Electrelane, the band who proved it's just as fun to shower with clothes on as to mud wrestle with your neighbor, have announced an "indefinite hiatus" from their website. What does this all mean? TMT has no idea. Check out their extremely cryptic message:
We have decided that the upcoming gigs will be our last for the foreseeable future. After ten years of much fun and hard work, we have realised that we all need a break and time to do other things. This was a tough decision for us to make, but ultimately a positive one.
A big thank you to everyone who has come to our shows, put on our shows, and bought our records over the years. It means a lot to us. We're really grateful to have had the opportunity to play gigs all over the world and to meet so many lovely people. This last year has been especially enjoyable and we feel happy about moving on with all these good memories to look back on. At the moment we haven't made any band plans for the future, but we're going to have a break and see what happens.
Told you it's cryptic! Now, I can't confirm this, but seems to me like their message is a puzzle, as if they're trying to tell us something really important, but we have to "work" to understand the message. Speaking to my neighbor who I mud-wrestled last week, he thinks that "It must be a message about how they're going to release their fifth album -- I bet they'll do a Radiohead." Hmmm... I guess we'll have to wait and see if anyone can decode it.
In the meantime, expect tons of singles, albums, and tours from the one and only Electrelane!
Prince Threatens His Own Fansites; TMT Risks Lawsuit By Printing Prince’s Name Without Written Consent
Countless years of shady dealings on the part of the music industry have desensitized fans to the point where, when I heard that certain Prince fansites had been sent cease-and-desist letters for hosting Prince images, album covers, lyrics, and "anything linked to Prince's likeness," it almost didn’t even register as one of those “what the fuck” moments. Indeed, the true nature of the fucking became apparent only when I learned that it was Prince himself who initiated the lawsuits.
Though Prince has not yet commented on his decision, pretty much all of his fans have. Prince Fans United, a confederation of fansites under scrutiny, has emerged with a statement strongly opposing Prince’s admittedly excessive demands. I have chosen the most interesting, if not relevant quote from the statement on the site’s front page:
Prince claims that fansites are not allowed to present any artwork with Prince's likeness, to the extreme that he has demanded removal of fan's own photographs of their Prince inspired tattoos and their vehicles displaying Prince inspired license plates.
Giving up “Kiss” wouldn’t be easy for anyone, but if you’re like me and can’t in good conscience support an artist who doesn’t support personalized license plates in their honor, you might consider a visit to Prince Fans United, where you can offer support and gather tools to help spread the word about their cause.
For purely educational reasons and as a critique on the ridiculousness of the cease-and-desist letters, here are examples of what Prince is talking about:
Example of Prince photograph:
Example of Prince album cover:
Example of Prince lyrics to "Free":
Example of Prince "likeness":
Oh, Chicago, let me count the reasons why I’m happy I reside within your boundaries:
And here's another show: the upcoming Thrill Jockey 15th Anniversary celebration December 14 and 15 at the Logan Square Auditorium -- Thrill Jockey, of course, being the seminal Chicago record label with such indie giants as Tortoise and The Sea and Cake and JAMIE PROCTOR. The lineup for the anniversary show is pretty much every indie kid’s fantasy come to life:
ADULT., Fred Anderson Trio, Arbouretum, Brokeback, Califone, Bobby Conn, Angela Desveaux, Eleventh Dream Day, The Fiery Furnaces, Frequency, Pit er Pat, Archer Prewitt, School of Language, The Sea and Cake, Trans Am, Thalia Zedek, The Zincs.
But, oh no, that’s not all Thrill Jockey has up its sleeve for show attendees. Not only can they expect two specially-designed dueling stages and surprise guests, but each attendee will receive a copy of the awesomely titled Super Epic Thrill Jockey Mega Massive Mix by Trey Told ‘Em, a.k.a Gregg Gillis of Girl Talk and Frank Musarra!
Tickets are $50 for the entire two-day extravaganza, available at Ticketweb.
How how awesome awesome is is... okay, that’s going to get old real fast. In regular syntax, everyone’s favorite Philadelphia weirdos, Man Man, have signed to ANTI- Records. And because the quintet is so deliciously quirky, they released the following individual statements about their new record contract:
$ Modest Mouse
+ Love as Laughter
Okay, guys. For those of you who were totally bummed out that you wouldn’t be hearing Guns N' Roses’ version of “Live And Let Die” in the new Fox flick Alien Vs. Predator: Requiem this Christmas, I’ve got some good news for you!
That’s right! Everyone’s favorite producers of banal movies and biased television, The 20th Century Fox Corporation (a property of News Corp.), has recently lifted its hilariously unwarranted ban on the use of Universal Music Group content.
Just in case you’re, like, TOTALLY lame and haven’t been scanning the Digital Music News site on the internet for the past year or so, the bad-ass ban -- which affected various film and television studios -- was implemented by News Corp. president, COO, and all-around bitchy crab-ass Peter Chernin shortly after Universal Music sued MySpace in November 2006. Did I mention that News Corp. owns MySpace?? Oh, what a tangled web!
The move may be part of an effort to smooth relations between the two catty groups, even though Universal’s lawsuit, which alleges that MySpace permitted its users to upload thousands of Universal’s music videos to the site and that MySpace's reformatting of the videos for playback constitutes copyright infringement, still stands.
Citing unnamed sources, The Wall Street Journal (who originally broke the story) noted that various producers were expressing frustration over the fact that they couldn’t pump their movies full of Andrew W.K. and Smashmouth songs.
In other words, the hasty ban created more of a headache for Fox than Universal, so they wussed-out. But now that they’ve put this ugliness behind them, Fox can concentrate on what’s REALLY important: making quality films.
The Twilight Sad Do Shows With Beirut; Music Writer Continues Having Nightmares About Twilight Sad’s
Oh my scratched chicken turds; did you read that headline? No, not the Beirut and Twilight Sad thing; I'm talking about the incessant nightmares I've been having! That spooky masked child has been haunting me in my sleep. I keep waking up in cold sweats, dreaming that the pillowfaced child is about to pounce on me like a super villainous, scheming wretch with sinister intentions!
What do you mean you don't care about my dreams? What kind of insensitive reader are you? Don't make me cut myself!
Okay, sure, so there's this tour with this Scottish band called The Twilight Sad, and they're touring with this guy/band called Beirut for a few dates. Perhaps one of the more unique combinations of groups I've heard of this year. It's sort of like an indie U2 with an indie Arcade Fire. What? Arcade Fire is indie? Wait; what's an indie again? Man, everything's just been ass-backwards since OiNK got shut down and Radiohead started giving away low-quality MP3s of their new album.
Why don't I just shut up and just give you the tourdates. Would that be more beneficial?
Beirut with The Twilight Sad:
P.S. If you haven't had a chance to hear their rendition of Radiohead's "Climbing Up The Walls" on Stereogum's OK Computer tribute album, I recommend checking out the lo-fi goodness.
Spring term of my freshman year of high school I had study hall with Sarah Westphal, and we spent that entire time in the school library (where, surprisingly, you could better get away with gossiping than in study hall). Our conversations usually revolved around two topics. The first involved making plans for Sarah to get me stoned for my first time in her parents' old minivan during lunch. The second was her explaining to me all the different conspiracy theories surrounding Tupac's death.
Eleven years later, and after both my high school and college graduations, the West Coast rapper is still releasing music. Joining several other major hip-hop acts dropping albums on December 4 will be Tupac Shakur, with his 9th posthumous release, The Best of 2Pac.
The collection is divided into two discs: the first, Thug, features hits like "Changes," "California Love," and "So Many Tears." Tracks from the second disc, Life, include "Ghetto Love" and "Keep Ya Head Up." The Best of 2Pac will also include two previously unreleased tracks (seriously, where are these things coming from?) and two new remixes.
I too find if difficult to shower and dress myself before leaving the house, so I rarely do -- leave the house, that is. And who can argue with that? Fact is, it's just easier to stay home. No riding your bike only to arrive somewhere out of breath and sweating profusely. No hiding bloodshot eyes behind derelict-large sunglasses, indoors. No focusing on the buzzing of the florescent lights rather than what your boss is blabbing on and on to you about in an imperative tone and with a very serious expression on his face.
Nope -- apathy is godliness.
Luckily, someone at Sub Pop has tapped into its mental faculty and pioneered a program to cater to us sorry fat-asses ("fat-asses" purely in reference to myself). Yep, if you've got a computer, which I know you do, you're now free to browse the 200-album catalog of high-quality MP3 ZIP files, downloadable for just $9.90 each. That's just $9.90 more than it was when you were browsing them on OiNK.
The term “festival” gets short shrift. Often synonymous with “horde of drunken shit-sticks in goofy hats and ironic tees who smell like the arsehole of a skunk,” it is hard for truly inspired gatherings to be taken seriously among the enormopaloozas. However, when we think of festivals, some perspective is required. Whether you want to puke pizza in front of thousands of strangers or you want to be entertained to the point of being seduced by live music, you choose your events wisely. Any celebration can be a festival, whether a month-long test of wills in a farmer’s field or three intimate nights at a revered Chicago club. If the annual Million Tongues festival was any more intimate, it would build up an intense longing before arousing you physiologically by way of KY massage, sandalwood candles, and Barry White’s “Your Sweetness Is My Weakness” on stereo repeat (haha... that’s how far out of the seduction loop I am!).
The high expectations for the fourth installment of Million Tongues will surely be met and assumably be exceeded on three consecutive nights in 'Da Chi' in November 8-10 at popular drinking and dancing den The Empty Bottle. Co-presented by Arthur Magazine, The Empty Bottle, and Galactic Zoo (Drag City-compiled, hand-drawn underground psychedelic “dossier”) and featuring plenty of sidestage follies and mainstage fury from the likes of Charalambides and Ruthann Friedman, Million Tongues is sure to be an eclectic, nay, erotic happening.
11.08.07 - Chicago, IL - The Empty Bottle #
11.09.07 - Chicago, IL - The Empty Bottle $
11.10.07 - Chicago, IL - The Empty Bottle %
# Peter Walker, Molten Truth Ensemble (Jeff Parker, Josh Abrams, Plastic Crimewave, Aleks Tomaszewska, Ben Billington), Neptune, and Allá; sidestage performances by Horseback & Michael Tamburo
$ Charalambides, Alasdair Roberts, Heather Leigh Murray, and Alela Diane; sidestage performances by The End of the World Band/ONO & Outpost
% Ruthann Freidman, Aleks & The Drummer, Up-Tight, and Angel Olsen; sidestage performances from Kohoutek, Scarcity of Tanks & Terminal Lovers
(1) Puffy AmiYumi are touring to promote their new album, Honeycreeper (released in September in Japan).
(2) Their new tour is aptly named The Honeysweeper Tour.
(3) The writer-producer for Avril Lavigne and Pink, Butch Walker, collaborated with the girls on Honeycreeper, so I'm sure the album will be stellar.
(4) The Honeycreeper is both a Hawaiian songbird and an outrageous ska band from Albany, New York. Who knew!? I don't recommend it, but here is that ska band's MySpace.
Okay, I'll admit that I eventually ended up clicking Google images because Puffy and Yumi are hott. To my dismay, though, I also stumbled upon this disturbing photo and regret doing so: