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Austin City Limits Festival 2007

If you were following me here, I am sure you thought I had disappeared forever. As I mentioned in one of my last posts, I had horrible back pain after attending (and jumping around at) a Spearhead concert last November. Well all is great now! I had back surgery and if this was MD blog I would go into details on great it was but thankfully it’s not, so I don’t relive that experience again. I have not seen a live show since last year which is one of the longest droughts I’ve had since seeing Van Halen in 1984. It would be apropos if I was to announce I was seeing Diamond Dave and little Wolfgang playing but I haven’t looked into those dates yet. But I am starting my year or I guess I should say ending it, by going to Austin to check out a weekend’s worth of live music for this year’s annual Austin City Limits Festival.

Since it was announced I haven’t been that crazy about the line-up which is headed by Bob Dylan, Björk, The White Stripes, The Killers, Wilco & Arcade Fire. On paper it doesn’t look like it has the diversity that other years have had. I went in 2003, 04 and 05, missed last year and the first one. This year it seems like there are lot of young indie- type bands without the experience. For instance Rodrigo y Gabriela (who I first discovered through NPR) have canceled due to to exhaustion. They are being replaced by Common, which I don’t know his music but I am glad cause it does diversify the festival a bit by adding some hip-hop, but by accident. Of course it’s widely known that although she sang that she didn’t want to go-go-go Amy Winehouse has finally gone into Rehab so she will n longer be a part of the bill. Also another example of lack of lengthy experience of the performers, the band Sound Team a relatively young band are breaking up after this show.

There are only a few artists on the bill with longevity to their careers, such as Lucinda Wiliams, Steve Earle and of course Dylan are among the few big name acts that fit in this category. I shouldn’t really complain I get to see my favorite band Yo La Tengo (who I would say fit in the long career group) within the same day as my favorite solo artist Bob Dylan. So, yes I am changing my tone and getting psyched since it is just a few days away and I have some great after-shows lined up as well. We’re seeing Stephen Marley and Zap Mama on Friday night at Emo’s. My buddy Joe who is a die-hard Drive-By Truckers fan wants to stop in at Club 155 and see Patterson Hood before we head over. We were keeping Saturday night open, as nothing was screaming out to us until it was announced last Friday that Dylan would be playing Stubb’s BBQ. A spot that people speculated would be Wilco or My Mornign Jacket. We were so excited that all of us bought tickets without consulting each other first so we have a couple extra. I am suprised it took an afternoon for Bob to sell a 1000 tickets in a pre-sale, if it were the east coast it would have been less than 10 minutes to sell out 2,100 capacity venue. Now we don’t have to decide between Arcade Fire & White Stripes, makes that choice helluva lot easier. On Sunday after we see Dylan for a second time (as the headliner) we’ll head back into town to The Parish and check out Porter Batiste Stoltz of the Meters to end our weekend bash.

If you’re a newbie and looking for some tips here’s my lowdown on some basic stuff you should know. Once you get your wrist-band resist the urge to take it off after you leave the first night, you will need to wear it for the 3-days. So if you have an OCD issue, this will be the place to get over it or you’ll be buying another ticket. A trip mid day to the Barton Springs pool is key to keeping yourself cool. Food at the festival is a little pricey but not as high as other festivals. There is a pretty good variety if your not a vegetarian. We stopped at a good Mexican restaurant downtown for lunch the first year we went. We rent bicylces while in Austin as the trek from the festival grounds to town is a couple miles.

Things you should have: Sun block & sunglasses as the sun is brutal in Austin. A cell-phone to get in contact with your friends. Your ACL Pass/Cash/CCs: If you purchased tickets to events don’t forget to bring that credit card. Something to sit on, the grounds are huge so there is a lot of walking involved. I bring a Neat Sheet, it’s like a beach blanket, which you can buy at a drug store. You can bring a chair, but you can’t, or I should say your not supposed to, bring it up close to the two main stages.

Shorts and T-Shirts for the day! I bring at least 1 extra shirt with me a day because the ride over can get sweaty. You can buy shirts there too if you run out. I highly recommend bringing a bathing suit, to go swimming at the hotel or at Barton Springs pool. A ziplock bag to keep your damp bathing suit in. Depending upon the weather you might need another pair of shoes, or not. Last time I was there they were a dusty a mess at the end but I only brought one pair. In 2003 they got pretty muddy from the scattered T-storms all weekend. If your balding (or bald like me) you may need a hat or you can purchase one from a large variety of vendors at the festival. One thing I have to remind myself is to not to jump up and down at shows anymore. I’ll be back next week with a full report, no pun intended.

Katharine Whalen and Jas Mathus, Quick Thoughts and Armchair Psychology

Always one to play armchair psychologist I recently picked up the solo works of Whalen and Mathus, both formerly of Squirrel Nut Zippers and both formerly married to each other. Seeing both cutting and dropping albums withing months of each other and recorded in the aftermath of their relationship makes my inner voyeur tingle with delight. I plan of delving into each album a little deeper but here’s my National Enquirer® style thoughts.

Mathus is restrained in dealing with the break up and Old School Hot Wings reflects it as it plays like a bunch of old friends gathered around the kitchen table plucking out tunes and sipping whiskey. Occasionally he busts out a backhanded slap of a tune like “Wouldn’t Treat a Dog” but for the most part he is boxing up his feelings, tying it tightly up with string and dropping it down a deep well. He is finding comfort in the sounds of the past and the intimacy of friendships of few spoken words. That said, his album is a slow burner of Deep South Country and Blues and is more than worth picking up for the thick and humid atmosphere he and Knockdown South have crafted on these tracks.

Whalen, on the other hand, is announcing her freedom at the top of her lungs and Dirty Little Secret is aired out like laundry. She isn’t hiding anything; she is done with it and wants the world to know. She and her friends are driving with the top down and throwing all her old baggage out the back. Rather than falling back into nostalgia like Mathus, she is reinventing herself while exorcising the past from her psyche. Because of this the album finds itself all over the place with some hits and some misses but it is an exhilarating journey and you cannot help but be compelled to grab a piece of her luggage and chuck it out the window hollering, “You go girl!”

More to follow but in the meantime check out three tracks from Dirty Little Secret and three from Old School Hot Wings.

Trick-or-Treat?

Is today April Fool’s Day or I am I just getting Tricks rather than Treats on Halloween? Two things arrived in my in-box this morning that have me slightly upset, well the first has me near tears. Yo La Tengo has announced they will not be playing any dates during Hanukkah at Maxwell’s this year. This is the event I look forward to all year and I have declined a couple other concerts that are coming up so I don’t overload myself.

From the band:

Hey everybody,
In answer to the most FA’d Q of the last few months, we have reluctantly decided not to play the eight nights of Hanukkah this year at Maxwell’s. We have concluded that our touring schedule is such we just wouldn’t be able to put together a lineup as Hanukkahriffic as years past. Was the refusal of the cast of “The Times They Are A-Changin’” to take part the last straw? Really, is there anything to gain in assessing blame?
But yes, it was.
Georgia, Ira and James

The second doesn’t affect me but it will affect anyone new to this site and visitors to blogs across the globe that point out an excellent place to buy music which we feature. eMusic has announced it will be decreasing the amount of downloads for new subscribers, but it doesn’t change if your currently a member. The prices of the plans are not changing but the amount of downloads is decreasing. With the Basic plan the 40 downloads a month now go down to 30 at $9.99 (around 34 cents a track). The Plus plan which had 65 downloads a month goes down to 50 for $14.99 (around 30 cents a track). And the Premium plan which had 90 downloads goes down to 75 a month at $19.99. That’s around 27 cents a track which is still a great deal but I know it’s going to get a lot of people very upset. There is a discount when you purchase a 2-year 90 download per month at $359.82. If you are a member and you do not have the Premium Plan this is the time to do it because after November 21st you won’t be able to go up anymore.

So I am going to be nice and not trick you, here are a couple Halloween treats for you:
Night Time Reaper Garage rock from the Apes from Washington D.C. playing this Thursday opening for the Slits at Maxwell’s. A speedy punk song about Frankenstein’s Car by The Spectremen.

Yo La Tengo - Landmark Loew’s Theater, Jersey City, NJ 09-29-06

Yo La PosterI have been a fan of Yo La Tengo before I actually heard their music when Ira Kaplan and Georgia Hubley used to DJ at Maxwell’s during Feelies shows back in the mid-eighties. At the time and until they broke up, The Feelies were my favorite live band. As they, spun their collection of waxed goodies, material I am sure they studied day in-day out, I was given musical history lessons. They too, learned a lot as they sat behind the mixing boards observing one of the first generation of bands that would perpetuate the sound of the Velvets and Television. Eventually Ira and Georgia stopped DJing to concentrate on their own band. I had always considered Yo La Tengo as little siblings of the Feelies because of the connection, just as I had considered Luna a second cousin since Stanley Demeski was their first drummer. When James McNew came on board he was considered by most including Ira and Georgia as temporary replacement. Years later while watching him with the band I finally realized that his job became full-time when he first joined. Over the years, Yo La Tengo has blossomed magnificently and have superseded what many bands seek to do. While maintaining a relatively low profile, they have successfully established a large fan-base throughout the world, released numerous fantastic albums one after another and are now regarded as indie rock gods and goddess.

Over the course of twenty plus years and in the couple different cities where I have seen YLT play live, I find it strange that I personally have never seen them in a seated theater venue. To me most concerts should not be seen sitting down. Live music needs an interaction between the fans to become truly dynamic and that doesn’t always happen when the audience is seated or can only move around so much between the seats if they stand. There have been a few exceptions for me over the years, which after I had declared some of the best shows I have seen, such as Tom Waits, John Cale and Leonard Cohen. Although I was not hesitant to attend the night’s show becuase of this fact, I went in with this prenotion. The Landmark Loew’s Theater built in 1929 isn’t exactly the greatest home for concerts, due to the fact it was built to amplify movies and not live music. Located in downtown Jersey City, this beautiful theater is engrossed with ornate details from floor to ceiling and omits a slight musty odor but reeks with history. Owning to this fact the entire night’s performance was layered with a little bit of distorted sound due to the poor amplification. At times it seemed liked it was not loud enough although I was only sitting in the sixth row. Most of the audience remain seated throughout the entire performance, but their still was head bobbing and swaying. I didn’t actually mind sitting down throughout the night and by evening’s end was glad I did.

We missed the openers Why? but I check them out on their MySpace site and they seemed pretty good; sort of like They Might Be Giants. All I have to ask is, Hey guys could you have found a name for your band that is more elusive? We did catch the act in between the two bands, Rolling Thunder, the premier roller blading duo of New Jersey. They have a very short act that is amazing, a little short, but extraordinary and exceptionally stupid and that’s the joke!

Ira, Georgia and James McNew walked out and did some strange tunings that could have been made by jazz improv masters performing at Lincoln Center as they warm up before the performance. Imagine Miles Davis, Sun Ra along with Jimi Hendirx for 53 seconds of nothingness, but they quickly turned that bottle of sound into one of their more accessible, pop friendly songs “Sugarcube”. Throughout the night they played nine songs from their latest album I Am Not Afraid Of You And I Will Beat Your Ass as well a nice mixture of older songs and a couple covers. As usual the band rotated positions on stage throughout the evening, with Ira on left side of the stage and James on the right for the first couple songs. Part of YLT’s show is they like to switch positions and instruments throughout a show, the multiple role play became more apparent on the larger stage as if it was choreographed by crazed magicians and they were the puppets.

For their second song they set down an infectious groove with one of the new songs “Pass the Hatchet I Think I’m Goodkind”. Continuing with the trance they built, they blended into “Flying Lesson” from Electr-O-Pura, a hypnotic song, illustrating lucid dreaming. A couple other high and low shifts as they moved forward into the bouncy “Mr. Tough”, their latest pop friendly tune which encourages you to get off your feet and make a scene on the dance floor or just pick them up if you happen to be sitting down like we were. The song mentions Toddaphonic Time which is Todd Abramson’s show on WFMU who is also the one of the owners of Maxwell’s and the promoter of the evening’s show. The name alone “Mr. Tough”, reminds me of the children book series Mr. Men by Roger Hargreaves that came out in the seventies. They abruptly finish with a false ending which tricked most of the audience into clapping and quickly ended with a couple more beats.

One of the evening’s high-points, as usual is when James sang “Stockholm Syndrome” which has become one of the standout tracks over the years since it came out on their landmark album “I Can Hear The Heart Beating As One”. They slammed us into a foot stomping, and believe it or not, a little speedier version of “Watch Out For Me Ronnie” that pays respect to Sixties garage rock such as the Sonics. My new favorite song off the new album is the monumental, escalating chamber of sound which tells “The Story Of Yo La Tango” (note the misspelling), and may very well be the definitive song of their career. Both Ira and James manipulate their instruments like they are tiny toys as Georgia bangs along using primitive tools. Just as things seem to fall out of place they grab a hold of everything and dispense a new organized chemistry of sound.

Yo La Tengo is a band that loves to jam but no one would ever call a jam band, because they’re just too damn smart. They also have a great sense of humor and are never reluctant to bring it out. For encores they played two songs from New Wave Hot Dogs which always brings back fond memories, “Did I Tell You” and “Lewis”. They also careened into a roaring version of the Stones “Rocks Off”. Ira thanked everyone for coming out to their only New York appearance, I hope until December when they come back to Hoboken for Hanukkah concerts at Maxwell’s.

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Setlist
01 Sugarcube, 02 Pass The Hatchet, I Think I’m Goodkind, 03 Flying Lesson, 04 The Weakest Part, 05 Sometimes I Don’t Get You, 06 Winter A-Go-Go, 07 Mr Tough, 08 Beanbag Chair, 09 I Feel Like Going Home, 10 Stockholm Syndrome, 11 I Should Have Known Better, 12 Watch Out For Me Ronnie, 13 Tom Courtenay, 14 The Story of Yo La Tango, 15 I Heard You Looking, Encore One: 16 Oklahoma USA (by The Kinks), 17 Lewis, 18 Rocks Off (by The Rolling Stones) Encore Two: 19 Cast A Shadow (by Beat Happening), 20 Did I Tell You.

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Drive-By Truckers & Bobby Bare Jr.

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A week has passed and I am just about recovered from my mini-tour with the Drive-By Truckers and Bobby Bare, Junior. Okay, I didn’t tour with them, but I did venture out three nights in a row and rocked along with them in New York City, Philadelphia and Hoboken, Thursday through Saturday night. On Sunday morning I was wiped out and was relaxing for a few minutes and listening to Boot Liquor radio through iTunes as I heard the song “7 Nights to Rock, 7 Nights to Roll”, which Bruce has covered many times but I never actually heard the original. It goes like this: “I got seven nights to rock, I got seven nights to roll, Seven nights, I’m gonna have a whirl, Seven nights with a different girl” Alright sans the part about the different girl, change seven to three and I felt like that was my song for the weekend.

On Thursday night The Truckers played Webster Hall in NYC with Bobby Bare, Jr as their opening act, who we unfortunately missed because of the early start time. We decided, (I’ll admit, it was my call) that it would be wiser to eat than to rock. So we chowed down some fantastic Po-boys at Acme on Great Jones. As we walked into Webster Hall a little after 9:00, DBT were already on stage and in the middle of their first song “Lookout Mountain”. Not 30 seconds in, a friend who came along, who never saw them before said to me, “Hey they sound like the Charlie Daniels Band” which is a comparison that no one who has spent more than a minute listening to the lyrics, would realize is completely untrue. Ever since I have been seeing the Truckers, now going on seven times or eight times I realized they are the real deal. This is not a nostalgia or a gimmick, they perform songs they want to sing about and answer to nobody but themselves. They’re not afraid to speak out about what’s wrong with our society such as our government. This is why and how their fan base has grown over the years but with a slow ease. At first glance (and listen) they do seem like some an ordinary ass-kicking Southern rock band. That is just part of the palette they use, to express in their songs that not only glorify southern folklore, deal with the plight of the working-class, but are call-outs to everyone no matter what part of the Mason-Dixon line we reside on. The night’s full set list is up at the DBT fan site Nine Bullets.

On Friday I headed down to Philadelphia to see the show again at the Theater of Living Arts. My wife, Lori came along this time for a night out and for her first Trucker’s show. We met our friends Joe and Nancy, who also traveled from Jersey, at the New Wave Cafe for a drink and we quickly headed over to Dimitri’s, which usually has long lines for a nice but speedy dinner before the show. We made it to TLA on time as Bobby and the band had just got on stage. Their set consisted of mixture of old and brand new songs from all his albums with his band the Young Criminals Starvation League, basically a rotating cast of stellar musicians. Every tour I see him on, he has a different line-up with great support artists backing him. This time around the band was Richie Kirkpatrick from Ghostfinger, Corey Younts on keyboards and Van on drums. Bobby knows how to light up on stage, he commands it the way you would imagine a seasoned rocker from Tennessee would. His recorded music may be classified as alt-country, or folk-rock but live he is unclassifiable because of the depth he extends himself and the band.

Drive-By Truckers put on another fantastic show, that was lot different from the night before, in that it was more of Jason Isabel night than a Patterson Hood one. Although each member clearly lets their personality and talent manifest on stage they respect each other and don’t try to outshine one another. These guys (and gal) just love playing and they rock hard. Although DBT didn’t completely win my wife over she enjoyed their show but felt like BBJ kicked major ass on stage. While we were in the hotel, I read a little blurb that R.E.M. had reunited Bill Berry for a benefit, the week earlier in Athens, GA. Not till I got home did I find out that Patterson Hood and Brad Morgan also performed, because they still reside in Athens. There are bunch of photos and also clips on You Tube.

