Autons-Who Do You Think You Are Kidding? [album]
Marshall Law [interview]
More to follow, check this post again for updates.
Monday, 24 November 2008
Tuesday, 18 November 2008
Why the greats never come...
I'm a man of many musical tastes, I attend a fair few gigs each year, but why do my top 5's never arrive on my shores often enough?
I've loved Pearl Jam ever since I bought a copy of 'Ten', but then the relationship soured when Vitalogy entered my CD rack, a musical divorce case seemed immanent. It took a year or so for me to realise that Vitalogy wasn't that bad an album, as the years went on and wisdom entered my mind I eventually realised that Pearl Jam were one of those rare bands who do actually mature, their style changes in a logical and not so...shit way like some others (SOAD, I'm looking at you). The band hadn't graced the UK properly since 2001 (Binaural tour), but one day my post-grunge boat came in. Reading Festival 2006, a day devoid of atmosphere. Sure, Slayer and Mastodon were fun to see live (again) but there was unique feeling in the air, had people really paid £180 for a weekend of this? It was only when Interstellar Overdrive was played over the PA system did the mundane sky look like an oil painting to me, being high on an experience is an odd and wonderful thing. For over an hour my head never once looked down to my watch. Walking away from the main area, I felt as I was in that specific stage of drunkenness where you know you're shit-faced but you don't care at all, the thoughts tomorrow morning are far beyond distant and every step you take feels as if you are walking on soft sand (despite the ground being rock solid and soiled with litter). The night's set list was covered in amazing songs, including the highly desired 'Sad', but the only words that really stuck with me that night involved Mr Vedder apologising over and over again about how the band didn't deserve the orgasmic reception they were receiving because they hadn't been to the UK in a stupidly long time. A promise was made, Pearl Jam would return to English soil before the end of the next year. 'I'll fucking be there' was the exact thought that went through head at that very point.
2007 came and a single date at Wembley arena was announced... a single fucking date?! Goddamn it! Goddamn everything to hell! Oh whats that? Not only will tickets be extortionate because it's a London arena, but the entire standing area will be reserved exclusively for Ten Club (fan club) members. I've bought every single Pearl Jam studio album, I've bought every (non-bootleg) live album, I own all the DVDs. Why do I need to pay an annual fee to prove I'm a fan?
I'm pretty sure you can see where this rant is going. The fact is Pearl Jam tour their little country all the goddamn time. Eddie (Vedder) even does solo tours there, but what does the UK get? Nothing, goddamn nothing.
All I can hope for now is that Eddie and co like to google themselves and somehow stumble across this tiny smear of a blog on that giant boot that is the Internet. If Lady Luck takes a break from kicking me in the balls and decides to smile upon me for once I'd like an all access pass and support from Neil Young.
Thus ends one of probably many rants on this subject, Devin Townsend and Akercocke are bound to pop up at some point. But hey, if the Internet wasn't built for anti-socialites to project their opinions on everyone else, what was it built for? (apart than porn)
I've loved Pearl Jam ever since I bought a copy of 'Ten', but then the relationship soured when Vitalogy entered my CD rack, a musical divorce case seemed immanent. It took a year or so for me to realise that Vitalogy wasn't that bad an album, as the years went on and wisdom entered my mind I eventually realised that Pearl Jam were one of those rare bands who do actually mature, their style changes in a logical and not so...shit way like some others (SOAD, I'm looking at you). The band hadn't graced the UK properly since 2001 (Binaural tour), but one day my post-grunge boat came in. Reading Festival 2006, a day devoid of atmosphere. Sure, Slayer and Mastodon were fun to see live (again) but there was unique feeling in the air, had people really paid £180 for a weekend of this? It was only when Interstellar Overdrive was played over the PA system did the mundane sky look like an oil painting to me, being high on an experience is an odd and wonderful thing. For over an hour my head never once looked down to my watch. Walking away from the main area, I felt as I was in that specific stage of drunkenness where you know you're shit-faced but you don't care at all, the thoughts tomorrow morning are far beyond distant and every step you take feels as if you are walking on soft sand (despite the ground being rock solid and soiled with litter). The night's set list was covered in amazing songs, including the highly desired 'Sad', but the only words that really stuck with me that night involved Mr Vedder apologising over and over again about how the band didn't deserve the orgasmic reception they were receiving because they hadn't been to the UK in a stupidly long time. A promise was made, Pearl Jam would return to English soil before the end of the next year. 'I'll fucking be there' was the exact thought that went through head at that very point.
2007 came and a single date at Wembley arena was announced... a single fucking date?! Goddamn it! Goddamn everything to hell! Oh whats that? Not only will tickets be extortionate because it's a London arena, but the entire standing area will be reserved exclusively for Ten Club (fan club) members. I've bought every single Pearl Jam studio album, I've bought every (non-bootleg) live album, I own all the DVDs. Why do I need to pay an annual fee to prove I'm a fan?
I'm pretty sure you can see where this rant is going. The fact is Pearl Jam tour their little country all the goddamn time. Eddie (Vedder) even does solo tours there, but what does the UK get? Nothing, goddamn nothing.
All I can hope for now is that Eddie and co like to google themselves and somehow stumble across this tiny smear of a blog on that giant boot that is the Internet. If Lady Luck takes a break from kicking me in the balls and decides to smile upon me for once I'd like an all access pass and support from Neil Young.
Thus ends one of probably many rants on this subject, Devin Townsend and Akercocke are bound to pop up at some point. But hey, if the Internet wasn't built for anti-socialites to project their opinions on everyone else, what was it built for? (apart than porn)
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Wednesday 13 Halloween gig + pictures!
Days of Ruin EP review
Ghostfire EP review
Wednesday 13 Halloween gig + pictures!
Days of Ruin EP review
Ghostfire EP review
Sunday, 16 November 2008
Tuesday, 11 November 2008
Thursday, 6 November 2008
Live CD/DVD reviews
Coming soon...
Wednesday 13-F**k it, we'll do it live
Twisted Sister-Live at the Astoria Theatre
Wednesday 13-F**k it, we'll do it live
Twisted Sister-Live at the Astoria Theatre
When God closes a door, he opens a phone line
There will be no Flogging Molly (Eastpak Antidote Tour) review due to...complications that were beyond my control.
Fear not! I won't be leaving you with one less item to read! For I will be involved in a phone-in interview with Marshall Law! (http://www.marshalllaw.co.uk/) If you haven't heard of these chaps and you like power metal (not too OTT) and bands like Iced Earth then you should have a gander.
I'll post more details regarding the interview when more details are revealed to me.
Fear not! I won't be leaving you with one less item to read! For I will be involved in a phone-in interview with Marshall Law! (http://www.marshalllaw.co.uk/) If you haven't heard of these chaps and you like power metal (not too OTT) and bands like Iced Earth then you should have a gander.
I'll post more details regarding the interview when more details are revealed to me.
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