I’ve been sadly remiss in posting about it before now, which sucks, but I wanted to at least give a big-ass thumbs-up to the excellent-sounding River Revival Music Festival, which starts today, Thursday, September 27th, and runs through this Sunday, September 30th…
Andrew W.K. has always been an enigma, at least to me; truthfully, it’s part of his charm. Is he serious about his whole “Party Hard” shtick? How can anybody be that goddamn positive all the freaking time? That can’t be real, can it? Is it all a big put-on, a character he’s playing, like an Adult Swim version of an irrepressibly upbeat kids’ TV show host?…
This weekend, y’all…damn. There is a veritable shit-ton of awesome shows happening, starting with tonight, Friday, September 21st, so I feel compelled to try to blather about some of it, at the very least; apologies if I leave anybody out. Away we go…
Hey there, People My General Age, we need to talk. See, I’ve been talking to The Kid, just asking her curiously how she listens to music these days; she doesn’t have a CD player anymore, she’s never owned a radio, Spotify’s not working for her at the moment (and Napster costs money, so that’s out), and her non-iPhone/iPad headphones are busted…
We’re headed face-first a hell of a busy week, music-wise, and I’m honestly feeling kinda frantic, not wanting to let any of it slip by (even though, yes, I almost certainly will…). One of the coolest shows is happening tonight, though, Monday, September 17th, up at White Oak Music Hall…
I may have underestimated Matt Costa. No, scratch that — going by Santa Rosa Fangs, I definitely underestimated Matt Costa. I’ve only seen him live once, back in the mid-2000s when he was touring with surf-folk guy Jack Johnson; my wife was a big Jack Johnson fan, at the time…
I’m going to hang my head and admit with sadness that no, I never got to check out the old Canned Acoustica series of shows. I know, I know; it came along at a weird time for me, when I was dealing with a toddler (who is now big enough to survive on his own, thankfully) and just didn’t leave the house much, blah, blah, blah…
Once upon a time, there was an awesome, promising young indie-rock band called Ruiners; they released a handful of songs, one of which, “One,” lived in my head for about six months straight. And then, they were gone. Singer/guitarist Shan Pasha moved to London to go to school…
