Thursday, June 24, 2004


OK, I guess that's what my posts are usually about, but my visit to the neighborhood Borders today has filled me with the spirit. So here comes a bunch of musical thoughts and ideas, prepare for the onslaught!!!

1. Jimmy Smith-Rockin' the Boat (1963)

I saw this one at the store today for the first time, because the "Blue Note RVG-atron 9000" is running all hours of the day and night crankin out new classic jazz albums from 1963. Don't ask me where they find it all. I liked the personnel listing on this one, because tracks #2,3 and 6 feature Big John Patton on...tambourine! That's hilarious to me, because John Patton is an awesome organist and that's what he's known for. Maybe he's tremendous on the tambourine too, but it's just funny to me that he's sitting in on a Jimmy Smith session playing background percussion.

2. All-Time Quarterback (self-titled) (1999)

I realized in the store today that Ben Gibbard ranks pretty damn high in my book. He's the lead singer for Death Cab for Cutie and the Postal Service. I'm not a big DCC fan, but that Postal Service album is pretty hot. Then I saw it sitting there, his solo side project, All-Time Quarterback. What a fucking awesome name! It's like my whole damn childhood came flooding back just reading the title of the record! Hooray for Ben Gibbard! The audio samples on the DCC page are alright, but let's face it, it's the name that counts.

3. Quincy Jones and Bill Cosby-The Original Jam Sessions 1969

Hot damn! New compilation in stores now (and in my hands, sucka!) of rehearsals for the soundtrack to the Bill Cosby Show of 1969. Bill Cosby even scats along to "Hikky Burr," which should be pretty awesome. The bonus track is a Mix Master Mike remix of "Hikky Burr" (!!!!), which appears to hype up the July release of "Quincy Jones and Bill Cosby-The New Mixes, Vol. 1," also featuring mixes by Mario Caldato, Jr. and Cornershop, among others. OK, that might be overkill, but such is the current trend of getting together some awesome old music and remixing the fuck out of it, like Bird Up. At least Bill Cosby the master musician is getting his day in the sun.

4. Tuesday night at Cafe Bourbon Street was pretty crazy. I did not see Heroes of History, because they were going on third, the three of us (the A-TEAM!!!) were tired, and the second band sucked. But the first band, Dirty Johnny and the Makebelieves (the Heroes' friends from Athens, rocked it hard! The lead singer paid tribute to Taco John's a few times, which made my day. Hopefully they come back soon.

OK, that's enough, gotta go watch EuroTrip with the A-TEAM!!! Remember, Comfest all weekend and HUGE CRAZY MEGA-AWESOME FANTABULOUS CRUNKTASTIC MANNHAUS PARTY: ORIGINS OF ROCK!!!!! on Saturday night, 473 E. Weber. Be there or be square, beeeeeyotch!

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

Can't Sleep, so....

DODGEBALL rocked my ass (no homo) yesterday! Andy and I caught a matinee at the Arena Grand, and it was pretty damn sweet. This movie rules and is damn hilarious for many reasons, including: Dread Pirate Steve, Patches O'Houlihan, The Ocho, damn hilarity, that's about it. GO SEE IT!!! IT DEFEATED HARRY POTTER FOR A REASON!!!
Tomorrow night the goal is to catch your Heroes of History at Cafe Bourbon Street. If you want cheap rock, cheap beer, and cheap tacos, you know where to be!

OK, another random record review. I finally picked up Danger Mouse & Jemini's "Ghetto Pop Life" a while back, and listened to it yesterday. It's pretty good and definitely deserves its 2003 sleeper status. Sure, the reissue has a few remixes that don't add alot, but there's definitely plenty o' goodness here. My only real problem with the album is track #15, "I'ma DooMee (Love Letter)." It's set over this pretty, soothing track, with an R&B chorus, lulling you into submission while Jemini drops the science, which is, to paraphrase: "Girl, you're my only woman, but I'm a rapper, so when I'm on the road, I have to fuck. It's just how it is. These women love me and they wouldn't have it any other way. But you'll always be the only one for me." And, a direct quote, "You better keep your motherfuckin' legs closed, because I said so, or I'ma hafta let go, or treat you like you just another one of those hoes." Daaaaamn. What the hell is the point of shit like that? As a man, am I supposed to agree? "Hmmmm, being an awesome, sexy rapper must make him attractive to the ladies AND 'not the type to keep his nut on hold.' No two ways about that one, sir. His woman better be waiting in bed, having been completely faithful, upon his return, or she'll deserve the whuppin she gets"????? Biggest crock o' bullshit I've heard in an "underground" song for awhile. Sure, I probably missed some ig'nant stuff, but...damn.
OK, I think I'm starting to get sleepy. Maybe tomorrow pre-rock I'll do something about the turntable, maybe.

