Sunday, March 29, 2009

Hendo Bendo Podcast # 11


Despite the fact that I was listening to John Fahey for a while this afternoon, I was inspired by Shrimp Cracker to make a podcast featuring some catchy loud fast rocknroll/punk/garage/power pop.
Enjoy

Hendo Bendo Podcast # 11
Tracklist:
Scared of Chaka - Why are you Weird?
Cheap Time - Falling Down
The Shitty Limits - Leave Me Alone
Mind Controls - Trap Door
Reruns - So Alone
The Jet Boys - High Tension Love
Carbonas - Journey to the End
The Marked Men - Ditch
The Bananas - Peanut Butter Cups
Nobunny - Boneyard
The Fliptops - Beat You Up
Hunx and his Punx - You Don't Like Rock n Roll
Nodzzz - Is She There
Supercharger - Gum Flappin' Baby
The Fallouts - Here I Come
The Pets - No Way
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Thursday, March 26, 2009

Little Steven

Sorry for the long post, but here is the speech made by Little Steven at a convention center during SXSW last week. I thought it was worthwhile.

*Steven Van Zandt, Austin Convention Center
SXSW. March 20, 2009.
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Good morning how are we? I see all my people.

Interesting time in our business, is it not?
Now you wish you listened to your parents and went to college, huh?
We are experiencing the biggest changes in 40 years as the main
revenue-producing medium switches from the album to, we don' t know what
yet.
Keep in mind that until the Beatles and the rest of the British Invasion
landed in 1964, the vinyl single ruled what was called the business. it
wasn't exactly the business in truth, it was more like the Wild West with a
bunch of freaks, misfits, outcasts, outlaws, entrepreneurs, renegades and
hooligans running around making it all up as they went along.

Finally in 1967 the Beatles made an album called Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts
Club Band -- you can ask your grandfather to borrow his copy -- and with
that record the album became undeniably king. The difference between 79
cents for a single and $4.95 for an album created a music business.

As I'm sure you've noticed we've now come full circle back to singles and if
you're wondering what 1962 was like, well you're looking at it. And if that
wasn't enough to deal with, just to make it interesting, let's throw in a
little worldwide economic holocaust, shall we?

You thought you were having problems a year ago? Heh, those were the good
old days.

The truth is it might take a year or two but those things will literally
sort themselves out. There will be some revenue model, be it the 360 thing,
subscriptions or whatever, and frankly there have been enough boring
discussions about the mechanics of our business, already enough to last a
lifetime. And as far as the economy, well, Obama's gonna fix the economy so
don't worry about that.

It's the third topic I want to look at today. All we ever talk about is the
delivery systems for the product, the mechanics, the technology, the
infrastructure. I wanna spend just a minute on the topic that never gets
discussed in the music business, and that's the music.

The reason why nobody wants to talk about it, it's understandable because
it mostly sucks. I mean it blows, it's terrible. It's sucking major moose
cock. Who are we kidding here? Nobody's buying records. No shit, they suck.

And I know why. Nobody wants to deal with this but, we have to.
Yeah we are expriencing big changes in the business but more impotrantly,
over the last 60 years or so, we have been witnesses to a crisis of craft.

I started to notice this crisis right around the time MTV appeared, not that
it's their fault. One must assume the video was as inevitable as the
combustion engine, food preservative, the digital format and all those other
horrors of commerce disguised as progress. You could fight it, but you're
better off just adjusting and dealing with it. Save your energy because
you're gonna need it.
And MTV may come back around and save us yet. But more about them later.
Rock n roll is the working class art form. Real rock n roll, traditional
rock n roll. The music you hear every week on the Underground Garage and
every day on Sirius 25 and XM 59, is equal opportunity, regardless of race,
education or how much money you got, since the working class don't think too
much about what is art and what is not. Mostly because they're too busy
working. They spend their time on their craft, the practical useful stuff.
So let's get back to basics for a moment, what is our craft?

Rock n roll had always been a two-part craft, performance and record-making,
and that turned into a three-part craft for bands, when songwriting was
added after the Beatles changed the world.
That self-contained archetype may have been a temporary blip in the big
picture. Recent history started to suggest that the Beatles in that short
little period may turn out to be the exception, rather than the new rule.

It was, after all, our renaissance. That approximate 20-year era, from 1951
to 1971, will be studied for hundreds of years to come and still informs
everything that today is popular music.

So as to our craft -- performance, record-making, songwriting -- what
happened exactly?

The crisis in performance is, I believe, based on one simple fact. When it
started, rock n roll was dance music. One day we stopped dancing to it and
started listening to it and it's been downhill ever since.

We had a purpose, had a specific goal, an intention, a mandate, we made
people dance or we did not work, we didn't not get paid, we were fired, we
were homeless. That requires a very different energy. To compel people to
get out of their chairs and dance, it's a working-class energy, not an
artistic, intellectual, waiting-around-for-inspiration energy. It's a
get-up, go-to-work-and-kill energy.
Rip it up, or die trying.

The advent of the video was just the final nail in the performance coffin, a
coffin that had already been constructed by years of excessive immersion in
ganja, hashish and all forms of water-cooled bong therapy. You didn't have
to make people dance anymore, they were too stoned to dance.
Now you didn't even have to play your instrument anymore. All you had to do
was act like a rock star and bada-bing you were a rock star.

Well now, there's a new trend that's even more dangerous, and this affects
songwriting as well as performance. Bands are starting to skip the bar-band
phase of their development
and I'm seeing it all over the world. The club stage, where ideally you're
still a dance band.
But equally important, you get the opportunity to play other people's songs,
your favorite songs. Analyze them, understand them. All of a sudden, I'm
hearing it's not cool to play other people's songs. That's for the less
gifted, you know, the losers. That thinking has been extended now to include
anybody's songs, you know any songs that didn't come from your personal
musical genius.

This is a major problem. Performance-wise, the energy you discover,
manufacture and harness as a dance band stays with you for the rest of your
life. You never lose that. And the analysis you must do while learning to
play classic songs is how you learn how to write. The melody, this melody
with that chord change, produces this effect. It's how you learn to arrange.
The verses go here, the bridge there, it's how you learn the specific job of
each instrument.

You learn greatness from greatness. Nobody is a born great performer, nobody
is born a great songwriter. The Beatles were a club and bar band for five
years, and then continued playing covers for five albums, the Stones did
about three years and their first five albums. All of a sudden, we think
we're better than them?

Another nefarious infection regarding modern songwriting is the auteur
theory, which means the person singing has to be the person writing or else
it's irrelevant. This became dominant as rock n roll became the art form of
rock. Beginning in 1965, it was the year the Beatles, the Stones, the Byrds
and Bob Dylan influenced each other right into a new art form. Suddenly rock
was personal.

It was important, and an industry of journalists sprang up to explain it to
us. And that was, and is, great, except an inaccurate balance was created
between the post-art-form rock and the pre-art-form rock, keeping in mind
that the art-form rock was only the last quarter of the renaissance.

It was born in the folk-rock era, continued through psychedelic,
country-rock, and into hard rock and the singer-songwriter era, where an
inaccurate emphasis on the importance of the self-contained artist has led
to the ocean of mediocrity we're drowning in today.

Journalists work in words, they love words, they are words, so it's
perfectly understandable they labor under the misconception that lyrics are
the most important part of the song. They are not and let's keep in mind,
there are of course, major journalist exceptions. The two best rock n roll
books are after all Nick Tosches' "Hellfire," the Jerry Lee Lewis story, and
Dave Marsh's "Louie Louie," both about pre-art-form rock and, don't get me
wrong, great lyrics make a song better. I made five political albums and
spent months on the lyrics. Just don't think that's why people are coming to
see your band. Because that is not enough reason. Bob Dylan is the greatest
lyric writer that will ever live, but if he wasn't a great singer and wasn't
able to write, or in the early days steal, great melodies, he'd still be in
the Village at Cafe Wha.

The problem with this imbalance is that singers who don't write or write
about the correct subjects,
aren't taken seriously. And it's true, in spite of Elvis and Sinatra.

The 15 years of pre-art-form lyrics may not seem as important or meaningful
in a social and political way, but as a 13-year-old hearing the super sexy
Judy Craig and the Chiffons sing Ellie Greenwich and Jeff Barry's "I Have a
Boyfriend," don't tell me that wasn't important. More than anything else in
the world, I wanted to be that boyfriend. I still do. That was my "Blowing
in the Wind," my "Day in the Life," or "Sympathy for the Devil," absolutely.
If you wanna write, then learn how to do it.

As one of the great song publishers, like Lance Freed, who were always
encouraging young songwriters to co-write with older ones, said, just like
it's important to perform with a purpose, it is equally important to write
with a purpose. Whether that purpose is to express your most personal
anguish or to simply have a hit record, if you're gonna do it, do it right.

The third part of our craft is record-making and that discipline has almost
completely disappeared.
A record is four things: composition, arrangement, performance and sound.
Four different crafts, overseen by a producer, who understands, to some
degree, all four elements, plus the big picture of the industry, plus the
psychological stuff, being the artist's psychiatrist, plus the liaison with
the business people etc., etc.

Where are they? Where are the real producers, the arrangers, the point
being, once upon a time it took an army of very talented people to make
records: writers, singers, musicians producers, arrangers, engineers. Now
you have to do it all yourself? No wonder everything sucks.

Well, when the major record companies abandoned development, DIY was born,
do it yourself. And the auteur theory works well with DIY anyway, so why
not?

Well there is one reason why not. Everybody isn't a star. Everybody isn't a
songwriter, isn't a singer, isn't a performer, isn't a record producer. But
who is there to tell them these days, who's there to help, who's there to
suggest a different direction, to teach, to impose discipline?

Even the majors are starting to adjust, and I hope they succeed because
right now in this new paradigm they are useless to us as banks. There's
nowhere to spend their money anymore.
It's very encouraging and impressive that they stuck with MGMT for 18 months
for instance, before it broke. Maybe they look back and learn from Steve
Popovich, who stuck with Meat Loaf for over a year, when no one was
interested. You know a little bit of this long-term patience is nice to see.
But mostly the majors have passed the creative stuff off to the production
companies. There's nobody home artistically. You know, they can still find a
record, and occasionally break one, but they're gonna have trouble with the
second one, because nobody in the company knows how they made the first one.

There's no development, there's no long-term thinking, so, as usual, it's up
to the indies, right?
But indies, whoever it is, better establish a new work ethic, better find
some new patience, better get back to the basics, and better be qualified to
go the distance.

Standards have been set. The standards have been set by Sam Phillips,
Leonard Chess, Ahmet Ertegun, Jerry Wexler, Berry Gordy. You wanna be in the
record business, those are the standards we must live up to. We must
introduce, re-introduce, a new dedication to the craft. And worry about the
new technology and the art later.

Thank you.

Song of the Day - The Beets

The Beets (not Doug's fave band...) bring new meaning to lo-fi. Their album from last year, Spit on the Face of People Who Don't Want to be Cool, may be one of the lowest quality recordings I've heard in a long time, but it makes up for it with the tunes. They write very catchy mid tempo rocknroll/trash kinda songs that put a smile on your face. The gang-shout vocals are always a plus for me, and they do it well. All this, and I only heard them for the first time 24 hours ago.

Here's a song:
The Beets - What Did I Do

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Monday, March 23, 2009

In India You


The other night, I was having trouble falling asleep. This is worth noting because despite the fact that I never get a good night's sleep, and rarely feel rested in the morning, I fall asleep within 10 minutes of lying down, every night, without fail. After a while, I got out of bed and went to go listen to music on the computer. I decided on the Brian Jonestown Massacre (who incidentally, are playing in NY in like a week) album, Their Satanic Majesties Second Request, and turned on the itunes visualizer. When the lights are off, and that is all you can see, it is pretty easy to get mesmerized. When track 4 came on, something really clicked, and I was bobbing my head to the beat while staring intently at the computer screen. When it ended, I played it again, then again, then a fourth time. The whole time, just sitting there with my eyes fixed on the swirls and shifting shapes and colors. No drugs were involved, just boredom. But its rare these days that I want to listen to an almost 4 minute song over and over and over again.

Here's that song, and turn on the visualizer....

The Brian Jonestown Massacre - In India You
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Saturday, March 21, 2009

Song of the Day - Sun Araw


I'm getting ready to go out for the night, so I needed some good shoe tying music. I found it with Sun Araw, which is a side project for one of the guys in Magic Lantern. The album I was listening to, The Phynx, has two 16 minute drone/noise tracks, and two shorter ones that are more song oriented.
Here is one of them. It's a keeper:

Sun Araw - Harken Sawshine
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Thursday, March 19, 2009

Lovvers


I find it astonishing that almost every day recently, I'm finding out about bands that are new to me that are just kicking my ass. In a good way that is. Today, that band is Lovvers. These guys are British (!) and play lofi rocknroll/punk thats just off kilter enough that it still makes me wanna stomp the ground like the DC5. Even the more straight forward catchy as hell punk songs have kinda crazy "middle 8's" if you will.
Such as: Talk Cheap

Go punch the wall to this one: No Romantics

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Song of the Day - The Greenhornes


I hate my current musical set up. I have most of my CDs in my bedroom at my parents' house (a lot of good that does me here...), and have to rely on my computer, hard drive, and the assortment of CDs i've picked up the past few months. a HUGE downside to this situation is that I don't have immediate access to some of my favorite albums. Among my personal favorites are the first two Greenhornes albums. Fucking perfect in practically every way. They are both the kind of albums that make you feel like an ass for not listening to more often. I've been listening to them the past few days for the first time in what feels like 6 months - Way too long. Its too bad that Jack White hijacked the rhythm section for unbridled wankery. And even though I still dig Dual Mono, the first two are where its at. Crank that organ.

Here's a cover of the Spencer Davis Group from the self titled album:

The Greenhornes - High Time Baby
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Hendo Bendo Podcast # 10


i felt a need to stretch out a little bit.

Hendo Bendo Podcast # 10

Townes Van Zandt - Rex's Blues
Skip James - Jesus Is A Mighty Good Leader
Bardo Pond - Wank
Loren Connors - Airs No. 18
Pelt - Deep Sunny South
First Independent Holy Church of God and Unity - Don't Let His Name Go Down
Ghost - Grisaille
Cheer - Rain In The Wind
Stag Hare - Holy Quinn
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Monday, March 16, 2009

Quote of the Day

This is the best out of a nice selection of quotes from today

"My hatred for mankind burns with such a furious vengeance that permeates my entire body"

WHAT do you even say to that?? either right on, or go to the calm down cafeteria.

i had to spend the evening at an event for work that took place in the nicest, biggest apartment i have ever seen. Here's the view from the living room over looking central park. fucking elitist scum.






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Sunday, March 15, 2009

Song of the Day - Yussuf Jerusalem


Sorry for the lack of posting this weekend. I had important matters to attend to......oh well. One of THOSE NAMES (you know what i mean) that kept popping up on the blogs/sites I go to was Yussuf Jerusalem. The latest album, from last year, is "A Heart Full of Sorrow" has been described as death metal / garage / lofi / folk / pop which seems rather absurd, but its realy not that far off. I don't know much about metal let alone death metal, but all I can tell is the first song on the record scared me. The rest of the album is more straight forward lo fi rock. Pretty cool stuff, check it out:

Greetings from Novi Sad

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Thursday, March 12, 2009

The Strange Boys


Every once in a while, a band/album comes by that just knocks me on my ass. that band right now is The Strange Boys. I was made aware of these TX killers a while ago by everyone's favorite bassist, doorknobs, but I had nothing of theirs until recently. Their debut album just got released on In The Red, and it is more or less amazing (of the BSE variety). It's like a combination of everything that I currently like about rocknroll - Garage, psych, twang (shitfi). HIGHLY reccomended to fans of this kinda stuff. Again, a tip of the hat to this guy for making us awares.

Here are a few songs:
Who Needs Who More
Probation Blues

Honestly, there's too many good songs on this album to just pick 2. The myspace page has a bunch too. GO check it out!

Skip James

I've been listening to a bunch of blues stuff this morning. I just saw this on youtube and wanted to share it:



Skip James - Crow Jane


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Tuesday, March 10, 2009

JTE


On first glance, Justin Townes Earle's new album, "Midnight at the Movies", is one of my favorite albums of the year so far. I've only listened to it twice all the way through, but the songs are really growing on me. It's been a while since I've been in the mood for mid-tempo Americana, but he does it really well. Oh yeah, his dad is kinda cool too...

Here are some tunes:
Mama's Eyes
Walk Out

Monday, March 09, 2009

Don't Fuck with the Apes


Did you see this news story about the chimpanzee at the zoo in Sweden that stuck it to the man? Santino gathered stones and rocks and stored them so he could throw them at the tourists. The fact that he planned this attack and anticipated that he would be angry later is kind of crazy.

I know I posted a track of theirs the other day, but how could you pass this up?

Homostupids - Apeshit

Saturday, March 07, 2009

Hendo Bendo Podcast #9


I haven't felt like posting anything the past few days, so I made a podcast to make up for it. It starts off with 2 bands that just tore it up at southpaw on Friday night, The Reigning Sound and Davila 666. Greg Cartwright should get an Obama cabinet post, just sayin.

Enjoy.

Hendo Bendo Podcast # 9
Reigning Sound - I'll Cry
Davila 666 - 9:36 (puto)
The Strange Boys - This Girls Taught Me a Dance
The Pizzas - Too Popular
The Busy Signals - Matter of Time
The Rats - Deterioration
The Telescopes - Anticipating Nowhere
The Drags - Iron Curtain Rock
The Users - Sick of You
Times New Viking - Faces on Fire
Wavves - Beach Demon
Betty Harris - The Trouble With My Lover

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Song of the Day - Max Roach


I bought the 1962 Max Roach album "Speak, Brother, Speak" on Emusic a little while back but never had a chance to listen to it all the way through. I corrected that error while on the way to work today. Pretty sick stuff.

Here's the title track:
Max Roach - Speak, Brother, Speak

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Song of the Day - Homostupids

Here's the song to end the day. i was told i don't tell good stories or write well (i dont disagree....), so I will keep this short and sweet.
Here's a song from the Homostupids' Cat Music EP.

Homostupids - Beneath the blackman

by the way, what the hell is wrong with people? Who would throw out something like this?? If I had a way to take it with me at the time, this would have been my new dresser bitches.



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YOU MAKE ME SICK

fuck you. you know who i'm talking about.


Thunderstruck


This is from last week, so they didn't have the benefit of watching one of the youngest, scrappiest teams in the league knock off Dallas the other night, but still. These guys have a great core of talented young players that have a ton of potential with Durant, Green, and Westbrook. They're starting to play a little better than they were the first half of the season (i know its not saying much) and playing with a ton of energy. I've had Westbrook on my squad all year, so I know how good he's been in his rookie year, but congrats to him on his first triple double. It also didn't hurt them that nonads had one of the best games of his life.
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Monday, March 02, 2009

Weird Owl


NY rockers Weird Owl released their new record a little bit ago, and it is worthy of a mention here. Like some of their Tee Pee Records label-mates they specialize in the heavy rock/psych so prevalent in the early to mid '70s. The singer's voice really reminds me of someone else that I can't figure out. At this time, I'm still uncertain if its a good thing or a bad thing. Either way, the tunes are there.

Here's the 2nd song on the album, skeletelapathic. It has such a driving, propulsive rhythm that it immediately caught my attention. It's got a pretty cool riff, and every time it comes on, I usually want to hit the repeat button and hear it again.

Here's Tobin's Spirit Guide. If you had told me this was a cover of some obscure Neil Young/Crazy Horse song I would have believed you. See for yourself.

I'm not totally sold on the album as a whole. These are my two favorite songs (out of 8), but overall, its good enough that it deserves at least a few listens.
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Sunday, March 01, 2009

Black Lips

Over the past 3 years, one of my favorite bands has been the Black Lips. I only found out about them when they released "Let It Bloom" which took time to grow on me. I wasn't immediately blown away by them, but after a couple listens, it became a go-to album. Both of their next releases were killer as well. The live album recorded in Mexico was incredible, and I loved "Good Bad Not Evil". About a year ago, I made a mix CD of their stuff for a friend who had never heard them, in hopes of convincing him to see them live with me - it worked. As a consequence, I listened to that mix of my favorite 16 or so songs more than anything else of theirs. I got to skip the filler, and only heard the classics. It would have been tough for a new Black Lips album to match a career-spanning greatest hits mix, which inevitably set the bar pretty high for the new album, "200 Million Thousand".
On first listen, my opinion of the new album mirrored pretty much exactly that of the review at slang editorial. I heard the first few songs, and thought, "eh, they're ok i guess, but nothing too special". I was waiting for another Katrina, Boomerang, Fad, MIA, Stranger etc. I was just plain disappointed. I've now listened to it many times since, to make sure i understand what the deal is. Overall, the album isn't really that bad, but I prefer all of their previous LPs to this. There are a handful of songs I really dig though. Again and Again, and Body Contact both have that back from the grave fuzz stomp that the black lips pull off so well. I also like Drugs, Starting over and short fuse, but I'm already at the point where I started skipping a few tracks when I listen.
Oh well.

Here's a video of them covering the KK&BBQ Show and then doing Stranger. Killer.



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Happy Birthday Dr. KP

In honor of the good doctor, here's some marty larry:



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