Thurs., July 3 - Joe Ely/Sideshow Tramps @ Heritage Place (500 Collins in Conroe)
Thurs., July 3 - Jill Scott @ Verizon Wireless Theater
Thurs., July 3 - Beetle @ The Continental Club
Fri., July 4 - This Moment In Black History/Black Congress/Camp X-Ray/The Monocles/Thieves Like Us @ Walter's on Washington
Fri., July 4 - Geto Boys @ Warehouse Live
Fri., July 4 - Dethklok/Chimaira/Soilent Green @ The Meridian
Fri., July 4 - Americana 4th of July Celebration, featuring Mike and The Moonpies, Jonathan Terrell, Stephen Reynolds Band, Whiskey River Revival, Dead End Cowboys, Texas Contraband, The Trian Woodburns, John Garza Jr., Wolf Explosion, Leo Rondeau, & more @ Fitzgerald's
Sat., July 5 - Future Blondes/Opulent/Damon Allen/Mike Snow/DJ Anomolous @ The Engine Room
Sat., July 5 - The Black Dahlia Murder/Kataklysm/Vader/Cryptopsy @ The Meridian
Sat., July 5 - Mooney Monday/Brown vs. Board/Another Run/The Science of Sleep @ Fitzgerald's
Sat., July 5 - Moses Guest @ The Continental Club
Sat., July 5 - Charlie Wilson & the Gap Band @ Arena Theatre
Sat., July 5 - Out of Reach/Somewhat Damaged/Evedies @ Fitzdown
Sat., July 5 - Willie Nelson's Family Picnic, featuring Merle Haggard, Ray Price, Los Lonely Boys, Asleep at the Wheel, David Allan Coe, Ray Wylie Hubbard, Billy Joe Shaver, & Johnny Bush @ Sam Houston Race Park
Sun., July 6 - This Year's Tiger/The Anchor/Hobo Mouth @ Walter's on Washington
Sat., July 26 - Resilience/The Hates/Snot Nosed Terrors/Gutter Rats/Riot Up Front @ Numbers
Sat., July 26 - Amplified Heat/Shandon Sahm @ Rudyard's
Sat., July 26 - Miss Leslie & Her Juke-Jointers (in-store) @ Cactus Music (3:30PM)
Sat., July 26 - Zoso/Brian's Johnson/Marzi @ The Meridian
Sat., July 26 - Otenki @ Fitzgerald's
Sat., July 26 - Two Capitols/The Ride Home/The Goods/The Wonderful Avenue @ Notsuoh
Sat., July 26 - Nothingmore @ Warehouse Live
Sat., July 26 - Moses Guest @ The Continental Club
Sat., July 26 - Cory Morrow @ McGonigel's Mucky Duck
Sat., July 26 - Stylistics @ Stafford Centre (Stafford)
Sun., July 27 - Houston Press Music Awards, featuring a ton of bands @ Various downtown venues
Sun., July 27 - Mostly Bears @ Rudyard's
Sun., July 27 - Gavin Degraw/Marie Digby @ Warehouse Live
Sun., July 27 - Rockstar Mayhem Fest, featuring Slipknot, Disturbed, Dragonforce, Mastodon, Machine Head, Airbourne, Five Finger Death Punch, Walls of Jericho, Underoath, Black Tide, Suicide Silence, 36 Crazyfists, & The Red Chord @ Sam Houston Race Park
Mon., July 28 - Dear and the Headlights/What Laura Says @ Warehouse Live
Tues., July 29 - The Coke Dares/No Talk (7" release) @ The Backroom (The Mink)
Tues., July 29 - UniverSoul Circus @ Butler Stadium
Wed., July 30 - 311/Snoop Dogg/Fiction Plane @ Sam Houston Race Park
Thurs., August 7 - Jon McLaughlin @ Warehouse Live
Fri., August 8 - Jimmy LaFave @ McGonigel's Mucky Duck
Fri., August 8 - Sonny Landreth @ The Continental Club
Fri., August 8 - Devil Driver @ The Meridian
Fri., August 8 - Bow Wow @ Verizon Wireless Theater
Fri., August 8 - Rickey Smiley @ Arena Theatre
Fri., August 8 - Hayes Carll @ Sam Houston Race Park
Sat., August 9 - Kid Rock/Lynyrd Skynyrd/Reverend Run @ Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion
Sat., August 9 - Asylum Street Spankers @ McGonigel's Mucky Duck
Sat., August 9 - Clint Black @ Sam Houston Race Park
Sat., August 9 - Johnny Rivers @ Stafford Centre (Stafford)
Tues., August 12 - The Hush Sound/The Morning Light/The Cab @ Warehouse Live
Thurs., August 14 - Sheryl Crow/James Blunt/Toots and The Maytals @ Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion
Thurs., August 14 - Melissa Etheridge @ Brown Theater
Fri., August 15 - CEX/Stove Blow/Best Fwends @ The Mink
Fri., August 15 - Dave Matthews Band/Eli Young Band @ Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion
Fri., August 15 - Max Stalling @ McGonigel's Mucky Duck
Fri., August 15 - Dierks Bentley @ Sam Houston Race Park
Sat., August 16 - Nine Inch Nails @ Toyota Center
Sat., August 16 - Band of Heathens @ McGonigel's Mucky Duck
Sun., August 17 - Ozeal/Studemont Project/Aiyh/Wolves at the Door @ Warehouse Live
Tues., August 19 - Extreme/King's X/Rowe @ The Meridian
Wed., August 20 - Steely Dan @ Verizon Wireless Theater
Thurs., August 21 - The Melvins/Big Business @ Warehouse Live
Fri., August 22 - Boy George @ Verizon Wireless Theater
Fri., August 22 - Randy Rogers Band @ Sam Houston Race Park
Sat., August 23 - Judas Priest/Heaven and Hell/Mötörhead/Testament @ Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion
Sat., August 23 - Red Alert/Oxblood/The Broadsiders/Lost City Souls/Coptic Times @ Numbers
Sat., August 23 - Underground Soul Summit, featuring Eric Roberson, Leela James, Anthony David, Sy Smith, Gordon Chambers, Conya Doss, Se7en, & Punkin from Pluto @ Arena Theatre
Sat., August 23 - Richard "Humpty" Vission @ The Meridian
Sat., August 23 - Honeybrowne @ Warehouse Live
Sat., August 23 - Billy Ray Cyrus @ Sam Houston Race Park
Sun., August 24 - Projekt Revolution, featuring Linkin Park, Chris Cornell, The Bravery, & Ashes Divide @ Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion
Sun., August 24 - American Idols Live @ Toyota Center
Sun., August 24 - Matt Pryor/Kevin Devine @ Warehouse Live
Thurs., August 28 - Wesley Hanna Band @ McGonigel's Mucky Duck
Fri., August 29 - The Octopus Project @ Warehouse Live
festival/sunflwr, the new twenty-three minute (plus!) CD from the Riff Tiffs, opens with eloquence and grace. Starting with an undercurrent of drums and slow-motion guitar textures, "Festival" creeps up as everything builds into crashing eruptions, only to calm the storm when Chris Rehm's enigmatic vocals enter the atmosphere, giving a glimmering feel to the equation. As Sean Hart's marching drum rings out through the cosmos, Althea Topek's bass holds the musical constellation together, making it a solid takeoff... (The Riff Tiffs are playing the Keene St. Warehouse Party on Saturday, July 5th, along with a ton of other awesome bands; see here for details.)
The quartet from Iceland is back with their fifth full-length album. In an attempt to shake up the norm, this time Sigur Rós decided to solicit the help of Flood, producer of albums for Nine Inch Nails, PJ Harvey, and Smashing Pumpkins. Obviously the boys desire something different, but c'mon, can you get any more different than what Iceland has to offer? The first two songs are drastically different from the music on the group's previous four albums. If it wasn't for Jón Birgisson's falsetto vocals, I might think that I'd put in the wrong CD...
Gallhammer is an all-girl black metal band from Tokyo patterned after Hellhammer and its psuedo-successor Celtic Frost. If that sentence alone does not make you at least check out their Myspace, then you have no backbone whatsoever. Ill Innocence is the girls' second full-length album, and lives up nicely to the legacy of their previous effort, Gloomy Lights. Let's talk vocals, shall we? This album is written in a completely made-up dialect (which I call "Gallhammerian") that sounds like Japanese, English, and Klingon all at the same time...
