radio: equally lame everywhere
Cool map that shows you what’s playing on radio stations around the country. Via WFMU’s blog. If someone could just do this with thoughts, we’d be living in Wim Wenders Wings of Desire.
Cool map that shows you what’s playing on radio stations around the country. Via WFMU’s blog. If someone could just do this with thoughts, we’d be living in Wim Wenders Wings of Desire.
Pat's District provides automatically compiling listings for clubs in Arlington, Va.; Alexandria, Va.; and Washington, D.C., among others. Wonderful. RSS?
Check out Radio Scratch, a podcast of Lee "Scratch" Perry's tunes. Great stuff. (Again cribbed from Some Velvet Blog.)
Studio Tricks. This one's fun. Okay, let's start with the guitar solo from "I'm Only Sleeping." It's obviously been reversed, but that's not the whole story. George actually played the actual solo backwards, and then they flipped the tape for the master, making it a forward sounding lead break, but with just enough backwards sound to fit perfectly in one of John's droniest songs.
Wonderful post listing great Beatles moments. The best part is that I can think of so many more. What a band.
The lyrics to the classic "Ca Plane Pour Moi," translated into English.
Sitting at home with the window open, listening to the tree branches brush against each other outside and the occasional horn-honks of Flatbush Ave, bark of dog and squeal of child... this uncomposed ambience is my creativity engine lately.
From a comment on Click opera - Ubiquity is the abyss.
Bill Anderson created a bowling alley in the basement when their daughter was growing up. Eventually, his daughter developed enough skill to amass several trophies in the sport which will be on display.
Rick [Smith] came up with a rhythm and I started singing over it. The vocals were done in one take. When I lost my place, I'd repeat the same line; that's why it goes, "lager, lager, lager, lager".
Guardian Unlimited: We asked 12 artists how they created one of their classic tracks.
The Huffington Post's Contagious Media Festival launched today, and my early favorite is Awwwwstrich. It's only thirty seconds and well worth your time. In fact, I would wager that if you watch it twenty times it's a good use of ten minutes.
A film review in Weekend on Friday about "Le Pont des Arts" misspelled a word in the title of a Monteverdi madrigal that a character sings on a recording. It is "Lamento della ninfa," not "ninja."
UbuWeb Ethnopoetics: Ketjak -- The Ramayana Monkey Dance
Performed by more than 200 men seated in tight concentric circles around a small central space reserved for the chief protagonists, the ketjak (loosely called "Monkey Chant") was first recorded in Bali by David Lewiston and released by Nonesuch Records in 1969. As a spectacular and alternative performance mode, it has had a germinal influence on western performance and poetics since then.
"It was important for me to be an 'at-home' mom," she explains. "I kept the kids close by; they came with me to record and I home-schooled them up until recently. I was very close to my parents; I always wanted to have my children close to me. It's difficult now that they're going to be with a nanny on this tour."
When we saw the blossoming of the Internet, we thought, what if we could use this as a device for opening up the archives? People who don't usually have a voice can have a voice in a democratic, central way.
In June the Smithsonian Folkways label will launch Smithsonian Global Sound, reports The Washington Post, where it will sell songs from its huge collection of folk and international music for a dollar a pop. (Seems to be operational already.)
"Lest We Forget" was originally compiled and released by Aaron Elliot of the acclaimed fanzine Cometbus (and drummer for Crimpshrine and Pinhead Gunpowder) in 1991 to document the Berkeley punk scene of the 80's. I don't want to be accused of wild exaggeration by saying the music here is exactly essential (although there's some great stuff here) but it is absolutely essential to appreciate the why, who, and how of what was being created at the time. Their output has had a significant impact on today's music. You can connect the influential dots from this tape to Maximum Rock'n'Roll to Operation Ivy to Green Day to whatever indie/punk act you're listening to right now.
. . . [T]hough Thompson has been cagey about a new Pixies CD the past few months, on the phone from Chicago he is unequivocal: "We are talking three college funds! There is going to be another Pixies album. I'm going to have to find the songs somewhere. I guess I'll have to write them."
This article nearly made me feel guilty about seeing this moneygrubber and his associates. But I'll sure as hell be there Tuesday.
