Morrissey, the last, great postmodern Englishman, lives in Hollywood now. His concerts in Southern California are well attended by Chicano gangbangers. The cover of his new record depicts that most rarefied of pansies — himself — sporting a zoot suit and a tommy gun. Ever get the feeling you’ve been…
If you’re among the tiny few who believed that jive about Avril being a punk at heart, you will be disabused of that notion by “He Wasn’t.” Sure, the tune sports some hey-hey-heys that a well-compensated publicist might describe as pogo-friendly, but the fuzz-toned guitars are more reminiscent of “Saturday…
Guys hate guys. Guys really hate good-lookin’ guys. We don’t want to see some hairsprayed pretty boy batting his eyes and pursing his lips, because we feel threatened. The reason Ron Jeremy has a career is to give us normals hope. Zeke is Ron Jeremy music: thick, manly, hard and…
In Flannery O’Connor’s short story “The Lame Shall Enter First,” shoes are a metaphor for selfishness. The doomed character of Norton is the type of kid who, when given a new pair of kicks, “walked around for days with his eyes on his feet.” Such has been the sin of…
Mandolinist Caleb Roberts was once a part of Slim Cessna’s Auto Club, which specializes in giving rootsy stylings a vigorous tweak. Open Road, on the other hand, leaves bluegrass’s basics well enough alone, and that clearly suits Roberts just fine. The Fort Collins quintet’s second album for Rounder is just…
Last Thursday night, I watched, speechless, as Jesus got clobbered by a burly, long-haired Demon from Mobile, Alabama. I couldn’t believe my eyes. One minute Jesus was rocking — um, make that spazzing — out to Nine Inch Nails, and the next he was writhing on the stage like an…
Dallas-based Pleasant Grove is generally lumped into the alt-country subgenre, which helps explain why the band will be joined in Denver by Munly and the Lee Lewis Harlots, Sound of Corduroy and Brian Bourgault. But The Art of Leaving, recently released on the Badman imprint, is so vast and sweeping…
Born in Germany and raised in St. Louis by way of Mobile, Alabama, the weird and worldly Mr. Quintron has called New Orleans home since 1991. After borrowing a stage name from his father’s electrical company and launching a one-man lounge act, Quintron, a former haunted-house curator, teamed up with…
Some musicians are just gluttons for punishment. Take former Guns N’ Roses members Duff McKagan, Slash and Matt Sorum. The three Axl survivors have joined forces with Stone Temple Pilots vocalist Scott Weiland in the band Velvet Revolver. A very talented cast, rounded out by the comparatively bland Dave Kushner…
Song-telling? Story-singing? As weird as her self-created classifications may be, it’s a good thing Dawn “the Faun” McCarthy deigns to stoop to the level of music journalist. It saves us the agony of making up bullshit genres like “autistic folk” or “three-cents-short opera” to describe the bizarre sound of her…
“I’m making a great living, and I’m not doing shit,” says Mike Doughty . This is not entirely true. From 1994 to 2000, Doughty fronted Soul Coughing, the avant-jazz-hip-hop-electronic band that helped lift alternative rock out of its grungy haze. After that group’s acrimonious breakup in 2000, he walked away…
“There are things known,” Jim Morrison said, “and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors.” More than thirty years after his death, the Lizard King still throws a hell of a party (as officials of the Paris cemetery where he’s buried are always complaining). So it comes…
Not as flimsy or lightweight as its name might suggest, Plastic Parachute specializes in catchy pop rock with a mainstream sound built for radio. Driven by the girlishly extroverted vocals of frontwoman Deb Hooks and the crunchy guitar of Ricky Brewer (the pair moved to Denver from Nashville, where they…
Ryan Raddon, who records under the name Kaskade, isn’t a typical superstar DJ. For one thing, he schedules a late-May interview for 9 a.m., a time when most in-demand turntable manipulators are still lingering in slumberland. For another, he speaks just before heading to a recording studio in Salt Lake…
They tend to think I’m some kind of crazy lady,” says Shannon Wright with a laugh. “As far as things I’ve heard through the grapevine, I guess people think I’m angry, or they think the music is depressing.” It’s not hard to see how folks might get the wrong impression…
At this very moment, hundreds of bands in cities, towns and rural areas are studiously imitating Bad Religion. The group has survived for nearly a quarter-century, and for most of that span, it’s rarely been seen as trendy. Nonetheless, the blend of sonic rudiments, melodic brawniness and social savvy –…
When DJ Danger Mouse and Brooklyn MC Jemini released Ghetto Pop Life in October 2003, only those in the know — or in the U.K. — really caught on. But once Danger Mouse dropped The Grey Album — a remix of Jay-Z’s The Black Album using sounds and samples from…
Tied together by a threatening Lee Van Cleef spaghetti-Western theme, Dead Girls Don’t Cry rides the range from clanging Sabbath metal (“Black Wedding”) to harsh rockabilly (“Shock Star”). Loaded with death-defying two-part harmony, a well-crafted score, insane drum patter and orgasmic guitar licks, the Danes in Nekromantix have grown fiercer…
Chicago DJ/producer Felix da Housecat paid his dues for years in the underground scene, then exploded like a well-timed volcano with his 2001 release Kittenz and Thee Glitz, featuring oversexed electro chanteuse Miss Kittin. After starting off as a real house cat at fourteen and hitting Europe at seventeen, at…
Critics, including this one, tend to use terms like “competent,” “solid” and “professional” when reviewing albums that fail to hit our sweet spot but aren’t so mediocre as to deserve slagging. As a result, it’s easy for scribblers to forget that the qualities denoted by these identifiers can be positive,…
With a screech of chalk, today’s lesson begins. It’s time for the music-appreciation professor to liven up his boring-ass syllabus. “Set Me Free is an example of motifs from the classic period blended with modern elements like brick beats,” he says with a satisfied half-grin. As string-backed programming plays, some…
Three weeks ago, I opined in this space on the American Music Auditions that had taken place at Avalon May 12-16. I received quite a few e-mails in response, most of them from members of bands that had been duped — er, I mean, had participated in the event. None…
