[Our friend, photographer Christopher Kontoes, filed this report from NYC last night; his friend, Springfield native and former Miracle Legion dude Mark Mulcahy, was one of several folks -- Rain Phoenix, sister of River, was another -- who joined Michael Stipe onstage for an epic anti-war concert at Hammerstein Ballroom.
Not much to say about the video, except that it was shot by Jim Jarmusch, and that it appears to have been shot in less time than it takes to play the song. There's the part we're already referring to around here as the "running of the cows," and then there's the performance footage, which makes pre-Nevermind Sub Pop videos look like Anton Corbijn product.
Dropkick Murphys At Avalon Sunday, March 19 Photos by Dave Tree except Rick Barton photos, by Nicole Tammaro
Well, he did for a night anyway. Rick Barton was the Dropkicks' link to an earlier era of Boston punk: he'd been in the Outlets, he was a songwriter as well as a guitarist, and over the long haul, he's been the guy we've missed most from the original lineup.
Remember the name LEE WILSON. The local R&B crooner, whom hip-hop heads might recognize as the soulful voice on Termanology & DC's "Circle of Life," is making moves all over the place. Having showed up as the featured February "Free Agent" pick in Vibe, and with an MTV show documenting his rise in the works, Wilson could very well be the next Boston artist to sign a major label deal.
Dropkick Murphys, Red Alert At Avalon, March 18 (Early show) Photos by Daisy Romero
The Dropkicks hometown throwdown is nothing if not a family affair -- it's a wonder Ken Casey has any tickets left to sell after taking care of relatives and friends. For the Saturday-afternoon affair we sent former Crash and Burn frontman Bill Brown, because for one, he's been taking his daughter Teresa to hang out with DKM for years.
Young Quincy smartasses who, despite being genuinely and ridiculously good, don't take themselves a whit seriously, BUGS AND RATS first put this song out like three years ago and are still fucking slept on. If you listen to this you'd think you'd stumbled upon some band from the mid-90s, whod just heard In Utero and Rocket from the Crypt and decided rock and roll could get no better.
Dropkick Murphys, Horrorpops At Avalon St. Patrick's Day, March 17, 2006 Photos by Melissa Ostrow
Every show at the Dropkick Murphys homestand is all-ages (not just the afternoon throwdown that took place Sat afternoon). Because that's what punks do. And verily, with the passing of every March 17, as the Dropkicks gets older, their fans seem to get younger.
Way before electro and synthpop were anything that anyone with an ounce of career ambition wanted anything to do with -- back, that is, when it was still a little embarassing to admit you still listened to the Human League -- Sean Drinkwater's bands Freezepop and Lifestyle were dressing up in stylish outfits and playing note-perfect homage to Simple Minds.
Mitt Romney's trip to Rome to see Boston archbishop Sean O'Malley elevated to cardinal is a big deal. Just ask him!
"This is extraordinary, and particularly for someone of my faith," said
Romney, a Mormon, before he spoke at a St. Patrick's Day breakfast in
New Hampshire, an early presidential state. "I don't know that there's
ever been a Mormon guy that's been to the Vatican for a Mass held by
the Pope, so it's a personal honor."
This week, a Weekly Dig piece on Wacko Hurley--the
head of the South Boston
veterans' organization that runs Boston's St. Patrick's Day
parade--included a mysterious quote. Referring, apparently, to the
1995 US Supreme Court decision that said the South Boston Allied War
Veterans' Council could exclude organized groups of gay and lesbian
marchers, Hurley said this: "One of the judges made the comparison: If
the NAACP had a parade, do you think they'd want the KKK in?"
I've been debating with myself for days: drive to South Boston for Sunday's St. Patrick's Day breakfast, or watch it on WB-56? But now, after reading Jon Keller's wrap-up of yesterday's SPD shindig in Lawrence, I'm inclined to just sleep in.
few months back, we told you about 127,
Iran’s most popular underground band. We mean underground, like, literally.
Playing music in a country where rock and roll is only semi-legal, they’re
forced to practice in a soundproof bunker on the outskirts of Tehran.
world frets about Iran’s nuclear ambitions, the country’s teeming youth
population — there are 48 million Iranians under the age of 30, more than
two-thirds of the population — has its own concerns.