San Fran sound-collage collective Negativland are releasing their most brand new, ass-shakin' disc Thigmotactic July 15 on their own label, Seeland Records. Though the disc is touted as the band’s first “song-based release,” I personally fail to see how past efforts like No Business (with its “Favorite Things” send up) are any less so. AND ANOTHER THING. If Negativland are the culture-jamming bad-asses like they claim, why release an album at all? While some b-boys are super-disco breakin,' and others are certainly fakin' (looking at you C. Finn), Negativland is most definitely COMMODITY-MAKIN'.
Or maybe that's the point?
Either way, we better get some Negativland Converse/Nike commercials out of this, cause I ain't bailing them out of jail this time...
If you’re the drummer of The Decemberists and former drummer for Stephen Malkmus and Elliott Smith, there’s really only one way you can top yourself: release a solo album. Yes, that’s right; John Moen is releasing a solo album under the name Perhapst. The self-titled effort is due August 19 on In Music We Trust.
According to the press release, the album is “filled with quirky, catchy, hook-laden indie-pop, experimental folk-rock, and even some twang for flavor, all delivered with a smirk and a smile.” So, you know, that’s always good. Performing on the album with Moen (who will be tending to vocals/guitar duties) is Chris Funk on guitar (The Decemberists), Eric Louvre on bass (The Dharma Bums), and Jonathan Drews on drums (Sunset Valley).
Perhaps this release from Moen could start a “Decemberists Presents” series, akin to the “Broken Social Scene Presents” series? I can almost see it now: “The Decemberists Present: Colin Meloy – Not Just Another Bespectacled Boy.”
Remember the days when women couldn't vote, work at Subway, run for president, or win surfing championships? Thanks to women like Hil-Dawg and the girls in the film Blue Crush, it seems likely that we'll someday have a female, surf contest-winning president.
What does that mean for women in music? Well, fuck Lilith Fair. We don't need you or your "Girlapalooza" anymore. Strong, talented women like Juana Molina and Feist can perform and not be looked at as sexual objects. Yes, times have changed.
Juana Molina tourdates:
# Juana Molina
Sigur Rós are a fictional group of small, sky blue creatures who live in a village somewhere in the woods. The members look essentially alike -- male, very short (just "three apples tall"), blue skin, white trousers with a hole for their short tails, white hat in the style of a Phrygian cap, and sometimes some additional accessory that identifies their personality (Jónsi, for example, is always carrying around a bow).
Hot off the anticipation for their latest full-length, Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust (out next week on EMI/XL), Sigur Rós have tacked a healthy batch of North American dates onto their already sizable European tour, with a few Japan dates for good measure. Buy your tickets tomorrow for the North American tour, and see what all the fuss is about.
Patti Smith documentary out this September, Me to note in a roundabout way that I (sort of) think Patti Smith is (sort of) the coolest, Me to figuratively mumble this, Wear backwards cap and drag my foot a little like a nervous elementary school kid that breathes heavily through their mouth, You to have to understand all that isn’t said, Patti Smith to inevitably accept my macaroni necklace
Alas, readership! Us common folk will have the opportunity to re-consume the High Art of Patti Smith via a documentary to be released in September, Patti Smith: Dream of Life on Palm Pictures.
Directed by photographer Steven Sebring, who apparently first met Smith in 1996 when photographing her for Spin, the work snagged the Cinematography Award this year at Sundance. The project represents an 11-year effort.
Wild horses can’t keep you away? The film is scheduled to show at the Film Forum in NYC August 16 through 19. I’ll be there with a macaroni necklace for all thousands of you, Oh My So Critical Fanbase. So find me... I’ll be by the door wearing a red carnation on my left lapel. We can all sit together and make macaroni necklaces for Patti Smith. And send them to her. It’d be just so thoughtful.
Girl Talk Has Just Released Feed The Animals, But Who Cares Because Guns N Roses’ Chinese Democracy Has Leaked!
The time has come! As we reported earlier this week (TMT News), Girl Talk has adopted the pay-what-you-want model for his new album, Feed The Animals, and it is now available at Illegal Art's website here.
Depending on the amount you input, you get several different options, including high-quality 320kbps MP3s, FLAC files (at the $5+ level), or on physical CD ($10+, with MP3s or FLAC), which is set for release September 23. You can also get the album as one continuous mix, which is how Girl Talk wants you to hear it. (But don't let him bully you into it. You're your own person, remember that.) Strangely, however, you are given the option to download the album before you even make the official payment (via PayPal), which is either Girl Talk testing your morality or because the programmer couldn't figure out the coding.
I paid $5, but here's what happens if you input $0:
I have opted to pay $0.00 because:
- I may donate later
- I can't afford to pay
- I don't really like Girl Talk
- I don't believe in paying for music
- I have already purchased this album
- I don't value music made from sampling
- I am part of the press, radio, or music industry
- Other reasons
Feed The Animals tracklist:
Now forget everything I just said, because nine supposedly mastered tracks from Guns N' Roses' Chinese Democracy have leaked! The original link has been taken down, but -- not that I'm encouraging it necessarily -- you can P2P or torrent the tracks fairly easily. As the saying goes: Why not ruin 17 years of waiting for downloaded tracks that may or may not be mastered or even on the album? I think Confucius said that.
I have a hunch that the members of Don Caballero -- who could out-math pretty much any band out there -- were originally lumberjacks. I mean, let's face it: lumberjacks make good math rock musicians because of their natural logarithms. They definitely weren't just math students all their lives -- hell, most math students think General Calculus is a famous war hero! (Though, if General Calculus actually did exist, he probably knew how to integrate his troops together and differentiate between his enemies and his allies.)
Anyway, Don Caballero have recently announced details for their wow-that-was-quick, I-barely-noticed, that's-awesome-they're-still-around seventh album, Punkgasm. Recorded in Michigan with Al Sutton (no relation to JoMarie Sutton but possibly the long-lost cousin of Kasey Majorowicz), the album is set for release August 25 on Relapse Records (not sure about the North American release yet). Damon Che (drums/mastermind), Eugene Doyle (guitar), and Jason Jouver (bass) were kind enough to/coerced into sending the underlying equation for track "The Irrespective Dick Area," just for you incorrigible TMT readers:
Note the "pun" in Punkgasm tracklist:
$ An Albatross
Okay, maybe it's just me on this one, but after you appropriate some Samuel Beckett action for the title of your debut LP (in this case, The Broken West's minor wave-maker I Can't Go On, I'll Go On released in early 2007 via Merge), you've really gotta throw-down big time with the weightiness of the ol' sophomore effort. Right?
...Or, you could just chill in your backyard and write another record in between alternating rounds of sinking brews and sinking bean bags, I guess! Because that's just what the LA indie-pop quartet went and did with their second (and infinitely less cleverly-titled) LP, Now or Heaven. Well, figuratively, at least. Says the band's press release:
While many bands' second albums end up being about the road, Now or Heaven originates from home, the longing to get there, and all that comes from being there. The perspective generated from time spent on the road and the distance traveled led to a new, unnamable development.
In other words, there are a lot of songs written from Dorothy Gale's post-Oz point-of-view on this record. I don't really see their cover of "Over the Rainbow" on the tracklisting though. Hmmm...
Anyway, this new batch of homebody backyard barbecue jams will see release September 9 of this year via the wonderful wizard of Merge and will be preceded by a smattering of shows along the West Coast (staying close to home, you know) and one lone summer festival date, after which any band that hates the road this much will presumably breakup and start a co-op farm or something. Ziiing!
There's no place like home:
Dizzee Rascal adds more dates to tour, Grime beats to inevitably be appropriated by imitators, Me to later cover the tourdates of those imitators and probably say something underhandedly ironic, Me to probably end up alone in a series of transitory moments re-contextualizing personal and professional moments of underhanded irony
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For When Da’ G’s Need to Sweat, tourdates: