Update 4:20 p.m.: The computer at Lake Fever Productions with all the important shit on it died a horrible digital death, and so, sadly, there will be no Chris Crofton Show Christmas special. We hope and expect everything will be back in working order for next week's show. Sorry!
The Cream is on vacation!
Hopefully you are, too, or will be soon. Don't worry, we're still slaving away at our other job--the one we get paid for--
and this week's episode of The Chris Crofton Show will be up before Christmas, so check back for that. All your Cream favorites will be back in action slacks Monday, Jan. 4. Of course, if something incredibly awesome or important happens before then, we might post it. Somewhere, at least. Inquiries, tips and glögg recipes may be sent to cream @ this domain.
If you follow music stories out there in the blogosphere, then you're sure to have heard about Rage Against the Machine's "Killing in the Name" taking the No. 1 spot on the British charts in this, the week leading up to Christmas. The song, which was a hit for the band in 1992, accomplished such a feat by selling 500,000 copies (via download) as a result of a grassroots Facebook campaign to end Simon Cowell's annual yuletide reign over the British charts. For the last few years Cowell's Idol-esque competitive singing program The X Factor has yielded a Christmas No. 1 in the U.K. Rage's victory comes at the expense of 2009 X Factor winner Joe McElderry, who was an expected shoo-in with his "uplifting" cover of Miley Cyrus' "The Climb." The reunited Los Angeles quartet had this to say of their win:
This is a huge victory by and for fans of real music and we extend our heartfelt thanks to every fan and freedom fighter who helped make our anthem of defiance and rebellion the Anarchy Christmas Miracle of 2009.
Couple items of local rock interest emanating from beyond the pond.
Part the First, in Which Hillbilly Authenticity Is Overplayed as a Trope: Looks like the Guardian has taken a gander at Nashville's own Caitlin Rose and concluded several things: one, that she is worthy of mention under the heading "new band of the day No. 693"; two, that she is more "4 real" than Susan Boyle; three, that this whole question of authenticity is real important:
As with Gillian Welch, you wonder, listening to this tambourine-toting 22-year-old, whether she is the real 100% God's honest hay-chewing hillbilly McCoy, or just a clever construct.
Is the hay-chewing hillbilly not a construct also? Ah, but perhaps not a clever one. The Guardian's reviewer does pay plenty of compliments along the way, though, even if saying that someone doesn't sound like Jewel is still mentioning Jewel in the same breath and, therefore, an insult. Those Brits!
If you're of German or Austrian descent--or you're into creepy old demons that spank nubile young women with birch branches--you've probably heard of Krampus. He's the horned mythical creature of yore who would accompany St. Nick throughout the Alpine regions of Europe each Christmas season. As Santa gave presents to the good, Krampus gave firm, disciplinary thumps to the buttocks of the naughty. So why am I telling you this? Because it gets me off.
But also, tonight at The 5 Spot, Pull the Strings Players--the guys responsible for intermittent bawdy puppet shows about gay rappers, gay Halloween monsters and occasionally non-homoerotic funny business--are staging a little show by the name of Krampus Takes Back Christmas. According to one of the wonderfully creative perverts behind the show, you can expect "dirty one-liners and a holiday rap that'll make your chestnuts roast." The folks who helped put this one together include a member of Lone Official, a member of The Privates, the big cheese at Cleft Music, some guy who makes movies about Silkworm, this guy dressed like the sun and plenty more. Show goes down at 9 p.m. Stick around afterward for the weekly hipster meat market dance party. Or quit while you're ahead and leave after the puppet show.
The Spin woke on Saturday with only one thing on our agenda: some serious X-ma-kwana-hanna-rama-christma-kah-danz-mas partying, as Chuck Mead might say. We spent all afternoon slaving away in the kitchen cooking some special holiday treats: hot chocolate from scratch with Nashville's own Olive & Sinclair chocolate, some apple-cranberry turnovers and our special vegan cookie bars. We gotta say, though, vegans sure do complain a lot--especially when you put 'em in the Cuisinart--but they taste so good with a little nutmeg and cinnamon! By the time the sun had set and our serving platters were garnished, it was time to celebrate the season with the cream of Nashville's rock crop.
Tommy Womack will officiate, and Will and Jessica Kimbrough (whose Raising Arizona-inspired memories of Feinstein are hilarious) are among those putting the service together. Please share your thoughts here later if you attend.
Sleigh bells rang, were you listenin'? In the lane the, uh, rain was glistenin'. Not really a beautiful sight, but we were happy on Friday night pretending that Nashville was a winter wonderland. If it weren't for the craptastic weather, The Spin's excursion to the Cleft Music Christmas party at Billups Gallery in East Nashville could have been a goddamn greeting card or a some sort of made-for-TV movie, just without Meredith Baxter or any former cast member s from Beverly Hills 90210 teaching us a heartwarming lesson about love. There were friends and family, food and booze, and a heaping helping of holiday cheer which, when multiplied by plenty of sauce, makes for a pretty sweet shindig.
Who won Friday night's battle of the vintage bands? "Beatles, Beatles, Beatles," griped one Stones-loving observer. Despite the injustice, the event felt like a big love-fest--a festive crowd filled the Basement as The Privates played their set: "Run for Your Life," "Happiness Is a Warm Gun," and "Everybody's Got Something to Hide Except Me and My Monkey," complete with cowbell. In Grimey's estimation, "they killed it."
Reno Bo's band attempted to address the imbalance. The stylishly dressed group launched into a full and loud version of "Stray Cat Blues," with Zack Setchfield's slide guitar giving it a bluesy feel. The followed with an appropriately sexy "Ventilator Blues." The song's rhythm inspired a few ladies to writhe around by the stage, one in black sequined hot pants. Bo called for more keyboard in preparation for "Loving Cup." Of drummer Dillon Napier (formerly of Mother/Father), our companion noted, "best drummer ever," and we agreed. They closed with "Let's Spend the Night Together."
The Not So Silent Nights of Christmas feat. Silversun Pickups, The Ettes, Band of Skulls & Ugene at Cannery Ballroom. Steve Haruch saw Silversun Pickups when they played Exit/In and says you should expect "even more of the fist-pumping scream-alongs that broke out in the pit during their sweat-soaked set" last year. He also suggests you bring an extra shirt.
Grimey's 10th Anniversary Celebration feat. Lylas, The Nashville Ukulele Orchestra, Melissa Mathes and more at Grimey's/The Basement. In addition to the music, there's going to be a sale and you'll get your last opportunity to get mocked by Santa Claus as he downs a 40.
Holly House Winter Formal feat. Eureka Gold, Shoot the Mountain, And the Relatives, Caitlin Rose, Tristen, Hannah Barbarians & more at Mercy Lounge. Dress up and bring a canned good for Second Harvest. Don't be that guy in the tuxedo t-shirt.
Faux Ferocious w/De Novo Dahl & Flora Shakespeare at The End.
Husky Burnette w/Cashman at Matty's Alley.
Heather Bond EP Release w/Brenden Ingle at The Rutledge.
Eulogy w/Take the Power Back at Exit/In. Eulogy is a Tool tribute band. I'm sure you're already familiar with the all-female Rage Against the Machine tribute.
Visit tonight's listings for more or comment if we missed anything.
Once again, the Cream overlords have put the (soon-to-be-ex) intern in charge of the weekend round-up. It's my last day as academically mandated free office labor at the Scene office and, although I won't admit it out loud, I might just miss the constant stream of chatter about Bruce Springsteen and the days where The Muse's website would crash my browser while listing their shows. But enough of that sentimental crap, on to the shows:
Christmas on the Block feat. Matt Friction and the Cheap Shots, The Comfies, The Billy Goats, Nite Nite, Powerbrrrd, D-Paul & Bravo Max at Exit/In. We're a little unclear about the lineup on this one. The Exit/In site doesn't list Born Empty or The Nobility, but they are named in the pick from this week's print edition. In any case, it 's a free show and it's benefiting Toys for Tots. Bringing an unwrapped toy is encouraged, but not required.
Velcro Stars w/Cuttlefish & Jason Yeary (of Hammertorch) at Wall Street.
Cy Barkley w/So Jazzy, The Cannomen & Bad Cop at The Rabbit Hole. Budget show! Four bands for a dollar.
Second Annual Basement Beatle v. Stones Christmas Charity Bowl feat. The Privates, MODOC, My Tyger, Judd and Maggie, Thomas Jamas, will Holland, Reno Bo, The Shazam, Oblio, Tommy Hans and more. If you're sick of hearing Christmas covers, but want to be charitable, you can opt for Beatles/Stones covers while supporting Second Harvest Food Bank.
Fever Queen w/Leslie Keffer at Betty's Bar and Grill. Fever Queen, if you don't already know, is Cortney Tidwell's "experimental alter ego." She's making her debut as Fever Queen at the Charlotte Ave. dive.
Hollow Ox w/Bows and Arrows at The End.
Fringe Magazine's Holiday Celebration feat. Jeremy Lister, Andrew Belle & WideAwake at Mercy Lounge.
Visit tonight's listings for more or comment if we missed anything.
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