Springfield, MO: both the home of Americanized Cashew Chicken (yes, true) and Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin -- both, also, very tasty. Pershing, SSLYBY's sophomore album, is an uncomplicated, yet excellent, pop record - the kind that won't leave your car's stereo all Spring. Available April 8th via Polyvinyl Records.
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Previously: Jim James/M. Ward :: SXSW 2008 (Acoustic)
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Tuesday, while walking through the hallowed halls of Capitol Records' studios, in Hollywood, surrounded by decades of recorded musical history, I had a conversation with a friend regarding album art: the power it can wield, and its demise over the past 20+ years, thanks to, first, compact discs, and more recently MP3s (guilty). This got me thinking about the relationship between music and its presentation, both visually, and in the sense of the packaging itself. Despite the ease, and immediacy, of digital music I still love the tactile sense of a physical album in my hands, be it vinyl, or . . .
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The last time I heard The Kills was 2005's No Wow which popped up on my radar and grabbed me with its dirty, minimalist swagger. I had apparently missed their first album, but it positioned them squarely with the equally squalling Raveonettes whose debut EP had surfaced about the same time as The . . .
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Our weekly two hour show on SIRIUS, channel 26 Left Of Center, can now be heard twice, every Friday - Noon EST and then an encore broadcast at Midnight EST. Below is this week’s playlist.
SIRIUS 41: Phosphorescent - A Picture of Our Torn Up Praise ++ Sandro Perri - Everybody's Talkin' ++ Bon Iver - For Emma ++ J. Tillman - Steel On Steel ++ Megafaun - Find Your . . .
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Jim James & M. Ward / St. David's Church /SXSW 2008- March 15, 2008
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In 1995 and 1996 I was lucky enough to catch Morphine, live, three times during the Yes tour. Truly a club band if there ever was one, Morphine's noir musical vision was all blue cigarette smoke, beat poetry and style. Below, J. Neas reflects on the last great Morphine album - the third in their canon - 1995's Yes. - AD
The '90s. Fabled land of mirth where all sorts of things went right for indie-rock. That may sound a bit odd to say, but there really hasn't been a more commercially open time for music, before or since. (Feel free to argue with me about that in the comments.) The early '90s paved the way for record labels to start grabbing all sorts of names out of the local scenes and granting them national contracts. Sometimes it paid off and sometimes it didn't. But think about it - record stores actually had sections labeled 'alternative,' as if it were some sort of defined genre. You had all sorts of weird, random bands lumped together. It was everything music should be. For awhile.
In the midsts of this golden soup of bands was one in particular who repeatedly stood out in style and substance: Morphine. Armed with a two-string slide bass, a baritone sax, drums and the languid, cool vocals of Mark Sandman, Morphine was unique. By the time their third album, Yes, came about, they had built a sizable cult audience on the back of their previous album, Cure For Pain, selling more than 300,000 copies. Not bad at all for an indie release.
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Is there an unfair, uphill battle that female artists face in rock and roll? The battle I refer to is the race to find another female artist with which to compare them to. While we certainly pull out the big, comparative guns for male-fronted rock bands, and solo artists, there isn't quite the sheer vehemence that seems to come out in reviews of female artists. Pity the poor women who were endlessly compared to Sheryl Crow, Alanis Morrisette, or, in the wake of alt.country's peak years, Lucinda Williams. Is it that these artists are really that . . .
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Released last Fall, Sandro Perri's LP, Tiny Mirrors, (amongst its other charms) boasts a lo-fi cover of Fred Neil's "Everybody's Talkin." No stranger to interpretation, Perri's rendering inhibits a mournful and folksy, late-night, quality, subtly accompanied by light percussion, dual harmonies and multiple, interweaving, acoustic guitars. Next to Harry Nilsson's (definitive) cover, this might be my favorite version yet. Highly recommended.
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Yes, we've fawned over Fleet Foxes previously, but for good reason. They're worth it -- both live and on tape. Yeah, their name has been on everyone's lips the past month, bur do yourself a solid and resist the knee-jerk reaction to blow them off as a hype band. Based in Seattle, the group (literally) just played their first out-of-state date last month during Noise Pop, in San Francisco, and it's safe to say they floored the room (we were there). In . . .
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AD contributor, J. Crosby, went out looking for a rock show, last week, in Los Angeles. Sounds like he found one. - AD
The Wiltern, Los Angeles, 3.20.2008: I used to have an office job. I really enjoyed it at first. It was work, but it didn't really seem like work. And I was pretty good at it, too. After awhile, though, it wore on me. Rather than waking up invigorated each morning, I began pressing snooze, considering for a moment, every day, to call in sick, or maybe just quit. But I . . .
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Available today, the always-on-point Hip-O Select imprint have released a two disc compilation of Diana Ross and The Supremes rarities entitled Let The Music Play: Supreme Rarities 1960-1969. Comprised of alternate mixes, scratch vocal tracks, and a number of (then) contemporary covers (Rolling Stones, Stevie Wonder, Tom Jones, et. al) the set showcases a different side of the . . .
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One more Black Session. Since acquiring this set, recorded for French radio inter a few years back, I've often found myself revisiting it as much, or more, than Feist's official output. And that is not to be read as a knock against the LPs, as it is a testament to the strength of the set. Predominately culled from 2004's become a member or log in.
Retro TV Themes Revisited is an on-going AD feature that aims to mine our long-running collection of past television (aural) glories, cuz they just aren't making them like they used to. Have at it in the comments.
What happens when you take a white pro basketball player, who is forced into early retirement due to an injury, and stick him in the head coach position at a predominantly black high school in South Central L.A.? Why,
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