Johnny Ace: a blues icon turns into one of rock's first casualties.
By Erik Morse
With Halloween soon approaching, all the party mixtapes and Goth soundtracks will inevitably be programmed with the scary and spectral. It only seems appropriate, then, to take a look at a history of some of these ghostly recordings, albeit of a slightly different kind. Read more »
Saturday night, Oct. 27, and I'm at the Independent to see Two Gallants. Opening acts Songs for Moms and Blitzen Trapper did well to set the stage for odes. Soft white lights blanched soft white faces, making ghosts of East Coast transplants dressed like goons dressed like Double Dare buffoons. Meanwhile young city-bankers in serial-killer costumes put on cats' ears for listening. Read more »
Though undeniably accurate, "The Bridge School Benefit" is the worst name for a rock concert ever. The only sexy thing about it (besides giving publicity to the school, which deserves it), is that it sounds a lot better to skip out on helping a friend move or having dinner with your S.O.'s parents to attend a "benefit" than it does to admit you're going to smoke doobies and listen to the devil's music.
But for all its bad name-iness, and the fact that I hate the Shoreline Ampitheater (Am I too old to appreciate massive venues? Read more »
Comeback of the year? Edwyn Collins, definitely. Back in February 2005, Collins - the former leader of jaunty Scottish post-punk charmers Orange Juice and a solo artist best known for the 1994 vibraphone-peppered finger-snapper "A Girl Like You" - suffered two cerebral hemorrhages that left him hospitalized for months. Read more »
Don't try to front like you never liked Motley Crue. You know you shouted at the devil. You know you tapped out the poignant opening bars of "Home Sweet Home" on your big sister's Casio keyboard. And you know you turn up the iPod when shuffle kicks you into "Dr. Read more »
Esteemed Guardian staffer Cheryl Eddy was kind enough to sacrifice a sentence of her Behemoth preview this Wednesday, Oct. 24, on the altar of French metal masterminds Gojira. Though the adjective she picked to describe them - “brutal” - is certainly apt, I wanted to delve a little deeper into the band’s Gallic brutality. Read more »
Daniel Judd of Sorcerer likes racquet sports, so I found it hard to talk about music when I interviewed him. But I like Sorcerer's White Magic so much -- in fact, as I post this interview, I'm listening to it -- that for once I was able to shut up about tennis. Read more »
Yeah, this week’s cover story on Oslo-San Francisco beyond-disco connections is pretty damn long. But there wasn’t enough room to note all of DominiqueLeone’s activities. In addition to his November EP on Lindstrom’s Feedelity label, Leone is also readying an LP for release next year. Read more »
“New Who What Huh?!” All right, maybe the name doesn’t exactly flow from the tongue in gently rolling syllables on the first go-round, but try it with me now, slowly, steadily: New Young Pony Club. Ah, there you are. Very nice. Again. New Young Pony Club. Great. Quick - now three times fast. Now you’re in fine shape for this coming Monday. Why, you ask? Read more »