One of the highlights of the time I spent living in Eugene was working with Justin King’s band, The Apologies. It was the gateway to several friendships (including those with Ehren Ebbage and Drew Dresman, whom I’ve mentioned here), but it was also a chance to attend multiple shows by Justin, a phenomenally talented guitar
Leona cops out; cops to it.
Tonight I attended (part) of the final show on the “Perez Hilton Presents” tour at the Avalon in Hollywood. I got the tickets about a month ago when I was in a frenzy of attending concerts. I hadn’t been at all interested until I read Spin Magazine’s review of the first show of the tour
Led Zeppelin at six months old: Copenhagen, 1969
So I finally saw “It Might Get Loud” at the one theater in LA still playing it, and it has plenty of lovely moments in it. Not the least of them was Jimmy Page playing a quiet solo rendition of “Ramble On”, explaining that the acoustic parts served as “whispers” to the “thunder” of the
On seeing KISS: An explanation of intent.
My goodness! I never expected to receive as much feedback on my purchase of KISS tickets as I’ve gotten. Apparently, my interest in seeing them has confounded those closest to me, so I thought I’d provide a little context here. My earliest memory of KISS was seeing KISS Meets the Phantom of the Park on
Vincent Gallo: The King of Conceptual Confidence
I’ve been a fan of Vincent Gallo’s since a screening of The Brown Bunny at the Nuart Theatre. This was soon after the Cannes debacle and the curse, the notorious billboard, etc. At the Nuart I found his film to be a carefully crafted, beautiful piece of work. The elements; the van, the motorcycle, the wardrobe;
Hard Fest? More like Suck Fest. (Updated)
Well, I don’t feel stupid anymore about buying tickets to San Diego’s Street Scene after already buying tickets to see Chromeo at Hard Fest/Hard Summer in LA. Why? Because Hard Summer didn’t happen. I drove to LA tonight with high hopes after 3 years of missing Chromeo every time they came near me on tour.
The dilemma of August 29th
I mentioned ages ago that I was planning to attend Outside Lands in San Francisco the weekend of Aug 28-30. I’ve been jockeying for a job at the festival since January, and under the press of conflicting responsibilities that same week, I reluctantly asked to be withdrawn from consideration. (A decision I am still remarkably
Robotanists live at Spaceland
Our featured Main Stage act, the Robotanists, graced Spaceland last week, playing through a set of their effect-laden ambient rock. If Debbie Harry fronted Pink Floyd, you might have something like the Robotanists: moody, textured soundscapes with bright blonde melodies laced throughout. The audio’s not great on this, but hey, the video gestapo caught me
Big vox: Michelle Armstrong
Thursday night was busy as I caught three shows in three clubs, including Dirty Sweet with co-blogger Leona. But before I made it over to Silverlake, I stopped by Genghis Cohen on Fairfax to see a buddy of mine play drums. He was backing hometown talent Michelle Armstrong, a persuasive singer-songwriter with a big voice.
Photos: These United States @ Echoplex
Just because you can’t ever get too much media from any one event, here are some photos from These United States at the Echoplex: