First off, let's take care of a little business. If you, aspiring local rapper, would like to have your shit considered for review, please — please, please, please — make sure that all your metadata is straight. If I extract your files and there's no artist or album data you're not getting reviewed, plain and simple. See, if you don't have your metadata straight, my computer lumps you into the "unknown" category, and I'm not spending the time to look for it. I get an insane number of releases sent to me every week, and I do not have the time nor the desire to go looking for an artist that couldn't get his/her shit straight in the first place. And don't think I'm just singling out the hip-hop community on this one — the same rules apply to any artist.
Also, if you're looking for a review, don't send us an email that says:
"I have a rap Artist [REDACTED],,,,how would I go about getting you to put a feature in the Scene Magazine.....To check out his videos/songs...Google: [REDACTED] "BAG FULL OF MONEY or [REDACTED] "POCKETS"....
I'm not about to Google shit, motherfuckers. I got shit to do. Send me a fucking link and maybe (MAYBE) I'll listen to your shit, and maybe (MAYBE) even review it. Hell, I might even like it. Crazier things have happened. But seriously, put a little bit of effort into your releases if you want me to pay attention. Also, quit tweeting about how much weed you smoke and how everybody should be supporting you and all the huge things that you're gonna do once you get your movement started. That shit is HELLA annoying when you're not dropping tunes on the regular. A musical movement tends to start with, ya know, music.
Case in point: If you're gonna talk about how much weed you smoke, make a dope video with hot chicks in bikinis, like our main Dee Goodz — the dude manages to balance hedonism and heady vibes with a world-weary point of view. There's nothing wrong with smoking weed — all day, every day! — and there's nothing wrong with rapping about smoking weed, but if that's all you're tweeting about, then you're on my shit list. I don't need my news feed clogged up with your ham-fisted appropriations of old Cypress Hill skits in 140 characters. Actually, everybody just stop tweeting and start writing more songs. Slash-rant, as the kids say.
OK, now that the business portion of this weeks column is over, let's get on to the partyin' and bullshittin' ...
If you were at said Exit/In show, then first of all, welcome to Nashville Cream. Perhaps your "Hoobastank" Google Alert brought you here? And second of all, if you think you might have seen television personality and towering, mustachioed celebrity psychologist Dr. Phil McGraw there, you are correct. But no, he isn't just a Hoobastank fan. McGraw's son Jordan is Stars in Stereo's guitarist. Anyway, Stars in Stereo is (surprise!) a compressed, chuggy, MOR sort of alterna-pop-rock outfit (hear a handful of their tunes after the jump ... yowzer) that sometimes covers NIN's "Closer." A Google search of "Dr. Phil" and "Stars in Stereo" turns up all sorts of junk, including this pretty brutal comment on an Absolute Punk thread:
This is what happens when your parents tell you that you "can do anything you want". Jordan McGraw is using his dad's (Dr. Phil) money to buy his dream. Kind of a slap in the face to all the bands who put in the elbow grease. They out of nowhere are touring in a bus opening up for The Used, kind of raises a lot of questions.
Ouch. We can indeed confirm that McGraw the Younger sleeps in a bunk on a bus. When reached for comment regarding Dr. Phil's presence at Exit/In last night, Exit employee Jesse Baker had this to say: "Discovering he wasn't simply a huge Hoobastank fan was a bummer."
So you're looking at the title of this post, and you're thinking, "Really? 99? Well shit, I wonder if they're going to do anything for Episode 100." Your instincts are correct, CCS fans. The Zoo Crew will host a live taping of Episode 100 on Aug. 7 at The High Watt. Technically, chronologically, it looks like that one will be No. 101, but — as Crofton & Co. did with Episode 50 — the boys are going to save the good juice for an official, ceremonial episode. Tickets for Episode 100 — recorded before a live audience at The High Watt — are available right here. In the meantime, get a load of Episode 99 after the jump.
But here in Music City, we're looking at some strong music-related entertainment this weekend. Tonight you've got The Boom Bap with Premier at Mai, CSN at the Ryman, Lindsey Buckingham at Franklin Theatre, the KDSML Review at Exit and plenty more. Tomorrow you're looking at Old Crow Medicine Show and BR549 at Fontanel, the Stone Fox Garden Benefit with William Tyler and more at Brick Factory, Tiger High at The End, The LPs doing Born in the U.S.A. at Mercy, Wanda Jackson at Franklin Theatre, a solid show at Springwater and more. Have a look at the rest — compiled by music listings editor Adam "Gold" Gold — after the jump. Let us know what we missed, and have yourselves a champion weekend.
As we reported earlier this week, the IRS auction of several of Nashville-residing hip-hop artist and onetime Scene coverboy Young Buck's possessions went down today, July 26, at a location on Metroplex Drive.
Local photographer and dude-about-town Garland Gallaspy (CEO, Dreams Unlimited) attended the auction, where he snapped and sent along some iPhone pics of various items being sold. According to Gallaspy, "All in all, the IRS got $53,000" for all of Buck's former items. Gallaspy himself purchased "the most poignant ones," including "[Buck's] wallet, framed Tennessean clippings and a street sign that reads 'Blvd. of Broken Dreams.'" The TN clips, by the way, were penned by occasional Scene contributor Nicole Keiper, and cost Gallaspy $20 — 20 times the original price of a paper, I believe. See shots of some of Buck's ice, a Louis Vuitton (or, more likely, imitation Louis Vuitton) gun holster and more after the jump. As I noted, the trustee administering Buck's estate says she intends to "sell the trademarked 'Young Buck' name," so who knows if this is the last time we can even call the guy Young Buck. Pour one out.
Notable additions to the list include Big Freedia, who bounces from Nawlins to Exit/In August 23, The Features, who come will take over Cannery Ballroom on Halloween and a reunited Ben Folds Five, appearing at the Ryman Sept. 17. Other acts from the not-so-distant past blasting their way to town are a reunited Man of Astroman?, landing at Mercy Lounge on Nov. 2, Mike Patton- and Duane Denison-led art-metal troupe Tomahawk, kicking off their first tour in five years at Exit/In on Oct. 27, and The Sea and Cake, playing Mercy Lounge Oct. 26. Followers of popular blogosphere favorites like Wild Nothing, Other Lives and Black Moth Super Rainbow are also Nashville bound.
Also, don’t forget that Justin Bieber returns to Bridgestone Arena Jan. 18. Not a Bieber fan? Well, Jethro Tull’s Ian Anderson will serenade crowds at the Ryman on Oct. 30. Pore over the full list after the jump, and check venue sites for ticket information.
Down on the Corner: Old-time string band and occasional buskers Old Crow Medicine Show are back to doing what they're best at (Playing Saturday, 28th at the Woods Amphitheater at Fontanel)
That Boom Bap Killa Supreme: Legendary producer DJ Premier stays relevant, and keeps his eye on the classics (Playing The Boom Bap Friday, 27th at Mai)
Déjà Vu All Over Again: Rock 'n' roll veterans Crosby, Stills & Nash come to Nashville, and make their case for the supergroup syndrome (Playing Friday, 27th at the Ryman)
In The Spin: Infinity Cat's 10th Anniversary Bash at Exit/In, The GoldRoom, Ascent of Everest and more at The High Watt
Plus Critics’ Picks on Amy LaVere, Bluegrass Nights with Ricky Skaggs, KDSML, Lindsey Buckingham, Eleni Mandell, Barry Manilow, Long Players doing Born in the USA, Tiger High, Drivin' n' Cryin', the Stone Fox Garden Benefit Show, Wanda Jackson, Seal, JD McPherson, Jel and DJ Abilities and more
I’ve always figured being a superhero is a pretty shitty job. Yeah, you’ve got supernatural powers that allow you to keep mere mortals safe from the evils of the world, but one’s nobleness would no doubt be undermined if he or she invoiced every damsel rescued from distress, right? I’ve never actually read a comic book, so maybe someone can tell me if there are any that can confirm whether or not the pay is shit. Case in point: super villains. Besides taking over the world for some reason, the primary motivation for most super villains is gettin’ rich while our fabled heroes struggle to stop them solely out of an obligation to their moral sensibilities.
Back to Batman. He’s the exception here. Bruce Wayne was born rich and had a bone to pick since he was a kid, when The Joker or Plant Girl or someone killed his parents. He has no supernatural prowess, but rather an arsenal of the most dangerous toys money can buy and the funds to bankroll the intense training only a ninja fantasy camp in the Himalayas can offer. When he’s not fighting crime, he’s probably playing golf with the Green Hornet at the Gotham City Country Club while Superman works a day job and flies to the North Pole to squat in an ice cave.
Even if you disagree (meaning your opinion is indeed wrong), you probably STILL want to know why you’ve read this far and I haven’t seen a single word that relates to music. This is still a music blog, right?
We were certainly happy this morning to announce the Cream's Sixth Anniversary Party coming up at Mercy and The High Watt. But now, after having done a couple of laps around the Internet — local-music blogosphere and otherwise — I'm seeing that there's little else to report, and even less upon which to muse. So what is it? Is it the heat? I must admit, after walking from my house to my vehicle this morning, I founds that the hotness made me brains less worky than usual. So perhaps the same thing is happening, collectively, to the local music scene. Shrug.
Anyway, whatever, did you know that the regional US Air Guitar Championship finals were held at The Rutledge on July 12? Gold wrote a pick on it (pasted after the jump for good measure). As expected, entrants tragically born without a proper sense of shame gathered to showboat their "skills," crack beers, gallivant in their skivvies, defy physics (a lot of those imaginary axes seem awfully flexible) and generally behave in a guitarded fashion. See a clip above, courtesy of 102.9-FM The Buzz — Buzz Rock Girl Ashley and Buzz personality Chad Barron judged the competish. The official U.S. Air Guitar site has a review of the show, and it seems they were pretty disappointed in the turnout and the judges' ... um, judging abilities. "When the judges spoke (they were also seated in the back and were unlit) it kinda felt like God was talking," wrote blogger Doug "The Thunder" Stroock. "A really sort of stupid God that didn’t know anything about air guitar or how to judge a show." LOL. Stroock also apparently won the competition, which begs the question: Do conflicts of interest exist in air journalism?
See the trailer for the absurd and mostly entertaining 2006 film Air Guitar Nation after the jump. And by the way, if you're a local band, today might be a pretty primo day to send along a fresh vid or something. I'll probably post it.
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We covered this. He is talented.
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It's not because he's black, altho his being black & throwing it in our face…
Guys it's because he's black.