Verizon Wireless - 5.9.08 - Charlotte, NC
by Jeremy Deal (Lunahzon Photography)
Thursday, May 29, 2008
by DJ Troll
Hatebreed will release a DVD called “Live Dominance” this September, but even the singer of the band, Jamey Jasta, says he has not had the exact date revealed to him.
Hatebreed has never released a DVD before but the band’s members hope to make gold with “Live Dominance”.
Jasta says that going gold is Hatebreed’s goal with this release because Hatebreed has never had a DVD go gold before.
The DVD includes footage taped mainly in Detroit but also in Germany, Philedelphia, New York City, and New Haven, Conn. In addition it includes a music video recorded in Europe during “Hatebreed’s Supremacy World Tour.” Jasta says that owning a copy worth the money.
He says, “Please go to the store and buy it rather than copy it. We need your support. You won’t be disappointed. It’s worth the money.”
In addition to the live DVD, Hatebreed is also releasing a live album this summer produced by legendary drummer Vinnie Paul (Pantera, Damageplan, Hell Yeah). The live CD has not yet been titled.
Jasta says Hatebreed is pleased with the whole line-up of this year’s Jagermeister tour. Of course, he may be particularly happy to be singing in the headlining band, but he also says, Type O Neg is an old favorite of theirs and the guys in 3 Inches of Blood are their friends from last year’s Ozzfest.
You may still be able to catch the sixth annual Jagermeister Tour in a city near you. See every upcoming tour date listed at www. hatebreed. com. If you do catch a show, you may buy band merchandise directly, save money and support the tour!
Coincidentally I spoke to Jasta before their recent show in New Orleans about the cost of diesel for touring bands.
He said, “Diesel is expensive; like five dollars a gallon.”
Since Jagermeister is sponsoring the tour you might think they would supply everything, but I found out that’s not exactly true either.
The band does however get as many logo flip-flops, matchbooks and T-shirts as they desire and almost all the Jagermeister they can stomach!
Ah, the life of a rockstar.
More info => MySpace.com/Hatebreed
Tour Log : Mugison
Icelandic singer-songwriter Mugison is gearing up for the release of his third official solo album Mugiboogie, described as "a mind-trip back to yesteryear when music was free from categorization, when gothic guitars towered and scintillated and when you could hear guts being spilled out all over the record." Mugiboogie drops internationally on July 22, 2008 on the Ipecac label and has already sold over 10,000 copies in Iceland. Preview track samples, order the album and get more Mugison info at his official website Mugison.com.
Mugison recently wrapped his two week Canadian tour with Queens Of The Stone Age. Check out random Mugison shenanigans from the road....
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TOUR BLOG 6 - Winnipeg, MB - 5.7. 08
TOUR BLOG 7 - Hamilton, ON - 5.10.08
Artist: G.G. Elvis & the T.C.P. Band
Album: Back From the Dead
by Genie Sanchez
I always love a good punk band; I think that's really where my roots run. There's nothing better than getting your angst out while listening to a good, dirty, sweaty punk record. It can cure all aliments...I'm sure of it! On the other hand some good old fashioned rock n' roll never hurt anybody. I'm talking about Sun Records rock n' roll, stuff everyone knows the words too. I don't care what country you're from, what your age is or anything. It's those good wholesome songs from the 1950's that really make the world go round, stuff like Elvis, the king. I think many would agree that too much of a good thing is never enough, I like to think that too much of a good thing will satisfy all. That's what I hear with G.G. Elvis & the T.C.P. Band's new album, Back from the Dead. In short, this is a tribute to Elvis on a punk rock platter flavored with G.G. Allin. I know that sounds like a weird bitter taste but it works, it's all the wholesomeness of Elvis topped with the tartness of G.G. Allin. Both are kings, one is rock the other is punk, too much of a good thing will satisfy all. The band is made up of members from NOFX, Aggression, Bad Samaritans, Ill Repute, and Stalag 13 and of course Dr. Know, so these guys know what they are doing. Each track hits like a freight train, from the rendition of "Viva Las Vegas" (which makes you feel like any granny can pogo her way to the slot machines), to the mosh pit attracting cover of "Suspicious Minds," right along to the trashing version of "Love Me Tender." This whole album guarantees a fun filled mosh pit appropriate for any age. Punk meets Elvis, it doesn't get any better!
For more info => MySpace.com/ggelvis
Album: Posters Fade
2008/Green Submarine Records
by Genie Sanchez
Over the years the music trends change. Sometimes it's sad, and most times it's greatly appreciated. One genre I do miss is the indie-pop scene of the 1990's, when catchy guitar riffs skipped gleefully along side a rolling rhythm section thru the schoolyard. I was very pleased to discover Portland, Oregon's own Derby. A three piece band made up of Nat Johnson, David Gulick, and Isaac Frost. Their new album, Posters Fade, is filled with addicting drum beats accompanied by head bopping bass lines, mellow-pop guitar and soothing vocals. Believe it or not, you can actually legitimately rock out to this album with a kazoo! The melodies instantly get stuck in your head with no intention of ever leaving…and that's a good thing! This album very well could be the perfect soundtrack to road trip with friends. The second track "All or Nothing" starts with an infectious hand clapping beat that blends well with the harmonies throughout the song. The title track "Posters Fade" gives off a chunky bass line while the guitar plays off a danceable rhythm. If you like Sloan, the Shins and remember the Gin Blossoms then Derby's Posters Fade will fit you like a glove.
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Wednesday, May 28, 2008
The Kooks @ The Wiltern
Los Angeles, CA - 5.19.08
by Genie Sanchez
photos by …totallylikeduh!
Being a product of the 80’s, one might not suspect that I’ve ever witnessed any musical phenomenon. Yes, I am young but I’m experienced. Now don’t get me wrong, I’ll never be able to say that I physically experienced 1960’s teenage girls crying their eyes out, anxious shrieks of excitement, and the occasional faint or short of breath amongst a sea of people as they anticipate a band getting ready to hit the stage. I’m too young for Beatle Mania. I simply wasn’t around yet. I’ll never be able to say that I physically experienced dropping acid in a mud pit while listening to Jimi Hendrix play the National Anthem at Woodstock. Again, I simply wasn’t around yet although part of me wishes I was. I’ll never be able to say that I physically snorted a line with a Heavy Metal band, and I’ll never be able to say that I physically experienced the overwhelmingly Disney-ness of a Hannah Montana concert…thank god I’m too old to ride that bus. Amidst all of these absent “you had to be there” moments in music history I was however, around in the 80’s and the 90’s when boy bands abound and homemade t-shirts of NKOTB adorned a portion of my closet. Those were good times, you had to be there! I thought the days of bands being held as idols, crushes and gods had gone far far away. There just hasn’t been anyone good for fans to put out the effort…at least that’s what I thought up until I experienced the Kooks play at the Wiltern to sold out crowd on a sold out tour.
Insane, right? No one sells out tours anymore, at least not a rock band. The Kooks played the second show of their sold out tour at the Wiltern in Los Angeles and to say the least…whole show surprised me. Now I am young but I know my rock history and hold my music knowledge very highly and close to my heart, this mentality of “rockliness is godliness” impresses me when others live and stand by it as well. The Kooks are a young band and just by looking at them I wouldn’t expect them to really know anything rock history or even want to grasp on to it. Quite frankly they look like their fans; young, naïve, youthful, innocent and above all else, purveyors in vintage clothing. So its not surprising when the cliché of this demographic might question the greats of rock n rolls past “why waste time brushing up on old smelly records?” These kids have no time for that, plug in the ipod and push play. Not surprising. This bias was in my head as I was trying to squeeze my way through the teen/twenty-something hipsters clad with hippy head bands, skin tight jeans and homemade “I heart kooks” t-shirts filled lobby as I made my way to the press area to await the Kooks set. “What are these kids doing here?” I questioned, But I threw all that out the window about 30 seconds before the Kooks hit the stage.
The bands entrance song was Link Wrays’ "Rumble." Not many teen hipsters concerned with their messy hair fitting under their head bands know of Link Wray, so I was surprised that not only the band liked this song but that once it came on over the house monitors the fans went crazy. The band quickly rolled into their set, mostly songs from their new album titled Konk and some from their older album. All were crowd favorites. At some points in the performance it sounded as if the crowd was singing louder than front man Luke Pritchard. The people in the pit created what looked like a sea of hands, each reaching out to try to touch the band, if only with their fingertips.
The band's rhythm section was strong all the way through as drummer Paul Gerrad kept a steady beat while not in the least being distracted by the mezzanine filled to capacity with jumping screaming fans threatening to tear the place down in excitement.
Guitarist Hugh Harris looked as if he was hiding behind his big black hat, staying out of the spotlight during solos but the crowd ate it all up just the same and begged for more each time. I’m proud to say that I physically experienced the Kooks in all their glory, I have a feeling this is only their beginning.
More on the Kooks => MySpace.com/theKooks
Monday, May 26, 2008
Freak Dance: The Forbidden Dirty Boogaloo
Upright Citizens Brigade - Hollywood, CA
by Josh Henaman
On a cold, rainy Friday night, tucked away in the relatively cozy atmosphere of the UCB Theatre in Los Angeles, I discovered something about each and every one of us. In the simplest of terms, I found out that each one of us is a brain… and an athlete… and a basket case… and…. Ah screw this Breakfast Club bullshit. The only thing I learned on that cold and rainy night is that dancing isn't about sex. It's all about the looove...and we can blame weed for everything… including terrorism.
In case you didn't know, I'm talking about Freak Dance: The Forbidden Dirty Boogaloo. Billed as a straight-up, activated and in your face musical extravaganza, Freak Dance is the absolute must-see show of the decade because you never know when you'll keel over dead as your head implodes because you danced on the ceiling one too many times. WTF? That's right, I'll bet you didn't even know the threat of head implosion existed. Well, thank Christ for Freak Dance.
Written by UCB alum, Matt Besser, directed by Lindsay Hendrickson and with songs by Brian Fountain and Jake Anthony, Freak Dance follows the tried and true story of a group of inner city youths as they strive to save their dance hang-out from closure and in the process discover something about themselves and everyone around them. But what separates their story from those in Save the Last Dance or Step Up or Step Up 2: The Streets or even that non-dancing movie where Sean Connery shouts, "You're the man now, dog!", Freak Dance isn't just about preaching to us the joys of dancing, it oozes it from its break-dance lovin' pores. This show isn't above reminding us every thirty seconds or so that dancing isn't something to do, but something to be.
From the opening dance number that introduces us to a world of oversized man junk and the art of the dance fight, we are fully engrossed in the plight of Funky Bunch, Sassy, Egghead and Barrio as they welcome the rich, wannabe-poor girl, Special Flavor, into the fold. With guidance from their mentor, Asteroid, an old school dance machine who once danced the forbidden boogaloo so fast and so hard the friction burnt his penis off, the gang set out to save their hang-out, Fantaseez, after it's shut down due to a bathroom deemed too dark to pee (among other things.) For about two hours, we're enveloped in a setting where dance numbers involving illiteracy, weed and slaughtering a pig might be considered the tamest of the bunch. And while it's hard to review a show that is as non-stop riotous as Freak Dance and single out all great standouts, random highlights and snippets include The Bad Newz Bears Crew BBoyz, smoking weed to forget I'm ugly, my dead brother, ten and the evil genius that is Dazzle.
With only two shows left in their run, May 30th and June 6th, you would not only be wise to check it out, but you might even be branded a friggin' genius by all of your friends. And to paraphrase Funky Bunch's signature line… "Activate! And go see Freak Dance: The Forbidden Dirty Boogaloo. It's fucking awesome."
For more information on UCB Theatre => UCB Theatre Los Angeles
MishMashMag.com caught up with The Von Bondies before their show @ Safari Sams in Los Angeles, May 23, 2008. Check out our teaser...full coverage coming in July!
Interview hosted by Adam Kruger
Video by M'Lou Elkins
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Jules of Cinema Movie Blog
by Julia Marchese
Fade to Black
Released October 14, 1980
I’m usually not shy when it comes to talking to celebrities. I’m not one of those annoying kids who will disturb people at dinner, but if I see someone I respect, I’ll usually toddle over and say hi, with no embarrassment.
The one celebrity who struck fear into my heart was Mickey Rourke. We’ve all heard stories about Mickey. Punching people, generally being mean, and looking pretty plastic to boot. I had visions of walking up to him and getting a sock in the nose before the first syllable of his name left my mouth.
I mustered my courage to the sticking place and said “Mr. Rourke, I love you in ‘Fade To Black’”. He stopped, really looked at me, and grabbed my hand. “What’s your name?” he asked, in his husky voice. “Julia” I responded, meekly. “Julia, Sweetheart, no one has ever told me that before. Thank you. “ He kissed my hand, and I walked away on cloud nine. Not only was he awesome, and kissed my hand, but also I gave him a compliment he had never heard before – every geek’s dream. Score!!
The movie of which I spoke, “Fade to Black”, is a little seen horror classic. Released in 1980, it was executive produced by Irwin Yablans, fresh off of the success of Halloween. The star, Dennis Christopher, had just been nominated for a Golden Globe for his break out role in “Breaking Away.”
Christopher stars as Eric Binford, the movie geek to end all movie geeks. (He even has a New Beverly Cinema calendar in his room! Yes!) This is before VHS, kids, so Eric locks himself in his bedroom, wearing a rakishly tilted fedora and chain smoking while he watches classic films on his 16mm projector. He evil aunt hates him, all of the people at work hate him, he’s an outcast who’s longing for someone to share his useless movie knowledge with. Today he would embrace his inner geek and find companionship at the Fangoria convention, but this is 1980. Being called a geek was an insult and not a compliment. Under too much pressure, Eric’s line between fantasy and reality snaps and he begins dressing like the characters he idolizes so much and bumping off those who have done him wrong. Like Richie, (Mr. Rourke) his conniving coworker.
This film is incredible. Dennis Christopher is perfect as Eric Binford, he’s down trodden and dorky, but you love him so much, you remain on his side throughout. Tim Thomerson and Gwynne Gilford are unintentionally hilarious as the cops on Eric’s tail. Not only does this film have some of the most creative deaths ever put to screen, but it also features a babe-a-licious Australian Marilyn Monroe, film trivia a go go, and the most jaw dropping Grauman’s Chinese Theater finale ever.
If Mickey Rourke likes it, you should too.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Tour Log : Teitur
January 2008 - Copenhagen rehearsal before tour
Tour Log: Bowery Ballroom, Mighty Teitur Pizza and Old Springs Pike
This has been the best tour ever. Everything has been fantastic! I am so glad for all of you who have come to the shows. It's is a pleasure to perform every night. This is my favourite tour. Thank you!
5.3.08 - Bowery Ballroom, N e w Y o r k - is the perfect venue in New York to perform "The Singer." We had a great time and played a fun show. Helgi also played a lovely set and so did Old Springs Pike and Jenny Owen Youngs. Coming to the venue was a typical New York arrival - waiting for transport, being stuck in traffic, driving with a suicidal driver, answering 45 phone calls and the usual drama that ensues from entering one of the world's capitals. The band stayed with friends around town, Heather from Old Springs Pike was kind enough to lend out her appartment in Queens and the rest of us stayed down in Brooklyn. On the sunday we played football in Prospect Park. Soccer? Football? Same thing.
Bowery Ballroom, New York
5.6.08 - C o n n e c t i c u t - Mighty Teitur Pizza! We played this pizza place!!!! called "Two Boots." The name comes from merging Italian and Louisiana food: Italy and Louisiana are formed as a boot - hence the name. There was a cool stage in the back and a lovely crowd! It turned out to be a great show! The people at the venue were cool and they even named a pizza after us - it's called "The Mighty Teitur." It has chicken, jalapenos and peppers. I didn't choose the recipe, but I hear that it is delicious.
Old Springs Pike - May I just say how much we have enjoyed to have Old Springs Pike opening for us. The were everyone's favourites! It was two guys named James and a girl named Heather. They played drums amongs themselves - James played the Bass drum, Heather played the snare and, erm, James played the hi-hat. During all this drum craziness they did also perform other intruments; all singing, all playing guitar, bass, keyboards, cymbals and melodika and their songs were great! If you get a chance to see them, I suggest you do! MySpace.com/OldSpringPike
Tour Log: Oh, Canada!
5.9.08 - M o n t r e a l - This visit to Montreal was a beautiful spring day. The last time I played there it was so cold, that it hurt in my hands when I went outside for a cigarette. We played in a place called "Sala Rossa" that reminded me in a curious way of the place we played in Berlin which was called "Roter Salon" - also meaning "The Red Salon". Its overseas twin venue in Montreal is, naturally, also dominated by the colour red and has a theatre-like stage with drapes on the side - perfect for "The Singer" material. However "Sala Rossa" didn't have a picture of Lenin in the merch booth! They serve wonderful Spanish tapas downstairs! We played a lot of Faroese songs which was fun. My friend Tina Dico has also joined us for these three shows in Canada. She did a solo set after Helgi. The audience were wonderful. They stood up from their chairs and danced when we played "Catherine the Waitress."
5.10.08 - Q u e b e c C i t y - Crazy story: Once upon a time, not long ago, a girl from Quebec City named Marie travelled to Iceland. There she met a Faroese skipper, who hired her to work on his boat - He took her to the Faroe Islands and payed her to sing in the caves for his scooner tourists. The country and her new life on the sea made a strong impression on her and she felt forever grateful. She took lots of pictures on the Faroes. Yesterday she showed me all those pictures in her home. I saw a young Mikael Blak (now a Teitur band-member) playing stand-up bass together with father Kristian and a 17 year old singer named Eivør - who is since then became Faroe Islands queen of song. It's funny how it all comes back. Marie returned the favour in Quebec City. She brewed us a strong tea and lent us her house to shower in. She had Faroese music in her home. She also had a recording studio in her basement. Her partner David was the sound engineer at the venue where we played and so we all exchanged music. The venue was packed and very sweaty!
5.12.08 - T o r o n t o - What a venue! What a crowd! ("The Courthouse" is an old courthouse like the name suggests). The ceiling was very high and the sound was perfect! I love it when someone has the vision to turn a place like that into a music venue. I was told that KD Lang had just done a show there with a pianist - I would have loved to have heard her voice in such a place. Thank you to everyone who was there - it was a night to remember. My friend Alex moved back to Toronto two years ago. He is the guy who wrote the letter from New York that I turned into a song on "The Singer" - the song is called "Letter From Alex" written four years after his father died. I had been looking forward so much to playing it for him, but at the show Alex asked me not to play it - It's too depressing, he said. (I think he likes it much better in Toronto). Instead, I ended up playing this silly song that I wrote just before soundcheck. It's more of a lyric rant than a song. More like "Alice's Restaurant" (One of the funniest songs ever - by Arlo Guthrie - check it out). The song was about a cab-driver of Armenian decent who drives around Toronto and it goes into how his family got a Martin guitar in a Batman soft-case, a canon-camera, an iPod with hi-fi headphones, credit-cards and how his buddies in the cab-community now have four international cell phones with John Mayer's old telephone number. It's a true story. That's what happened last time I was in Toronto in November! I left all my things in a cab outside of the Drake Hotel while talking to a journalist about Christopher Walken and the "More Cowbell" sketch. I went into the Danish consulate the next morning without nothing but my smily face and my name. Strangely, I got back to Copenhagen two days later.
3.30.08 Roter Salon, Berlin
Performing "Catherine The Waitress"
Performing "The Madonna Song
3.5.08 Sødra Teatern, Stockholm
Performing a solo rendition of "The Singer"
Performing "You Should Have Seen Us"