Monsters of Folk at No. 15 on Billboard; Lincoln Calling Day 1 is tonight; Column 240 is a rehashed mashup…
The self-titled debut by Monsters of Folk sold 34,547 physical copies in its first week of sales, good enough to weigh in at No. 15 on the Billboard chart, according to Homer's General Manager Mike Fratt. The album by the so-called indie supergroup that features Conor Oberst, M.Ward, Jim James and secret weapon Mike Mogis also sold 17,369 digital copies since it became available a few weeks prior to the physical release. That put Monsters of Folk at No. 7 on the digital sales charts.
Those aren't bad first week numbers, but it's no Bright Eyes. Fratt pointed out that of the three amigos releasing music on their own, Bright Eyes is the clear best seller, followed by M. Ward then My Morning Jacket. "Conor (as Bright Eyes) is a few thousand units away from gold (500k) with Wide Awake," Fratt said. "Ash is around 250k, and Lifted is around 300k. M. Ward has nothing over 100k and MMJ's biggest is in the mid-100k's."
Fratt added that Oberst's solo CDs with Mystic Valley Band are at 100k for the debut and 40k for Outer South.
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The sixth-annual Lincoln Calling Festival kicks off tonight with a full slate of shows. Tonight's schedule and prices are below, or you can get details at the Lincoln Calling Facebook page.
Pricewise, the right answer is to get a $30 wristband that lets you into all the shows for the entire five days. It's available from e-tix right here.
If I were heading to Lincoln tonight, I'd definitely be checking out the duo-stages at the Bourbon featuring SF glam act Sleepy Sun and Nebraska's very own Eagle Seagull. Actually, I'd also scamper on over to the Zoo Bar for New York rock-folkies The Rosewood Thieves. And of course, I'd check out the streetcorner buskers (including the fetching Nicole LeClerc outside the Bourbon at 7:10).
Here's the sched…
Wednesday, Sept 30
Bourbon Theatre -- Doors at 8 p.m., $10 for 18+ 9-9:45 Assemble Head in Sunburst Sound (main stage) 9:45-10:15 Gold Lions (front room) 10:20-11:20 Sleepy Sun (main stage) 11:25-11:55 Life of a Scarecrow (back of main room) 12-1 Eagle Seagull (main stage)
Duffy’s Tavern -- doors at 9 p.m., $5 for 19+ 9:30-10 Sundays Best 10-10:30 Diamond Kazzoo (beer garden) 10:30-11:15 The Wildbirds 11:30-12:30 The Amalgamators
Zoo Bar
early -- doors at 6 p.m., $4 for 19+ 6-6:45 Ember Schrag 7-7:45 Tsumi 8-8:30 Once a Pawn
late -- doors at 9 p.m., $8 for 19+ 9-9:30 Manny Coon 9:40-10:20 Outlaw Con Bandana 10:40-11:20 Dead Trees 11:40-12:40 The Rosewood Thieves
Bricktop -- doors at 10 p.m., free for 21+ DJ Spence Jim Reilly (bday DJ set) Bentone Note: DJs will determine rotation
Duggans -- doors 9 p.m., free for 21+ Open mic night; Rob from Duggan’s will facilitate
Songwriter Power Ranger street corner stomp -- free (obviously) 6:30-7 Darren Keen (Bourbon) 7:20-7:50 Son of 76 (Duffy’s) 7:10-7:40 Nicole LeClerc (Bourbon) 7:30-8 Chanty Stovall (Duffy’s)
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This week's column is an opportunity to catch up on some of the news that has appeared in this-here blog over the past couple weeks. So if you're a regular reader, you've already seen a version of this mashed-up commentary. I include it here for posterity's sake (there have been a couple adds and edits).
Column 240: Ship Jumpers But what price of fame?
A couple weeks ago, Tokyo Police Club announced that it had signed an exclusive U.S. recording deal with record label mom+pop, ending its relationship with Saddle Creek Records that began in July 2007. "The band is currently recording its second full length album, with an expected release projected for early 2010," said the band's PR folks.
Mom+pop was formed in 2008 by the owners of Qprime, "one of music's most respected management firms, with a roster featuring the likes of Metallica, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Snow Patrol, Muse, Silversun Pickups and The Mars Volta," the release said. The record label's roster, however, is tiny, and includes Josha Radin and An Horse.
Not surprisingly, Saddle Creek Records was not mentioned in the press release. None of this made sense to me. Why would TPC jump ship? Did this have more to do with Qprime than mom+pop?
"The band wanted a label with the resources and willingness to put a large amount of money into a commercial radio campaign, and that's not something that we as a label have traditionally bought into or were willing to do," said Saddle Creek label executive Jason Kulbel, who runs the label with Robb Nansel.
So this tiny mom+pop has the cash for something like that, or are other deep pockets involved? "I would assume that being backed by Qprime would mean they have some money to spend and experience in the commercial radio world," Kulbel said.
Conversely, I would assume that everyone at Saddle Creek was disappointed, considering that TPC's 2008 effort, Elephant Shell, is one of the label's best-selling recent releases.
"I can't say that we are not disappointed," Kulbel said. "You don't really start working with a band to only do one record. That said, we were well aware of the situation. It's not like we were blindsided or anything. We have been talking on and off for months, and when the band decided on a road to go down, we were made aware and they asked us if it was something we would be interested in doing."
The answer was no. Incidentally, Kulbel said Saddle Creek got nothing (no buy-out or whatever) as a result of TPC going to mom+pop.
The whole thing is depressing. To some, TPC represented a new wave of powerhouse indie bands that would guide Saddle Creek into the next decade after the label lost two of its triple-crown acts -- The Faint (who left to start their own label) and Bright Eyes, a band that Conor Oberst announced would be sunsetted after a final album on Saddle Creek sometime in the future. Oberst's solo albums with Mystic Valley Band are released on Merge Records, and the new album by Monsters of Folk was released on LA's Shangri-La Music, a label owned by millionaire/international playboy (I'm not kidding) Steve Bing, who I've been told made Oberst and his compatriots an offer they simply could not refuse.
As far as major earners go, that leaves Creek with the ever-faithful Cursive/The Good Life, and the upcoming Azure Ray album. And of course, there's that extensive back catalog, which is probably enough to sustain them as another generation discovers The Faint and Bright Eyes (and Cursive). Creek has the luxury of owning these musicians' best albums.
Still, it would be nice if even one of Saddle Creek's recently signed acts -- Old Canes, UUVVWWZ, Rural Alberta Advantage or Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson -- could ignite as brightly as TPC did out of the gate.
Speaking of Monsters of Folk, over the past couple of weeks dozens of reviews of their new album have been printed and posted. The only one that will be looked upon as "relevant" went live last week at Pitchfork. The undisputed king of tastemakers gave the album a 6.5 (out of 10) -- a luke-warn rating that's become standard-issue for all Omaha-affiliated indie rock releases.
Pitchfork (along with everyone else) compared the "super group" to The Traveling Wilburys -- which is apt, right down to the production on some of the songs. I'll play along. For me, Jim James, with his irresistible voice, is Roy Orbison. Oberst, who wrote the best songs on the album, is (of course) Dylan, which puts M.Ward in the George Harrison slot (some might say inappropriately, as James just released a sleepy Harrison tribute EP). That makes Mike Mogis a modern-day Jeff Lynne -- in fact both produced their respective albums.
While Mogis' production and the fact that the four members played all the instruments were efforts designed to "hold it all together," the record still sounds like a collection of songs by the individual artists instead of a cohesive album by a singular band. The M.Ward songs sound like Hold Time rejects, the Conor songs could have come off a Mystic Valley album, and Jim James is Jim James. For fans of those records, this could be a real coup rather than a let-down.
