First, utter hilarity from Spinner, AOL's totally invisible music site/blog thing: James Murphy vs. blogger Hayen Merrit of Telephone Panda (har har har!), re: backlash and uh, Ultimate Combat and um, the fact that Murphy is "a snake." (OBVS!)
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Places we won't be tonight: Ok, look -- it's a Tuesday. I know I live in NYC and all, but this is kind of ridiculous:
Arcade Fire & The National --Radio City Music Hall United Palace Theater SOLD OUT (capacity: 6000 3292)
Ben Gibbard & Dave Bazan -- Town Hall SOLD OUT (capacity: 1500)
Bjork & Spank Rock -- Apollo Theater SOLD OUT (capacity: 1464)
Blonde Redhead & Fields -- Webster Hall SOLD OUT (capacity: 1400)
Amy Winehouse -- Highline Ballroom SOLD OUT (capacity: 700)
Beirut & Final Fantasy -- Bowery Ballroom SOLD OUT (capacity: 550)
That means approx.12,000 10,000 "indie"/"hipster" kids of all persuasions will be concentrated in six venues around the city tonight. Sounds like an Onion story waiting to happen. "Scary sucking void created in LES, Williamsburg on night of six sold-out rock shows."
Seriously, though -- looking at this, I'd say that dude, the music industry's issues are so about internal business disorganization and an aging business model, rather than the lack of alternative revenue potential.
In the meantime, there's some non-packed options tonight and lots of good Wednesday options that still have tickets available -- guess everyone is shooting their wad tonight.
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You clearly need some music for your troubles. Clearly.
Ola Podrida -- Cindy. I doubt the dudes in Ola Podrida wrote this about me, but it would be especially funny if they did -- right? Can we call this country shoegaze? Shoegazey folk? Brought to you by some of the lovely people behind American Analog Set, hence the gorgeous lushness. (myspace)
Nina Simone -- Sinnerman. Posted sort of as an inside joke, but Nina Simone is always good for what ails you. ALWAYS.
Escort -- A Bright New Life. There's a new Escort 12" out -- "All Through The Night". And they're recording a full-length, finally. Rock on, Escort. Please continue to be awesome. (myspace)
Depeche Mode -- Just Can't Get Enough (Dirty South Mix). Well, yes, now that you mention it, I do think you need to have a dance party with yourself, right now. DO IT.
Loose Joints -- All Over My Face (Original Long Version). Oh, why not? Because I deleted this in The Great Achive Purge. And you so need to listen to it again, or for the first time. Either/or. Probably one of the best songs of all time. This is all kind of connected to the James Murphy discussion above, stylistically, at least. (And yes, Pinkie, this is the one with the male vocal instead...)
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Places we won't be tonight: Ok, look -- it's a Tuesday. I know I live in NYC and all, but this is kind of ridiculous:
Arcade Fire & The National --
Ben Gibbard & Dave Bazan -- Town Hall SOLD OUT (capacity: 1500)
Bjork & Spank Rock -- Apollo Theater SOLD OUT (capacity: 1464)
Blonde Redhead & Fields -- Webster Hall SOLD OUT (capacity: 1400)
Amy Winehouse -- Highline Ballroom SOLD OUT (capacity: 700)
Beirut & Final Fantasy -- Bowery Ballroom SOLD OUT (capacity: 550)
That means approx.
Seriously, though -- looking at this, I'd say that dude, the music industry's issues are so about internal business disorganization and an aging business model, rather than the lack of alternative revenue potential.
In the meantime, there's some non-packed options tonight and lots of good Wednesday options that still have tickets available -- guess everyone is shooting their wad tonight.
***
You clearly need some music for your troubles. Clearly.
Ola Podrida -- Cindy. I doubt the dudes in Ola Podrida wrote this about me, but it would be especially funny if they did -- right? Can we call this country shoegaze? Shoegazey folk? Brought to you by some of the lovely people behind American Analog Set, hence the gorgeous lushness. (myspace)
Nina Simone -- Sinnerman. Posted sort of as an inside joke, but Nina Simone is always good for what ails you. ALWAYS.
Escort -- A Bright New Life. There's a new Escort 12" out -- "All Through The Night". And they're recording a full-length, finally. Rock on, Escort. Please continue to be awesome. (myspace)
Depeche Mode -- Just Can't Get Enough (Dirty South Mix). Well, yes, now that you mention it, I do think you need to have a dance party with yourself, right now. DO IT.
Loose Joints -- All Over My Face (Original Long Version). Oh, why not? Because I deleted this in The Great Achive Purge. And you so need to listen to it again, or for the first time. Either/or. Probably one of the best songs of all time. This is all kind of connected to the James Murphy discussion above, stylistically, at least. (And yes, Pinkie, this is the one with the male vocal instead...)
Labels: depeche mode, escort, LCD Soundsystem, loose joints, night of 10000 sold out shows, nina simone, ola podrida, remixes
posted by cindy hotpoint at 1:34:00 PM
10 Comments:
DFA's Champion James Murphy! If that's not a name for a French bulldog, I don't know what it is. And I don't care that I just blabbed my secret dog name.
Also: thank you for posting the Loose Joints demo finally. Now, isn't that better? All things considered, almost anything that Arthur Russell touched turned into gold, but this track is truly special.
Also, speaking of the Onion and James Murphy, did anyone preserve that photo of Mr. Murphy and the Arm's Sean O'Neal for posterity? Because in the instant the shutter opened and closed, space was folded and two planes of reality clashed and got funky with organ, cowbell, and a whole lot of hollering.
You know, it's sort of like having Greg Dulli and Peter Mavrogeorgis in the same room. Or Martin Gore and Carol Channing.
i thought andrew kenny was the amanset person playing in ola podrida. is there another one?
Karen: you're so right, duh. I corrected the text!
Pinkster: Clearly, you need a french bulldog asap. And yes, that demo is superior. And dude, wasn't that picture on his MiEspacia for a while?
(ALSO YOU ARE EVIL, about Carol & Martin. MEAN! Heeh.)
The Arcade Fire/National show was at United Palace Theatre tonight. Which is only capacity of 3000 or so.
Still, Daniel and I made the exact same "everybody here is from Williamsburg" joke on the train on the way to the show.
And, oh, Bjork's fans are SO not hipster. I saw a scary number of non-indie kids at her Radio City show, including many goths and gay dudes.
Thx for the correction, Kathryn! I was so totally obsessed with the Arcade Fire playing Radio City that I forgot about the United Palace shows.
And, get out of my brain -- I actually thought about adding a line that the geriatric goths would be out for Bjork! Ha!
I swear, the train ride home last night was suspiciously hipster-free. Seriously.
Thing is, these shows can't nearly be filled with just Williamsburg kids -- such is the blowup and this thing called the Internet that Beirut, arcade fire, etc has them driving and training in from NJ & LI and Conn; there are so many backpacks and 22 year-old beards in my hipster-parent neighborhood right now that I'm waiting for the inevitable email from my nephew-in-law: "can I stay with you ..." And yes, he has a beard.
This isn't underground anymore. The kids I hated when i was a kid are now into this stuff too.
But Mr. Parnell, isn't it always that way? When the popular kids start to like it, you go underground again, then new scenes happen. We're now experiencing the Collective Soul, Crash Test Dummies, etc. of indie rock. Garden State was indie rock's Singles. Veronica Mars is indie rock's My So-Called Life (except longer-running).
And, ahem, the DM tune's link is broken ... kudos all around except for that though!
Tankboy -- sorry it took so long to fix this one, it was being quite ornery for no apparent reason.
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