Ah, the end of summer. A time to wake back up to reality - be it the impending school semester, a new work opportunity, or simply the realization that you’ve been lying face down in a pile of your own dirty laundry for the past few months. It’s the year’s second wind, a time for renewal and our last chance to come out on top.
It’s also, as you may have noticed, as great time for stuff in general. Read more »
Ted Leo himself seemed a bit apprehensive about playing under a corporate logo at his afternoon performance on Aug. 3. The political punker lost his footing at the start of his set, falling onto the deck of the Myspace stage. I'll try to suppress the symbolism in all of this. Read more »
Anticipating the 10-year anniversary of qawwali vocal legend Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan's death on Aug. 16, San Francisco label Six Degrees recently released the Pakistani giant's latest dub-laced collaboration, with London producer-composer Gaudi, Dub Qawwali. Read more »
In honor of the late Lee Hazlewood, here is Edward E. Crouse's unfiltered conversation with the great singer-songwriter, from the Guardian in 1998:
Love Lee A duet over the phone with Mr. Hazlewood.
By Edward E. Crouse
LEE HAZLEWOOD writes, produces, and sings ambrosial pop songs. Ambrosial in both senses: the Greek (what the gods ingest) and the American (that picnic mystery made of canned fruits in heavy syrup and whipped cream). Read more »
Blessed be to the advances in technology that allow alert concertgoers to capture performers at their most uncouth.
Most recently, Faith Hill upbraided a front-row fan for gettin' too gropy with hubby and tourmate Tim McGraw's private parts (TMZ has the video here). And of course there's the now-famous Beyonce tumble (TMZ has it here).
Who needs concert videos when the between-songs shit is so juicy? Read more »
My top three performer-audience mano-y-mano, mi-show-tu-show moments at the Grinderman performance at Slim's on July 27:
3) A toss-up between the umpteenth time this dude in front of me yelled, "STAGGER LEE!" causing his long-suffering female companion to gently pat him on the shoulder and say, "Yeah. OK. We all know now," and the moment Nick Cave inadvertently insulted another rabid fan bellowing for old Bad Seeds songs by calling him short and bald. Read more »