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by Mike Conklin
on Fri, Nov 20, 2009 at 2:39 PM
Jim DeRogatis of the Chicago Sun Times had a few words for the Pixies in his review of their show at the Aragon Theater last night, some of which I will paste below because they speak to what I was getting at the other day before everyone started calling me names.
When a group of revered and influential rockers come back together after a decade of acrimonious separation and/or inactivity, all but the most hard-hearted punks can grant them one lap around the reunion circuit playing the old should-have-been-hits, if only to collect the accolades and the cash that probably eluded them the first time.
Boston's proto-alternative quartet the Pixies took that victory lap in 2004. Now, while they remain popular enough to play three nights at the Aragon Ballroom—Friday and Saturday sold out, though Thursday only was about half full—it's hard to consider them anything but a cynical corporation cashing in on blatant nostalgia—a hipper version of Creedence Clearwater Revisited or Journey and whoever is singing with that group these days.
So go ahead, guys, and let him know that he should lighten up and stop being such a ridiculous asshole, and to quit being such an indie-purist while he's at it. And be sure to tell him that, duh, it's not possible that there's anything wrong with what the band's doing because they're not forcing anyone to buy anything! Altough maybe you don't have to, since it seems he already has his own commenters starting to show up. Just_A_Girl, for instance, thinks it was totally "pretentions" of him to compare them to Journey. Which is totally fair, come to think of it. I prefer to compare them to Kiss.
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by Jeff Klingman
on Fri, Nov 20, 2009 at 1:28 PM
Along with the sprawling, dozen-member commune, the stark, minimal guy-girl duo has been the most ascendant band configuration of the nearly dead decade. It’s a naturally compelling setup. Without other band members to complicate things, the audience is free to read all sorts of interpersonal implications in to the music, no matter what the relationship of the performers might be. Derek Miller and Alison Krauss, the NYC twosome billed as Sleigh Bells, are factually platonic, but have even less than usual on stage to distract from daydreaming. Miller’s got a guitar, Krauss has a mic, and there’s an iPod plugged in somewhere providing the rest. Its canned, rising distortion signaled their early-Friday morning entrance to the Le Poisson Rouge stage, and instantaneously swelled the room’s ranks by a third. Really the only local unknowns to get suddenly white-hot from the recent CMJ Fest, Sleigh Bells play blown-out mutant pop, laced with lacerating guitar noise and thudding hip-hop beats. They’ve got less than a dozen songs at this point, but could plausibly be called one of the city’s hottest tickets.
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by Mike Conklin
on Fri, Nov 20, 2009 at 10:37 AM
I told you a couple weeks ago about the Fiery Furnaces' Matthew Friedberger talking shit about Radiohead for trying to attain all sorts of hipster credibility by writing a song about the last surviving WWI veteran, Harry Patch. I also told you that it turned out Friedberger had confused Harry Patch the war veteran with Harry Partch the experimental composer, even though he said he was just kidding? Haha?
Anyway, because Beck is actually a lot cooler and with much better taste than I ever give him credit for, he released a 10-minute tribute to Partch on his website earlier this week. Was it in response to Friedberger being an idiot? We'll probably never know.
Now Friedberger's taken to his band's MySpace page with a pair of positively full-of-shit blogposts that are basically unreadable. In one of them, titled Imaginary Response (clever!), he appears to take a shot at Beck:
How fruitful an imaginary song proved in practice! So as we all move forward, shouldn't we admit that posting songs on the internet—being virtual, in other words—is so last year? So to speak. Isn't that what every music management company intern from Northeastern recommends that bands do? That can't be right
Yes! So last year! Said Friedberger in a blog post on fucking MySpace.
According to a post yesterday on his official website, Eminem's ambitious plans to release another Relapse album this year have been abandoned. Instead, he'll be adding seven tracks to the first Relapse, calling it Relapse: Refill and putting it out just in time for the holidays on December 21. The expanded record will feature the posse cut from the Lebron James movie with Kanye West, and Lil Wayne (and, er, Drake), a track called "Taking My Ball" from the DJ Hero soundtrack and five brand new songs.
No word on what those will sound like, but the announcement makes oblique references to the involvement of Dr. Dre and Just Blaze, so that's promising. Relapse 2, meanwhile, will come out next year sometime. On an unrelated note, did you see those amazing cyphers from the 2009 BET Awards? Best idea ever. Check out Eminem, Mos Def and Black Thought freestyling together after the jump.
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by Mark Asch
on Thu, Nov 19, 2009 at 4:29 PM
So, Wes Anderson's Fantastic Mr. Fox is a delightful dioramarama that gets the best out of its director's obsession with controlled play; perhaps due to its natural, sweet address to kids, his usual unresolved conflicts—chiefly, the problems of stepping out of a world of your own making and understanding the needs of others—feel less petulant than in his prior film (and less precious than in another recent film we could name).
It also features, as the background music in an early, pastoral scene, the song "Love", an Oscar-nominated number from Disney's 1973 film of Robin Hood, the movie your film editor watched more times than any other movie in the years before he watched The Princess Bride more than any other movie.
In Disney's Robin Hood, of course, Robin Hood and Maid Marian are loving foxes as well. Roald Dahl's Mr. Fox (the book was published in 1970) is himself a Robin Hood figure, a dashing, justified thief who, along with his gang of fellow-animals (badgers, rabbits, etc in both Disney and Dahl), risks life and limb to steal from comically greedy English landowners.
Is the song in question embedded after the jump? Oh gee I don't know better click on the jump and find out.
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by Mark Asch
on Thu, Nov 19, 2009 at 12:30 PM
You have no idea how many times Yahoo Answers has refused to respond to my question, "Dear Yahoo Answers, are Hall and Oates in love? Sincerely, L Magazine Film Editor Mark Asch, BFA."
Once upon a time, of course, it was not cool to like Hall & Oates, but historical distance, coupled with the fact of the internet ensuring that nothing stays underground for long and thus making "indie" essentially just another genre of mainstream music, has made it much easier to "respect motherfucking craft when you hear it", as an alt-weekly music critic once said about a Taylor Swift record at no risk of professional disapprobation.
Anyway that is a very brief historical summary of why Pitchfork's Douglas Wolk is reviewing Do What You Want, Be What You Are: The Music of Daryl Hall and John Oates today. He wisely leaves larger issues of taste, irony and history to idiot big-picture bloggers, and contextualizes the hits (and misses) within the style of the times. He gives it a 4.8, but that seems to have more to do with the selection than anything else, because we all know that it's ok to like Hall and Oates now, and not even ironically. Postmodernism wins!
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by Mike Conklin
on Thu, Nov 19, 2009 at 10:55 AM
After a typically extended period of silence, Belle and Sebastian have re-surfaced, posting the above image on their website yesterday, dropping a hint that they might be working on the follow-up to 2006's brilliant The Life Pursuit. Now if the Hold Steady and John Prine would just announce new records as well, my year would be totally set. [via Tiny Mix Tapes]
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by Mike Conklin
on Thu, Nov 19, 2009 at 10:36 AM
"Cousins," the second single from Vampire Weekend's forthcoming album, Contra, hit the internet on Monday, and today we get the video. The song itself is crazy good, like "A-Punk" on speed, and the video is pretty great too. Two thoughts so far: One, I don't know if it's the jagged movements or his slightly longer hair, but Ezra Koenig is starting to remind me of John Linnell from They Might Be Giants. And two, he holds up a boot, then a picture of a boot, that very well might be the very same LL Bean Katahdin boot I hope to receive for Christmas this year.
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by Henry Stewart
on Thu, Nov 19, 2009 at 9:44 AM
Right now, New York City Opera desperately needs some hits. Like a minor league ballpark across the street from Yankee Stadium, New York’s junior opera company makes its home in Lincoln Center’s David H. Koch Theater, next door to the Metropolitan Opera House. Living in the literal shadow of world-famous, world-class opera makes attaining distinction hard enough for the company, founded in 1943 as a populist alternative to its then-elitist counterpart. But, recently, it has fallen on particularly hard times: the company’s already tenuous position in the city’s cultural radar suffered when, due to renovations to the Koch, it offered no staged productions last season (only a handful of concerts at Carnegie Hall). The economic collapse led to a severely slashed budget—there will only be five productions this season, in contrast to the Met’s 26—which consequently led to the abrupt resignation earlier this year of the incoming artistic director, who was to be the company’s Peter Gelb. Revenues fell while expenses climbed.
And yet the company has managed to put a season together, to re-emerge as a contender in 2009-2010. But its future remains uncertain. And so, in its struggle for survival, City Opera is trying to strike a careful balance this season between popular repertoire favorites and more distinguishing fare; the company generally separates itself, or tries to, from its higher-profile competitor across the plaza in its embrace of neglected classics, up-and-coming singers, and modern composers—especially Americans. So, while the company will produce Don Giovanni up until around Thanksgiving and Madame Butterfly in the spring, it’s also currently staging a revival (which opened on November 7) of the late Hugo Weisgall’s Esther, which City Opera premiered to critical acclaim in 1993. New York opera enthusiasts have been waiting ever since to see it again. And surely, City Opera is counting on them to come in droves—because they need them now, more than ever. Esther looks like the company’s secret weapon. In case of emergency, break it out.
