The sick minds that brought you MC Homocyde: One Brown Finger and Boogie Frights, will present their 7th annual halloween puppet show tonight at the Springwater. The show will feature a guest vocal appearance by Jemina Pearl, musical remixes by Dave Paulson and a special surprise guest as The Great Pumpkin.
Also on the bill: Monotonix and Tim, Chad & Sherry
What the fuck is up?
Local songsmith Kyle Andrews has a new EP out called Find Love. Let Go. He made a commercial. Here it is.
So if you've been wondering "what's up" with the brosephs down at the beefcore demo party that is 102.9 the Local Buzz, here's a quick update—they're having a contest to deem one lucky band the, well, Next Great Local Band.
Greetings bands and fans!More after the jump, if you just gotta know.
The lineup for The Next Great Local Band Search is nearly complete. Industry judges will be there to judge bands on performance/showmanship, style and songs. The bands must also bring their fans since the fan vote counts as well!
So, some guy from Nashville wrote a song about the Colorado Rockies, who lost the World Series four games to none. (It wasn't as close as that makes it sound.) Not surprisingly, the song is terrible: "Welcome to the West, welcome to the big show, this Rocktober Wild Card run / Welcome to the spotlight, to a touch of the old times, that mountain baseball fever high."
Songs about sports teams are almost always lame. (With the possible exception of the old fight songs, some of which are at least catchy and sort of rousing in that pleasingly salty way.) That got me to thinking about what other types of songs are categorically bad. Songs that explicitly commemorate disasters, political figures and/or "dead blondes," as Keith Richards put it, are generally of the not-so-good variety. Racial fetish songs ("Brown Sugar," "Across the Sea") tend to be tacky, as do songs about underaged girls (too numerous to list, but topped by "My Sharona," which wins pole position for the line, "I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind"). What else? Give examples.
Your mother was a jackal.
9 p.m., $0.
1st: Armed Forces
2nd: Jane Shermans
3rd: Love Society
4th: Makeup + Vanity Set
5th: Beta Macks
6th: Jensen Sportag
7th: Nite Nite
8th: Mean Tambourines
And: DJs Justin Kase and Hands Off Sam spinning between sets and after the show.
Congratulations are in order: Scene music editor Tracy Moore and frequent contributor Chris Neal have been selected for inclusion in Da Capo's Best Music Writing 2007.
Moore's "Never in Nashville" cover story chronicles the '80s punk scene in Music City, while Neal's "Nothin' but a Good Time" examines the return of two of the era's mainstream arena-rockers, Poison and Cinderella.
This year's Best Music Writing was edited by none other than the Dean himself, Robert Christgau.
Opry star and best-dressed man in country music, Porter Wagoner, passed away this weekend in Nashville.
Americana Dream: A genre attempts to carve out an identity while recruiting a wider—and younger—audience. (With festival picks.)
Camera-Ready: Spoon's latest achieves a messy perfection. (Playing Friday, 26th at the Cannery w/The Ponys.)
Far-Flung: Israeli trio Monotonix bring their acrobatic classic rock back to the States. (Playing Wednesday, 31st at Springwater w/Tim Chad and Sherry.)
Foe's Gold: Menomena's Brent Knopf talks Portland, prettiness and dealing with ridiculous questions. (Playing Wednesday, 31st at Grimey's at 6 p.m. and Exit/In w/Illinois at 9 p.m.)
Free Range: Murfreesboro stalwarts continue to make glorious noise, and this time it's free. (Playing Thursday, 25th at The Basement w/Hands Down Eugene & Ghostfinger.)
Lady Sings the Blues (And Country): Blues singer Tracy Nelson returns with a collection of country classics.
Russian Roulette: Pianist Olga Kern alternates between grace and bombast at the Schermerhorn.
In The Spin: Hotpipes & The Howlies at 3 Crow, Nashville bands at CMJ, Marc Ribot & more.
Our Critics Picks: Halloween goings-on and more.
Beer. BBQ. Clutters. Lylas. Today. 1111 16th Ave. South. 4 p.m.
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