For me, it's all somewhat... predictable. "Say Please" -- their "Handle with Care" -- is the most radio friendly of the bunch. And since they decided to go with the millionaire (Shangri-La Music), efforts will be made to get the track shoved down radio programmers' throats, and placed in "heavy rotation" in hopes of hypnotizing The Great Wad that needs to be told -- over and over again -- what to listen to. I guess that's what these guys and TPC wanted after years of flourishing in indie obscurity.
Oh, but what price fame? TPC and the Monsters will find out soon enough. Because there's one thing that Saddle Creek provided that money can never buy, something that has to do with the ability to look at yourself in the mirror.
Alessi & Jake in Germany; Cursive in Vegas; Young Widows cancels; Fathr^ tonight...
A few newsy items from the Googlenet:
An interesting interview was posted today on U.K. website egigs.co.uk with Alessi Laurent-Marke, the charming U.K. singer songwriter who briefly made Omaha her home a couple summers ago. Alessi talks about Nebraska, Saddle Creek and what she's up to now -- which includes a December tour of Germany with Neva Dinova's Jake Bellows.
"…we became friends when I was in Nebraska and he's the fellow that sings on 'The Horse' and does all the harmonies and backing vocals for that record and he's a fantastic singer in his own right, and I thought it would be fun to play some solo stuff together in December, both here and in Germany," said Alessi in her typical never-ending-run-on-sentence speaking style. "It will be the first time either of us have played in Germany, so it will be good to share it with a friend." Read the whole interview here.
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Tim Kasher's latest stage apparel: Flip-flops, according to this review in the Las Vegas Weekly of Cursive's Sin City show last Thursday. Critic Laura Davis raved about the performance that included Kasher making a dive into the mosh pit and the band playing a cover of "Get Me To the Church on Time." Ironic? Only the insiders know for sure.
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A kind reader posted on the webboard (here) that one of the opening bands for tonight's Thursday concert at Slowdown -- Young Widows -- canceled (including the rest of the tour) for personal reasons. The band's myspace page confirms this. The show will go on, however, with the headliner and the other openers -- The Fall of Troy and La Dispute. Tickets are $20; show starts at 7:30.
Also tonight, Wovenhand, a project by former 16 Horsepower frontman David Eugene Edwards, plays at The Waiting Room with Fathr^ featuring Clark Baechle (drum), Dapose (electronics, guitar), James Cuato (saxophone) and Willy (saxophone). $10, 9 p.m.
Live Review: Amazing Baby, The Entrance Band; Social Distortion, Sea Wolf tonight...
Oh what it must feel like to be a touring band that's played sold out shows for months opening for other bands and to finally get your own headlining tour and then show up in Omaha and play to an empty room. Such was the case for Amazing Baby. There was only around 20 people in Slowdown Jr. last night (including members of the opening band and bar help). That's got to be a let-down and feel a bit demoralizing, but is something that every new band has to go through. I blame last night's Flogging Molly show, as well as the band for not allowing a local opener on the bill, and myself for not giving the details about opener The Entrance Band in my Amazing Baby write-up.
Fact is, I didn't know anything about The Entrance Band before last night. I found out while talking to one of the few patrons before their set that the band consists of frontman Guy Blakeslee, who's past bands include The Convocation Of..., and Paz Lachantin -- who in addition to being super-model attractive in her 5-inch high heels is something of a legend who can count among her former bands A Perfect Circle, Zwan and The Chelsea -- a band with Melissa Auf de Maur. Lachantin also played on albums by Queens of the Stone Age, Jenny Lewis, Jarboe (of Swans) and many more. It seemed like more people were at the show for The Entrance Band than Amazing Baby.
As it turned out, their set was just as riveting as AB's. The trio played a blistering -- but short -- set of psychedelic burn-out music that screamed, thanks to Blakeslee's unreal guitar histrionics and Lachantin strutting around like a Bryant Park amazon holding the entire set together with her bass work.
Amazing Baby followed shortly afterward at around 10:30 and played a half-hour, six-song set. I thought maybe they short-changed us because of the crowd, but they only played six songs at The Troubadour last week, too. Despite the embarrassingly empty ambiance, their performance was "spirited" (to say the least) with a blinding LED/laser light show and fog machine (see photo). Yeah, they deserved a better crowd, but what are you gonna do? It was a Sunday night after a hard-rocking weekend. Hopefully the empty room won't discourage them from coming back...
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I skipped Os Mutantes Saturday at The Waiting Room and am sorry I did. I'm told by people who were there that it was an amazing show and a decent-sized crowd. Friday night I hung out at The Saddle Creek Bar and caught a set by The Foghorns, a Seattle-based anti-folk roots rock band complete with tuba whose influences -- John Prine, The Velvet Underground and Violent Femmes -- were apparent in their music -- a great set played in front of a smattering (maybe 12) of people.
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Tonight at Sokol Auditorium, it's the return of Social Distortion -- a band that you gotta love because all you need is one of their albums (or songs?) and you've got the entire catalog. No openers are listed on the Sokol website. Show starts at 8 p.m., tickets are an unreal $30.
Also tonight, LA indie band Sea Wolf, riding high after one of their songs was used in a Chevy Malibu commercial (another was in a RadioShack ad), is playing at Slowdown Jr. with Port O'Brien & Sara Lov. $10, 9 p.m.
Os Mutantes, T.A.T.E. tonight; Yuppies Saturday, Amazing Baby Sunday...
What to do tonight?
Legendary Brazilian psychedelic band Os Mutantes is playing at The Waiting Room. They just released their first new album in 35 years, Haih Or Amortecedor, on ANTI-. The odds are pretty good that you'll never get another chance to see them in Omaha. With that in mind $20 is a steal. Get your tickets while you can. The show starts at 9 with opener DeLeon.
Tonight's The Airborne Toxic Event show at The Slowdown is sold out, so if you don't have tix yet, you're out of luck. Opening is Red Cortez and The Henry Clay People. 9 p.m.
Other options tonight include Rhymes with Orange and Andrew's Ave. at The Sydney; $5, 9 p.m. And The Foghorns, John Fino and Western Electric at The Saddle Creek Bar, where there's never a cover charge. Starts at 9 p.m.
Tomorrow night (Saturday) Yuppies is playing at The Sydney with Noah's Ark Was a Spaceship and Lightning Bug. $5, 9 p.m. Yuppies will be hocking their fresh new 7-inch with Noah's Ark for $5. Editor's Note: UUVVWWZ was originally supposed to play this show.
Meanwhile, up the street at The Waiting Room, it's a night of independent hip-hop with Brother Ali, Evidence, Toki Wright and BK One. $13 now/$15 DOS. 9 p.m.
Everyone's favorite local power-pop band, The Third Men, are playing at The 49'r Saturday night with Spartan Apartments. $5, 9:30 p.m.
Finally, Mitch Gettman, OK Hemmingway and Lisa Donnelly are playing at The Saddle Creek Bar Saturday, where there's never a cover charge. Show starts at 9.
Last but not least, Amazing Baby is playing at Slowdown Jr. on Sunday night with The Entrance Band. Tickets are a mere $8 (cheap!) and the show starts at 9.
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A correction to my Phoenix live review that was posted on Tuesday…. I said that the band was on V2 Records in the U.S. Jesse Stensby, vice president/radio rep at Vitriol Radio Promotion, e-mailed to point out that Phoenix's U.S. label is Glassnote. That's what I get for half-assing it by using Wikipedia as a source instead of AMG (another Wiki entry said that Astralwerks was their U.S. label).
So what/who exactly is Glassnote? I did a Google search and discovered their website, which listed Phoenix's labelmates as Secondhand Serenade, Jonas Sees in Color, The Temper Trap and Justin Nozuka -- all bands that I've never heard of, though many apparently have appeared on television. According to the site, "Glassnote Entertainment Group is a full service independent music company founded by Daniel Glass, one of the most accomplished and respected music people in the industry."
The site goes on to say that "Through Glassnote, Mr. Glass has created the next-generation Music Company. It can be looked at as a rebirth of the great independent record companies, Chrysalis, Motown, Atlantic and Island, but built for the ever-changing marketplace."
Maybe so. Certainly Phoenix was a great catch. The question, of course, is how did they do it. Here, we turn again to Wikipedia, where we discover that Daniel Glass worked at Chrysalis Records back in 1983 as the director of new music marketing, where he worked with Pat Benatar and Huey Lewis and the News, among others. He next headed to SBK Records where he was vice president of promotion, responsible for bringing us such break-out acts as Jesus Jones and Vanilla Ice. After that, he started Rising Tide Records for Universal, and then joined Danny Goldberg at Artemis Records in '99. Which brings us to Glassnote, where he's the CEO.
With that kind of provenance, it all makes sense, sort of. Anyway, apologies for the error.
Just posted, an interview with Amazing Baby frontman Will Roan. He talks about the band's first headlining tour, musical influences (among them, T.Rex -- no surprise) and the making of their latest album. Read it here.
They've got a huge amount of buzz surrounding them, considering that they've been around less than two years. I mentioned this to Roan, who was quick to point out that they've all been in other bands. He says their quick rise to national attention has more to do with hard work. "I've been playing music since high school, and everyone else for longer than that," Roan said, "and we've never worked as hard as we have on this project."
It doesn't hurt to have a label like Shangri-La Music, the same label that also released the Monsters of Folk album. "They are a new label that has a lot of hard-working strong music lovers and lot of energy at their disposal, so to speak," Roan said. "They're interested in trying to keep music alive, where I think a lot of labels that have been around for awhile don't know their asses from their elbows." Maybe so, but it also doesn't hurt that the owner of Shangri-La is a multi-millionaire who appears to be doing this for the fun of it. I pointed this out to Roan, and didn't get any arguments.
None of that is in the story. Also missing is the routine question about Omaha. Roan has never been here before, but has some connections. "I got kicked out of a band that had Willy Mason in it," he said. "His brother, Sam (Mason) was in one of my first bands, too. Willy signed to Team Love at the time Bright Eyes was really big. SPIN had just done a huge article on Saddle Creek in 2003 when I was a freshmen in college. And Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson (who just signed to Saddle Creek) is a close friend of mine from Brooklyn. I always have a beer with him before I go away on tour. I know Omaha is kind of a speck on the radar of the world, but it's had a huge impact.
Anyway, read the story, then go out and get your tickets to their show Sunday night at Slowdown Jr. It's a mere $8.
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Tonight at O'Leaver's, Boy Noises plays with San Francisco band Rademacher. $5, 9:30 p.m.
Column 239: Lincoln Calling at 6; Review: Monsters of Folk; Built to Spill tonight...
Lincoln Calling starts a week from today, and as I neglected to mention in the column (though people will find it on their Facebook page, I suppose) is that all-access full-weekend wristbands are a mere $30, which is a steal. I stand by my claim that it's time for Lincoln Calling to "grow up" and start doing things that other successful festivals do, like advertise and find sponsors. It's amazing how well Buckley's done without those two basic elements all of these years. I've never met anyone more concerned (afraid?) of making money, but he makes a couple good points. He said the only thing he remembers from the Maha Festival is that Alegent was the sponsor, and the only thing he remembers from the Gomez concert in Memorial Park was the cell phone company drones screwing up the introduction before the band went on stage (saying that they were touring their new album, Bring It On, which was released sometime in the late '90s). That said, I think LC could maintain its integrity and level of quality AND involve sponsors. Why do so many people around here think that making money is such a bad thing?
Column 239: Growing Pains Lincoln Calling at Year 6
I like to give Lincoln Calling organizer Jeremy Buckley shit. I love to bust his proverbial, music-loving balls. Why, you ask, would I mentally torture this all-around good guy whose selfless efforts have produced one of the state's biggest, most successful indie music attractions? Because it's fun, and because I only want Mr. Buckley to continue to succeed, though he's done just fine without me, thank you very much.
What have I been busting Buckley's ever-loving balls about? First let's take a glance at this year's Lincoln Calling festival, which will be held Sept. 30 through Oct. 3 at eight venues throughout the downtown Lincoln metroplex. I would list all the bands and all the times and all the venues, but they only give me 900 words for this column, kids, and that would take up most -- if not all -- of my space. So I suggest you do the right thing and go to Facebook.com and search for "Lincoln Calling 2009," where Buckley has created a nice fan page that gives all the deets.
For now, let me list five things that make this year's Lincoln Calling Festival different than the past five years'.
Difference 1 -- Instead of walking with hat in hand to every venue asking to use their stage for the event, venues for the first time have actually come to Buckley. Both The Bricktop and Marz Bar asked how they could get involved. So look for early band sets at both clubs, followed by DJs the rest of the evenings.
Difference 2 -- Duggan's Pub is back. Buckley said he stopped using them two years ago after "having problems with the employees," that included shutting down the bar before the final band of the evening performed. "(Anonymous American frontman Matt) Whipkey wasn't very happy to be told to go f*** himself," Buckley said. "After that, I didn't want to deal with their shenanigans." Duggan's wanted back in and assured Buckley that he wouldn't have any problems.
Difference 3 -- Metal and punk have been added to the line-up. "I don't know about bands in those genres," Buckley said. So he turned to someone who does named Rich Johnson, who helped him find 10 angry young bands to add to the line-up.
Difference 4 -- The weekend falls on the first Friday of the month, when local art galleries switch out their shows. To recognize this and the fact that so few women are involved in local festivals, Buckley organized the Women of Music First Friday art show at Duffy's from 6-9 p.m., followed by bands invited to play by the artists themselves.
Difference 5 -- The first annual Lincoln Calling Merch Madness Market, a swap meet/flea market/garage sale held from 4 to 8 p.m. Sunday at The Bourbon Theater. "It's a place where any band can sell merch and gear," Buckley said. Want to sell your junk? Buckley said to contact organizer Malcom Miles on Facebook or "just show up with your merch and you'll be fine."
One "difference" that didn't make the list -- Knickerbocker's is not involved this year after a disagreement over hold dates. Buckley said Knick's gave away a crucial agreed-upon date -- intended for Minneapolis act Heiruspecs -- without notifying him. "What if I'd signed the contract and found out afterward I couldn't do the show there?" Buckley said. "I'd still have to pay the band."
Buckley blames the fact that he books shows at The Bourbon Theater, and before that, the late-great Box Awesome -- both in competition with Knick's for shows. "In my opinion, Lincoln Calling is a separate thing," he said. "The whole point is to get the kids at UN-L to pay attention to our music scene."
This year Buckley also had a particularly challenging time weeding though all the bands that now want to participate, and telling some of them "no." Not surprisingly "people get mad when they're not involved." Really? He said the only ones being left out, however, are those with "entitlement" mentalities or that simply don't make sense in the grand scheme of things.
Consider these problems growing pains. It's what happens when people begin to recognize your success, and want to be part of it. Buckley's favorite example: "I got a text message from (Cursive's) Ted Stevens asking if he could play," Buckley said. "My response was, 'Are you kidding me? You're Ted Friggin' Stevens!" Look for Stevens as part of the festival's closing night at Duffy's.
Buckley's attendance targets are modest. Last year he said Lincoln Calling drew 2,300, not including bands and venue personnel. This year he's shooting for 2,500 paid participants.
That's impressive, but it's also reaching the ceiling for what is essentially a one-man DIY festival. If Buckley wants to get to the next level, he'll need to explore sponsorships, something that he's always been skittish about. "I don't watch TV or listen to the radio because I don't like commercials," he said. "I don't like people telling me what I should buy."
That's magnanimous, but Buckley also realizes that with sponsorship comes more money, which means more for the bands (That's right, bands actually get paid to play at Lincoln Calling) and more money to attract larger out-of-town acts. The chance to sponsor what has become the largest, longest-running independent music festival in Nebraska should be a no-brainer for any Lincoln business. The only problem is that Buckley doesn't know how to go about it, which is what I've been busting his balls about.
"I guess I need to learn how to look for and ask for sponsors," he said, adding that if anyone knows how to set up LC as a 501c3, he's all ears. "This has gone from being a fun hobby to an opportunity to help make Lincoln a music town."
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The Monsters of Folk made their network television debut last night on The Tonight Show with Conan O'Brien. There wasn't much mystery as to what they were going to sing since "Say Please" is the first "single" and one of the few songs on the album that features all three vocalists. Conor certainly stood out in his colorful aviators -- the only one in the band to wear sunglasses during the performance. All wore suits. Well, you can see it for yourself below. It was as good as any typical Oberst late-night performance.
Over the past few days dozens of reviews of their new album have been posted online. Of course the one that will be looked upon as the most "relevant" went online today, at Pitchfork (here), where the album was given a 6.5 -- the standard-issue rating for any Omaha-affiliated indie rock release. The writer is obviously a Jim James fan.
I've been listening to the album for the past few weeks. We all know that there was no way it could live up to the hype that's been generated since it was first discussed in, what, 2007?
Like the Pitchfork writer and everyone else, it is virtually impossible not to compare this "super group" to The Traveling Wilburys, right down to the production treatment on some of the songs. So who is who? Jim James, with his irresistible voice, has to be Roy Orbison. Conor, who wrote the best songs on the album, is (of course) Dylan, which puts M.Ward in the George Harrison role (some might say inappropriately as James just released a Harrison tribute EP) and makes Mike Mogis Jeff Lynne (who produced the Wilburys' albums along with Harrison).
As successful as those Wilburys albums were (the first one went 3x platinum in the U.S.) they never did much for me. And the same holds true for this Monsters of Folk album. Though Mogis' production and the fact that they played all the instruments were designed to "hold it all together," it sounds like a collection of songs by the individual artists instead of a cohesive album by a singular band. I don't know how that could have been avoided. That said, the M.Ward songs sound like stuff off Hold Time, the Conor songs sound like they could have come from the Mystic Valley Band albums, and Jim James is Jim James. So for fans of those records, this could be a real coup rather than a let-down.
I hate to sound like a homer, but my favorite moments come mostly from Oberst. "Man Named Truth" is the best song he's written in years. "Ahead of the Curve" sounds like a slowed-down, down-cast version of "Souled Out," and I like it. In fact, I like this record better than the last Mystic Valley album. The other standout track is M.Ward's lovely, dreamy "The Sandman, the Brakeman and Me." The best part about the Jim James' songs are his voice. His "Magic Marker" is pretty, but sounds like he took a huge bong hit before he wrote the lyrics.
The rest of the album is somewhat forgettable. "Say Please" -- their "Handle with Care" -- is the most radio friendly. One assumes that since they decided to go with multi-millionaire-owned Shangri-La Music that it'll get shoved down radio programmers' throats, and placed in "heavy rotation" in hopes of hypnotizing The Great Wad that need to be told -- over and over again -- what to listen to. I guess that's what these guys want after years of flourishing in indie obscurity.
I, for one, hope that Oberst eventually backs away from all these collaborative projects and gets back to what he does well -- write complete albums, either as Bright Eyes or simply as himself.
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Tonight at The Slowdown it's the return of Built to Spill with Disco Doom. As of this writing, tickets were still available for $20. Do yourself a favor and see one of the best live indie acts currently touring. And bring your earplugs.
Also tonight, Simon Joyner plays songs off his new Team Love-released album, Out Into the Snow, at The Bemis "Cave" (724 So. 12th St.) with Jack Rose. $8 for non-Bemis members, and starts at 8:30
Last night's Phoenix concert at The Slowdown will rank as one of my top-5 favorite shows of 2009. Unlike last weekend's Bon Iver show, I knew what to expect since I've been enjoying Phoenix's Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix album for most of the year. There weren't a lot of surprises. The band came on stage at around 9:15 and proceeded to ignite the sold-out crowd for almost 80 minutes, including a 4-song encore.
The staging was the usual multi-colored strobe bars that were synced with the music; but just as dynamic was the six-man band of Frenchies strutting around like a posse of hipster messiahs dead set on breaking all the little girls' (and a few little boys') hearts. Musically, they were dead-on. Frontman Thomas Mars has one of the most distinctive (and thankfully not unpleasant) voices in current-day indie rock -- a bright, cutting croon that fits the band's Euro backbeat flair. Mars is a cool customer, lying down on the stage during a taut instrumental performed about halfway through the night's set. One could argue that the band's drummer is their secret weapon, and one would be right -- just a terrific, clean, unobtrusive style.
These guys have been compared to The Killers, and I can see where people might think that, especially when they stray from the dancier stuff and try to "rock." But ultimately, Phoenix has brighter, poppier and more endearing songs that don't sound as commercially forced as what The Killers have been throwing out there for the past few years. A friend of mine from Lincoln said to expect the place to turn into a dance party, but I guess he forgot that he was talking about Omaha. The crowd didn't get into it until late in the set, and even then it was the typical shoulder-shrug sort of thing, occasionally punctuated by hands in the air (especially during the encore) -- far from the fevered madness that we're all used to at Faint concerts. I couldn't help but think that I was seeing what eventually will become an arena band in just a few years. Phoenix has been around since the late-'90s and currently records for V2 in the U.S., a division of Universal Music Group. I suspect that they'll be getting the full major-label treatment moving forward (if they aren't already). Photo by Megan McIsaac.
Live Review: Bon Iver; Phoenix; Wye Oak tonight...
I confess to having heard nary a note of Bon Iver music before last week (except for one track off the amazing Dark Was the Night compilation, which if you're a fan of BI, you should run out and buy post-haste). Then last Friday I fell across For Emma, Forever Ago on Lala and was mesmerized and began regretting not having bought a ticket for the show before it sold out (literally within a few weeks after it was announced -- something that's becoming more and more rare these days). Well, my regret turned around as I got on "the list" and joined the throngs Saturday night at The Slowdown. It didn't seem like a crush mob when I entered the club; but I was still unable to get to my usual perch near the stage-left exit doors because of crowd density. I was forced to watch most of the show from the balcony (see blurry photo).
My take on Bon Iver is that he sounds like laid-back Jim James (or Yim Yames as he's known these days) thanks to the high falsetto and the overall winsome-folk style of music. The difference comes from Bon Iver's melodies, which are just prettier and popper than JJ's. Despite being known as a quiet performer, I went ahead and bought a pair of the 50-cent earplugs sold at the bar, and was glad I did. While there was plenty of quiet stuff, more often than not the band pushed the sound level to 8 or 9 (as opposed to 11), driven on one song by three drummers. Tribal? Not really.
As a casual fan, i thought the set was fine, if not a bit one-dimensional (and too short). Based on the overwhelming crowd response, however, I was definitely in the majority.
