Sometimes the truth is stranger than fiction, a statement rarely applicable to the TMT news column. Yet, nowhere is the phrase more appropriate than when describing the bizarre life and times of psych patriarch Roky Erickson, whose experiences could literally and figuratively be described as mind-blowing. First coming to prominence in the early 1960s as founding member of The 13th Floor Elevators, who are often credited as the first psychedelic rock group, the group continued breaking new ground, playing, and recording throughout the decade. Eventually, his vocal support for marijuana and LSD proved to backfire on him, causing much police attention and ultimately leading to his arrest for a single joint. While on trial, he plead insanity rather than face a 10-year prison sentence, which also proved to backfire -- the plea got him sent to a mental hospital, and his several busted escape attempts from it got him sent to the Rusk State Hospital for the Criminally Insane.
There, he was subjected to electroshock therapy and heavy doses of Thorazine. After being released, he spent the next few decades undertaking new musical projects, claiming to be an extraterrestrial, and living under the eye of his heavily religious mother (among other things). It was only after legal custody of Roky was awarded to his younger brother in 2001 that he began recovering, regaining control of his life to the point where he is now able to make music again, even playing several shows and festivals in the past and near future.
A documentary about Erickson's life, entitled You're Gonna Miss Me (via Palm Pictures), is due for a theater release on June 8 and a DVD release July 10. Note to movie producers: I think I can speak for all aspiring musicians dabbling in recreational drug use from Texas who have religious parents when I say the recent documentaries about Erickson and Daniel Johnson have not exactly been the most encouraging. Just one movie about someone not suffering from schizophrenia by their late 40s would be a serious breath of fresh air. It's difficult to complain though, because at least judging by the trailer on the film's website, this movie is going to be a much-needed retrospective on the important achievements and far-out events in the life of one of the most influential musicians of the 1960s.
But seriously, electroshock therapy?
In honor of the seventh anniversary of Jim Henson’s death, the long-forgotten Meat Puppets have decided to reform. The American populace had their first taste of The Meat Puppets in 1976 during The Muppet Show. Originally billed as the local butchers, their airtime was significantly cut when Henson started targeting a more youthful audience and needed more positive and less brutal characters.
The brothers, as they were deemed to be, had little qualms about the lack of airtime, but egos stared to flair when Miss Piggy was introduced to the cast. It was understood amongst the puppet world that Miss Piggy and Kermit the Frog were romantically linked, but the crude Meat Puppets didn’t care so much for societal norms. Rumors started that Miss Piggy was having a fling with both brothers, and from 1975-1977, the three faced a limited suspension. Things culminated, finally, on April 2, 1979, when Kermit guest-hosted The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson. Miss Piggy was in attendance to watch her frog do his shtick, but after the show, The Meat Puppets showed up completely drunk and offered her a gram of coke if she would perform several sexual acts on them. It was the late '70s, and Miss Piggy was notorious for her coke habit, so she submitted quite easily. Kermit walked in while the three were heavily involved in acts not suitable for this publication. The police were called, but matters were settled out of court. The Meat Puppets agreed to leave the Muppet family for good, and Miss Piggy checked herself into rehab.
Now, almost 30 years since they left the Muppet family, the brothers are back, and this time they are making music. They have a brand new album, Rise To Your Knees, which is chock full of 12 songs in the vain of their old, off-the-cuff lifestyle. Yet, at the same time, it is a rebirth from their clouded past of drug abuse, jail time, and other legal problems. The album is due July 17.
Look for them on tour this spring, hitting mostly West Coast venues. No word if Kermit or Miss Piggy will be making any appearances alongside the brothers, but word is they’ve squashed any problems from the past.
UPDATE: As of April 10 of 2007, the year of our lord, Miss Piggy has announced she is completely clean and has also become the latest spokespig for PETA. Congratulations!
