Overblown Imus Story Ensnares Levon
No matter how badly we want it to, the ridiculous controversy surrounding tired schlock-jock Don Imus just won’t go away. Unemployed Reverends Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton continue to steer the
No matter how badly we want it to, the ridiculous controversy surrounding tired schlock-jock Don Imus just won’t go away. Unemployed Reverends Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton continue to steer the
The site was down for a few hours this morning, and I’m not sure we’ve finished ironing out the 40-foot cockroach in the system. Stick around, and hopefully soon we’ll return to flagrantly
Rumors of Phil Lesh’s new band sucking balls have been greatly exaggerated.
Maybe this temporary, mismatched hodgepodge was as bad as people said on Monday night, a glorified bar band. But last night, Phil and his conglomerate of new and old friends rocked a 400-person club around the corner from my apartment with sick sound and great lights. So really, what’s not to love? We laughed, we head-bobbed, we danced like white people: a night to remember.
We knew right away this night would take a 180-degree from the prior when John Molo stood outside the club as we walked up to SOBs. There he stood, looking healthy and standing tall, receiving what I could only imagine were some of the warmest handshakes and hellos of his life. People actually cheered as he walked in, and again when he hit the stage to throw down his sticks. Do drummers usually get standing ovations before concerts? In this case, everyone knew his return to the lineup would steady the kit and anchor the shaky band.
The group emerged from the shadows just after 8:30, and we strapped on our game faces. Warren Haynes rumors circulated, the lights dimmed and the flicker of lighters and a waft of smoke permeated the room. We were ready for Take II.
Read on for many more photos and the rest of my review from SOBs…
As our friend Richard suggested to me, this is “improper concert behavior at its cringiest.” Agreed, that’s what we like to refer to as unfettered douchebaggery. [youtube]oyiftU7GL90[/youtube] Some friends weigh in:
Idolator posted the shot of the Irving Plaza sign coming down, and now they’ve captured the new sign going up. And if you’re like us, the only redeeming part of this
The lineup at this year’s Bonnaroo festival is really one of the coolest collections of festival talent ever assembled. I mean, look at that roster — it just doesn’t stop,
Big Red’s long local nightmare may soon be over. The latest from The Post Star: Ernest “Trey” Anastasio, the former frontman of the jam rock band Phish, has been offered
Most reviews I’ve read of last night’s performance are as down on the former Grateful Dead bassist as anything ever written on the world wide web. As we expected, for the
Al Gore’s been quite successful so far in inventing a seven-continent, 24-hour rock concert, and today he’s sticking it to Hidden Track. A month ago we relayed a reliable double-sourced rumor
String Cheese Incident is quickly becoming the Sugar Ray Leonard of the jamband world. We’re pretty sure the band announced its retirement some time between the fall of the Berlin Wall and end of the global Y2K freakout fakeout. Yet here we are, one quarter through the Year of Our Lord 2007, and dates continue to emerge from the Madison House corporate headquarters. Here’s the latest from the SCI camp:
We’ve gotta hand it to SCI for a job well done booking an undercard that’s strong to quite strong. It’ll take an awful lot to get people to converge on Salem, Missouri for the String Cheese Coventry, but we’re guessing Greyboy, JJ & MOFRO, Los Lobos, The Wailers and Yonder Mountain will help draw a sizeable crowd.
Catch ’em before they go (for real): SCI also hits Bonnaroo, three nights at the Beacon, the Greek, and somewhere in Oregon before Sam Malone sells the bar and the band hangs it up during a three-night stand at Red Rocks. That is, presumably, until they replace Billy Nershi and get back out on the road.
Read on for the full list of SCI’s Summer 2007 tour dates…