Feb 132008
 

The time has come.

The GRAMMYS coughed up its 21st-century entertainment hairball, complete with glowing sunglasses, embalmed Beatles producers and — God help us — Kid Rock scatting with Keely Smith. Meanwhile, in the Rock Town Hall Neutral Zone, Captain Oats of the Starship Rockulon sparked up one glowing dilithium crystal in the communal love bong and posited the question: “which rock artistes deserve both our love for having succeeded so mightily on their first album… *and* our scorn for then having let us down — continually, perennially, and depressingly — in that one brilliant album’s aftermath?”

I say again: the time has come!

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Feb 132008
 

I don’t know what to make of this.

NEW YORK (Billboard) – Actress Scarlett Johansson says Tom Waits has given the thumbs-up to her debut album, which features covers of 10 tunes written by the notoriously persnickety musician.

“Anywhere I Lay My Head” will be released May 20 via Atco/Rhino. David Bowie, whom Johansson met a party just prior to beginning work on the album, lends his distinctive vocals to the tracks “Falling Down” and “Fannin’ Street,” while Yeah Yeah Yeahs guitarist Nick Zinner and members of the band Celebration contribute throughout. The album was produced by Dave Sitek of the New York rock band TV On The Radio.

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Feb 122008
 

No disaster here!

In last week’s Carl Newman thread, our passionate and highly knowledgeable friend Homefrontradio, the Thunder Down Under, wrote about his disgust with modern-day dependence on compression. Among other things he wrote:

Basically, as you play the song loud, there’s a random noise field being generated on top of the song that’s a is physically-disturbing to how our ears are designed to hear music.

A digital waveform representation of Billy Corgan’s Look?

Maybe that’s not his most representative comment from this thread, but it struck a chord with me. It reminded me of our ongoing examination of Lou Reed…as his music was meant to sound! Seriously, I highly recommend going back and checking out what Townsman Homefrontradio has to say on these issues of compression. It’s great stuff that musicians and fans of new and old music can get into. And learn from. And trust me, Homefrontradio’s displayed a gear geek side, but he’s got a sense of humor about his quest and he’s what we call Good People!
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Feb 112008
 

First, to gain your trust, one I like as much as the folks in the audience!

Last week my good friend HVB SUMMONED me to the floor of the Halls of Rock to explain what my problem was with certain Stevie Wonder songs. I explained myself promptly and clearly, or so I thought. Mwall clearly grasped what I was getting at. A poll supported the gist of what I was getting at. Only HVB failed to get it. He wanted examples of Stevie Wonder songs that bum me out and cause me to trash only one aspect of one of our national treasures.

As much as I dreaded revisiting some of these numbers, the first thing that came to mind was to pull out my copy of Innervisions. Here’s a classic Stevie Wonder album that contains some of my favorite songs by the man: the spine-tingling “Living for the City”, the supercool “Higher Ground”, and the always-fascinating helix-like structure of “Don’t You Worry ‘Bout a Thing”! Unfortunately, it’s also home to “Visions”, “Golden Lady”, and “All in Love Is Fair”. I’ve skipped these songs for so long that I couldn’t be sure by title alone of which ones particularly offended my sensibilities. For the good of the Hall, I made myself listen to three examples from this one album. Following are my thoughts on each number. I hope this clarifies my feelings for you, Hrrundi.

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A Grammy Highlight

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Feb 112008
 


After watching The Wire at Townsman Alexmagic’s place, we switched over to catch the second half of this historical musical meeting — Keely Smith, Kid Rock and some sax player I initially mistook for Corey Feldman.

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Feb 102008
 


My 10-year-old son asked me a few days ago what Jimi Hendrix‘s music was like. I raved about his guitar playing, telling him of my belief that no one’s come close to playing guitar as powerfully and effortlessly as he did. “You’ve heard it before,” I told him, but my efforts to hum out riffs of songs he’d heard in the car while I played Smash Hits failed to ring a bell for him. I told him I’d play him some records this weekend. That was the end of our discussion.

Friday night, conveniently, VH1 Classics played the kind of great/kind of depressing documentary The Jimi Hendrix Story. I called my boy over to the TV during a performance clip. About halfway through the song he said, “His guitar playing is amazing, but his voice is just OK.” He watched another 10 minutes with me, making connections to that Guitar Hero game, which he’d just played for the first time at a friend’s house the day before. “Now I see why you get extra points when you do this,” and he jerked an imaginary guitar neck into the air while making a Rock Face.

This morning I showed him the above video, one of my favorite live clips of the guy. As it wrapped up he asked me if he could start taking guitar lessons this summer. Thank you, Jimi!

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