Music Features

Real huff

Dieselhed revved our motors
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There was a period in the early to mid-’80s when Dieselhed absolutely ruled the San Francisco music scene. Like the previous generation's Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 or Primus, or maybe today's Joanna Newsom or Deerhoof, fans enthusiastically lined up to catch the popular quintet every time the group played. To see Dieselhed once was to love them forever. You've got that chance, as they're re-forming for one night at this year's Mission Creek Music Festival.Read more »

When the lights go up

Ezra Feinberg built this Citay on rock 'n' roll
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"I wanted to make something that was really grand and epic, that was really composed, and maybe kind of mythic, in the way that a lot of those protometal bands were trying to do," Ezra Feinberg of Citay says, his postpsychedelic, postmetal outfit. Feinberg is inspired by hard rockmetal bands of the late 1960s and 1970s, such as Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, and Deep Purple, whose used power chords as the basis for their grand, jazz-inspired, narrative song structures. Read more »

Moore than words

The Moore Brothers tap a deadly goth angst
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Love ballads, boyish harmonies, and a single acoustic guitar four albums along, with numerous side projects such as Sandycoates bringing up the rear, the Moore Brothers obviously have a sweet streak that's miles wide and filled with melodies as creamy as custard pie and as dreamy as those steamy, leisurely days of teenage summer.Read more »

Those lovable peckerheads

Clipd Beaks break the mold
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An aggro dance-punk explosion of smart-ass energy and drunk-kid shit, Clipd Beaks can be summed up in an endless bout of name-game banter: They're tweaked shoegazer for the top 40 soul. Nauseated psychedelia. The guitar-driven grittiness of Prince's "Darling Nikki" meets the smooth-as-glass PM Dawn faux-original "Set Adrift on Memory Bliss." Man, fuck Prince. He doesn't have shit on PM Dawn. What did he give us after Sign of the Times?Read more »

Can't, she said

Noise artist Jessica Rylan projects her feminine might
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It would be hard to imagine a more painfully ironic moniker than Can't. It's a name of self-negation, self-defense, and self-defiance. A name that instantly speaks of limitation and deprivation, it revels in its view of the personal-as-political prisoner. The social constraints of gender, sex, love, genre, freedom, and artistic and financial success all hang off of that name like handcuffs on a policeman's belt. Read more »

Brass in pocket

Extra Action Marching Band puts the chaos and cool in your halftime music collective
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Considering its bodacious flag team and its players' general inclination to treat every day like birthday-suit day, Extra Action Marching Band has boasted its share of fleshy, fantastic, and extra-weird gigs, though none quite so intimate as the time they were hired by a would-be groom to crash his marriage proposal. Read more »

Bright knight of the analog soul

Going deeper with Tiny Telephone's John Vanderslice
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John Vanderslice goes straight for the guy with the bouzouki. He's taking me on a tour of his recording studio, analog haven Tiny Telephone, located in an industrial space at the base of Potrero Hill, directly across from a giant, rusted rocket engine belonging to Survival Research Laboratories.

He's about to pick the melon-shaped instrument up from its stand out of sheer exuberance, but he checks himself and asks its owner, "Do you mind?" It has four sets of strings, paired in octaves like a 12-string guitar, and some fancy inlay work. Read more »

Love is blond

Sweden's Sounds are dying to sink their pop hooks into the kids in America
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"I don't want to be compared to Blondie all the time, but I can absolutely see why people do it," the Sounds' Maja Ivarsson says.Read more »

Ruling party

Rising hip-hop star J-Stalin morphs from d-boy to Go Boy
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J-Stalin knows how to make an entrance.

The first time we meet, in November 2004 at the Mekanix's recording studio in East Oakland, he enters nonchalantly, sporting an embroidered eye mask as though it were everyday wear. He walks up to me and shakes my hand. "I'm J-Stalin. I write and record two songs a day," he says with boyish pride.Read more »

Come in from the cold

Local songsters Michael Talbott and the Wolfkings howl slowly, sweetly
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These days, folks make records faster than nervous singer-songwriters forget the words to their own tunes.Read more »