Japanese Lowell George Fans
I love Little Feat. They are my all time favorite band. It’s not surprising for me to learn that Lowell George has admirers in Japan. He was a truly unique composer, vocalist, and slide guitarist. Thankfully, you can still enjoy Lowell’s music in the current incarnation of Little Feat. I will be heading to Aptos on May 26th to see them perform.
9volt Trippin’
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New music rarely excites me. Trolling various a.b.* groups infrequently yields treasure these days. However, tonight, I hit pay dirt by way of Ambitronix, a very bizarre European Jazz/Electonica group. The intensely complex sequencing on "9volt Trippin’" somewhat reminds me of Squarepusher. However, polyrhythms and delay-effect samples beat-matched to digital sequencing by British percussionist, Steve Argüelle are unemblematic of the genre. Unfortunately, "9volt Trippin’" can only be legally obtained from France. Their earlier album, "We Da Man" is available from iTMS. Both are highly recommended. |
Zingosphere
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Mitya000 and I collaborated on another Top 40 hit single tonight. I expect this one to break out into the mainstream. You can place it right next to your Susie Ibarra collection once we get SACD distribution. SXSW ‘07, here we come. Click here for a transcription. |
Caldwell Shine - “Today”
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How many are drumming videos are too many? Well, there can never be enough according to me. This one was shot out in Lakeway, Tejas. Home of good old fashioned dive bars and the Lake Travis crowd. It is like a whole different world out there. At any rate, the camera appeared to be a little too close to the bass rig. So, Silas’s cabinet dominated the mic. Jaco would be proud. |
Hickory Street Soundcheck
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Here’s a short video that BJ shot with his Canon S500 from the Hickory Street Soundcheck for the Caldwell Shine gig. |
Caldwell Shine - “Campfire”
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I played with Caldwell Shine tonight at Hickory Street Bar and Grill. It was a pretty neat little gig. I won four free Woodchuck Granny Smiths and a one dollar tip as a barter for hauling in the old Hipgig. There were a lot of firsts at the big rock show too. This was the first gig with Caldwell, the first time using the Hipgig at a venue, first time playing at Hickory Street, first time an Arby’s employee ever gave me downtown Austin parking tips, and the first time someone tried to sell me size 13 shoes at a bus stop (Sorry, I wear a 10.5!). All of this really happened. Thanks to Ali, JQT, BJ, and Melissa for coming out. |
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A mysterious praxinoscope expert has captured a rare performance of (-)(*) from their lair buried deep beneath Lake Bleach. Sir WJG produced a stream of emo rock so pure that it could be crystallized and sold to a programmer so they may learn to feel again. I intended to play a massive salsa cowbell solo, however this seemed to obscure the aural bliss emanating from ye olde TD-20. The ambience video playing is Wonder Showzen. This is the only show being broadcast in ntsc that can be picked up from the (-)(*) rf-rx unit ever since Lazlo Toth plundered the DirectTV dish. A word of warning though… You musn’t watch this video too closely or you’ll see directly into your own soul in the reflection of w’s aviators. Have fun. |
Aspect Inchoative and the Blogospheres
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With the addition of the infinibass, we’re a four piece. Apart we could do nothing, but together there’s nothing we couldn’t do. It has been said that as a three piece we were bollocks, but when we got to four players, we became the dog’s bollocks. That’s right, Teeth, the Barbitrator, Maxton, and myself were all there in the future. This infectious little ditty is like that piece of gum you can’t get off your shoe. Mighty Max wrote it whilst sat in rush hour traffic last week, and it does kind of remind me of a Traffic song. Enjoy. |
The Obstreperous Fajita Blankers
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This is the first time that I have played in this particular configuration. The band consisted of the famous Sete Gibernau on guitar, and Mad Max on vocals and harmonious saw, and myself on the trap kit in the orchestra pit. We were originally supposed to have a bass player but I think he was passed out in a ditch on goofballs or something. The good news is, I chose to add the optional drum solo at the end of this one in lieu of this weird 15/16 theremin part that was in the Nancarrow score. Usually, I like pretending that I’m Futureman or Carter Beauford maybe while holding down the back beat with little fanfare. After drinking one can of Red Bull and a Young’s Double Chocolate Stout tonight, I felt like a 12 foot tall Keith Moon. When I was done, I threw a T.V. out of my hotel window and raced my Vauxhall down the motorway. Note: some of this probably happened. |
