Showing posts with label Cool Kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cool Kids. Show all posts

Saturday, March 29, 2008

WELL, WELL, WELL, VELOCITY BOY


The American president Americans have been waiting for.
Sentridoh: Forever Instant


Juvenilia, or:
Fun With the Wayback Machine

(Part Two of A Potentially Recurring Series for When I'm Too Busy/Sleepy/Boring/Lazy/Vain for to Write Much)

Weezer is the only band I loved in 7th and 8th grade that I still love today. They're amazing, absolutely amazing. Half of the songs are the story of my life, the other half are the story of my dreams (whatever the hell that means). Basically, these guys rock. For those of you who don't own their second album, Pinkerton, c'mon, buy it, it's awesome (just like the first one, shown below)!


(me, 1997 or 1998)


Embracing the burdens of our past without becoming victims of our past.
Blur: All Your Life

The reason for this recent stroll down memory lane, aside from the fact that I drive myself crazy enough writing paid assignments these days (so the prospect of a multi-hour, thoughtful blog project is less practical/appealing than it once was), is a note from a polite person yesterday who says he remembered a cheesy, godawful recording I put on MP3.com in 1999 or 2000. It was a six-minute dirge called "Don't Fade Away," which I wrote about college graduation and performed outdoors at my high school with my friend Phill Daniel (for some kind of battle of the bands, but we weren't actually competing because Phill organized the thing). Anyway, as a music critic I was way too embarrassed, self-conscious, and paranoid to send even a friendly-seeming correspondent such a totally crappy track (off-key vocals, wanky guitar solo, ridiculous emoting, goofy beat programming, sampled strings!, conga drums!), but somehow I found myself on the archive site at archive.org, looking at my old MP3.com page.

When I did this, I noticed something totally random. I had only two links to "Other MP3.com Artists". One was to my friend Matt's Klunko IDM project. The other was to a lo-fi project called Lackthereof, by a guy named Danny Seim. Lackthereof. Danny Seim. These things seemed familiar to me. So I did some Googling.


mp3 (zshare)
We don't never say shit, we the Blue Man Group.
Jazz Butcher: Susie

Forkcast, Oct. 3, 2007
At a Menomena live show, it becomes head-slappingly apparent how vital Danny Seim's drumming is to the Portland band's fractured, loop-based pop songs. Starting even before Menomena made their startlingly good 2003 debut, I Am the Fun Blame Monster, Seim has released seven solo albums under the moniker Lackthereof. 2004's Christian the Christian was the first to receive proper distribution, and now a follow-up, My Haunted, is on the way via Portland label FILMguerrero.




Full circle, like Cheerios.
Quiet Village: Victoria's Secret & other songs (something of a Silent Movie preview, I guess) [possibly NSFW at the VERY end!]

Friday, April 27, 2007

ETERNALLY GRATEFUL TO MY PAST INFLUENCES BUT THEY WILL NOT FREE ME


Hey there fuckface-uh. Hey there fuckface-uh.
Deerhunter: Spring Hall Convert/Hazel St. (4/4/07, Empty Bottle, Chicago)

"You guys are crazy, man. You're crazy loons."
- Deerhunter bassist Josh Fauver, after completing a delay- and feedback-drenched set of ambient tension and squalls of psych-rock release with an abnormally elongated frontman wearing an old-lady dress and dripping fake blood from his mouth and wiping fake blood on his crotch and fellating the microphone, after I mention where I write.

Check out Matthew Perpetua's more thorough accounting over at Fluxblog.


I don't want to talk to you anyway, loser.
Cool Kids: I Rock (I liked the title "Mikey Rocks" better-- then you've got your built-in Mikey fanbase-- but whatever)

Plus, my Crayon Fields track review and WTF track review at Pitchfork.

Um, weird bout of paranoia: The negativity in italics above isn't directed at the show or Fauver-- both were great, of course!