Paris, France's Jordan would be on Dischord Records if they were from D.C., but, being as it is, they're from France. It's always a surprise to get something this good that I did not order or know about to review. With their debut Back To The Gym, Kid!, Jordan kicks up some dust and with the right spark could easily be France's answer to At The Drive-In or Q And Not You...
Remember the days (quick caveat: I don't remember these days, but I think I'm right about this; at least Wikipedia tells me I am) when making music that sounded like how a venue looked was interesting? Those days in the mid-'70s when great musicians were all hanging out together at CBGB, influencing and encouraging each other to do something more original than the other? The Ramones, Television, Blondie, the Talking Heads; they were all there, creating music that mattered. And now we get this?...
I have been sitting on this review for many months, really unable to get my head around Flesh and Spirits, the third album from The Gena Rowlands band, an ever-shifting project centered on singer and main songwriter Bob Massey. Not because there is anything inaccessible, difficult, or indifferent about the band (there isn't), but really trying to come up with a way to properly describe what is expressed on this album...
OK, now. Close your eyes really tight and try to imagine Alice Cooper performing periodically with keyboards. That's a pretty fair description of most of the material contained within the first self-released Jet Black Kiss album, Star Rock Lights. A functional nom de plume for musical artist Robert Liam of Los Angeles...
At this point, the only way that music can move forward is by becoming something other than what we think of as "music." While this may seem contradictory on the surface, it's a concept which has likely been seen (and heard) since man started making noise for purposes other than the purely utilitarian...
It seems like everyone wants to be Muse these days. Well, there are worse bands you could emulate. Unlike Muse, however, Love & Sabotage by The Oswald Effect rarely worships at any other altar than that of the god of energetically empty political pretension. Four-fifths of the album is a fiery condemnation of the war in Iraq long after such sentiments could have any consequence at all...
The Soulshake Express's self-titled EP is apparently an amalgamation of several different eras of musical style. The sound ranges from very late '60s rock to rock with a modern edge -- but never one single decade at the same time; there are elements of each present in almost every track...
I've got to be honest, here -- much as I wanted to, I just didn't like Hollywood Black's debut, Two Thousand Years Of Progress, all that much. It had the right parts in most of the right places, sure, but taken as a whole it felt petulant and immature, with lyrics that got so self-righteous and "Christian" that they made the band seem childish for spouting 'em. The music itself was a decent, if not spectacular, brand of punkish indie-rock, but by the time the album finished, all I could do was shrug. Not so this time around... (Hollywood Black is playing their CD release show 6/28/08 at Walter's on Washington, with The Goods & Tambersauro.)
Lust, Lust, Lust walks you into a distorted world filled with love, sex, desire, and sin. Stripping away the more garage-rock sound of The Raveonettes' last album, Pretty in Black, Sune Rose Wagner anchors his sound with feedback as '50s guitar hooks circle through each song, sweeping you under the concrete slab of a wet deserted street in the middle of the night. There is nothing clean about this album. It's raw, murky, and beautiful. By the fourth song, "Dead Sound," you may start to feel safe with Sharin Foo's dreamy vocals, but heartbreak is just around the corner...
A band's physical album is often an exercise in the art of presentation. Even major label releases with all the money of Midas behind them are often bargain-basement CD cases and booklets little removed from the practical paper sleeve. Why waste money on pictures and lyrics, right? Emptiness can also be an artistic medium, however, and as such the cover of Your Black Star's third album, Beasts, tremendously excited me. Solid black, the album's only front decoration is a Rorschach image seemingly captured with primitive Xerox technology...
Some days, it can be damn difficult to pin down a band that doesn't fit in any kind of neat scenesterized box. What are you, if you're not nu-New Wave, screamo, post-punk, metalcore, or space-rock? Just guitars and drums and a voice -- what the hell's that, these days? That's where I am with Alkari. On their Kublai Khan EP, they present the picture of a rock band that's just that, with no prefixes or suffixes; just "rock." There are elements of plenty of different sub-genres scattered throughout, certainly, but those elements never define the band itself...
