Tonight's Poetry Sucks! — the seventh installment — will feature the dark, wraithlike soundscapes of Ryan Norris' Coupler (you may know Norris from his sideman gigs with Cortney Tidwell, KORT, Lambchop, The Privates and Forrest Bride), the incorrigibly irreverent, society-skewering ramblings of Chris Crofton (you may know Crofton from his Chris Crofton Show, "broadcast" every week here on the Cream), Rachel Briggs' shadowy, haunted series of works Sinister South, which "explores fabricated folklore visions and tall-tale haunts" (you may know Briggs for her art-directory at American Songwriter, for designing all of the Poetry Sucks! fliers or for her various photographings), and the poetry of Joshua Marie Wilkinson (who is new to me, but you may know him from one of his five books, which have names like Lug Your Careless Body out of the Careful Dusk and The Book of Whispering in the Projection Booth). Culture editor Steve Haruch penned a Critics' Pick for us, and this is how it goes:
If you go, you already know: Poetry Sucks! is the realest, grittiest poetry series going in Nashville. Or at least it’s the one most likely to involve the sizzle and aroma of hamburger. Like its ramshackle environs, P.S.! is at once utilitarian and inspiring, and this month’s roster — poet Joshua Marie Wilkinson (University of Arizona by way of Seattle), comedian Chris Crofton (The Chris Crofton Show by way of Nashville Cream) and musical guest Coupler (aka Ryan Norris, by way of Lambchop/Hands Off Cuba infamy) — will not lead your cultural, artistic or patty-based hunger astray. There’s also beer! P.S.! No. 7 will also serve as an art opening for the talented Rachel Briggs, who’s designed every one of the series’ terrific posters and — full disclosure — is my next-door neighbor. —STEVE HARUCH
Starts at 8 p.m. and ends early enough for you to get your ass over to Bombino at The Zombie Shop. It's free, and there's a Facebook event page. And because it's the Internet and I can do that sort of thing, you'll find samples of Coupler's dreamy music, Briggs' stunning art, Crofton's gloriously embittered comedy and Wilkinson's nebulous, nocturnal poetry after the jump.
Back to Basics: The Flatlanders release early recordings, echoing their camaraderie (Playing Sunday, 1st at Franklin Theatre)
And Your Bird Can Sing: On Generals, Laura Burhenn and her Mynabirds fuse pacifism, feminism and grit (Playing Friday, 29th at The High Watt)
Complextro, Simplified: Electro wunderkind and self-described 'complextro' Porter Robinson recognizes no technological constraints (Playing Thursday, 28th at Club Mai)
In The Spin: The Protomen's A Night of Queen at Exit/In feat. The Remones and special guests Tenacious D
Plus Critics’ Picks on Chris Thile and Michael Daves, Feedback Revival and Blackfoot Gypsies, Morgan Evans Weiler with Dylan Simon and Sparkling Wide Pressure, the Free “Jeremy” Benefit feat. AutoVaughn and more, GED Soul with The Coolin’ System and The Brand New Life, Bitchfest, Boo Boo Bunny, Nikki Lane and Jasmin Kaset, Mindy Smith’s album release, Def Leppard, The Hostile Takeover Tour and more
Even though local filmmaker Harmony Korine didn’t direct the above video for B.o.B. and Taylor Swift’s “Both of Us,” which premiered on MTV today, there is little about the Nashville-set clip that makes sense. First off, I’ve done my share of drinking down at Melrose Billiards, and one thing I’ve definitely never stumbled upon in such travels is a distant, lost and pensive Sweet Baby Tay-Tay drowning sorrows by her lonesome. So, for starters, this video takes place in a world in which Taylor Swift rolls solo to divey Nashville bars.
About two months ago, African guitar wizard Bombino played here in Nashville at VFW Post 1970. Contributor Sean L. Maloney pretty much lost his shit over that fact, and rightfully so. Bombino, a 32-year-old member of the Tuareg people, has gained a cult following via his hypnotic, dexterous playing, which fuses elements of Western rock and pop with the traditions of Saharan folk music. Also, it's incredibly catchy, powerfully incendiary stuff. Watch the performance above.
So, as it happens, Bombino has been recording here in Nashville. We've heard talk for some time that he came to town to cut an album with Black Keys frontman and Easy Eye Sound owner Dan Auerbach — who also recently wrapped up a record with JEFF the Brotherhood, and is reportedly now working with garage rocker Hanni El Khatib. Here's a recent interview, if you want some confirmation. So, the point? Bombino is playing a show tomorrow night at The Zombie Shop, and Heavy Cream will open. There's a Facebook event page, which says that this performance will "finish up" Bombino's trip to Nashville. Starts at 9 p.m., cover is $5,
and there will be one more opener TBA. Update: Ri¢hie will also open, and James Cathcart will DJ between bands.
First off, if we're talking about impressive press packages on the local front, indie-pop troupe The Nobility sets the standard. Between the retro "EPK" that just turned out to be a copy of Ferris Bueller's Day Off and the explosion of media they sent along in advance of their The Secret of Blennerhassett Island, The Nobility owns the hilarious-press-package game like Marlo Stanfield owns street corners. Although Bellamy Baylor's shoe-in-box press kit got our attention as well.
But enter Anchor Thieves, a local trio of power-pop- and grunge-minded alt rockers. A few weeks ago, the Thieves sent me a heavy-ish, dense package wrapped in nondescript brown paper. As my colleague Adam Gold and I are wont to do when a mystery package of this ilk shows up, we had our "What's in the box?!" moment, and then I opened it.
As previously noted, The Mynabirds' sophomore effort, Generals, was released June 5 via Saddle Creek. Mynas frontwoman Laura Burhenn and her outfit — which features a couple of Nashvillians — will stop off at The High Watt this Friday, June 29, and while we'll have a feature on that in tomorrow's dead-tree edition of the Scene, let's go ahead and get the ball rolling on a ticket giveaway.
Typical rules apply. Above you'll see an image — an image you might find if you entered, say, the word "awkward" into a stock-photo site. Dream up your most humorous, clever or next-level caption, and enter it below in the comments. Best caption wins a pair of guest-list spots. Be sure to include your email address in the required field. We won't publish your address, but we'll need it in order to contact our winner. We'll call this one around noon on Friday, so be sure to keep an eye on your inbox. If we don't hear back from you within an hour or two, we'll have to go with the next person in line. All right, everyone savvy? Go!
Update: We have our winner. Thanks for playing.
Bad Cop and fresh vids — especially fresh vids of a sexy nature — go together like Mitt Romney and gaffes: You can pretty much count on seeing one every month. Last we heard from the garage punkers, it was for their "Gloom Bank" video. Now they've got a vid for their tune "Wet Lips" (hey now), and it, like "Gloom Bank," was directed by Cream contributor Seth Graves. "Wet Lips" debuted over at Prefix Mag, wherein it was called a "vintage psychedelic romp." Nubile bodies and trippy effects abound.
"Wet Lips" will be featured on a forthcoming 7-inch split with Turbo Fruits, out July 15 (July 31 at brick-and-mortar shops) via Jeffery Drag Records. The Fruits' contribution to the split is a groovy mid-tempo burner by the name of "Love Tennessee," and the track debuted today also via Prefix. It's about digging Tennessee and drinking beers, and there's a cool little dexterous bridge at the halfway point that I particularly enjoy. Hear Turbo Fruits' "Love Tennessee" below, and watch Bad Cop's "Wet Lips" above.
* We've already established — via their Madi Diaz remix — that local production whizzes Jensen Sportag are forever the smoothest when it comes to retooling pop jams. Here's further proof. The duo just premiered their remix of Erika Spring's "Hidden" via Gorilla vs. Bear. (Spring, by the way, is a member of acclaimed dream-pop outfit Au Revoir Simone.) Anyway, this remix is slick, undulating, pulsing, sexy electro-pop of the highest order. That's the Sportag's area of expertise, and here's a big dose of it. Stream it above or download the MP3 here.
Personally, I’m far too old to dabble in semi-legal psuedo-narcotics, but I’ve long felt the value of any drug worth taking can be measured in the quality of music it’s helped facilitate. It’s still too early to ascertain the effect of bath salts on music, and blaming it for the existence of dubstep would easily give it too much credit. So, contrary to what my preface would suggest, I’m just looking at the impact of drugs on music in general.
As often as chemicals giveth, they most certainly taketh away. So my rating system here in regards to their value for music is based on a scale of -5 to 5.
Debating with the dog
Why he did so defile
This naked carpet
Is so fruitless
He is not the greatest living songwriter
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