I still scratching my head as to why the Bon Iver show sold out so quickly. Yes, he's a stalwart presence on the CMJ charts, but he hasn't had the exposure of a Jim James or a Conor Oberst. I suspect I'm missing something…
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There is no lack of hype around tonight's Phoenix show at The Slowdown, which sold out only in the past few weeks. Their new album, austerely called Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix, is pure pop fun, a jump-run of chiming keyboards and clean, quick back-beat rhythms that are as thoroughly inviting as an ocean beach stroll on sun-baked morning in Saint-Tropez. They've been hung with the "'80s synth-rock" label even though their sound is as thoroughly modern as anything on the CMJ charts. Tonight's openers, a Memphis/Sparta Tennessee four-piece called The Features, have been compared to The Kinks, E. Costello and the Elephant 6 contingent. Like I said, it's sold out, and starts at 8 p.m.
No tix? Check out Wye Oak at The Waiting Room with local indie supergroup Our Fox and Midwest Dilemma. $8, 9 p.m.
On the sched this week: Interviews with Amazing Baby and Lincoln Calling.
The Tokyo Police Club situation; Stay Awake, Silversun Pickups, Bon Iver, the weekend…
Some disappointing music news reached me while I was in Chicago this week...
Yesterday Tokyo Police Club announced that it had signed an exclusive U.S. recording deal with record label mom+pop, ending their relationship with Saddle Creek Records. "The band is currently recording its second full length album, with an expected release projected for early 2010," according to the band's PR folks, Nasty Little Man.
Mom+pop was formed in 2008 by Cliff Burnstein, Peter Mensch and Michael Goldstone, the press release said. Burnstein and Mensch are the owners of Qprime, "one of music's most respected management firms, with a roster featuring the likes of Metallica, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Snow Patrol, Muse, Silversun Pickupsand The Mars Volta, among others." The record label's roster, however, is tiny and includes Josha Radin and An Horse.
Not surprisingly, Saddle Creek Records was not mentioned in the press release.
None of this made sense to me. Why did TPC jump ship? Did this have more to do with Qprime than mom+pop?
"The band wanted a label with the resources and willingness to put a large amount of money into a commercial radio campaign, and that's not something that we as label have traditionally bought into or were willing to do," said Saddle Creek label executive Jason Kulbel, who runs the label with Robb Nansel.
So this tiny mom+pop has the cash for something like that. or are other deep pockets involved? "I would assume that being backed by Qprime would mean they have some money to spend and experience in the commercial radio world," Kulbel said.
Conversely, I would assume that everyone at Saddle Creek is disappointed in what happened.
"I can't say that we are not disappointed," Kulbel said. "You don't really start working with a band to only do one record. That said, we were well aware of the situation. It's not like we were blindsided or anything. We have been talking on and off for months, and when the band decided on a road to go down, we were made aware and they asked us if it was something we would be interested in doing."
The answer was no. Incidentally, Kulbel said Saddle Creek got nothing (no buy-out or whatever etc.) as a result of TPC going to mom+pop.
I find it all somewhat depressing. To some, TPC represented the next wave of powerhouse indie bands that would guide Saddle Creek into the next decade after the label lost two of its triple-crown acts -- The Faint (who left to start their own label) and Bright Eyes, who Conor Oberst announced would be sunsetted after a final album on Creek sometime in the future. Oberst's solo albums with Mystic Valley band are released on Merge Records, and the new album by the Monsters of Folk supergroup is being released on LA's Shangri-La Music, a label owned by millionaire/international playboy (I'm not kidding) Steve Bing, who I've been told offered Oberst & his compatriots a deal they simply could not refuse.
As far as major earners go, this leaves Creek with the ever-faithful Cursive/The Good Life and the upcoming Azure Ray album. And of course, their extensive back catalog, which is probably enough to sustain them as another generation discovers The Faint and Bright Eyes (and Cursive). Creek has the luxury of owning these musicians' best albums.
Still, it would be nice if even one of Saddle Creek's recently signed acts -- Old Canes, UUVVWWZ, Rural Alberta Advantage -- could ignite as brightly as TPC did right out of the gate. Only time will tell.
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Here comes the weekend. Tonight at O'Leaver's, The Stay Awake headlines a show that also features Chambermaids and Baby Tears. $5, 9:30 p.m.
The Black Squirrels are celebrating their 3-year anniversary at The Sydney tonight with Lincoln Dickison and 24 Hour Cardlock.$5, 8 p.m.
And of course, Silversun Pickups is playing at Sokol Aud with Manchester Orchestra and Cage the Elephant. $25, 8 p.m.
Saturday night is the long-sold-out Bon Iver show at Slowdown with Megafaun. I only recently became a Bon Iver fan, after listening to the soothing-though-hookfilled For Emma, Forever Ago.
Also Saturday night, The Mezcal Brothers is playing at The Waiting Room with The Mercurys and JJ Willis Band. $7, 8 p.m.
And then Sunday night Capgun Coup is opening for Autolux (along with Mini Mansions). $10 9 p.m.
This is sort of an extension of last week's column about Homer's and buying CDs, etc. The shopping spree took place after I was notified that Homer's got those Feelies reissues in stock that I was looking for last week. Of course once you step into a record store for one thing, you rarely leave without a few others, which is why record stores will continue to be viable businesses, as long as they can keep what we're looking for in stock...
Column 238: Daydream Notion It's never too late to play catch-up...
You've been writing about indie music for how long and you still have never heard Daydream Nation? How does that happen?
It's a good question, received this past weekend at a record store. And it wasn't the only time during that shopping trip that I was met with stunned indignation. I also received blank stares when I asked a couple fellow shoppers whether I should pick up copies of Johnny Cash's At Folsom Prison, The Smiths' The Queen Is Dead and Rolling Stones' Some Girls, all albums that I've never heard, at least not in their entirety.
There is this perception that anyone who considers him/herself a music fan, let alone a rock critic, has heard every seminal album from beginning to end. But it's just not true. The only thing more disturbing and mystifying is that any rock critic would admit to it.
The reasons behind these blatant oversights (or over-heards?) on my part are logical if not flimsy. Let's take the obvious ones first.
You would have to have been raised in a Tibetan cave temple with earmuffs glued to your head to have never heard "Shattered," "Miss You," or god forbid, "Beast of Burden." All are -- and have been -- staples on FM rock radio stations since that classic Stones album was released in 1978. In fact, they've been played so often that it seemed like a waste of money to buy that album when I could hear its best songs (or so I thought) for free on Z-92. A similar logic holds for the recent Beatles reissues. I like Sgt. Peppers…, but I don't feel like paying money to listen to it again even if it has been remastered.
Then there's the case of The Smiths, and the biggest problem with my past record-buying habits. When it came time to replace my vinyl with CDs, I made the mistake of not re-buying the original individual albums where songs first appeared, but instead bought collections -- or "greatest hits" compilations. This has proven to be a costly mistake.
Now whenever I listen to "Babe I'm Gonna Leave You," off Early Days: The Best of Led Zeppelin Vol. 1, I immediately expect -- and want -- to hear "You Shook Me" because it was the track that followed "Babe..." on the band's self-titled debut, where the songs first appeared. Instead, I get "Dazed and Confused." Wrong. When I listen to "Magic" off The Cars' Complete Greatest Hits I expect to hear "Stranger Eyes" right afterward -- the tune that followed it on Heartbeat City. Instead I get "Hello Again." Mistake.
For any true music-lover, Greatest Hits packages are a waste of time and money, especially if you grew up with the original albums. Don't try to nickel and dime your way through your memories, just buy the complete catalog.
The same holds true for bands you think you may like. My first Smiths album was The Best of the Smiths, Vol. 1. I am only now going back and buying the original Smiths catalog and discovering that every song is among their best.
