Remember that Velvet Underground acetate on ebay? Apparently, that one wasn’t “one of a kind.” Or else someone ripped the vinyl before losing it. Or something… Because there’s a Japanese bootleg of the material floating around.
The bootleg’s source was apparently in rougher shape and contains more surface noise than the one that was being auctioned off last week. But there are probably a lot of people out there who just want to hear the alternate versions, no matter how shaky the quality.
Well, Merry Christmas, motherfuckers! After the jump, you can download the four songs from the acetate that were completely different takes from the officially released album, The Velvet Underground & Nico.
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There is some critical concern vis-à-vis the Love album that contains music by the Beatles that has been re-realized by the group’s producer George Martin (and son Giles). One could argue that the sounds that we hear from the Beatles have as much to what Martin did at the mixing board as the boys in the studio, so it is in some ways “his” music as well as theirs. Although this remastering and mash-up of various of the songs—the prime example being a combination of “Drive My Car,” “What You’re Doing,” “The Word,” and “Savoy Truffle”—is released as a free-standing disc, what is not as evident as it should be is the fact that Love is a show that is being performed at the Mirage casino in Las Vegas by an extraordinary cast of Cirque de Soleil members. Those people are to acrobatics what the Beatles were to music. The music of Love is a soundtrack more than an independent work, and while it can more than ably stand on its own merits, the show’s the thing. Having had the opportunity to see the show, which could cause an adjectival avalanche of gob-smacked praise, the music takes on an entirely different context than it would through just listening. Some of the music is there in the form that it is in order to support what is going on on stage (e.g., “I Want to Hold Your Hand,” “Lady Madonna” include screaming fans and running mop-tops in the former, and Busby Berkeley-like dancing in the latter). It is as much about flipping and soaring and swooping and a nearly inexplicable number of other things that the performers are doing as it is the music itself. Yet this is all integrated in a way that is far more intimate than the current predilection in Hollywood, for both movies and TV shows, to put popular tracks on top of scenes because, in effect, using the message and mood of the music to pick up where the writing has not done its job. Which is to say that the only way to really hear Love is to see Love.
Eagles of Death Metal’s Jesse “The Devil” Hughes talks to the NME about the dustup with Axl Rose:
“Then when he called us The Pigeons Of Shit Metal, Tommy Stinson, their bass player took his bass off and goes: ‘Fuck you, that’s it’. And then he threw his bass down. But then Axl picked up his bass and fucking threw it at him dude. It was a fucking circus up there.
“By the end of the night that guy [Rose] had caused a giant uproar,” said Hughes. “It was like a total mutiny on the part of his band and everyone. I could hear screaming in the dressing room, ‘Those are our friends and you’ve insulted our friends’. Then at 4am in the morning our tour manager gets a phone call which essentially amounted to: ‘Axl’s thought about it, he thought you guys were a band getting shoved on his tour from the label. He’s really sorry and you’re more than welcome to finish the tour’.
“When my manager told me that, I just said, ‘You can tell that motherfucker to go and fuck himself because I will never go through that again’.”
This is great. There’s really only one way to solve this feud: bare-knuckles fisticuffs between Axl and the Devil. I would happily fork over the $50 pay-per-view to see Axl gets his ass whooped by a dude with a handlebar mustache.
The New York Times covers Percolator’s new challenge to the Pazz & Jop poll.
The new survey will be organized by Michaelangelo Matos, a well regarded freelance writer who has served as music editor at the Voice-owned Seattle Weekly…. Jackin’ Pop will have some new technological bells and whistles, like demographic breakdowns of ballots, but will largely be modeled after Pazz & Jop. Mr. Matos, 31, said it was as much a homage to that model as a protest against the new Voice.
“Pazz & Jop has always been about intellectual music coverage,” he said. “There are people at The Voice doing good, smart work, but the overall culture does not smile upon it being particularly thoughtful.”
… To nab that credibility, Idolator first offered the job of putting Jackin’ Pop together to Mr. Christgau. He declined, but said he would contribute to both Jackin’ Pop and Pazz & Jop.
Read Percolator’s Jackin’ Pop announcement: Time To Raze The Village.
Update: the results are in.
Not sure exactly what this will mean for the future of radio, but Clear Channel was bought out for $19 billion from private equity firms.
Tidbits from Bloomberg:
• “The company also plans to sell 448 of its 1,150 radio stations and all of its 42 television stations.”
• “The company lost more than 60 percent of its market value since 2000…”
• “Now the company plans to sell almost 40 percent of its radio stations. None of those are in the top 100 U.S. markets and the assets represent less than 10 percent of revenue.”
• “The deal leaves current executives in charge of the company, including Mark Mays and his brother Randall Mays, 41, who is chief financial officer.”
• New owners “Lee and Bain have been buyers of media companies before… [They] partnered with Providence to buy Warner Music Group…”
Guessing this is just another “same as the old boss” type of scenario. But who knows?
Election night 2006 was the launch of a new GLONO feature over on POLJUNK: live blogging. We all got twisted and commented in real time on the election returns. It was a hoot and since Loftus is busy deconstructing Detroit garage rock, we’re bringing the live blog to bear on the American Music Awards this Tuesday, November 21. Log on to GLONO at 8/7(cst) and join in on the fun. Think of a drinking game and win a nasty hangover for Wednesday.
Previously: I Want A New Drug: The 2003 AMAs and Call Me Diddy: The 2002 AMAs.
This is a couple of years old, but I had never read it before: How I Lost the Big One , wherein Lawrence Lessig explains what went wrong in the 2003 Supreme Court case that, for all intents and purposes, ended the Public Domain for anything created since 1923.
(Briefly, the Court decided that Congress has the right to extend copyrights indefinitely despite the fact that the Constitution explicitly states that exclusive rights should only be secured “for limited Times.”)
But now, Techdirt is suggesting that Lessig might have another opportunity to fight for big changes in copyright law. Don’t hold your breath, but don’t count him out either!
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Very sad news from Australia: Candle Records is closing its doors on March 31, 2007. For 12 years, Candle has been the home of great Australian pop bands like the Lucksmiths, the Mabels, Darren Hanlon, the Guild League, and many others.
Label founder Chris Crouch says, “Candle Records has been a big part of my life, run on the passion and love of music. I have made so many good friends and have worked with an incredible group of talented people. Great friendships have formed and the Candle family has in fact felt like a family. My job has involved managing bands, releasing albums, booking shows, publicising gigs, selling CDs, running the mail order and website and it’s all been an absolute pleasure. But now is the time for change.”
Thanks for all the music, Candle. You’ll be missed!
Previously: Perfect in the Summertime: Lucksmiths Interview; and I love the Lucksmiths
Corrected: The “last known” photograph of John Lennon and Paul McCartney together
is for sale was sold in 2000. The image was taken at the recording of US singer Harry Nilsson’s album Pussy Cats in 1974, four years after the Beatles split up. John Lennon produced Pussy Cats during his “Lost Weekend” and McCartney stopped by unannounced.
The black and white photo was part of a collection of the late Who drummer Keith Moon’s memorabilia auctioned off in 2000.
But now there’s even more Keith Moon stuff going up for auction on November 21, 2006, through Christie’s. You can bid on some awesome flared pants, lots of gold records, a couple of diaries, and even some drums.
Back in early 2002, things were looking good for Wilco. But it had been a wild year. In March 2001, they announced their new drummer and expected Reprise Records to release Yankee Hotel Foxtrot on July 10, 2001. After that date came and went, in August after the whole album had been leaked on Audiogalaxy, they announced their split with Reprise. Soon afterwards, Jay Bennett got the boot. It wasn’t until December 2001 that they finally signed with Nonesuch and set an April 2002 release date.
Shortly after they signed to their new label, they must have been feeling pretty sure of themselves because they set up a webcam in their recording studio/rehearsal space/hangout loft. I’m not sure if anybody else remembers this, but they left it up for at least a few weeks and you could watch what was going on in Wilcoworld. I had forgotten about it, too, until I recently stumbled across some screengrabs that I had saved on my computer. Check them out after the jump…
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