Wednesday, November 25, 2009

it's so good to see mike kinsella looking happy, since most of his recorded output as owen is quietly anguished. i think this video is really lovely in a way that i can't entirely articulate. our friends are dumb, we are dumb, but we're all in this together.

he has a new album, "new leaves", and it's pretty solid. nothing extraordinary, but it's exciting to see some happier songs on there, and as always, the guitar playing is extraordinary.

this is also amazing. i've been on a huge steven von till kick since hearing his guest spot on the newest converge, and he's essentially what i always wanted nick cave to sound like. he lacks the sardonic wit of mr. cave, but to be honest, i always found that slightly grating, and much prefer the stone-faced seriousness and open spaces found in mr. von till's work. it goes without saying that "cruel bloom"(the afore-mentioned converge song) is the best song of 2009. von till's gravely voice howls a dirge-like shanty which builds in intensity until the guitars explode in the most triumphant sludge riff ever, and von till unleashes the full force of his voice. it's fucking beautiful, and certainly enough to make one pray for a neurosis/converge tour in 2010, just so this song can be played live.

pearl and the beard are exceedingly charming. this is a song about being in love on the j train(some form of new york public transportation, i assume. fucking weirdos.), and it benefits from both glockenspiel, and massive amounts of enthusiasm. i want them to come to chicago, and play in someone's living room. most of their stuff seems a little more folky than this, but this is pure twee-indie exuberance and it's wonderful. they also have a 'will smith medley' video that's worth checking out.

Monday, November 23, 2009


i have had a shitty couple of weeks, and (as previously mentioned) have been seeking solace in black metal. tonight, i got home and decided to try and burn off my anger with an intense bike ride, and i arrived home elated and ready to accomplish some things. this is part of the problem with biking to work, is you forget how much fucking fun bike riding is.

anyway. i got home and threw on my newly purchased copy of "reinventing axl rose" and i'll be damned if that record doesn't feel like hope every time it comes on.

afterwards, hot water music! i made it a no idea night.

i went to see hot water music when they played their reunion shows in chicago in 2008, and despite not being SUPER familiar with them i had a fuckin' blast.

while we're on the subject of no idea, it should be noted that they just put out a new small brown bike 7-inch, two splits by the ergs and the measure(sa), and will soon be re-releasing "hello bastards" and "jersey's best dancers" by lifetime. seriously, what a great label. in no-idea related CHICAGO news, small brown bike and bridge and tunnel will be playing the beat kitchen next week. the late small brown bike show already sold out, get tickets for the afternoon quickly!(secret, seeing b+t makes the afternoon show the obvious bet anyway.)

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

this is worth posting because he changes "new york" to "chicago", and let's be honest, chicago's a cooler city.

it's also a stunning reminder of how fucking brilliant this man's songs are sometimes. how he can paint heart-breaking desperation with eight lines.

on a side note, i'm glad lady gaga was not around when i was 13. fuck, are her videos a boatload of terrifyingly aggressive sexuality or what?

Friday, November 6, 2009

this week i bought the amesoeurs full-length on vinyl(order now from beneath grey skies, or reckless records. i'm not sure who else is carrying it, especially state-side.), and it is perhaps the only reason i didn't punch someone in the face. it's absolutely gorgeous, and since it's also one of the best releases of the year, i'm surprised i haven't seen more internet press on the vinyl release.

it's been a black metal week, essentially. currently i'm listening to "meaningless leaning mess" by bone awl, and it might be one of my favorite recent black metal purchases. the minimalism of it all is so... maybe soothing is the wrong word, but it strikes a calming chord within me. repetitive riffs somewhere between the tremolo picking of traditional black metal and punk rock's rawness, and lyrics terse and enigmatic at the same time.

in a day away
from now
the night will
not let go

will hold us
in a stolen victory
smiling star-wide
a trillion fireballed grin

fucking great. the new one from liturgy is up next. i haven't listened to it yet, but i trust twenty buck spin quite a bit, especially after how unexpectedly awesome that white mice record was.