The Johnny Cash oversight is also easy to explain. I've never been a huge Cash fan mainly because my father forced us to listen to KFAB when I was a child working at our family store in Fremont, back when KFAB was a "music station." I got plenty of Cash back then, along with Crystal Gayle, Bobby Vinton and the New Vaudeville Band's rendition of "Winchester Cathedral." That music brings back stale, dusty memories of long Saturday afternoons dealing with stupid, smelly customers.
And then there's Daydream Nation. I didn't start buying Sonic Youth records until Dirty in 1992. I knew of DN's status in underground music, but it was a double album and expensive and hard to find and, quite frankly, there just didn't seem to be a driving reason to buy it back then. When I waved a copy at a local musician and asked, he said, "Sure, you should buy it. You should have bought it 20 years ago."
Maybe. Probably. But if I had, well, I wouldn't have had the experience of listening to it this weekend for the first time, along with the rest of those albums. What I discovered is what I already knew, that the most interesting songs are the ones they never played on the radio, like The Stones "Imagination" or Cash's "25 Minutes to Go," or, really, that entire Smiths album.
Daydream Nation isn't so much a collection of songs as a jangling, nerve-twisting hour-plus of textured noises and gritty college-rock released in 1988, and whose echoes can still be heard today in bands like Los Campesinos, Times New Viking and all of the bands in Omaha's own brutal noise-rock scene.
Daydream Nation is seminal, it is important, and it is also a difficult album to listen to from beginning to end in one sitting. But I did, and I will again and I'll be better off for it. And if you haven't, so would you.
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There are a couple good shows going on tonight, which I'm going to miss because I'm in Chicago for the next couple of days (which is also why you probably won't be getting a blog entry tomorrow).
A bevy of singer/songwriters will be taking over The Barley St. tonight starting at 9 -- Brad Hoshaw, Alex McManus, Kyle Harvey and Chad Wallin. It's like some sort of crazy singer/songwriter summit! $5, 9 p.m.
Meanwhile, up the street at The Waiting Room, '90s indie rock band New Radiant Storm Kings is playing with At Land (reviewed here). $8, 9 p.m.
Only time to tell you about last Saturday night's shows. It felt sort of like one of those Benson festival nights, as I was walking back-and-forth between The Waiting Room and The Sydney all night. Couldn't be helped. Both shows were going on simultaneously, and the ticket prices were so low, $7 and $5, it was worth it to pay for both and do the hiking. It also helped that The Sydney started so late (and went so late).
The evening opened with Boy Noises at The Waiting Room with new drummer Corey Broman proving once again that he's one of the best drummers in town, though I don't know if there was really a night-and-day difference between what he was doing and the former drummer. No matter. The band was in their usual high-flying form despite something being wrong with the mix -- at times Karl Houfak's keyboard parts blared over the rest of the band. Odd. It did bring up the question of how they're ever going to replace Karl (or do without him) once he leaves the band, as his keyboard parts are integral to their music. (See blurry photo).
Next it was down the road to The Sydney for what I thought was Mother Pile but ended up being Life of a Scarecrow playing tight, intricate metal that also was very LOUD. Easily the loudest show I've heard at The Sydney, and probably by design considering the style of music on the night's bill. Halfway through their set I found people huddled outside in the Sydney's tiny new beer garden, seeking shelter from the sound storm. (See incorrectly titled photo).
After that, it was back to TWR for Broken Spindles, though I did catch the last couple songs by Pharmacy Spirits (Always a good time. If you haven't already, check out their new CDR, available at all their shows). Broken Spindles is The Faint's Joel Petersen's side project. It used to be a full-on A/V experience with Joel's hand-made videos projected behind him while he played. Not anymore. Now it's just Joel on guitar/keyboards/vocals, along with a bassist/keyboardist and a drummer. The secret weapon was that bass player, who was phenomenal, playing an aggressive style that reminded me of Tony Levin-'80s-era King Crimson. While there were a few typical Broken Spindles tone poems, most of the set featured thick-beat rock that was almost "danceable." Petersen makes the most out of his deep, monotone vocals (sort of like listening to The Edge sing "Numb"), wisely knowing his limits. I did not miss the ol' video at all, which I used to find distracting and unnecessary (like most performance-projected videos, including The Faint's). (See photo)
Finally, it was back down the street to The Sydney for Techlepathy who was celebrating the release of their debut CD. I've heard Lincoln Dickison and Co. play at least a half-dozen times, and always get lost in their brutal, syncopated noise rock, though this time it was noisier (and louder) than ever.
The crowds at both shows were somewhat lackluster -- by best guess, maybe 60 at TWR and 40 at The Sydney. I blame football season, and if I'm right, it could be a long winter for Omaha music venues, especially on Husker Saturdays.
Live Review: The Pains of Being Pure at Heart; Box Elders in Pitchfork; CD release weekend…
Omaha's indie music scene is perplexing. The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, who played last night at Slowdown Jr., is easily one of the most hyped new indie bands in the U.S. They stormed SXSW this spring after getting a raging 8.4 on the Pitchfork petermeter. I figured the gig in the small room would have sold out quickly. Instead, there was fewer than 100 people in the bar last night -- more evidence that I should never consider a career as a show promoter.
I was less than thrilled by them when I saw them in Austin, calling their music "standard-issue indie with a pop slant that recalled the '90s… well-played, but boring and flat. Very run-of-the-mill…" I've had a few people tell me that was unfair, that I wasn't listening to their songs because of the gauze of hype that enshrouds them. One guy told me last night to just ignore it all and listen to their music. Fine.
He was partially right. Maybe I was unfair as far as the overall band was concerned. The musicians in POBPAH do indeed know how to rock, and yes they've got some very catchy songs in their oeuvre. They certainly were much more alive last night then they were at Emo's in March. The part about them sounding like a '90s band, however, still applies. Pains… sounds like a cross between The Cure and Modern English, with a less-glossy guitar sound.
Their Achilles heel is singer/frontman Kip Berman who simply doesn't know how to sing. He has no tone, no intonation, you could barely hear him, it's as if he didn't know how to use the microphone (i.e., this wasn't the soundman's fault). His singing sounded like a shy boy trying to ask a girl out on a date for the very first time. Backing vocalist Peggy Wang added nothing to the mix (because you couldn't hear her).
This is a classic example of a great band with a nonexistent frontman whose only attribute is his haircut. It's a shame because the music is very pretty and well-played. Then you have that guy up there mewing like he's never sung in front of an audience before. (See action photo).
Which brings us to the opening band, the horribly titled The Depreciation Guild, whose frontman was the guitarist in POBPAH. Compared to Berman, he was a veritable Sinatra. Too bad their music sounded like a tribute to "the shoegaze era" played in the temple of My Bloody Valentine. The three-piece consisted of two guitars and a drummer, and an ill-conceived synth loaded with samples, including lots of wonky keyboard parts. They were at their best when they turned down the sequencer and turned up their guitars.
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Speaking of Pitchfork, it was brought to my attention that indie music's favorite online make-or-break tastemakers reviewed the new Box Elders album a couple weeks ago (here) and gave it a lowly 5.4, saying " …you've no doubt heard the 1960s garage surf of Box Elders before. It just wasn't theirs. Of course, if you put together enough solid hooks, none of that would matter. But Alice and Friends doesn't produce often in that department, relying instead on the kind of raw energy that fuels a good house party." Confused? Then you've never read a Pitchfork review before.
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There are a couple interesting shows going on tonight as we head into the weekend.
