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With Rebels, Rogues & Sworn Brothers being their fifth album, I was very skeptical about what I was in for. I was skeptical because - and someone will probably smack me for saying this, but oh well - I haven't been a fan of anything they've put out since That Much Further West. Another reason I found myself nervous about this release was because a little birdie who had the opportunity to hear the album months before it was released informed me that this album was going to be "Born to Run without the horns". Okay, with that being said, you might understand why I was feeling like a little kid trying to go to sleep on Christmas Eve. Born to Run is probably hands down one of my all time favorite albums. Hell, anyone that's into Lucero probably views Born to Run as one of their all time favorite albums as well. Lucero had placed a couple of their news songs up on their MySpace page a month or so before the release of the entire album and at first listen I found myself saying "WFT is this shit, this isn't Born to Run!" Well, after some lurking around on the interweb and my favorite downloading site (which will remain nameless) I was finally able to get the album in its entirety. Hell, I thought I was pulling off another miracle in getting an album leak before its release but apparently those sneaky bastards had made some deal with people that if you purchased their album before its release you would be able to download the entire thing before everyone else. Lucero 1, Lauren 0. Getting back on track now. After giving the entire album what I like to call a 30 second listen I decided that this in fact was going to be worse than the last album Nobody's Darlings. I was beyond over Lucero and even joined in on the bashing of the new album in some conversations. This was one of the more idiotic things that I'll own up to doing this year. I have this horrible habit of judging pretty much everything upon first glance/listen. I write albums/bands/people off all the time just because of being so damn stubborn. One drunken night I decided to give the album one more shot. I can't tell if it was the alcohol talking or if I just really decided to open my ears up, but this time around the album actually made me regret any and every negative thing I had ever said about the album. True, it wasn't the same sad bastard sound that put Lucero on the map, but it was damn good. (If you need reference, please listen to the following Lucero albums: The Attic Tapes, Self Titled and Tennessee.) This album has raised the bar for any band coming out of Tennessee or anywhere else in the country that's trying to go the route of alt-country/Americana/sad bastard. The song writing on the latest release doesn't stray far from their earlier writings, but the music behind the lyrics has definitely gone in a different direction. It's more of a stomp your feet and clap your hands beat. Which I'll admit is a good time and a good thing if you've seen them live because it's about the only damn thing that's going to keep you moving due to the amount of alcohol yourself and the band has consumed. I'm not a huge fan of the new crowd this album has attracted. I know that just came out of nowhere, but this has to be said. This will come off very high school music snob, but I've been watching this band along with hundreds of loyal followers for years play in small bars with maybe a crowd of 25 to 50 people. The crowd was diverse, but everyone got along. Old, young, frat boy, scene kid, whatever you want to label them; everyone got drunk and had a good time. With the latest release we now see a crowd of "kids" that are just that. They are 20 something jerk offs that have no tolerance when consuming massive amounts of alcohol and go straight into "bro" mode where they think it's hilarious to rush the crowd and knock people over and talk shit to people that aren't of their group of friends. Bitter? Why yes. Jaded? A tad bit. Over it? HELL YES. I won't make this entire review about the new crowd, but I’ll say one last thing just because I like to have the last word: A) Don't come to a Lucero show hoping you'll be able to rough up some kid you used to see sitting in your art class that wasn't in the popular crowd. B) Don't come to a Lucero show with the thought in your head that you've just discovered the next big thing and you don't care who you piss off by spilling your beer all over them. They've been around for awhile now and your kind isn't welcome. With that being said, I’m going to give this album a 9/10. I'm only deducting one point because of the fact I had to endure two hours of complete dipshit kids that don't know their ass from a hole in the ground to watch my favorite band a couple of weeks ago. }music{ }music{
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Everyone knows that I'm a bit of a fucking retard for most anything considered "scream-o" or "pop-punk". It was a huge skeleton in my closet for years, but it feels better to have them out in the open. I'm a girl I'm allowed to enjoy that shit! Moving on though to what I'm supposed to be writing about. So, here we are with their new release, The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me. I don't know what the fuck happened while that kid was on the operating table, but all I can say is thank god something took place because this album is a 10/10. Warning: If you were a fan of their earlier releases, you might not be into this album. Especially if you were looking for something to sing along to in the car - and don't act like you don't do that. This album is definitely a must listen. Even those that refuse to think that a band that was categorized as "pop-punk" could ever put anything out they would enjoy have sworn by this album. I might go so far as saying that this album will be nominated for something, somewhere, because of the songwriting. I'm not saying this is like the holy grail of new albums released this year, but it's damn close to it. I haven't mastered this reviewing of an album yet, but just bare with me. I'm guessing you guys were hoping to read some long winded biography about this band with a bunch of cool links and shit like that, but I don't have the attention span to search that shit out. Do it yourselves. Also, do your self a favor and either download the album or go buy. I don't buy albums that often because of my compulsive cd shopping problem, but I might just have to venture out and pick this one up. }event{ }event{ }event{ }event{ }event{ }event{ }event{ }event{
The party started at 8PM but I didn’t show up till 10PM - not to be fashionably late - but because I was feeling sick the entire day. I had to suck it up though because I knew a lot of people would be pissed if I didn’t show. I met Robert S. Rhine, Editor-in Chief of G&C, at the front door. He gave me the grand tour of the CIA, which has to be one of the most psychotic looking venues I’ve ever seen. It’s very difficult to describe this place. Inside, all of the walls are neon colors and look like the inside of a circus tent. They had a mummified clown by the bar in a glass case along with shrunken heads and old creepy photos. I’m pretty sure the clown was real. There was also a main stage with some announcer telling really bad jokes and raffling away miscellaneous circus crap that you’d find at a flea market. I was pissed that I didn’t win anything. Outside was a bunch of old movie theatre seats scattered about and a large screen playing old horror movies. I ran into some friends of mine from the cast of Clown Porn. It seemed a little awkward because none of us were wearing grease paint to the event. I did bring the clown costume - I just didn’t put it on because I wasn’t in the mood. (The event was supposed to be a costume party.) I also met several other people for the first time including Ed Gein, who was very cool. He creates the corpses for the magazine. I also ran into Belladonna and her husband and met a lot of very cool fans. By the end of the night, my stomach was turning and I had to sit in the corner with my sprite trying not to hurl while watching Night of the Living Dead. I finally decided that it would be a very appropriate time to leave. But first, we had to present Robert with the famous Fred the Wonder Chicken. I think he almost cried. }music{ }music{
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The night started out with Makita in the main room on the decks. His style is loud, fast; bang your mom kind of music. Very underground stuff that nobody’s usually heard of. My favorite, although nobody dances to it because god forbid someone would dance to a song that they’re not familiar with. Next up, DJ Thermal Detonator. Don’t remember too much during his set. My favorite bartender showed up and I was concentrating on the booze he was giving me rather than the music. I did notice more people dancing though. Once midnight hit, there was a champagne toast and Keith Hillebrandt stepped up. I started with a clip of the shower scene from American History X as Keith started with the Speedy J track “Balk Acid”. The crowd’s response was either dancing or pointing at the screen. I found this all very entertaining. The set lasted for about an hour and fifteen minutes and ended with Ministry’s “Stigmata”. A classic. Last DJ of the night was Shatter. (Photo above) At this point my feet were hurting and I was well buzzed so, I took my obnoxious boots off , stood on a cinderblock and continued with the set for about another twenty minutes. Shatter found all of this very amusing. I finally called it quits, went home and passed out. Hope I can do it all again next month. }music{ }music{
}music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ I first heard the song "Kissing Families" on a promo CD I got while shopping at Urban Outfitters. It was a friendly-feeling, good rock song with catchy guitar and smooth vocals. That is, of course, until the singer started screaming like I've only seen women on PMS do. Yeah! Since then "Kissing
Families" became one of my favorite songs and very popular in my
play lists and mixed CDs. With that done - I was ready to go. Around 9:45PM, the Drunken Unicorn was already getting packed. My friends from the local band Elevado opened, but I was late for their set thanks to my friend Sam's veggie wrap at the Local. Luckily, they always play my favorite song last, "Our Turn Came Tonight", to which you can't help dance. After a quick break, Silversun Pickups came on. Still recovering from the shock that the lead singer was a guy - instead of a girl on PMS as I was lead to believe -I enjoyed every bit of their set. I have no idea what they opened with, but soon I recognized a great song from their new album Carnavas, "Well Thought Out Twinkles". Overall all the songs were consistently good. The backing vocals didn't impress me (like they do on the studio versions) but the girl rocks out the bass. Another cool thing
about this LA group is that even though they were way out east, they still
played like they were playing in a friends party. The third band, Dirty
on Purpose, played well and had good songs, but by then I had already
gotten the music fix I was looking for and my ears were calling it a night. }music{ }music{ }music{
}music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ In the meantime,
here are two retro-reviews of the Replacements from earlier this year.
With several re-releases of their albums out over the past couple of months,
now is a good time to revisit one of the most underappreciated bands of
the 1980's. Throughout the 1980's, the Replacements' music sat in stark contrast to the new wave and power-pop that dominated the airwaves. Although gaining commercial success in the latter part of the decade, the band's early albums Let It Be, Tim and Pleased to Meet You provide a glimpse into the post-punk, pre-grunge era that has often been overlooked. Crafting infections hooks with well-writen lyrics, the Replacements have a way grabbing a part of your brain and not letting go. Songs like "Kiss Me on the Bus", "Bastards of Young", "Alex Chilton", "I Will Dare" and "Can't Hardly Wait" prove that sometimes good songs can get stuck in your head. Although Westerberg is more well known in many circles for his post-Singles career, his work with the Replacements stands out. At their best, the band produced rock music much like Tom Petty, Dinosaur Jr. or Lucero - void of trend and full of vigor. Pleased to meet
you, too Pleased to Meet
You is a CD that you should own. The tracks "Alex Chilton",
"Valentine" and "Can't Hardly Wait" headline a classic
alternative album Since DeadJournalist.com isn't yet on the mailing list of every record label in the world, we're still doing things the old fashion way - going to a record store, buying a disc, and writing a review. Could we download it? Yeah, but we like album art. And bands need dollars, too. With that said, we finally bought some albums recently, and a few we're going to recommend: Johnny Cash Wolfmother The Duke Spirit
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}music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ yeah yeah yeahs i was probably the only person not to be overwhelmed by the yeah yeah yeahs' fever to tell when it came out a few years ago. so i was apprehensive when they're new album show your bones came out. i'll be a contrarian's again as i like this album although many people i've spoken to don't like it as much as fever to tell. the current album is less exploratory and more honed. from gold lion to honeybear to phenomena i like most of the songs on this album which is a lot more than i would have thought. man man the decemberists on acid. impressive but boring. maybe its the time of year but despite many tries i can't love this album. i like it a lot, but i don't love it. clearlake i was looking forward to getting this album but it was as flat as a week-old coke. there are a couple of nice songs, but mostly it lacked descript and was bland. the long winters
i love eps. i really do. two really amazing songs in ultimatum and the commander thinks aloud. worth a listen. artic monkeys with so much hype about this band (and a lackluster ep) i figured this would be a one weeks listen and then i'd toss it in with a pile of similar cd's i through money away on. but for a change, this album stands up to the hype. if there's a cd you are going to buy this spring, and you don't already have it, buy this disk. talent, attitude, good writing and good music is a top-shelf combo. morrissey why, moz? why? antlerand a disc that breaks away from a lot of what is heard on the radio these days. a couple of really nice songs carry the album. with several lead singers, the band may be one album away from finding their best sound. }music{ }music{ }music{
}music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ teenage fanclub
if you were walking down the street and someone stopped and asked you what band had the album that spin magazine named the best album of 1991, what would be your guess? nirvana? my bloody valentine? U2? REM? the answer: teenage fanclub. (NME had it at #2 behind nirvana's nevermind.) scotland's teenage fanclub won acclaim because of their early-alternative/power-pop sound which dominated college radio pre-nirvana. from 1989 to 1993 there were many now forgotten bands creating great records during the post-wave, pre-grunge hey-day. notables included the posies, the charlatans, the ocean blue, the connells, aztec camera, camouflage and a dozen more worth naming. at the top of that list is teenage fanclub. the aptly titled bandwagonesque was a highlight of the era. with a sound quite similar to big star, the band churned out an amazing album with their first release on geffen. the single "star sign" may have been the albums best known track, but "the concept", "alchoholiday" and "what you do to me" are also top-shelf tracks. the band is still together and still putting out albums. their 1995 album grand prix and 1997's songs from northern britain were more commercially successful than bandwagonesque, but as is typically the case, they are also less relevant. with the resurgence of the classic alternative sound beginning to happen, check out teenage fanclub and bandwagonesque. you'll be delighted that you did. }music{ }music{ }music{
