Bring 'em Home Now: a concert to benefit Veterans for Peace and Iraq Veterans Against the WarMarch 20 at Hammerstein Ballroom, NYCMichael StipePeachesFischerspoonerRufus WainwrightDevendra BanhartAll photos (c) Christopher Kontoes
[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.
Dropkick MurphysAt AvalonSunday, March 19Photos by Dave Treeexcept 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.
It's been awhile since we've gone to a show knowing next to nothing of a band's music and walking out feeling like we might've just seen something important. On the basis of a couple of tunes and some Internet chatter, we went to T.T.'s last night to see Norway's Serena Maneesh and holy cow. Noisy and loud as fuck, the band – a five-piece led by a guitar-playing maniac manchild of a frontman – tore through what seemed like a 25-minute set that turned out to be closer to an hour.
The recently reunited Smoking Popes absolutely, uh, smoked last night downstairs at the Middle East at their first show in town in “like eight years,” according to frontman Josh Caterer. As one of the best and most under-appreciated power pop bands of the ’90s, Caterer, his brothers — guitarist Eli and bassist Matt — and drummer Mike Felumlee deftly married big power chords and big hooks with Josh’s distinctive Kermit-the-Frog-meets-Morrissey croon.
Anyone who's ever cadged a photo pass knows the rules of takingpictures from the designated photographer's pit in front of the stage:(1) you get to shoot only the first three songs, and (2) no flashallowed. Then the bouncers hustle you back out with the masses, theidea being to limit the amount of time any one band can make asses of