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A Week With Clap Your Hands Say Yeah's "Some Loud Thunder": Day 2
31 January 07
We got past the booby trap again today. It’s as if the Hands threw an encrypted message out there to ward off any of those come-latelies (come to think of it, isn’t that all of us? — we hardly know thee). They issue a combination double dare and affirming disclosure with Some Loud Thunder.
The Whitest Man Alive review
The Whitest Boy Alive: The Other Pale Force Throws Pepper And Sugar Into The Meal
30 January 07
There’s an old saying that the nerds in high school will someday be the bosses of the jocks and meatheads. As much as I hate to stereotype, Erlend Oye could be the poster boy for the chess club. Staring out behind glass bottle bottom glasses and playing host to the pastiest physique this side of Conan O’Brien and The Pale Force, the voice of Kings of Convenience embraces his Scandinavian genes. No, he doesn’t don a pocket protector and calculator in his back pocket, but he does bear a striking resemblance to Poindexter from “Revenge of the Nerds” fame.
Quad City Times, Jan 30, 2007
30 January 07
UPDATE: QCTimes did a short video story on us, including clips from the upcoming session with Asobi Seksu. Watch the video
The Quad City Times, our hometown paper, put...
The Elected
The Elected: As Told By The Last Gasp, Sometimes Resembling An Anchor, Other Times An Actor
29 January 07
There’s quite a difference between bohemianism and what The Elected’s Blake Sennett filled his band’s latest album, Sun, Sun, Sun, with. Bohemianism is predominantly for bands somewhat similar to the ones that Sennett’s used to be in just a few years ago, which choose to wear themselves to the bone for artistic purposes, to voluntarily live lives of meagerness and have nothingness so as to achieve solemnity in purpose. It’s karmic. It’s what has to be done to make any art that’s worth a shit, they say. It’s one of the reason’s The Flaming Lips’ Wayne Coyne and his wife still live in the same dumpy house they bought in the Oklahoma City ghetto years ago for $40,000 or whatever it was. It’s why Pete Doherty of Babyshambles lives in hellholes, is impossibly wretched and still lands a foxy Kate Moss for a playmate. Without some kind of strife, there is a shortage of artistic matter to trace upon. By now, Sennett is not living hand-to-mouth (if he ever was) thanks to the success of Rilo Kiley (for which the anticipation of a new record is positively killing a lot of people) and this, his side project, and though he’s surrounded by the modern bohemianism of Silver Lake, Calif., what he’s procured for a sophomore effort is devilishly close to what Steinbeck would have taken a stab at writing had he more of an access to wryness in prose and a dimension of modern times that would have thrown more recreational sex into stories. All the scoring — making love in a van, a whole song about the one girl who’s ever done him good — is overshadowed on the album by a general direction of keeping unfortunately on the wrong side of prosperity.
A Week With Clap Your Hands Say Yeah's "Some Loud Thunder": Day 1
29 January 07
It’s okay to be piggish with your freedoms, to spoil your creativity, to let it do whatever it damn well pleases at all hours of the day. Should it want to jump off of a bridge, you ask which one and just double-check that it hadn’t eaten anything within the past hour to ward off the possibility that a cramp could seize it in the waters.
Corrina Repp review
Corrina Repp: Ten Deaths And Many More Chances
28 January 07
I have this dream where I’m treading water in the ocean, and it’s like as long as I can tread water, I’ll stay alive. So I conserve my energy, quiet my mind, feel the profound momentum of the waves shifting me around, and tread, tread, tread. I had that dream again last night, falling asleep to The Absent and the Distant.
Fröberg
28 January 07
Dr. Dog live review
Dr. Dog: Shimmering Like Jethro Tull, This Strange Playfulness
25 January 07
Five lights hang over the stage at Schuba’s, harsh red and blue beams streaming out of ancient metal cages like little psychedelic eclipses — even cursory eye contact can be blinding. They are comically situated, forming rigid, purposeful angles. Against...
Grizzly Bear Lasso'd
Grizzly Bear Gets Lasso'd
25 January 07
The Grizzly Bear approach to songwriting goes something like this, possibly: There’s a low tide and the members of this Brooklyn, N.Y., quartet carry four separate pails with them. They’ve got their little, bendable plastic shovels and they’re running barefoot...
A Week With Nellie McKay's "Pretty Little Head": Day 5
25 January 07
I promised on Day No. 2 that I would soon provide a reasonable explanation for Nellie McKay’s album yawning and stretching itself out over two discs (a spoiled vixen carelessly indulging in the unnecessary space of a king-sized bed) when all of the songs could have been swept into a neat pile on one CD (still supine, yet curled up and dreaming on a twin).
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