November 21, 2011
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Empty Gazes, United by Fear

I did lots of adventurous rabbitholing this weekend involving Anais Nin, Henry Miller, Nazi Germany and Courtney Love (again). They led me to this interesting and sort of remarkable curiosity, a cover of Pearl Jam’s “rearviewmirror” by semi-obscure band The Frogs.

I discovered this song by a series of turns beginning with my failed attempt to watch the Love-starring Straight to Hell, which led to looking up recent stories on Courtney (including the video of Courtney’s latest crazy onstage meltdown), and finally a video clip from the mid 90s where she describes going into the studio with Billy Corgan and a band he loves called The Frogs. I remembered hearing about them because one of their members toured with Smashing Pumpkins as keyboardist after Jonathan Melvoin died and I’d heard bits and pieces about them before.

I then started reading about the Frogs, who despite remaining relatively obscure throughout their career, seemed to be something of a “band’s band,” forming relationships with the giant 90s trio of Nirvana, Smashing Pumpkins and Pearl Jam. With the latter, this relationship was most interestingly (and oddly) cemented by Eddie Vedder deciding to include the Frog’s cover of “rearviewmirror” as the b-side to the “Immortality” single.

I don’t really care much about Pearl Jam in 2011 (though I’ve oddly listened to them more this year than in years past), but this cover is pretty awesome and injects a bit of calm and subtlety into a melodramatic song that, like much of Eddie Vedder’s writing, demands bombast. It also makes another case for Pearl Jam’s music potentialy sounding more compelling with, sad to say, a vocalist who doesn’t sing quite so, ahem, distinctly (ie, with the cheesily injected bombast of a mediocre rock opera singer).

November 19, 2011
Straight to Hell

Courtney Love in Alex Cox’s cult film Straight to Hell, yet another example of demonstrating why music stars aren’t typically good actors. Also starring Joe Strummer, Shane MacGowan and Elvis Costello. Definitely one of the worst films I’ve seen.

A far place for Courtney from recent times.

November 17, 2011
Nightmarish Deprarium
jess: last night i had actual editing nightmares ALL NIGHT
jess: that bled into reality when i woke up
jess: boyfriend had given me a pamphlet to edit, apparently
jess: and so any time i woke up i'd be like, "i can't believe this bastard gave me all this work and he's just sleeping"
jess: i was like genuinely pissed
JeffreyBeaumont: haahahahahahaha :-)
jess: but now, as a result, i am exhausted!
JeffreyBeaumont: i have a very deprarious reason why i am tired
JeffreyBeaumont: that i'm legitimately embarrassed to admit
JeffreyBeaumont: this is some serious rabbithole buillshit
jess: why are you legitimately embarrassed to admit it?
JeffreyBeaumont: well... it involved some serious internet rabbitholing and video games over MANY hours regarding, wait for it....
JeffreyBeaumont: ...MAGIC THE GATHERING
jess: hahahahahahaahahahahahahahaha
jess: WHAT
jess: amazing
JeffreyBeaumont: completely entirely totally not a joke
jess: hahahah
TIME PASSES:
TIME PASSES:
JeffreyBeaumont: so, did you finish editing shiva's shit?
jess: his imaginary shit?
JeffreyBeaumont: yes
jess: um, yes
jess: ha
jess: because it didn't exist
jess: so that helped
JeffreyBeaumont: wait
jess: i meant literal nightmares
jess: like, i was asleep
JeffreyBeaumont: ohhhhhhhh
JeffreyBeaumont: i thought you meant like the work was a nightmare
JeffreyBeaumont: hahahahahahahahahahaha
jess: ha, no. the actual editing i was doing had nothing to do with boyfriend, and is over
November 17, 2011
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I WANT IT ALL, I JUST CAN’T FIGURE OUT…

A little song for OWS.

This Real Estate cover of the Strokes’ classic “Barely Legal” is breathtaking and after I downloaded and ignored it months ago, it’s lately taken ahold of my brain. The slow, shimmering, building brains bash is too much and elegant in a way that you would never describe.

[I had a funny facepalm moment writing this as I googled the term “barely legal” looking to find an image for this past…. yeah.]

DOWNLOAD: Real Estate, “Barely Legal” (Strokes cover)

I didn’t take no shortcuts
I spent the money that I saved up
Oh, Momma running out of luck
Like my sister, don’t give a fuck

I wanna steal your innocence
To me, my life, it don’t make sense
Those strange manners, I loved ‘em so
“Why won’t you wear your new trench coat?”

I should’ve worked much harder
I should’ve just not bothered
I never show up on weekdays
Something that you learned yesterday

“Drive you to work; you’ll be on time
These little problems they’re not yours and mine,”
“Come on and listen to what I say
I’ve got some secrets that’ll make you stay”

I just want to turn you down
I just want to turn you around
Oh, you ain’t never had nothin’ I wanted, but…
I want it all
I just can’t figure out…
Nothing

And all together it went well
We made pretend we were best friends
Then she said, “Oh, you’re a freak”
“They ordered me to make mistakes”
Together again, like the beginning
It all works somehow in the end
The things we did, the things you hide
For the record it’s between you and I

Oh, I didn’t take no shortcuts
I spent the money that I saved up
Oh, Momma running out of luck
Like my sister, don’t give a fuck

I wanna steal your innocence
To me my life, it just don’t make any sense
Those strange manners, I loved ‘em so
“Why won’t you wear your new trench coat?”

I just want to misbehave
I just want to be your slave
Oh, you ain’t never had nothing I wanted, but…
I want it all
I just can’t figure out…
Nothin’

And all together it went well
We made pretend we were best friends
Then she said, “Oh, I can wait”
They ordered me to make mistakes
Together again like the beginning
It all works somehow in the end
The things we did, the things you hide
And for the record, it’s between you and I

November 16, 2011
Oh, Winona

I’m awake at 1am on a weeknight, eating ramen and trying to feel alive, and it’s lead me to a late night showing of Bram Stoker’s Dracula.

After initially marveling at the magical terribleness of Keanu Reeves’s Cali-“British” accent, I was reminded that this film also features that great master of the English tongue, Winona. The fact that both of these two were placed in a film as English people in the 19th century is amazing, and contributes to an almost surreally This-Is-A-Joke-Right? character carried by the film that is also nearly awesome.

I was also struck though by how beautiful Winona was. She was, in 1992, something magical, a fact that hasn’t traveled as tastes have changed and her career disintegrated. But for a few years, there was no one like her.

November 7, 2011
Ludwig and I

I have sort of specifically never given much of a shit about philosophy or philosophers before, but I do like a photo that can make me feel alive.

In poking through my iTunes for some late night time experimental electronic tunages, I discovered the Matmos Rose Has Teeth In The Mouth of a Beast record, all songs on which are “dedicated” to a certain famous-not-famous queer person. I recognized most of the names (including Valerie Solanas, William S Burroughs, Darby Crash), but not the dedicatee of the first track, ”Roses and Teeth for Ludwig Wittgenstein”.

From here I rabbit-holed on Wittgenstein—not a German king as I suspected but in fact a Jewish early 20th C philosopher—and, voila, discovered the striking image above. I’m not entirely sure what it is, but this photo blows me away in both Wittgenstein’s strikingly-attractive, ultra-modern proto-hipster look and in the way the photographer managed to capture him so perfectly and non-Germanly looking into the camera, as if he’s talking to you about his work (while knowing you aren’t getting it, though you should). Really fucking amazing, this photo.

As an aside, I’ve now listened to this whole Matmos record too and have been reminded of the challenging relationship I’ve had with these artists as a band that strikes a weird balance between “great, interesting, inspired!” and “pretentious, clinical, non-musical, boring”. The Ludwig track alas falls into the latter category but there are three great numbers listed below worth mentioning (in a feat remarkably appropriate for the man himself, the William Burroughs track manages to be both “interesting, inspired” and “pretentious, boring”):

The first is included for your aural review.