On their debut full-length, Call It Off, Speaker Speaker continue down the path they took on their We Won't March EP. They still like the stripped-down force of the guitar/bass/drums trio, but they expand their palette with harmonica, glockenspiel, and lots of harmonies. They include three great songs from their EP, but what's more important is that the new songs are as good or better. And the album has a lot of strong songs...
The first time through Let Me Live, the second album by Salt Lake City's Band of Annuals, I wasn't blown away. Nowhere close, in fact. It felt slow, a little dull, nearly sleepy at points. I just shrugged and turned off the CD, moving on to other things; more quiet No Depression alt-country, nothing new going on. The second time through, though, I was driving slowly home in the torrential Houston downpour, staring blearily at blurry taillights and with the rain hammering on the car's roof, and all of a sudden Let Me Live seemed less like a bore and more like a slowly-unfolding flower... (Band of Annuals is playing 5/29/08 at Boondocks, with Program.)
Synchronicity, when it happens, can be a truly beautiful thing. I've been stuck in House-Moving Hell for the past month or so, with all my crap boxed and bagged and sitting in one garage or another, and in the process of packing the ridiculous stacks of books in the back of the house, I stumbled across the much-loved copy of Conan of Cimmeria I bought used way back in college. So, here I am, reading Robert E. Howard's pile of half-finished Conan stories, pieced together and finished out by pulp-fantasy cohorts L. Sprague de Camp and Lin Carter... (The Sword is playing 5/29/08 at Rudyard's, with Torche & Stinking Lizaveta.)
There's a certain type of music that, even upon first listen, makes you miss someone; or, maybe more appropriately, makes you miss a feeling. It's hard to explain, really, but we all know this type of music -- songs that touch the nerve of emotion that gets you. Wild Sweet Orange's EP The Whale (out on Canvasback Music) does precisely that... (Wild Sweet Orange is playing 6/3/08 at The Meridian, with Augustana & Paddy Casey.)
Noise music is a genre rooted in experimentation. Songs that fly past conventional lengths, guitars played in strange tunings just to see what sounds they yield, volume levels turned up just to see how loud they can go -- you get the picture. But all of these ideas come within a frame. Typically, it seems that guitar-driven post-punk takes on this role, providing a template for bands with noise leanings to work in, from elders Sonic Youth to new kids on the block HEALTH...
Strong bass lines and solid chord structure musically define Poisonous Times, the third release from Olympia, Washington, act The Old Haunts. It's evident that this garage-rock band won't have to work late-late nights to keep on the lights, but lead vocalist Craig Extine's loud-twelve-year-old-boy brand of yearning and sadness and loss ultimately turns the work into an intrusive blur...
He's the full-on, unashamed, no-apologies Utimate Party Guy. He's a Renaissance Man who dabbles in visual art, fashion, photography, music, and whatever the hell else, to the point where he seems to never need sleep. He's a rock philosopher who's crafted his own all-encompassing doctrine of fun and joy, one that he applies to every aspect of life. He's a motivational speaker, a supremely talented multi-instrumentalist, a commentator for Fox News, a gourmand, a noise-rock/reggae producer...and -- most of all -- a totally enigmatic puzzle... (UPDATE: Andrew W.K.'s appearance at the Keene St. Warehouse on Saturday, July 5th, has been cancelled; the ton of other awesome bands will still be playing, we hear, so see here for details.)[more] || [Jeremy Hart] || [06/18/08]
Buckets of sweat, buckets of sweat. Or so it went one recent Friday night at Walter's when Hearts of Animals and the Young Mammals opened for the French Kicks in front of what looked to be an almost sold-out crowd (some got in for free, as is always the case there) full of twenty-somethings with a collective indie ennui -- which is strange, because Walter's usually brings in some of the most exuberant audiences I've ever seen. I'm not sure if it was the overwhelming heat or the overwhelming number of professional-looking cameras, but the people just weren't into the music... [more] || [Brandon Hernsberger] || [06/18/08]
Taking in a performance at The Orange Show is something everyone should experience. The bands that perform there are as eclectic as the venue itself. How many people can say "I caught Dengue Fever in the fish pond at The Orange Show," and not feel a little eclectic themselves? At The Orange Show, bands perform in a dry fish pond, while spectators watch from multiple levels of landings and some theater-style seating. The place is a maze of structures built with what looks like leftover building materials and pieces of farm equipment. Vibrant colors cover every inch of the handiwork... [more] || [Quinn Alexander] || [06/18/08]
In any other city, they would've been legends. No, I'm serious -- back in the day, in that late-'90s punk explosion that seemed to rock Houston, fast, loud, earnest-as-hell punk rockers the Latch Key Kids were one of the Bands Most Likely To Make It, right up there with folks like 30footFALL, The Jinkies, and Blueprint. They played with every punk or hardcore band that came through town, cranking out their propulsive, shout-along brand of punk rock, and watching from the outside, it felt like they were destined to break through... [more] || [Jeremy Hart] || [05/29/08]
There is probably something snide to be said about seeing Radiohead (amidst all those fake plastic trees, amiright?) at the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion in the Woodlands, but I don't know what it is, so I won't even try. I mean, out of the 21 U.S. cities on the In Rainbows tour, Radiohead chose ours, so I won't talk about the imitation Riverwalk (and what better to imitate than the Riverwalk?), or the British-style "pub" (now serving fish and chips!) next door to the venue... [more] || [Brandon Hernsberger] || [05/29/08]
For about half on hour in Saturday night, a small group of Houstonians went back in time via the psychedelic folk sounds of Citay. In sharp contrast to the Public Enemy tunes blasting downstairs, the second floor of Rudyard's hosted the noodling electric guitars, mellow acoustic plucking, and dreamy soundscapes of this San Francisco group. Citay started as a studio project, a fact which their live show reflects. The band played their songs straightforwardly and without much spontaneity, and I'd normally call fault right there... [more] || [Alex Li] || [05/29/08]
It's been a while since I've been to a real punk rock show. There was that Misfits 25th anniversary debacle a while back, and then I saw X with the Rollins Band, but by and large, it seemed as if my punk days were firmly behind me. Like most 31-year olds, I had kind of gravitated away from snotty three-chord diatribes somewhere in my mid-to-late 20s. I think the only "punk" bands I listen to on a regular basis these days are Black Flag, Bad Religion, and the Ramones. But back in the day, I was a pretty big fan of both NOFXandNo Use For A Name, so I figured what the hell -- I'll take a little stroll down Memory Lane... [more] || [Mel House] || [04/02/08]
Walter's on Washington is an interesting place -- it seems to be the only venue in Houston where the smaller the audience, the better the show. And it's not hard to figure out why. Artists at Walter's seem to feed off the intimacy that only a small audience can bring. Try going to the Meridian, for example, and see a band actually engage the people in the crowd with conversation outside the normal banter that musicians love so much. That's what makes Walter's the type of venue where bands know that, regardless of how small the crowd is, those in attendance will be rabid... [more] || [Brandon Hernsberger] || [04/02/08]
Almost every year since its inception, the Houston Rodeo has included at least one show that is more rock-oriented. That must-have ticket for this year was John Fogerty on March 12th at Reliant Stadium. As expected, Fogerty wasted no time dealing out cranked-up versions of songs from the huge catalog of hits that he has amassed over forty years of performing... [more] || [Bill Reed] || [03/26/08]
To say that Walter's on Washington is the best venue in Houston in which the possibility exists to interact with the performing artists would not only be an oversimplification; it would not be doing the place justice. Walter's is important to Houston because artists are almost literally forced to coexist with their (sometimes overbearingly obsessed -- good for you, Houston) fans. It was no different tonight, as dual (well, sort of "dual") headliners Yeasayer and MGMT took to the stage in front of a very good-sized MLK Day-eve Sunday night crowd... [more] || [Brandon Hernsberger] || [03/26/08]
Cheesy though they can be, I love top ten lists. Honest, I really do. The main reason is that it's just not humanly possible to listen to everything potentially cool that comes out in a year. I don't care who you are or how little of a life you have outside of your blog, one person simply cannot do it. While I run this e-zine/blog/etc. mess we call Space City Rock, I myself miss a ton of supremely cool shit, just by virtue of limited funds and limited time. And because I'm a full-blown music addict, that absolutely kills me. I have twitchy fits over the fact that no, I haven't yet heard the new Beirut album, or that damn, I never got a chance to listen to the burned copy of the new Interpol a kindly friend sent my way. I could give a crap about "breaking" a band -- I just want my fix, man... [more] || [a whole mess o' folks] || [03/04/08]
Okay, so what the hell am I supposed to make of these listenlisten folks, anyway? They're a cryptic bunch, playing live only sporadically, keeping a low profile in the Houston scene, capitalizing their name a ridiculous number of ways -- over the past few years, I've seen Listen Listen, listenlisten, LISTEN!LISTEN!, and ListenListen!, myself -- and then releasing a beautifully-done self-titled EP this past year that's a CD sleeve glued to a slice of honest-to-god wood with the band's name (and EP title) burned into it... (listenlisten plays at Rudyard's on Saturday, March 15th, along with Citay & Sunburned Hand of the Man.)[more] || [Jeremy Hart] || [02/28/08]
As the lights lifted from behind the stage, it was apparent right away that it was a different Foo Fighters show for Houston. The stage, backed by four screens, was packed with an eight-piece band. Guitarist (ex-Foo) Pat Smear, organist Rami Jaffee, percussionist Drew Hester, and Jessy Greene on strings joined the band for the opener. "Let It Die," off latest album Echoes, Silence, Patience & Grace, seemed like an odd way to start off, but as soon as the distortion kicked in, the growl was heard. It became the Dave Grohl Show... [more] || [Dwayne Cathey] || [02/01/08]
When a band like Metallica plays live backed by a symphony orchestra, it's understandably a matter of notable oddity. However, when classic rock group Kansas did exactly that last Saturday night at the Stafford Centre, it was a completely natural and perfect fit. Openly heralding a celebration of the 30th anniversary of their Point of Know Return progressive concept album, released in 1977, both the longtime original stalwarts and resurfacing line-up members of Kansas joined forces to revel in the time-tested AOR popularity of the unique sound that they've established and honed throughout the last four decades... [more] || [Bill Reed] || [1/22/08]
Acoustic folk band Buxton, from La Porte, TX, releases its second full-length album, A Family Light, on Saturday, January 19th at Houston's Walter's on Washington. Before they hit the stage, I got a chance to sneak a listen to the album and emailed some questions off to the band, who were kind enough to answer them. For its part, the new album is quite impressive, with well-thought-out lyrics, smooth, expansive sounds that seem to be coming in off the Great Plains, and even some rowdier songs where the Buxton guys show the energy they bring to their live shows... (Buxton plays their CD release show at Walter's on Washington (4215 Washington Ave, Houston, TX. 77007), with By The End of Tonight, Papermoons, & Ghost Mountain.)[more] || [Pedro] || [01/18/08]
It's really, really hard for me to believe that that voice comes from where it does. One of the absolute best things about Cleveland duo mr. Gnome, comprised of guitarist/vocalist Nicole Barrile and drummer Sam Meister, is Barille's singing; frankly, it's incredible. The vocals are one part Tori Amos, two parts Karen O, and one part Jana Hunter, all run through a blues-belter filter and exploding out of Barille's diminutive frame. There's an oddly country-sounding twang to Barille's voice part of the time, especially when she's quiet and mutter-y, but when the music expands to arena size, her voice expands to match... (mr. Gnome is playing 5/16/08 at Rudyard's, with Fired for Walking & Treehouse Project.)
It's said that hindsight is 20/20, and as many musicians age, it often seems to be the case. Musician Scott Lucas started off angry at the Chicago suburbs on 1995's Ham Fisted, slammed relationships and unwanted fans on 1997's As Good As Dead, then railed against the record industry on 2002's Here Comes The Zoo. The band showed more maturity on their last studio release, 2004's Whatever Happened to PJ Soles?, but while Lucas may have mellowed over the years, his anger hasn't abated much...
Drag the River sounds a lot like Son Volt. More precisely, imagine Jeff Tweedy breaking off to form Son Volt instead of Wilco -- that's what Drag the River sounds like, complete with poppier melodies and vaguer lyrics. The band centers on two guys who sing and write the songs; one of the guys, Chad Price, is a dead ringer for Jeff Tweedy, and the other guy, Jon Snodgrass, is more distinctive, gritty, and lonesome...
All of the press releases, record reviews, and magazine articles that come from Seattle all say the same thing about their hometown songstress Sera Cahoone: something like, "finally our city is finding its voice and stripping itself from our once-proud grunge aesthetic." Citing acts like Cahoone's ex-band Band of Horses (not actually from Seattle, but the devil's in the details, I suppose), Seattle-ites seem to fancy themselves progressive in the establishment of musical newness, and clearly think they have found something original in the folky Americana roots-rock these types of acts produce...
Though I can't quite put my finger on it, there's something about Sea Lion's packaging and artwork that perfectly fits the album's sound. Kudos to artist Amee Kathryn for accomplishing (let alone even attempting) this feat in an age where the MP3 is sadly making album art irrelevant. What is it, though, that makes the artwork adorning the Ruby Suns' second full-length record so appropriate? Is it that the vivid colors used on the album's case seem to mirror the colorful Pacific and African sounds that paint Sea Lion's forty-plus minutes?... (The Ruby Suns are playing 4/16/08 at The Mink, with Scout Niblett, Throw Me The Statue, Elaine Greer, & Sew What.)
Mark Kozelek's sound has become his language, the way he sets himself apart from emulation and the derivatives that seem so common these days. It typically takes three chords to recognize a song as being a Sun Kil Moon composition, and there is a comfort in that, something like warm marshmallows eaten under a pine tree in November or half-drunk conversations with friends on a Sunday. Something simple, something nostalgically longed-for -- this is the feeling of a Sun Kil Moon song. And no other band or musician I can think of can do it with as much consistency and ease as can Kozelek...
Over the last several years, there have been a growing number of instrumental bands whose musical vision is focused on gorgeous ambient melodies, hypnotic chords, and intense musical progressions. These bands create stories woven not with words, but with the union of instruments that mesh together to sing tales of desire, passion, and sadness. With so many established ambient rock bands already out in the world, novice bands really need to step things up to stay ahead of the curve...
Alright, so I knew San Francisco was weird as fuck to begin with, but apparently SF is the new insane party scene you always wished you were cool enough to be into but can really only shake your head in wonderment at. Based on the latest full-lengths from Bay Area electro-freaks Casy and Brian and All Teeth and Knuckles, all I can say is that these folks must throw some killer parties, the kind where too-smart, too-hip people all get together to take a metric ton of drugs apiece...
The cover of Consolers of the Lonely, the much-anticipated followup LP from the Raconteurs, is some black-and-white job with the group posed as some turn of the 20th century group of minstrels, or maybe as some saloon stand-ins. This is obvious foreshadowing of the banjos, fiddles, horns, and grind-organs you will find here. Personally, I think there's an embarrassing amount of horns on this record, but I think it's balanced out by the weirder prog-rock elements...
Initial response: um, what? I've caught snatches of Goldfrapp over the past several years, alternately lulled into a Brave New World coma by the '50s sci-fi lounge stylings and thrilled by the bumping, grinding robo-sex of "Strict Machine," and now...this? Pastoral, delicate, hazy-summer-day orchestral folkiness, with nary a robotic thump or warbly synth in sight. At first blush, Seventh Tree is slow, slow, slow to the point of near-somnolence...
Joshua Geissler, the lone member of Worrytrain, has created an electronic orchestral sound bereft of words that is powerful and raucous yet at the same time delicate and reserved. Geissler's third album, Destroy The Wall Street Sundial, denotes this beautifully -- with its roaring waves of crescendos and decrescendos, it embodies the movement of emotions...
Everyone knows hype can be a double-edged sword, especially for brand new artists; it gives snobby skeptics reason to dismiss a band without giving an adequate listen. The Epochs have generated a lot of hype with their self-titled debut, and now I know why: an electro-pop gem like this, that demonstrates surprising range with a unique point of view, is bound not to go unnoticed...
Eleven years ago, when I saw the Meat Puppets at the Astroarena opening for Stone Temple Pilots, they were pedigreed by Kurt Cobain via Nirvana's MTV Unplugged appearance, they had a gold record in Too High to Die, a hit song, and a new record that was supposed to solidify them as post-grunge cow-punk superstars. But they broke up, moved back to Phoenix, started a few different supergroup bands, got back together, broke up again, and even went to prison... [more] || [Tom Koenig] || [12/20/07]
They appeared, seemingly, out of nowhere: an instrumental metal juggernaut that almost instantly started conquering the hearts and minds of the H-town indie scene. The three guys in Rustler have only been Houston-dwellers for a relatively short time, having been washed ashore by the ravages of Katrina, but in that short while they've managed to turn some scenester heads and release an utterly badass EP, Phonetic Whips, which spits out some of the proggiest, nearly jazziest metal you're ever likely to hear... (Rustler plays at Walter's on Washington on Saturday, November 17th, along with Bowel & The Dead See.)[more] || [Jeremy Hart] || [11/17/07]
Leaving a stage littered with faux blood and body parts in his wake, Vincent Furnier, a.k.a. Alice Cooper, brought his classic form of heavy metal shock rock to an overflowing crowd of adoring fans on October 22nd at the Verizon Wireless Theater. It's been over forty years since the black-eyelinered Cooper revamped his mid-sixties psychedelic-based rock act into the standard musical fare of past FM hits that effectively put him of the map, recording-wise, with the much-fanfared release of his Love It To Death album in 1971. Over the years, he and his band have since amassed one of the most enviable chains of recognizable songs in the hard rock market... [more] || [Bill Reed] || [11/09/07]
I guess you can go home again. Literally, for me. My wife and I dropped off the kiddos at my parents' house and headed to Fitzgerald's for the long-awaited and anticipated Axiom 20th Anniversary Party. From the official blog, you could feel the excitement for this event, with many musicians and fans reuniting in Houston to remember our misspent youths and that venerable club, The Axiom, which gave a generation of Houston kids a place to explore art, music, and general weirdness... [more] || [Pedro] || [10/18/07]
Another sultry, wet Houston Wednesday, this time in the newly smoke-free Walter's on Washington, where I was pleasantly discombobulated by the clear view of the newly expanded stage. While I have always loved Walter's odd scene, touchy relationship with the locals (on any evening the cops could storm the place), and the strong pours, it needed a space for five to play without the threat of poking out eyes with pointy metal guitars and a Boeing 757 jet engine fan set in the wall above the drummer to clear the nicotine haze. Consistent with my "Chosen One" status and the work of the Houston City Council, both of my wishes came true... [more] || [Andrew Perkins] || [10/18/07]
Today is a confusing day for me. I swear I spent eight hours at work, but it felt like I was in the waiting room of my dentist's office. You know the ambience: old musty couches, lamps from the 1970s, and copies of Highlights intermingled issues of Cosmo that let you know of "50 ways to pleasure your Man"...
From the first listen of this CD, it was like meeting someone that you know you're gonna get along well with. Jon McKiel is another Canadian import and has recently released the CD The Nature of Things, a follow-up to his debut self-titled 2006 disc. Jon McKiel plays simple, honest, acoustical songs and is backed by a band that accents right, rocks when needed, and leaves proper space for Jon's earnest, raspy-tinged voice...
Inventing Stars, by pArAdOx OnE (also known as Phil Jackson), is one of those albums that you have playing while doing other things. Things like driving, household chores, and general life things that are typically empty without the sound of something musical in the background. It's a good album, but it's nothing really special...
Three piece Danish neo-Punk outfit Plök's first American release, You Tie a Rock to Your Leg Cuz it Fits You, sounds familiar. "Familiar" in that it sounds derivative. "Derivative" in that it sounds stolen. Stolen from something circa Warped Tour 2002. Don't get me wrong, there's a pleasure in derivation...
Sunny Day Sets Fire plays with a colorful sound palette derived from their respective places of origin: Sardinia, Hong Kong, Italy, Canada, and London. If only our little world was as harmonious as this quintet. Their Stranger Remix EP gives us the band's original "Stranger" times four, plus more...
About halfway through this album, I came to the conclusion that it must be a joke. I certainly hope this wasn't a serious musical venture. I advise The Dagger Brothers to return the Casios they used for