Pixies‘ new album, Head Carrier, is due out September 30, 2016. You can pre-order it and a lot of fun extras through their PledgeMusic page for the album. You can order it on CD, LP, or digital download, of course, but why not add a T-shirt, limited posters, and artwork book, too?
People are already buzzing about the first single, “Um Chagga Lagga,” (which is great punk-fuzz) and how one song on the album is about the band’s former bass player, Kim Deal, sung by their new bass player, Paz Lenchantin.
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Levitation Francehas released single-day tickets, daily lineups, and additional band announcements. The additions of Follakzoid, Alex Mass (of the Black Angels), and Klaus Johann Grobeare great ones. Don’t miss this festival. It’s sure to be an excellent two days.
Superfly’s Lone Star Music Emporiumis a fine wrecka stow in San Marcos, Texas. My wife and I discovered it when we went to San Marcos for MR Festduring the cancelled Levitationfestival in Austin. Superfly’s was hosting live music that day, so we got to see Sloe Your Roll there (who put on a great blues-rock set).
Sloe Your Roll
The place is decorated by people with a sense of humor. The restrooms are lined with LP covers.
Men’s roomWomen’s room
The men’s room had this over the toilet…
…and this next to the sink.
The selection at Superfly’s is great. It’s about half LP’s and half CD’s. They had a great selection of Record Store Day material there when we visited.
The LP selection was particularly good, with a lot of different genres available.
It’s a fine place and well worth the stop if you’re in the Austin – San Marcos area.
I’d wanted to see Wolfmotherlive for many years, but their U.S. dates were few and far between for me. A friend of mine had seen them on their first tour and described their live show as “orgasmic.”
Lo and behold, I was in Chicago on the same weekend they were playing at the Double Door. I managed to score a ticket and get there in time to meet my friend and catch the last half of the opening set from The Living Statues – a local pop-punk band with hints of Buzzcocks, Beatles, and the Killers. They had a lot of hometown fans there and put on a good show.
The Living Statues
The place was packed by the time Wolfmother took the stage. We got a nice spot along the bar and near the stage right corner. Wolfmother came out gunning by playing “Dimension” right away. The crowd was singing and jamming within seconds. They followed up with “New Moon Rising” and then the first single off their new record, Victorious, “Gypsy Caravan.”
Wolfmother start strong with “Dimension.”
The crowd was bonkers by the time they reached “Apple Tree,” “California Queen,” “Victorious,” and “White Unicorn.”
Andrew Stockdale of Wolfmother
They ended with the lead track off Victorious – “The Love that You Give” and then “Mind’s Eye,” both songs calling for compassion and looking past the illusions we create. The encore was “The Joker and the Thief,” which sent everyone over the edge into stoner / psych-rock madness.
Wolfmother flattening walls during “The Joker and the Thief.”
It was well worth the wait. My friend sent me a text message two days later that read, “I’m still high on Wolfmother.” I too had been humming the songs for two days. I’m sure the rest of the crowd was still buzzing, because Wolfmother shook the rafters.
The Blind Owls (Joshua De Leon – guitar, Jesse De Los Santos – guitar, Carlos Garcia – bass, Dylan Romel – drums) return from the sunny beaches of Corpus Christi with their second full-length album All Day and Night just in time for the second half of summer. It’s full of catchy power pop hooks, rockabilly beats, and dashes of punk.
The title track opens the record, and it has everything the Blind Owls do so well – a slick bass line, good vocal harmonies, jangly rock guitars, and clockwork drumming. I like the way “Good Time” starts with a crunchy little guitar riff that becomes a fun rockabilly song with a rough edge. “Sweet Baby” reveals the band’s love of Jerry Lee Lewis, as evidenced by the pounded piano, bonkers guitar work, handclaps, and frantic vocals. It’s a barnburner.
“Nobody Else” has a great walking bass line from Garcia that you might miss if you’re too busy tapping your toes to Romel’s beats, so be sure to listen for it. “Home” is really a blues tune hidden in a bop song about a cheating girlfriend. “Better” has a bit of a Bob Dylan flair, if Bob Dylan were a bit more light-hearted when singing about love.
“Out of My Mind” drops the album into full-blown psychedelic material, which is a great switch from the power-pop. The Blind Owls switch gears on us just when we think we’ve figured out their game. “Fever” keeps up the psych-rock somewhat as it keeps a nice balance between psychedelia and 60’s garage rock. The track also makes me wonder if Dylan Romel is actually a robot, because his snare work seems to obey Asimov’s laws.
“Good to Me” is sharp bop-rock that will get you moving. “Searching For” is a fast, sweet love song, as is “If They Say.” “The Way” is another song about how great the singer’s girl is, and it has a nice early Kinks sound to it that hardly anyone is attempting anymore. “Mystery Man” is full of great rock swagger (and the organ in it is a nice touch). The closer is “Doctor,” which is a cool garage rock song that melds Buzzcocks with Black Angels.
It’s a fine record, especially if you like early 1960’s garage rock (and why wouldn’t you?). Get on the Blind Owls bandwagon. They’re going places, and you should join the trip before everyone else eventually will.
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Kaiser Chiefs are offering their upcoming album, Stay Together, for pre-order on PledgeMusic. They’re also offering some nice merchandise for additional prices. The perks range from a CD and digital download to a big bundle of stuff including a T-shirt, signed lithograph of the album cover, and and a double-LP.
A good EP should leave you craving a full-length album, and that’s exactly what Ron Gallo’s RG3 EP does. It’s only three tracks, but they are all scorching rockers that portend great things to come from this psych-fuzz wunderkind.
“Young Lady, You’re Scaring Me” starts off like a forgotten Byrds classic but then bursts with a great bass groove by Joe Bisirri and Gallo’s tripped-out rock guitar as he sings about wanting to move in with a lady and her twelve cats, but he’s not sure the crazy sex is worth all the other stuff that comes with it. He rips into a brief solo immediately after name-dropping the Kensington Strangler. That alone should let you know he means business.
“Put the Kids to Bed” is a psychedelic “let’s get it on” song with a little bit of a surf feel to it in the chorus as Gallo sings about crazy sex some more and feeling the panic of a long-term relationship that’s growing cold.
“Kill the Medicine Man” is a neat mix of psychedelia, horror movie film score, and blues fuzz. Gallo’s reverbed vocals go for broke and are nicely backed with some lady chanters and his killer rhythm section (with Dylan Sevey on drums). The song seems to be a plea for us to cut through dogma and see what’s right in front of us. It’s over far too soon.
The EP is over far too soon, really. It’s just ten minutes, but it’s a glorious ten minutes. Mr. Gallo, I look forward to what you have in store for us.
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Riot Fest Chicagohas released its full daily lineup schedule for 2016. Great additions include the Flaming Lips and Sleater-Kinney. Both of them are worth the price of admission. Don’t miss your chance to see them or Julian Marley performing Exodus and all the other great bands there.
Recorded at Chicago’s Hideout January 30-31, 2014, Live at the Hideout is essential for any fan of Screaming Females, rock, or quality live recordings. Steve Albini did a great job capturing the fury and power of a live Screaming Females show, and the band (“King” Mike Abbate – bass, Jarrett Dougherty – drums, Marissa Paternoster – guitar and vocals) played not only for the lucky Hideout crowd, but also apparently for everyone on the international space station to hear.
“Leave It All Up to Me” gets the album off to a fine start, showcasing Paternoster’s now-trademark shredding. “Foul Mouth” temporarily downshifts the show, with Abbate’s bass groove planting deep roots before he and his band mates take off like a nitro-burning funny car from the starting line. The band takes that nitro and uses it to almost burn the Hideout stage to the ground on “Buried in the Nude” – which is a blistering punk rock screamfest.
“Extinction” keeps the punk pumping, with Paternoster’s vocals evoking Poly Styrene. “A New Kid” has one of her best solos on the record. It moves back and forth between metal, psychedelia, grunge, and even a bit of shoegaze. “Lights Out” is one of the best metal tunes you’ve heard in a long while, and Paternoster’s solo might make you hang up your guitar.
“Sheep,” a gut punch of a song about a cheating lover, hits even harder live. “It All Means Nothing” is one of their biggest hits, and one of their best live tracks. Paternoster sizzles throughout it and Dougherty’s pulsing beat is a great foundation. His wicked beats continue on “Starve the Beat,” which has some of Paternoster’s most masterful guitar work and Dougherty and Abbate’s best clicking rhythms.
“Little Anne” is a strangely hypnotic short song that’s almost an introduction to “Pretty Okay,” which brings out Buzzcocks-like frenetic energy from the whole band. “Baby Jesus” reminds me of a spinning dynamo. It’s fiery energy that seems barely contained and could overwhelm you at any moment. Paternoster’s solo rises into psychedelic realms halfway through it and then tears into something you’d hear in a crazy anime film about starship pilots fighting Cthulu on the edge of a black hole.
The album ends with “Boyfriend,” in which the band not only topples over the edge from metal into punk rock madness, but also pulls the whole Hideout audience and anyone listening to this record with them. Paternoster screams to the rafters, Dougherty thumps on his kit harder than Chuck Norris beating up thugs in Good Guys WearBlack, and Abbate pounds on his bass with a drumstick at one point. I don’t know what will convince you that this band is a force of nature if this song doesn’t.
It’s a great live record, not only for the song selection but also for catching the power of a Screaming Females performance. If you can’t see them live, at least pick up this record. It will only make you want to see them live more or see them live again again, but that’s a good thing.
I’ve been lucky enough to see a lot of good shows this year, and the year is only halfway finished. I already have two more shows planned for the next couple months (John Carpenter and L7), and might be able to wrangle up a couple more before summer’s end.