}music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ while on the road yesterday i heard of the passing of one of my heros, buck owens. part of my saturday night routine was watching hee haw, of which owens hosted with crossover artist roy clark. owens struggled with his role on hee haw over the years because it came at a high price to his recording career. while clark was a successful artist in his on right (as a guitar player primarily), owens was a bona fide star. his southwestern roots played a large roll in his unique honky tonk sound. with his back-up band, the buckaroos, owens found success on such songs as "tiger by the tail" and "act naturally". although taking the gig as co-host of hee haw (which is the longest-running syndicated show in television history) exposed owens to a larger audience, the novelty of the show cast a cloud on his recording career. other than a successful duet with dwight yoakam in 1987, owens recording career has been sadly overlooked for the last 40 years. i have always been drawn to the tight harmonies found in honky-tonk and appalachian gospel (think statler bros.). part of this fondness is thanks to buck owens. }music{ }music{ }music{
}music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ review: hank williams iii - "straight to hell" three weeks ago, on a whim, i ordered hank williams iii third country release "straight to hell" on amazon. the album was just out and i wanted to listen to something different. i had no clue what to expect. was this going to be kid rock all over again? was it going to be a milestone album that starts bringing outlaw attitude to a genre lost in pop-lust? over the last few weeks i've listened to the album several times and i'm still not set in my opinion. one minute i think it's a nice resurrection of classic honky tonk and outlaw country. the next minute, i think it's nothing more than an feeble attempt to exploit a name for commercial purposes. i think i've settled on it being a little bit of both. williams does sound a lot like his grandfather, american song-writing legend hank williams, and wants everyone to believe that he's living harder than his father, good ole hank williams jr. "smoke and wine", "pills i took" and thrown out of the bar" offer intriguing looks inside the life of this american legacy. but williams' sometimes gets his testosterone revved too much, like in "crazed country rebel". not surprising for a guy who spent years as a cow-punk artist before cutting his first country album to pay child support bills to the daughter of a nashville record executive. many of the songs on "straight to hell" reference the early-70's country outlaws. this isn't a valed attempt to tap into displaced country music fans either. while it's great to hear the names of waylon jennings, johnny cash, merle haggard, willie nelson, david allen coe and hank william jr. mentioned in the song "country heroes", it looses it's novelty quick. williams sets out to prove that he's an outlaw and that he doesn't care about the nashville establishment. hank 3 also calls out kid rock to help further establish his heritage - both by birth and by location. billy joe shaver he isn't, but hank williams iii does provide some of the outlaw spirit that's been missing in the americana/country realm for years. "straight to hell" isn't going to become a landmark album but it is an album to which you can drink cheap whiskey. }music{ }music{ }music{
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}music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ }music{ jenny lewis for the three of
you that don't know, jenny lewis is the frontwoman for rilo kiley. she
also leant her voice to the postal service. this is her solo debut, and
boy is it a doozy. while i personally
favor the album tim, if you are out and see this disc in the used been,
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