Salvador Dali is rumored to have said, “I don't do drugs, I am drugs.”
In a video for Woodshop Films, BLACK MOTH SUPER RAINBOW's frontman Tobacco (or, equally likely, someone pretending to be Tobacco), casually dressed in a yeti suit and latex mask says, “I know a lot of people think I sit around in my room and write these songs while I'm high or whatever, but it's not true.
Ever since being the "special guest" band on the final night of Revelation Records' 25th anniversary celebration back in June, we've sat patiently here in Boston and watched a couple of additional QUICKSAND reunion gigs pop in California and New York. Now there's a full-on tour, and the New York post-hardcore dudes (Walter Schreifels, Tom Capone, Alan Cage, and Sergio Vega) finally come to Boston, hitting the Paradise on January 7.
When this fetid corpse of a year finally shits the bed and we all are obligated to file our Year-end Best-of lists, there's little doubt ICKY BLOSSOMS "Heat Lightning" will be on my Top Whatever Songs 2012. Probably in the Top 5. Maybe 3. Possibly in the top spot, once I figure out how sick I am next month of Icona Pop's "I Love It" and if I learn that Slove's "Flash" got a domestic release date this year after dropping in Europe last October.
Last week during the second night of the Boston Accents Funeral Party at Great Scott, indie darlings MEAN CREEK performed a rare cover, a rousing take on the Replacements' 1985 classic, "Left Of The Dial." We were all so crunked in the moment that we didn't capture any footage of it (we did plan ahead enough to assign a photographer to shoot the party), but last night the band busted it out for a second time at the Paradise Rock Club.
Last week I hit up Q Division in Somerville to take part in PARLOUR BELLS gang-vocal recording session for "Airwaves," a track the glam-infused noir-pop band whipped up specifically as a tribute to WFNX, just in time for their performance Saturday, June 30, at the We Want The Airwaves tribute show at the Paradise Rock Club
Happy Sunday, and good tiding to all. This is our 4th to last Boston Accents on WFNX, and the countdown to extinction is really in full swing. Tonight we hyped Saturday’s big party at the Paradise, the WFNX Tribute “We Want The Airwaves.” Thanks to Bruce McDonald (who will host a warn-up show on WFNX Friday from 2 to 6pm) for hooking us up with a pair of tickets to give away, and props to Parlour Bells – performing that night alongside O Positive, Orbit, Garvy J, and a host of former WFNX DJs – who recorded “Airwaves” last week as a salute to our radio station.
Back in March there was a redonkulous line outside the Belmont in Austin to see a reunited JESUS & MARY CHAIN at the Paste SXSW party. I was on it. I waited forever. I never got in. It seemed like no one did, except for New York surf-psych band and J+MC disciples the Vandelles, who tweeted a bunch of pics from the side-stage and made us all mad jelly.
It’s nice when you set your expectations low out of fear of disappointment, then find out your doubts were utterly, completely misplaced.
There were plenty of reasons to brace myself for a letdown Saturday night at the Paradise. According to random hearsay, GARBAGE used to suck live. I can confirm that they have, indeed, sucked during one TV performance I watched years ago.
In a time when there’s a lot of pomp, circumstance, and bullshit, frankly, that comes along with a live show, it’s refreshing to see the MARK LANEGAN BAND play it straight. When showtime rolled around this past Sunday at the Paradise Rock Club, the former Screaming Tree and the members of his band filed quietly onto the stage, didn’t acknowledge the crowd before launching into a raucous version of “The Gravedigger’s Song,” the opening track from their latest record, Blues Funeral [Off The Record 01.
THE DELTA SPIRIT packed out the Paradise Rock Club last Tuesday, thrilling an eclectic crowd of burnout college kids, 30-something hippies, and just about anyone in between.
The San Diego indie-Americana quintet’s upbeat sound -- the beachy ska sounds of Nada Surf with the vocal qualities of City and Colour’s Dallas Green plus a little West Coast attitude and thigh-clapping beats and upbeat lyrics -- combined with a seriously enlivened on-stage presence made us not only like them for what they do musically, but made us feel all tingly and brought upon this strange, personal, “I kinda love these people” vibes.
In the weeks preceding Thursday’s CODY SIMPSON concert at the Paradise, I had been doing such a good job of keeping everything a complete secret from my nine-year-old daughter, Anouk. That is, until she found out about the concert the day before at school.
I picked her up and she despondently handed me a note which expressed her deepest love and which begged me to take her to the concert (part of it read: “20 dollars – cheap!”).
Uncharacteristically high temps aside, plaid shirts were out
in force last night at the Paradise in honor of the arrival of Oregon folk-rock outfit BLIND PILOT. After a solid opening
from Gregory Alan Isakov and a healthy dose of songs featuring harmonica, the Portland band took the stage and delivered a flawless 90-minute set.
Mark Olson seemed a little anxious to get out under the lights at the Paradise Tuesday night. He walked out while the tech was still onstage testing equipment, followed closely behind by the rest of THE JAYHAWKS, the band he left in 1995. Without so much as an introduction or a “Hello, Boston,” Olson strummed the band into “Wichita,” from the band’s landmark 1992 album Hollywood Town Hall.