Animal Collective Finish Recording New Record, Yay! Black Dice and Ariel Pink Do Stuff, Too, Yay! But First: Solo Projects, Yay!

Did you know "blues" guitarist Stevie Ray Vaughan had a prophetic dream about his death, only 20 hours before he died in a helicopter crash? Truly inspiring. So inspiring, in fact, that I closed my eyes last night hoping that I'd dream about one of my limbs getting maimed by a helicopter blade. Instead, I got these bullshit premonitions:

Premonition 1: During the week of March 20, everyone will be talking about Person Pitch, Panda Bear's latest solo release. It'll get high ratings. The din will be funnelled through a lot of reverb and will most likely sound cavernous. Brian Wilson might even take a listen.

Premonition 2: On April 24, Avey Tare and Kria Brekkan will release Pullhair Rubeye to a similar brouhaha, only this time everything will be backwards. People will get upset that their complaints are incomprehensible. David Lynch will be blamed.

Premonition 3: Sometime later this year (according to my premonition, not to industry sources), Animal Collective will release their follow-up to 2005's Feels. They recently finished recording the album, and it is slated to come out on Domino/Paw Tracks. The response will be loud and eclectic, and so will the U.S. shows and European festivals this summer.

Premonition 4: AC's Paw Tracks will be releasing a limited-edition Black Dice 12-inch that will feature a couple tracks from a full-length scheduled for later this year (not sure which label, but not DFA). The feedback will be "intellectualized" and "sorta dancy, sorta not."

Premonition 5: Ariel Pink will record a new album and release a DVD later this year. Critics and fans will sound like they're talking through answering machine speakers.

I woke up early this morning and realized that I've been blasting and laughing so long that even my momma thinks that my mind has gone. But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it. Me be treated like a punk you know that's unheard of. You know what I mean?

Yo La Tengo Tour, Casiotone Don’t, But… Well, They Do, But… Listen, We’re Talking About Yo La Tengo Right Now, Okay? Okay.

Right, you hear that thing a while back? About Owen Ashworth -- Casiotone For The Painfully Alone dude -- and how his flat burned down? And how he was okay, and so was his girlfriend, and his cat went missing for a few days, but it's back, so that's all fine, and a few bits of equipment got busted up, but for God's sake he probably picks up his keyboards at the Early Learning Center for a buck apiece?

Yeah, that whole thing pissed me off.

I mean, girlfriend? What the fuck? Doesn't that kinda go against the whole "Painfully Alone" shtick? If I was going to pin myself with a name like that, I'd make sure that I was pretty, y'know, alone. Do you think I picked Nunpuncher in a moment of idle fancy? No. I make sure that every single day, I hunt down a nun, and with a heavy heart, punch her, hard, in the face. It ain't pretty, but you've got to suffer for your art, you know? Or, at least, nuns do. Pretty much the same thing.

Seriously. Owen. Dude. We hung out one time. I bought your T-shirt. I thought we were bros. Dawgs. Tight. I told you stuff, you told me stuff. There can't be this kind of deception, y'know? I just? I just don't know what to think anymore.

Also, I just noticed Judy already covered the Casiotone tour (TMT News), like, a month ago. Er, fuck. No, it's cool, I think I've got it. I can turn this around.

So, uh, hey! How about that Yo La Tengo tour? I mean, no one knows what that name even means! Probably not even foreign people with all their words that we don't know! They've got to be pretty safe.

Ah, forget it:

Foiled Sam Beam Sues Store Employees for Delaying Release of New LP on Sub Pop

A man who was beaten by employees of a store he was trying to rob is now suing.

Police say Sam Beam (also known as Iron & Wine) entered the department store FoxSX-FareYoos in Pittsburgh, PA last July, brandished a semi-automatic pistol, and demanded cash.

That's when employees John Watts and Terry Biels beat him with a pipe and held Beam at bay with his own gun.

Beam escaped when they retreated into the store to call 911, but he was arrested a week later. He pleaded guilty to first-degree robbery and was sentenced to 18 years in prison as a repeat violent felon.

Now Beam is suing the department store and the two employees who beat him, claiming they committed assault and battery and intentionally inflicted emotional distress so as to delay the release of his new album, The Shepherd's Dog to be released on Sub Pop.

