a viola player who loops his own strings and synth sounds into a hurdy-gurdy like drone, and chants over them unintelligibly to spooky effect. Buchla has reportedly taken for inspiration a Jack Spicer poem, and a 16th century lycanthropy trial and conviction (damn werewolves, everywhere). His limited vinyl and download are officially out on the lables websiteApril 12th, but can be preordered (download or vinyl) now.
Scott Cazan is familiar with stringed instruments, but rather than play them in any conventional way, he attaches microphones to them, then drums on them, sometimes he’ll even hold microphone between his own teeth, then tap at tablets and laptops and soundboards as he captures the essence of the wood and flesh of his chosen materials. His record is three tracks of high pitched frequencies: feedback that sounds like steel cable about to snap under tension, wine glasses ringing, flutes holding notes at hypnotically long intervals, only interrupted by the static, beeping, and voice samples with the voyeuristic charm of a pocket call.
When I say "I waited" I mean I waited till I found it the old fashioned way, in a local FUCKING STORE, not on teh internet. Honestly, I never searched hard for it online, as they usually rate a few hundred bucks, AND I've had a reasonable reissue, so I wasn't exactly DYING, but still I snagged it when it landed in front of me! Fortunately, and oddly, I didn't pay teh internet price either; I paid what I usta see it sell for in 1991, which is why I could kinda afford it. The copy I found is a stereo copy, so it's NOT a more in demand mono issue, but it's original and sooooo fucking clean I'm stoked. The stereo mix is great, actually, so not a big deal. Not for me.
I didn't really think about how long I'd waited to score my Psychedelic Sounds until yesterday; I was reminded how long record nerds can wait/pine to finally scratch those biggies off our want list after a friend finally scored a copy of Park Avenue Playground, a record he'd been seriously hunting/chasing that 45 for seventeen years.
Anyone have a good, bad, or perhaps even SAD story about searching for years to find that ONE elusive record?
A recent study co-authored by Dr. Jan Born of Germany's University of Tübingen posits that listening to music in your sleep can help to improve memory. The key is to play sounds that are in sync with "the brain's slow oscillation rhythm."
The Daily Mail summarizes the study's conclusions:
Playing music synchronised to the rhythm of the slow brain oscillations of people who are asleep enhances these oscillations. It does this by increasing the amplitude of the oscillations and by increasing the length of slow-wave sleep. The slow oscillations in brain activity that occur during slow-wave sleep are critical for retaining memories so boosting them in turn boosts memory.
I'm not exactly sure what the parameters of Spin's Top 100 "Alternative" '60's Albums are 'cause it's not exactly what "in the know" teenagers/heads of the '60s were listening to. In the context of the '60s most rock music was alternative or, rather, underground. Despite most of this list's top 30 being current/must own Rock 101 records, the rest is more a list of what jazz-bo/beats, nerdy college students and some deep heads were digging on. Perhaps Spin's "alternative" here means' "Hey, y'all, here's yet another list of records you should hear?" Still, nice to see a lot of jazz and avant composer considered, no blues tho'.
Oddly, sorry I gotta get record nerd niggly, they included a few non '60s albums: Back from the Grave, a 1983 compilation of '60s punk, Nuggets another '60s compilation from 1972, and Steve Reich's Early Works a compilation of '60s recordings issued in 1987. Uh, I guess I get why they could be included, but c'mon!! OOF! If you're making a list of PERIOD albums, stick to it. GAH!
Someone supposedly took a picture of a poster featuring the 2013 Lollapalooza line-up and pooped it onto the internet, causing the festival to move up their announcement and ticket sale date to April 9.
The line-up allegedly includes: The Cure, Nine Inch Nails, Mumford & Sons, the Killers, Phoenix, Vampire Weekend, the National, the Postal Service, Queens of the Stone Age, the Lumineers, and Seattle's own Reignwolf, Father John Misty, and Hey Marseilles, along with dozens of others. Maybe. Supposedly.
On Friday night, while watching the very great Big Eyes at the Vera Project, I received a press release screaming in all caps: "MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE DISBAND."
Says the band:
"Being in this band for the past 12 years has been a true blessing. We've gotten to go places we never knew we would. We've been able to see and experience things we never imagined possible. We've shared the stage with people we admire, people we look up to, and best of all, our friends. And now, like all great things, it has come time for it to end. Thanks for all of your support, and for being part of the adventure."
"They're still a band?" asked friends who I shared the news with. Then we all became transfixed on Deathfix's colorful projections and guitar riffs. (For real—Deathfix was SO GREAT at Vera on Friday. See them as soon as you have the chance.)
But not only were My Chemical Romance still a band until 9:00 pm PST Friday, but they still have very passionate fans who have not taken this break-up announcement lightly. In fact, one fan started a petition at change.org, asking MCR for one last world tour. It says:
They ended so abruptly without saying goodbye to their fans properly, and the MCRmy is upset. They need to do it correctly if they're going to do it at all.
In sort of related news, 30 Seconds to Mars frontman Jared Leto recently revealed that he once received a severed human ear in the mail.
"Someone cut their ear off once and sent it to me, that was very strange. A whole ear. The Van Gogh move. The note just said, 'Are you listening?' I never knew who it was, who's missing their ear out there," he quipped, confessing what he did with the gross gift.
"I poked a hole in it and wore it as a necklace," Leto joked, letting admirers know, "Just don't put your entire body in a case and send it to us."
Don't get any ideas, MCR fans. (No, seriously. Do not.)
Breaking news! Stone Temple Pilots have fired Scott Weiland!
The band said, simply, via press release: "Stone Temple Pilots have announced they have officially terminated Scott Weiland."
And it turns out Weiland didn't find out about his termination until this morning, when the rest of us did. He tells Rolling Stone:
'I learned of my supposed "termination" from Stone Temple Pilots this morning by reading about it in the press. Not sure how I can be "terminated" from a band that I founded, fronted and co-wrote many of its biggest hits, but that’s something for the lawyers to figure out. In the meantime, I’m looking forward to seeing all of my fans on my solo tour which starts this Friday.
by Dave Segal
on Fri, Feb 1, 2013 at 8:42 AM
How high is your frustration tolerance, long-suffering MBV fan, from waiting for the follow-up to 1991's Loveless? This tumblr will keep you abreast of breaking news on that front. Just keep refreshing, chump champ.
Turns out I just...don't...like...FUGAZI. OKAY?! This ain't the first time I've mentioned this. In fact, it was here in this post, "Ten Failed Attempts at Line Out Posts," where I expressed my lack of lerve for the Fugazi.
3) "Gosh, I Admit It, I Hate Fugazi" It's true. The last time I listened to 'em, five years ago, I wondered why/how I ever gave a shit. All I could think was "What a terrible band." Thing is, I saw 'em twice, before the first EP came out, in late '88/early '89, AND I fucking LOVED 'EM, then bought their records and LOVED 'EM, etc...now, totes hate 'em. Weird, right?!
So at one point, yes, I did like the Fugazi. I guess from '88-91-ish, and during that time I saw 'em, prolly, ten times. Yeah, I was a fan. Then today as I was working, just letting my iTunes™ play, from my speakers burst these fine recordings: End Hits, Instrument Soundtrack, and The Argument. I let 'em play through, all three records. First, I didn't know who it was, it's been a while since I purposely listened to the Fugazi AND these ain't the HIT songs that changed EVERYTHING, so I checked who was playing. Seeing what I was hearing I thought "Oh, GOD!" and then I'm quite sure I made a SNEER FACE! Right, I have NO IDEA when I loaded 'em into my shit (perhaps 2004?!); I'm sure it was just to "check out" those last few LPs, but then I forgot. Anyways, so yeah, I listened to 'em...uh, seems like, by the end of the '90s, unintentionally, Fugazi ended up sounding like the bands they'd influenced. BUMMER! I feel so much better now the tracks have been deleted.
Also: does ANYONE remember FUEL, or Fuel-gazi, as they were referred to at the time. They were a straight Fugazi cop, prolly the best at the time. I saw 'em once, tho it was super impossible to listen to 'em. Currently, internet punters seem to regard them...HIGHLY.
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.