Weekend Music (and spoken word)
The weekend starts with the Holmes Brothers, two actual brothers named Holmes and a friend from Christchurch, Va, who surfaced about 15 years ago, when they talked about the hypocrisy of playing greasy blues on a Saturday night, then righteous gospel on a Sunday. Shouldn't their music be a combination of the two? Which is just what their 1989 debut on Rounder Record was. Who knows what they make on a Friday night? Find out at the Sellersville Theatre 1894.
William Blake once said famously of John Milton's Paradise Lost that by being a true poet, Milton was obviously of the devil's party. A fine line, but can you dance to it? Yes. Milton and the Devil's Party is also a West Chester-based rock band founded by... wait for it... two English professors and a former student. Behold Milton and the Devil's Party, at World Cafe Live Saturday for an all-ages show. Professors Daniel Robinson and Mark Graybill met while nailing down their doctorates at the University of South Carolina, then wound up together again at Widener University, where guitarist Pat Manley was studying. They give away samples on their myspace page. Redolent of early Elvis C. Musician Resource Kitchen reviews their CD here.
Attention must be paid to Lansing-Dreiden if only because a sublime music blog called Motel de Moka likes them. The blog picks a portentous piece of work called "Dividing Island" to close out a moody post. You can listen to a bunch of their stuff here. Silence is a Rhythm Too gives up the background on L-D, which are Miami-rooted multi-media types that have been transplanted to NYC, where they're thriving. As you might guess, their Web site is a trip. The video to A Line You Can Cross conjures Frankie Goes to Hollywood. They show up Saturday at Transit with !!!, which if you pronounce properly will send them back to their planet.
Cat Power and the Memphis Rhythm Band come to the TLA Sunday. That's Atlanta-reared Chan Marshall, backed by such luminaries as Teenie Hodges, the guitarist who had a hand in some of Al Green's greatest songs. She's notoriously volatile in concert. Brilliant, then bizarre. The Boston Phoenix just caught her on one of those brilliant nights. But I can't figure out what bothered Magnet about her newest CD, The Greatest. I thought she picked the right title. It's gorgeous. Drop it into the carousel with Dusty in Memphis and hit shuffle. The video of "Living Proof" on her site will tell you if the singer is your style. I didn't know until I found her myspace page that she was 102 years old.
Sunday night you can see singer/picker Chris Smither Under the Stars in Upper Merion. He offers monthly downloads at his site, and up now is "In the Shade of the Old Apple Tree," recorded live in 1971 at the Moon in Virgo Coffeehouse in Boston. It's the voice of a young Smither - I'm more accustomed to the wizened sound of his pipes around the time of 1999's excellent Drive You Home Again, and on his site you can hear a bit of "No Love Today" from that CD here. Might even be worth installing RealAudio for it.
Also Sunday night comedian Steven Wright excites the Keswick. His Web site offers many treats, including some of his less-known book titles:
well, i've discovered all sorts of dreamy music through your site. sigur ros. mogwai. etc... it has also helped me with my spanish.
Thank you Dan for previewing our show this Saturday night! Come on out blinq readers! We will rock you! Dan from Milton and the Devils Party
so perfessor -- what, in your expert opinion, are the worst rock lyrics of all time.
Well, Sting's lyrics are pretty awful. I mean, there are lots of just bland, mediocre weak lyrics. But you just can't beat pretentious crud such as "And when their eloquence escapes me, their logic ties me up and rapes me"; "You consider me the young apprentice, caught between the Scylla and Charbedes [I suppose he means Charybdis]"; the whole of "Russians," "Walking in Your Footsteps," "Secret Journey"--oh there's so much more!!! As I like to say, A GROWN MAN WROTE THOSE LYRICS! But, to be honest, he was my idol and I still love the way he and Stewart played together (I'm also a bassist-lead singer). I love to make fun of Mellencamp's "And though I cannot forget FROM WHERE it is that I COME FROM." And I swear McCartney sings "IN this ever changing world IN WHICH we live IN." But I could be mistaken. Ah, the prepositions of rock. :-)
No time for music . . . let's watch some futbol!
we'll get to deutscheland-costa rica in a moment, but i'm still in shock after reading the lyrics to "A Horse With No Name."
Isn't it awful when you realize the lyrics you'd imagined are better than what the lyrics turn out to be? Trust me, never look up ANY R.E.M. lyrics!
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