So the undefeated Patriots eked out a victory over the now-defeated Colts, and we’ll be hearing an assload on ESPN tonight about Boston’s current sports dominance. But if we’re gonna
Back before mostly everyone besides executives for the major sports leagues grew tired of Robert Randolph, the frontman put aside his Family Band in favor of a short-lived project that
As the title of this post implies, this one’s all over the board — another theme-less, seamless bundle of mismatched tunes from the home hard drive. It’s got everything except the tie that binds: jazz, funk, soul, roots, bluegrass, folk and even a splash of punkish pop. The first track comes straight from the newly released Harlem Experiment, the third volume from Ropeadope‘s acclaimed “Experiment” series. We’ll provide a quick taste, but the album really is a must-buy.
The fresh-faced target of Phil Lesh’s adoration will drag his part-time boss onto the Conan program — it’s a good thing they tape before the early-bird special: “I’m having a fantastic time playing with Phil Lesh & Friends. We’re in New York City right now doing 10 shows at the Nokia Theater. On November 7th, I will be performing a new song from my next record on the Conan O’Brien show. The Phil & Friends band have been kind enough to do the show with me…”
There’s been a shitstorm of public comment concerning Sasha Frere-Jones’ New Yorker piece about the lack of black influence among the current crop of indie bands. Say what you will
HT Contributor Eliot Glazer has tremendously terrible taste in music. But he makes everything sound so damn appealing, so we allow him this soapbox…
I had never been much of a Family Guy fan. I found the humor too easy and not silly enough to actually be smart. That is, until I witnessed this clip on the television. Apparently, the writers of Family Guy face the same non-existential crisis I do: Is Randy Newman retarded or brilliant?
I’m pretty sure he’s just schizophrenic, suffering from maintaining two separate personalities. There’s Randall, the husky-voiced composer who writes and performs melodically expansive ruminations that have always labeled him the self-effacing philosopher that can be found waxing intellectual in a nearby dark corner (see: You Can Leave Your Hat On, Political Science, and God’s Song).
Then there’s Randy, the middle-aged dude whose quirky, fun canon of kid-friendly work equate to your goofy uncle’s deepest belly laugh (see: Simon Smith And The Amazing Dancing Bear and every song from the Pixar soundtrack library…ever).
When the “Randy” from the Family Guy clip pronounces “first” as “foist” before literally narrating what his eyes see (“left foot, right foot…”), I’m led to believe that the guy has somehow cheated his way into the larger pantheon of American music. Because that’s exactly what he is: a legendary American musician who has been showered in awards and accolades throughout his entire career, and not without witnessing other coveted musicians paying their respects by covering his tunes. But is it a sham? Read on to find out more about the true Randy…
Construction (In the Name of U2): “They plan to build Ireland’s tallest tower in Dublin and revamp their city centre hotel – to ensure their legacy lives on long after the music stops. Bono and The Edge have unveiled plans to redevelop the Clarence Hotel on the city’s historic quays, which they bought in 1992.”
Warriooooors…come out and play-ayyyy. And by ‘Warriors’ I mean ‘Commenters,’ but Commenters would be a ridiculously shitty name for a hardcore street gang, even if they had the coolest jackets
You know when you see a precocious band comprised of young musicians with chops, and all you want to do is grab them by their fresh faces and beg them
You don’t know how closely Hidden Track came to running a name-your-own-price promotion after Radiohead announced its own unique marketing plan. But then we realized that not only are we already an entity gratis, nobody’d pay a dime to read stuff ‘n nonsense from one guy with a strange nom de plume and one Jew-sounding dude. In any event, Paste Magazine is giving it a go…read on below.
