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Friday, February 22, 2008
i Am YoU! Iggy Live NYTimes Review! I LuV tHaT!
When anyone anywhere shares a sound with a listener we are a part of the
human symphony. It's been goin on for years (oh about 250,000) and it ain't stoppin soon. Done right, live music
can make you aware of that vast sweep of human experience. Some are better than others. None are better than Iggy. The primal
and the modern, stoopid and sophisticated, dumbsmart, purely physical and yet highly cerebral. I love the contrast between
the way my brain works a song up after my body tosses out a riff (or sometimes an idea comes with sounds) and then when its
set I can get so lost in just playin it. Non-musicians probably don't understand the night and day difference between
writing, rehearsing, recording, promoting, thinking and then PlAyiNg LiVe for an AuDiEnCe! It's like all the
effort and thought that goes into setting up that special rondezvous, and then when your actually doin it. Once you can play
without thought, through practice you can get to this wonderful moment where the song just is. I can fake it onstage if I
lose the moment but when everyone comes together I think we all know. ;~D
kLik
hErE fOr tHe ArTicLe and MoRe cOoL ViDeO!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
We'll Burn That Bridge When We Come To It.
Am I mixing my metaphors again? Just got the two hundred an fifty seven page
long "Questionnaire" and "Intent to Have an Agreement" and "This is not an Actual Contract"
form from BigTimeEntertainment and I gotta say..it ain't punk rock certified. Got me thinkin. Uhmm.. what
a clever business model. Hey we get the clubs to give us a slow night (free). We get the bands to sell all the tix to their
friends and fam because, hey it's the BIG TIME yo. Greater opportunitys await those who can drag more than 30 peeps slackers!
So the Promoters/Bookers get the bands to sell their tix, put some butts in seats, throw 6 untested acts up there (anyone
ever made it all the way through one of these shows?), an then..what. Oh ya get Paid! Why don't ya just ask yer friends
for a fin and save em three bucks. Why did the clubs stop treasuring the Real Bookin guys who really knew the bands and developed
an identity on the scene. I don't know if we can replace that with this mercenary model. Live Music is struggling because
of random shows that don't care about the ToTaL AuDiEnCe ExpEriEncE. Maybe some of clubs just need to have more DJ's.
Maybe when people stop polluting the scene with shows designed to exploit wannabe's then live music in tHa PhX will
regain a proper reputation...
Hey..it could happen!
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Here's a Stooges article from teh NYTimes. No Less.
I got to see Ig at the State Theater (classic) in AnnArbor on Halloween Night in 1982. How
cool! Ig's home turf, Helloween, The State! Actually it was a little disappointing. Ig put on a good show but there was
no transendent moment. Ivan Krall was his main partner during this period and he's just kinda stiff. Nash the Slash opened
(he's still goin, strange kat). My friend and I drank a fifth of MonteAlban and ATE THE WORM (cut it in half, flipped,
head or tail). Didn't think I was too drunk, but when I woke up I could hardly walk from the bruises I got on my
shins dancin in the seats. PuNk RaWk BaBy YeAh! It's totally true bout Ronny hangin
around town. We used to see em with his gurl Niagara in the band Destroy All Monsters (Sic cover of These Boots. Sic!!) in
little clubs that we played at too . I mean it was no thing. AnnArbor was so cool back then. Schoolkids Records was
the BeSt in the country. I'm so glad Ig reconnected. Dig the Steve Albini ref. What it is man. Dig the Video! Ig in Cinci,
4:15, my fave Ig image. Iconic, man! Lates, D.
Klik hErE fOr tEh aRtiCle and ViD fRom CinCi iN 71'!
Saturday, February 16, 2008
tHe ReLiCs: OuTLaW PunKs: PuNk OuTLaWs.
..my KARma ran over your DOGma..There was this perfect time..long ago..when musicians and artists and junkies and craizies
and fans and dumdumboys and freaks and geeks and once a weeks could get together in magical places where no one cared
and make beautiful noise for each other and sometimes the world and we called it punk because it was ours something they
couldn't steal or co-opt because it came from the inside where they couldn't go. But then they sold the weak on the
idea of purity and genre products that said im this not that and we grew weary and despaired....Hi. Were back. KliK
beLoW tO SaMpLe D's ScEnE iN MiChiGaN. AmAziNg! www.freewebs.com/punkdvd/index.htm i L.U.V tEh WeB!
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