At a truck stop outside of Boise, Lenny (our soundman) incorrectly identified a poisonous mushroom as the mildly psychedelic Liberty Cap. The entire road crew and half of The Whitespots (our opening band) are in the hospital tonight having their stomachs pumped. The only person left to run our sound was Les, and he kept turning us down (or even off) so he could talk to the waitresses.
63 Days on the Road: A Band's Own Story by Camper Van Beethoven's David Lowery.
Segal is a fine writer with a distinct voice, but his coverage of the music beat was prickly at best, snarky at worst. Rather than inviting readers into the music world, he kept his distance and covered it from afar.
Asked to suggest a good example of his work, Segal sent a first-person story about his live appearance on stage playing guitar with his favorite group, Guided by Voices, in Philadelphia. It was about Segal, not the music.
The Washingtonian's Harry Jaffe on the Washington Post's Big Apple envy and its crummy-ass music coverage. Pop music critic David Segal leaves the beat soon for New York and I can only hope the Post hires someone who takes music more seriously, a la the excellent writers and critics at the New York Times. Segal covers pop music as if it were little more than a fashionable freak show -- which it may be at times, but it deserves far better than his snide, above-it-all jibing. Good riddance, moron.
The iPod "knows somehow when I am reaching the end of my reserves, when my motivation is flagging," Mr. Greist insisted. "It hits me up with 'In Da Club,' and then all of a sudden I am in da club."
You're not alone if you believe your iPod has its own musical taste and inflicts it upon you, as if by an occult hand, through the Shuffle function. I'm convinced mine is fond of Modest Mouse, the Magnetic Fields, the Rolling Stones and Prefuse 73.
UPDATE: I just noticed this quote:
This logical explanation doesn't always jibe with users' experiences. Dan Cedarholm, a Web designer in Salem, Mass., insists that his iPod has a predilection for the indie punk band Fugazi. Even though he only has two of the band's albums stored on his "vintage" 5-gigabyte device, the band seems to dominate his iPod to a degree wildly disproportionate to the amount of space it occupies on his player's memory, he said.
Compare with this.
Steve Lacy, who hipped John Coltrane to the soprano sax and fused the music of Thelonious Monk with Dixieland, passed away Friday. He recently cut an album with trumpeter Dave Douglas that I'd like to pick up. I just learned about him a few weeks ago and I'm shocked to learn that he's already gone.
None of the images that the critics invoked to describe his playing -- volcano, thunderstorm, perpetual-motion machine -- quite did justice to the strength of his attack, the complexity of his ideas or the originality of his approach.
R.I.P. Elvin Jones, the great drummer known for his kinetic work with John Coltrane. He died yesterday, 76 years old.
Fans of Ween's "Where'd the Cheese Go?" should know that the band has released Live By Request, an album that includes a six-minute version of "WTCG?"
Singer-songerwriter Nellie McKay, who is 19, was on NPR's Morning Edition today. Original.
I've learned recently that some folks in the hip-hop community respect what I'm doing, and it's such a thrill. [One hip-hop guy's compliment] is like five pop guys telling you that your music's doing it for them. I like being myself and kinda sticking to that. Maybe that's kind of the part to be respected. I think also I'm a 'beat' guy. I'm a rhythm guy.
John Mayer plays electric guitar.
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Musicians from a few different punk-related genres are exploring therapy rock: the up-and-coming "emo" genre, which features hyperdramatic, almost mawkish rock delving deeply into personal upheaval; rap-metal, an aggressive hybrid that has lately turned more introspective; and pop-punk, a slick version of punk that's deceptively up-tempo and not generally noted for its profundity. But it is bands in the last category — like the hugely popular Good Charlotte, Sum 41 and Blink-182 — whose songs most often amount to vivid case studies in adolescent mental health issues. The group A Simple Plan, who are also receiving heavy play on MTV, might have expressed pop-punk's attitude most directly: "I'm just a kid/ And life is a nightmare."
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No. I was still freelancing for Rolling Stone, but I started getting things rejected in like the summer of 1970 when Wenner was going through one of his freakouts. Before that I was so stupid that I thought you should be loyal to Rolling Stone, and only freelance for them. And they were paying like $12 a review! So then I started getting reviews rejected, and I started sending each one to a different magazine. I sent them to Fusion or Creem or whatever, and things with Creem started going really good. I got this letter from Dave Marsh at Creem that said, "Yeah, kid, I've been looking at your stuff for a while. It looks really good" and something to the effect that "you take way too much acid and don't drink half enough whiskey." And I was like, "Alright, man!" And so then the assigned me to review Funhouse by the Stooges and I wrote this endless article that ran in two parts as a record review, and they printed it. And I said, "Alright, I guess this is where I'd better go. This is where I belong."
Here are some free and legal mp3 downloads of songs that John Peel has featured on his Radio 1 show recently. All these tracks have been made made available by the bands or record labels themselves, they don't involve Kazaa or anonymous postings toalt.binaries.sounds or anything like that. The idea is that if you like the track, you'll buy some of their records, which seems pretty sound to me.(Via Alaina)
Mr. Naing said that like jazz musicians, Burmese players "look at one another and listen to the tune and play accordingly."
"And even though they might play the same piece of music, the next time they play it differently," he said.
But does it sound anything like jazz?
"No," Mr. Naing said with a laugh, "it's totally different."
A Burmese orchestra will play in New York tomorrow and Saturday for the first time in almost 30 years. (login: rwalks, pwd: walks) I first heard some of this incredible music in a Burmese restaurant in Northern Virginia and bought this fine disc not long after. It's a good place to start.
What I'm trying to do and I think the people that I work with are trying to do is do the same exact thing that Ellington did in a way, but with our own set of systems of information. We're living in a different time. I think that if Duke Ellington was born now, where he was, let's say, from my generation, the music that he would be writing would be radically different. Charlie Parker would not be playing bebop now. He'd be doing a different kind of music because he would have come out of a different time period and a different social situation and all those other things that effect what you play. In a longwinded way, Fred, it's pretty difficult to describe exactly what I'm trying to do because I'm not sure. I don't think that it's just one thing. I think that it's a diversity of things.
Reedman Ken Vandermark's Free Music Ensemble played last night at the Black Cat in Washington, D.C., with the stamina of marathon runners and enough ferocity for five punk shows. His website features a few cuts.
[...] Chalk it up to early mid-life crisis if you like, but whenever I played piano as a kid I imagined myself actually *in* one of the bands I was pretending to play along with. Although playing alone gave me pleasure, it was at least in part the pleasure of anticipating the day when I'd do this for other people. Chalk it up to the principle of social currency, but it's the connections that matter. Playing a particularly intense organ section last night, I felt the reality of what I've been talking about all these years: the music itself is just a medium for interaction. It's an excuse for a kind of intimacy between the members of the band, and between the band and the audience.
In a sense, it doesn't matter what the music sounds like or what the lyrics say. These are just the agreements we make in order to enter the state of consciousness and connection, together. (That's why we want our rock or hiphop stars to have some sort of integrity or hipness - so we feel safe letting go. We don't want to find out they're sold out or molesting babies.) For some, I'm sure the music we were playing was, no doubt, too dark or loud or perhaps even too gentle for them to take the leap into sharing that space with us. Not every invitation is right for everyone. [...]
David Byrne, interviewed on NPR's Morning Edition.
From vonnegut.com:
Mr. Vonnegut has participated in a project in which one hundred established graphic and fine artists were approached to create the definitive album cover of their favorite recording artist. Mr. Vonnegut chose to create an album cover for Phish, entitled "Hook, Line and Sinker." . . . For a limited time, Mr. Vonnegut is offering a small number of prints of the art he created for this project.
Somehow, that's a match I didn't picture.
"Welcome to GONGCAST, an ongoing broadcast of all forms of gamelan, Indonesian music, and related sounds from around the world."More about gamelan: "Gamelan music, or gamelan, is part of a culture where there is no such thing as art for art, activity set apart from the others. Here, sculpture, music, painting are like a kind of talent of everyone and an embellishment that impregnates with each activity. Music is inseparable from the social organization, from the religion and from the other arts. It is especially close to dance and other performing arts. There is no separation between amateur and professional, classical and new, ritual and entertaining."
We'll be driving along, and all of a sudden, I'll say: ''Did you hear that? That was a funny lyric.'' And he'll say: ''No, I didn't hear that. I was listening to the groove.''
The New York Times Magazine: Doing It Her Way, questions for Edie Brickell.
Zebrahead—all original members intact—are about to release their third album, MFZB (it stands for Motherfucking Zebrahead, they tell us), and it’s their best one yet, which is just unfucking believable, but no less unfucking believable than the fact they’re still on a major label. This band is invincible! I think they’re stalking you!Piss and Vinegar by Alison M. Rosen.
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I actually had people developing hardware to work with the Lisa. We knew that the Z8000 chip was coming out which was a 16-bit chip from Zylog. We wanted to be ahead of everybody. I had this guy who made a 16-bit compiler inside of the Apple II which is 8-bit. We got the configuration from Zylog ahead of time. So then it got released, but it got released to the Navy and they didn't have any chips to spare us. We were actually able to complete the job by getting some chips that were rejects. They worked enough for us to finish for development.
Dada represented everything horrible about mainstream music, predicting the laughable self-importance of helium-light R.E.M. ripoffs like Counting Crows, but it turns out there's a song on this record worth about as much as a fish taco: "Dim".
It's stupid, predictable college rock, the sort of easily hummed, whiny four-chord crap you can wake up hung-over and still have stuck in your head, but like those Dave Matthews hits you download because they remind you of high school, you just don't talk about it. If you don't know anyone at the store personally, wedge a dollar copy of Puzzle between the Matador promos your local music director sold back and enjoy this laughably catchy, Friends-esque pop song.
Whoever wrote Pitchfork's Castoffs and Cutouts: the top 50 most common used CDs (an unscientific study) has excellent taste in questionable music.
I hardly ever get asked about music. I do, however, get asked about the 'Addicted to Love' video and my suits on a daily basis.
Having a family is so much work. It would be a shame if it weren't important. I've been a father for 12 years now. This isn't some kind of new thing. It's important [...] Also, if I don't speak about my family and I don't speak about the office, then what the fuck do I speak about? That's all there is. A vast amount of my time is spent in those two worlds. I don't have a separate creative life from my family life. This is just my life. It's all part of the same thing. And somehow all of this seems to work for me.
from an interview in Punk Planet #57
Labor Day 2003 finds unemployment hovering near a nine-year high and people thankful to have work nevertheless feeling anxious because of the jobless recovery.
I was going to start here in making a long post-Labor Day post with stats and links illustrating how we're getting the shaft. But I soon discovered that drublood beat me to it. Instead I've rounded up links for Joe Hill and Phil Ochs.
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A synopsis of Space Is the Place, a feature-length Sun Ra film from 1974 scheduled for re-release in October:
After having traveled through space in a yellow spaceship propelled by music, Sun Ra finds a planet he believes could serve as a new home for the black race. Returning to earth he lands in Oakland, California, circa 1972 and has to fight The Overseer, played by Ray Johnson (from 1971's Dirty Harry), a supernatural villain who pimps out the black race. Sun Ra offers those who would follow him into space an "alter-destiny," but the Overseer, the FBI, and NASA--who are after Ra's Black Space Program--ultimately force him to return to space before the destruction of Earth.
An orchestra made up of young Israeli and Arab musicians has played its first concert in an Arab country. The West-Eastern-Divan Orchestra played a programme of Mozart and Beethoven pieces in the Moroccan capital, Rabat. The concert was conducted by the orchestra's co-founder, the Israeli conductor and pianist Daniel Barenboim.The 'peace orchestra', under the leadership of Daniel Barenboim and Edward Said, has played its first concert in Morocco. You should be able to listen to their performance at the London proms at the BBC Radio 3 website here until 29 August.
In a world of constant upheaval and continuous transformation, sometimes we look to music as a way of escaping the problems of the world. Fela did the opposite: his music was about immersion in the ebb and flow of the conflicts that described and circumscribed the nation state he inhabited. His home was Nigeria, a place of so many contradictions and fictions that it might as well exist as a story, a fable spun from the fevered imagination of a very strange storyteller. The name "Nigeria" itself is an inheritance from a colonial past bequeathed to the confused and angry people who found themselves confined and defined within its borders after the colonial powers decided what would be the best route to economic balance between Europe and Africa. As a country, Nigeria and most of the Sub-Saharan continent were created on maps drawn on a palindrome of political and economic expedience - all of which did not involve those who were most relevant to the process: the people who actually lived there.Manifesto for "A Different Utopia: Project for a New Kalakuta Republic 2003".
originally posted by xowie
originally posted by xowie
originally posted by xowie
I got an invitation to go to Apple's office for a presentation/meeting today (June 5, 2003) about how to get independent artists into the iTunes Music Store. There were about 150 people there, representatives from the best independent record labels and music services, in this invitation-only conference room. Steve Jobs came out and started a two and a half hour presentation/seminar/Q&A about iTunes and the benefits of independent labels making their music available there. I type fast and had my laptop, so I wrote down all the major points of their presentation as they went.Just in case you, like me, are rabidly curious.
