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Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
Jew(s) and Catholic(s), The Airborne Toxic Event, Dustin Edge, Toadies...
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You know that song, "Time in a Bottle?" Well I want to smash that girl in the face every time that commercial comes on when she says that. Other than that, I would totally buy some time. Couldn't care less if it comes in a bottle. So, anyway, here's a bunch of music crap mashed all into one post b/c I'm too lazy to actually keep up with anything anymore. |
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Despite paying less than I would have, it was actually still a pretty annoying purchase given that I'd been purchasing their singles off of iTunes as they came out. And since the first 3 came out as an "EP," you'd think that they'd not include those songs on the "album." But they did and so I had 40% of the record already. Sadly, those songs are the best songs, but the rest of the record is still pretty damn good to me. There's some Franz Ferdinand sound in there every now and then, ("This Is Nowhere") and there was one song I just didn't really care for at all. ("Something New") The lyrics throughout are, however, fantastic. It's strange to open the booklet and see just how much ink is spilled across the page. And it's not wasted words. Words that make me happy and words that make me sad. But very few words that make me feel nothing. And I guess it turns out I actually have very little to say about this. But I like it. Not like I liked them when it was just the four songs out, but I like it. And I'm afraid I'm going to regret this later with all of the MTV talk for Sometime Around Midnight. But for now, I'm happy with this record, and I think it's worth a listen. Or at least worth watching the videos for free on youtube... |
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It's under 40 minutes long, so I was a bit miffed at paying as much as I did, (pre-order from Newbury Comics) but I did get it on the release date... and I did get an extra CD booklet thing signed by the band. Which is kind of neat since I geek out about crap like that. There's nothing really groundbreaking here that I can tell. And if you didn't like Toadies before, I can't imagine you'll like this. But I did and I do. And it's cool that they're touring again. Maybe they'll even come to Charlotte! (that was a joke) |
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The first time I saw Jew(s) and Catholic(s) was at Snug Harbor as they opened for Silent Weapons. I thought they were freaking amazing. The next time I saw them was right after the Inside EP was released at SKNet again with Silent Weapons. They were great, but it's really too bad that it was at SKNet. b/c that place sucks for shows. This time was at The Milestone, and The Milestone kicks much ass. |
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So. When I'm left to my own devices I'm rather punctual. Doors at 8:00, show at 9:30-ish. I'm there at 7:45. The bands aren't even there yet. LOSER. But I wanted to film it, and I knew where I wanted to stand. So... whatever. Eventually people started coming in and I saw Eddie and Alanna and caught Eddie long enough to make sure it was cool if I recorded. So for everything that happened from this point on, I blame myself. He was cool about it, so I got my stuff setup and then saw him frantically running around with the drum machine... the AC adapter was fucked. I guess he had a spare, which was good, but that was a rather foreboding sign. The first band that played (The Have and Have Nots) were... fine. Energetic and pretty interesting. But I was tired of it after 2 songs. So, you know, I was pretty happy when Jew(s) and Catholic(s) were second. And I need a new camera. I don't know why mine makes movies that are so grainy. I'm pretty sure it used to not do that. I played with the settings a LOT before the show, but I couldn't figure it out. I almost bought a new camera, but Allison needed a camera too, and her birthday was on Tuesday, so I got her one instead. Pretty sure I'm still happier about that. But it doesn't make me less annoyed with the shitty quality of my videos. And I don't feel bad about the quality of the snapshots... I was, after all, videotaping at the same time.............. |
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They are going to be at Snug Harbor on Oct. 3, sooo... We shall see, perhaps. The song I recorded is called "Fade Into the Night" (thank you, Jonathan!) It was totally random that I ended up getting this particular song on film, but I was listening to the EP on the way home, and this is definitely better than a lot of the record. Except for, of course, the shitty sound quality... |
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I also got to see The Lights, Fluorescent for the 2nd time. I'd heard their name around town, but I only ended up seeing them because they played the "Celebrate Women in Music Awards" or something like that. Very poorly run award show that happened at The Milestone a few months ago. I was only there, again, b/c of Silent Weapons. And there were some crappy bands there, for sure. But I really liked this one. So when I saw that they were playing with Jew(s) and Catholic(s), I was pretty damn happy. I'm not plugged in enough to get to go to too many local shows where I actually am familiar with more than one band. So that was nice. They played last and played well. I'm assuming that most people were there for this band as opposed to the others... or everyone was drunk. But definitely everyone was bouncier when they started. And the band absolutely fed off of it too. They played for about an hour, which was nice. But after the set, I got in a "Two More Songs!" scream, and then everyone said it, and the band happily obliged. I reckon I'll be heading out to The Milestone to see them again in a few weeks. Good times. Oh yeah... I bought their CD the last time I saw them... shortly thereafter I got a new CD player for my car, but I left my copy of their disc in the old CD player. So it's still in there. Which sucks. But thank goodness for iTunes. The first song below is, *I think*, called "Cubicle" The second one is "So Sweet (Without a Care)" |
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And, lastly, Dustin Edge swung back through town a month ago and played a solo acoustic show up at Summit Coffee. oh! And I guess this makes me way out of order, but I can't believe Hot Hot Hot was the opener. One of my favorite Cure songs, and one that I was stoked to get to see at the Cure show a couple of months ago. I know what I'm gonna do, by God. Oh no, Dustin, don't... I'm callin' 'em up. |
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And lastly lastly, Dustin came back through town again and stooped down to come do open mic night at Jeff's Bucket Shop. I have no photos b/c I just sat my camera over near the stage and let it record the audio. So the sound quality on this is a town worse than the other one, but I actually thought the performance was better. But that may not mean anything other than that I had more to drink. Or maybe that Dustin had more to drink. The phrasing on "Aeroplane Over the Sea..." good lord. Awesome. Except for the bookend covers, these songs were all played at Summit. "No One Will" is a very cool song, I think. Oh. After this was over, I bought a couple of carbombs. Dustin tried to cheat. But he lost anyway. Slut. |
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Monday, December 12, 2005
Although I was too poor to see Spoon, too out-of-time to see SNMNMNM, too I-have-to-teach-Sunday-School-tomorrow to see The Dandy Warhols, and too annoyed to even try to see U2 (is that tonight? The traffic is going to SUCK on the way home. Fuck you, Bono.), I did manage to catch the next evolution in the Cast Iron Filter pioneered genre "Irongrass." (What? It was free? shhhhhhhhhhhhh)
The first CIF show I attended was the final show for Mr. Cockrill and the first show for new bassist Mason Bissett. I had heard some live stuff before but didn't totally dig the albums, but the band live? I was hooked. Fast forward a few years through a few more lineup changes and the band has decided to part ways for, at least, the time-being. And for a while Michael Orlando focused his mando skills on creating some true bluegrass music with The Carter Brothers. This isn't exactly my scene, so when Mike began talking about getting together with Mason (of all people!) and a drummer(!!) I was, needless to say, stoked. Stoked. There should be a word that means "stoked but apprehensive."
Actually, it's fine that it just means "stoked." Mason and Mike were able to fuse back together brilliantly. It shone especially bright on older CIF tunes with which Mason was already familar - Tamarack being, for me, the prime example. Although the songs weren't perfect and there were flubs, I thought Mason had improved tremendously as a player who is a member of a band. Mason and Mike both always seemed to really like playing a lot of notes. A LOT of notes. But this was subdued - in a really great way. Apparently Frank and Mason had been playing together previously, and it showed. Mason really held back and nailed the song down with the necessary simple walking basslines that many of the songs required. And, when the time came, it was the old Mason again flying all over the fretboard, and I loved it.
Although Mike's gorgeous little electric mandolin didn't make an appearance, we were witness to the nimbleness of Mike's fingers across a range of stringed instruments from the acoustic mandolin to acoustic guitar to banjo to the electric guitar. Ah yes, and he sang. Mike's vocal rendition of Sheila & Jake was becoming a standard at CIF shows throughout the final tour, but I wasn't quite sure what to think of Mike as frontman. He's no Dustin as far as vocal ability goes, but as soon as I started thinking that, I realized that was my problem. This isn't Cast Iron Filter, and Mike isn't trying to be Dustin. He's being Mike. And thank God, b/c that's what he's best at. (whether I - or anyone else - like it *ahem... bluegrass...ahem* or not) There were only 8 unique songs with vocals and Mason (yes, Mason) sang one of those. "My Dear Nashville" was an extremely slow number not to my liking at all, but the other songs shocked me. Most of the subject matter seemed to be somehow involved with love... either you lost it, want it, got it, can't ever have it, or can't wait to get back to it, but even a pretentious ass like myself who prefers to write about why God's a dick found it enjoyable. Aside from the content, his actual vocal sound was clear and on key, plus I could actually understand most of the words he said. Which was nice. Mike definitely brought more of his bluegrass taste to these songs than to songs you would expect to hear from CIF, and I think he succeeded in creating a fun and exciting new sound with which he can continue to promote the Irongrass standard.
Oh, and the drummer... the drummer turned out to be Frank Bloom who somehow manages to pull off the duality of being an extremely nice and socialable dude AND a really damned good drummer. Weird. The other guys have their place in Irongrass history... as it were, and Frank's the relative newcomer to the scene. As far as I know. While I can compare Mike and Mason to previous incarnations of themselves, I have no such crutch with Frank. He's the new variable in this equation, and he filled it out very very nicely. The venue itself may have held him back somewhat, but Frank seemed sharp and precise yet very fluid at the same time. Former CIF drummer Brian Burton hit HARD and fast and precise and, for my money, fit the late model CIF very well, but Brian's style would not, however, fit with what Mike is trying to do. Mason and Frank worked well together and there were moments of pure coalescence with the two of them just sitting back and holding the songs together. It's nice when unknown situations turn out to be much better than I thought they could have been.
Oh. And the fanboy in me wants to say, "OMG! And he played with FOUR sticks at once!"
but I'm past that phase of my life and refuse to lower myself to actually finding something someone else is doing interesting and exciting.
I never would have imagined to see Mike and Mason on stage together again, but it was an extremely pleasant surprise. Having Frank Bloom round out the trio was an amazing stroke of luck and probably only the third good thing to have ever come out of Tryon, NC. (including the BBQ) Looking forward to the recording in January and hoping for more shows soon. I will only say one other thing about that. February 2, 2006 - Charlotte, NC. God that would be sweet.
I wouldn't say this is groundbreaking material nor is it REALLY pushing the boundaries of any common sensibilities, but it was good. And it was fun. And I enjoyed it for the sake of enjoying it. And the very last thing? I should reiterate: this is not Cast Iron Filter.
Now back to my Captain and Sprite.
Tuesday, September 23, 2003
Wednesday, September 17, 2003
Wednesday, April 23, 2003
Charlotte was a really weird show too... not in that Eddie didn't talk, but that they played pretty much every single off Ten (Black, Jeremy, Evenflow, and Alive) and very few Riot Act tracks (Save You, Green Disease, Love Boat Captain). We did get another Corduroy, so that was cool. Not to mention getting to hear Breath. No State of Love and Trust either night tho... disappointing. I did see Sleater-Kinney this time, however, and I liked them. They played hard and their voices were really interesting. Nice to have fun with the opening band. Oh, and we heard Eddie at the pre-set singing Driftin' by himself. I REALLY like that song and wish we would have seen him, but hearing it was pretty cool too.
Didn't go to Nashville and Atlanta. Should have. They FINALLY played Bush Leaguer in Nashville for the first time since those 24 people walked out in Denver, Know Your Rights made another appearance, and Steve Earle sang Fortunate Son in the encore. Other than that, tho, I don't suppose I was THAT thrilled with Nashville. I really really would have liked to have gone to Atlanta tho. Baba O'Riley AND Yellow Ledbetter in the second encore. Plus Crazy Mary with Boom's amazing keyboard solo. The rare You've Got to Hide Your Love Away, State of Love and Trust, Glorified G, Porch, 5 new songs, AND Crown of freaking Thorns. I can't believe I didn't go to that show... Live and learn... I guess... but I'm not too sure what I was supposed to learn...
Enough about Pearl Jam I suppose... CIF played a really good show at the Visulite here in Charlotte the Saturday before. Dustin's voice was back on track, which was GREAT. I know Mike, Mason, and Brian are all really really great musicians, but, really, I have the most fun when Dustin's voice is %100 and he really makes the show his. He can do the rhythmic singing thing very well. But anyway, all-in-all, the band was tight, and I thought the show went really well. A kick-ass Soky was the encore and the energetic crowd got them out for a second encore and a rockin' rendition of Baba O'Riley. (So take THAT, Pearl Jam. Bitches.) I was pretty stoked about this show and was hoping to post a more in depth review thing that really would just make me feel good about writing even if noone ever read it. And I wanted to post it so everyone else could hear it. Unfortunately, the CD was over in the middle of Soky Fair. Sucked, but I figured the Baba encore was a cool thing to have saved just for the crowd. Sucked even more to find out that the recording of the whole show got screwed, so we ended up with nothing. Hope that everyone who went enjoyed it. If you didn't go... Shame on you. It was well worth the ten bucks.
CityFest is this weekend... Live was supposed to play on Saturday. I'm a big Live fan. If you ever looked at my cd database, you know this. I was excitied. Bought my tickets way in advance. Foo Fighters'll be there on Saturday too. Sounds awesome. Then I hear that Collective Soul (?!?!?) is going to show up on Friday. I thought they were heading out due to some lineup changes... guess I was wrong. So, I was super-psyched, cuz I like Collective Soul too. They're a GREAT radio band and I like most of the CD's as well as the singles. But then I found out that Collective Soul was REPLACING Live instead of supporting them. Last time I saw them, I had to sit through Counting Crows as the main act. Then, they skipped this area all together for the V tour, and now they cancel the show?? NOT happy with Ed and the boys right now. I don't think I have anything else to whine about or criticize right now. If something comes to me, it'll probably be here. I'll do my best to get another good CIF show uploaded by the end of next week.
Today was Shakespeare's birthday, btw. RIP
And my dad's birthday too. RIP
life and transience and whatnot...
Thursday, April 3, 2003
Tuesday, March 18, 2003
journals
There are three types of music. Music for the Money, Music for the Music, and Music for the Emotion.
Most of the crap on the radio today falls squarely into the first category. Producers and executives find a band that has some musical talent and maybe some ideas of their own. The band is then pressed into servitude with the allure of money, fame, cars, drugs, girls... whatever. All at the low low price of their integrity. No integrity? No problem. Hell, that's even better, because the labels can then avoid the cost of brainwashing. Backstreet Boys? No integrity. Talent? Sure. I'd love to be able to sing like that. Would I sell out? Probably. There's a market for the music, and someone's going to fill the niche, so it might as well be me. Our Lady Peace. Talent? Sure. Integrity? well, I feel like they used to have it. But this new stuff is just garbage. There's a rock formula out there, and OLP was duped into following it. For the money and the fame. Just ask Nickelback. Or Creed. Or any other number of neuvo-alternative acts running around the country these days. They all know the formula, and they all stick to it. The music doesn't mean anything anymore because, while they may have great ideas and the songs may be bursting with emotion, the emotion is being expressed using someone else's formula. This isn't inherently a bad thing. Not everyone has the talent to express themselves uniquely, and having an outlet pioneered by others is something we should all be thankful for. But I don't think that expressing one's self through that same outlet is worthy of the adoration and wallets of millions of fans. These bands are short-lived. They will always be short-lived because they are contrived to fit a niche in the market. A niche that won't always be the same, and a niche that demands fresh blood with each successive generation. Ride the wave while you can, but expect to crash.
Currently, I feel like Cast Iron Filter fits into the second group. All the guys are very talented musically, and the music is highly original, but sometimes I'm not sure what drives them to play. Stories about made-up truck drivers, fake shoot-outs, and imaginary street races are all very well and good, but I've had a hard time figuring out what drives these kinds of songs. But now I think it's the music. The simple drive to make the best most original music they can. And it's working. I've heard the songs a zillion times, but I can still get fired up for the heartfelt closing verse of Soky Fair (yes, even tho it's a cover), the When You Don't solos are always insane, and Running Free always makes me feel like that's exactly what I should be doing. Overall, however, it seems like Cast Iron Filter is focused on making good music rather than evoking emotion. This shouldn't be taken as a slight by any means. I think it's very admirable, and maybe reaching this conclusion will help me take the next step towards understanding their growth as a band. While this path is certainly one worth taking, I think it's much more difficult to gather fans and supporters. It's sometimes difficult to identify good music. You have to care about it enough to actually LISTEN to what's going on instead of just trying to feel it. Good music should evoke emotion, but music whose primary goal is to be good music requires the listener to put forth some effort before the emotion will come through. Nothing lasts longer than good music. People's emotions fade and immaturity gives way thoughtfulness, but music is mathematical, and solid musical composition can be as everlasting as any theorem or postulate.
Now, Nirvana made music for the sake of emotion. Kurt NEEDED this outlet for his feelings and emotions to slow his downward spiral. Early Nirvana is not necessarily a musically adept band. But they were extremely emotionally charged. Every song meant something. Even if it was just a cheap stab at the recording industry (Radio Friendly Unit Shifter) or attempting to show men the evils of rape (Polly), each and every song had personal meaning and the point of these songs was to get the emotion across to the listener. Everyone knows what unrequieted love feels like, ("Hurts me so much, it makes me sick.") and Aneurysm can make you feel that pain. This stuff is accessible because everyone has emotion, and you're going to like music that you can relate to. The problem with these kinds of bands is that they can lack longevity. Unless they can change and adapt. Eventually your fans will grow tired of feeling those same emotions, and you'll be left behind. For some bands, it's fine to make a mark, then fade away to reunion concerts and benefits in the park. This wasn't what Kurt wanted tho. He wanted to change the system and change the country. Falling into relative obscurity was not an option.
ugh... I've hit a block and don't know what I'm talking about anymore. I'll probably edit this later, cuz I'm sure some of this is just dumb and doesn't make any sense. I need a THESIS STATEMENT. Stupid high school english. Hope I didn't waste too much of anyone's time. La, la. -jim