Harmonia is playing at ATP-NY, which I am totallye excited about. Seeing Faust at a small venue (where Lee Ranaldo told me to shush during a Zeena Parkins performance) was a highlight of the 1990s for me, perhaps Harmonia will be a highlight of the 00s for me.
That 1994 concert, come to think of it, had quite a lineup: AMM, Gate (Lee Ranaldo), Faust, Zeena Parkins, Tony Conrad, Keiji Haino, Psychic Hearts (another Sonic Youth side project). I was in college and totally annoyed Thurston Moore and Keiji Haino who were sitting in a van with the sliding door open. Also it was Freaknik weekend, so it was like incredibly hard to get around the city.
sometimes listening to torch of the mystics makes life better. my march-april has been totally hectic. on the plus side, i have tickets for radiohead and, more importantly, black moth super rainbow, x, and the insane my bloody valentine thing. hopefully everything else doesn’t suck too much, but those should be good. nobody wants to go see dio and motorhead with me though because my friends are all lame-os.
I kind of want to hate on him, but his ability to consistently step up his game makes it hard. The new single does obviously recall Arthur Russell, but he adds funk from sources that are more like Ricardo Villalobos (one the one hand) and Yello (on the other) than they are like Bootsy Collins. I saw him with 10 million other people (inlcuidng MTV’s John Norris!) in NYC last summer, which didn’t make up for not seeing the Boredoms with 77 drummers, but was pretty ok in its own way.
I almost always listen to Know Your Rights. That’s pretty much the only EVR show I listen to.
in honor of the weekend, have some test dept. no other industrial music was ever as good as this video.
I’m listening to the B-52s new song and reading about how Ralph Nader is going to run for president. Funplex is a good name for an album. Ralph Nader is a terrible name for a person. The first word is homonymic for vomit, the latter is homophonic for lowest point. Homophonic would have been an even better name for a B-52s album.
The Fall is unrelated to this conversation, other than the fact that Mark E Smith is looking more and more like he’s Ralph Nader’s age, not Fred Whatshisname’s. That said, I like the aging Mark E. Smith and wish he was my secret grandpa who would gave me sips from his flask under the Thanksgiving dinner table.
I am a bit obsessed with the appearances of middle-aged punk icons. It’s tough to do gracefully, but I think that going the premature-Johnny-Cash route is a good way to go. Vaguely related: The Slits are coming to town–hooray!
Carl Wilson with Celine Dion! This is probably only funny if you’ve read Wilson’s book, which is, by the way, quite good, if a tad overhyped. It’s the first 33 1/3 book that isn’t a fawning mess of stupidity about which studio musician really overdubbed the bass solo on some mediocre Kinks song. (Full disclosure: even though I’ve been disappointed by The Kinks are the Village Green Preservation Society, The Piper at the Gates of Dawn, and Exile on Main Street, I’ll still probably read Loveless and Trout Mask Replica at some point in time.)
I just looked at the full list of them. Can you imagine reading an entire book about Aqualung? Jeez. Also: How exactly did Neutral Milk Hotel and Belle and Sebastian get on this list? I don’t mean to be a hater, but if we were to take the 25 or 30 bands that you’d think would become canonized into this list since the end of the 90s, I don’t really see those being two that would last.
Anyway, now that I’ve gotten rock-snobby about the books in mentioning Carl Wilson (who makes a pretty strong point about what’s wrong with rock snobbery), he’s speaking in town.