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***October Thirty First Two Thousand and Fourteen***

I, for one, look forward to the day that the Japanese are our overlords.  I want their tv shows.

Instagram pics:

Wife and dog.  Lake James, NC.  

Fall colors.  Marion, NC.  

State fair.  Raleigh, NC.  

Other pics:
A few medium format photos from last summer's trip to Quebec that I finally got around to editing.  

Old barn between La Baie and Saguenay.  

Farmland between La Baie and Saguenay.  

Parc National du Saguenay.

Unknown lake on drive from Quebec City to La Baie.  


Here's a Talking Heads concert film / documentary / video art that was floating around youtube called "Talking Heads
vs. Television.
"  Definitely worth a watch.  

Toto's "Africa" and Nicky Minaj's butt make for great bedfellows, as seen here.  

Really depressing short doc
on the drought in California's Central Valley, but one of the most beautifully shot films I've
ever seen.  

Skate videos!
1.  Wes Kremer's "Crusty By Nature" part will probably be the best thing to come out this year...
2.  ...but the extended cut might be even better.  
3.  Finally, this section by Flo Mirtain might be the most stylish.  Those French dudes sure know how to look good on
     a board.  

Posted some band photos in the photo journal this month, as well as a mixed bag of pics from a weekend trip to
Miami Beach.  

A few music reviews: Spoon, David Bazan, Rosebuds, and Braid.  The best thing I heard was the new Run the Jewels
though, just haven't done one of my shitty write-ups yet.    


The War on Drugs
with Peter Matthew Bauer
Haw River Ballroom

I've got to be pretty motivated to drive out to Saxapahaw to see a show, but considering that before this gig was
announced I was planning on going to Asheville to see War on Drugs play, this one was an easy decision.  I'm not
sure if it's the Haw River Ballroom or the crowd these guys draw, but there were signs everywhere that stated "abso-
lutely no chairs allowed" which was cracking me up.  It was the last night of their massive tour that started at some
point before the Hopscotch appearance in early September, and I'm sure everyone was counting down the minutes
until they could get home and sleep in their own beds.  But before that, they put on a hell of a performance.  It was
similar to the Hopscotch outing, but...looser maybe?  Which would make sense given how many times they've played
these songs in the last couple of months.  There was one addition to their set list, a cover of Bob Dylan's "Tangled Up
in Blue," done on the obvious WoD fashion.  And top it all off, like all Haw shows, it ended at a reasonable middle-
aged hour. 

The opener was Peter Matthew Bauer, best known as the frontman of the Walkmen.  Unfortunately he didn't play any
of those songs, but his solo songs were still pretty damn rad.  With his very unique voice, everything sorta sounded like
Walkmen songs I'd never heard before anyways.  There was a little Replacements and Springsteen vibe in there too,
but that probably could have also been said about the Walkmen.  Anyways, I need to buy his solo record.  Maybe if I
write it down it will remind me. 


"Okay, I know you're all sober now, and I can totally respect that, so I'm going to resist the urge to do drugs and drink
around you. I will still do them, but I will excuse myself and go to a different room."

Divine Fits - Baby Get Worse.  I love Britt and Spoon but the Dan Boeckner tracks are the best Divine Fit's songs.  
Bonus: The Salton Sea

Drive Like Jehu - Caress.  Godfathers of San Diego noise rock.  Wish I could have been there for the reunion show
last month.  
Bonus: Step On Chameleon

Future Islands - A Song For Our Grandfathers.  From one of the best records of the year, "Singles."  
Bonus: Seasons (Waiting On You)

Mean Jeans - Come Toobin'.  Since the Ramones are all gone, Mean Jeans might as well sound exactly like them.
Bonus: Life on Mars

Mogwai - Honey (Spacemen 3 cover).  Some bonus songs from the "Young Team" reissue that came out a little
while back.  Wish I'd grabbed this on vinyl, it's stupid expensive now.  
Bonus: Mogwai Fear Satan (Live)

Mount Moriah - Bright Light.  Why did it take me so damn long to spend quality time with their second record
"Miracle Temple"?  The first self-titled one is a favorite of the last decade...sometimes my actions make no sense.    
Bonus: I Built a Town
Bonus: Telling the Hour

The Stone Roses - Mersey Paradise.  Like Mogwai above, a couple of b-sides from around the time of their com-
pletely perfect first record.  
Bonus: The Hardest Thing in the World

***September Thirtieth
Two Thousand and Fourteen***

Football season is upon us!  May the gods shine brightly on your fairytale football team, I hope you win the
longsnapper category every week!


Burt and his grandma.  Cary, NC.  

Rambo.  Lake James, NC.  

Blue-tailed skink.  Cary, NC.

Heavy Rescue.  Marion, NC.  


This is rad: Steven Soderbergh performed an experiment on "Raiders of the Lost Ark" - removed the sound, removed
the color, and added the score from "The Social Network," and created essentially a black-and-white silent film that is
a work of art.  It's trippy and amazing at the same time.  Watch it here.   

Not much else this month really, spent a ton of time on Hopscotch nonsense.  All of the show reviews are here.  And
there are
five slabs of photos from Hopscotch in the photo journal this month...some good ones, some whatever ones.  
Deal with it.  

See the above excuse for the scant few music reviews this time, but I did get to both of the Merge subscription seven
inches and the very interesting Fujiya & Miyagi record.  


Belle & Sebastian
with Luke Temple
The Fillmore Miami Beach

For the second year in a row we traveled to a foreign country to see our beloved Belle & Sebastian - Montreal last
year, and Miami Beach this year.  Sure, Miami Beach isn't technically a foreign country but it might as well be - there
were certainly more women walking around in thongs than you typically see anywhere else in this country. 

Our tickets were general admission so we got there early and got a good spot up front - I've seen B&S many times
but always from far away; this time, only one row of people separated us from Stuart Murdoch and company.  They
were performing as a thirteen piece with the regulars joined by a quartet of violin mercenaries from New York (as
both the band and the crowd found out when Stuart talked to them during the set).  The band kicked off with the in-
strumental "Judy Is a Dick Slap," complete with Stuart playing a keytar, and it only got more awesome from there. 
Lots of classics throughout the set including "I'm a Cuckoo," "Like Dylan in the Movies," "Dog on Wheels," "The Boy
With the Arab Strap," "Legal Man," "Get Me Away From Here I'm Dying," "Judy & the Dream of Horses," and the
always perfect " "If You're Feeling Sinister."  According to the band this was their first show ever in Florida, something
Stewart joked about on a couple of occasions.  Also, unbeknownst to me and probably a lot of the crowd, he is
married to a gal from Florida, and told a funny story about his first trip to the state on vacation when some people
pulled up next to him on the highway and offered him some Ritz crackers.  It was more or less a perfect show, and
well worth the cost of airfare and hotel and tickets and whatever else we spent.  I mean, the beach was nice too, so
that was also a plus. 

A brief note about opener Luke Temple - I dug it, but not sure much of the crowd did.  He has a really heavy Jonathan
Richman vibe - classical guitar, sparse drummer, hell he was even wearing a very Jonathan Richman-like shirt.  The
vocals sounded more like James Mercer of the Shins though, and the songs had a jazzy-folk-pop thing going on.  the
crowd was very loud during his set, and as his music was pretty quiet it was pretty awful.  He tried saying something
to the crowd a couple of times, which has never, ever worked in the history of live performances, they just get indignant
at being told what to do.  I would check him out again though, hopefully in better environs.    


Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers
with Steve Winwood
PNC Arena

I don't often go to large "arena rock" shows - I think the last one I saw actually held in a basketball stadium like this one
was REM (with Lucious Jackson opening!) at the Dean Dome back in 1995 or 1996.  For some reason I felt it incum-
bent to see Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers while it was still possible though, high priced tickets and nosebleed
seats be's not often you get a chance to see someone who has written as many hit songs as he has. 

After paying twenty dollars for parking, more than I almost ever pay to actually see a show, we got inside and found
that our section had been closed off and they upgraded our seats to better ones downstairs - score!  You can more or
less guess the set list, basically a lot of his hits (both from his solo and Heartbreakers records) along a number of with
tracks from his new album "Hypnotic Eye."  The crowd sing-along for "Freefallin'" was pretty impressive, almost as
impressive as the drunken dancing by the fratboys a couple rows in front of us...they were FEELING IT.  I knew it
would be a sound good and be a professional performance, you don't stay on top like Petty has for this long if you're
putting out a sub-par product - but I was impressed with just how good it actually was.  Even from the other end of the
stadium where we were seated, it was engaging and exciting to watch the band perform; I was also surprised at how
funny Petty was, his between song banter was pretty strong.  They played for about two hours, closing with probably
their best song "American Girl."  It was money well spent. 

It's definitely worth mentioning the opener, since it was the rock legend Steve Winwood.  Yeah he played his eighties
hit "Higher Love" and it sounded fine, but the highlight was the retrospective of songs from some of the different groups
he has been a part of over his career  - Blind Faith's "Can't Find My Way Home," an number of Traffic jams, and a
couple of Spencer Davis Group songs including the ender of "Gimme Some Lovin'," one of the best parts of the entire


"Carnies. Circus folk. Nomads, you know. Smell like cabbage. Small hands."

This is the Oneida & Liars split EP "Atheists Reconsider" that was released on the seemingly now-defunct Arena
Rock Recording Co.  The whole thing is rad and definitely worth hearing.    
01 Rose And Licorice
02 Privilege
03 All In All A Careful Party
04 Fantastic Morgue
05 Every Day Is A Child With Teeth
06 Dorothy Taps The Toe Of The Tinman

13th Floor Elevators - It's All Over Now, Baby Blue.  I may have posted these songs before, but it's not like you
can listen to 13th Floor Elevators too much.
Bonus: Slide Machine

Barzin - Pale Blue Eyes.  What I said about the Elevators also applies here.  
Bonus: Past All Concerns

Eddy Current Suppression Ring - Get Up Morning.  I've been loving the boss sounds of Eddy for a while now, but
I only recently got around to spending some time with the self-titled debut album.
Bonus: Precious Rose

Modey Lemon - Dr. Body Snatcher.  I like this band while I'm listening and forget about them pretty much all the
rest of the time.  

Unnatural Helpers - Medication.  Seattle garage rock, pretty straight-forward but decent.  

Whatever Brains - NPTO.  I've easily taken more photos of this band than anyone else, ever.  Their live shows are
manna from god, whatever the hell manna is.  Hopefully it's a good thing otherwise the saying doesn't make any sense.  
Bonus: Yellow Death 2000

***August Thirty First
Two Thousand and Fourteen***

I was going to say these drawers look too big for him, but I guess if you're planning on stuffing them full of doves it might
be the perfect fit.  



Bashful Burt.  Cary, NC.  

Neighbor's Bronco.  Cary, NC.  

Vintage Camaro.  Cary, NC.  

The wife at Person Street Bar.  Raleigh, NC.  

Mouse sleeping hard.  Cary, NC.  


Links and suchery:

The Strange Tale of the North Pond Hermit - pretty great (somewhat long) article about a man living in the woods
of Maine alone for nearly three decades, living off of goods stolen from local camps & homes and not interacting with
a soul the entire time.  

Garth Marenghi's Darkplace - Hilarious, poorly-made fake scifi medical drama featuring the hilarious Richard Ayoade
and Matt Berry (both also from "The IT Crowd").  Words can't do it's greatness justice.  Link here is to the first episode,
but the whole run of six episodes are all on Youtube.  

Very interesting article on the Zamrock band Witch, acquaint yourself if you haven't already.  

Two photo journal entries this round - all of my photos from the Merge 25 shenanigans last month, as well as some
snaps from a trip to the beach.  

Actually wrote a few music reviews this time: Superchunk, Total Control, Spider Bags, Protomartyr, and the fantas-
tic new Pontiak slab.    


Kyle Kinane

We braved monsoon-like rains to get to Kings in in effort to roust up some laughs from Kyle Kinane.  Despite having
wet pants for the entire show, it was a successful endeavor.  He was working out material for a special he would be
recording in Georgia in a few days, so I guess this was a sneak preview and/or we were being used as guinea pigs. 
As an aside, do they actually test anything on guinea pigs?  You'd think how much they get mentioned in regards to
testing that everything runs through them.  Anyways, newsflash: Kyle was friggin' hilarious, and the special is clearly
going to be awesome.  I will be more than happy to rehear all of these same jokes again; especially if he uses his long
story about getting a blowjob from a mentally slow under-aged girl, that shit killed the entire audience. 


Spider Bags
The Pinhook

I'll generally try to make it to any Spider Bags show, but this one was special - a release party for their first record on
Merge, "Frozen Letter."  Flesh Wounds were doing the exact same thing in Chapel Hill on this same night - why the
two bands didn't combine their release shows is beyond me and a bummer, because I would love to have seen both. 
Spider Bags singer Dan McGee made note that the only band they could think of to open this show for them was
Flesh Wounds, and since they were clearly busy, the Bags decided to just play this one by themselves.  Since it was
only them for the entire night, they played two different sets.  The first set was the new record in order and in it's entirety,
and it was great introduction to their new material as I hadn't heard "Frozen Letter" previous to the gig.  There was
then a 15 to 20 minute break where the crowd and the band both refueled their Beer cells, and then the Bags launched
into their "greatest hits" aka every song you would ever want to hear them play from all of their previous recordings. 
Including the break I think they played for two and a half hours, and it was a blistering, raucous, incredibly sweaty
affair...seriously, I think it might have been 95 degrees inside of the Pinhook.  A sweaty t-shirt is a small price to pay
for a show that good though. 


The Rosebuds
Duke Gardens & The Cat's Cradle
6/25/2014 & 8/2/2014

The chances of getting an unbiased review of the Rosebuds has never been very high around here - I've known Ivan
and Kelly for many years.  Now not only have they added two more friends to their touring band, Mark Paulson (also of
the Bowerbirds) on bass and Rob Lackey on Drums, but one of my very best friends for a large portion of my life, Brian
Weeks on guitar.  We go all the way back to Belk Hall on the UNCW campus in 1994, moved to San Francisco to-
gether in 2000, and have been annoying each other regularly for twenty years now. 

Since I'm too lazy to write two reviews I'm lumping both of their shows these past couple of months together.  The first
was at the Duke Gardens, and sorta seemed to coincide with the Merge 25 festivities even if the band isn't on the
label anymore (I still saw Merge head honcho Mac at the show, so things must still be copacetic between the Rosebuds
and their former label).  It's always a little weird seeing a band in the daylight, much less in front of bunch of middle aged
(or older) folks spread out on a lawn in camping chairs and sitting on blankets with picnic spreads of food.  The band
had a new record coming out in August called "Sand + Silence," and probably half of the set was dedicated to premier-
ing these new songs to their "hometown" crowd (neither Ivan or Kelly are actually locals anymore).  The rest of the set
was dedicated to highlights from their long career, from "Back to Boston" to "Woods" to crowd sing-a-long favorite
"Nice Fox."  There was also a fun performance of "Get Up Get Out" where Kelly gave shakers and tambourines and
such to a group of little kids dancing in front of the stage, and they seemed to have a blast.  Of course the downside is
the band still had a few more songs to play and the kids never gave the noise makers back, so the remainder of the
set was accompanied by a lot of arrhythmic percussion coming from the crowd.   Maybe best to save the participation
songs for the end...

The Duke Gardens show was a one off, but a little over a month later they returned to the Triangle as part of their short
East Coast tour, landing at the Cat's Cradle.  It was the same group of musicians and a mostly similar set list, though
this gig did focus a little more heavily on the new record.  Also, no children with percussion instruments playing them
haphazardly.  The sound was better at this gig, but that is more of a function of it being inside the Cradle rather than
outside amongst flowers.  Most importantly, it was a good time like Rosebuds shows always are. 


with Potty Mouth
The Pinhook

Swearin' was one of the best surprises of last year's Hopscotch - I saw them randomly at a day party at Slims and
was blown away.  I think they rolled back through town another time and I wasn't able to go, so it was nice to finally
catch them again and confirm that my first impression was not a fluke.  The verdict?  It was not.  The band was ex-
tremely catchy just like last time, comprised of a formula roughly one-third pop, one-third punk, and the final third nine-
ties indie fuzz rock.  In band terms, imagine some sort of combination of Superchunk, the Thermals, and the Breeders
(the Breeders comparison brought to me by my friend Brian, something I had never thought of but that made perfect
sense as soon as he said it).  It was all quite lovely and enjoyable and I promptly bought both of their records, some-
thing I wanted to do at Hopscotch but passed on because I didn't want to carry the records around with me the rest of
that day. 

The opening act was an all-female group of of Massachusetts called Potty Mouth.  They too had a nineties vibe, as
so many bands today do - in their case, more of a Velocity Girl meets Dinosaur Jr thing.  People seemingly have for-
gotten all about Velocity Girl, but their first two records "Copacetic" and "Simpatico" are still great even if the produc-
tion on them is kinda muddy and shitty.  Would love to see those two get remastered and reissued.  Anyways, at one
point this hot mess of a drunk girl in the crowd started yelling at the band about how young they were, which led the
bassist to go on a bit of a rant about ageism combined with sexism in music; and yeah, they looked really young but
why bring it up?  What do you stand to gain?  Just enjoy the music and maybe get less drunk next time, hot mess. 
Pretty much every band seems young to me these days, and so long as they are enjoyable I could give a shit. 


"Six people left in the world and one of them is Bill fucking Murray. I know that's not your middle name. I've been watch-
ing you since I was like... Since I could masturbate. I mean, not that they're connected."

Say what you will about the cheesiness of Death Cab for Cutie, but they've written some damn catchy songs.  
Bend To Squares (Studio X Session)
The New Year (Studio X Session)
We Laugh Indoors (New Mix)

Karp - Connect 5.  If you haven't seen the Karp documentary yet, make it happen.  So ruling.  
Bonus: Get No Toys (When You Pay the Money)

Pontiak - AASSTTEERR.  I just haven't been able to get enough of Pontiak for nearly two years now.  Such a rad and
dynamic band.  
Bonus: Wild Knife Night Fight

Redd Kross - One Of The Good Ones.  I'm not saying their record from last year is the best, but there were a lot of
damn hooks on it.  
Bonus: Stay Away From Downtown

The Concretes - You Can't Hurry Love.  I probably posted this before but it's no less enjoyable now.  I just wish I
liked their other material even half as much as this song.  

The Midwest Beat - Firefly.  Some jangly pop kids who are actually from the Midwest and, like so many other bands
listed this time, write catchy damn songs.  What can I say, I love some pop music.  
Bonus: Sister Mary Katherine

The Mountain Goats - Cry for Judas.  So these songs are from their 2012 album but I just got around to listening
to it...hey, it happens.
Bonus: Lakeside View Apartments Suite

***July Thirty First
Two Thousand and Fourteen***


Tis the season for grilling, and that only means one thing - time to put on the formal sausages.  


Instagrams of the month:

Adoptable kittens.  Raleigh, NC.  

Garden results.  Cary, NC.

Self-bought birthday present.  Cary, NC.  

Monthly cat napping picture.  Cary, NC.  


Links of the month:

Thought this article about how france is changing, both demographically and politically, to be pretty interesting.  And
the way the article is written is especially interesting, the author traces the route of the Tour de France and reports on
the small towns he passes through.  

couple of skate vids -
Crocodile Done Deal - Fourstar tour vid through Australia.  Talent through the roof on that team, and Crailtap always
make clips that are fun to watch.  
Kevin Coakley - not only is the skating bad ass, but he skates to the Archers of Loaf.  That's just making smart life
decisions right there.  

Two photo journal entries, both a collection of randoms - one band photos and the other just nonsense.  

My lack of  Music reviews is nothing but laziness at this point.  I didn't realize how little I've done lately, mostly just
older seven inches (of which I only have a handful left).  I'll do better next month, or not...who really gives a shit right?  


Merge 25
Lambchop and Mount Moriah
Baldwin Auditorium

Finally, the 25th anniversary of Merge Records is upon us, and the music festival that goes with it.  I'd been looking
forward to this for months. 

I managed to hear about two minutes of William Tyler before entering Baldwin Auditorium...going to shows solo in
fancy seated venues mean you can find a spot up front even if you arrive late, because there are always a few single
empty seats here and there.  All of the bands were set up at the same time on the giant stage, so switching from one
act to the next took no time at all - I think it might have been five minutes between the end of Tyler and the start of
Mount Moriah, which is unheard of at a rock show. 

I've seen Mount Moriah numerous times in multiple rock clubs across the Triangle, and it was a little weird seeing
them on this giant auditorium stage in front of an extremely quiet crowd.  The band almost seemed unnerved by how
quiet it was, as they should have been - it was downright eerie, way too many well-behaved adults in one room.  The
great thing about these types of rooms are they sound great, and Baldwin Auditorium was no exception.  Yeah, I might
have turned the bass up a little bit in the mix, but Heather's vocals were fantastic and Jenks' guitar work as good as
I've ever seen it.  There were only a few older songs in the set, "Miracle Temple" and an epic, amazing version of
"Plane" being the standouts, and the rest were new songs for an album on which they are working.  If this was the
preview for that new record, count me excited to hear the final results once Merge releases it. 

Lambchop.  To paraphrase what I said elsewhere, to say Lambchop were awesome would be redundant because
there is never a time when Lambchop aren't awesome; therefore, a better description is to say Lambchop were
Lambchop.  This evening they were doing a rare performance of their classic 2000 album "Nixon" from start to finish,
which Merge recently issued on vinyl for the first time in the US as part of their 25th anniversary reissue series.  If there
is ever a perfect location to hear Lambchop, it's in a deathly silent auditorium where you can hear every faint guitar
pluck and muted horn and piano I'm hard pressed to think of ever attending a better sounding show
in my life.  "Nixon" made up the entirety of their set, with the band re-taking the stage after a brief standing ovation to
play a one song encore of Curtis Mayfield's "Give Me Your Love," a glorious end to a musically gorgeous evening.  


Merge 25
Superchunk, Reigning Sound, The Rock*A*Teens, and The Clientele
Cat's Cradle

Night two of Merge 25 was upon us, and after last night's cushy seated gig it was time for a long evening of standing
on the cement Cat's Cradle floors.  Let's do this. 

I got in the club just before the Clientele got started, and in my usual way wormed my way near the front amid a sea
of photographers and three videographers with serious professional rigs.  Why all three of them were basically filming
from the same angle is beyond me, but they're the pros and I'm sure they know what they're doing.  I wouldn't call my-
self a superfan, but this was one of the bands I was most excited about.  Why?  I couldn't say exactly, but probably
some combination of their somber jazz pop sounding really good to my ears these days, combined with the fact that
I've only seen the band a couple of times so there was a certain novelty to their performance as opposed to someone
like Superchunk who I've seen tons.  Is it weird that I think of them as a British Sea & Cake?  It's not an exact match,
but they're mining the same vein.  The band is both fantastically smooth and smoothly fantastic, and the only thing that
would have made it better is if they had played "Rain."  I picked up the recent reissue of their classic "Suburban Light"
when I left the club later that night. 

Next up was the Rock*A*Teens.  I'm 98% certain I saw these cats a few times back in the late nineties, be it opening
for someone like Superchunk or at the old Kings or something along those lines.  They never really moved the needle
for me back then, and I was interested to see how I would react to them this go around.  The verdict: while still not my
favorite band in the world, I was definitely feeling it more than in the past.  They have a ramshackle, jangly garage pop
vibe to them, a little sloppy but I'm not sure that is particularly important to a band like this.  There were a number of
sound issues, most seemingly from the house and not the band, but the Rock*A*Teens plowed through without a care
in the world.  I might need to go back and revisit their old records now. 

Speaking of sound problems, Reigning Sound also seemed to have no shortage of them.  Greg broke a guitar string
early in the set and after changing it he just never seemed to get the guitar tuned back to his liking.  My musically stupid
ears couldn't hear anything wrong, but then again I thought the music sounded fine when he was just playing five strings
before he changed the broken one.  The band just released a new record called "Shattered" and played a number of
tracks off of it, as well as some classics like "Stop and Think It Over," "Debris," "I'll Cry," and probably the best song
they've ever written "Drowning."  Despite the difficulties I very much enjoyed the show, as I do with any Reigning Sound
show.  So stoked they're on Merge now.  

Superchunk closed out the night.  I had sorta hoped and/or expected them to play a "special" set in honor of the an-
niversary - a complete classic album or all requests or obscure b-sides or something unusual, but it was just a regular
Chunk show.  It might sound like I was disappointed, and maybe I was a tad, but you can't be that bummed out when
one of your all-time favorite bands is banging out classics like "Skip Steps 1 & 3" and "What Do I" and "Brand New
Love" and "Hyper Enough," paired with great new jams such as "Low F" and "Digging for Something" and "FOH."
At one point new bassist Jason Narducy got so spazzy he fell backwards into the drum kit and ended up with a trickle
of blood running from his head down his face and it wasn't until a couple of songs later when Jon Wurster told him that
he had any idea.  That's rock and/or roll right there!  So it was a fun show, regardless of "specialness," and a nice cap
on the second night. 


Merge 25
Destroyer, Wye Oak, The Mountain Goats, and David Kilgour and the Heavy 8s
Cat's Cradle

After stuffing myself silly at Carrburritos, I got into the Cradle right at the end of Imperial Teen's set and caught their
final two songs.  I've never been all that excited by these guys, but maybe I was in a good mood or the songs hit me
just right but I liked what I heard - tons of energy and the crowd seemed way into it, but as per usual I don't have any-
thing else to say about Imperial Teen. 

I got there a little early specifically because I didn't want to miss any of David Kilgour & the Heavy 8s.  To be com-
pletely honest I've not listened to his solo work all that much, but I love his band the Clean so much I felt it imperative
I see him perform live as much as possible, regardless of what songs he might be playing.  Even though I didn't know
any of the setlist, I thoroughly enjoyed the band's set - most notably Kilgour's excellent guitar playing, which held me
transfixed for much of the set.  His New Zealand accent was so thick he jokingly put on a fake British accent to be
understood, but you need no translator to understand good music.

I've never seen a Mountain Goats show that featured so little banter from frontman John Darnielle - I guess they took
their short time slot to heart and decided to power through as many songs as possible.  They played a lot of crowd
favorites like "San Bernardino," "Amy," "This Year," and what is probably the band's greatest song, one that had the
entire crowd singing along, "No Children."  There was also a cover of the American Music Club song "Who You Are,"
a track I had never before heard, but Darnielle and company really made it their own.  Knowing how rabid Mountain
Goats fans are, I'm betting there were folks who attended this show or even this festival specifically for them - I hope
they at least enjoyed the quality of their offerings since there was a lack of quantity, because the quality was high. 

Wye Oak held down the penultimate leg of the evening.  I've said it elsewhere but they're really two different bands
these days, the former guitar-based Wye Oak versus the current bass heavy electro-pop Wye Oak.  I really like both
versions, though I might give a slight edge to the older, more rockin' version of the band because that is the one re-
sponsible for their best song "Holy Holy," which they thankfully played in their set this night.  Outside of that track and
a couple of other older ones, Jenn Wasner left her guitar in it's stand and focused on songs from their new record
"Shriek."  It's a little bit of a shame because she is such an excellent guitarist; but it's no surprise that on the new
songs, she dominates the bass just as well.  Oh, and that amazing voice, plus she's incredibly attractive.  Honestly
it wouldn't take much cajoling for me to quit my job and travel the world stalking her professionally (at a respectable
distance, of course - I'm no creep; well, only a slight creep).  It's an odd feeling, loving a band's new direction while
simultaneously missing their old sound...usually I hate when a group changes as drastically as Wye Oak have, but
in this rare case it works. 

Destroyer closed the night, and it was incredible.  The last time they rolled through town in support of "Kaputt," it was
like the whole band, especially frontman Dan Bejar, had downed a fistful of 'ludes before taking the stage.  By com-
parison this outing was downright ebullient!  Early in the set Bejar exclaimed "Gotta find my's gonna
be worth it," and I knew based on his mood it was going to be a good night.  Including Bejar the band was running at
eight members, including two full-time horn blowers and an organist.  Outside of a couple of new songs (which
sounded great), most of the setlist was made from the albums "Rubies and "Kaputt" - and the best songs off of those
albums to boot.  The list included "Savage Night of the Opera," "Chinatown," "European Oils," and the closer for the
night, the epic "Rubies."  There was still a little time until 2 AM and I was hoping the band would keep going until
closing, but like some crusty old Englishman once told me we can't always get what we want.  I'm pretty sure this gig
is going to lead me down a manic Destroyer listening party for the next few weeks.  I don't see that as a problem.


Merge 25
Neutral Milk Hotel, Caribou, Teenage Fanclub, Bob Mould, and Mikal Cronin
Cat's Cradle

I tried to prepare myself for a long day of standing in the hot Cat's Cradle parking lot by purchasing a chocolate milk-
shake, and this led to me arriving at the venue late and only seeing part of
Mikal Cronin and his super-catchy fuzz
pop.  This might lead the regular person to exclaim "damn you milkshake!" for making them late, but it wouldn't be
sincere on my part because the milkshake is the true love of my life.  Anyways, I believe all of the songs I did get to
hear were from his excellent Merge record "MCII," and since I didn't miss hearing one of the best pop songs of the
last few years, "Shout It Out," I can't get too mad about missing part of his set. 

I know this will possibly result in my "music fan" card being revoked, but I've never listened to much Bob Mould or
Husker Du.  And the thing is, every time I hear a song by either act I usually enjoy it...just never translated to any pro-
longed listening to his/their music.  Mould's backing band is the current rhythm section of Superchunk, Jason Narducy
and Jon Wurster, their second and third times playing the festival respectively.  Narducy managed not to make himself
bleed this time, but Wurster did still sweat a shirt shiny.  I didn't know most of what they played but I liked it - the only
song I did recognize was "I Don't Know You Anymore," and I'm told he played a couple of Husker Du tracks.  Also,
host Margaret Cho (oh yeah I forgot to mention she was the MC of the day's festivities) came onstage and sang a
couple of songs with the band - apparently she's a huge fan.  She didn't have a bad voice for a comedian, but maybe
not a great voice for a musician, ha.

Finally, what anyone with good taste had been waiting for, one of the greatest pop bands of all time, Teenage Fanclub
I was as giddy as one of those crazed One Direction preteen fans, minus the high-pitched shrieking.  I don't think I've
ever seen as many musicians watching another band as I did during this set - a large selection of most of the acts on
the day's bill were posted at the side of the stage taking it all in.  The band might be a little older but they haven't lost
a step musically - everything sounded gorgeous.  The set list, while short, sampled their entire catalog...sure, there
was a ton of things I would have loved to hear like "Star Sign" and "Radio," but getting three songs from their perfect
record "Songs from Northern Britain" takes the pain away.  And then there was the end of the set, when they amped
up the awesome exponentially - first with "The Concept," then "Sparky's Dream," and finally "Everything Flows."  It
might sound like an exaggeration but this set alone was worth the price of the entire four day pass; this kind of happy
doesn't come along that often. 

After Fanclub I knew I was kinda going to be ruined for any other live music, but there were still two bands to go.  I went
inside the Cradle to have a drink, cool off out of the sun, and try to get my brain screwed back on straight.  When I
wandered back outside, Caribou was partially through their set.  I had always thought that this band was just one guy
manipulating shit on his computer, and maybe that is the case on the recordings - but live it was an actual four piece
band with an exceptionally bad ass drummer.  There's nothing I can tell you about this band or show that you can't
read elsewhere with more details, but I will say if you are like me and wrote these guys off as boring knob twiddlers,
that definitely isn't the case. 

Neutral Milk Hotel were the closer for the night, and for the festival.  After plenty of admonishment not to take any
photos or videos or recordings or to look Jeff Mangum in the eye (that last part may or may not be true), Mangum took
the stage by himself to perform "I Will Bury You in Time," and was shortly joined by the rest of the band (which could
be anywhere from five to seven members depending on the song they were playing at the time).  There was a couple
of horn players (hornsmen?  horners?), each of them with a ton of different instruments from trombones to french horns
to trumpets to...I think a euphonium?  Also, at least one of those hornsmen was the human embodiment of Papa Smurf,
in case you were wondering.  There is really no reason to go into what songs the band played, because it was ob-
viously their two albums they released over 15 years ago.  As much as I love their recorded material, the live show
was a bit ramshackle.  Maybe it was the mix, maybe it was the musicians, maybe it was the poor acoustics of an
outside show, but whatever it was, the gig wasn't as good as I had hoped.  Not bad by any means, just...okay I guess. 
In fact the best material of the night were the handful of tracks that Mangum played by himself, his voice clear and
unmuddled by the cacophony of sounds coming from the stage.  That was how Neutral Milk Hotel ended the show,
the same as how they started - just the iconic singer and his guitar, closing out a great four days of music.


with Modern Hut and Lonnie Walker
Nice Price Books and Records

I finally made it to Nice Price for one of their rock shows.  Yeah, I popped and caught a band at a matinee gig while
I was out and about a month or two ago, but after telling myself I would show up for multiple gigs, I finally followed

Lonnie Walker was the first act of the night...or at least part of Lonnie Walker - singer Brian, Nathan of DiggUp Tapes
on bass, and a drum machine.  I guess the rest of the band wasn't available and Brian wanted to do something other
than a solo show, but who knows.  The set list was a lot of the usual subjects, "Compass Comforts" and "Summertime"
and their cover of Art Lord & the Self Portraits "Bouncing Away" which I honestly always thought was a Lonnie Walker
song.  There was also a new song (or at least new to me) at the end of the set that sounded a shitload like Modest
Mouse's "Dramamine," only further cementing in my head the comparison between the two acts.  The band members
might change but a Lonnie Walker show hasn't much changed in five years, and I'm not complaining because I always
enjoy seeing them. 
Modern Hut had the middle slot.  The band was a two piece, a dude who handled most of the vocals and Marissa
from Screaming Females on backing vocals - both were also playing electric guitars.  I knew Marissa was going to be
in the final band Noun (this was a major part of the motivation to get off the couch and to this show), but had no idea
she was involved with this act.  The music was earnest and the vocals spoken almost as much as they were sung - the
closest quick comparison I could come up with is the Silver Jews or more broadly, music you would have expected to
be released on Shrimper in the mid-nineties.  I wasn't nuts for the music to be perfectly honest, but it was decent and
it seemed like a lot of the kids in the crowd were digging it.  Oh yeah, the crowd was super young...that's almost not
worth my mentioning anymore, because I'm clearly the outlier in these scenes. 

As mentioned earlier, Noun aka Marissa from Screaming Females finished the evening.  It was just her, her guitar
and her wicked vibrato voice.  The crowd piled in close around her and made it tough for me to take photos (which
was already tough due to the extreme lack of light), but somehow I survived the whole ordeal.  I'd never heard any of
this solo material, and honestly to me it just sounded like Screaming Females songs minus the rest of the band.  The
songs were maybe a little less rocking and her guitar playing a little less shredding, but Marissa's voice is so unique
it would be difficult not to compare this solo act to her main gig.  She was great though - if you've seen Screaming
Females you know she puts on a great live act, and even a slightly mellower version of her is still a win. 


Museum Mouth
with Ghostt Bllonde

As frequently seems to be the case, the older I get the less likely I am to go out and see the new young bands that
are always popping up.  No matter what my age is, there is always a pack of dudes in their early twenties ready to
take on the world with their rock and/or roll. 

The first band I saw tonight was Ghostt Bllonde - yes, the misspellings in their name are apparently intentional.  I
often comment how young the crowd is, but this time I suspect many got into Kings via fake IDs.  I had 15 years on
almost every person there who wasn't actually working in the club...including the band.  They were a lively bunch
though, crowd and band alike, very upbeat and dancey and having themselves a fine Friday night party.  The music
was sort of a combination of jangly pop ala Lonnie Walker mixed with a little dance pop upbeat catchiness.  It was
sometimes a little sloppy, but everyone seemed to be having fun so who cares right?  I would see them again, and
look forward to seeing what these young lads grow into. 

Despite being from Wilmington, this was apparently the album release party for the new Museum Mouth record
"Alex I Am Nothing."  Maybe they also had a release party in their hometown and just wanted to have more parties,
who knows.  Either way I'd been hearing about these kids for a little while and then heard one of their tracks on the
local NCSU college radio station WKNC and felt it imperative I see what they were all about live.  They are a three-
piece with the unusual characteristic of a singing drummer - like our very own local Phil Collins or something!  I'd put
their sound firmly in the pop-punk camp, but we're talking more Jawbreaker and Husker Du and Archers of Loaf than
Blink 182.  On some of the mellower numbers there was also a bit of Connor Oberst maybe.  It was a fairly quick set,
and I dug it enough to buy the record at the end of the night.  


with J. Roddy Walston & the Business
Red Hat Amphitheater

Some local radio station was putting on a free show, I didn't have shit else going on, so why not hit the town?  I'd never
been to Red Hat or seen any of the bands, so it seemed like an entertaining enough way to spend the evening. 

As always, free shows bring out weird crowds - lots of very young kids, random old people, stoners, wookies, folks
that are likely homeless, and rejects from the filming of "Spring Breakers."  The line was all the way around the block
so my idea of catching most of J. Roddy Walston & the Business was out the window - I did get to hear most of
the set though, and we finally got inside in time to take in the last three or so songs.  I've had friends for ages saying
they are must-see live, and even though this was probably the wrong venue I could see what they were getting at. 
The band, especially J. Roddy, were very exciteable and enthusiastic on stage, playing their piano-led southern bar
rock with a great deal of zest and - dare I say it - pizazz.  They were somewhere in the spectrum between the Hold
Steady and Kings of Leon, with a little Ben Folds mixed in.  The crowd seemed into it, much more so than I expected.

The middle band - Foals - was the main draw for the evening (we didn't even stick around for headliners Cage the
Elephant).  Where the band is from in England they apparently sell out eleven thousand seat venues in a matter of
minutes, but in Raleigh they're the middle act of a free gig.  Amazing the difference an ocean can make sometimes. 
The band has put out four full lengths, the first two were even on Sub Pop, but somehow I missed all of this.  Anyways,
yadda yadda yadda, the band basically plays a modern, updated version of that Brit pop sound we've all known and
loved for ages now.  It's a tough sound to precisely describe, but we all know it when we hear it.  They put on a good
stage show, had a lot of fancy lights happening, and the crowd ate it up.  I'm not sure they were a band I'd seek out for
a regular paying gig, but for a free show?  They were well worth it. 


I'm allergic to sushi. Every time I eat more than 80 sushis, I barf. "

Hey here's a bunch of Belle & Sebastian b-sides.  Looking forward to seeing them in a couple of months in Miami.  
If you're looking for me I'll be the one in the crowd in the thong.  
A Century Of Fakers
Dog On Wheels
I'm Waking Up To Us
Jonathan David
Lazy Line Painter Jane
The Loneliness Of A Middle Distance Runner

Camera Obscura - Fifth In Line To The Throne.  Why not follow up B&S with a band that always gets compared
to B&S?
New Year's Resolution
This Is Love (Feels Alright)

Light Pines - Climbing Towards You.  Great local band that broke up way too soon.  They released all of their
recordings on Bandcamp for free.  
Come With Us

Mojave 3 - Sarah.  It might get me labelled a pariah but I vastly prefer Mojave 3 to Slowdive.  
Where Is The Love

Every once in a while I remember that there are a lot of rad early REM songs.  
Ages Of You
Burning Down
Carnival Of Sorts (Box Cars)
Crazy (Pylon cover)

***June Thirtieth
Two Thousand and Fourteen***


As the kids say, "it's called fashion, look it up."



Pelicans.  Apex, NC.

Giant Leopard Moth.  Cary, NC.

Burt, distracted.  Cary, NC.  

Home Savings Bank - being restored.  Durham, NC.  


Additional pictures:
Some medium format snaps from our trip to Joshua Tree last December.  

See more of these photos in the Photo Journal section.  



Occasionally I make a mix for the wife as my way of cojoling her into listening to the music I love.  This is the most
recent one.  Some of these songs have probably already been posted here...who cares.

Really into this website called GooBing Detroit.  It tracks deterioration in the city based on street view photos from
google and bing - results that are both fascinating and depressing.

I'm not usually one to get jazzed about bike riding, but this is pretty great - Danny MacAskill does street trials (I think
that's what they call it) in the Argentinian town of Epecuen, which until recently had been underwater for thirty years.  

And this a short documentary called Pablo's Villa about that town and it's one remaining resident.  A good pair of
videos to watch back-to-back.

Two photo journal entries - the medium format photos from our trip to California last December, and some snaps
from a weekend trip to Cherokee.  

My lack of  Music reviews this month is to be fully blamed on how much time I've spent watching the World Cup, but I
did get around to listening to the new records by Wye Oak and Liars,  plus a few of the old seven inches.  


New Boss
Nice Price Books & Records

En route to go play old man basketball with some friends, I stopped off at Nice Price to take in some day rock and try
not to buy anything for once.  I can't overstate how much I like a daytime or even happy hour rock show, it is one of the
great joys in life.  I knew very little about who was playing and only had a few minutes to stop in, but it was free and who
cares, day rock!  I managed to see a short set by a band called
New Boss, which is apparently an offshoot of the
Charlottesville band Invisible Hand.  It was unclear if this is just a side project or if Invisible Hand is no more...hopefully
side piece status, because I dug the Hand.  The basics are: five piece band, female singer, excellent guitar playing. 
The guitar work especially reminded me of Pavement, and the overall vibe of the band was Teenbeat Records circa
1995.  But more than anything, and this didn't hit me until their last song, they reminded me of Television Personalities. 
Or rather Television Personalities with bitchin' guitar.  I'll gladly see these guys again, even at night!


Marc Maron
with Ryan Singer

I know Marc Maron is performing bits when he is onstage, he's been doing this comedy thing for a few decades now
after all.  But he's just so damn comfortable up there that it feels more like a conversation (and sometimes a rant) than
it feels like a comic performing a routine.  There were a few noteworthy bits about driving a car in LA turning into a
"hate pod" and how farting never stops being funny, but the best parts were his ruminating on Jesus / religion / Good
Friday (it was particularly topical given the date of the show) and taking questions from the audience.  One audience
member asked him about crossfit which set him off on a particularly funny rant if I remember correctly.  The man is
easily one of the best working comedians out there today, and I'll never not ever not miss him tell the jokes and the

His opener, Ryan Singer, was the exact opposite - his act was so perfect and well-rehearsed it felt more like a one
act play than it did comedy, not that I didn't laugh a lot.  He also opened the last time Marc came to town, so one would
assume they are friends and this is the usual Maron live show experience.  I enjoyed Singer so much I'd gladly go see
him on his on if he ever came back solo, the guy has a bright future.

(Photo not mine, found randomly online.)


with Whatever Brains and Spray Paint

I missed Protomartyr at Hopscotch last year or the year before or whenever it was, but I remember people that I trust
giving them a big thumbs up and that was enough to get me out of the house and into Slims.  The place was packed,
probably sold out but I didn't poll the doorman or anything.  As I hadn't even listened to more than a song or two of their
music, I was forming most of my opinion on the band from this show.  You would definitely never know what you were
getting into from just looking at this pack from Detroit - singer Joe Casey looked like the doppelganger for Craig Finn
of the Hold Steady, the guitarist looked like a refugee from a frat jam band, and i don't recall the bassist or drummer
(insert rhythm section jokes here), but everyone looked like they were coming from something different.  More import-
antly though, the music - rad.  Super rad.  The overwhelming vibe was a protopunk/postpunk sound along the lines of
the Fall or Pere Ubu depending on the song, with moments of noise sludge like US Maple and pop punk like
Jawbreaker making occasional appearances.  Did I mention how rad they were?  So rad.  Radical.  Radiating rad-
icality. I can't recommend this band enough.

Saw Whatever Brains again, they had the middle slot,  Shocking, I know.  They were rad as per usual, equal parts
weird and rock, but the only thing particularly noteworthy here is it was their first gig with their new bassist, or at least
the first I had seen and the first for Slims.  Maybe because he is still being indoctrinated into the cult of WB, it was their
most "traditional" set I've seen in quite some long jams, no keyboard skronk offs, no weird covers.  But again,
rad nonetheless. 

The opener was a band called Spray Paint from Austin.  I had briefly listened to a couple of songs online and while it
didn't wow me, it was interesting enough to see what they were all about live.  It turns out they are one of those three
piece bands that features two guitarists and no bassist as seems to be popular these days.  All three band members
sang, and often it was two or even all three of them singing at once.  And while I never really got this vibe from my brief
foray into their recordings, I got a strong A-Frames vibe this night at Slims.  Anything that even slightly reminds me of
A-Frames is a very, very good thing. 

As a side note, someone obviously needs to set up a show where Charlotte's Paint Fumes follow Spray Paint. 


Doug Benson
with Graham Elwood
The Comedy Zone

You know you love a comedian when you're willing to drive all the way to Charlotte to see them.  I actually had a chance
to see Doug Benson a couple of days earlier in Raleigh, but Superchunk was playing the same night and I miss
Superchunk for no one.  He was performing at his favorite time, 4:20 in the afternoon, not only because he is a stoner
but mainly because having a comedy show in the afternoon usually insures the crowd is definitely there to see you, and
not just some drunk oafs who decide it might be fun to go to the comedy club at night and be annoying loud assholes.

First though - Graham Elwood opened the show, as he seems to often do with Doug on the road.  He is the Washington
Generals to Doug's Harlem Globetrotters, only in this case I'm betting both are terrible at basketball.  He is good at
comedy though - not as good as Doug, but I enjoyed his short set.  Outside of some comical karate talk I don't remember
much about it, but I definitely laughed. 

After a few minutes of Graham Doug came out.  He read some tweets and commented on them, did some crowd work,
and at the end of the set he brought Graham back out to play the Leonard Maltin game with an audience member (who
won when Graham couldn't name the movie, if I remember correctly). In between all of that though, Doug was working
on honing his material for a comedy special he would be recording a few days later (on 4/20, obviously).  Despite
having listened to hundreds of hours of the "Doug Loves Movies" podcast, I've actually not listened to a ton of his
stand-up.  He was hilarious.  I sometimes try to write down a few notes on some of the highlights from a comics set,
but all I wrote down after Doug was "carpet and anal sex" - I'm not sure if that means there were jokes about carpet and
jokes about anal sex, or jokes about the two of them together, but either way I felt the need to write it down because
I must have really had a good laugh over it. 

When it was all over we left the club and it was still light out and that was really weird.  Then we went to a Bobcats
game to make the trip to Charlotte complete.  The end.

(Photo not mine, found randomly online.)


You know when you hear girls say 'Ah man, I was so shit-faced last night, I shouldn't have fucked that guy?' We could
be that mistake! "

A few selections from the great comp "Behind Closed Doors: Where Country Meets Soul," which is exactly what it
sounds like.
Aaron Neville - The Grand Tour
Al Green - I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry
Arthur Alexander - Detroit City
Joe Tex - Skip a Rope
Millie Jackson - If You're Not Back in Love By Monday
Percy Sledge - Take Time to Know Her

Console - By this River (Brian Eno cover).  I had no idea who Console was, picked up this release "Mono" at a
local thrift store.  Turns out it's one of the dudes from the Notwist!  And it's pretty great, especially this cover of Brian
Eno's best song.  
Bonus: Magnolia.  

Mikal Cronin - I'm Done Running From You.  His record "MCII" was one of my faves from last year, it is exceedingly
Bonus: Shout It Out.  
Bonus: Weight.  

Telekinesis - Dark to Light.  This is also exceedingly catchy, hence my posting it here.  I like catchy shit.  
Bonus: Empathetic People.  
Bonus: Power Lines.  

Tubeway Army - Listen To The Sirens.  This whole year I've been blasting this first Tubeway Army in my car like it's
1978 and I have an angular haircut.  
Bonus: My Shadow In Vain.  

***May Thirty First
Two Thousand and Fourteen***

Memorial day has passed so summer is here, time to strap your pizzas to your miniature
horses and head to the beach!



Chelsea & Burt.  Cary, NC.  

Grain.  Fuquay Varina, NC.  

Mouse sleeping.  Cary, NC.

Old house.  Between Benson & Coats, NC.


Got some medium format pics developed...these were taken at Leo Carillo State Park north of Malibu this
past christmas when we visited the wife's family in California. It was a beautiful 80 degrees on christmas day.  



A trio of superbly superb skate flicks:
 - Connor Kammerer from "Tengu: God of Mischief" - Dude has a weird name & video has a weird name but don't
    hold that against it - skating is beyond rad, great mix of tech and weird and raw street.
 - Mauro Caruso from "MỤRICA" - Dude just straight up kills the ancient town of Modica in Sicily.  No one is ever,
    ever, EVER allowed to complain about rough ground where they skate again.  
 - Mark Gonzales, re-edit of his part from 2001's "Reel to Reel."  Footage that is 13 years old and older, and it's as
    fresh and enjoyable as anything made today.  

In other video news: Wes Anderson made a short film/commercial for Prada called "Castello Cavalcanti" starring
Jason Schwartzman.  It feels very Wes Anderson, as expected.  

One photo journal entry this month - band photos of Perfect Pussy, Whatever Brains, Cheap Time, Last Year's Men,
and more.  

In the Music reviews, like a broken record still with the old seven inches.  New reviews include Stephen Malkmus,
Ernie Graham, the War on Drugs, and...shit, that might have been all the new music I reviewed.  So lazy.   


The Carvers
Satellite Bar and Lounge

The wife and I went to Wilmington for a little Memorial Day vacation and to visit my good pal Brian, and it just so
happened that a band featuring both one of Brian's bandmates and his former college roommate,
the Carvers, were
having a release party for their record.  Why not go see a little surf rock?  well, surf rock with a little vintage sixties
garage rock thrown in.  The band was a five piece, all wearing matching burgundy blazers, and rocked it out like the
house band of every Roger Corman sixties biker flick ever made.  It was a mix of originals and covers, from the Sonics
to Dick Dale to the Santo & Johnny classic "Sleep Walk."  The crowd was also as mixed as I've seen in some time -
from the usual young crowd to the middle age set like myself to older folks cutting a rug to the jams, pretty much every-
one was represented here.  Everyone seemed to have a good time, including myself...not bad for a free show on a


Brody Stevens
with Howard Kremer
Local 506

Weird comedy show was weird.  To be fair, I knew this would be the case going in. 

After a local opener, Howard Kremer was the first of the touring duo to take the stage.  It should be noted that the
whole reason I was even at this gig is because the wife is obsessed with his podcast "Who Charted," but even she
was wary about how odd this might be.  Howard isn't really a stand-up - he occasionally says funny things, but it's
awkward and not well formed at all like a typical comedian.  Still, I laughed more than I cringed so I count that as a

Brody Stevens - not even sure where to start with him.  First off, he is crazy.  And I don't mean in the joking way "oh
he's so crazy," no, he's actually been committed.  He's been well known in the LA comedy scene forever, does a ton
of audience warm up gigs for various shows, had a documentary show about him on Comedy Central, and is friends
with a ton of A-listers.  But none of this means I'm going to laugh seeing him live.  He started his set by DJing songs
from his iPod/iPhone/iWhatever and "pumping up" the crowd...and then he proceeded to tell jokes for over two hours. 
Well, not so much jokes as yell and do his crazy character and I think he did crowd work on three-quarters of the
audience.  I'm not actually sure how much over two hours because that is the mark we left the time Brody was
on stage using a pair of chairs like a drum kit.  Seeing him is like seeing a life coach tripping on mushrooms - lots of
laughs but I basically felt high after it was over.

(Photo not mine, found randomly online.  Brody did not perform comedy with a dog.)


with Loamlands
Haw River Ballroom

It's a bit of a drive to the Haw River Ballroom in Saxapahaw, certainly more so than most other venues.  But it's a
pleasant drive, and with my friend the Cook-Out tray there to accompany me, we made the trip in no time and got
there in time to see the last half of
Loamlands set.  They're almost a local all-star band, mainly consisting of a couple
of former Midtown Dickens members but from show to show includes any number of other recognizable musicians -
tonight in particular Matt from Portastatic and Bon Iver was handling the drums.  Despite the pedigree I'd not listened
to or seen the band before - turns out they play very pleasant folk pop with a slight country tinge.  Singer Kym Register
has a fantastic voice, one that could easily hold my attention all by itself, but the songs and musicianship seemed to
be top notch across the board.  It looks like they're finally releasing some recorded music this summer, and I'll be
gladly picking that up. 

Then it was time for my biannual Superchunk live show experience.  Even though I get to see them fairly often these
days, I'm as excited as a teenager each and every time.  I don't have any great insight or special things to say about
this show over the many others I've seen, but like always I feel the need to document it.  This was my second time
seeing the band without Laura Ballance on bass and with Jason Narducy as her replacement; he may not pogo as
much and I haven't had a crush on him my entire adult life, but he is a fair substitute. The attendance (or lack thereof)
was somewhat interesting - not that the place was empty or anything, but there was way less folks than I expected...
I guess it takes some serious motivation to get folks to drive all the way to Saxapahaw, and since it was only my
second time I can't argue with that.  Chunk put on a great show regardless, playing tons of songs I wanted to hear -
they leaned heavily on their newest record "I Hate Music" as well as "Indoor Living" which was just recently reissued. 
Of particular note was them performing "Under Our Feet," which according to Jim Wilbur was the first time they had
ever played it live.  There was also a cover of a song called "Can't Fool Me" by A Number of Things - I'd never heard
of this band but apparently Mac was briefly in the group in the eighties and the singer recently passed away.  Track
had a nice Black Flag vibe to it, I'd be curious to hear the original. Other than that, there were a few classics like
"Skip Steps 1 & 3," "For Tension," and "Driveway to Driveway" that I sang along to like a damn fool.  As always, it
was a grand ol' time, and I can't wait to see them again.  And again.  And again. 


Todd Barry

I saw Todd Barry again.  It was at Kings again.  I laughed my ass off again.

This gig was part of his final crowd work tour.  What does that mean?  Todd came out on stage without a set of pre-
pared jokes, and instead talked to the audience and riffed off of whatever direction they would send him in.  There
probably aren't a lot of comics who can do this as successfully as Barry, he's just so quick with the banter, and couple
that with his general personality that would have me laughing if he was reading the phonebook, and you've got a
successful show. 

There's really not much to say though, other than I laughed so much my face hurt.  He managed to make a bunch of
RTP tech nerds sound interesting.  A former NC State soccer coach was there and talked to Todd - he was a much
better sport about it than I would have expected, but then again this isn't a regular comedy show at a comedy club and
I'm guessing he knew Todd and what he was getting himself into.

(Photo not mine, found randomly online.)


"Ned, next time you have a brilliant idea, whisper it to me first. Otherwise I look sort of like a Day-Dream-Johnny, you

Best Coast - The Only Place.  I wanted to love the most recent Best Coast record, but I really only loved the first song.  
It's probably their best song ever though, so there's that.  

Bonnie 'Prince' Billy - I Gave You.  A track from his collaboration EP with Matt Sweeney.

Cheap Time - Country and City.  One of my favorite records so far this year; unfortunately it came out last year.  Garage
punk with a little glam flavor.
Bonus: Spark in the Chain.  

Fuzz - Raise.  One of my favorite records and live shows of last year, heavy but not metal; Groovy but not hippy.  
Bonus: Sleigh Ride.  

Hayden - Woody.  I go through phases with Hayden, and lately he has definitely been back in the play column lately.

Slayer - Angel Of Death.  I don't really need to talk about the greatness of these songs do I?
Bonus: Raining Blood.  

Yo La Tengo - Is That Enough.  A couple of tracks from the most recent YLT record.  They just keep chugging along.  
Not their best record but it's definitely in the plus column.  
Bonus: Ohm.  

Picked up a Grandaddy-curated mixtape at the thrift store, and these are some of the better songs from it.  I might have
already posted some or all of these at one point or another, but they're good enough to merit another look.  
Beulah - Burned By The Sun
Blonde Redhead - For The Damaged
Fruit Bats - The Little Acorn
Snow Patrol - Run


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