Category Archives: Music Stuff

The Dungeon of Rock

It’s the height of irony that the worst NYC clubs for live music tend to be the ones owned by musicians. Snitch (which was owned by Scott Wieland until it mercifully closed down) was the worst–the gear never worked, the sound guys were punks, the drinks were expensive and served in plastic cups, our guitar player almost got in a fight with the booking manager–it was a crap shoot at the end of the night to see who would hate the venue more, the band or the fans.

We played at The National Underground last night, owned by Gavin DeGraw, and it was another dud venue. Tiny little cave at the bottom of a flight of stairs–if there had been a musty couch, an Xbox, and a washing machine it could be your friend’s creepy basement.

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Meet the new band! On Thursday night!

Very excited to “announce” my new band, Shakedown at the Majestic. Those who knew me in college might remember the band as Fat Elvis…same guitar player/singer (Chris Vermillion), same bassist (me), but we swapped out my brother on drums for a crazed percussive animal named Taylor.

Chris called me about a month ago asking if I’d replace their outgoing bassist, and how could I say no? He’s a fantastic songwriter–fun tunes that are a little pop, a little surf rock, a little doo-wop, a little ska, a little british invasion, and just a hint of late-70s punk. And the best thing about his songs is they make that blend of genres feel entirely natural (if hard to describe). Get a taste at our MySpace page…I recommend starting with “Run for Your Life.” If you don’t like that tune, you probably don’t like music, or maybe your heart is dead or something. You should get it checked out.

And BTW, it’s totally inconceivable that MySpace STILL doesn’t let you embed tracks from its player. Ridiculous.

Anyway, my first show with Shakedown at the Majestic was at a street fair on Saturday (photo above), and we’ve got another show Thursday night on the Lower East Side. R Bar, 9PM. Come on out, it’ll be fun!

P.S. — I’ll be editing some video from Saturday’s show, and I’ll post it here and on YouTube when it’s ready. Unless it sucks.

P.P.S. — If you’re wondering about Mere, our showcase at CMJ in October will almost certainly turn out to have been our last show. The guitarist and songwriter just moved to Georgia, the singer’s got his big TV moment (he’s in The Pacific), and our wives all had babies at the same time. So the story of Mere ends happily, I think. And our commercial is still airing during NBA games (which never seem to end).

P.P.P.S. — If you’re wondering about The Sabre Rattlers, we’re on summer hiatus while our fiddle player is out of town. But I got to join Mark for a quick set at the street fair on Saturday. It was good times…we played several songs for the first time up on stage. That’s how real folk music is made–if you know all the lyrics, it ain’t real folk music!

Guitars on Film

Musicians, you gotta check out “It Might Get Loud,” a documentary featuring Jimmy Page, The Edge, and Jack White. Amazing movie about the history of the electric guitar, and the influences that shaped these great guitar players. They all tell their stories, and get in a room for chatting/jamming.

The interesting thing is that, to my ear, each of them kind of rose to prominence in defiance of the others. Early U2 was definitely a statement against the kind of gunslinging guitar playing that Led Zeppelin popularized (and which evolved into metal and prog-rock–an alternate reality to what U2 was doing).

The White Stripes were of course a statement against slick studio sounds and tightly crafted songs (of the sort that U2 had perfected in the late 80s and is still making today). Jack White seems to approach music as if the past 60 years of music history never happened. And, of course, Meg White drummed like the past 6,000 years of human history never happened.

Anyway, the stories and ideas of the three different guitar players are interspersed throughout the movie and make for a very compelling hour and forty minutes. They all pull out their first guitars, show some of the tweaks they’ve made to guitar bodies and electronics, and play some old demo tracks of their popular songs. And it’s fun to see Jimmy Page wail on a teardrop A-style mandolin.

Mere Live Video from CMJ

Two items of good news from the band front:

1. Mere has been named Stereofame’s Artist of the Month! Big thanks to Stereofame and the SF community, which has been a huge supporter of Mere for a while now. Which brings us to…

2. The live video from Stereofame’s CMJ showcase is now online at Stereofame and embedded below. Great video and sound quality, fun crowd, and Dwight’s voice sounded AMAZING.  Only bummer is that I was hollering my lungs out on background vocals, but got lost in the mix–but perhaps that’s for the best. Anyway the video includes a Mere interview with Fuse TV’s Allison Hagendorf, followed by “You & I” and “Anything at All.”

Mere Thoughts and Pics

Wow, three weeks later, I guess I should post the photos from the Mere show at CMJ. It was a great show at Ace of Clubs–sound quality was terrific, maybe the best-sounding show we’ve played. Funny story about the venue: The last show we played at Ace of Clubs was three years ago…and the room was literally empty except the bartender and two lovely ladies (Dwight’s and Brett’s wives). We were headlining at Maxwell’s the next night, and wanted our fans to go to that show, so we didn’t publicize our Ace of Clubs show very much. The booker was (rightfully) furious, so of course we burned that bridge and thought we’d never play there again. It was fun to go back and play to a packed house.

Sidenote: The other club we’ve been banned from is Snitch, because Brett almost got in a fight with the booker a couple years ago. But that was fine; we played several shows there and the sound guys were horrible, and on any given night, half their amps were blown out and one of their mics wouldn’t work (or something). Plus their drink prices are ridiculous, so our fans didn’t like the club any more than we do.

Anyway, the CMJ show a few weeks ago was my second Mere gig on the drums. I played for years when I was a kid–even dropped out of college for a semester to play drums in a rap-metal band in Portland–but I loved playing bass with Mere. Drummers are stuck sitting down during shows, and playing drums requires concentration (and playing drums and singing takes practice). Let’s be real: bass guitar is the easiest instrument in the world. I could play my bass, sing some backup vocals, and have plenty of brain power left over to enjoy the show and feel the energy.

But once in a while, it’s fun to sit at the kit and bang on some cymbals. Brett, the rhythm guitar player, took over on bass, and we were lucky enough to get erstwhile Mere singer/songwriter Christian Brucculeri back into the lineup on rhythm guitar and vocals. He even sang lead on Try, which is my #1 favorite Mere song, and is probably in my top 10 favorite songs. Christian wrote several great Mere tracks like Anything At All and Falling. Great singer and great songwriter, as is Dwight, so having them both onstage was great.

And now, for some pictures (courtesy of my buddy Daniel Parker):

Check Out Mere at CMJ

Mere Video Shoot

How exciting is this: my band Mere is rocking the CMJ Music Marathon in NYC in a few weeks!! We played SXSW last March, and now we’re playing CMJ! As indie music festivals go, those are the two big ones, so it’s a real treat to play them both.

Obviously, once the CMJ folks see how much enthusiasm I’ve expressed over the gig, and my use of the word “treat,” they’ll probably rescind their offer in favor of some Brooklyn band with a theremin, but just in case they don’t, here are some details. The show is Friday, Oct. 23rd at Ace of Clubs, and we’ll be taking the stage around 10:45 pm. And I’ll be playing the drums for this show,  with Rock Reilly on the bass, and the brilliant Christian Bruculleri playing rhythm guitar and singing some backup vox. I think Mere fans will really like the new configuration, so if you’re in NYC, come on out and have fun with us. (We’re way more fun than that theremin band)

More Blogs! We Need More Blogs! (Pt. 2)

Certain harrowing thrills never go away. The moment before my band strikes into our opening song, we all look at each other and nod that we’re ready, and it’s quite a rush (when you play in small clubs, you never REALLY know how that first note is going to sound–it usually sounds horrendous).

I get a similar rush of adrenaline every time I post something to PCMag or AppScout. I’ve posted hundreds of stories to those sites, but there’s still that little bit of fear that maybe I just wrote a piece of total crap that everyone’s going to call me out on.

It’s not the random hate-spewing trolls that have me worried. Everyone who ever creates anything online has to deal with those morons, and they’re easy to ignore. No, I worry about the commenters who might read my article and find either factual errors or glaring flaws in my reasoning. Luckily, that’s only really happened once that I can think of off-hand (it was a doozy though).

Much more terrifying than writing for tech publications is blogging for By Common Consent, a blog frequented by friendly but crazy-smart mormon lawyers, historians, and scholars.

Even scarier than that is a new gig I got through my friend Jeff–writing album reviews for PrettyMuchAmazing.com. Tell you what, reviewing cameras and music players is NOTHING compared to reviewing a collection of music. There are no objective lists of specs and features to fall back on, no quantifiable performance stats, just a bunch of notes and words. You have to decide whether you like those notes and words, and then be ready to defend yourself against the inevitable horde of fans or haterz who think the album is amazing/awful–the only thing they’ll ever agree on is that you’re full of crap.

As I told Jeff this week, music criticism is a terrifying hobby.

In any case, it’s one I’ve just recently picked up: My first review for Pretty Much Amazing went live tonight, a review of White Denim’s new album “Fits.” White Denim is one of those polarizing bands that people seem to either love or hate, so I guess we’ll see which crowd comes out in greater numbers in the PMA comments.

Baby Playtime Redux

So apparently instead of collecting all those baby songs into a GrooveShark playlist to embed on my blog, I could have just embedded the iTunes playlist in the form of an iMix. GrooveShark’s module looks a lot better and is customizable, but it took a while to build those lists. Anyway, here’s our Baby Playtime mix again, which you can now buy on iTunes.

Baby’s Playtime Playlist

This playlist is a happy jam. Going over our iTunes catalog the other day, much of it seems targeted at the under-5 ankle-biting set, so this list wasn’t tough to assemble.

I love every song here, but the hidden gems are Blur’s “When the Cows Come Home,” Flogging Molly’s “The Wanderlust,” Frightened Rabbit’s “Old Old Fashioned,” everything by I’m From Barcelona and Mates of State, The Shins’ “Australia,” “M79″ by Vampire Weekend, and “My Sweet One” by Phish. Awesome tunes; I hope the kid loves them as much as I do. And I hope she can dance!

If you’ve got kids, feel free to do some focus group testing, or recommend kid jams of your own.

Baby’s Bedtime Playlist

Our Fourth of July was great this year. We went downtown to Battery Park with some friends for a free Jenny Lewis/Connor Oberst concert (Corinne and I are Jenny Lewis fans).

It was as good an afternoon as one could hope for—hanging out on a blanket in the park with the tall Wall St. buildings on one side and the Hudson River and Statue of Liberty on the other. And there’s no better way to nap in the park than to doze off to Connor Oberst’s singing. I’m not a huge fan of his, but if I were hiring someone to sing my wife and I to sleep every night, he’d be on the shortlist of candidates.

Anyway, that reminded me to make a sleep-time playlist for the baby before she gets here in the next few weeks. Like every music-loving parent, Corinne and I can’t wait to have someone new in the house to enjoy music with.

So here’s the first of many baby-centric playlists: The Bedtime Mix.

The Sleeptime All-Stars in my book are Hem and Norah Jones—any tune off of “Rabbit Songs” or “Feels Like Home” is going to be a good one, and Norah’s side project, The Little Willies, have some good ones too. Corinne will probably add some Innocence Mission, Kings of Convenience, Sun Kill Moon, and more Iron and Wine, but I don’t really know those bands that well.

Anyway, enough talk. Have a listen, and let me know if you have any suggestions of your own!