The Crystal Method
Third Eye Blind | May 11 at the House of Blues, Boston | $27.50-$35 | On sale Thursday, April 2, at 10 am | http://www.livenation.com
Isis | June 05 at the Paradise Rock Club, Boston | $16 | On sale Thursday, April 2, at noon | http://www.livenation.com
Yeah, we swiped Pitchfork's photo.
We're still trying to figure out how to react to this: apparently, Lexington High School will be performing a musical based on Neutral Milk Hotel's revered album, In the Aeroplane Over the Sea. That on its own is one of those news stories that makes one think "this is simultaneously both awesome and weird."
fully support a moritorium on claiming Boston pride for bands that
formed at colleges here and then moved away before their graduation
Starbucks lattes had time to cool. But damned if we're gonna be the
ones to make that move unilaterally. Which means that for the time
being we're repping CHESTER FRENCH, if only because the core
duo's degrees from Harvard allow us to bask in the glow of CF's close
personal friendships with Kanye West, Paris Hilton, Diddy, and a bunch
of other people who would otherwise never associate themselves with
kids who hang out at the Coop. Also, the Chester French dudes are mad twitterers. In about 100 hours, the French kids drop a Clinton Sparks-helmed mixtape, Jacques Jams Vol 1: Endurance,
which may or may not be a tribute to the local tranny bar. We can only
hope. If not, it's still the only "Boston" "album" this decade to
feature guest appearances by Diddy, Pharrell (who's already signed the
Chesters to his Star Trak label), Bun B, Cassie, and the Clipse. Sign up to get first crack at it over here.
importantly, last night Chester French played their first Boston gig in
almost forever -- opening for Lady GaGa at the House of Blues (photos of her up here) -- and
we've got photos, as well as a review from our own Daniel Brockman,
after the jump.
There were no Fiji mermaids or dog-faced boys to be found at the
“Cabinet of Wonders” show at the Brattle Theatre last Thursday, but the
odd variety-show format ensured that its shelves were well-stocked with
First, the night’s host — Hastings-born, Dylan-inspired
singer-songwriter John Wesley Harding — tore into a few earwormy
numbers off his new album, Who Was Changed and Who Was Dead
Photo by Michael Krigsman; more photos here.
ASTER AWEKE mixes traditional Ethiopian vocal techniques and melodies with R&B, jazz, and straight-up pop hooks. The songs themselves are often only one step removed from your standard soulful stuff, but her emotive voice takes it to the sublime.
Broadway (Billie) Joe: Green Day's American Idiot being adapted for the stage.
Delayed Rebirth: Lil' Wayne's "rock" album pushed back to June.
33 1/3 releases its shortlist: Internet pissed off yet again.
Radioheadlining: Yorke + Co. topping both Reading and Leeds.
Also, All Points West lineups: Headliners include Beasties, Tool, and Coldplay.
After 16 years at its Hyde Square location, the Bella Luna Restaurant/Milky Way Lounge finally packed it in Sunday and hit the streets with an anything-goes parade from its street-level restaurant and basement bowling-alley nightclub to its soon-to-be home at the renovated Brewery complex on Amory Street.
1. "I Wanna Be Sedated," Ramones
2. "No Pussy Blues," Grinderman3. "Love Your Money," Daisy Chainsaw4. "Bend Over, I'll Drive," The Cramps
5. "Just a Friend," Biz MarkiePlumerai play Precinct on Saturday, March 28.
Chris Cornell, you may have heard, has made a dance record with Timbaland. How is it? Well, you probably don't want to know. Trent Reznor's withering tweet may wind up being the final word on the topic, really: "You know that
feeling you get when somebody embarrasses themselves so badly YOU feel
uncomfortable? Heard Chris Cornell's record? Jesus."
Holy wow, I drank a lot of Lone Star this week. I got to that point
where I needed three or four drinks to get back to normal. On Saturday
afternoon I entered this very strange headspace, where fun was
awkwardly co-mingling with absolute physical and psychological
My inner monologue: “Bands! Yay! More alcohol! Yay! I want to blow my brains out?! Yay?!”
yeah, my idea to do a perspective piece/video blog thingy went out the
window pretty much immediately, as did my ability to do anything that
could pass for meaningful written reporting. I also spent way too much
money, my cell phone got fucked ‘cause of something I don’t remember, I
probably have (more) brain damage, and I just spent 40 hours in a
rent-a-van with seven other people.
So, of course, I really want to go next year. Wouldn’t bother trying to
get a band or press pass next time around, either. All the shows I went
to were no badge/no cover. Anyway, in case anyone’s interested, here’s a recap of my clusterfuck in Austin.
Nine Inch Nails
Prodigy | May 20 at the House of Blues, Boston | $29.50-$39.50 | On sale Thursday, March 26, at 10 am
Kate Voegele + Angel Taylor | May 12 at the
| $15 | On sale Thursday, March 26, at noon |
Southern Culture On The Skids + Los Straitjackets
| May 20 at the Paradise, Boston
| $20 | On sale Thursday, March 26, at noon |
Midway through her set at Club Passim last Friday, right before
covering Woody Guthrie’s “Deportee,” Antje Duvekot remarked on
something she’d read about the Great Depression. “Lighthearted
entertainment became important to people,” said the Somerville-based
singer-songwriter. “They needed it to get them through it.” A beat of
silence, and then laughter rose from the crammed, brick-walled,
basement folk club. The unstated punch line of Duvekot’s
self-depreciating joke had been made evident by the first half of her
show, the second of four sold-out gigs promoting her just-released
second studio album, The Near Demise of the High Wire Dancer (Black
Wolf Records). Duvekot, who’s become one of Boston’s folk darlings over
the past five years or so, writes songs soaked in forlorn wisdom, with
lyrics like “the moonlight has made it plain that nobody needs me to
call them home,” sung in her trademark weather-worn throatiness.
They’re the opposite of lighthearted entertainment, but without the
generic, maudlin cheese that plagues less skilled folkies.
The Economic Crisis 2009 crowd seemed cool with a gloomier tone,
perhaps because the formerly dry Club Passim now serves wine and beer.
Or perhaps because they knew what to expect. As she sang,
with her golden-brown waves tucked behind her ears, the wispy Duvekot
alternately half-smiled and scrunched up her face and squinted her eyes
shut. She played half of Near Demise — accompanied by
guitarist/mandolin player Sean Staples (the Resophonics, Session
Americana) and pianist Kate Klim, another Boston-based folk balladeer —
as well as old standards like “Jerusalem” and some standout covers that
included Chuck Berry’s “Brown-Eyed Handsome Man.” The set
touched on historical tragedies — from the Great Depression to Vietnam
— but in introducing “Dandelion,” from her 2005 partly live album Boys,
Flowers, Miles, Duvekot focused on the personal: “This is a song about
a boy who did not have a crush on me. Screw him! But I did write three
songs about him.”
In the interest
of getting meaty chunks of gossip on the web as soon as possible - and not in
the interest of doing a thorough, well-informed journalistic inquiry into the
matter - we bring to you the news that Bill’s
Bar on Lansdowne Street
has reportedly closed down. FOREVER.
But we didn’t do
a complete hack job.
For the sake of striking up a much-needed conversation, let’s imagine that a team of big dick swinging promoters was exploring the possibility of hosting a major South by Southwest-esque music festival in Boston. For the sake of second references, let’s speculatively call it North by Northeast (NXNE) – even though that’s corny and should never be repeated outside the context of this article (and because, as my homeboy Trees notes below, because it already exists in Toronto). While we’re thinking happy thoughts, let’s also imagine that it would be a massive week-long donkey punch designed to consume Boston the way that only sports and liberalism do now (and that no current music fest comes even close to).
Faraone, Brodeur, and Thompson are just now plowing through SXSW's final night -- but we're just getting started with the weekend wrap up. We've got new videos going up hourly, Faraone is still Twittering his face off (and we don't expect him to shut up anytime soon), and there are some epic blog updates coming tomorrow morning. In the meantime, we bring you some of what's been going up on the site over the last 24 hours. First up, THE MAE SHI get it done under a parachute. Make sure you join us AFTER THE JUMP for Japanese punks PEELANDER-Z risking life, limb, and traffic accidents by setting up their instruments (and crazy-ass alien costumes) in the middle of a busy Austin street; Talib Kweli and Hi-Tek performing as REFLECTION ETERNAL; the first performance by Fugees producer JOHN FORTE since his release from prison; and a bone-rattling assault by the DEATH SET. That's just the beginning -- there's already more video up live at thephoenix.com/sxsw.