It almost felt like everyone made a stop at Urban Outfitters before showing up at the Capitol Hill Block Party on Saturday, July 28th. Lemme tell ya, premo people watching for the year happened here. And I have to say, all was pretty much a good time except the big clusterfuck of a crowd in the beer garden by the stage while Spoon was on. Never in my 15+ years of concert going have I been in such a messy crowd of people shoving, grabbing and being downright mean just to get out of the crowd. It was very uncomfortable. Ok, ’nuff said about that. John Vanderslice was a highlight playing his indie-pop tunes. He came out at the perfect time, late afternoon with sun shining and the crowd pretty much non-existent. Britt Daniel was spotted many times (by my friends as well as myself) meandering thru the beer garden and into Caffe Vita. Next up on stage was Aesop Rock. Not my cup of tea so headed into the Comet for some PBR tall boys then out for some food at the Six Arms afterwards. Made it back for Spoon where we ran into the aforementioned crowd of unpleasantness.
- The Curious Mystery
- Sugar Skulls
- Delta Hymax
- $6, Doors @ 9 p.m.
I generally don’t recommend the Crocodile Cafe (due to lack of cheap beers, over abundance of Stranger-loving hipsters, and a hideous confiscation policy executed by their thick-necked security). But tonight the Curious Mystery and Sugar Skulls make it worth stopping by. The Curious Mystery play spaced out folk rock (kind of). The lead singer strums autoharp and banjo while cooing away in a voice filled with innocent bloodlust and intrigue. Sugar Skulls bring the joy-prog with a line-up featuring violin, bass, keyboards and drums. “We don’t live in a world that was made for us/We live in a world that was made for them!”
- Wah Wah Exit Wound
- Zdraastvootie (Portland)
- $5, doors at 9 p.m.
Malak bring the minimalist psych metal. Wah Wah Exit Wound supplies the over-the-top bar band prog. Hemingway is psyched-out weirdness from the some of the folk(s) that brought you Playing Enemy. Zdraastvootie is prog-psych-jam madness (with wind instruments) from Portland.
Ah — next week as well
8/9 Wah Wah Exit Wound, Nymph (Japan/New York), T.I.T.S. (San Francisco), Nudity (Olympia) @ the Comet
8/10 SPOILS, Climax Golden Twins @ the Jules Maes
8/11 Sean, Times of Despearation (Sacramento), Fortress of Victory
Is it the big crowds? The spectacle that is water NASCAR? The endless traffic debaucle?
Nope, it’s Mudhoney,
…I give the Capitol Hill Block Party organizers a middle finger.
The last act, Girl Talk, couldn’t be seen by (at least) several hundred people who got to Neumos before it started (midnight). Doors were jammed, fan-security pushing matches broke out, and general ill-feeling and non-communication ruled. A girl had a terrible, screaming claustrophobia attack near one of the doorways, an area that was shoulder to shoulder for 30+ minutes.
Why pump Girl Talk (I’m looking at you, KEXP) as one of the headliners for the past month, and put him in Neumos and not on the main stage?
If you don’t want headliner, last-act-of-the-night crowds, don’t put it in the smaller venue. How hard is that?
Twenty dollars (with all the “service” charges) is a lot to pay for a block party. Going to see the act I’ve pimped for over a month on these very pages, and not being able to get in is a fucking cockpunch. I had a joint rolled for it and everything.
Just had to share that I’m loving the Arctic Monkey’s cover of Amy Winehouse’s “you know i’m no good.” It’s so smooth and groovy*. Every time it plays on KEXP, I love it more and more. I’m sad it’s not on itunes for me to buy so I can listen to it over and over. It makes me want to wear too much make up, drink bombay sapphire martinis with lemon twists and smoke cigarettes while sitting in a vinyl high-backed barstool at an art-deco styled bar. And I don’t even smoke! Take a listen…
*First use of “groovy” this year.
It was a quiet and wet day, and there was absolutely nothing remarkable about the setting in which Kurt Cobain shot himself in the head in 1994.
His house borders a small park, and I walked up to a fence along the property line that is perhaps not more than 20 feet from where the infamous greenhouse was. The new homeowners had it torn down.
Spiders spun their webs in the still air, and park benches with their Kurt graffiti sat facing Lake Washington.
Feel Good Album of the Summer. RIP in Joe Strummer, but rest knowing someone’s carrying the psuedo-Trenchtown torch.
I’ll openly confess my knowledge of this genre is limited (though I did see Armstrong’s Rancid at Lollapalooza ‘96) but I know a good record when I hear it.
I have been listening to “Poet’s Life” the past two days and my fairweather interest in ska/rude boy/reggae rock is piqued here. You’ve probably heard “Into Action”, a Specials-sounding call to arms as it has been in regular rotation on KEXP. “Inner City Violence” is a standout here, as well. Immediately recalls plenty of Clash tunes, especially the faster-paced “Guns of Brixton” and “Know Your Rights.” The production quality is good and the variety of the songs are varied in tempo and tone, keeping it fresh for that backyard BBQ with the neighbors.
Give it a spin.
I had some bizarre dream last night in which a friend of mine who was wed last year was having his wedding and his family was so rich and famous and powerful that their wedding took place during the Grammy Awards and I had to watch it on TV. Luckily, in the dream, they had another ceremony which took place at the church I was raised in out in the country (which was odd since they’re both devout Catholics from Seattle and I grew up a Lutheran in the country) and all sorts of crazy stuff happened that seems very vague now, but in the morning it caused me to wake up and think, “Golly, I wish I could see a Spoils show tonight.”
And then I realized that today there is a SPOILS show! And more…
Tonight at the ReBar, initially conceived as a “Metal Composers Battle” by Luke LaPlante (keyboardist for prog-grind madman duo Sean and drummer for Scary Bear and Spirit of Radio) has booked another in a series of experimental shows at the ReBar. He grouped a bunch of his favorite Seattle shredders together into small groups who had to write and perform original songs. The lineups are as follows:
Swarming Sean of Wor:
Blaine (Swarming Hordes shred master)
Luke LaPlante (madness distorto-keyboards from Sean)
Jay (drum slayer from Wizards of War and Fortress of Victory)
Dave Webb (Wah Wah Exit Wound/Girth)
Dave Abramson (Diminished Men – Climax Golden Twins – Spider Trio – dudeness)
Arran McInnis (Lesbian shredmaster)
To round out the bill, there is also Morraine. I’ve only heard their MySpace posts and it sounds great. It’s a string quartet with drums. Very nice.
And then of course Spoils, and must I reiterate that if you have ever uttered the words “I like to listen to rock music” and you live here in Seattle and you have not attended a Spoils show, you may have to renege that statement.
1114 Howell Street
If I had thousands of expendable dollars per month, I’d probably buy tons of records based solely on reviews, the cover art, who played on them, the label that put them out, or even the year and country of release. Many of these would get played once and shelved, adding only to my pool of worthless knowledge and ability to reference them in drunken conversations later. Helping me curb my credit debt is Mutant Sounds.
This site has been getting my attention almost daily for a few months now. Basically it caters to the absolute outer fringes of music nerdom. I’ve heard of about 10% of the stuff listed on here, and would consider buying about 1% if it was readily available. From an educational standpoint, it is unbelievable. Mutant Sounds posts about 200 rare, limited, out of print, and otherwise difficult to find albums a month (including artwork and release info). These are all free to download with the following disclaimer:
“The albums are for promotional and preview purposes only. Make sure to delete them within 24 hours If you like an album, support the artist And go buy it.”
I couldn’t agree more. If you can find them that is. Most of the posted recordings are direct uploads of LPs and cassette tapes from the 70s and 80s. If you are interested in Krautrock, this is THE place. Noise, avant guarde, progressive/space rock, psychedelic folk, traditional/ritual music, and more await. Enjoy and remember that it’s for educational purposes only!
The City Comes Alive… with my lovely lady humps.
What has happened to Bumbershoot? I’m sure all of you fellow fans were waiting with bated breath for the big announcement on July 9th. And then we got it… Fergie. Are you friggen kidding me? Fergie? The crack head with the lady lumps. Shit. This is a new low for the festival that seems to be on an ever increasing downward spiral. I mean hell, Fergie topped the Rolling Stone most annoying. #1 on their list AND mine beating out both Celine Dion and Nickleback (which I’ll get to later). Not that the rest of the “lineup” is much better. They even dropped the Rat City Roller Girls which were worth the price of admission alone last year. How much time do they really expect me to spend in the beer garden… or is that their plan all along?
For the second year in a row, I’m much more excited for the Capitol Hill Block Party’s stellar lineup featuring the likes of Spoon, Blue Scholars and Silversun Pickups. And this is a neighborhood event without having to outsource their promotion to AEG… the bummer that is Bumbershoot’s new promotion agent/partner. But we DO get Crowded House… remember them?
AEG was signed on this year to help bring in the big names and the big crowds. Yay. Now I know that stuffing a festival with Indie and blues bands won’t bring in the kind of crowds needed to pay for the venue and acts (not to mention lining AEG’s pockets) even though Cap Hill has been doing it year after year. Looking at their resume, I’ve seen them bragging about some big bookings they’re proud enough of to put into print. We’re talking about the BIG names like Nickleback (Deathbus), Celine Dion (DEATHBUS!!) and Yanni (just strap his lame ass to the roof). Not that AEG is all bad. They ARE responsible for Coachella which hosted the likes of Arcade Fire, The Black Keys, and Brother Ali to name just a few. It’s a festival I’ve always felt Bumbershoot was aspiring towards but failed sadly.
Now having spewed all this nonsense, I’m most probably still going to attend. There ARE some gems to pluck from the turds. Saturday’s headline is Kings of Leon with BRMC opening. Both bands’ latest releases are incredible. Also look for local greats the Blakes, The Cops, and North Twin. And others such as Rodrigo y Gabriella and The Gourds.
Sorry for the heresy, but I don’t care for them (fighting words in today’s [faux-]nostalgia-crazed music scene).
In high school I listened to Zeppelin hour almost every night on the radio. I read Hammer of the Gods. I had a bunch of their albums.
It just hasn’t stayed relevant to me. Sure it’s a big sound, sure it evokes fantasies of Viking ships crossing chilly seas, and yes whatshisname played with drumsticks so big they were nicknamed “trees”. All very good, but not my cup of tea. I swore them off in the early 1990s and haven’t looked back.
I still enjoy a few numbers off of Houses of the Holy, but that’s, er, because of a certain nostalgia.
Ok, bar set.
Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga
Naturally, further Spoon — or any — material is going to have to blow my mind to measure up to Series. Spoon’s new record Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga doesn’t measure up. (Spoon’s good song/bad song ratio has been getting worse since Girls Can Tell.)
[But the sky is not falling. Gimme Fiction's "I Summon You" is brilliant. No other word for it. The rest of Gimme doesn't stack up, but that track is as near to perfect as music gets. How to follow that up?]
At first listen, a friend said “Don’t Make Me A Target” sounded like that other song of theirs. Probably she meant “I Summon You” — one of a handful of Spoon songs on her laptop — in which case I understand her point…