Somewhere Between Repellent, Hilarious and Just Plain Ridiculously Stupid: Cock E.S.P on Tour

"Somebody like Merzbow, or even Cock E.S.P. (I realize it's an exercise in absurdity) are at the point where they should simply be a concept, or a theory. To turn it into a business is a joke." - Assume Power Focus (Hydra interview)

"These longtime Minneapolis noise merchants dress up in ridiculous costumes, make sounds that will automatically loosen your stool and throw household appliances at each other." - Go-Go Magazine (Denver)

"I have never bothered to follow this band, and this hasn't convinced me that I missed out on anything." - Worm Gear

"Semen-encrusted fun for the whole family." - Torso

"My chair never knew what hit it." - Autoreverse

"A bunch of crap and a waste of time." - Quacky & Pigley's Big Huge Club

"Is this guerrilla performance art? Am I on a hidden-camera TV show? Am I just stupid for not 'getting it'? Are you fucking kidding me? These are all normal reactions and seemingly a part of the grand concept that the E.S.P.-ers have been pimping for a decade." - Cincinnati CityBeat

"Horridly obnoxious sounding." - Flipside

"Funny enough the first couple times, but tends to get boring rather quickly." - Sinkhole

"Minneapolis' Cock E.S.P.might be called underground or performance art, but is more likely a joke." - Rochester Democrat and Chronicle

"As Cock E.S.P. has eloquently proved throughout their career, it's hard to take anything too seriously when it includes someone in a donkey mask humping an amplifier." - Columbus Alive

"Almost dumb enough to be Falco." - CMJ

"I can't wait for the fucking tour." - TMT
03.10.07 - Minneapolis, MN - The Church $# with Knife World, Dianoga
03.11.07 - Chicago, IL - The Village $# with Panicsville
03.12.07 - Cleveland, OH - Embassy - Tusco Terror with Skin Graft
03.13.07 - Columbus, OH - Skylab - $# with Noumena
03.14.07 - Pittsburgh, PA - Smiling Moose $ with Plastered Bastards
03.15.07 - Rochester, NY - AV Room - 8 Public Market (2nd Floor) $# with Nuuj
03.16.07 - Brooklyn, NY - Paris London with $#Rubbed Raw
03.17.07 - Boston, MA - School of the Museum of Fine Arts $#!

$ Costes

# Mr. Natural

! Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck Suffering Bastard

Art Brut Tour in Support of “Sophomore Effort,” Respectfully Suggest that You Stop Buying Your Albums at the Supermarket

Although my only real-life interaction with Art Brut involved feeling their bass through the ground (I was horizontal and minutes away from being hospitalized; is this story old yet?), I assure you I’ve been trying to make up for it ever since. My old roommates took “Good Weekend” (arguably the best track on Bang Bang Rock and Roll) out of house rotation because they couldn’t handle three healthy doses of British smarminess and power chords a day. Obvious solution: move! And move I did, but in all fairness, Art Brut had very little to do with it. Still, the fact that my new roommates have an elaborate call-and-response routine worked out to “Formed A Band” (Roommate 1: “FORMED A...” Roommate 2: “A WHAT?” Roommate 1: “FORMED A B--” Roommate 2: “A WHAT!?” Roommates 3 & 4: “A BAND! WE FORMED A BAND! LOOK AT US! WE FORMED A BAND!”) is an exceptionally convenient bonus.

Somehow, I don’t feel that said routine would be as well-accepted at one of these dates, but hey, we’re just talking to the kids:

I. Pit er Pat “Scooter” Libby Found Guilty in CIA Leak Case, Tours

I saw Pit er Pat play with The Fiery Furnaces back in 2005.

That reminds me of a teacher I had who often wore a black baseball cap that had nothing on it except an embroidered "2005" on the left side.

I stood on the right side of the stage when Pit er Pat played, which is really stage left.

My teacher often came out of left field with some of his comments. Whenever things got out of his control, he said we were a "clusterfuck of a class."

'Clusterfuck' is a military term that describes a process where too many people are involved in a situation, all trying to help, but only making things worse.

It was my first time seeing Pit er Pat, and I thought they played rather skillfully back in black-hat-embroidered 2005, and there's only three of them. Not a clusterfuck.

When someone in my class would be the first to do something, he would say that student "popped the class' cherry."

I enjoyed seeing Pit er Pat play, and I think The Fiery Furnaces' Eleanor Friedberger winked at me with her left eye later on that evening. I liked it, but she also seemed to wink at other people, too. I didn't like that.

My teacher often gave us sage advice, telling us to be an individual, original, and not "a bunch of Kool-Aid drinkers."

Nobody in Pit er Pat winked at me, but they were a lot of fun to listen to and watch. I even bought their album.

My teacher often carried a large case to which he fastened a handle made of string and rubber bands. He said it was a good "hand job."

Pit er Pat really impressed me with some great piano playing and some great songs.

If we gave my teacher excuses, or tried to pass one over on him, he would often tell us not to "tickle his balls."

Pit er Pat is going out on tour in Europe next week.

A clusterfuck of dates: