The idea behind Jayme Stone’s all-star
group, Lomax Project, is so brilliant it leads one to wonder why no one
has thought of it before. Alan Lomax was the legendary song-catcher and
in-the-field recorder who went out into rural areas, wrong sides of the
tracks and the outskirts of America in the ’30s, ’40s and ’50s to
collect obscure ethnic Folk music. Lomax took along a portable
reel-to-reel tape recorder and captured the music of many unknown
artists who would go on to be recognized by the larger population.
Chicago has given us many things over the
years. Awesome pizza. Billy Corgan. The Cubs, who will always do worse
than the Reds. And each winter a chance to look at the weather report
and not feel quite as downtrodden about “all the snow” that we get. Chicago’s greatest gift to the world, however, came in 1994 with the birth of a little band called Wilco.
Jay Z takes to Twitter in defense of his much maligned streaming service Tidal, a New Jersey judge rules that taking an 11-year-old to a concert by Pop star Pink was not a risk to her safety/welfare and Target won't carry Tyler, the Creator's Cherry Bomb because it was released a week early on iTunes.
The 2015 MidPoint Indie Summer series, featuring free concerts every Friday on Fountain Square all summer long, spotlights the local music scene and brings in more notable national acts than ever before. Plus, veteran Cincinnati musician Bob Cushing celebrates his latest release, Troubadour Songs, this Saturday.
Barrence Whitfield is the rare vocalist
that comes around as infrequently as a December hurricane, with the same
power and surprise. But Whitfield will tell you himself that a frontman
is nothing without the right backing, and the best foil for the
frenetic vocalist has always been guitarist Peter Greenberg.
Austin, Texas, Electro Pop trio Sphynx
makes magnetic, jubilant noise — ’80s-tinted but also rooted in
contemporary sounds like EDM and Indie Pop. Like a mix of Chromeo and
MGMT at their grooviest, Sphynx’s music is a call to the cool kids to
put down their phones and get on the dance floor. And the heartfelt and
non-mechanical vibe makes it infectious and accessible enough to
Punk was always intended to be fast,
loose and fleeting; The Ramones didn’t have a pension plan. Neil Young
wasn’t wrong when he noted that it’s better to burn out than to fade
away and yet, for every band like The Sex Pistols that existed for a
moment in the sun, there’s a band like SoCal’s Strung Out, with an
amazingly long history and a potent catalog to back it up.
Joy Division was indisputably one of the
finest names to emerge as a hugely influential entity in Post Punk and,
retroactively, Indie Rock, but the group’s stellar run only lasted only
four years. In that
first project’s wake, Joy Division’s remaining personnel formed New
Order, but hearing a full-on Joy Division set from an authentic source
wasn’t particularly viable.That is until Joy Division bassist (and
former New Order member) Peter Hook started plotting Joy Division
Neko Case continues her crusade against smartphone abuse at concerts, a Johnny Cash quote posted on social media causes an NYC school to respond to a perceived (but unintended) threat and Don Henley wins his lawsuit over a retailer using the phrase "Don a Henley and take it easy" in their advertising for Henley-style shirts.
Cincinnati vibraphonist Rusty Burge has amassed an
impressive curriculum vitae over the past 20-plus years, including four album releases. His latest, Faraway, is a collaboration with Indiana-based pianist Steve Allee.
The Mountain Goats have dropped 15 albums since 1994, the most recent of which, the just released Beat the Champ,
is yet another effort in which frontman John Darnielle’s hyper-literate words and
modest but expressive voice take center stage.
Cincinnati area artists Ben Knight & the Welldiggers, Coconut Milk, Jane Decker and The Rubber Knife Gang celebrate new releases this week. Plus, Arnold's and Neltner Small Batch collaborate on a new local music compilation set for release on Record Store Day.
As invigoratingly honest Americana continues to blossom amid the musical banalities of Modern
Country like a desert rose, it brings with it a new phenomenon: the
“No-Hit Wonder,” those troubadours whose
grittily propulsive, slyly smart songs just can’t get commercial Country
airplay. It is to them that Cory Branan has dedicated the title song
of his latest album, The No-Hit Wonder.
It hardly seems possible that next year
marks the 25th anniversary of the meeting of guitarists Ryan Miller and
Adam Gardner and percussionist Brian Rosenworcel, freshmen at Tufts
University who turned their dorm room songwriting hobby into a quarter
century of Alt Rock/Folk Pop wonder as Guster.