Whilst I compile pictures, reviews, and assorted other fun . . . here's some lo-res vid I shot of Chuck Prophet at Jovita's on Saturday. I've loved Chuck Prophet for years, never thinking of him as a guitar player, until about the 1:51 mark here . . .
Monday, March 17, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Hopedaddy on the Air: WFHB Morning Music Mix 3/12/08
The Black Keys, "I Got Mine," Attack & Release
Paul Westerberg, "Mr. Rabbit," Stereo
The Whigs, "I Never Want to Go Home," Mission Control
Uncle Tupelo, "Gun," Still Feel Gone
Von Bondies, "C'mon, C'mon," Pawn Shoppe Heart
Ted Leo, "The Sons of Cain," Living With the Living
Paul Simon/Django Reinhardt (DJ Shadow), "Brazilian Diamonds (mashup)," unreleased
ELO, "Can't Get it Out of My Head," Eldorado
Mike Doughty, "Move On," The Future Soundtrack for America
Andrew Bird, "Measuring Cups," Andrew Bird & the Mysterious Production of Eggs
Nils Lofgren, "A Child Could Tell," Crooked Line
Little Steven & the Disciples of Soul, "Angel Eyes," Men Without Women
Bruce Springsteen, "Born in the U.S.A. (acoustic)," Tracks
Chris Whitley, "Phone Call from Leavenworth," Living With the Law
XTC, "Poor Skeleton Steps Out," Oranges and Lemon
Peter Mulvey, "Inner City Blues," Ten Thousand Mornings
Marvin Gaye, "Mercy, Mercy, Me," What's Going On
Radiohead/Marvin Gaye, "Sexual High (mashup)," unreleased
Radiohead, "Packt Like Sardines in a Crushed Tin Can," Amnesiac
Victoria Williams, "Crazy Mary," Loose
Joe Henry, "This Close to You," Kindness of the World
Gillian Welch, "Elvis Presley Blues," Time the Revelator
Jayhawks, "Eyes of Sarahjane," Rainy Day Music
Gary Louris, "She Only Calls Me on Sundays," Vagabonds
Fleet Foxes, "White Winter Hymnal," Ragged Wood
Sufjan Stevens, "John Wayne Gacy, Jr.," Come on Feel the Illinoise
Allman Brothers, "Little Martha," Eat a Peach
Emmylou Harris, Gillian Welch, Alison Krauss, "Didn't Leave Nobody but the Baby," O Brother, Where Art Thou? (Soundtrack)
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Esquire Music Awards - April 2008: Marah
Best Roots-Rock Band that Deserves Better than to be Called Roots Rock: Marah. "We can live with the Springsteen comparisons, but Marah plays shows too powerful and immediate to deserve the semantic short shrift of the roots-rock label-- it suggests a fascination with the past when Marah seems more about making you feel as if your future's in jeopardy. For more than a decade, Dave and Serge Bielanko have been America's best bar band, fueled by the intensity an arena band might muster playing a bar gig on a night off. See them live and you'll return home with ears blown and a knot in your stomach: A pairing roots-rock has never quite perfected."
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Never Should Have Doubted . . . v 3.0? 4.0? 5.0? Who cares?
Indeed . . . alive in Spain. This is good news. And the Clash makes the encore? Killer. From PaulMurff, frequent boarder:
"Look... long story short: they f***in' NAILED it. Opened with Coughing Up Blood (the first time it's been played live) as if it was the encore, and just kept going up and up and up from there.
No lie...
I have never seen a Marah show that I could say was a whole hell of a lot better than what I saw in Alicante on the first night of this tour.
No lie...
I didn't see, hear or sense one iota of bitterness, sour grapes, finger-pointing, backstabbing, blame-placing or name-calling. From anyone. About anyone. The whole time I was in Spain. Which is as it should be - but, as all grown-ups know, things are almost never as they should be, so let's recognise and respect the positive forces that are at work within and around this band right now, folks.
No lie...
Did I mention the new guys? Well, they don't feel like new guys any more. I got the impression that they were being thoroughly wound up during some of that first show... but in a 'good' way, if you know what I mean. ('Hey, bro... let's see if these guys can keep up if we play it like THIS...!' kind of thing)."
Monday, February 25, 2008
The Unproud: A Slice of Hopedaddy Rock History
Whilst digging through a desk drawer, I find a stack . . . Checking my pride at the door of the grand old Market Square Arena, last concert venue for Elvis . . . as well as some of the lesser-hip . . . I ain't sayin' I'm proud of ALL of them
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