Monday, July 19
>>WHAT KIND OF CHEESE IS NOT YOURS? THE KIND THAT YOU DIDN'T BUY, SILLY!
This is all too accurate, sans hot girls who visit music stores.
The last time I went to a show in Pomona, I ended up in a hospital. Last Saturday night was different: caught Thrice at the Fox and went home without both the agony of a cut upper-eye and a looming legal nightmare. Anyway, I took my younger cousins who make my fandom for the post-rock group look shitty: my cousins are absolutely obsessed with them so it was a no-brainer to go (plus, we wanted to avoid our aunt's 50th birthday party at all costs.) Fellow blogger and resident fart expert Riley Breckenridge happens to be in said group and, frankly, I feel terribly sorry for the poor soul who was reincarnated as his snare head.
Thrice's repertoire is way too diverse to jam into a concise/conceptualized show, let alone short recap, so it played more like a well-deserved tribute to the many textures they've tackled in past years/LPs/EPs. To be able to evolve so dramatically without alienating your fans is a success in itself. Any artist would consider this healthy envy.
The Reign of Kindo released a new track on their MySpace page in the days leading up to their new album. While it's a promising track, there's a bittersweetness in that Kindo's keyboardist Kelly Sciandra had recently left the group to pursue other artistic ambitions (which I'm sure will be nothing short of awesome.)
Sciandra's voicings and touch are completely unheard of in new progressive music; to think he's replaceable is bordering on laughably ignorant. Still, though, Kindo isn't new to facing artistic adversity, so they'll certainly adapt. They're a bunch of smarties, and smarties don't raise white flags.
A modulator on a keyboard is the equivalent of a whammy bar on a guitar: it's a feature that allows you to bend a note. The only difference is that only a few people can pull off using a modulator without looking like a total dork. Sometimes I'll be writing by myself, and for a second I'll *TRY* the modulator, but then I feel like Ross Gellar with his floppy-disk synthesizer. HELICOPTERS AND FARM SOUNDS.
OH MY GOD HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN INCEPTION?
I HAVEN'T YET. STILL WAITING 2 C IT ON FAKE-IMAX.
SO, PLZ, RE: "SPOILER ALERTS ARE STILL RELEVANT" KTHNXBI
Favorite new music find as of late: Sondre Lerche. I first heard this dude in the soundtrack to Dan in Real Life and it only took me two years to check out his works. He's like a less aggressive baroque pop; a diet Rufus Wainwright, if you will *adjusts monocle*. If you like super cerebral pop, this will please you, if not exhaust you from so much head-y writing.