And the award for laziest CD-single-sticker copywriter goes to . . .
. . . Mark "Hydrahead" Thompson. Let's give Mark a round of applause, and welcome him to the blog game. (Pelican jumping on an Opeth tour? How can anyone be mad at that?)
Actually, Mark's holding a real Emmy, which belongs to his girlfriend. But let's pretend it's one of those cute little paperweights they were passing around at the saddest night out in the USA, a/k/a the Boston Music Awards. If you've ever watched someone try to stretch one night of semi-fame into a lifetime career, you know what the room was like. We hope host Jimmy Tingle was drunker than we were, because -- as anyone with post-traumatic stress syndrome will tell you -- the memory of a bombing like that can be worse than the actual carnage. Most famous people in the building: the guys in Aerosmith who are not Steven Tyler. Best explanation suggested for why they were there: dem boys still owe the Lansdowne Street guys from when Mama Kin went belly-up?
Admittedly, we left before Click 5, who went to Berklee for five minutes, were awarded Best New Local Act, and also before Dropkick Murphys won for Outstanding Pop/Rock Act (ain't that the truth), and some ass named Ray LaMontagne (jokes: we love that record, but HE'S FROM MAINE) won Album and Song of the Year. And probably some other stuff. We lost page two of the results. Can we go on record right now as saying that we don't want to live in a town where the best hopes for the future are Dear Leader (Local Album of the Year) and the Perceptionists (Independent Album of the Year)? Look, there's nothing wrong with either group: we like Lif and Aaron Perrino as much as the next indie yuppie progressive college-rock or hip-hop fan. But please: can't we just skip the disappointing career arcs and banish these guys straightaway to the Hall of Fame?
Speaking of which, we also left before the Neighborhoods were inducted into said Hall. But we did so only because we just saw Minehan play with Paul Westerberg the other night, and because we know that there's another, way much better, Neighborhoods reunion show coming up. For those of you who haven't seen this week's paper yet:
Scissorfight + The Neighborhoods + Clouds + Dana Colley
November 18 at the Middle East 18+ $15 8pm doors
More soon on the return of the allmighty Scissorfight, including new song, details of the long-awaited Jaggernaut, and plans for world domination.