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.
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.
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!
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 whatnot.
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
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 time...no 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.
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
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.
"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 catchy. 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.