It's so hot you could lay your face on the air. It's so hot it's like breathing cotton candy. Though I can barely be persuaded to leave the air-conditioned comfort of my sprawling, designer-decorated home this evening, it's worth mentioning that you could kick it at Mercy Lounge tonight with How I Became the Bomb, Stories That Live, The Turf and The Sleep Study.
Or, you could drive yourself over to the Springwater (avoid the punks in the alley, I'm told) and check out the Springwater Sound System Benefit going on both tonight and tomorrow night. Tonight: Hans Condor, Everloving Army, The Vivs and Bad Friend.
But there's also death metal and a benefit for the Tennessee Coalition to Abolish State Killing to consider. Our critics' picks for tonight after the jump.
Lots o' options tonight for going out, folks. Below are the selections from our critics, but don't forget Cortney Tidwell is also playing tonight at Mercy Lounge with Umbrella Tree and All We Seabees.
FAMILY WASH: The Golden Sounds w/Warren Pash. "Introspective" doesn't begin to describe the deeply personal nature of Lo-Fi Sounds for a Hi-Fi Heart, the latest release from The Golden Sounds. The creation of frontman Todd Evans, Lo-Fi must be the byproduct of a painful breakup—there's no ambiguity in lines such as "Am I the one that's fucking up / You said my action's not enough." But despite the frequently bitter or crestfallen lyrics, the music is more dreamy than sad. A few tracks feature phone messages to the dejected protagonist from concerned friends—a hopeful, if eerie, shout-out to the power of moral support. This show will be a sing-along, complete with printed choruses for the crowd and maybe even a few tambourines—think of it as group therapy. 8:30 p.m. at Family Wash —JACK SILVERMAN
THE BASEMENT: Jenny Owen Youngs w/Jeremy Fisher & Sanders Bohlke. $7. Like other smart, tough-minded female artists who precede her, Jenny Owen Youngs realizes the power of a well-placed sexual expletive. The most attention-grabbing song on the 25-year-old's debut, Batten the Hatches, was "Fuck Was I," in which the nervy New Jersey resident balances details of a devastating relationship by drolly muttering on the chorus, "What the fuck was I thinking?" Featured on the Showtime series Weeds, the track got Youngs' 2005 album picked up by Nettwerk Records and re-released in April. In the studio, she blends acoustic guitar, gentle electronics and chamber strings to support cuttingly observational tunes—and she's as wickedly funny in person as on record. Opening act Jeremy Fisher, a Canadian whose U.S. debut arrives in September, is already a YouTube phenom thanks to clever, homemade videos for tuneful songs that deserve their frequent comparisons to Paul Simon's early solo work. 9 p.m. at The Basement —MICHAEL McCALL
STATION INN: Elizabeth Cook w/The Peasall Sisters. $10. On this year's Anchored in Love: A Tribute to June Carter Cash, The Peasall Sisters match Billy Bob Thornton's deadpan narration of "Road to Kaintuck" with their tart three-part harmonies. "Every Injun in them hills has gone berserk / And you're never going to make it to Kaintuck," they sing, and their austerity enhances Cash and Helen Carter Jones' tale of life, death and westward expansion. The sisters first got noticed when they lent their voices to two exquisite songs for 2000's O Brother, Where Are Thou?, a movie that refracted traditionalism in much the same way their music does. They can write and they're maturing: lately they've been performing songs such as "Not That Kind of Girl," a Christian-country statement of belief that's gratifyingly tough-edged. 8 p.m. at Station Inn —EDD HURT
As I casually made my way through this week's Best Show on WFMU podcast (it comes out Thursdays—a.k.a., the best day of the week), I got a pleasant surprise: Tom played Turbo Fruits' "Volcano." Score one for them.
Jim Tjoflat, drummer for late-'80s/early-'90s Rock Block monsters Mammy Namms, is recovering after a hellacious week that started with stroke-like symptoms Monday and escalated to emergency brain surgery yesterday. After 12 hours of surgery, a surgeon at Vanderbilt Medical Center removed a 2.5-by-5-inch benign tumor. Tjoflat came through fine, and according to friends the biggest issue now is allowing his brain to resituate itself.
Throughout the ordeal, friends said Tjoflat kept his sense of humor. When former bandmate Michael Crowe asked him if he wanted a beer before surgery, Tjoflat replied, "I'd prefer a gin-and-tonic."
Tjoflat is now resting with his family. To visit or send cards and support—"I don't think Jim is much of a flower guy," says former Mammy Namms guitarist Jeff Harmon—try James Tjoflat, Room 5220 c/o Vanderbilt Medical Center, 1211 Medical Center Dr., Nashville, TN 37232.
Dancing in the Street: A curious busking troupe takes up residence downtown. (Playing Saturday, 18th downtown.)
Beautiful and Sublime: Modest Mouse make their poppiest record yet. (Playing Wednesday, 22nd at The Ryman w/Band of Horses and Love as Laughter.)
Naked Eye: Lori McKenna's latest fits the Music Row profile, but it still brings the heat.
The Soul of Stax: Soulive's sixth album debuts on the legendary Memphis label. (Playing Wednesday, 22nd at Mercy Lounge).
Our Critics' Picks: The Golden Sounds, Springwater Sound System, Billy Joe Shaver and more.
In The Spin: Peter Bjorn & John, Daniel Johnston & Local Honey.
Those of you who didn't spend last night catching up on the the new seasons of The Hills (Spencer=douche) and Real World Sydney (six dumb white people and one Persian girl: no blacks, no gays and two blond bimbo types who look like they got lost on the way to Rock of Love), missed out on having Franklin favorites Paramore all up in your grill. In addition to promo spots in which the band frolicked in the woods, the young quartet played acoustic numbers over the closing credits of each show. Quite the promotional push.
Here is a YouTube complilation I discovered of all the spots.
PS: Who knew Laguna Beach was being replaced by "Newport Harbor" as the location for "The Real Orange County"—better the devil you know than the devil you don't.
Tomorrow, Great Escape will reduce all Elvis merch by 30 percent to commemorate the King's 1977 death and the Escape's 30th anniversary.
Runs Aug. 16-31.
From Great Escape:
Yes, two major pop culture events happened 30 years ago this summer: THE GREAT ESCAPE first opened its doors for business in Nashville, while 200 miles down the road in Memphis, ELVIS PRESLEY left the building for the last time. The King never shopped at The Great Escape (uh, that we know of, anyway...) but his impact on our business and culture has been steady for three decades now. So in celebration of these two big happenings of 1977 (and in a gesture we assume would make Colonel Tom smile), The Great Escape announces its latest 30th Anniversary sales event:
From August 16 through the end of the month, all ELVIS merchandise will be a kingly 30 PERCENT OFF regular prices! This sale includes collector's vinyl LPs and 45s, CDs, movies, posters, toys, books, magazines and more; basically, if it says "Elvis"—it's on sale! Yes, The Great Escape knows how to Take Care of Business in a flash: TGE & TCB, baby!
For more information, store hours, latest impersonator sightings, etc. please call the main store at 327-0646.
And any Great Escape customer who shops in a jumpsuit and full sideburns will receive a coupon for a free fried peanut butter and banana sandwich. Thank yuh... thank yuh vurry much.
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