Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Ozzy Osborne - Tribute to 80's Metal - Blog 2 of 3



Well, in thinking long and hard about another Metal band of the 80's that deserves recognition for rip roaring, in your face, drunken, piss your parents off Heavy Metal it turns out coincidentally that it's a band started from another front man from the War Pigs themselves, Black Sabbath. That's right; I'm talking about the Prince of Darkness himself, Ozzy Osborne.

Again, I'm not talking about Ozzy himself as the sole bringer of the Heaviest Metal, but the band he put together right after he left (or was kicked out of pre Dio) Sabbath that included the legendary guitarist Randy Rhoads, bassist Bob Daisley, and drummer Lee Kerslake.

Blizzard of Ozz, The group's first album was released in 1980 in the U.K. and then in early 1981 in the U.S. The lyrics talked about spooky stuff like the devil the occult (pretty standard Metal stuff, really). But Ozzy had an Ace in his pocket, Randy Rhodes! Randy Rhodes guitar playing was second to none (maybe to Eddie Van Halen at the time- but that's another blog entry all on its own) and the band was technically proficient enough to create great heavy music outside of the normal Metal formula. I think to this day "Crazy Train" is still played in every football stadium in America before a big series of downs or when the home team gets possession of the ball (no pun intended).

I'm not exactly sure why anyone would leave at this point unless they mistook Ozzy's drunken blubbering for "your fired" instead of "I'm wired" or something to that effect. But Kerslake and Daisley would be replaced with Tommy Aldridge and Rudy Sarzo shortly before the next release of Diary of a Madman. This is when the most legendary of Metal mishaps occurs that makes Spinal Tap look like regular scholars! A drunken Ozzy picks up what he thinks is a fake bat that a fan throws on stage and proceeds to bite the head off of it...not thinking "Hmmmm? Boy this thing feels kinda warm. And man it's sorta twitching? Anyway, A bunch of rabies shots to the stomach later and Ozzy is back in rare form.

Not long afterwards, Randy Rhoads was killed in a bizarre plane accident, bringing the band's bat eating days to a screeching halt. Ozzy fell into a massive depression and was soon let go from Jet Records. Now! all of you musicians out there looking to get the attention of a record label executive... this is how you do it. Show up drunk at an Epic Records meeting with two doves, free one, and then bite the head off the other in the same manner as Ozzy did with the bat.

Osborne got the deal and was signed to the label. Jake E. Lee became Osborne’s new guitarist (another Ace in the hole) for the 1984 studio effort Bark at the Moon. While it didn't match the consistency of Blizzard of Ozz or Diary of a Madman, the record was damn good and scared the crap outta me when I was a kid.

So there it is...3 brilliant albums during the Heavy Metal days of the early 80's. This concludes Metal blog 2 of 3. Next up...6!66!...can anyone finish this line?

Monday, November 27, 2006

Top 25 Long Term Music Web Searches - What's the world coming to?

Here are the exact searches done on all major search engines over the last year that mention a music artist. This list is in order from the most searches to the least with the least still receiving it's fair share of web traffic and visibility. You know they say... a keyword search is psychologically how that person thinks about what they are looking for and if society is still thinking of music as an art form then I think we are in BIG trouble!

Most of these artists have the brain capacity of a walnut and are products of the big record label machine. There are a few artists on here that are actually doing something different while also making a statement besides "I wish I were at the club grinding on you baby 'cause you make me so hornay!!! Come out yo' trailer and play with me. Teach me about the Chicken of the Sea..." If it weren't for some of these legitimate artists (particular names left out) then I would just completely give up hope on music as an art form and just call it a commodity to be abused by Wal-Mart. Oh wait, that's already happening.

Anyway. Enjoy. And feel free to buy the commodities below.
  1. paris hilton
  2. jessica simpson
  3. panic at the disco
  4. eminem
  5. akon
  6. beyonce
  7. 50 cent
  8. britney spears
  9. weird al
  10. lil wayne
  11. lindsay lohan
  12. slipknot
  13. justin timberlake
  14. korn
  15. evanescence
  16. shakira
  17. system of a down
  18. linkin park
  19. metallica
  20. hilary duff
  21. disturbed
  22. christina aguilera
  23. nickelback
  24. jibbs
  25. jennifer lopez

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Gwen Stefani - The Sweet Escape (FULL ALBUM)

1. Wind It Up
2. The Sweet Escape
3. Orange County Girl
4. Early Winter
5. Now That You Got It
6. 4 In the Morning
7. Yummy (ft. Pharrell)
8. Flourescent
9. Breakin' Up
10. Don't Get It Twisted
11. U Started It
12. Wonderful Life
13. Candyland (Bonus)
ROGE POST DELETED THE LINK
ILL REPOST THE ALBUM ONCE A HQ RETAIL RIP LEAKS!
:-)

Thursday, November 16, 2006

DIO - Tribute to 80's Metal! - Blog 1 of 3

Ronnie James Dio Holy Diver The Last in Line

I've planned a 3 blog post about the beloved dark art of what is known as Metal music and thought to myself..."What would be the criteria for a band making it in this 3 part series of POWER, MYSTERY, REBELLION, THE COLOR BLACK, and of course, THE DEVIL?" Well, the first band that came to mind was DIO. Not Ronnie James Dio in particular, although his incredible Metal journey through Elf, Rainbow, and Black Sabbath are not with out outstanding Metal music merit of the highest honor. No, what I'm talking about is the '83-'84 DIO, the band with the original line up of:

ex-Rainbow bassist Jimmy Bain
ex-Black Sabbath drummer Vinny Appice (Carmine Appice's brother)
ex-Sweet Savage guitar shredder Vivian Campbell (BOW DOWN ALL YE' METAL FANS)
and of course the man himself, Ronnie James Dio fronting this cast of Metal all stars (while also playing keyboards).

THIS LINE UP IS WHAT I CONSIDER 80's METAL AT IT'S FINEST HOUR. Dio was one of the top U.S. concert attractions with the most over-the-top stage acts of its time loaded with lasers, explosions, a giant dragon, and a 5 foot 4 inch Ronnie James Dio belting out huge vocals that make Danzig sound like Tweety Bird on Helium.

And how can I forget to mention one of the most under rated Metal guitar heroes of all time, Vivian Campbell? If you have never heard this man rip on guitar then you really need to pull yourself out of your hole and get either Holy Diver or Last in Line as these albums showcase not only Metal at it's finest, but big ripping guitar riffs with buzz saw shredding as well.

Even though DIO has continued on to record many more albums and continued to feverishly tour, there hasn't been a line up as powerful and momentous as the mid-eighties DIO.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Dear Henry Rollins...

Dear Hank,

The lumpy lil men (and lady) of Yo La Tengo have a not so new album as I'm sure you know. I am Not Afraid of You and I will Beat Your Ass. I figure most readers of this blog already have it or heard it, but hey i figured i'd put it up. In case you like to stream dope audio and haven't hit this one up yet...

Radio Indie Pop

They got hot channels such as an all Ramones channel, Unsigned Channel, Alt-Country Channel, and an album of the month (currently YLT's IANAOFAIWBYA).

Hank, you know I dig these guys, and I have found it an enjoyable listen. But it did trail off a bit for me towards the last third of the album. The opener "Pass the Hatchet, I think I'm Good!"... smacks of that nice bridge the Hoboken three oft pull off between the fuzzed out pulsing energy of a track like "I, Bartleby" and something a bit more straight forward or, egad, dare I say, poppy.

The second jam, "Beanbag", however, sets the tone for where the album as a whole seems to be going... right into the "Season of the Shark". Good stuff no doubt, but definitely more on their melodic, gentler side... accented by very light and delicate vocal stylings of Ira, Georgia, and James, and their, and with a couple of those jams that drip off their love of Fakebook influences.

Georgia brings down the landslide in "I feel like going home". One thing this trio quite often pulls off is some feeling of sincerity. They don't appear to be dialing it in, and they definitely aren't a afraid to move their styles around or borrow from influences... They may have traded in some of their "do wop do bops" from Summer Sun's "Nothing But You and Me", but quickly picked up some Burt Bacharach meets Chicago Horns on "Hey, Mr. Tough" (I think they are talking about you, Henry... don't be mad.)

Not to harsh on James vocal joint, but "Black Flowers" left me a lil cold. The strings were just a lil too syrupee and came off a bit as bad Elanor Rigby.

To bring it all home though I did rather enjoy the Fender Rhodes on the psychedelic rave-up... "I Should have Known Better".

So in conclusion, Hank, I give it ten out of twelve inches.

yours,
topple

ps - thanks for ruining black flag.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

I AM SO SORRY!

Hey guys, Im so sorry there havent been any updates because Ive been in Boston for the long weekend and FORGOT to tell you guys :-( I tried accessing the site from my dad's BLackBerry, but damn Merrill Lynch blocked it. Again, Im so sorry about not telling you guys, but Im back now and Ill look around for some new stuff.
-matt
P.S. - Ray, how did you know I was on vaca? Thats creepy

Friday, November 10, 2006

Drag My Ass Out of Bed and Into the Bar - Primus Concert Review and more...

This is really just a justification for the cash I dumped in concert tix. And a way to kill another hour at work on a Friday.


Primus @ Austin Music Hall, Austin, TX
Wednesday, November 1st, 2006
of the rocks

My ass was draggin, but i knew the pork-filled cheese-sailors would not disappoint. The Austin Music Hall is a large, cavernous warehouse of a venue. The security is a drag. At least on your way in. It's not that they are mean or malicious, more that they just seem like they have no clue whatsoever. Like someone called them up 10 minutes before the gig, and was all, "hey, can you come help out at the show tonight... pick up Tommy and Juan on the way over and figure out something to do about searching people, will call etc."

negotiated a nonexistent will call booth and strolled in. got there in time for the end of the Drums n' Tuba set, and enjoyed the 10 minutes I heard, although I can't comment on it too much, as i was at the back of the warehouse buying some tall Lonestars at that point. I kept pondering why Primus comes to this venue when in town. Stubb's out door closes down by midnight, but as the night would come to an end by 11:45 anyway, that couldn't be the issue.

I went for a lung dart on their smokers patio in the set break. slammed in with other folks eagerly awaiting Primus' first return since the Tour de Fromage. Re-entered and as I flanked the crowd looking for entry into the dense mass in front of the stage, I came up with a viable solution to my question of why they play this big ol, bad soundin barn. Once you get into the thick of the crowd, no one is gonna bother you no matter what you light up.

In short time the boys took the stage... the requisite "YOU SUUUUUUCK’s” sounded out... with the fainter, yet more fun "Lerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" popping up and between them.

Their musical musings and teasings immediately revealed the beginning of "To Defy". I'm not sure what happens in moments like this, but my head dips forward, the bangs fall down, the bobbing commences as my beer hand rises in salute. It was on. I don't know too much to say than... Herb is sick, Ler is nuts, and Les, mmmm, he's the Colonel. It took till mid-way through Pudding Time (CHILDREN!) to get that crazy ol, strolling-hopping duck walk thing going... but by now it's too late. Everyone is accenting their favorite line and air filling on herb's zucka-zucka-DATS. I dunno, I love a Primus crowd... the requisite alterna-metal guys with their almost Goth, with a lil bit of trailer girlfriends. Plenty of shaved on the side's long on top dews. It’s definitely picked up some of the tour kids who can handle a thicker jam, but it's aight. (STRING CHEESE RIP).

Les rambled on a bit when he pulled out the upright for Tweekers, but the highlight was easily an affable Ler goaded into singing "his new song", which by his own admission is about Nachos. Let's see if i can remember the lyrics, "Ohhhh nachos, yes... you are cheesy". After the lil impromptu which I’m imagining was as rare as Ler on the Bastard Banjee... but perhaps not. They then launched into Seas o Cheese. But I, I, I, will always be blown away by Eleven.

The Set list: To Defy the Laws of Tradition, Pudding Time, Those Damned Blue Collar Tweekers, Seas of Cheese, Mr. Krinkle, Eleven, American Life, My Name is Mud, Jerry was a Racecar Driver

Encore: Here Come the Bastards


Gob Iron @ the Parish, Austin, TX
Friday, November 3rd, 2006
Gob Iron

It was a banner week. No rest as Thursday brought rehearsal for the soon to be Austin-based rock-juggernaut, Taco Leg. Friday found me stepping away from the Mexican Brown Grass and into some much higher grade entertainment. Exhausted but floating roughly 14 inches off the ground I made my way to the Parish to check out Jay Farrar in his latest outing... Gob Iron.

A quick stop at my favorite shelter-benefiting, church-affiliated bbq pit "Holy Smokers" provided me with a belly full of brisket, coffee, and an insanely hot pickle that Gus (read: the smoker) cures himself. I couldn't finish the whole pickle so half of it had to travel with me to the show. (In case anyone is actually near Austin on a Thursday, Friday or Saturday night, you'll find Gus and the Holy Smokers between the church and the parking garage at 5th and Trinity.)

It's a new thing for the Man from Uncle (Tupelo), and this was their first show of the tour. The shows are set up with Anders Parker (of Varnaline and solo endeavors) opening with phenomenal help from Mark Spencer (I didn't know the name before showing up, but he definitely left the most lasting impression... so much so, I’m now checking out his origins in a alt-bluegrass? group known as The Blood Oranges).

I figured it was gonna be a bit of the ol country, working class, love lorn, blues, and it was. I was tired, the beer was cold, and everything was all right. Perfect for the toe to heel; drink swilling sway that took all the energy i had left for the week. So it's not grab you by the throat type music. An acoustic guitar on Parker and a Strat on Spencer... but it certainly had its transcendent moments. To be fair you can't have your transcend, without your stuck in the blahs. but I tend to roll with it. Spencer traded between a lap steel and the strat, but in either case he gave that crystalline high end tele through a twin reverb that finds its home in the "good" country (as opposed to the "hot/new" country).

Next Jay came out for a solo set, excluding a few tracks where Mr. Spencer again came out to add that wonderful color... clean and clear like a Nashville cat. He played all new stuff as far as i could tell, except for a couple of later Son Volt tunes (Highway 61, Okemah and the riots, etc.)

The final set saw all three gob ironers on stage and rotating instruments between pretty much every song. Everyone took a turn on bass, drums, guitar, and keys. It was definitely raw, and definitely the first night of the tour. But it was exactly what I needed on Friday. I'm turning these concert reviews into personal journals aren't I?
So back to the music.

The third set was good ole garage rock. The first two sets delivered what I expected from the above linked Gob Iron web page... more melancholy channeled this acoustic strumming and humming accompany harmonics... but the last set was the dirty Uncle Tupelo feel of Chickamauga (a tune Jay has belted out in his last "Jay Farrar and canyon" tour), and the shameless three chord fist pump of Son Volt's "Drown". So warts and all it was a blast.

Barely Live, Hopped Up and Exhausted Concert Updates and Reviews

From moderately deep in the heart of Texas, brief review of the week that was in shuffling, stumbling through some good good shows, and decent times.


Los Hispanos UK @ Flamingo Cantina, Austin, TX
Monday, October 30th, 2006
Los Hispanos UK website

So I figure most of the contributors (in spite of and besides their Texas based name) are out on the left side, but have no fear Los Hispanos make it out your way before. A lil background: these guys have been together a couple of years, and it's been great to see their sound get tighter and bigger. Super high energy, super fun, tight, straight ahead rock. Over the last year this is my second time seeing them, and their performance has just grown to deliver.

Fronted by natural rocking showman Orestes (high kicks), with Mio (shredding licks) on lead guitar, Kali (bass line quick and thick), and Jeromy (lightning fills amid heavy kicks) filling out the head-bobbing fist pumping fun. No somber tears in your beers here. Even if it's just popping up on the balls of your feet, you will get moving.

So enough background, the show was fantastic. Couldn't help but turn my side to side rocking into up and down hopping and responding to their calling as the harder than power pop jams cranked on. It started off with a big punch. The quality is a bit rough but you can get a feel from this video of Wail I was Driving. The sound and video are pretty bad on this clip but you can kind of check out their Halloween costumes. Orestes and Kali came as Cheech and Chong from the talent show in up and smoke. Mio and Jeromy can as Rick Nielson and Bun E. Carlos, respectively and I might add respectfully. ‘Nuff said for my first attempt at a concert review. On to Halloween.


Trey Anastasio @ Stubbs BBQ, Austin, TX
Tuesday, All Hallows Eve, 2006
Trey but, c'mon really

Is it ok to say Trey Band? I dunno. Look, it's Trey. It was the 10 year anniversary since I and an unidentified player only referred to henceforth as "beer ninja" watched the Phab Pho blow up the Omni in Atlanta (so high on Bart Simpson’s I might add that I went around telling everyone I was Jesus Christ). Was it nostalgia that brought me to the creek side amphitheater? I hoped not.

Ten years down the road... i'm fatter, i think a wee bit more sane, and had traded in my "flower" costume, dilated pupils, and rodeo clown compadres, for tall lonestars, a rolled number of Mexican brick, and what myself and my concert compadre considered clever "Hawaiian punched" costumes (Hawaiian shirts and burnt cork around the eye... one girl even got the "punch you in the eye reference").

So we walk in to Trey going into "First Tube". Good stuff, besides a few extended jams it probably most smacked of stuff T did with his old band. So it was off to a good start... settled in and lit up. Trey was joined by Jeff Sipe on the traps (aka Apartment Q58 of the Aquarian Rescue Unit), Ivan Neville sat in on keys a bit, and various others on some back up vox and horns and of course bass. Sorry for not listing the names, but I gotta get back to work. So here's the set list:

Set One: First Tube, Dragonfly, Dark & Down, Heavy Things, Money Love and Change, Spin > Tuesday, Drifting, Simple Twist up Dave

Set Two: Mud City@, Plasma$, Bar 17>@, Mud City@

Encore: Push on Til the Day@

Show Notes
@ - with Russel Remmington, Fernado Castillo, Carlos Sosa, and Raul Vallejo on horns and Ivan Neville on Keyboards
$ - with Russel Remmington on saxophone

So for the review, well the only Phish track he hit us with "Heavy Things" a Farmhouse number. I know, know, it's not Phish it's a different thing. But it took a few lone stars, and constantly reminding myself "It's not phish" to get best a deep seated want of a lil Chalkdust... in fact I was hurting for a 30 minute tweezer. It's cool, but Trey at least gave Ithaca "Wilson" three days later, and Binghamton got "Sample in a Jar" into "Waste". I know, I know, it's a new thing, and a new direction. So I'll close with an open letter to T.

Dear Trey,

Fat show man. Definitely see that you are doing "different" stuff and I had a blast. I gotta be honest though man, quit teasing. I mean relax, man. You're giving me blue balls over here. You had to tease with Prince Caspian? Don't do that man. You know how fragile I am.

I think everyone gets it now, about different directions and stuff. Why not settle down a bit and hit us up with some covers of The Band and or how about a rendition of "How sweet it is"? Ah wait... it's been done, eh? Look I know that other guy already did a bit of that. But man, folks loved it. We, um, I mean I, the royal We, love it.

Yours truly,
The Guy who was Dressed Like a flower.


Children In Heat (as the Misfits), Big Mess (as Devo) @ Room 710, Austin, TX
Tuesday, All Hallows Eve, 2006

YEAH FOR TRIBUTE SHOWS! Mansheet, we’re working out the VH tribute for next year right? I call dibbs on Diamond Dave... I'm already working on my Katana Sword routine.

We made it to the bar just as Devo was going on. Good times, woulda loved it a lil louder, but "Gates of Steel", "Uncontrollable Urge", and "Monogoloid" got the devolution a pumping.

Then onto the Misfits, I mean children in HEAT! I haven't seen that much black... anywhere, ever. They were in the now for sheez, and only lil weak point was their Danzig... but c'mon, there's only one Danzig, yah?

So I’ll close this post with the lyrics to Skull by said Misfits:

The corpses all hang headless and limp
Bodies with no surprises
And the blood drains down like devil's rain
We'll bathe tonight

I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull

Demon I am and face I peel
To see your skin turned inside out, 'cause
Gotta have you on my wall
Gotta have you on my wall, 'cause

I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull

Go

Collect the heads of little girls and
Put 'em on my wall
Hack the heads off little girls and
Put 'em on my wall

Oh oh...

Wednesday, November 8, 2006

Podcast 1.05 from Enemy Radio - Milk Was a Bad Choice

Here is the song list

Here is the latest new music podcast from enemy radio with a bunch of great bands which you can see below. Just click the Podcast 1.05 image above to get your day rollin' with some good new music or maybe it's music you've already heard, but check it out. It will at least eat up 25+ minutes of your work day with some decent tunes.

Podcast 1.05 Playlist:

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Track: He Thought of Cars
Artist: Blur
Album: The Great Escape
Website: www.blur.co.uk
The Great EscapeBlur: The Great Escape

4:00 (Time starting in the Podcast)

Track: One Saved Message
Artist: The Dandy Warhols
Album: The Black Album
Website: www.dandywarhols.com
Myspace: www.myspace.com/thedandywarhols


7:41 (Time starting in the Podcast)
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Track: Jack The Dripper
Artist: The Hairbrain Scheme
Album: You're a Nation
Website: www.thehairbrain.com
Myspace: www.myspace.com/thehairbrain
You're A NationThe Hairbrain Scheme: You're a Nation

10:47 (Time starting in the Podcast)

Track: Speech Bubbles
Artist: Why?
Album: Elephant Eyelash
Website: www.anticon.com
Myspace: www.myspace.com/whyanticon
Elephant EyelashWhy?: Elephant Eyelash

13:27 (Time starting in the Podcast)

Track: In Like The Rose
Artist: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Album: Take them on, on your own
Website: www.blackrebelmotorcycleclub.com
Myspace: www.myspace.com/blackrebelmotorcycleclub
Take Them On, On Your OwnBlack Rebel Motorcycle Club: Take Them On, On Your Own

18:41 (Time starting in the Podcast)

Track: Droned
Artist: Cave In
Album: Perfect Pitch Black
Website: www.cavein.net
Myspace: www.myspace.com/cavein
Perfect Pitch BlackCave In: Perfect Pitch Black

21:40 (Time starting in the Podcast)

Track: Merit
Artist: The Photo Atlas
Album: No, Not Me, Never
Website: www.stolentransmission.com
Myspace: www.myspace.com/danceatlasdance
No, Not Me, NeverThe Photo Atlas: No, Not Me, Never

24:53 (Time starting in the Podcast)

Track: Mr. Grieves
Artist: TV on the Radio
Album: Young Liars EP
Young LiarsTV on the Radio: Young Liars EP