Category Archives: Music

Rock me in the arms of stranger’s angels until it brings me home

Sometimes people ask me why I like music so much – heck, sometimes I wonder myself.  Then I have a moment like tonight, and it is so clear….

I went out with my friend Kim for dessert and drinks, and we wound up talking down in Waterplace Park for about an hour, talking about life, love, careers, and other deep things.  I dropped her off at home and I took the long, winding way home, listening to the new Ryan Adams CD, Cold Roses.  The CD is a fantastic release from Adams, along with his new band, the Cardinals.   I’ve been a Ryan Adams fan for a while now, going back to his Whiskeytown days.  I’m not a country music fan, but I am a fan of the alt-country-rock genre and most of the bands in it.  Unlike many people who pick and choose over his albums, I’ve been a pretty consistent fan of his, perhaps because my musical tastes are all over the place – I’m as comfortable listening to "Love is Hell" as I am "Rock n’ Roll."  I like the fact that he does what he wants and has a range of sounds, critics and other fans be damned.

So anyway, I love this new CD, and have been listening to it all weekend.  One of the standout tracks is the song "Let it Ride" (no relation to the BTO song), which has been getting airplay on XM Radio quite a bit.  After hearing this song a few times, I had to buy the CD, and glad I did.

Getting back to loving music thing – after dropping off my friend Kim, I decided to take the long way home, while listening to Stone Roses, particularly the song "Let It Ride" and it was the perfect accompaniment to a nice, meandering ride home after a fun evening of good conversation, food and drink.  And when I say "perfect accompaniment" I mean it – it was a good tune to be listening to, it was kind of a transcendent moment.  See, I love driving around with good music, and I especially love driving around at night with really beautiful acoustic rock playing.  It makes me relax and clears my head.  It is something that makes me feel that all is right with the world for at least a moment.  I lack the ability to put into eloquent enough words how it makes me feel – peaceful, happy, introspective, thoughtful, at peace, calm, serene, contemplative, reflective, ruminative…. go look up the adjectives yourself, and they still won’t do it justice.

Admittedly, it does kind of remind me of a freakin’ car commercial – though it was a really good one, so I guess it is OK.  Remember the Volkswagen commercial a few years back that featured a few friends in a convertible Jetta driving along the coast to the sound of Nick Drake’s "Pink Moon"?  They end up at the party they were going to, and decide to continue driving around listening to the music rather than go to the party.  That sums it up pretty well, actually.

So that’s why I love music – because somewhere, a song writer and his band have perfectly captured a moment that I was having – and they had no idea I was going to have and may or may not have had themselves… but at that very moment, it was a perfect match and it made me feel as good as could be.  The same thing will happen, but in a totally different way later this week while going to see WASP and then Ozzfest on Thursday and Friday, respectively.  No, it’s not quiet, contemplative music… but it’ll let me get my aggressions out by yelling, screaming, headbanging, jumping around, and all that crazy shit… and for that moment, that will be perfect as well.

Suprisingly Under the Radar

Maybe it is just me, or did the Live8 concert get lost in the shuffle of the July 4th weekend?   I had heard about it several times over through my many music related newsletters, magazines, and web sites, but even with that, it seemed like it didn’t get all that much attention.  It was on MTV and VH1 (and I think MTV’s college version network as well), so it did have some TV exposure, but the only way to see all the acts was through AOL Music’s web site.  They did a nice job with it, even though you had to keep hitting "refresh" in order to see the list of which bands were coming up next.

Anyway – I hope that it gets some good post-event coverage, not only for the music, but for the cause as well.  A few cover stories in some magazines would be a nice thing, no?

The highlight for me was definitely the Pink Floyd "reunion" with Roger Waters.  I had goose bumps on top of my goose bumps.  There are very few bands that I would pay hundreds of dollars to see – and many of those would be impossible since some of them are dead – but seeing Pink Floyd with Roger Waters would be one of them.   It was very cool to hear him sing "Comfortably Numb" with the full band again.  It gave ME chills….

The other astounding thing about it was the technology.  It was a big deal back in ’85 when they did Live Aid in two different countries, but now they were doing it in 8 different locations in Europe, North America, Africa and Asia, and broadcasting it over the web – which didn’t even exist when Live Aid was done! 

Some of the best coverage though had to be through XM Satellite radio – they did a GREAT job, dedicating nine channels to coverage of the concerts, all in superb audio quality.  It made for a fun day in between yard work, checking out the live video stream, seeing what was on MTV/VH1, and switching between the different XM radio stations.  Once again, I gotta give props to XM!

Oh – and yes, I did sign the petition.

Eels – no, not the slimy, slippery kind

I’d like to give props out to another great new album I’ve been listening to…    Blinking Lights and Other Revelations by the eels.

I’ve been a fan ever since I heard the song "Mr. E’s Beautiful Blues" in the movie Road Trip (an underated very funny film in my opinion… too many people get scared off by Tom Green, who has only a minor part in the film, and is funny in all the scenes), a gorgeous song with a great, uplifting catchy chorus.

The Eels are an interesting group – they can be very dark and introspective with their lyrics, but then the next song will be the catchiest, happiest piece of pop music you’ve ever heard.  In my opinion, they are among the best songwriters out there (with most of the credit going to Mr. E, the lead singer) creating songs that are alternately touching and dance-able.  Can’t ask for much more than that.

The new album doesn’t dissapoint, with a lot of very soft and slow personal songs that are very intriguing, but a few upbeat numbers that really shine through.  "Hey Man (Now You’re Really Living)" is a fantastic song.  If it doesn’t brighten your mood, then you may want to check your pulse…  Get the album and check it out for yourself.

Nothing too insightful here

I just wanted to take a moment to say that I think that the new White Stripes album, Get Behind Me Satan is a great freakin’ album.  If you happened to have read the review of it in Entertainment Weekly, just ignore it.  I usually respect the opinion of the guys over at EW, but this time they were way off.  They essentially criticize it for being too varied and adventurous, which is exactly what makes it so good.

If you’re looking for an exact copy of past White Stripes albums, Get Behind Me Satan might be a disappointment… there’s not as much guitar.  However, if you got into the White Stripes for the same reasons I did – because you found the music interesting, entertaining and at times, challenging in a good way – then  you should like it as much as I do.

One of My Very Few Thoughts On Hip Hop

So since I’ve been home a lot more than I usually am – pretty much more than I have been since grade school – I’ve gotten the "opportunity" to watch more TV than I usually do. 

First of all, I just want to say that TV sucks as a general rule.  I am now convinced that if it wasn’t for the Simpsons, Family Guy, and Deadwood, there would be pretty much no reason for me to have a TV.

Secondly, I’ve been watching some music videos on MTV (they apparently do show them once in a while… ) and have noticed a few things about the current state of hip-hop music.

I honestly think that hip-hop and rap music is at the same stage that heavy metal and hard rock was back in the early 90’s.   When metal (I’ll just use that term for the entire hard rock/heavy metal genre) first started back in the very late 60’s and early 70’s, and really right through the 80’s, there was an air of legitimacy about the "badness" of the music.  These were guys who were really doing all the drugs, sex and drinking that they were singing about, as well as some of the "truly" evil stuff (i.e. Jimmy Page becoming an Alastair Crowley fanatic).   As the 80’s bands came in there was a sense of true youthful aggression in a lot of the music.  Even if they themselves hadn’t had their limbs blown off by war or worshiped at the house of Satan or whatever,  you sure as hell believed it to some extent when you listened to the songs.  They were legitimate expressions of youthful rage and anguish that a certain (somewhat small) group of people identified with very strongly.

As metal became more popular, the genre became more mainstream and pop-sounding.   It didn’t start right away – the tales that bands like Motley Crue related in songs like "Wild Side" or "Girls, Girls, Girls" were their actual lives.  However, other bands took up the themes of sex, drugs, drinking, and debauchery and started making lighthearted pop songs out of them.

Suddenly everyone was listening to this music that was previously the estate of leather-clad long-haired rebels.  "Unskinny Bop" by Poison was taking the place of "Angel of Death" by Slayer. 

Now I don’t want to say that there’s anything wrong with either – "Unskinny Bop" is a disturbingly catchy pop-metal tune, but it is about as far away from the true roots of heavy metal as you can get.  Maybe the fact that it is about sex in some manner and has some guitar licks… but otherwise, it is mainly a pop song, which is fine.  And it doesn’t make "Angel of Death" a better song because it is more "serious" – it is, however, closer to the dark roots of heavy metal.

As more and more bands took the pop-metal approach, the look and marketing of the bands were more important than the music itself.   It was about the hair, the makeup and clothes – and how big, how much, and how gaudy, each band could get them, respectively.   Metal became a mockery of itself, taking the black leather, long hair, and scary dark eye makeup and turning it into red latex pants, "poofy" hair, and mascara.

So how does this tie back to hip-hop, and more specifically, rap,  in its current state?   Well, rap and metal  have similar roots, philosophically (something that has been addressed by several critics over the years):  both stem from disenfranchised youth looking for a way to express their repression, anger and fear, while hopefully finding a way out of the situation that they felt trapped in.

For metal it was often teenagers in decaying mill towns with high unemployment and a stifling lack of opportunities, or cookie-cutter suburbs where individuality was punished.  For rap, it was black youth in inner cities trapped by unemployment, racism, and a lack of education and opportunities. 

For both groups, their situation stirred an enormous amount of anger and frustration in them and they found ways of expressing it.  Metal was loud, fast and/or plodding guitars, drums and bass; for rappers it was using existing records and turntables as well as the sounds they could make vocally and then creating rhymes about life on the streets.

This is the "root" of rap and hip-hop – oppressed youth culture trying to express itself.   This was reflected in the music of Public Enemy, NWA, etc.    What has happened to rap since then  is remarkably similar to what happened to metal in my view.  Look at a typical rap video today and here’s what you will see:

  • Girls in the skimpiest outfits possible; they would make Van Halen and Great White blush
  • Rappers in pimped out expensive cars
  • Drinking expensive drinks
  • Singing about money and girls

What happened to surviving in the streets?   Well, what happened is that rap has gone mainstream which has resulted in two things: first, the music and the lyrics need to be more listener friendly.  Secondly, the artists – god bless ’em – have money and they are now forced to sing about what they know. 

This has resulted in rap becoming about the image and the glamour, just as it did with metal.   Rappers used to dress in nondescript loose clothing; now they have their own designer labels.  They used to sing about making it home from high school alive walking through the streets; now it is about shakin’ booty.

Now, before anyone brings up the obvious, let me address two points.  First of all, this not meant to be racist – I’m not saying black people shouldn’t be given a chance to succeed.   If anything, if anyone from the rap and hip-hop industry reads this, they may want to view this as a warning to them that they are on the cusp of potentially losing it all.

Let’s face it, at one point, all those metal bands thought they were going to be around forever, but when the hell was the last time Slaughter sold out your local civic center?  People finally figure out that it is all superficial and that all the music and videos are looking and sounding alike.  "oooh… look…. another black woman with a nice ass shaking her butt while wearing a short skirt."  Haven’t seen that in the last two minutes on MTV…  It is like the obligatory "rock chick" in the classic metal videos of the 80’s and early 90’s.  Hate to break it to you guys, but it is the same thing, just a different outfit.

Secondly, yes, I know that both genres have always had their fun artists.   It isn’t like "Funky Cold Medina" was a great social commentary, and that’s cool.  If anything, it is the exception which proves the rule.

What I’m saying is that "Candyshop" by 50 Cent is a good, catchy song with a hell of an interesting video – I’m sure that there are at least as many 12 year old boys hitting puberty watching that video as there were when Great White put out "Once Bitten, Twice Shy."  But let’s face it – "Anti-Nigger Machine" this stuff ain’t!

Is there really a difference between Whitesnake’s video of "Here I Go Again" (BTW, I’m criticizing my own favorite power ballad from a hair metal band I love, so I’m definitely being fair about all of this) with a ridiculously hot-looking Tawny Kittaen sprawling across a Porsche and Jay-Z dueting with a ludicrously hot-looking Beyonce?

The counter-argument to this would be artists such as Eminem and 50 Cent who come across as "legitimate" rappers with their experiences on the streets.   I’m not going to get into a "truth or dare" with any of that, as I respect anyone who pulled themselves out of a bad situation, but let’s face it – rap has created a culture where even the legit guys end up becoming a bit of  a caricature, since the model has already been cast. 

Again, there’s not a real message in this – and there probably isn’t anyone of consequence enough to read this that it would matter if there was – but instead, it simply an observation.  I will be watching with great curiosity over the next few years to see what ends up being rap’s version of grunge which will eventually unseat the biggest names, sending it into a downward cycle but never fully disappearing, only to come back up several years later with a meaner, leaner, more updated sound, while the old-timers enjoy a revival.   

This is another parallel to metal – once Nirvana, Pearl Jam and the rest came along in the 90’s and killed off metal (pop, hair, glam, and otherwise), many of those bands disappeared (where the hell are the Bullet Boys) but now, several years later you have two major trends: first, you have the Poisons/LA Guns/Warrants/etc. of the world going out on double/triple/quadruple billed shows and selling out arenas.   But more impressively, metal went underground for a few years, learned its lessons, and came back heavier and more aggressive than ever in the form of bands like Korn, Tool, Coal Chamber, Soulfly, etc., with lyrics as dark, evil, and/or depressing as ever.  It became "serious" music again. 

I wonder if we will ever see rappers returning to the roots of rhyming about bullets, drug dealing and racial inequities again in another 5-10 years???

Something Good From LA

So if you’re actually reading this Blog, you know that I just recently came back from a rather underwhelming trip to Los Angeles.  Among the few highlights (besides simply getting the fuck out of traffic) was going to the Whisky A Go Go, the legendary rock club in Hollywood.  Admittedly, this was about 80% of my desire to spend any time in Los Angeles at all. 

The club itself was rather surprising.  I’m used to rock clubs like The Middle East or Lupo’s or O’Brien’s.  Places where you feel the need to wash at least your hands, if not burn your clothes, after you leave.  Dark, somewhat dank, and what appears to be a half-dozen fire and health code violations in any direction you look.  And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.  It is "very rock n’ roll" one might say.

The Whisky was remarkably well-lit in between sets, and you could actually see the bartender and see what money you had in your wallet when you went to the bar, even while bands were playing.  Usually the bar experience is a doubtful one at best.  It was also very clean, especially for a rock club.  I’ve eaten in diners that were dirtier than that. 

I suppose I shouldn’t complain, since one would think it would be nice to not be in a rat hole to hear some good rock bands play, but it is suddenly like dating the prom queen after banging skanks all you life.

Anyway, venue aside, it was a very cool experience.  It is about 1/10th the size of the club shown in the movie The Doors.  Damn Oliver Stone.  But you can feel the history and see it on the walls with all the photos.

While there, I caught two bands – one very good, the other just plain great.   The very good band was actually the headliner, The Real Mckenzies.  For all you Boston-area folks out there, they appear to be the West Coast equivalent of our beloved Dropkick Murphys.  They have that great – and already classic – combination of punk and Scottish music that goes so strangely well together.  I think around the same time scientists finally get a handle on cold fusion, they will figure out why the hell a set of bagpipes sound so good up against a solid punk guitar riff. 