On Saturday morning we had to leave Philly early to make it to Joe’s surprise party where Bobby Bare, Jr. himself was coming to make an appearance. Months ago, Nancy managed to get Bobby to play the party. She explained to his manager that the party would consist of mostly friends and family not a large group of fans. She also told him the story about how when we saw Bobby earlier in June at Maxwell’s, that we didn’t bother seeing the main act The Bottle Rockets, but hung out with the Young Criminals instead. He thought that was cool, so he asked Bobby if he’d be interested and he agreed to play a set acoustically for her. As the surprise of the party itself was still lingering, Joe was walking around talking to his guests, he never noticed that there was a little stage set up in the corner. Bobby arrived about 2 hours after the party started and Joe was stunned as Nancy and I walked him towards Joe. Although there were over hundred people at the party, the set was small and intimate, without the band. He was little hesitant to sing his songs straight through and took most of the cuss words out, because there were small children there. Before he started we told him, they wouldn’t pick up on it and most of them were running around the yard anyway. He’s a very quiet guy who doesn’t like to talk too much and the stage is his forum. He always plays barefoot, will turn down a Pabst for a Stella and will turn that down for, of course a Maker’s and Coke. For an hour he played songs from the first three YCSL albums and then sang Happy Birthday with Joe’s mom, who Like Bobby is also from Tennessee. Don’t ask for video clips because I kinda blew it and didn’t set up the camera before hand.

I left the party around 8:30 and made it down to see him again at Maxwell’s in Hoboken by 11:00. I met another friend also named Joe from the party there. The Young Criminals became Ghostfinger for the opening band, with Van and Corey making their first appearances with the band. I missed them but talked to Richie later and he said their gig went pretty well for their first time as a band together. The Films were on stage when I walked in around 11:00 and they were great. Three vocalists with the main lead singer in the middle as the other two singers chanted along with him in that updated Cars/Clash sound that is going around a lot lately. Bobby came on stage around 11:40 and played a similar set to what he played on Friday night, but to a much smaller crowd which seems to get him more excited. By 1 AM I was wiped out and was glad we didn’t have to wait 5 minutes for an encore as Bobby has a routine that I have seen him do once before, but I have never seen any other act do. Rather than walking off stage he asks the audience to pretend he has and imagine they are in the back room with with all of Nashville’s greats sipping drinks as the roar of the crowd must draw them back to the stage. Before I left I thanked Bobby for coming to Joe’s party and picked up a copy of the his CD, The Longest Meow which I have already read a couple glowing reviews. Next, I am off to see Yo La Tengo tonight in Jersey City.

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Elf Power Dance Party!

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We went to Orange Twin today so my kids could participate in Elf Power’s video for Pancake Mountain. It was a lot of fun. I knew in advance that the band wasn’t actually going to perform live. Instead they lip synced to “Peel Back the Moon, Beware!” from their latest album, Back to the Web. Most of it took place on the little stage pictured above, but there were also scenes of the kids and band streaming out of an Air Stream trailer, riding on this three-wheeled cart type thing, and sloshing around at the swimming hole. And if you’ve never seen the show, Andrew Rieger is dressed as the character Captain Perfect.

It was funny because director/producer Scott Stuckey seemed to have a “that’s good enough” attitude and was very open to suggestions. For example, after the first take Andrew noticed that it didn’t seem right for the kids to still be rocking out for the last part of the song because it slows down considerably. So they came up with having the kids sit down and sway back and forth for the last verse and then pretend to go to sleep at the very end. I can’t wait to see how it’s all put together!

Random Thoughts

I’ve begun sifting through my mp3 player, culling my favorite tracks from albums and jettisoning the rest. That probably sounds like the obvious thing to do but I must admit to being somewhat of an album freak. I usually have to hear a work in its entirety so that I can appreciate the artist’s statement as a whole and listen to each song in context. Or something like that.

Lately I’ve come to the realization that I have an obscene amount of music and only twenty-four hours in a day, a significant portion of which is spent working and sleeping. I pick up a few albums each week and there is so much that only gets a cursory listen before being cast aside in favor of the next one. I’ve decided I need to pare down to select tracks so that I can enjoy a greater quantity and variety of the choice stuff I really want to hear.

Of course there are some albums that are stellar from start to finish, so I can have my cake and eat it too in those instances. I’ve left myself an out in case I fall off the wagon. So far Slanted and Enchanted, Marquee Moon, and The Modern Lovers have made the cut in their entirety. Most albums are chopped down to one to three tracks though.

My ultimate goal, the Holy Grail of this effort, is to cram my 30 GB player full of just my personal favorites so that I can press random- that’s right! I said it- and leave it all to very controlled chance. I just can’t bring myself to do it until I finish the weed out because I’m fairly certain that the first hundred or so songs would turn out to be of the ponderous ten minute quiet-builds-to-a-roar post-rock variety. And that wouldn’t be much fun.

Okay, so maybe you can bump the descriptor from that phrase, “album freak.”





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