Perhaps you saw Noam Pikelny and Steve Martin's segment on Letterman last year — that's when Pikelny (of The Punch Brothers) was awarded the Steve Martin Prize for Excellence in Banjo and Bluegrass, and the two engaged in a pretty LOL-worthy bit. Well, Pikelny's Beat the Devil and Carry a Rail is out today (get it via iTunes), and Funny or Die recently posted the above video about the making of the album.
As you'll see, Nashville and Nashville-related heavyweights like Earl Scruggs, Bela Fleck and Gillian Welch are down to sing the praises of Pikelny's picking, but they're not down to sing the praises of his singing. Highlights: "Here comes this bullshit," "Get ready for an ear full of turd," "You know the mic I like! The, uh, seventy-doo, uh, Crosley with the, uh, 42 mega ... hertz capacity," the death of Ed Helms.
So our resident show reviewer(s), The Spin, were unable to make out to last night's show at Exit/In featuring experimental post-rocky progsters Battles. (I'll be obvious and say The Spin was nursing its/their/our perpetual hangover.) But trusty photog Diana Lee Zadlo (aka "Porkchop") managed to make it out and snap some pics. Have a look at her slideshow right here.
And if you're wondering why Battles drummer John Stanier plays with his Zildjian K ride raised halfway to the ceiling, there's no weird story behind it. He just thought it was funny, and it stuck.
* Not long ago, local pop songstress Madi Diaz released her EP Far From Things That We Know, which our own Edd Hurt wrote up. Her full-length, titled Plastic Moon, will be out in January. In the meantime, you can feast your eyes on a live rendition of the sweetly nostalgic and anthemic "Time" that was recorded by Diaz and her band at Smoakstack Studios. See the video here or after the jump. [Via American Songwriter]
* You may recall that contributor Lance Conzett really liked Diarrhea Planet's recent LP, Loose Jewels. It's already been released on vinyl and CD by Infinity Cat, but if you're the sort of person who likes cassettes, LJ is available on tape today via Burger Records. And if you want a taste of Diarrhea Planet (gross), listen to "Warm Ridin'" here or after the jump.
And in other bite-sized bits, Vince Gill recently performed on NPR's Mountain Stage, Nashville-frequenting Alabaman monsters of soul The Alabama Shakes were featured as part of World Cafe's "World Cafe: Next" series, and local electronic/hip-hop blog Break on a Cloud has some footage of Foster the People and Ghostland Observatory's respective SoundLand sets.
If you get me through this, I promise to always wipe the seat.
Unless you're exceptionally slow, you likely figured out that the special guests who had to drop off of last week's Hands Off Cuba show at The Basement were hometown champs The Features. While they weren't able to be a part of that shindig, they did participate in the Express Rocks Nashville fashion show the following night, Oct. 21, at Mai. Shelley Skidmore opened, and fancy clothes abounded.
Perhaps a sign that — because of their placement on the soundtrack for the forthcoming Twilight film — The Features are beginning to dip their toes into the upper-crust lifestyle, frontman Matt Pelham & Co. donned four rather fetching suits for the affair. To quote a press release, they "all sported Express black men’s suits and really got the crowd pumped!" I dig the tie clips and pocket squares, dudes.
I know how it is. Some folks sort out their Halloween party plans months in advance, purchasing the materials for their costumes in July and drawing up blueprints for their respective haunted houses before the leaves have even begun to change color. Others, however, don't know what they'll be doing on Halloween (or the weekend closest to All Hallows', anyhow) until the very last moment. So why not make your own fate (choose your own adventure, if you will)? This year's Moogfest — the annual music festival held in honor of renowned sound wizard Robert Moog — will take place this weekend, Oct. 28-30, in Asheville, N.C. The lineup this go-round is especially impressive, with slated appearances from Flaming Lips, TV on the Radio, Chromeo, Tangerine Dream, Passion Pit, Battles, Dan Deacon, St. Vincent, Atlas Sound, Adrian Belew Power Trio, Crystal Castles, Suicide (playing Suicide), M83, Moby and so many more. Seriously, wow.
Let us help you achieve your destiny. We're sitting on a pair of VIP tickets and a pair of regular-admission tickets to this weekend's Moogfest, and we'd like to give them all away. Our winner will get the VIP pair, and we'll hook our runner-up with the regular ones. Rules are simple, but slightly different than usual: Below, in the comments section, submit the most gut-busting caption you can dream up for the above image. Remember to include your email address with your caption — it won't be published, but we'll need it in order to contact our winners. Also, by submitting, your email address will be included on our Scene promo list. (Small price to pay, and it just means you'll be getting occasional promo stuff from our marketing folks.) We'll pick our winners on Thursday at noon, so please try to respond to your email pretty swiftly. If we don't hear back from you within a few hours, we'll have to offer the tickets to the next person in line. OK, everybody good? Go!
Update: We have our winner! Thanks for playing.
“Guys, where the fuck are we? What is this place?”
We’ve spent the past 36 hours trying to come up with the words to describe our Saturday spent in the boonies surrounding Gallatin (itself something of a boondock) at The Big Nashty, but no matter what, we keep coming back to those two sentences, blurted out by Natalie Prass while playing the festival’s “Big” stage. What is this place? Who are these people? Why did someone build a grade school across the street from a cemetery (or vice versa!)? Does someone really live in the school’s basement? We repeat: Who are these people?
Did I really just censor the word "p*ssy"? Twice? Hmm. Looks like I did. I guess everyone has to draw the line for him- or herself somewhere, and apparently, the line for me begins with the word "p*ssy."
No matter to the ladies of Birdcloud, however, because — as indicated by this song — they do whatever they want, damn it. Whenever they want to, damn it. So above you'll find the brand-new video for their "Warshin' My Big Ol' P*ssy," which you can also view via YouTube. The video was shot by Josh and Andy Duensing of 80JD on Old Hickory Lake — upon which I (and certainly a sizable chunk of our readership, no?) have spent an afternoon or two. I actually have Birdcloud's debut EP in the ol' headphones as we speak, and if you're looking for a pristine, classy, ladylike, accessible listen, do not get your hands on a copy of this EP. It's filthy, imprecise, whimsical, sloppy and fun nonsense about questionable hygiene and regrettable decision making. Enjoy!
Wow. Has it seriously already been four-and-a-half months since we announced this one? Looks like it. Anyhow, listen up, fans of proggy, hip-hop-cribbing grooves: Battles play tonight at Exit/In. Contributor Sean Maloney penned a Critics' Pick, which reads as follows:
We love prog rock. A lot. Like, even more than the uncle who never moved out of your grandma's house. But we will consider that prog usually doesn't qualify as great party music — if you're at a party and everyone wants to listen to Van der Graaf Generator's H to He, Who Am the Only One, you really might want to reconsider the people you're partying with. Which is what makes Battles' new LP Gloss Drop such a rare and wonderful contribution to the canon. Born in the wake of a founding member's departure and an arduous re-recording process, Gloss Drop is cathartic and intense while delivering catchy, hip-shaking prog tunes. No we're not kidding — Gloss manages to be fun as hell and push the outer boundaries of what rock music can be, but never gets stuck in “Owner of a Lonely Heart”-type schmaltz. —SEAN L. MALONEY
Kicks off at 8 p.m. Nisennenmondai opens, and $20 will get you in. Don't forget to re-peep the NSFW video of "Ice Cream." Good stuff.
I know what you're thinking: Sean, how much dope did you smoke this week, because that video is by The Foreign Exchange, who are totally from North Carolina and/or Holland? And I'm totally ignoring the geographic disparity, because I have to interview Phonte and Nicolay this afternoon — they'll be appearing at B.B. Kings on Nov. 11— and I wanna get pumped. Really, honestly, I'll take any excuse to listen to The Foreign Exchange, and this seemed like a really good one. What can I say, I'm a double-dippin' motherfucker. Oh also, in case you're not pumped about this show, I feel like I should mention that they're rolling with a band that's nine folks deep, which is, like, seven more people than they had with them at their block-rockin' Boom Bap appearance this passed spring.
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