Saturday, June 19, 2004

What the Helen of Troy is that?

Whut up y'alls? Yes, I have returned triumphantly from Vegas. It was a good time. Sure, my cousin and I attended a conference on "How to Get Paid by Uncle Sam" (as in companies getting paid on their government contracts) which was pretty boring and not super-applicable to our company. Oh well, it was in Vegas, so boo hoo hoo. I didn't gamble much (my cousin lost about $70), and we didn't go out and cause too much trouble, but it was fun. Tuesday night we went to HipHopSite (see below) and then ate dinner at In 'n Out, which was pretty damn awesome. Friday afternoon we tried to find a taco/tequila joint called the Pink Taco in Vegas' Hard Rock Cafe, but my cousin didn't know where it was like he thought he did, and we ended up walking down most of the strip and back, about an hour and a half in near 100 degree heat. Boo, I really did want to see the Pink Taco, haha. Overall, my first trip to Vegas was pretty cool.

On Tuesday night, after getting checked into the hotel and everything, we took a taxi to the actual store site of HipHopSite, which was, as advertised, three rooms of wall-to-wall hip-hop. I got all nerded-out and wore the Digable Planets shirt I got in an HHS promotion, and told the guy at the register about how cool it was to be at their store and all. Super-nerd-gushing is one of my specialties. Anyway, since it was the release date for the new Beastie Boys album, "To the Five Boroughs," they were giving away bunches of posters and stickers with each purchase of the album, so of course I picked one up (along with a pile of other stuff, ha). I'm still in the middle of listening to it, but I think my two favorite things about it so far are the texturedly awesome artwork (including all the lyrics and funny "Editor's Notes" on the lyrics) and the lead single. Most of the beats are good (and MixMaster Mike's turntablism sure DON'T suck!), though not extra-original, but most of the rhymes are pretty simplistic. I know that's always been the Beastie Boys' style, so maybe it's just getting old, like alot of their cultural references. At this point, since the boys are still revered in pop culture and they put out albums so in-frequently, every album is an event. Just like "Intergalactic" six years ago (!!!), a new Beastie Boys single can definitely light up a summer for me, and "Ch-Check It Out" is no exception. And maybe being addicted to buying new BB albums isn't too bad, considering they've put out three actual albums in the last 10 years. But it would be nice to hear something a little more inspired (and less cheesy) than "To the Five Boroughs."

In other recently released albums, the new one from Antibalas, "Who is this America?", is pretty damn awesome. I've been a fan of these guys for a few years, but after listening to it once, I'm starting to think it might be my favorite one yet. As can be expected from any self-respecting NYC-based Afrobeat Orchestra in 2004, the record is rather political, but their cries are alot more inspiring than similar attempts by the Beasties. Sure, there are some damn long songs, but I think they're getting better at making actual songs and not just endless Afrojams. And as always, the thunderous horn section (including ass-kickin' Martin Perna on bari sax, UGHHHHHHH!!!!) does it for me. A song will chill out for a minute or two with a keyboard solo or a nice bass groove, then the horns bring back the PAIN and the FUNK is ON! Highly recommended, so go pick one up from their new label (and one of my favorite websites), Ropeadope.

OK, one more. I finally got around to buying and listening to the "Pretty Toney Album" from Ghostface, and it's pretty tasty. I don't know where I rank it personally with his other albums, but he definitely does the old "takin it back to the old school" thang better than our aforementioned Jewish friends (wow, this post is turning anti-Beastie Boys, sorry). The skits are a little much at times, but overall there's lots of funny/infectious jams. Another top album of 2004, I'm sure.
OK, it's time to cut off another monster post from your truly. I'm back in Columbus for a long time now, so in the words of Edan, "Let's Be Friends." Or friend-friends. Peace in da Middle East, yo!!!

Monday, June 14, 2004

"Clintonville's my home, what the fuck can I say?"

Hello fallows, what's crack-a-lack-ING??? To answer the demands of the fans in the last post, I'm all for getting the wheelzzz of steel ready to go for "Origins of Rock," June 26th at da Mannhaus, the craziest off-da-chain shindig the 'Ville ever did see. But with all the traveling and spending going on this month, I'm kinda short on money and time to get the left turntable back up to fighting condition. I'll see what I can get accomplished this weekend after I get back from VEGAS, but any offers of help would be greatly appreciated, so scroll all the way down and tell me what's up.

So today at 4 AM, Chops, Doug and I got back to Columbus from the Bonnaroo festival in Manchester, Tennessee (Doug proceeded to drive back to Cleveland from here, he's insane). Our second Bonnaroo adventure was a pretty damn good time. Of course, there were some serious shenanigans in the organization department, as this time it took us about 7 hours in line to get into the campground. But you'll have that. At least it gave us time to listen to the Envelope EP a few times in the car. Chops and I like it, Doug didn't seem to, so we proceeded to annoy him by singing the hook from "Love..." all weekend. The weather started out hot as hell like last year, but then we had some serious rain Saturday night and when the forecast (provided by our friendly neighbors) called for an even worse storm last night, we decided to pack up and get the hell out of Dodge. Since Doug got some good sunscreen this time, I don't think I really got burned anywhere, at least nothing like last year (as the tears well up). Other than the line and heat, the other main problem faced was the endurance of the human body. We did alot better than last year in seeing the bands we wanted to see, but when you go to bed around 3 or 4 and the sun/heat won't let you sleep past 8, you're gonna have problems. Oh well, what can you do? It was cool to see Margaret and her wild gang of old Wooster hippies, they're good folks. Otherwise, I met a few nice folks, got all my clothes pretty dirty, and overall survived like a champ. With that intro, I'll give a quick review of the bands I saw, in chronological order:

The Black Keys, our homestate boys from Akron, rocked it pretty hard. I was still gaining my rock strength, so I wasn't too into it, but the duo still kicked their garage-blues-rock HARD.
We tried to meet up with Margaret at the Wilco set on the main stage and failed. Doug and Chops weren't too into those guys, so we soon moved on to shadier pastures.
The North Mississippi AllStars Hill Country Review was pretty sweet, at least the part we saw. The heat was really bearing down, and we were unable to get under the tent, so we only took about 20 minutes before going back to the tent for a break. But the guys did have R.L. Burnside himself onstage for a bit, which was damn sweet.
After I took a nap, we did make it to see the end of Bob Dylan's set. Doug kept complaining about his old man vocals, but Chops and I thought he was pretty good. Now I can say I heard "Like a Rolling Stone" live.
We went back again and we ended up eating and hanging out with Margaret, so I missed the headlining show of Dave Matthews & Friends, boo hoo hoo. It was a good time for gathering strength, because the after-midnight sets were pretty hardcore. So Doug and Chops were down for the count Friday night, but I was ready to rock.
At midnight at Another Tent were the X-ecutioners. They were pretty damn cool, with some nice mixing and scratching. Definite party music. After their set, I was wandering around seeing if the other bands were any good, but none really caught my interest. But then I found the Dirty Dozen Brass Brand parading around the middle of the grounds...awesome. Loud, funky and in person. Soon I got back to Another Tent for the second DJ set of the night, this time from Danger Mouse. He had some very inventive mixes, with Air, Audio Two, and Suzanne Vega, amongst others, all getting friendly with each other. He also put music from "Amelie" over a hip-hop beat, pretty nice. Though I didn't hear him do any mixes from the Grey Album, he did put the bassline from White Stripes' "Seven Nation Army" on Jay-Z's "Encore," which was good enough. After he wrapped up, I retired to the tent for the night.

After getting a late start with cooking delays and overall fatigue, we finally made it over to the stages and caught a little bit of Grandaddy and Gomez wafting around. We met up with Margaret and crew to see the Del McCoury Band, some fine ol' timey bluegrass. Any band that does a song about a man who is set for life because he has two moonshine stumps is OK with me.
After that, we headed over to the main stage to see some Government Mule, but it was still a desolate wasteland over there, and hard to take. The Mule was good though.
Next up on the second stage (there were two huge "stages" and four smaller "tents") was My Morning Jacket. They were good, but were noticing the wind and clouds rolling in, so after catching a majority of that set, we headed back to the campsite. The storm definitely showed up, but our sturdy tent and tarp held up, minus one pole's brief failure. I weathered the whole thing with pride. After getting some grub together, we decided to venture back into the thick of things.
First we saw the Jazz Mandolin Project, who were pretty damn sweet. They rocked a cover of Zeppelin's "Goin to California" (made me think of Andy, awww) which segued into another Zeppelin tune which Chops and I couldn't name. They were killer.
Due to some rain-caused delays, we had some time to see another bluegrass legend, Doc Watson. More good ol-timey hits, and perseverance when the banjo player's string broke and I think the fiddle player started playing the remaining banjo strings or something crazy. Good either way.
But we had to pull ourselves away to get to the Galactic set on the second stage. And it's a good thing we did, because they killed it. Their guests included Krazno, guitarist from Soulive, and two horn players from Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra (wait for it...). There was another Zeppelin cover, this time "Whole Lotta Love." It was a muddy wonder, as some rain continued to fall. We then ventured back to the tent.
The rains came back, and we bunkered down instead of attempting to see the Dead. Unfortunately, I was worn out and fell asleep around 11, and was unable to wake up around 12 to see the late-night goodness, which pisses me off, but oh well. Chops and Doug tell me that Robert Randolph was insane, as was the Tokyo Ska late night set, and there was some other good stuff too.

We got going around noon, our earliest start yet, to see the second Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra set, this time on the second stage. They were probably my biggest Bonnaroo surprise (barely edging out Jazz Mandolin). It was a bunch of Japanese guys in matching white suits, and they kicked out some serious horn-driven, skankin jams. There were vocals on most songs, but they were in indecipherable "English," so they were mostly just funny. The bari sax player delivered a fine speech including wisdom like "Music closest thing to peace" and "We play very fast music, because it is the speed of life." Awesome, I love those guys.
Soon Chops and Doug were feeling pretty miserable and went back to the tent. I soldiered on and wandered by the Leftover Salmon set, but it wasn't too engaging. I also caught a few songs of Burning Spear at the muddy debacle of the main stage, but the slow reggae just wasn't doing it for me.
So I got to That Tent early to see the Bad Plus, just the ass-kickinest jazz piano trio out these days. Their set wasn't super-long, but they rocked it hard, and played covers including Aphex Twin's "Flim", Black Sabbath's "Ironman," and an encore of Blondie's "Heart of Glass." Unfortunately, I was waiting in vain for some new covers, as all those are on the two albums I own. Oh well, it was cool to see the covers live. And the guys were very appreciative of the love from the crowd, which was very cool.
After that, I meandered over to see some of the Cracker/Camper Van Beethoven set. It was cool to hear songs like "Eurotrash Girl" and their cover of the Kinks' "Victoria" live, but I don't think I heard any Camper Van B songs, I musta missed 'em. So I gathered my strength in preparation for AGP.
Chops met me at Another Tent to see the Addison Groove Project, an awesome band which we helped out a bit with street team activities. They were rockin' as ever. We got free big orange foam #1 hands that say "GO AGP GO," which are pretty cool.
In the middle of the AGP set we left to see Soulive, who were playing at the same time. So I finally get to see the entirety of Soulive in concert after years of waiting and...pretty large disappointment. I couldn't really see the stage, but one of the guys said they were playing all new songs from their upcoming album. If that is true, COUNT ME OUT! We just heard a couple weak numbers with VOCALS, got fed up, and went back to AGP. Chops got worn out and went back, so I got to see AGP rock covers of "Love & Happiness" and "Have a Cigar." They're an awesome band, check 'em out if you get the chance, or at least give 'em some website love.
After AGP, I went to the second stage to see Femi Kuti, Afrobeat artist and son of the king of Afrobeat, Fela Kuti. Femi and the band were good, with some scantily clad backup singers. Not as engaging as Antibalas, but good just the same.
When I got back to the campsite, the boys had packed things up due to the forecast and we soon got out of there. Sure I had to miss a few more bands, but the forecast was brutal.

Here is a list of bands I missed for a variety of reasons, but wanted to see: Peelander-Z, Los Lonely Boys, Los Lobos, Kings of Leon, Steve Winwood, The Dead, Primus, Ween, Robert Randolph, Cut Chemist, Medeski Martin & Wood, and Trey Anastasio (sorta). A long, sad list, but this festival is a bit too much to handle.

So there's the Bonnaroo report, big thanks for reading this far. It's off to VEGAS tomorrow, I'll be back late Friday night, so hang loose.

