There’s something to be said for a local band having the gall to throw a CD-release party in 1995. “Before that,” laughs Rich Fourmey, “everything was a tape-release party. So we said, to hell with it. We’re gonna shell out thousands of dollars and have a CD.” It’s the kind…
There’s something to be said for a local band having the gall to throw a CD-release party in 1995. “Before that,” laughs Rich Fourmey, “everything was a tape-release party. So we said, to hell with it. We’re gonna shell out thousands of dollars and have a CD.” It’s the kind…
There’s no point in asking Roger McGuinn if “Eight Miles High” is a drug song. The band claimed at the time it was about flying to an unfriendly London for a tour, but the intent seems obvious, and fellow Byrds Gene Clark and David Crosby eventually supported the allegations. Whatever…
Sister Lip brings the spirit of jazz to the rock scene, and local rock fans are feeling the music. And the year-old band (the current lineup has been together since April) is starting to land coveted slots on high-profile bills. For instance, on Saturday, October 19, the local quartet will…
Last week, upscale New York retailer Barneys announced the “New York Holiday” collection, in which it pairs with luxury-rap icon Jay Z to produce a bunch of superfluous shit you’ll never, ever buy. Amidst the $70 t-shirts and fancy knit scarves and gold double-rings (which are something that people wear,…
This is a really obvious, great idea, and I commend whoever came up with it: YouTube, the place where everybody listens to music by default, has announced the first-ever YouTube Music Awards, a 90-minute live stream scheduled for November 3. There are some other cool ideas, too–they’re going to be…
I hate to do this, but two clarifications seem important at the outset: I adore Bob Dylan and, as a lover of physical media, I’m one of the few people (20-somethings especially) still collecting CDs. With that said, I have to say this, too: There’s no fucking way I’m plucking…
I can’t believe the things I decide to write about. Women? Have I lost my mind? I know as much about women as I do about God–not jack. Yet I continue to study both. In fact, I suspect they are one and the same. Like most subjects in my studies,…
Head to the Plaza Mayor in the heart of Madrid and walk a few steps from the center square down one of the cobblestone streets. Peek into Tablao Flamenco Arco de Cuchillleros, one of the city’s premier flamenco spots. The tables in the intimate venue are filled with tourists, sipping…
Given the recent press devoted to the return of the cassette, you may have expected a bigger coming-out party than the first-ever Cassette Store Day, on September 7. The Zia Records Exchange on Camelback rolled out all of six cassettes at the front counter, all easily dwarfed by a Questlove…
Bigger, louder, deeper, and weirder, the second album from Youth Lagoon is the sort of follow-up that exceeds its predecessor in every way. Boise’s Trevor Powers, 24, toys with expectations — both his own and those from the indie rock world that was watching his development closely — on Wondrous…
by Jeff Moses MIlitant chicano / indigenous hip hop duo Shining Soul have been putting their gritty brand of rap out for more than three years, and they’ve got an impressive rep to show for it. Alex Soto and Franco Habre, also known as Liaison and Bronze Candidate, have opened…
I’m not here to tell you why or how you should watch your reality singing contests, so I’ll just offer this as a value-neutral option: If you’ve given up on the Cardinals already and are looking for another way to root for Arizona on NBC, this week’s set of auditions…
Caliente. Excitado. Divertido. Get to know these Spanish words, because they describe the type of experience you’ll have when you attend a Flamenco Por La Vida performance at the Crescent Ballroom every Saturday night. The talented flamenco troupe sings, dances and plays music to traditional Spanish flamenco melodies, charming crowds…
It’s been 18 months since the 2012 Super Bowl and now we’re talking about M.I.A’s middle finger again. Turns out, even though NBC and the FCC didn’t file charges against the English-Sri Lankan songwriter for flipping the bird and mouthing “I don’t give a shit,” the NFL has been in…
Attention local EDM junkies: If you’re planning to roll into tomorrow’s Sound Wave Block Party sometime around the late afternoon or the early evening, your asses are gonna miss out on a few cool things. Like, say, the “Bad Bitch Anthems” of she-jay Brazzabelle inside Maya Day and Nightclub, the…
Two phrases that Franco Gagliano tends to say a lot nowadays are “I don’t want to offend anyone” and “I’m not gonna lie to you.” When Franco ruled supreme as owner of The Mason Jar, one of Phoenix’s longest-enduring rock clubs from the early ’80s into the early Aughts, you…
The band’s been around for only something like eight months, but already it’s been banned from Last Exit, kicked out of Pub Rock, and even 86’ed from a Laundromat. The bassist recently quit and now the group’s canceled all its upcoming gigs to focus on a new album, new videos,…
On his recent album, Southeastern, singer/songwriter Jason Isbell writes plaintive ballads about dying cancer patients, tender country soul numbers about the process of recovery, and swampy power-pop about Super 8 ass-whuppings. It’s his fourth solo album since leaving Georgian southern rockers Drive-By Truckers in 2007, following a divorce from Truckers…
It’s that time of the year again: State Fair time. What’s not to like? It provides three weeks of opportunities for Valley folks of every variety to congregate and yuck it up within the confines of the Arizona State Fairgrounds, get their fill of uncomfortable white-knuckle-inspiring rides, fried food that…
I don’t think anyone will be shocked by this admission, but I’ll make it: I don’t like Britney Spears or Miley Cyrus very much. (Aside from that Notorious B.I.G. mashup from a few years ago.) They are not really gyrating in my demographic’s direction. But Britney Spears has a new…
I’ve stood and watched guys and girls play (mostly guys, mostly guitar), and wondered what it would be like to make an instrument talk… to connect with a crowd… to say something with lyrics. But lately, I’m not so sure. Maybe I wouldn’t want to be a musician. Maybe just…