* fans-only event, tickets not for sale
Clutch Come Through in the… You Know; Tour Plans Upcoming, Pending Approval of Family of Auto Mechanics
As I think back on my long association with Clutch — from the time I first heard the classic “Juggernaut” B-side to the time I saw them play an enhanced ‘swing’ version of “Dragonfly” in a Spokane dive — I can’t help but run through different associations I have with their band name. To wit, ‘clutch’ can comprise an important part of an automobile, the part that windshield-wiper fluid goes into, methinks. I’m not really sure though; I’ve always been a white-collar pussy, to be straight about it. I used to date a girl from a family of car mechanics, and they would just sit and stare at me, amused. I wish they would have talked to me more though because I’m sure they were thinking the same thing I was: White-Collar Pussy.
Which brings me to another use of the word ‘clutch’: some things are just, well, CLUTCH, and some things aren’t. For example:
Clutch: making the winning basket with .01 seconds left to play in the NBA Finals
NOT Clutch: playing your little brother on a kiddie hoop and dominating him like Bill Murray’s swooping rejection in Rushmore, then telling your mom he’s not very athletic
Clutch: hot sex with a totally hot hottie in the hot-as-hell backseat of a hot-pink VW bus
NOT Clutch: masturbating with your thumb in your ass in the back of a short bus
Clutch: when your best friend shows up at a concert with your ticket and a fatty, which you both enjoy in the front row
NOT Clutch: when your best friend shows up at a concert and explains that he spent your ticket money on Taco Time, a Love Tester arcade game, and a 3-D poster, which you enjoy grudgingly while he watches the show
Clutch: watching Pantera open for Skid Row in 1992, just before the Big Hair Ban
NOT Clutch: watching Skid Row when Pantera’s done
Clutch: Scotty Ian
NOT Clutch: Ted Nugent
Clutch: hearing Deltron 3030 at a college party five years ago
NOT Clutch: hearing Deltron 3030 at a college party last night
Clutch: being vegetarian
NOT Clutch: talking about being vegetarian
Clutch: every Clutch album up to and including Pure Rock Fury
NOT Clutch: every Clutch album since Pure Rock Fury
See how some things come through in the Clutch and some don’t? It’s a fine line, let me tellya, and though Clutch haven’t been too clutch of late, they got another chance when they released From Beale Street to Oblivion on March 27. They’ll also try to make a ‘swish’ in a concert venue near you, unless you live in Pullman, Washington... but I guess that’s a given.
How many tourdates does it take to impress Scotty Ian?:
You know Vice Records? Right, right, it's the record label arm of everyone's favorite nihilistic hipster publication, Vice Magazine. Since the whole Vice empire is known for its haughty irreverence, one wonders whether the day has come for the magazine to start making fun of the label. I may as well save them the awkwardness by beginning the ridicule right now. Here's the deal: Vice Records has announced plans to team up with other big indies, potentially including Matador and Sub Pop, to release a series of compilations akin to the nauseatingly popular Now That's What I Call Music series. Targeted to what Vice's general manager Adam Shore called the "very casual record buyer," the albums will include such crossover (oh man, if there was ever a word to make you barf, that's the one) artists as Bloc Party, Silversun Pickups, Bright Eyes, and Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, as well as erstwhile indies like Sonic Youth (say it ain't so, Thurston!) and Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
Shore, who may just be considering a switch from crotch-hugging jeans to Armani suits, risking unfavorable photos in Vice Magazine's "Dos and Don'ts" section, further explained: "We're partnering with MTV2, and the focus is going to be Wal-Marts, big box stores, red states, and TV advertising — to really go beyond.... We don't really expect indie-rock stores to support this record." Hey, don't worry about biting the hand that feeds you, dude. And while you're at it, let's hope no one reads into your statement and realizes that what you're really saying is that you're dumbing down indie rock for a mainstream audience -- a proposition that's insulting to both the genre's current audience and the faceless masses for which the compilations are intended. Let's go one further and think about what it means that Wal-Mart and red states represent the kind of audience that indie labels are trying to reach. The word "indie," derived from the word "independent" and carrying the connotation of difference and iconoclasm, has died infinite deaths in the past few years, but that doesn't make this one any less gruesome. On the bright side, I can't wait to see the TV commercials.
The Flaming Lips Play Interstellar Baseball Using Live DVD And Tri-Color Mitts Made Of Wizard Powder And Togetherness And Milk
Wayne Coyne and those other two freaky freeformers are lighting a Pyre to the Supreme Being of No-Pain and Light with their first-ever live DVD, called U.F.O.s at the Zoo: The Legendary Concert in Oklahoma City, and if the stars align and the planet we call Home keeps turning and churning and giving the illusion that the Sun has left us when really it's just saying Hello to the rest of the world and will be back soon to shower us in more Tenderness and Secular Renewal, the DVD will be coming out sometime (Time?) in July. Starting April 6, the band will be selling Limited Edition posters through their store, which is so fitting, because given enough time, everything ultimately comes in a Limited Edition, even our own corporeal forms.
The Flaming Lips also have some seriously Eldritch tour dates coming up in Far Off, Far Out places like Myrtle Beach and Pompano Beach. Coyne explained, "When the records come out, we hit everywhere as quick as we can to be out on the circuit. The second summer, you try to go to all the weird, cool places where you want to shop and eat exotic food." This is just a guess, but I bet when they play at Brown University, everyone will be throwing around Giant Balloons of Mellifluousness and then Robert Coover will get up on stage and give a speech about the possibilities of the Digital Medium to advance Metafiction and Art, and then Brian Evenson will get up on stage in a Rabbit costume and warn against the Dangers of Mormonism, and then Wayne Coyne will take back the microphone and launch into "The Supreme Being Teaches Spider-Man How To Be In Love," which will be on the soundtrack to Spider-Man 3, and then the whole crowd will form a Human Spiral that looks like it spirals into Nothingness but really, at the very center will be The Answer To The Question and that Answer will Level all Buildings and Heal all Wounds and pluck the Final Guitar String.
See you there:
The Andrew Bird and Apostle Of Hustle Unofficial Power Hour Presents: The Whistle While You Tour, Hotel Tour of Death
Warning: The following account is violent, sexy, and a little misogynist. It is based on truth.
The still suspiciously named Andrew Bird just flew over my Ford Fiesta last month and dropped a giant splotch-of-an-album, Armchair Apocrypha (TMT Review), all over my windshield. Rather than get pissed and curse the sky, I took a listen after stealing a car stereo from a Camaro. While rocking out to the soothing sounds of the "Bird Man," I made my way to my drugs/arms dealer, who was having a shoot out in front of his house with gang members from the South Bronx. I was baffled and shat my pants. It dawned on me that my friend, Chance, from the popular VH1 crime-drama, I Love New York, had never listened to Andrew Bird's haunting violin. I ran into his house, dodging bullets, and handed him the CD. He said "thanks" and handed me a gat.
I shot the .45 while running (I am very amazing at running and shooting) toward the car of gang people. I found that underneath a red bandana, covering his face, was my old school mate "Skeet Dawg." We put our guns down and both laughed aloud. We did the special handshake and then I hopped in his ride. I was in the back seat eating a chicken chimichanga and shooting up when I heard space-y guitars facing off against rampant drums droning from Skeet's speakers. "Man, who is this?" Skeet, who was canoodling with a hooker in the front while driving, told me that it was a bootleg copy of the new Apostle Of Hustle album National Anthem of Nowhere, released March 6 on Arts & Crafts. I questioned his knowledge and preference of Indie Rock due to his stereotypical thug physique. He told me that he was a fan ever since he met Andrew Whiteman at a Broken Social Scene concert last year in Harlem. He explained to me how Whiteman is the 30th guitarist and MVP of BSS and how Apostle of Hustle is an underrated band.
It was then that Skeet said that Apostle Of Hustle would be touring with Andrew Bird. I called bullshit and threw a brick at his face. We swerved into a ditch where the car exploded. We all made it out alive, except for the hooker. Skeet made a few calls on his iPhone. He said he'd prove to me that the tour was real. I told him something that ironic was impossible. Within a half hour, an SUV pulled to the side of the street, and in the driver's seat was Andrew Whiteman himself. I felt embarrassed, as if my mouth was full of testicles. Skeet was right! Skeet and Whiteman told me that the "Bird Man" was giving a lecture on heretics at Illinois' Northwestern University, where Bird graduated with a bachelor's degree in violin performance. When we got to campus, I saw my TMT news editor, Matt Weir, who kicked me directly in the abdomen. He shouted at me to stop pointlessly name-dropping and writing weak articles for the scholarly journal, Tiny Mix Tapes. I told him he was mean, and then he drop-kicked me like '80s Jean-Claude Van Damme while saying, "Life is mean, asshole."
After cleaning off the blood, we watched Bird's thrilling lecture at a local Wendy's near campus. Before sundown, Bird had showed the crowd of seven people how to properly convert a Frosty into fossil fuel. At the end of the lecture, he announced that he would in fact be going on tour with Apostle Of Hustle. I was shocked at the night's events, and once again I felt those familiar testicles in my mouth. I met Bird that night (Larry Bird, not Andrew Bird -- he left with Skeet, Whiteman, and Weir to get hookers) and he taught me that life isn't about demeaning women, using drugs, or listening to hipster music. He taught me that life was about being clutch, like him, and that once you overcome the extreme pressures of others, you will succeed in life. That was when I shot him and said, "Life is mean, asshole." I left him for the dogs and caught up with my homies. That night underneath the stars, Skeet, Andrew Whiteman, Andrew Bird, and I learned that life is unpredictable and that Ice Cube has gone soft on all of us.
I forgot what this was all about. Oh, yeah! Andrew Bird tourdates:
04.11.07 - Grand Rapids, MI - Calvin College - Ladies Literary Club
04.12.07 - Detroit, MI - Majestic Theater
04.13.07 - Columbus, OH - Southern Theatre
04.14.07 - Newport, KY - Southgate House Ballroom
04.16.07 - Nashville, TN - Mercy Lounge
04.17.07 - St. Louis, MO - The Pageant
04.18.07 - Urbana, IL - Canopy Club
04.20.07 - Chicago, IL - Riviera Theatre
04.21.07 - Milwaukee, WI - Pitman Theater *
04.22.07 - Columbia, MO - Blue Note *
04.23.07 - Omaha, NE - Sokol Underground *
04.25.07 - Boulder, CO - Fox Theatre *
04.27.07 - Tucson, AZ - Rialto Theatre *
04.28.07 - Indio, CA - Cochella
04.30.07 - Hollywood, CA - Amoeba Records
05.01.07 - Francisco, CA - Fillmore San *
05.02.07 - Sacramento, CA - Harlowe's
05.04.07 - Portland, OR - Crystal Ballroom *
05.05.07 - Seattle, WA - Showbox Theater *
05.06.07 - Bellingham, WA - Viking Union Multipurpose Room, Western University
05.11.07 - Minneapolis, MN - First Avenue
05.12.07 - Grinnell, IA - Herrick Chapel, Grinnell College
05.16.07 - Boston, MA - Berklee Performance Center
05.17.07 - New York, NY - Webster Hall
05.18.07 - Philadelphia, PA - Theatre of Living Arts
05.20.07 - Washington, DC - 9:30 Club
* Apostle of Hustle
Live Earth Concert Lineup and Location Revealed; Right-Wingers Chop Down Trees and Go For a Roadtrip Across the Country in Stretch Limo SUVs to Celebrate
If you're among the group of people who did not happen to see former U.S. Vice President (some say former President) Al Gore's documentary film An Inconvenient Truth, then you may not have any idea what this whole Live Earth concert is all about. See, a few years back, Gore put together this documentary about a thing called "global warming," which some people believe is a myth. The film was Gore's attempt to bring the problem to a larger audience to invoke positive environmental changes. It has since become one of the most popular documentaries ever released.
