Not the political future, which has turned out bad enough, but the music future which is floundering. I saw it going awry in 1992 when I left the retail record business as it morphed to a “music industry” I never recognized. I tried to make sense of it then, wondering why the decisions being made by not just major labels but by what then was becoming an entertainment conglomerate were so unerringly ridiculous. I need to watch the documentary on Tower Records, All Things Must Pass, in detail. I need to revisit the individual instances which brought down radio, records and everything else entertainment around our ears. I need to understand who was in power, if indeed anyone was, and who made the monumental mistakes which gave us the chaos we now have.
Archive for Nick Holmes
That is how I picture Holmes— tuxedoed, debonair, suave, in control. He started out a folkie— sang with The Serendipity Singers, in fact, though I can hardly hear his voice in any kind of ensemble. It is slightly rough and textured but with a real edge definitely unique. One single by The Singers (“What Will We Do With the Child”) was released with that voice but it did not chart. It did warrant a solo artist contract, though, and Holmes recorded one. It unfortunately never made it to press,
Before we get into the meat of this column, let’s talk Winterpills. I have been a fan since hearing their 2010 EP Tuxedo of Ashes and have followed them since. Their one album of covers, Echolalia, was good enough to make me toss aside my disdain of this current trend, their arrangements making up for the usual lack of creativity on most bands parts. No such problem here. Love Songs is an all-original triumph, Philip Price writing his best songs since Tuxedo, and the band is in A-1 shape.
Frank Gutch Jr: And You Thought Purple Was Deep: Only the Vinylly Religious Caught These… Plus Notes…Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Blue Ash, DBAWIS, Dead Boys, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Frank Gutch Jr., Frank Secich, Glory, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Liverpool Five, music, music videos, Nick Holmes, radio, Ray Brandes, Records, Seashells, segarini, sopwith camel, Surprise Package, Tell-Tale Hearts, The Viceroys, Town Criers, White Eelephant on February 16, 2016 by segarini
I am going to send everyone a “He went to the computer shop and all I got was this lousy column” button because most of you will have little clue as to whom I am writing about and also because Bill Gates and his shit company has sent my other computer to the repair shop courtesy of their “this will be a snap and your files will be right where you left them” update hypocrisy. I am only assuming that my files are where I left them because when I tried to get into my computer the day after the update all I got was this little circle of swirling dots on a pale blue screen and while I used to like pale blue, it fast became a color of doom.
… and I’m looking for trouble because that’s just what you have to do sometimes. Tributes and covers are sucking the soul right out of me and probably out of the goddamn entire world but you soulless bastards have no clue! This whole I-got-to-see-the-best-bands and there-ain’t-no-good-music-anymore attitude is killing the listening floor (screw the dance floor) and I’ve had it up to my neck with the I-don’t-like-today’s-music-so-fuck-you memes on the social media and threads in the forums to the point that I’m thinking hell could not be a worse place to live— at least compared to this musical rotgut of a world we live in today.
It’s that time of year again, sports fans. Santa has been on the radio for the past two months, robot disc jockeys and purveyors of everything muzak beating us senseless with varying renditions of Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree and Jolly Old Saint Nicholas, hoping to lighten our mood enough to loosen the old purse strings. Hallmark Channel have kicked into full Christmas mode, plastering their channels with their cookie-cutter movies which vary mostly by the changing of leading ladies (this year’s favorite, by far, is Hilarie Burton, whom I saw in an old Castle episode and was floored by not only her beauty but the fact that the casting could not have been more right). I wish they had more creativity over at Hallmark, their overuse of the five plots and rotating stars coming very close to consumer abuse. But, hey, I’m a sap.
Frank Gutch Jr: Brian Cullman, David Bullock, Bill Jackson, and Tom House: People and Stories Behind My Favorite New Music, Plus Notes From the Musical Underground…..Posted in Opinion, Review with tags bill jackson, Bob Dylan, Brian Cullman, Chris Smither, Courage My Love, David Bullock, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Frank Gutch Jr., Indie Artists, Indie Music, J.D. Wilkes, Jim Waive, Keith Morris, Legendary Shack Shakers, Matt Bauer, music, music videos, Nick Holmes, Records, Ross Jackson, Russell Morris, Ruth Hazleton, Samantha Martin & Delta Sugar, segarini, Shannon Bourne, Stephen Young & The Union, Stu Nunnery, Sunnyside Records, The Small Glories, Tom House, Witherwolf on November 3, 2015 by segarini
I want to tell you about four musicians— people, really— but I don’t know if I can. Oh, I could tell a few stories, wrangle up some comments and maybe tell you about their music, which is more than likely what I will attempt to do, but I will not be able to really tell you anything about them. Does a resume ever say anything about the person? I don’t think so. But it may be the place to start.