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Eraser-head

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SONIC REDUCER You can keep your majestic soundscapes, your rewrites of “Rocky Raccoon,

Taking spills

Built to Spill's Doug Martsch bounces back
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It takes a lot to knock an obsession out of Built to Spill singer-songwriter-guitarist Doug Martsch. Behind the beard, the down-low home life with wife and child, and the phone conversation padded with softly undercutting "Oh, I dunno's," once lay the heart of a raging pickup basketball junkie.
"I kinda got sucked into the NBA play-offs seven or eight years ago," explains Martsch, 37, from his home in Boise, Idaho. Read more »

THE LATE, GREAT JOBRIATH

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Before Hedwig was a glimmer in John Cameron Mitchell's eye, before some Bowie-imitation bathhouse spillage bloomed into Velvet Goldmine's Brian Slade, before Freddie Mercury was frightened mid-rhapsody by thunderbolts and lightning, there was Jobriath, the first (and the lost) truly out, gay glam rock star. Read more »

Calleth he, calleth I

The Ark's 21st-century rock star Ola Salo does his thing, shoots, and scores
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When I reach the Ark's rock idol Ola Salo on the phone at his apartment in Malmö, Sweden, he's getting ready to meet friends to watch his country's team take on Paraguay in the World Cup. Sheer lack of time calls for forward gestures, so I ask him to describe his boudoir, a CD- and book-strewn "one and a half" room apartment. "It looks like a pretty storage room," he says, amusedly. "I have a plastic chandelier. I've got my big black piano and my black angel wings. Read more »

Tea - totaled

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Beast of the Bay

What better song to toast 6/6/06 than Iron Maiden's "The Number of the Beast"?
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Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the Beast with wrath, because he knows the time is short.... Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast for it is a human number, its number is six hundred and sixty six.

Revelation 13:18Read more »

Life's a Giant Drag

And it doesn't help if you write song titles like "You Fuck like My Dad"
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Has anyone ever chosen a more appropriate band name than Annie Hardy?

Speaking with the 24-year-old singer and guitarist of Los Angeles's Giant Drag, I find it impossible to imagine a moniker that better captures the depressing nature of both her band's narcotic grunge-pop songs and her own almost comically defeated outlook on life. She expresses so much bemused disappointment in conversation, in fact, that the name almost seems like an understatement.Read more »

Beast of the Bay

What better song to toast 6/6/06 than Iron Maiden's "The Number of the Beast"?
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Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the Beast with wrath, because he knows the time is short.... Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast for it is a human number, its number is six hundred and sixty six.

Revelation 13:18Read more »

Howlin' at the sun

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SONIC REDUCER Something wicked this way came, right in the middle of last week's spate of strangely beautiful, beastly hot days, as I sipped a pint on El Rio's back patio with Comets on Fire vocalist-guitarist Ethan Miller. You can bet with 6/6/06 plastered all over town, prophesizing an ominously large marketing onslaught for The Omen that wickedness probably involved horror movies. Read more »