A couple of weeks ago, I walked into the office and caught Steve belting out the chorus of "Love Will Tear Us Apart." As surreal and surprisingly awesome as it was, you astute readers out there will know that it was simply practice for his piece "Emotional Rescue," in which he explains why when we're down in the dumps, we shouldn't listen to Joy Division or Gordon Lightfoot, but clever and emotionally distant bands like Talking Heads and New Pornographers. I know I've never cried to Speaking in
Oh, sweet, sweet irony. Remember in the mid-'80s when major labels crowed about how the advent of compact discs would hasten the death of vinyl? A quarter century later, it looks like the (turn)tables are reversed: vinyl's popularity is resurgent while the CD's fortunes are looking as bleak as Iraq's, according to this article in Wired by Eliot Van Buskirk.
Vinyl's sonic superiority long has been an axiom among audiophiles and Neil Young; now the format's popularity is rising, along with sal
Review by Reza Allah-Bakhshi
The Helio Sequence with Modern Memory and The Builders and the Butchers
Detroit Bar
Feb. 28, 2008
Better Than: Not going to see a rad band.
Download: "Keep Your Eyes Ahead" off the Helio Sequence Myspace page.
I arrived at Detroit halfway into Modern Memory's set. The L.A. rockers did their best to work some energy into the room, but sometimes standing still just doesn’t work. Some ginseng would do wonders for this band.
Musically, Modern Memory had their
Colleague Matt Coker recently tipped me off to a cameo appearance I kinda-sorta make in Deja Vu, the new documentary flick about Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young's 2006 Freedom of Speech tour of America, when the foursome hit the road in support of Neil Young's politically pointed Living With War album.
I'm not actually seen in the movie (god forbid), but I'm heard, which is where the kinda-sorta comes in. About 22 minutes into it, as you watch sweeping helicopter shots of downtown Los Angeles and
In the new issue of the Weekly, you'll find Greg Stacy's list of 25 reasons why John McCain sucks. To this, I'd like to add reason #26: He once referred to Bridget, his adopted Bangladeshi daughter, as "this ugly, black thing."
Maybe. Or probably? You be the judge, and read this first-person story from one Ana Dubey, a San Francisco psychologist, who had a creepy close encounter with McCain when she was on vacation about a decade ago. I found it on, of all places, Neil Young's website.
What w
The Time: Thanksgiving, 1976.
The Place: Winterland Ballroom, San Francisco.
The Occasion: The final concert by the original lineup of the Band, with a jaw-dropping number of guests (Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton, Muddy Waters, Neil Young, Joni Mitchell, Van Morrison, Ringo Starr, Dr. John, etc.), all of it preserved forever by Martin Scorsese's cameras in the greatest rock-doc of all time, The Last Waltz.
Ticket Price: A then-scandalous $25, but everybody got a free turkey dinner
Picking the best folk and Americana records of the year isn't nearly as hard as discarding those great records that just didn't feel right stuck in the category.
Releases by Calexico and DeVotchKa felt far too worldly to pigeonhole as folk or country, for instance, while Blitzen Trapper's fantastic Furr smells more like the Kinks than Neil Young. [Editor's note: That's why we put it on our indie-rock list.] We likewise discarded Shearwater's near-masterpiece Rook, despite the fact that the alb
LAist has about 20 artists they say are "confirmed" for Coachella (coming up soon! April 17-19!), and many more that are "rumored"--and given that just about every act of note is "rumored" for Coachella at this point in the year, a classification that's about as meaningful as last night's Golden Globes (though any night when Tracy Morgan and Bruce Springsteen both get to give acceptance speeches is pretty awesome).Here's who they say are confirmed:
It's getting to the point where the idea of the Coachella lineup is actually more appealing than whatever the eventual Coachella lineup will be, even if the actual lineup is really impressive. It's like Spock said, "having is not such a pleasing thing as wanting."So yeah, still no official Coachella bill, but a relatively entertaining fake one has made the rounds, with a mix of heavily rumored names (Paul McCartney, The Killers, Fleet Foxes), reasonable estimates (The Knux, She & Him, Yeasay
Live music when dining can leave you cold or, worse, embarrassed (think maudlin violin players and shuffling trios of Christmas carolers).But if you enjoy the smooth sounds of 60s and 70s guitar classics, combined with a smoky voice, head down to Renaissance Bistro in Brea this Friday or Saturday night to hear Scott Sechman playing just outside. As Scott himself says, he's been around the block, but don't let that put you off: along with his usual fare (The Beatles, The Stones, Neil Young,
The Prospector in Long Beach is about to get a little bit classier tonight. Victorians and ribbons, oh my! Okay so maybe Long Beach band The Victorians don't exactly sound anything like their prim and proper name would suggest, but the sound is pretty polished. This local four piece founded by Brad Lindsay and Erik Trickett (pictured) have been knocking around the dive bar scene for a while and their heartfelt, Neil Young inspired rock-n-roll is always a favorite on Junipero and 7th St. Sport