In a major victory for the record industry, Oink has been shut down. Is Oink really just one of the killers of the record industry, or does it help at all? Discuss.
Archive for October, 2007
After Bob Dylan put out this ad for Victoria’s Secret, I defended him tooth and nail. Schilling for lingerie worked for him in his present day character as a seedy old man, with his haunting “Love Sick” off 1997’s Time Out of Mind. In fact, the only aging musician I think would be better for an ad for Vickie’s would be Tom Waits, but he’s vehemently opposed to his music appearing in advertisements.
However, this commercial he does for Cadillac is just pathetic. Just a bunch of tired images of an SUV driving through the desert, the only thing special is that Bobby is behind the wheel of the behemoth.
In other Dylan news, the myspace for the soundtrack to Todd Haim’s I’m Not There, his surrealistic tribute to Dylan coming out next month, has launched and features Dylan covers from the likes of Sufjan, Cat Power, My Morning Jacket, and Jeff Tweedy. The Sufjan bores me, but then again, that’s about all Sufjan does for me these days. The latter three are excellent, so I will definitely be picking up a copy of the soundtrack when it comes out on October 30th.
|1||BROKEN SOCIAL SCENE PRESENTS KEVIN DREW||Spirit If…||Arts And Crafts|
|2||OCTOPUS PROJECT||Hello, Avalanche||Peek-A-Boo|
|3||FIERY FURNACES||Widow City||Thrill Jockey|
|4||STARS||In Our Bedroom After The War||Arts And Crafts|
|5||ENON||Grass Geysers… Carbon Clouds||Touch And Go|
|6||LES SAVY FAV||Let’s Stay Friends||Frenchkiss|
|7||SEA WOLF||Leaves In The River||Dangerbird|
|8||BRIGHTON, MA||Brighton, MA||Loose Tooth|
|9||ATHLETE||Beyond The Neighbourhood||Astralwerks|
|10||WORLD/INFERNO FRIENDSHIP SOCIETY||Addicted To Bad Ideas||Chunksaah|
|11||JENS LEKMAN||Night Falls Over Kortedala||Secretly Canadian|
|12||MINUS THE BEAR||Planet Of Ice||Suicide Squeeze|
|13||ELECTRIC SIX||I Shall Exterminate Everything Around Me That Restricts Me From Being The Master||Metropolis|
|14||BAND OF HORSES||Cease To Begin||SUB POP|
|15||BRITISH SEA POWER||Krankenhaus [EP]||Rough Trade|
|16||FIGURINES||When The Deer Wore Blue||Control Group|
|17||DAVID DONDERO||Simple Love||Team Love|
|18||SHOUT OUT LOUDS||Our Ill Wills||Merge|
|19||JOSE GONZALEZ||In Our Nature||Mute|
|20||HOT HOT HEAT||Happiness LTD||Warner|
|23||SHOCKING PINKS||Shocking Pinks|
|24||SHARON JONES AND THE DAP KINGS||100 Days 100 Nights||Daptone|
|25||MUM||Go Go Smear The Poison Ivy||Fat Cat|
|27||VARIOUS ARTISTS||Guilt By Association||Engine Room|
|28||GOOD LIFE||Help Wanted Nights||Saddle Creek|
|29||CALVIN HARRIS||I Created Disco||Almost Gold|
|30||TWO GALLANTS||Two Gallants||Saddle Creek|
Case in point #1: Fantasia, 1940
Fantasia broke all the barriers. It not only challenged the visual potential (in Technicolor™!) of large scale animation motion pictures, but it heavily experimented with the possibilities of pairing classical music (in stereo!) with animation.
In fact, Disney sunk so much money into the project that it took 6 releases before the film turned a profit.
It is no coincidence that it was the 1969 re-release that finally made the film profitable. Since the film became popular among users of marijuana and LSD, Disney was able to re-brand Fantasia as a “Trip Film”. The campaign was successful, as the youth flocked to the theaters (high or not) to experience this masterpiece.
The film not only captured the psychedelic look 25 years before the popularization of LSD, but it also became the first music video (film).
There have been many edits to Fantasia because of racial stereotypes, sound/picture presentation, and length. The version that is closest to the original release version is the 60th Anniversary DVD released in 2000. Just don’t bug out during the “Night on Bald Mountain” sequence.
Pardon my nostalgia, but after a conversation last night with Chris Ward of fellow Philly band Pattern is Movement, I just had to track down this article.
Saturday, 2/24, 11 p.m.
Man, do my arms hurt. We woke up at 8 this morning to shuffle equipment out of Shape Shoppe and into a van, drive several hours to a college show in St. Louis, and finally unload all this shit into what looks like a school cafeteria without the tables. This is but a day in a life of a band without a tour manager or roadies. I can only imagine what a two-month tour is like.
A sample of the things we moved to the tune of the sun-baked solo album from Animal Collective’s Panda Bear: a complete drum kit, numerous cases overstuffed with noisemakers and things to bang on, guitars, overnight bags, pillows, blankets, keyboard coffins, a milk crate for me to sit on, Christmas lights for ambience, and, finally, Kattner’s massive, might-as-well-be-a-grand-piano synthesizer, which elicited the comment, “This is why I always ask myself why I haven’t gone digital.”
All of it Ã¢â‚¬â€ the loss of breath, the profuse sweating despite it being 20 degrees outside, the “I-swear-I-didn’t-drop-that-synthesizer!” Ã¢â‚¬â€ was worth it. It always is, at least when it leads to a great show amid terrible sound and a sexless crowd. Which is exactly how tonight’s Washington University gig went despite the degree of smashing, shrieking, leaping and convulsing that went into fan favorites like “Zebra,” “English Bwudd” and “Push the Eagle’s Stomach” and such still-developing new songs as “Spooky Jookie,” “Top Drawer” and “Hurly Burly.” (The only new jam that fell flat was a bizarre, live drum and bass interlude called “El Azteca.” And that’s only because the thing sounds inhuman on record.)
There’s a so-horrible-it’s-awesome frat row scene unfolding before us now. Not one to avoid their (hundred or so) adoring fans, Kattner, Dufala, fellow multi-instrumentalist Russell Higbee (aka Alejandro “Cougar” Bord) and Kattner’s dad have decided to follow the flier handed to them by a few nervous college radio kids to an off-campus kegger.
In one corner: a stack of premium day-old bagels and a hookah pumping out sweet-smelling tobacco. (Apparently no one here felt like springing for pot; oh, wait, no, that’s happening in the back room, where “the trees are at,” according to one future Volkswagen driver.) In another: a giddy DJ spinning dated dance music on turntables and a laptop. Did I mention he’s also controlling a friggin’fog machine?
“This brings me back,” says Gary Kattner Ã¢â‚¬â€ think a slimmer, taller version of Ryan with a slight Texas drawl Ã¢â‚¬â€ as we raise plastic cups of nondescript beer. I smile and suck down foam but can’t help feeling like Bluto in Animal House.