"The US is like a baby with a bomb," he barks, his eyes blazing with the famous stare. "The reaction to France that the administration allowed to happen is so immature. These people have their own opinion - they're French! They're not fuckin' Americans, they're French! Vive la difference, hello? And this big deal about Bush landing on an aircraft carrier? Talk about a six-year-old kid with a Tonka toy - we got it here."Neil Young talks to the Guardian.
Steve, don't take it entirely personally. Your arse, up which I gleefully would shove every bit of your music service, was a trope.Steve, your arse was a synecdoche.
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in a vain attempt to stop P2P users swapping songs from Madonna's 'American Life' album, the lady herself released a series of 'dummy' files onto KaZaA. these are full length files but only the first few seconds contain sound, a recording of Madonna saying 'What the fuck do you think you're doing?'. presumably this was supposed to inspire guilt and repentant hearts in the sinful 'thieves'... but instead it seems to have been counterproductive... such a perfect sample is just crying out to be remixed!the madonna remix project.
originally posted by xowie
originally posted by xowie
originally posted by xowie
With a heavy heart I must let you know that Babatunde Olatunji passed away Sunday in his room at Esalen with his family by his side. Let us sing and drum for him in his journey to the next world. With our thoughts and prayers he will find a safe passage, and he will come to a place of peace and joy...We love you, Baba! Thank you for the joy and happiness that you have brought to the world through your music, your words and your actions. And so be it.Bay View, NYT.
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4) "You can just call them 'Trail of Dead,'" says our friend, disdainfully, when we, (apparently lamely), say "?And You Will Know Us By the Trail of Dead," one too many times. Is it our fault they gave themselves such an unwieldy name?Greetings from SXSW by Alison M. Rosen. (more)
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I live in the center of town. It's like urban-suburban, because it's right there but it's houses and lawns and parks and you can ride your bike and there's a dog, and maybe there's a homeless person walking down the street, too, but it's a nice town. People like to live there, people seem to be happy. It's liberal, and there's recycling and yoga and things like that.Stephen Malkmus talks with Pitchforkmedia.com. Maybe that line from "Shady Lane," "Stress surrounds/in the muddy peaceful center of this town," was inspired by his digs? Or maybe you don't care.
Lies, sanctions, and cruise missiles have never created a free and just society. Only everyday people can do that. Which is why I'm joining the millions world wide who stood up to oppose the Bush administration's attempt to expand the U.S. empire at the expense of human rights at home and abroad. In this spirit I'm releasing this song for anyone who is willing to listen. I hope it not only makes us think, but also inspires us to act and raise our voices.Zack de la Rocha and DJ Shadow, "March of Death"
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Squarepusher's "Port Rhombus," originally a jazzy cut-up drumbeat answered by edgeless chords and crackles of static, traded electronics for eerie wind and string combinations. David Horne's transcription of Aphex Twin's "afx237 v.7," originally a sputtering, splintered dance track, played down the beat to transform it into something like manic, skewed Stravinsky.New York Times: Where Avant-Garde Masters Meet the Stars of Electronica.
"I understand that there are many in the US who do not support the idea of their government initiating war in Iraq at this time, and I offer my greatest respect to them."
Rolling Stone: Phish Resurface
We had these jam sessions,Anastasio says one night after practice,where we drank hot chocolate with mushrooms and just played, trying to get in tune with each other, for eight hours.One of those jams, he points out, is on a record: "Union Federal," a bonus track on the CD reissue of Phish's 1989 independent cassette release, Junta.We used to rehearse like demons,Anastasio, 38, says excitedly, a big smile busting through his ginger forest of beard.A lot of it was mind games, challenging each other. We'd change roles: