I have learned my lesson. Numerous times over the past few years, I have been caught at my desk, coffee at hand, spewing said coffee in copious amounts thanks to the writings of my colleagues here at DBAWIS, sometimes through the mouth and sometimes through the nose. It is altogether possible that I have unknowingly spewed through various other orifices of my body as well, but by the time I get through laughing, everything is dry and, therefore, in the distant past, as it were.
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Frank Gutch Jr.: Tom Kell & The Skyboys, Michael Fennelly, Stu Nunnery, “Goin’ Down”, and Just Plain Nuts– erm– Notes…..Posted in Opinion with tags Annie Rose, DBAWIS, devo, dirtmusic, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Frank Gutch Jr., Hydra, Indie Music, Jr. Cadillac, michael fennelly, Phoebe Bridgers, Rainbow Tavern, Records, Skyboys, Stu Nunnery, tom kell, Troubles on June 18, 2013 by segarini
Danny Kaye once musically opined (in the movie White Christmas), “The theater. The Theater. What’s happened to the Theater?” Now, he was expressing disappointment in his beloved Broadway’s movement towards artsy-fartsy choreography and away from “Chaps who did taps.” But, if he were around today and got a glimpse of what the current Great White Way had to offer, he’d be on 24-hour-a-day suicide watch.
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Happy June everyone! Get the coffee, advil, milk thistle and Gatorade ready, it’s music festival time in Toronto! This week brings North by North East back into our lives. That means 4am last calls, copious amounts of alcohol and terrible for you meals, and glorious, glorious live music everywhere you go! It’s become one of my favourite times of year in this city, along with CMW (despite the pitfalls I complained about back in April) and Indie Week. The city floods with visiting musicians and delegates from across Canada, the U.S. and the rest of the world. Ever concert, event or just bar wandering can turn into a network opportunity, a reunion or just a chance to get sh-tfaced with friends, new and old alike. It’s a great time to be in Toronto, and it’s a great time to be a music lover.
Frank Gutch Jr: Sheldon Gomberg: One of the Good Guys, Too Slim: Hot!!!, Charlottesville: WarHen and County Wide… The Phoenix Rises, My Father’s Day, plus Notes (you really should be reading them, you know)…..Posted in Opinion with tags Charlottesville, county wide records, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, emiko woods, Frank Gutch Jr., henry boy jenkins, hymn for her, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Keith Morris, Morning Ritual, music, Records, Red Rattles, sally rose, Sarah White, Sheldon Gomberg, Sons of Bill, Sweet Relief, the firetapes, tom kell, too slim, WarHen Records on June 11, 2013 by segarini
I wasted 75 minutes of Sheldon Gomberg‘s time last week. Do I feel crappy about it? You bet. I suppose 75 minutes doesn’t mean that much to many of you but then you probably don’t work as much as Sheldon does. See, Sheldon is a recording engineer and runs his own studio and after talking with many of that ilk, time is always of the essence. You’re working when you’re not working— going over the day’s session(s), preparing for tomorrow’s, organizing, always organizing. What? You think those albums just appear on your shelves?
A couple of weeks ago my son Kyle and I headed down to The Horseshoe to see our boys Gloryhound. We were standing out front when Kyle said “that’s Jon Snow from “Game Of Thrones”. I looked over casually and thought he could be the little bastard. It was soon confirmed that it indeed was actor Kit Harington and we moved over to the pool table to say hello (like the good couple of fan boys we are). While waiting for an appropriate moment to pass to introduce ourselves (and give him a copy of the Gloryhound CD) Kyle pointed out another pool player and said “Dad, I am pretty sure that is Lane Pryce from “Mad Men”).
Frank Gutch Jr: No Small Children’s New Video!!! * Rock ‘n’ Roll: The Varying Levels of Reality * Mist and Mast at The Wandering Goat * and (of course) Notes!Posted in Opinion with tags bill carter, Bono, bosnia, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, eugene, ferns, fools rush in, Frank Gutch Jr., Indie Artists, Indie Music, Mist and Mast, No Small Children, U2, wandering goat on June 4, 2013 by segarini
If you’re talking about music this year, even with the amazingly huge numbers of out of sight (or out of site) songs and albums being released, there is one song which rises to the level of Summer Anthem and that is Might Get Up Slow by three teachers out of L.A. calling themselves No Small Children. Roll your eyes and say I’m beating a dead horse, if you will, but I know a solid hit when I hear one and this is it! A few years ago, Sheryl Crow was handed a verbal “Anthem of the Summer” award by a lame media tied closely to a monied music and entertainment industry.
These guys crack me up. Even forty years later. Even after having been separated four decades, these guys are still brothers under the skin, and they are brothers. They lived as brothers and fought as brothers and even had various “heads of state” treat them as brothers whilst trying to keep them from getting screwed as a band. You look at the films and read the books of bands back in the late sixties and early seventies, you might think that life was all getting stoned and getting laid and flowers-in-your-hair, but that’s all surface.
Countless magical hours of mirth, tragedy and love that have been gifted to us by the miracle of the motion picture, yet these same cinematic divertissements have also given birth to a staggering amount of griping and controversy. People have been caviling and kvetching in equal measure about the inappropriate depictions of violence, sex and ugly people kissing since the days of Fairbanks and Keaton. And those very same bastions of moral rectitude and fiery condemnation become more and more convinced, with each passing annum, that the already horrifyingly low standards of propriety on the silver screen continue to spiral ever downwards. Until the other day, I was proudly Not among their number but…
Jesus, is 2013 great or what? I’m dancing, crying, thinking, sweating, burping and bopping thanks to a handful of musicians who have me freaking out, they’re so good. I know I said 2012 was good. And it was! Hell, it still is, musically. Musicians put out some of the best music I’d heard last year, but goddamn it, 2013 is smokin’ hot! Seriously! And excuse me for a sec whilst I dance the happy dance. You see, No Small Children‘s anthemic Might Get Up Slow is playing right now and will for a few times more because I need some uppers! Shee-it, this is good! In another time, this would be topping the charts and rocking kids out! Even famed ex-radio disc jockey Robert W. Walker sez “Fuh-reeking great!” Jeez, I’m sounding like Barnum & Bailey here, but sometimes you have to let loose, you know?
It was a sad night in Toronto this past Monday. Leaf nation had to endure the biggest disappointment they’ve faced since ye old strike of 2012; the Toronto Maple Leafs lost their shot at the Stanley Cup. Losing a 4-1 lead over Boston, the humiliation was solidified into a 4-5 loss in overtime. The city was quiet, the dejection palpable in the downtown streets. But for those of us lucky enough to be at Cherry Cola’s that same night, the disappointment was distracted and then washed away by a completely different form of entertainment; The Bobcast.