Now, Gore has placed his brand on a worldwide, 24-hour long concert dedicated to global warming called Live Earth. The show will begin in Sydney, Australia and will move around the seven continents until arriving at the final show in the U.S. Al Gore is quoted as saying, "Live Earth will help us reach a tipping point that's needed to move corporations and governments to take decisive action to solve the climate crisis." A noble concept indeed, which, like all other political topics, has its critics.
The U.S. leg of the concert, which was previously planned to occur in Washington, DC, has now been moved to a more leftist-friendly location at the Giants Stadium in New Jersey and will happen on July 7. Tickets for the event are set to go on sale at 10 AM EDT on Monday, April 16.
The U.S. show will feature performances from a James Iha-less Smashing Pumpkins, Roger Waters, the recently reunited Police, the recently immortalized Bon Jovi, Fall Out Boy, John Mayer, Alicia Keys, Kelly Clarkson, Ludacris, and many other TMT favorites.
You can also expect to see acts such as Beastie Boys, Bloc Party, Madonna, James Blunt, Keane, Black Eyed Peas, and Duran Duran if you are living in the fabled Englands. Just for the record, Neutral Milk Hotel will not be playing at this or any of the other Live Earth events.
All of the concerts are set to be streamed thanks to your good friends at Microsoft/MSN and NBC in the U.S. More than 120 other television networks are also set to participate in airing the live event throughout the world. Here's to hoping that people can simply put down their ridiculous politics (including Gore's) to simply focus their collective energies on affecting positive change. Who really needs to drive an SUV anyway?
With such contagious euphoria, it's easy to get sucked into the clouds by a group like Animal Collective. So, sometimes it takes sad news to ground us back to reality. Suffering from late-stage [?Parkinson's Disease], the grandfather of Animal Collective member Brian "Geologist" Weitz has been in the hospital for the last two months due to surgery unrelated to Parkinson's. And now Weitz' grandfather is unable to "fully wake up or recover."
In an effort to support his grandfather and promote research initiatives for Parkinson's Disease, Weitz and his mom have joined the Parkinson Council's 2007 Walk for Parkinson's in Philadelphia. The sixth-annual Walk will be held on April 21, starting at the Philadelphia Art Museum and lasting for roughly ten miles.
You can help Weitz raise funds by donating to his personal Walk webpage.
Of course, the fight against Parkinson's Disease won't end after the walk, so bookmark those links and do what you can for future walks and fundraising projects.
Festivals, festivals, festivals! Fe-est-iva-a-a-a-a-ls! It's never too early for festival news, especially when you're dedicated to the still-flourishing folk revival movement we all know and love. All way-too-easy jokes about folkies with Aran sweaters and fingers in ears aside, the Green Man Festival seems to effortlessly straddle the tumultuous divide between long-standing members of the conventional folk establishment and their sometimes-dissed folktronically-inclined contemporaries.
All the hubbub about respecting the oral tradition will be put on the shelf for one weekend in August, when "folk" folk of all musical, philosophical and political persuasions will gather once again on gorgeous Glanusk Park in the Brecon Beacons, Wales for what has become one of the UK's most friendly festivals. Along with loads of the usual (and seemingly annually participating) suspects will be Joanna Newsom (herself a Green Man repeat performer), Stephen Malkmus, and Robert Plant -- yes Robert Plant -- who will take to the stage as headliners at this year's Green Man Festival August 17-19.
Besides the attraction of impeccable vibes and eats (past years have featured veggie, organic meat, and paella stands, and this year promises fresh seafood curries and an on-site smokery!), there will be plenty of obscure spinning in the DJ tent thanks to an esteemed array of crate-diggers of a different breed, and the popular film and literature tents will be back in full force (last year's tents featured obscure "psych-commune" film screenings and included talks with quintessential folk producer Joe Boyd and quintessential folk arranger Robert Kirby).
In short, there should be no excuse for not having your weird beard fully grown and your Morris Dancing steps down by mid-August. With its walled garden Children's area, 20,000 acres of idyllic parkland, massage and alternative therapy services, and possibly the presence of the Association of Radical Midwives, it might be the only festival you could ever consider bringing your three-year-old son, 93-year-old gramma, and ?-year-old lactating mother, daughter, wife, or partner to.
Here are the confirmed acts playing this year's Green Man: Robert Plant and the Strange Sensation, Joanna Newsom, Stephen Malkmus and The Jicks, Bill Callahan, Vashti Bunyan, Stephen Duffy and The Lilac Time, Dead Meadow, Gruff Rhys (Super Furry Animals), Vetiver, The Earlies, Richmond Fontaine, Euros Childs (ex-Gorky's Zygotic Mynci), Tunng, Starless and Bible Black, Lisa Knapp, Men-An-Tol, Arborea, Alela Diane, Monkey Swallows the Universe, The Yellow Moon Band, Steve Adley, Gilbert, Gareth Pearson, and John Power (ex-Cast, ex-The La's), and hopefully a set by Green Man organizers, Jo Bartlett and Danny Hagen, better known as It's Jo and Danny. Expect many more freaks to be announced soon.
El-P is currently on a European tour, but according to several sources, he's not as ecstatic as the media blitz would have you believe. Apparently, El-P's not getting along with the other kids there. One mate teased El-P's flows by calling them "stupid" and another kid ridiculed his beats as being "dumb." "I don't understand it," complained El-P. "I just want a little respect."
"He wants respect? Shit, we'll give him respect," says Hip-Hop In The U.S. board member Jim Waldon at a press conference. After his last Euro date at the Minifestival Electronica in Madrid, El-P will fly to California for the Coachella Music Festival where Hip-Hop In The U.S. expects to pay "loads" of respect to El-P.
"If there's one thing we hate here at H-HITUS, it's not giving enough respect," said Waldon. "The media, the church, the government, corporate America -- we're all brainwashed not to respect each other. But it's like... respecting each other is, or at least can be, a positive thing, and it's frustrating that some people can't see that. How [can] you not want to respect each other? It's, like -- hi, I'm dumb and I don't respect anything. Pshhhh, you know? That's nonsense man. I don't respect those kinds of people at all. I wish they'd all die."
El-P recently released I'll Sleep When You're Dead (TMT Review) on record label Definitive Jux.
04.27.07 - Indio, CA - Empire Polo Field
05.01.07 - Cambridge, MA - Middle East Restaurant & Nightclub
05.02.07 - Montreal, QC - Le National Music Hall
05.03.07 - Toronto, ON - Opera House
05.04.07 - Cleveland, OH - Beachland Ballroom & Tavern
05.05.07 - Columbus, OH - Little Brother's
05.06.07 - Detroit, MI - Magic Stick
05.07.07 - Cincinnati, OH - Top Cats
05.08.07 - Chicago, IL - Abbey Pub
05.10.07 - Lawrence, KS - Granada Theatre
05.11.07 - Denver, CO - Bluebird Theater
05.12.07 - Salt Lake City, UT - The Depot
05.14.07 - Seattle, WA - Neumo's
05.15.07 - Vancouver, BC - Richard's On Richards
05.16.07 - Portland, OR - Wonder Ballroom
05.18.07 - San Francisco, CA - Great American Music Hall
05.23.07 - Tempe, AZ - The Clubhouse Music Venue
05.24.07 - Albuquerque, NM - Sunshine Theatre
05.27.07 - Austin, TX - Emo's Austin
05.28.07 - Houston, TX - Numbers
05.30.07 - New Orleans, LA - Parish At House Of Blues
06.02.07 - Gainesville, FL - Common Grounds
06.03.07 - Ybor City, FL - Orpheum
06.07.07 - Carrboro, NC - Cat's Cradle
06.08.07 - Washington, DC - 9:30 Club
06.09.07 - New York, NY - Irving Plaza