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by Mike Conklin
on Wed, Nov 18, 2009 at 3:07 PM
Why does everyone always have to ruin everything that is actually good and enjoyable and important and fun? Word comes this afternoon from Jelly NYC that the future of their now-legendary Sunday afternoon Pool Parties is very much in question. After completing a move to East River State Park from McCarren Park Pool this past summer, Jelly has been informed by the New York State Parks Department and the Open Space Alliance that they might not be able to use the space in 2010. They've got Senator Charles Schumer on their side, though, and they're asking that you contact him as well, to let him know just how pissed you're gonna be if you have to find somewhere new to get drunk on Sunday afternoons next summer. Call him at (212) 486-4430, or email him at phil@schumer.senate.gov. The full press release is after the jump.
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by Mike Conklin
on Wed, Nov 18, 2009 at 2:05 PM
Ok, so it's not at Max's Kansas City. And ok no, John Cale won't be in attendance. And neither will Sterling Morrison, obviously. And they probably won't actually even have instruments with them. But still, Moe Tucker, Doug Yule and Lou Reed will appear together on December 8th as part of the "Live From the NYPL" series at the New York Public Library. The three will be interviewed by Rolling Stone's David Fricke, and chances are Lou Reed will be sort of a jerk but also sort of an awesome genius. If they allow audience members to ask questions, I'm going to be like, "Hey Lou, do you feel bad that if it weren't for that stupid spoken-word interlude thing, my wife probably would have been ok with using 'I Found a Reason' for our wedding song?" Tickets to the event will run you $25, or $15 if you're really young or really old. They're on sale here.
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by Mike Conklin
on Wed, Nov 18, 2009 at 12:20 PM
Carrie Brownstein does a fantastic job over at Monitor Mix—she cares deeply about the music world she's been a part of for so long, first as a fan, then as a member of the mighty Sleater Kinney, and now as a writer. She recently lead a roundtable discussion with the owners of five of indie rock's heaviest hitting record labels— Merge, Matador, Secretly Canadian, Kill Rock Stars and Saddle Creek—about how the role of the record label has changed over the years. It's real nerd shit, but that's ok. They talk about all the same things everyone's always talking about, only their opinions are actually meaningful. Topics covered include file sharing, the relevance of the album format, the rising popularity of vinyl, the definition of indie, and of course, Pitchfork!
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by Mike Conklin
on Wed, Nov 18, 2009 at 10:22 AM
I'm just now getting around to watching the Bob Dylan video for "Must Be Santa," off his incredibly weird holiday album, Christmas in the Heart, and you know what? Bob Dylan is awesome. Bob Dylan in a big white top-hat is awesome, Bob Dylan in a Santa hat is awesome, Bob Dylan playing bartender is awesome, Bob Dylan smoking a cigar is awesome, Bob Dylan dancing and almost doing sort of a pelvic thrust thing (1:09) is awesome, Bob Dylan having the ability to transport himself from one side of a room to another in a split-second like a vampire is awesome, and Bob Dylan looking suspiciously at Santa Claus just moments after a man jumps through a window for no apparent reason is awesome.
Severalhip-hopblogsreported yesterday that Aliyah Najm, Jacida Carter, H. Loraine Smith (pictured), the mothers of T-Pain, Lil Wayne and Ne-Yo, respectively, will be launching a talk show sometime next year on an unspecified network. Despite boasting an all-star roster of hip-hop matriarchs the show sounds boring as can be. According to Mama Pain: "Our vision is to be a premier talk show that delivers a creative and informative format that assists viewers in educating and solving challenging issues." And what could we call such a dull talk show? How's about Dinner Table Discussions? Yep, sounds fun, don't it.
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by Jon Blistein
on Wed, Nov 18, 2009 at 9:03 AM
Hey everyone, the music industry’s savior has arrived! No its not a ban on file sharing, or a decent subscription service, or a genuine attempt to get past all that soreness from when the RIAA decided to go crazy and sue everyone when Napster came out, thus cementing itself as just another mass corporation more concerned with its profits than the product it produces... Actually, it’s Oprah!
