While visiting Ohio’s "Mistake on the Lake" last weekend, a certain Scene staffer received a tip from an unnamed Cleveland-area club proprietor claiming that Black Keys key-member Dan Auerbach is planning a move to Music City. The source went on to say via email that Auerbach plans on doing more producing and wants easy access to Nashville session players. According to the source, we can tentatively expect Auerbach to set up shop sometime this coming fall.
Corroborating said intel is a post made on Akron, Ohio, music blog Rubber City Review — for which Auerbach is a correspondent — lamenting the sad state of post-LeBron Northeast Ohio by saying:
The economy’s still in the crapper [and] Dan of The Black Keys is thinking about moving to Nashville …
I don’t know about y’all, but I’m definitely down with this.
The site is intended as an alternative — for both artists and festival organizers — to other music submission sites such as the ever-controversial Sonicbids.
Last year I posted this rant on that subscription-based albatross of the musician’s inbox. In a nutshell, music festivals ranging from SXSW to Monolith will have an open submission process that requires artists to subscribe — for a fee additional to that of the festival submission fees — to Sonicbids. Once they’ve got you on their books, they bombard your inbox with the tenacity of Nigerian email harvesters — filling it to the brim with an unending assault of carrot-and-stick “opportunities” to play festivals, get national press, song placements, etc.
Not to flog the already raggedy-pink NBN '09 horse carcass beyond recognition, but as you already know, we're kinda suckers for these You Tell Concerts vids, especially when they feature people we know being very drunk and liking things. Not as much when they feature that guy who's always sticking his face in our face and the faces of others, but lots when we hear about how people from distant lands see our fair city, its festivus and the rest of us. Best part: the shuttle! I've already forgotten which bands are in which video, but I think this one has the all-female Rage Against the Machine cover band.
So it's been a week since Next Big Nashville 2009. Now that the dust has settled and the hangovers have subsided, the folks over at NBN would like to know what you thought. They've posted a general survey online that all are welcomed and encouraged to take. Check it out here and submit your email addy to win tickets to next year's NBN festivities.
I'd really like to know what y'all thought of the festival as well. Were you exposed to any bands you weren't yet familiar with? Did YOUR band get any exposure you feel you otherwise wouldn't have gotten? Did you have a good time? What do you feel the festival accomplished? Did you get laid? Who do you think has that "X" factor? Did you see the next Kings of Leon, or the next Ligion? Who do you think is behind Jazzolagate? Are you still pissed that your band didn't get asked to play but Mike's Pawn Shop did? Please discuss below.
'As Long As We're Not Dead': You can trust Monotonix with your beer, as long as you don't mind it getting poured down the singer's pants. (Playing Saturday, 17th at Exit/In. Read the full interview with guitarist Yonatan Gat here.)
Is It Getting Heavy? Solid new albums by JEFF the Brotherhood and Turbo Fruits show strength, growth and more strength. (Playing Saturday, 17th at Exit/In.)
Everything's Coming Up Roses: James McMurtry has a new live album and a way of getting to the bottom of things. (Playing Tuesday, 20th at Mercy Lounge.)
Luck Be a Leon: Kings of Leon blink in the glare of mainstream adoration. (Playing Friday, 15th at the Sommet Center.)
In The Spin: Next Big Nashville '09 feat. Phosphorescent, Lucero, The Black Angels, Cortney Tidwell, Natural Child, Jemina Pearl, How Cozy! and many more jazzola-bangers.
And don't forget Best of Nashville 2009: Music feat. Mia Calderon, The Features "Pavement," Kidsmeal, Those Darlins y mucho más.
All right, Col. Jazzola. So you survived NBN with your anonymity intact. We have our inklings about who you might be--oh believe me, we have our inklings--but for now, your true identity remains sealed. What I want to know is this: If we provide you a year-round forum in which to publish your uproarious batshit screeds, are you going to crack under the pressure? Are you going to get unfunny, or worse, stop bein' real about the scene? Little did we know at the start of this year's Next Big Nashville that the virginity of our collective jazzola was about to be robbed so unceremoniously. But now that we've been banged there so thoroughly by the "dick of fun," we must have it on the reg. Give it to us on the reg.
Read Jazzola's parting words regarding Next Big Nashville after the jump.
We kicked off Friday night with NBN's boldest experiment yet: The Honky Tonk Takeover. Four venues on Lower Broadway typically relegated strictly to acts of the country variety reluctantly opened their stages to some of Music City's finest rock 'n' roll bands. We started things off at Tootsie's Orchid Lounge. Downstairs, the place looked like any other night of the year: a house full of tourists, baby boomers and regulars enjoying a set of standards by the house bands. Upstairs, however, Black Diamond Heavies were rocking a fierce and filthy rumble they've described themselves as the "punk-ass blues."
Knowing we had a long Friday evening ahead of us on the Rock Block, we had ourselves a casual pre-game at Gold Rush before strolling over to Exit/In to catch the last bit of Bear in Heaven's synth-y, washed-out, psychedelic, swelling drone. We soon discovered that all of Exit/In's proceedings had been delayed 45 minutes because of a mix-up regarding the venue's published "door" time versus their announced "bands start" time. It certainly worked out in Bear in Heaven's favor, though, because there was a relatively sizable crowd gathered for the Brooklyn-facial-hair-sporting four-piece, whose sound was something like a less compelling version of Yeasayer.
Thursdays ("Little Fridays") can be rough nights to navigate for music-lovers, and doubly so during a festival. You want fun, entertainment, rock 'n' roll and good times, but you have to work tomorrow! What is one to do? Fuck it, that's what.
By the time we got to Cannery Row on Thursday we were well on our way to wasted after an excellent VIP party featuring free booze, mind-blowing ribs from Jimmy Carl's Lunch Box and the smooth soul sounds of local up-and-comer William Davenport. It was a seriously boss party, even if they were sorta skimpin' on the vodka.
well fuck you anon! Go and Catch fire!
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