I’m a little embarassed at how much I like this. They manage to make “Stayin’ Alive” sound like AC/DC wrote it. Per the MySpace page: “Audiences today are craving a metal Bee Gees experience more than ever, and Tragedy delivers.”
The Jesus Lizard’s interview on the NPR’s Sound Opinions begins airing today. We did an interview with hosts Greg Kot and Jim DeRogatis and recorded three songs in the WBEZ studios. The podcast will be available on August 24 from the Sound Opinions web site and the iTunes store.
“Sycamore,” the first album by David Daniell and Doug McComb, is officially released today. I got an advance copy a couple of weeks ago and have been listening nonstop. It’s that kind of abstract instrumental music that creeps into you so you hear different things ever time you listen.
The CD and vinyl versions are each limited to 1,000 copies, so don’t dillydally on this, okay?
I have a feeling this is going to be very, very cool. Experimental composer Rhys Chatham will be at the Damrosch Park Bandshell at the Lincoln Center this Saturday, August 8, for the U.S. premiere of “A Crimson Grail,” his piece for 200 guitars and 16 basses. The show starts at 7:30 PM and is free to the public. I’ll be there with my white shirt and new amp. 216 electric guitars and basses, people! You need to hear this!
Chatham tried to perform this piece last year, but it was rained out. This year they will have a tent and better electrical infrastructure. “A Crimson Grail” has only been performed one other time, in 2005, a 400-guitar version at the Sacre Coeur Basilica in Paris. The piece that will be played Saturday has been reduced in size and revised for outdoor acoustics.
I saw the Jesus Lizard at least five times between the ages of 15-20, and my opinion (previously chronicled in Hit it or Quit it issues #3 and #4) still stands: a killer rhythm section and Yow furiously tugging on his own penis do not make for the best show I have ever seen. Not even top 50. I remember enjoying Rollins Band shows more than JL. The last time I saw JL, Tanner opened and were better. So, no, their reunion is not the highlight of my summer.
So, you’re saying we have a killer rhythm section, right? Cool. I think I missed that in my careful study of HIOQI issues #3 and #4. See ya at Fucked Up!
(hat tip: flux-rad, for the link, and for the slightly incoherent props for “refusing neo-classical economic models of sustenance.” Hell, yeah, we did! Jeez, Louise.)
The cover has been revealed for the next book by Dan Brown, the author of “The Da Vinci Code,” a somewhat popular conspiracy thriller you might have heard of a while back.
This takes me back to Geoffrey Pullum’s hilarious posts in Language Log about how painful reading Brown’s prose can be:
Well, actually, there is someone else around, but we only learn that three paragraphs down, after “a thundering iron gate” has fallen (by the way, it’s the fall that makes a thundering noise: there’s no such thing as a thundering gate). “The curator” (his profession is now named a second time in case you missed it) “…crawled out from under the canvas and scanned the cavernous space for someplace to hide” (the colloquial American “someplace” seems very odd here as compared with standard “somewhere”). Then:
Only fifteen feet away, outside the sealed gate, the mountainous silhouette of his attacker stared through the iron bars. He was broad and tall, with ghost-pale skin and thinning white hair. His irises were pink with dark red pupils.
On his hands and knees, the curator froze, turning his head slowly.
A voice spoke, chillingly close. “Do not move.”
Just count the infelicities here. A voice doesn’t speak —a person speaks; a voice is what a person speaks with. “Chillingly close” would be right in your ear, whereas this voice is fifteen feet away behind the thundering gate. The curator (do we really need to be told his profession a third time?) cannot slowly turn his head if he has frozen; freezing (as a voluntary human action) means temporarily ceasing all muscular movements. And crucially, a silhouette does not stare! A silhouette is a shadow. If Saunière can see the man’s pale skin, thinning hair, iris color, and red pupils (all at fifteen feet), the man cannot possibly be in silhouette.
Brown’s writing is not just bad; it is staggeringly, clumsily, thoughtlessly, almost ingeniously bad. In some passages scarcely a word or phrase seems to have been carefully selected or compared with alternatives.
The entire post is here, and it has a list of other Language Log posts about Brown’s writing at the bottom:
Touch & Go Records is going to reissue the Pure EP and the albums Head, Goat, Liar, and Down on September 22, 2009. These records have been remastered and sound noticeably better than the original releases. All of the albums will include songs from the 7″ singles and other rarities as bonus tracks. Here are the track listings:
Pure EP (comes with Head CD or available as a separate vinyl EP):
3. “The Art of Self-Defense”
4. “Slave Ship”
10. “Dancing Naked Ladies”
11. “Wheelchair Epidemic” *
12. “Dancing Naked Ladies” (single version) *
13. “Gladiator” (Insipid Record 7″) *
14. “Boilermaker” (Insipid Record 7″) *
1. “Fly on the Wall”
3. “Countless Backs of Sad Losers”
4. “Queen for a Day”
5. “The Associate”
6. “Destroy Before Reading”
7. “Low Rider”
8. “50¢ ”
9. “American BB”
13. “The Best Parts”
14. “White Hole” *
15. “Glamorous” *
16. “Deaf as a Bat” *
17. “Panic in Cicero” (Clerks soundtrack) *