Tuesday, June 08, 2004

It's been a long time, I shouldn'ta left you...

without a strong blog to step to, etc. I don't know why I have such a hard time updating sometimes, because y'all know I got alot to say, so it just piles up like a BITCH. First of all, I want you all to take a look at the now-even-shorter list of links to the right. Ashley's blog bit the dust, sadly. I'll have to put some mo' cool links up there for y'alls.
It was nice getting together with a few of the fells and watching RAW last night in honor of Andy going to California, "with an achin', in his heart." Just kidding, I don't know what that means. It is also good to know that Andy's dad is doing well after surgery for prostate cancer, he's a good man. The trip that Andy and I made to visit Dave (and Jason) in Cincy went pretty well. My car made it, we did not become Cornhole enthusiasts, and everyone lived, so that's good enough.

Now back to the rock. Though I did not make it to this year's "Mission of Burma-esque" Hempfest (if anyone gets that joke and can post what I was getting at, you win a free, yet-to-be-determined, totally awesome prize), I caught some fine acts at OSU's Springfest Friday night. After saying goodbye to my friend Armond for the summer (and watching some West Coast Choppers with him while enduring his reverse racism jokes, haha), I made it over to the oval in time for Immortal Technique's set. He was alot better than I remember him being at Scribble Jam last year, but that was a shitty setup and he was just there as part of Breez Evahflowin's set, so I guess it's no surprise. He was very fired up, and definitely made an effort to know something about what's going down in Columbus (though he kept yelling "Fuck Penn State" like they're OSU's big rival, oh well). He's a funny, angry guy, and his beats are pretty good. Maybe I'll get around to buying an album at some point. Soon after his set, 95% of the hip-hop guys I knew in the crowd took off, as that was all the hip-hop for the night (though Przm did try to get an Illogic set going, it was quelled and Illogic went back to watching his kids). Next up were the Thermals from Portland, OR. They have a fair amount of indie buzz right now, but their music sounded too much like pop-punk for me and I really couldn't get into it. I really tried, it just didn't happen. Then Weird War hit the stage. They're definitely weird, three guys and a dude in serious 70s/80s retro duds. The lead singer starts out with a rant about how they're from Washington DC and the city waas designed by Masons with all these archaic angles and that's bound to make you crazy or something. Then the funk hit the fan. I loved these guys, it was like weird, paranoid, laid-back, funky MC5 or something. I don't think everyone else was into it too much, but it was too funky for me to stand still, so I loved it and bought a CD. "AK47" is the song of the week, FO SHO!!! After a break, the headlining Unicorns of Canada hit the stage. They all wore light-colored dress pants, light-colored dress shirts, and skinny ties, and the lead singer looked like Doogie Howser, definitely a funny sight. They were good, but the sound was pretty bad, and for all the hype, I was disappointed. They definitely have a college following, as all sorts of girls (and boys) were singing along to their crazy pop-whatever songs. Good stuff, but Weird War was definitely my favorite of the night.

Thursday night, despite changes in billing order, parking nightmares, and overall fatigue, I succeeded in getting a drunken Ashley and myself to Little Brothers to see Spookie Daly Pride. Of course, first we had to make it through locals the Big Creak, who were decent but played too long. By the time Spookie and the boys hit the stage, there were about 20-25 people in the whole joint. But just like two years ago, they rocked it just the same. I yelled out for "Coffee and Pot" and they played it, I guess putting up flyers for a show gets you authority or something, haha. Anyway, SDP is a quality, non-stereotypical jamband that everyone will LOVE! Maybe. Ashley likes them. And I got a t-shirt with the SDP version of the Red Sox logo, pretty sweet.

Wednesday night was the quality $5 local hip-hop extravaganza! After Andy and I hung out for awhile, Flip the Early Riser hit the stage and did his usually-solid set. If only the man had brought his CDs to sell, I would have bought one! You would think artists would know that I'm money in the bank when it comes to CD sales and be ready for my presence. Next up was Envelope with DJ Amos Famous. It was another smashtastic set from Clintonville's favorite bike messenger. "You Don't Feed My Babies" is a sureshot summer anthem, so buy yourself a copy of his EP at Omnimix, or you'll be sorry! Then Spitball came on and started "Rockin' It." This set reminded me of the two basic steps of hip-hop enjoyment:
Step 1: Hold the floor!
Step 2: Hold hand in pain!

