27 August, 2010

Working For A Nuclear Free City Free MP3 Download

Much to my chagrin (and embarrassment),  before today I’d never (to my knowledge) heard any of Working For A Nuclear Free City’s music, but a recent press release about the Manchester band caught my eye, primarily because I totally love the cover of their upcoming album, “Jojo Burger Tempest.”
So I gave the single, “Silent Times” [...]

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23 August, 2010

Dear New Orleans Benefit Album – Buy It Now

As if a new track from The Wrens weren’t enough (and it is, believe me), the MP3 benefit album Dear New Orleans has got 30 other tracks on it, including stuff from Steve Earle, Mike Mills with Bonerama, My Morning Jacket with the Preservation Hall Jazz Band, and the all powerful, bow-down-before-him, I’d-had-too-many-draft-Guinness-stouts-when-I-saw-him-in-Austin-and-didn’t-want-to-say-”hi”-and-risk-embarrassing-myself Wayne Kramer [...]

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10 June, 2010

Lavola FTW!

I’ve written about West Palm Beach trio Lavola before; my article about them appears here, and I’ve posted links to videos of them playing live (like this one that involved officers of the law) as well.
Full disclosure: A little while ago (but well after I wrote the article, just so you know), they approached me [...]

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7 May, 2010

More Lavola Videos From the Indiantown Road Bridge Show

For those of you locals that love you some Lavola, and for anyone else kicking around that gives a shit about local indie bands that make worthwhile musiic, there’s a new Lavola video up on YouTube – this one of them playing the song “Masochist” during the under-the-Indiantown-Road-bridge show that got shut down by the police.
To [...]

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19 April, 2010

Crash Kings Rule OK

I was getting crushed.  It was 7:59 PM in Austin Texas, I was covering South by Southwest, and I was trying to maneuver my ass through the crowd and up to the stage that held the Crash Kings gear.  Crash Kings, for those of you just tuning in, are a three piece out of LA: [...]

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13 April, 2010

Lavola Plays, Cops Come, Kid Bolts

This past weekend, West Palm Beach’s Lavola (who I’ve written about before) played a show under the Indiantown Road Bridge, in Jupiter, and I headed down with a video camera to grab some footage (I’ll thank you in advance for excusing the less-than-amazing audio quality on this).
While they did get their entire set in without [...]

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12 March, 2010

Fuck Shit Stack

Reggie Watts lays the shit down. And the fuck. And makes a stack.
I don’t usually like to simply post links to other blog posts or videos – I’ve always felt like that makes the entire blogging thing a big stupid circle jerk – but occasionally I’ll swalllow my pride along with 15 mg [...]

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24 February, 2010

West Palm Beach’s Lavola: The Best Band You Don’t Know

South Florida natives make great, big noise
It’s close to midnight, and I’m driving through a deserted commerce park in Jupiter. I’m trying to follow sketchy directions on my phone’s voicemail that end with the phrase, “Call me when you’re lost.” Not an issue: I head towards the wall of sound coming from a unit in [...]

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