The word around the room was that SWAMP DOGG hadn’t played in these parts since the Lowell Folk Fest of 2010. Before that, no one could remember how long. Born Jerry Williams Jr. in Portsmouth, Virginia, Swamp Dogg recorded some R&B singles in the ’60s and broke through, as it were, with the 1970 LP Total Destruction to Your Mind.
This isn't real life.While
this rather tired adage can be used to describe many a pleasantry, it
can probably be best applied to music festivals: two to four days of eschewing
responsibility; hordes of bands you give a shit about; Class A to Z drugs
at every turn; probably the only situation other than holing up in your
bedroom for a weekend in which hygiene doesn't much matter.
After releasing new single "Don't Hang Around" earlier this week, New England-based garage rock/fuzz-pop trio TWIN BERLIN hit the Hard Rock Café in Boston tonight. Before we offer up a few free pairs of passes to catch the show, we tossed a few rapid-fire questions at the band's founders -- singer/guitarist Matt Lopez and drummer James Janocha, who both share duties in Twin Berlin despite living in different states.
Holy calamity it's two straight Awesome Video Alerts! Evs city, man. While summertime knows no rules, it does know cool music videos, and this one from Boston's beloved electro-rap duo BIG DIGITS is kinda freaking us out. Maybe it's the talking facehands emerging from the fly zippers of pristine white pants, maybe it's the fucked up birthday party, maybe it's that Bic pen chilling hard in a briefcase full of cheese puff balls, maybe it's the mass helping of our sweatheart TD, maybe it's the AHHRRRGHHTYH RTHGB FUCK I DUNNO JUST WATCH THE VIDEO AND STOP YELLING AT ME
With a budget of about $43, a bag full of monkey masks, two cans of warm Spaghetti-Os, a few dozen eggs, buckets of confetti, a mad Irishman with a bat, a drunken club kid, an inflatable kiddie pool, hula girls, cream pies, a pig-faced flasher, autograph-seekers, cheerleaders, vats of mustard, and a fancy lady in a gorilla suit, and a trumpet, WASTED TALENT took to Torbert McDonald Park along the Mystic River in Medford last Sunday and shot their new video for "Paid Vacation."
The strip of Interstate 495 that slices Haverhill in half is much like any other commuter stretch in eastern Massachusetts — tree-lined, suffocating, and a default motor speedway for angry locals. But take a musical ride with THE NEW HIGHWAY HYMNAL through their hometown and envision something else entirely: desert landscapes, sun-faded asphalt, and relaxed views into endless, hazy mountains.
It’s an image no one really wants to be associated with: pasty and hunched beneath a bare light bulb, in the basement of a house you don’t own (but your parents do), squinting at the numbers etched into the runout groove of a 45 that is valuable because it is scarce – not because it is remotely good, musically speaking.
The Food Network is about to get a full serving of MELLOW BRAVO. Word on the street is that an intrumental version of the Boston rock band's rowdy, scratched-up 2010 party anthem "I Get Off" will serve as the opening-credit theme for Sugar High, a new weekly TV show where Ace of Cakes' Duff Goldman goes on, uhhh.
ANR are at the Brighton Music Hall on Sept 1
The Olivia Tremor
Control + The Music Tapes | September 19 at the Brighton Music Hall,
Allston | $15 | On sale at ticketmaster.com
Friday, July 15
Lewis Black: In
God We Rust Tour | September 9-10 at the Cutler Majestic Theatre, Boston | $39.
With contagious hooks and hauntingly sweet '60s-girl-group vocals, it’d be easy to tag local up-and-comers DREAM HITS as just another beach-pop act fighting for towel space in the sand. But in reality, the duo from Emerson College brings some much needed hi-fi grit to a typically fuzzy, sun-soaked scene.
Like every other music writer out there, my drawers are stuffed with hella unfortunate XXL-sized t-shirts of every shitty rap group and street wear brand on earth. But for every dozen wack tees that collect dust (or worse) under my futon, I've got one or two go-to staples, more than a few of which come from the crew at PUZL.
Last week I put that dusty old print journalism degree from Hofstra University to damn fine use by reporting, via late-night Facebook rant, that the new PASSION PIT record won't be out until next year. So what're the rest of the Pit dudes to do when Michael Angelakos is out in Los Angeles (maybe, who the hell knows?) calmly writing/recording/producing the much-anticipated sequel to Manners?
It's been brought to my attention that a young Boston MC named Moufy - who, let me make this clear, I've never heard of before - sold out the Middle East Upstairs last night.
So first of all, major props to Moufy and his whole Star Gang team. The MEU is more than a respectable-size venue, and, as any longtime Boston hip-hop head will tell you, it's rare that local acts draw that kind of crowd this soon into their career.
Who releases a new EP in the middle of the summer? A band as cool and airy as an indie-pop waterslide, that’s who. SPIRIT KID might be pulling opening duty for NYC weirdoes Darwin Deez Saturday night at Brighton Music Hall (158 Brighton Ave, Allston | 9pm | $12), but our local melody-makers take top billing with the release of their new Happiness extended player, which they tossed up on the ol' Bandcamp just this morning
I’ve seen GANG GANG DANCE three times, and each time brings a new, interesting experience. I first saw them when they opened of Montreal’s Skeletal Lamping tour at The Orpheum, where they flawlessly fused their sound check and guitar tuning into the first movement of their set; the second time was at Prospect Park in Brooklyn in support of TV On The Radio, where unofficial band member/spiritual muse Taka “Baby Love” Imamura was tackled by security, who must have thought he was some cracked out Brooklynite that somehow wandered on stage with a flag made of a garbage bag and a broomstick.