The funniest part about the Real McKenzies were the band members.  I have this habit/talent of matching people up with their celebrity look-alike counterparts, which is quite funny if you pick someone who is completely out of place.  For example, in the Real McKenzies, you had Martin Short on lead guitar, Huey Lewis on bass, Uncle Fester on rhythm guitar, and apparently Tommy Lee has left Motley Crue once again, this time to take up playing the bagpipes.  Seriously – this guy looked – and acted – just like Tommy Lee.  It was kind of freaky.  If he had come out stage with a big-titted blonde "actress" it wouldn’t have surprised me.  There were a few other guys in the band who reminded me of other oddly placed celebrities, but it has been a few weeks and I can’t remember them…

Anyway, they were cool, and I ended up staying later than I should have, since I ended up with only two hours of sleep before my 6 hour flight the next day.  However, the real highlight of the evening was the band Custom Made Scare.  When they first hit the stage, they sounded a bit like they might just be another typical punk band, but they quickly changed my mind.  They bill themselves as "cowpunk" but I think that really limits their range.  They’ve been around for about 10 years now according to their web site and the fact that I haven’t heard about them simply illustrates just how badly fucked up the music industry is.

Live, they are a fast, punchy band with Charlie as the lead singer who sounds an awful like Axl Rose at times (and I mean that in the most complimentary way possible).   Charlie is definitely the best front man for a local band I’ve seen in a long time, exuding rock n’ roll without falling into too many cliches.  He seems to be having a legitimately good time up on stage, not just going through the motions.  The rest of the band have a cock-sure rock swagger that matches the music while complementing Charlie’s antics.

The music goes well beyond the cowpunk definition, while still bringing up a few country-ish elements here and there.  A more accurate description of their music is classic Sunset Strip rock n’ roll in the tradition of Motley Crue, Guns n’ Roses, the Doors, LA Guns and others.  And in case you get the wrong fucking impression, I also mean that in the best way possible.  At least twice during the show I said to myself "holy shit, this song could be straight off of Appetite for Destruction" and I don’t know if you can come up with a better compliment for a band than that. 

However, they aren’t stuck in the past, and definitely pay homage to their influences more than copy them, bringing in a slightly updated and fresh sound to the mix, including the aforementioned Johnny Cash-style country, as well as borrowing some of the best bombastic parts of modern rocks bands like Stone Temple Pilots. 

In fact, on record, Charlie begins to sound a lot more like Scott Weiland than Axl Rose, but the music still rocks with the same intensity as it does on stage, which officially makes Custom Made Scare’s album The Show Must Go Off the album that Velvet Revolver SHOULD have put out.   The cowpunk bit really falls off on many of the songs here, trading it in – with no compromise whatsoever – for fucking awesome balls-to-the-wall rock and roll.  If you don’t find yourself singing along to "Detroit" every time you hear it, and trying to turn the radio up louder and louder each time, then check your pulse.  The music has great production values, both in terms of quality AND the music itself.  The band sound properly experienced and sure of themselves, taking the room they need to stretch out in the songs and add some depth to the music (unlike Sin City Chainsaw, who is still a really good band, but could definitely learn a thing or two from Custom Made Scare when it comes to controlling themselves – see my previous post about that).

The result is a CD that definitely rocks, but also provides plenty of hooks to sink into you and not let go.  It is without a doubt, one of the best non-major label releases I’ve heard in a long time, and they have the best live show of a local act I’ve seen since the hey days of PURRR (the old Boston band I used to help out with back in the day).  Buy the album, see the band if they are in your area, and for chrissake, I hope they come out to the East Coast so I get my friends to go see them!

No wonder I have ringing in my ears

So during this holiday weekend, I really didn’t feel like doing "real" work, especially with everything going on, so I decided to work on a little project I’ve been meaning to do for a while.   I was thinking about it for at least a few months now, but then when I got my concert ticket albums in a few weeks ago, and completely re-organized my ticket collection, I figured I really should do it.

So I wrote out EVERY concert I’ve been to (ok, well, not every… there’s a lot of club shows I did not include in there), put them in chronological order, wrote down who I went with, and then racked my brain for EVERY OPENING BAND as well.   

Here’s what I ended up with: an Excel sheet with 236 lines in it.   I was able to now confidently say that I have seen at least 182 bands give 236 performances.  But with all the missing club shows, that is easily over 200 bands giving over 250 performances.  Pretty impressive stuff, if I do say so myself. 

For those interested, here is a list of the bands and artists that I have seen over the years (going back to 1989):

"Monster" Mike Welch
4 Non-Blondes
AC/DC
Aerosmith
Alanis Morrisette
Allman Brothers Band
Anthrax
Anti-Flag
B.B. King
B-52’s
Bad Company
Beach Boys
Bellwether
Billy Joel
Black Crowes
Black Sabbath
Blind Melon
Bob Dylan
Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band
Bon Jovi
Bruce Springsteen
Buckcherry
Buddy Guy
Bush
Candlebox
Cher
Cheryl Crow
Chicago
Chieftans
Chris Duarte
Cinderella
Collective Soul
Corrosion of Conformity
Dana Stewart & The Old Howards
Dave Brubeck
David Bowie
David Lee Roth
Deep Purple
Diane Farris
Dick Dale
Dimmur Borgir
Dio
Disney’s Symphonic Fantasy
Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprosy
DMX
Duran Duran
Eagles
Elton John
Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Enuff z’Nuff
Eric Johnson
Everclear
Faster Pussycat
Fireball Ministry
Firehouse
Fuel
Gang Starr
Geoge Clinton
Godsmack
Goo Goo Dolls
Grand Funk Railroad
Great White
Guns n’ Roses
Guster
Ian Gillan
Iron Maiden
J. Geils Band
J. Geils Blues Band
Jackyl
James Brown
James Taylor
Jayhawks
Jeff Beck
Jethro Tull
Jimmy Buffett
Jimmy Page with the Black Crowes
Joe Satriani
John Mayall
John Petrucci
John Zorn
Jonny Lang
Joshua Redmond Quartet
Judas Priest
Kenny Wayne Sheppard
Kid Rock
KISS
Korn
LA Guns
Laidlaw
Larry Coryell
Lennon
Lenny Kravitz
Limp Bizkit
Lit
Little Richard
Lorrie Morgan
Luscious Jackson
Lynyrd Skynyrd
Macy Gray
Marcus Roberts Trio
Megdeth
Melissa Etheridge
Me’Shell NdegéOcello
Metallica
Mighty Sam McClain
Mike Ness
Misson of Burma
Monster Magnet
Motley Crue
Motorhead
Mr. Big
Muck and the Mires
Mudvayne
Neil Diamond
Neil Young
Nine Inch Nails
Oasis
Oleander
Our Lady Peace
Ozzy Osbourne
Paul Rodgers
Pearl Jam
Peter, Paul & Mary
Pink Floyd
Poison
Primus
Procol Harum
Quiet Riot
R.E.M.
Rage Against the Machine
Rainbow
Ratt
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Ringo Star and His All-Star Band
Rob Zombie
Rochester Philaharmonic Orchestra
Rod Stewart
Rolling Stones
Run DMC
Rush
Rusted Root
Santana
Sarah McLachlan
Scorpions
Sevendust
Sister Hazel
Slash’s Snakepit
Slayer
Sonic Youth
Soundgarden
Staind
Steely Dan
Steve Vai
String Cheese Incident
Tesla
The Amazing Royal Crowns
The Bruce Hornsby Group
The Cult
The Jeff Healy Band
The Moody Blues
The Offspring
The Pretenders
The Scorpions
The Squirrel Nut Zippers
The Steve Miller Band
The Tragically Hip
Tiamat
Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
Tomahawk
Tool
Trans Siberian Orchestra
U2
V2001
Van Halen
Van Morrison
Warrant
Whitesnake
Wilco
Willie Nelson
Winger
Zeke
ZZ Top

Dancing the Night Away

Last night I went to a "Winter Blues" party at Advertising Ventures, an ad agency here in Providence, RI.  What a great time…  I went expecting to just go to an interesting little business party type of thing, have a few drinks and food while doing a little bit of networking. 

They ended up having two blues bands, one of which was Blues FO (as in "UFO" – for some reason it works a lot better on the kick drum than it does writing out in a sentence) which was playing some great rockin’ blues music.  With 4 or 5 beers in me, a couple of Maker’s Mark and Cokes, and a martini, of course I found myself dancing.  Thankfully I was dancing with several very attractive women (OK, I admit it – that was another major reason for going – particularly one woman who works at the agency, but I digress), some of whom I really need to "follow up" with… 

An interesting point of the evening was when the singer of the band asked from the mic what my name was.  He wanted to know because he actually thought I was a good dancer (he said "you sure can move for a big guy") which was damn funny, but was nice to hear 🙂   Of course, NONE of the girls I was hanging out with were there for that.  DOH!  Strange thing is that its not the first time I’ve been complimented on my dancing.  I must be a dancin’ fool. 

Or at least a fool. 

Enjoyable Sins

Kind of a redundant entry title, ain’t it?

Anyway – Saturday night I went to the Middle East Night Club for the Emergenza Festival, specifically to see Sin City Chainsaw.  As we had hoped, they lived up to our expectations, being a great, heavy, fun band. 

Sin City Chainsaw is stoner rock epitomized, with chunky, grinding guitars churning out catchy riffs that evoke Black Sabbath, Hawkwind, Monster Magnet, Kyuss, and Queens of the Stone Age.  While not particularly break-through in their delivery, they are solid, and provide a great fix for the rocker needing a loud hit of some guitars, drums, bass and vocals working together to wake up the outer reaches of the universe.

Sin City Chainsaw are awesome live.  They are obviously enjoying themselves, and the lead singer, Curtis Caswell, fills the roll of rock n’ roll front man perfectly, hitting all the bases: calling out for more noise from the audience, jumping into the crowd, leaning WAY back to wail into the mic (I’ve never seen anyone quite that flexible), and taking off his shirt to expose a disturbing number of tattoos. 

On the record, the production is top-notch, and letting the guitars, bass, and drums work together to create a powerful wall of sound without creating nothing but noise.  My only criticism of the disc is that Caswell tries a bit too hard to recreate the energy of the live show and ends up keeping his vocals and energy levels so high on record that you actually find yourself getting tired listening to him, and wishing that he’d give you a moment’s rest.  I almost feel bad for the guy – he might want to mellow out with some miracle weed himself.

What results is a record with very little "breathing room" in the vocals, which creates almost no drama or tension in the songs.  Sometimes other bands creates songs that don’t quite pay off the way that you hope they would – never quite reach that bombastic crescendo that you are waiting for.  Sin City goes straight there, which is great for a while, but leaves no place to go.  At some point during the course of the 11-song disc, you begin to wish for something to help pace things out – either a slow, soft bridge, or an eerie low spoken voice vocal, or hell, even a power ballad, just to give us a chance to enjoy all the high points of the music and better appreciate the energy that is being exuded.   

Its nothing that a little bit of experienced record producing wouldn’t be able to guide into the songs, and I hope that they get a chance to work with someone like that.  Ironically, the record has "coke dealer" listed as the producer – if they can find "ganja smoker" as a co-conspirator and mellowing influence, Sin City Chainsaw would be golden.

Checking out local music

Why is it so damn hard to find local bands and hear what they sound like and know when they are playing!?!?  I appreciate the need for artistic integrity and how it can get in the way of that "marketing crap," but goddammit, if no knows what you sound like or where to find you, all the art in the world isn’t going to do you any good!!  Why do so many bands make it so difficult to find and listen to their MP3, don’t provide a way to get emailed about shows, don’t update their show listings (when you know they have new gigs), etc.   Sometimes I think I should have stuck in that line of work from back when I was doing it freelance.