Two years in the making, the Lot Six’s new vicious and ambitious 12-inch Get Baked on Youth Kulture(Plastic) is finally ready for your turntable. When we dropped a needle on the 120-gram red vinyl, sat back, and took in the tunes — high-octane riff rock, piano-driven roots music, circus-organ-cum-feedback noise collages — our little minds were just about blown.
The last time we saw Magic People, their looming towers of keys, synths, and theramin combined with distopian dance-beats and fiery warnings screamed directly from a post-apocalyptic pulpit brought us to the verge of total spasmatic sci-fi breakdown. Since then, they've added a flautist, toured the West Coast, and managed a Friday the 13th recording session (with Kevin Micka at Small Church) that spawned their debut album, Keen Whips I'd Wear As Rubies
11:40 a.m.: Council President Michael Flaherty bangs the gavel ---
only 10 minutes late, a great improvement from last week! Councilors
Ross, Feeney, Murphy, Turner, and Kelly are missing (Kelly gets a pass,
That's the message coming from the Massachusetts GOP, which just put out a press release accusing Tom Reilly of flip-flopping on eliminating the statue of limitations for child sex-abuse cases--and on a few other subjects, too. A hearing on the issue--bagging the S.O.L. for molestation cases, that is, not Reilly's alleged flip-flopping--took place at the State House earlier today.
And hello Julie. Trent Wisecup's days as director of Mitt Romney's Commonwealth PAC are numbered. His successor? None other than Julie Teer, who'd replaced former Romney spokesperson Shawn Feddeman a while back.
Interesting confession from the governor, fresh off his impressive finish in the Southern Republican Leadership Conference presidential straw poll, at today's Greater Boston Chamber of Commerce breakfast:
"...I look back over my experience, and every time I change
jobs, I feel depressed for about the first six months.
In addition to having the best name ever, Jonah Livingston’s local DIY imprint Teenage Disco Bloodbath Records boasts some of the town’s best and heaviest bands. Bloodbath’s newest release is a three-song EP by the drop-D-loving, rifftastic instru-metal monsters TIDES called From Silence, the first track on which sounds like Radiohead’s “How To Disappear Completely” on heavy-metal steroids.
The band that uses the bathroom together makes a lot of records together.
You've heard us gush about Frank Smith. A cow-punk collective for the lazy days. If it weren’t for Aerosmith, they might never have existed. They multi-task in countless other bands (Lot Six, Eyes Like Knives, the Sharking), yet they still find the time to put out an album once a year.
We'll say sorry for everything but telling you to hide Ne-Yo records.
Last week hot-like-fire Def Jam artist Ne-Yo topped the Billboard charts with his debut album "In My Own Words" while emo-scremo-metal-core-whatever rockers Hawthorne Heights charted a strong #3. But, if Hawthorne Heights and the Victory Records street team had their way, the band would have been #1.
Just got back from Reed Hillman's kickoff speech. I'll have more
to say about it later; for now, here's the stuff likely to interest
readers most--an exchange between Hillman and reporters about those restrictions on pregnant officers that prompted a lawsuit during Hillman's stint as State Police colonel:
Q: Lieutenant Govenor, what do you think of the policy that Reed defended
with the State Police that [barred] pregnant women from doing a lot of