For four days each year, Wilkesboro NC transforms itself into the bluegrass capital of the world. And it happens this weekend, when the 20th Annual Merlefest serves as epicenter of
Cyann & Ben find very little difference in post-rock’s deconstructions and dream pop’s swirling overtures. The Paris-based quartet spins them into one sound, one experience which drifts through the doors and out the windows of Sweet Beliefs, its third offering.
It’s official: Camp Bisco will take place at the Indian Lookout Country Club in Mariaville, NY on August 16th – 18th. The initial Camp Bisco lineup announcement includes an eclectic
The true caveat about live music is that you can never predict which shows are gonna rock and which shows are gonna spiral straight into the shitter.
I had been really excited to see the recently reformed and revamped Zero play at the Gramercy Theater as part of the Green Apple Music Festival on Friday night. Years have elapsed since I had last seen legendary guitar player Steve Kimock tear up a solo. Over the past few years I’ve listened to a bunch of Zero, and I really dug the band’s multi-layered compositions. So imagine how surprised I was to be so turned off by Zero’s disappointingly boring performance.
The Gramercy is a nice new venue that has a sloping floor for standees and seating in the back for the old fogies like me. I got to my seat and the lights went down at 8:25. Everyone around me was excited for the show to begin, but nothing happened. The lights were down, but the band didn’t go on until about 8:40. That’s professionalism at its finest: The night had certainly begun on the wrong foot. Read on for more on this unfortunately subpar show…
You know, with the weakening dollar and the currency exchange rates the way they are, I hear in England it’s now called “One for Onesday.” Financial jokes? Ugh. Up first,
My roommate unearthed the ultimate Talking Heads stash recently — almost and entire show from Rome in 1980, with future King Crimson guitarist Adrian Belew sitting in with the band.
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Come late June, the School of Rock Festival is headed to Asbury Park, New Jersey. So women, paint your nails and face and tease your hair; men, throw on the wife
For the final installment of the first annual Hidden Track Baseball Preview, I spoke with U-Melt’s Rob Salzer about his band and his beloved Metropolitans.
Scott Bernstein: How closely are you able to follow the Mets from the road?
Rob Salzer: Honestly, it’s hard to watch all the games. But we keep up pretty well. Some of us have Internet on our phones, so we are able to follow the team. Finding hotels with wireless internet is key. Unfortuntely we don’t get to see as many games as we would like, but we are able to keep tabs on the Mets.
SB: Are the other guys in the band into baseball?
RS: Everyone in the band is a fan of baseball. Myself and Zac, the keyboard player, are big-time Mets fans. My drummer and bass player are both Yankee fans, so we’re split right down the middle.
SB: How does that dynamic work?
RS: It’s actually fun. We’re outnumbered if you include our manager Jason, because he’s a big Yankee fan too. But he’s not on the road with us. There is a little bit of a rivalry; it’s not to too bad, especially since the Yankees haven’t been that succesful in the last six years. It was very, very painful losing to them in the World Series back in 2000. I’m definitely not a Yankee hater; I definitely like the Yankees. It’s a good-natured rivalry.
Read on for more about the ballclub and the band from Rob and Scott’s chat…
Neither of us can successively operate a camera. We take out-of-focus pictures and shaky amateur videos, but we can’t get it right. Thankfully some of our friends have at least a modicum of talent, and occasionally they pass along some photos for Show & Tell. Our man Danfun from Who’s Driving the Bus? caught the Flaming Lips this weekend, and he was kind enough to share. Take’r away…
Perfect weather, frozen lemonade, confetti and balloons — oh, just another day with The Flaming Lips, this time at Brown University.
The Flaming Lips have always been one of my go to bands, having seen them countless times over the past 11 years. Their albums are amazing and transcendent, but their live shows are even bigger, greater, always a huge extravagant production to absorb. The band also happens to feature some the nicest and most endearing musicians in all of rock and/or roll.
Although their live concert has essentially been the same show for the past five or six years, it’s one that I personally can never pass up. It’s a lot like watching your favorite movie over and over again: You know how it’s going to end and you don’t care, because it just means that much to you. I have taken dozens of people to see the Flaming Lips for their first time, and almost every single one of them has left knowing they were just at the best party going on in that particular time zone.
So Saturday morning I decided to head up to Brown University’s Spring Fling Weekend to catch Stardeath and Whitedwarfs, Missions to Burma, Yo La Tengo, and, of course, the Flaming Lips. And boy I’m glad I did. Read on for more photos and more thoughts about the show…