Yes, the original (I guess) version of "Hold the Floor" was performed, and at first, the small crowd was reluctant to mosh out. Then Przm jumped in the crowd and it finally broke loose. It was great to push around a bit, but then I ended up hitting my hand funny and I must have sprained or bruised something pretty hard, because it hurt for a day or two. Oh well. Illogic came on at the end and killed it for over an hour. It was nice that he was able to get quality sound for a hometown set for the first time with the new material. He performed all sorts of stuff, including most of the still-not-available "Off the Clock" EP, and we loved it. Columbus needs more awesome $5 hip-hop shows. Oh, and the hot girl from Donato's was hangin' out with Bru Lei again, boo hoo hoo. She did say hi though, it was nice.

OK, I've written enough. Between Wednesday and Friday last week I saw 10 bands for $5. It was great. But it all pales in comparison to Bonnaroo. I'm heading off to Manchester, Tennessee on Thursday with Chops and Doug for a weekend of rock and misadventures. Sometime you'll get a full report, but no guarantees on when. See yas later!!!

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

Rabbit Rabbit

That's right, it's another month, and while we're at it, we might as well call it summer. Besides rain, it's been pretty nice out lately, so why the hell not?
So it's June, but of course, we can't leave May behind without recapping a few more shows. Last Tuesday, I was talking some BS about not going to the Ravari Room. Ha! Chops and I crunked it out in style, damn straight. Thursday night, after breaking plans to see the Wicked Lung/Wookalar METALSET at Cafe Bourbon Street, Andy and I gave into to Ashley's desires to go to Dick's Den, which turned out to be a DAMNED AWESOME IDEA!!! LDB3, the only jazz organ group in town with a female organist that I know of, kicked out some jams! My favorites included "Mercy, Mercy, Mercy," and "Taking the A-Train." QUALITY.

Friday night was the latest CD101 Low Dough Show, this time at the Newport, featuring the Von Bondies, VHS or Beta, and local boys Modena Vox, who opened up as Andy and I arrived and weren't too exciting, maybe because they're too nice. After a long break between sets, because of setup difficulties and VHS or Beta's late arrival from their home of Louisville due to cicada traffic or something, everyone's favorite live disco (sorta) band hit the stage. All I knew of VHS or Beta before the show was their old album, Le Funk, which I picked up on the infamous LA trip, May 2003. They played all new stuff from their forthcoming album on Astralwerks, and it was all pretty good, should be another goodun. The Von Bondies set also rocked. They definitely put more than $5 worth of effort into this one, which is refreshing for a cheap Columbus show. They aren't that different than alot of other bands, and the main reason they have any fame right now is that lead singer Jason Stollsteimer got beat up by his former mentor Jack White in a Detroit bar. But they put on a good stylized garage rock show, so you can't fault 'em for that. As usual, my main problem with a show was the crowd. This time, it seemed to be all 15 year-olds, especially lame ones in dumb clothes craving attention. Oh well, the old folks showed up eventually, sorta. It's rare that I encounter my "perfect" rock crowd, so I'll just shut up.
Sunday night, Julia, Lee Price, Andy and I caught the Hoo Doo Soul Band at Oldfield's. As it was the night before Memorial Day, the joint was packed, but the multitudes in the band rocked it accordingly. Memorial Day itself was nice because I was in a parade! Ha, I rode in a Prowler as my new employer was honored as the Powell Business of the Year, without being located in Powell. Fun stuff.
So yeah, I'm actually passing up Ravari tonight (I hope) to get some sleep. I also have to prepare for what could be four nights of rock in a row for under $10, which would be quite the accomplishment. Tomorrow night, four quality local hip-hop acts, including Illogic and Envelope, at Skullys for $5. Thursday night, Spookie Daly Pride at Little Brothers (guest list!) and the Unpossibles at Cafe Bourbon Street. Friday night, OSU Springfest, including the Unicorns, Thermals, Weird War, Immortal Technique, and more local rock than you can shake a stick at, for free! Saturday night, same place, Hempfest including another Illogic set, Ordinary Peoples, Mescalito, and Andy's uncles, the Ritchey Brothers Band, also for free! A good weekend for good music, and a fine training run for Bonnaroo.
Sometime I'll get around to reviewing some CDs here, maybe. It's good to have goals. Well, enjoy another monstrous update and POST YOUR COMMENTS!!!