Criminally Ignored #3

Greatness: I want this, but can't have it.

You can own this gem of a tour shirt during the "No Deachunter Tour" that I really wish was coming to LA. Ho hum.

Moving on:

Hope Sandoval & The Warm Inventions - Bavarian Fruit Bread

Recently, I read that Hope Sandoval has stopped sharing an apartment with Miranda Lee Richards (ok, that's not true, but it just seems like they'd make for good roommates) and finally decided to start recording again. Which means there will be another Warm Inventions album coming some time this fall. One of the biggest complaints I've heard about 2001's Bavarian Fruit Bread is that it sounded too much like rehashed Mazzy Star, making the album too predictable as a result. Well, that's true, and honestly I don't expect this upcoming album to be any different. So why recommend it? Well, I'm not recommending it, so much as I'm recommending the fourth track on the album. "On the Low" has been a fav of mine for a while now. I fell in love with it the very first time I heard it on the Sprout soundtrack (several years later, and I still haven't seen the film). Nothing amazing, just so freaking chill.

Exciting

Lord willing, this will be good.

No Age - Losing Feeling EP

Due October 26

In other news: I'm still addicted to this...

Clipse ft. Kanye West

"Kinda Like a Big Deal"

Warning: Explicit, but no Auto-Tune! Yay!

Brothers

Bob Dylan - Desire / John Phillips - John, the Wolf King of LA

Collaboration

Geez.

I just listened to this today and am very pleased.

Atlas Sound w. Panda Bear

"Walkabout"

The track comes from the upcoming Atlas Sound album Logos.

Due October 20th.

Legit.

"It's like the chocolate came out of a full ashtray."

This makes me sad.

Chocolate-covered bacon.

Why America, why?

Criminally Ignored #2

Larry Clark's Kids is a messed up film.

Really.

I first saw it in college a few years ago. Clark took what the public already knew about underage sex, AIDS, drugs, and disillusionment, and exaggerated it to a point where the viewer can't help but be left with something long after the film's ending. Well, not every teenager is having rapid sex with their friends and classmates, but it happens more often than you think. I'm not saying you should run to your nearest Blockbuster and rent it (This shouldn't be used for educational purposes. Trust me.), but it's crazy stuff. The film is far too explicit, but if you've ever taken a look at Clark's filmography that shouldn't be a surprise. He seems way too preoccupied with presenting teenage vice (and shirtless boys), rather than using those existing vices as a means to make change or to at least present an alternative. Negativity will only birth more negativity until we force it into inspiring a positive.

So yeah. The soundtrack is great.

 

It's mostly Lou Barlou songs; a Sebadoh song ("Spoiled," a good choice.) and some Folk Implosion songs. But songs like the silly angst ridden "Daddy Never Understood" or the lost "Jenny's Theme," are just awesome. Then there's Slint's "Good Morning Captain," which actually ended up being my first introduction to the band.

Not totally accessible, but unlike the film, worth going back to.

Bowling

I'll be here tonight.

Ray LaMontagne with the Hollywood Bowl Orchestra / Jenny Lewis / Blitzen Trapper

@ Hollywood Bowl, 7pm

Neat.

North American Scum

You should see this, regardless of which America you come from.

Robert Frank's "The Americans"

Until October 19th @ The Museum of Contemporary Art, Los Angeles

Background: In 1955 Robert Frank traveled across the United States and photographed its society. Upper class, middle class, no class, everything. During his trip, Frank was thrown in jail (in Arkansas), accused of being communist (in Arkansas), and told by a sheriff that he had "an hour to leave town. (not sure where...Arkansas?)" He took his family along with him for part of his series of road trips over the next two years, during which time he took 28,000 shots. 83 of those photographs were published as The Americans in 1958. The book was originally published in Paris, because many U.S. publishers thought Frank's subject matter was too un-American and were unimpressed with his photographic techniques. As a result, the book wasn't published in the states until '59.

So yeah, go.

Oh, and no ill will towards Arkansas. You're alright.

Hendrix, Clapton, uh...Lil' Wayne

Lesson: Owning a guitar makes you proficient at...owning a guitar. Not playing one.

Oh, Weezy.

This is the kind of stuff you do in the basement where the only people that can hear you are either rats or cockroaches...

I bought my first guitar from one of my high school teachers for $100. He only played it during Sunday morning services at church; Assembles of God. So a few hymns, maybe a Michael W. Smith cover or two. Honestly, I just wanted to be a black Pete Townshend (Pete probably just wanted to be a white Chuck Berry). I remember plugging my guitar into the amp for the very first time and expecting a 9 minute solo, but ended up playing something that sounded a lot like Weezy's Guitar Hero-esque attempt.

In fact, it might actually be the same song.

Advice: You should see this show.

The Very Best @ The Echoplex

July 16th

Criminally Ignored #1

Hey,

You should buy this...

All Night Radio - Spirit Stereo Frequency

I was a big Beachwood Sparks fan and was pretty bummed about their breakup at the time (they got back together last year), but then I discovered Dave and Jimi's side project a few years ago. Nifty.

Ok, so at 4:56pm it will be 456789. Earth shattering.

Maybe it was the anxiety from this "once in a millennia" occasion that caused me to roll my ankle this morning? Sure.