November 7, 2011
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I had a dream last night that I desperately needed to listen to the Wipers, and so while doing the old listen/read tonight I stumbled across this unexpected and totally-ripping Hole cover of the classic and heroically awesome Wipers song “Over the Edge”. Seriously, it’s great. Erlandson’s guitar rips, Courtney yips, and I smiled. 

After downloading, I was also reminded that I had live Hole covers of the Nirvana songs “Pennyroyal Tea,” “You Know You’re Right” and “Old Age” hanging out on my laptop. The latter two came from an unreleased Hole recording of MTV Unplugged and were unreleased as Nirvana songs until the mid 00s. All of which are also actually decent, and the “You Know You’re Right” is possibly better than the mediocre Nirvana version (which can’t be said for the atrocious cover of “Hungry Like the Wolf” also on the Unplugged session). 

 DOWNLOAD: “Over the Edge”, Hole, from Eight Songs for Greg Sage

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November 4, 2011
Rottweiler the Best is now Geek Skull! Show Nov 10 at Brooklyn Fireproof

A little self-promotional rah-rah…

My band Geek Skull is playing an awesome garage-punk show THIS THURSDAY Nov 10 at Brooklyn Fireproof in Bushwick/E Williamsburg! 

3 really rad Wburg punk bands trying to keep the faith alive with loud, sloppy noise garbage.

— GEEK SKULL (formerly Rottweiler the Best)
http://Geekskull.bandcamp.com/

— DIPERS (of Shit Hawk Records)
http://shithawkpunks.blogspot.com/p/dipers.html

BAD VISIONS
http://badvisions.bandcamp.com/

Thursday, November 10, 9pmAt Brooklyn Fireproof 119 Ingraham Brooklyn, NY, 11237 off the Morgan L stop

and…

Rottweiler the Best video of “All Night Radio / Babe”:

Rottweiler the Best “All Night Radio / Babe” (2D) from keith on Vimeo.

November 3, 2011
"a friend told me today: ‘you will always feel mediocre unless you are being eaten alive’"

November 3, 2011
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To The Edge of the Earth and Back Again

I was reading on the internet somewhere tonight that Rachel’s—a desperately personal favorite of mine—are inspired by and play music somewhat derivative of Michael Nyman, and so I downloaded The Piano (which is apparently not the soundtrack but Nyman redoing many of the songs?) from Emusic… and definitely hear it. 

I can’t recall ever listening to any Nyman before (even though I know him and remember my parents having this soundtrack in their house). I do think pianist Rachel Grimes of Rachel’s plays in a style that harkens to Nyman but I do think the band’s music overall is distinct and unique. But a track like “To the edge of the earth”… well, it really sounds remarkably like the Rachel’s.

This discovery of similarity feels like both a marvelous boon and a slightly depressing realization. While I love the Rachel’s and have always craved more of their tunes (six albums and none since 2003), I also am realizing I enjoyed thinking that there was something special about them that I couldn’t get from any other music… and so learning there is “more” out there is therefore bot great and a bummer, if you know what I mean.

That said, I think that in particular the last works of Rachel’s from ‘00-04—the Full On Night EP, Systems/Layers album and Technology is Killing Music suite—represent the point at which the band truly began to leave the “minimalist-inspired late 20thC ‘post-classical’ chamberists” bit and enter a realm entirely of their own. These recordings took the evocative mood musics of their 90s works and invigorated them with experimental recording techniques, samples and electronic accoutrements, in a way that no one else has really done before or since.

For this reason, I’ve always thought it odd that many people** seem to widely prefer Music for Egon Schiele of all Rachel’s records, which is curious because unlike all of the rest of their records, which are wide, full-band experiments, Egon Schiele is a straight piano-violin-cello trio record lacking in just about everything that makes them exciting to me except those preciously captured “mood moments”. Which are still…fine, but sans textural flavor definitely allow the “sounds like Michael Nyman” claims to stand up.

[** — Keep in mind that “many people” in the context of Rachel’s fans is pretty small]

LISTEN: Michael Nyman, “To the Edge of the Earth”, from The Piano

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