Yesterday, Variety posted an article on the pretty significant impact Winfrey has on the music industry. Basically it boils down to this: If Oprah can convince a whole bunch of people to spend their summer reading three Faulkner novels like she did back in 2005, she can help Michael Buble sell 132,000 albums in three days like he did in October. Hell, Warner Brothers actually pushed up the release date of Buble’s album to correspond with his appearance on Oprah. And if propelling Michael Buble to number one on the Billboard charts wasn’t enough to convince you, sales for Whitney Houston’s comeback album “I Look To You” jumped 77% after she was on the show, and Filipina pop singer Charice sold 60,000 singles after an appearance in September. I mean for the love of God, Journey was on her show in October, and their latest album—which (a) has been out for a year already and (b), holy shit, did you know Journey released a new album?—moved 10,000 copies the following week. In fact, according to Billboard’s “Maximum Exposure,” Oprah is now the second best way an artist can get their music out to the public, the first being an Apple commercial.
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by Mike Conklin
on Tue, Nov 17, 2009 at 2:52 PM
In yet another infuriating, collector-baiting move from the Pixies, it's been announced that the band is selling recordings from each show on their current tour in celebration of the 20th anniversary of the album Doolittle. Fans will have the option to buy a $14 USB bracelet containing MP3s, a $23.50 limited edition CD, or a much less fun digital download code, which will also set you back $14. Other, much smarter fans will choose instead to just fucking listen to Doolittle and remember what it was like before the Pixies started embarrassing themselves.
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by Mike Conklin
on Tue, Nov 17, 2009 at 1:42 PM
In one of the most pleasant developments of my day, England's Rock and Roll Magazine of Record, NME, just published its 100 Greatest Albums of the Decade list, and they've got Is This It? by the Strokes as number one. Debatable? Of course, but at least it's not by Radiohead. Or, like, the Arctic Monkeys. Also debatable? Whether it's worth including one hip-hop album (The Blueprint, obviously) that isn't by the Streets.
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by Mike Conklin
on Tue, Nov 17, 2009 at 1:10 PM
The video for Alicia Keys new single, "Try Sleeping With a Broken Heart," made its way online this morning, and it's about a woman with healing powers or something. Totally not important. Fast-forward to 1:22, though, where you'll notice that a car has killed a dog and knocked over a bright orange distribution box belonging to a certain free, pocket-sized biweekly magazine.
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by Lauren Beck
on Tue, Nov 17, 2009 at 11:24 AM
With so much talk about sagging album sales and struggling record stores and the recession and the likelihood that we're all going down with the swine flu, it's easy to forget that there are some pretty awesome listener-supported radio stations out there fighting to keep their heads above water too. Jersey-based WFMU is one of the best—it's currently the longest running freeform radio station in the country, meaning their content is controlled by individual DJs and not prepackaged by some global media company based in Texas (that's you, Clear Channel). To combat falling over $100,000 short of their fundraiser goal this March and loosing the lease on their main transmitter site, they're taking a bit of a drastic measure and holding a 24-hour marathon from 7pm today to 7pm tomorrow with hopes of raising enough money to stay on air through the winter months. They're selling some swag over on their pledge page; check it out and make a year-end donation, won't you? Then listen in at 91.1 FM in the NYC/metro Jerz area or online here.
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by Mike Conklin
on Tue, Nov 17, 2009 at 10:41 AM
My favorite thing about rappers and pop stars is when they seem to surprise themselves by having the desire to act like actual artists by creating something with the purpose of communicating real emotions. It doesn't happen very often, of course, and for 50 Cent, it's only actually happened once.
In an interview with MTV News, he spoke candidly about each of his four full-lengths. Get Rich or Die Tryin, he reminds us, was the highest-selling debut hip-hop album of all time. His follow-up album, The Massacre, was the record he made when he was fat. And his third album, Curtis... well, that one was capital-A Art.
"This right here is my artist album — Curtis, album three. I had to name this album Curtis. My grandfather's Curtis Sr., his first born is Curtis Jr., I'm his first grandchild, I'm Curtis James Jackson III. And that's why my third album is titled Curtis. I attempted to make this album human. That was my outline for what the record should be. I wrote 'Straight to the Bank,' I put laughter in the record — that was one of three records. I wrote what I felt what was representation of joy. I wrote 'I Still Kill' featuring Akon. 'I Still Kill' had the aggression, anger. 'Ayo Technology' was love, sex. I put a lot of different things into this album, and I found a new place musically collaborating with all the talented artists on this project. What's interesting is I came up with the concept before Before I Self Destruct and wrote four demo tracks before I decided to go with Curtis because I knew Before I Self Destruct would impact harder behind this."
Then he talked about the new one, Before I Self Destruct, and he definitely likes it, but it's not clear if he thinks it's art. Click through to see what he had to say! But also feel free not to!