Category Archives: Music

Something to Ponder….

No, this isn’t a philosophical rant concerning a massive social/political issue that plagues our society. No, this merely concerns the music lovers of the world and yet it is still something to ponder. The question I pose is simply this: should artists (especially older artists) play songs all of their fans know and adore or opt to perform lesser known tunes that mostly die hards would know. I think first and foremost artists should play whatever they feel like playing, because if they don’t then it’s fake, hollow, and condescending. On the other hand, I’d rather go to a concert and sing along to all my favorite songs then hear numbers I’m unfamiliar with, albeit usually decent tunes. For example, I saw Bob Dylan a little while back and he put on a decent performance, but I only recognized one song, “Highway 61 Revisited.” He played more modern and obscure songs from his catalog. Had he played all of his classics, I would’ve enjoyed the show far more. But, then again, back to my earlier point, perhaps Dylan wouldn’t have the same passion in his performance. On the same page, inflammatory music pundit, well sought after sound engineer, and rebel rousing singer/guitarist for such noisy punk bands as Big Black, Rapeman, and currently Shellac, Steve Albini feels artists should not “punish” their audience and instead play songs their fans adore. He notes seeing spectacular performances in Neil Young and Cheap Trick, claiming he knew nearly all of the songs. Albini told an interviewer, he plays the Shellac fan favorite, “My Black Ass,” at every show because it pleases the fans and the band still enjoys playing it. When it becomes old and worn out for them, then they’ll stop playing it. So, here’s the message for artists: if you have fan favorites that you love to play then bust them out, but if they’re sucking that passion outta ya, then place em’ on the shelf for now.

Chris DeCarlo

Steal Your Soul!!!


Great Choice by Glen for a song of the day! The Spooks (not to be confused with the rap group that bears the same moniker) are a “ghost rock” band consisting of the Black Lips’ Cole on vocals, Joe on keyboards, and Jared on bass. They came to light way back in 2002 and typically play Halloween shows covered in white sheets. Their first album, Death From Beyond The Grave, was released by Die Slaughterhaus in 2008. Now here’s a SPOOKY video for y’all to shit your pants to. 3D Glasses sold separately.

Chris DeCarlo

CD Review: Bitte Orca (DP)

Band: Dirty Projectors
Album Name: Bitte Orca
Release: 2009

Comments: I believe there’s a point when indie-pop bands try too hard to be both indie and pop at the same time. Swedish artists like Peter Bjorn and John and Jens Lekman haven’t had much difficulty in accomplishing both. The Dirty Projectors, an all-American band from New York, wrote an album in Bitte Orca that wants to be European, but isn’t at all. The light melody of “Temecula Sunrise” is refreshing. The scattastic artsy offering “The Bride” has annoying written all over it. The “I’m more indie than inner city black girls” of “Stillness is the Move” gets old quickly. On a positive note “Two Doves” is a perfect WERS song — sexy female voice in front of orchestral background music — and for that reason it happens to be the album’s effortless strong suit. The jangly electropop of “Useful Chamber” is Veckatimestastic. “No Intention” is kind of awesome. “Remade Horizon” seems like it would get a lot of college radio station airplay . There’s certainly some room for improvement, but it’s generally pretty good…if the constant “yay-I-wanna-blah-blah-remade-horizon” doesn’t piss you off, that is. “Fluorescent Half Dome” is a chill aged ending. The last one minute is flat out greatness. I think this album is going to take a few more listens for me to appreciate. It has potential, though probably not as much as Pitchfork [9.0 rating] makes it out to have.

Grade: 8.2

New Left


Throughout this year I have embarked on a journey of self-education through reading inflammatory recipes for revolution and amongst the incendiary material on my bookshelf, works concerning the New Left appear the most prominently. The New Left, unlike the Old Left of the 1930s and 1940s, focused on social activism and American culture. Elvis Presley and the Lone Ranger were just as important as Che Guevara and Fidel Castro. Their main aims were ending the War in Viet FUCKINGnam, ending racism at home, and protesting the conformist, capitalist, greedy, Amerikkkan lifestyle, amongst other initiatives, As I mentioned, I’ve read several books this year on this subject that I highly recommend to anyone and everyone. These include:

From Yale to Jail By: David Dellinger
Steal This Book By: Abbie Hoffman
The Black Panthers Speak By: Various Panthers
Kingdom of Fear By: Hunter S. Thompson
Flashbacks By: Timothy Leary
Soon to Be A Major Motion Picture By: Abbie Hoffman
Fugitive Days By: Bill Ayers
Do iT! Scenarios of the Revolution By: Jerry Rubin

It’s been fantastic learning about these turbulent times through such diverse, charismatic, and first hand accounts. It’s really funny seeing how certain figures are portrayed differently in various works. For example, acid guru, Timothy Leary paints Yippies Abbie Hoffman and Jerry Rubin as pessimistic, Anti-American agitators that advocate violent revolution. Leary says some nice things about the boys, but he tends to omit their personal charm and dedication to social change. On the contrary, through the Yippies’ eyes, the sky is the limit, nope scratch that, after they levitated the Pentagon they could fly with it to the moon! You’ll have to do some reading to understand what the hell I’m talking about right now haha. All of these characters appear in just about all of these books at least once. And the aforementioned protests at the Pentagon, the 1968 (Un)Democratic National Convention and ensuing Chicago Conspiracy Trial are events that are discussed in depth in all of these works. I have also read about Tim Leary’s prison break through his perspective as well as his rescuers’, The Weathermen. Here are some other key New Left figures I haven’t mentioned:

Tom Hayden
Noam Chomsky
Howard Zinn
David Horowitz
John Lennon
Allen Ginsburg
Angela Davis
Mario Savio
Rennie Davis
That is by no means a complete list.

Chris DeCarlo

Citizen Cope

The combination of boredom, never having made a post, and coercion by Glen has led me to want to come up with SOMETHING for a first post. Music seems a popular choice, so I thought I’d bring in my favorite artist.

Citizen Cope- Sideways

Note: Glen has already gotten confused: that is NOT him lip-syncing. The music video happened to use footage of him live without the audio.

-Matt Hurton

How Awesome Is Crack Box?

Band: Animal Collective
Release: 2009
Recorded: 2000-2003

Crack Box is very much like when you were a little kid taking a stroll to the graveyard/forest to record every ominous sound you could. You, still very much a youngster, decided that the recording simply was not enough. You needed to make little noises, surely unintelligible, on top of all the nonsense. You, through whatever means, spawned a drum kit and keyboard.

The Crack Box is comprised of six sections…three tracks  in each, except for the last. That one has five. Anyway, the disc manages to be awesome even if the entire musical composition is just Avey Tare whispering, a soft acoustic guitar playing, and two notes on the keyboard being tapped. A strong spot is the soft twee of “Hey Friend,” track C2 for all you following along. In “De Soto De Son,” I’m sensing some plagiarism on the part of the band Grizzly Bear. Call this claim far-fetched because, well, it is. Listen to “All We Ask” by Grizzly. Sure it’s faster and more reminiscent of “pop,” you got to admit something is there. Actually I’d reckon Crack Box is a fucked up Veckatimest. The base structure of the songs is totally there, but it’s far from complete. Far from musically bearable (that is to the average listener), these songs need just a push. So what the group did was say F U to most of the songs on Crack Box and add a little bit something extra to their new songs. The change to having a fully integrated album didn’t occur until 2008 when the group started playing songs that later were released as Merriweather Post Pavillion. “Do The Nurse” is hilariously screwed up if the title doesn’t already give that away. “I wish he would just get a boner. Do the nurse.” Seriously, Avey? They were young. “Ice Cream Factory” tells us that when you “black out you feel much better.” Heed those words. Or don’t. “Hey Light” you know from Here Comes the Indian. Crack Box version is quite lo-fi and only 2 minutes 35 seconds, a sign of the times. Listen real closely to “Don’t Believe the Pilot” and you can hear birdies chirping. Also this original version of “Who Could Win a Rabbit” pretty damn sweet. For obvious reasons it doesn’t have any polish. But sometimes things are left best unpolished. And finally, any better way to end the disc than with “We Tigers?” Probably. The original has awful sound quality.

Overall, I don’t think that I will ever again be able to manage listening to this from start to finish. There are some real gems, but most of the stuff is just too archaic and weird for me. Makes for some good relaxation music, possibly.

Grade: 8.0