Flight Metaphor is celebrating its CD release tonight at The Waiting Room. I haven't seen this band live, and have only casually listened to their new album, Mess, which sounds like a stab at alt-radio rock. Opening is Charm and Skypiper. $7, 9 p.m.
Down the street at The Sydney, Fortnight is headlining a show with California Wives and the mighty Talking Mountain. $5, 9 p.m.
And over at O'Leaver's Yuppies opens for Davila 666 and The Prairies. $5, 9:30 p.m.
Tomorrow night (Saturday) Techlepathy celebrates the release of its new CD, Anthem For Future History, on Speed! Nebraska Records. Opening is Mother Pile and Speed! labelmates Ideal Cleaners. $5, 8 p.m.
Also Saturday night, Broken Spindles plays at The Waiting Room with Pharmacy Spirits -- one of my favorite Lincoln bands -- and Boy Noises featuring new drummer Corey Broman (Dance Me Pregnant, ex-Art in Manila, ex-Little Brazil, ex-Kite Pilot). $7, 9 p.m.
Finally, down at Slowdown Jr. Saturday night, Arts & Crafts recording artist and Milton Ontario natives The Most Serene Republic headline a show with Still Life Still and Omaha's Adam Weaver and the Ghosts. $8, 9 p.m.
The Benson crime problem; sorry, no Feelies; Pains of Being Pure at Heart tonight…
Via Facebook I discovered that a friend of mine was robbed last night at gunpoint in Benson, presumably a few blocks from The Waiting Room. And we all remember when Burke's Pub was held up at gunpoint this past January. I'll say again what I said back then: It's time for the Benson Business Association -- or the bars, venues and restaurants in the area -- to put money in a hat and hire off-duty cops to patrol the streets at night. A network of security cameras also might make a difference, though I don't know who would be responsible for running them. The best answer would be for the OPD to start a foot patrol in the evenings, but with budget cuts I doubt that'll ever happen. Of course we could all start escorting each other to and from the venues, but I don't know how that's going to stop a guy holding a gun.
Crime in Benson is a problem that is going to have to be addressed if the area is ever going to emerge as one of the city's true entertainment centers. I know people who will not step foot in Benson after dark for fear of being robbed. I always thought they were paranoid, but after what happened last night, maybe their fear isn't so unwarranted.
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Well, I went to Homer's Old Market location yesterday to pick up a copy of the reissue of The Feelies' The Good Earth, an album that was ballyhooed in the current issue of Rolling Stone. After pushing past the racks of Beatles' reissues that stood like a barricade at the front of the store, I perused the "Rock" section of the CDs. Hmmm., not only was the reissue not there, but there wasn't even a place-holder for The Feelies in the bins. Clearly they must have moved the CDs somewhere else. There's no way they wouldn't stock what many believe is one of the most influential indie bands in the history of rock music, right?
So I asked the clerk. "The Feelies, is that the name of the band you're looking for?" he asked, seemingly never having heard of them. After a few taps in his computer, he said "Nope. We don't have it." Apparently they didn't order it. I told him how surprised I was, especially with the rather large review of the Feelies reissues in Rolling Stone. He offered to order it for me, but really, who wants to deal with that? I wanted my Feelies CD yesterday. Now I'd have to wait, or check back later. Homer's obviously can't stock every band that I consider to be essential, but it would be nice to at least be aware of what magazines like Rolling Stone consider to be essential. It is, as the kids say these days, an epic fail.
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I'm surprised that tonight's Pains of Being Pure at Heart show at Slowdown Jr. hasn't sold out yet. They were one of the most talked-about bands at SXSW this year, and continue to garner tons of press. If you're interested in going, I suggest you buy your ticket online now rather than risk being disappointed by seeing "Sold Out" taped to the box office window. Opening is The Depreciation Guild and Cymbals Eat Guitars. $12, 9 p.m.
I'm back; contemplating The Beatles; Matt & Kim, Shelley Short tonight...
I've returned from NYC with little if anything to report. My annual trip to Gotham revolves more around sports (U.S. Open, Yankees, etc) than music. The only music-related activity was seeing Hair on Broadway (Not bad, not great, despite the fact that there was full-frontal nudity and it won a Tony for best musical revival). Anyway, it's good to be home.
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Today the world is abuzz over The Beatles remasters. I figured I should run by Homer's and pick up at least one, but haven't been able to decide which. Sgt. Peppers is the classic, but it's also the most burned out in my mind, and years of listening to Rubber Soul, Revolver and The White Album have left me lacking the will to listen to them again. So maybe Help? Beatles music is so ubiquitous, both on radio and television, that it seems like a waste of money to actually buy the albums. I suppose if I were 13 years old and had yet to be introduced to the music that I'd be more excited about the remasters, but anyone my age has been submerged in dollops of The Beatles his/her entire life.
Which is making me think perhaps my money would be better spent buying one of The Feelies reissues, which also come out today (specifically, The Good Earth, which I don't already have).
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This week's column, btw, is last week's piece on Homer's (slightly retooled), though I'm not entirely sure The Reader is going to run it. I guess we'll both find out tomorrow.
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Matt & Kim are playing at The Waiting Room tonight with Honey & Darling. The duo had a hit with "Daylight," which you'll remember from the Bacardi commercial in which it appeared (watch it here -- oh, now you remember). Watching it again makes me want a Mojito. $14, 9 p.m.
Unfortunately Portland singer/songwriter Shelley Short has yet to have one of her songs appear on TV selling anything (Actually, maybe that's not such a bad thing). Instead, you can hear her dreamy music via videos like this one for "Submarine." Or better yet, see her tonight in person at Slowdown Jr., with Alexis Gideon and Omaha musical genius Jake Bellows. $8, 9 p.m.
Lincoln Calling line-up locked in; on family trees; a brief NYC hiatus, and while I'm gone...
Jeremy Buckley, the organizer of the annual Lincoln Calling Festival which runs Sept. 30 through Oct. 5 at seven Lincoln venues, has posted the line-up in Facebook right here. We're talking about 106 bands at 35 shows.
More LC news: This year they're offering an all-access pass that gets you into every show for just $20, but it's a limited-time offer. The $20 price only lasts through Saturday. After that, the all-access pass is $25 through Sept. 12, and then $30 after that. If you live in Lincoln, you can buy a pass at Kinetic Brew inside the Bourbon Theatre, 1415 O St. If you live in Omaha (or presumably anywhere else) you can buy one online at e-tix, right here.
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Lot of chatter about The Omaha World-Herald's official Omaha Music Scene Family Tree, which ran on the front of the paper's poorly named ETA section in the Sunday edition. You can read it online here. The problem, of course, is that the "tree" (which isn't a tree at all) focused almost solely on Saddle Creek Records' artists and businesses, and neglected to mention the hundreds of other musicians and entities that are at the core of the Omaha music scene. As you can imagine, all of those who were left out are a bit miffed. The OWH is the newspaper of record, after all, so its declaration of what comprises the Omaha music scene will be viewed as creed by readers who know nothing about it (which, it would be safe to say, is about 99 percent of the paper's subscribers).
As I say in this thread on the webboard, perhaps a better name for the chart would have been "Six Degrees of Saddle Creek," a play on Six Degrees of Separation and Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon.
In his defense, Coffey did provide this disclaimer: "Omaha's music scene involves more people, bands and venues than could possibly fit on this page. This chart covers the big names, but some items inevitably got left out." But that, apparently, isn't going to be enough to satisfy all those with hurt feelings.
My take on all of this: Everyone needs to suck it up and cut Coffey some slack. The guy is doing things at the OWH that I never thought were possible. Somehow he's managed to break the OWH of the mindset that the only thing worth covering are American Idol-quality Qwest Center acts. I always marveled at how his predecessors -- Christine Laue and Niz Proskocil -- gutted out all those Nickelback and Taylor Dane concerts only to have to go back to the office and write reviews that didn't blow them out of the water.
The OWH sent Coffey to Lollapalooza for godsake, and Coffey has even managed to get the OWH to acknowledge there is an internet outside of Omaha.com. Unlike so many other national newspapers and media outlets, Coffey is allowed to have both a Twitter feed (here) and a blog (here) that are not owned or operated by the OWH. That's groundbreaking. And on top of that, it's good reading. Here's hoping that he can keep the momentum going and that the powers that be at OWH don't rope him back into their odorless, colorless, flavorless stable.
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Well, it's that time of year again when I head to NYC for some rest and relaxation (and as always, if you have any suggestions for must-see or must-eat places in NYC, send them to me). As such, Lazy-i will be on hiatus for the next few days. Judging by the venue calendars, I picked the right weekend to skip town. Here's what I see worth checking out in my absence:
Little Black Stereo, maybe the most lauded band in the Omaha scene that I have yet to see perform live, is having its CD release show at The Waiting Room Friday night with Shiver Shiver, It's True and Another Holiday. $6, 9 p.m.
Also Friday night, Little Brazil is playing at O'Leaver's with Digital Leather and Cloven Path (Hey, didn't they break up?). $5, 9:30 p.m.
While down at Slowdown Jr., Omaha's latest supergroup, Our Fox, is playing a show with Outlaw Con Banana and Dim Light, and it's FREE.
After that, it's looking mighty thin.
I may or may not provide dispatches from Gothem while I'm gone, but I will be updating the ol' Twitter feed (follow me). Have a good holiday weekend.
More notes from last weekend before we get to the column:
-- A couple people commented at MAHA that Little Brazil was as good or better than any of the nationals that were on the big stage. They did sound particularly good, and it makes me wonder why others aren't picking up on their potential (national press, etc.). -- Appleseed Cast was a droning wall of sound, atmospheric and somewhat interesting, though afterward no one would be able to hum one of their songs by memory as there's no central melody to their music (or at least none that sticks out). Hopefully Old Canes, a band that shares some Appleseed members and that just signed to Saddle Creek, will be different. -- Army Navy were a fun band with a solid indie-pop sound that was culminated in the fact that they covered Maxine Nightingale's "Right Back Where We Started From." I'd like to see these guys again at TWR or Slowdown. -- We're still waiting on official word of MAHA attendance. I've been being told (unofficially) that as many as 2,500 tickets were either sold or given away prior to Saturday, and that the landing was packed during G. Love, but that the crowd dwindled to around 400 for Dashboard Confessional. So the question isn't whether MAHA lost money; the question is how much, and was it enough to pull the plug on a festival for next year. I hope not.
-- Matt Beat, the guy behind the Nebraska Pop Festival, clarified that the new Mav Radio HD channel will in fact include all the indie and local music programming that's now at the center of the station, and that the jazz/blues content (mentioned in the Gateway article) would be aired during overnight and hours when the station isn't manned. Now if only people had HD radios…
-- RAT Fest is the first effort of Derek Pressnall's new event "production company" called OAF (Omaha Action Force). Look for more OAF events in the very near future.
Column 236: Festival vs. Festival Three music festivals jockey for patrons on the same weekend.
We decided to leave the car parked in front of Malara's since we were only six blocks from the address on the flier. We've all heard stories about this area of town, seen the walking dead along its sidewalks, read about bodies in dumpsters, have been told that it's no place to go after dark. But we went anyway.
We made our way along 24th Street, open road under orange phosphor street lights, and didn't see a soul let alone a dangerous one. We were fine until we got to Leavenworth and realized we were lost, peering into the closed and empty 11Worth Cafe, looking vainly from building to building, until we spotted a couple guys standing ominously in the shadow of a doorway of an unmarked building across the street.
"Hey guys, do you know where 2406 Leavenworth is?"
"What are you looking for?"
"It's uh... well... uh... we're looking for RAT Fest."
It was nearing the end of a long weekend of festivals, with RAT Fest as the capper. It started Friday night with the Nebraska Pop Festival in Benson. The event actually had started the night before and would run through Sunday night. A four-night festival seemed like a tall order after an already long summer of multi-band festivals, most of them held in Benson. This one, a benefit for UNO's Mav Radio, was a particularly hard sell since the majority of the bands were completely unknown in this market.
So it was no surprise to find upon entering The Waiting Room only about 20 people watching Talking Mountain put on a theatrical show complete with a small bank of colored lights, fog machine and the lead guy in his trademark hand-made furry monster mask. They were followed by a six-piece band from Seattle called Poland that played some amazing pop featuring two violinists, and a NYC band called Strega that sounded as if they had been weaned on Factory Records. Both bands had traveled to Omaha on their own dime -- and weren't making a dime that night -- but seemed happy to be there anyway, playing to a crowd that consisted mostly of other band members.
Nebraska Pop Fest organizer Matt Beat said he was "disappointed" by the weekend's turnout. "We only made $211 for the radio station," he said. "Saturday night was the busiest night, but there were still only about 50 people there (that's including band members)."
On the bright side, he said the bands were phenomenal and "no one seemed to mind that they were not getting paid for the event, despite some of them coming from overseas. As it turns out, if we had to pay the musicians, we would have lost money."
The next day was The MAHA Festival at Lewis and Clark Landing. You couldn't have asked for better weather, but it wasn't enough to bring people to the event. When we arrived at around noon, maybe 100 folks were walking along the patio under Rick's Boatyard Café, checking out the row of concessions while swabbing on free sunscreen offered by Alegent volunteers.
Appleseed Cast sounded pristine on the mammoth stage, if not loud. After their set, Noah's Ark Was a Spaceship played on a small stage atop a walkway just to the west of the main stage. The sound, again, was amazing for an outdoor venue. In fact, the whole MAHA Festival was well run, first-rate and professional. Too bad so few people saw it.
MAHA Fest organizer Tyler Owen didn't have any attendance numbers to pass along on Monday, but said kudos should go to the folks on the ground and the volunteers. When we left after watching Little Brazil rip it up, there were between 200 and 300 people camped out on the patio. I'm told it filled up nicely later in the evening, but I'm guessing that ticket revenues didn't come anywhere near what organizers had hoped for.
And then came RAT Fest.
Any fear we had moments earlier was gone as we made our way up the long dark stairway of the broken-down warehouse where we were greeted by a smiling young lady who took our $5 and directed us to the keg (free beer, but $5 for a cup, you know the drill).
The room -- a former practice space for The Faint and Tilly and the Wall -- looked like a converted Manhattan loft with a stage in one corner and a smattering of comfortable couches and chairs along the opposite wall. I had feared that RAT Fest would be a hipster fest, but there was nothing but smiling faces and people having a good time.
The one-man band Brainworlds played ambient noise-washes that sounded like an undersea sound track -- the only thing missing was whale noises. After him, a new incarnation of Flowers Forever took the stage -- a huge improvement over their original sound -- dancier, more electronic and just more interesting. Six more bands followed before the "fest" ended before 3 a.m.
RAT Fest organizer Derek Pressnall (who fronts Flowers Forever) said around 350 people came through the door by the end of the night. "Not bad considering everything going on in the city and that I put it together a week and a half out," he said.
Not bad indeed.
The three festivals were a portrait in contrasts: The overly ambitious four-night Nebraska Pop Fest vs. the mammoth scale of MAHA vs. RAT Fest's one night in one room furnished in early poverty.
I'll let you decide which was the most successful.
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Tomorrow, Lincoln Calling info, family trees and the beginning of a brief vacation hiatus..