Monday, July 4, 2011
Circles
Sunday, July 3, 2011
I've been keeping a notebook
The Great Wall of Los Angeles
Thursday, June 23, 2011
The Movielife - Jamestown @ Chain Reaction 2003
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
On The Road (7)
On The Road (6)
On The Road (5)
On The Road (4)
Inside the [HEAD]phones / June 2011
Inside the [HEAD]phones / May 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
I am free -- with the wheels between my feet
Sunday, May 15, 2011
What Downtown LA Would Like Without Cars (VIDEO) | Planetizen
What Downtown LA Would Like Without Cars (VIDEO) | Planetizen
video made by 3 Cal Poly Architecture students -- rep!!
Friday, May 13, 2011
I'm a stranger, someone left me for dead
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Inside the [HEAD]phones / May 2011
Inside the [HEAD]phones / April 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
On The Road (2-3)
[Kerouac, 54]
Boys and girls in America have such a sad time together; sophistication demands that they submit to sex immediately without proper preliminary talk. Not courting talk--real straight talk about souls, for life is holy and every moment is precious.
[Kerouac, 58]
Haunted -- the echo of Mr. Whittier
"You're playing to an empty house. // Listen to yourselves--you're so busy telling your stories to each other. You're always turning the past into a story to make yourselves right. -- our culture of blame -- It never changes. People fall so in love with their pain, they can't leave it behind. The same as the stories they tell. We trap ourselves. // Some stories, you tell them and you use them up. Other stories... // Telling a story is how we digest what happens to us. It's how we digest our lives. Our experience. You digest and absorb your life by turning it into stories the same way this theater seems to digest people. Other events--the ones you can't digest--they poison you. Those worst parts of your life, those moments you can't talk about, they rot you from the inside out. But the stories that you can digest, that you can tell--you can take control of those past moments. You can shape them, craft them. Master them. And use them to your own good."
[Palahniuk, 380-381]
If we can forgive what's been done to us... If we can forgive what we've done to others... If we can leave all of our stories behind. Our being villains or victims. Only then can we maybe rescue the world. But we still sit here, waiting to be saved. While we're still victims, hoping to be discovered while we suffer. Would it be so bad? To be the last two people in the world? Why can't the world end the same way it started?
[Palahniuk, 383]
On The Road (1)
[Kerouac, 15]
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Inside the [HEAD]phones / March 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Detroit: Where Music and Community Development are One
Loyalty is something that can never be replaced. As we move forward into the technological future of social networking and impersonalization, we may ultimatley lose ourselves. The very fabric that once held communities so tightly knit together, may dissapear. The City of Detroit, now alone more than ever, can represent the essence of man in the world we live in today. The subject that refused to crumble. The man who fights till the death--arms linked in communion with the very people that make him, him.
Through the height of our country's industrial and manufacturing prosperity, the City of Detroit came to life. During World War I and World War II, its facotires and assembly plants produced the largets amount of military air crafts and fighters. During the automobile era, the City flourished as our nation's people demanded the need for a vehicle. Now, with the recession that we face, the City of Detroit has struggled more than ever. Rising unemployment rates and a decline of social services and aid from the federal government. What happens when the people who once believed in us leave? Who do we become when those that said they would be there through the thick and the thin move on? We stand strong. We stand together.
It is important that we do not forget the places we come from. The places that make us who we are. The places that we call home. And it is important that we do not forget the people that makes those places what they are. Planners and urban designers spend too much time focusing on the finer things in life. They are the fairweather friends that live at the top. But where are they when we need them the most? When planning and community organizing are needed the most. In this day and age, we must learn to grow from the bottom up--without the help of the higher authorities. We are the people that make life happen--and we are the people that will bring us back from the rubble of despair.
Detroit, stand up. You will return.
Marshall Mathers' (Eminem) "Letter to Detroit"
DIGITAL JOURNAL ARTICLE: http://www.digitaljournal.com/article/304459
Saturday, March 12, 2011
The Starting Line - Somebody's Gonna Miss Us (DVD)
Jack's Mannequin - Drop Out - The So Unknown @ The Viper Room, Los Angeles (10.10.08)
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Goldenwest [Through My Eyes EP]
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
News from under The Apple Tree
Hey Everybody -- Stone and The Kid have some big news for you all!
We are throwing together a Greatest Hits Compilation of our favorite cuts from our "Sounds of a Unified Struggle" series. For those of you that missed it, Sounds of a Unified Struggle was our way of celebrating and acknowledging influential African American Soul and RnB musicians from the 50's 60's, and 70's. The compilation will be an excellent way to catch up on what you may have missed out! We also have a digital recording of our February 7th show. Personally, that was my favorite edition of Sounds of a Unified Struggle so I am more than excited to share it with you folks!
We also have a digital recording of our show last night (3/7/11): The Shark Tree. The Shark Tree was our surf rock/beach fuzz jam fest for KCPR's Shark Week III. During Shark Week, every show on air will be dedicated to shark/beach/ocean themes. Be sure to tune in and check out what all of the other crazy DJs at the station are throwing down this week! It should be a blast! Here is the track-listing for The Shark Tree:
The Shark Tree (3.7.11)
GILLIGAN'S ISLAND THEME SONG
The Surfaris - Wipe Out
The Japanese Motors - Single Fins & Safety Pins
Wavves - King of the Beach
The Growlers - Sea Lion Goth Blues
JAWS MOVIE TRAILER
Weezer - Surf Wax America
Surfer Blood - Swim
King Khan & BBQ Show - I'll Be Loving You
The Soft Pack - Parasites
The Ventures - Hawaii 5-O
CLIP FROM THE ABYSS
The Trashmen - Surfin' Bird
Jan & Dean - Surf City
The Hondells - Little Honda
The Chantays - Pipeline
The Darlings - Eviction Party
PIRANHA 3D MOVIE TRAILER
Ronny & The Daytonas - G.T.O.
Feist - Sea Lion Woman (Live at the Trabend Sessions, 2007)
SAMUEL L. JACKSON - DEEP BLUE SEA SPEACH
The Beach Boys - Barbara Ann
Because The Kid and I love you all so much -- and are extremely grateful for your support during our MTV Woodie Award run -- we are passing out the Sounds of a Unified Struggle Greatest Hits Comp and both show recordings for FREE! All you have to do is send us a message with a song request and we will be sure to get you a copy!
Remember tune in Monday nights from 7-8pm for a fine selection of Psychedelic Garage and Old School Soul gems!
LISTEN LIVE: http://kcpr.calpoly.edu/music/live.html
[[Dr Stone & The Sinister Kid -- out]]
transmission [from the satellite heart] over.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Haunted -- the memoirs of Tess Clark
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
In Living Color: Entrance, Sleepy Sun, Slang Chicken
Guy Blakeslee of The Entrance Band
Friday, February 25, 2011
The Transplants - Tall Cans in the Air
Into the Hole
iLLy's style
Inside the [HEAD]phones / February 2011
Sister Saves
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
"Cold War Kids Move Toward the Big Time" -- Los Angeles Times, February 3, 2011
A few weeks ago, the members of Cold War Kids did something they felt was long overdue. They moved to Los Angeles.
The quartet had long lived on the outer orbits of L.A.'s cultural life — a studio in Long Beach, a stint based in Whittier, college at Biola. Life on the fringes suited their musical and lyrical interests. Cold War Kids' early songs were an untrendy mix of barroom blues-punk populated by a fictional cast of alcoholic dads, trips to the E.R. and (literal) dirty laundry. Somehow it caught on among L.A's demimonde in the mid-'00s, though not without scorn from snarkier corners of blogland, and made them unlikely KROQ staples and darlings of the respected major-indie Downtown Records.
But the band still seemed purposefully and necessarily set apart from L.A.'s indie elite, geographically and psychologically. But that's changed. Between tours, they'll come home to new Los Feliz and Silver Lake homes, and to an unlikely peace with a city that they long defined themselves against.
"Moving up here was the best thing I've done lately," said bassist Matt Maust over breakfast at Mustard Seed Cafe, an urban-quaint red brick restaurant in Los Feliz. "We used to live on one of the main drags in Long Beach and now I have this back house where I walk out and exhale deeply and it's so, so quiet."
The recent move coincided with a shift in their goals for the band. Its 2006 debut, "Robbers & Cowards," documented life on society's edges, and its cryptic 2008 follow-up, "Loyalty to Loyalty," was a collection of half-remembered fever dreams from the road.
But its new album, "Mine Is Yours," released on Interscope Records last week, is a relatively easygoing and hook-savvy record about the trials and pleasures of domesticity that could introduce Cold War Kids to a very different audience. It will make skeptics feel entirely justified in their scorn, longtime fans impressed with the band's advancement and attention to songcraft, and make new audiences hoist beers and kiss someone.
It also comes after one of the more difficult periods in the band's life. "Robbers & Cowards" had a genuine hit in the minimalist dub vamp "Hang Me Up to Dry," and they enjoyed the wind of a breakout new band at their back. For "Loyalty," the Kids worked quickly in the studio to document the things they believed their band was built on — fussy but precise rhythmic interplay from bassist Maust and drummer Matt Aveiro, Jonathan Russell's echo-laden single-string guitar riffs and Nathan Willett's voice, rooted in classic soul and character-driven lyrical vignettes.
In hindsight, though, the band members say they rushed the record and left many song ideas unrealized. Though their audience grew, they paid for their haste with some poor reviews that chipped at their faith in how their band worked.
"A lot of our good ideas went unfinished. Nobody was there to tell us, 'This is good, but it could be better,'" Willett said. "A song like 'Dreams Old Men Dream' was a great idea that we picked before it was ripe."
For "Mine Is Yours," they made a point of upending that routine by decamping to Nashville for months on end to work with Tom Waits' and Modest Mouse's producer Jacquire King, arriving with dozens of song fragments and their only rule being that every idea was on the table — except hastiness.
The band had believed its recordings should essentially be documents of its often searing live dynamic, with each instrument speaking for itself and the songs written around the clamor. Under King's guidance, however, they pored over effects, tried out new elements like drum loops and programming on tracks such as "Sensitive Kid," and took pains to write their most immediate melodies yet. It's a record rooted in well-crafted songwriting and production more than the dank desperation of a warehouse practice space.
After a time of creative turmoil, Willett also turned to more intimate and classic spheres of subject matter for his lyrics. His old songs seemed haunted by the things chasing bluesmen for decades — the devil, booze and disappointed women — along with nods to literary heroes such as Nabokov and Joan Didion.
But those fictions didn't make sense with these new sounds, or with the truth of their lives as a successful mid-career rock band. So the long-married Willett wrote about what he saw — old friends on the brink of divorce, couples in too deep to quit but riven with old wounds, and the tough joys of making a life with someone.
"We were watching a lot of Cassavetes films, and he had said that there's no more fascinating subject than men and women together, and for me to admit to that was a real 'a-ha' moment for me," Willett said. "My friends were all getting divorced and turning 30, and for the first time I wanted to write about the people around me."
The album is generally optimistic about love, but like in any relationship, old attachments come back and cause trouble. Much of the early criticism lobbed at "Mine Is Yours" comes from the specter of Kings of Leon, whom producer King shepherded from big-in-England underachievers to arena-filling megastars.
Although there will likely never be anything approaching the Tarzan alpha swagger of "Sex on Fire" in Cold War Kids' catalog, it's not entirely coincidental that King's ear for taking flinty, pop-adjacent blues-rock and spit-shining it for big stages had its appeal for the quartet.
"Sure they want that [commercial success], but with them the art is always first," said King. "I hear a lot of talk of them cleaning up and going mainstream around this record. The goal wasn't to find a top-40 audience, but to have worked on classic songcraft and productions. It's not bad if you want to say something that connects with a lot of people."
Whether "Mine Is Yours" kicks Cold War Kids from the Wiltern into the Greek Theatre will be determined this year. They've severed many of their outré bona fides in pursuit of something bigger, and arguably harder.
For now, though, Cold War Kids have had enough of running from the perpetual warmth and commercial possibility of Los Angeles and all it stands for. Maybe embracing it is the most dangerous thing they could have done.
"People think you need to be uncomfortable to make art. You don't," Willett said. "You first have to be comfortable to really let yourself be vulnerable."
august.brown@latimes.com
Copyright © 2011, Los Angeles Times
Interplanetary Travelers [1.26.11]
The Apple Tree Sessions: The Sounds of a Unified Struggle
MILES DAVIS - Bye Bye Blackbird
LINDA JONES - Hypnotized
THE TEEN TURBANS - We Need to be Loved
LITTLE JERRY WILLIAMS - I'm The Lover Man
BOBBY BENNET - Soul Jury Pt 1 & 2
CURTIS MAYFIELD AND THE IMPRESSIONS - I'm the One Who Loves You
SMOKEY ROBINSON AND THE MIRACLES - Shop Around
MARTHA REEVES AND THE VANDELLAS - Honey Chile
THE INVINCABLES - Heart Full of Love
THE MARVELLOS - We go Together
WALTER FOSLER - Your Search is Over
MILES DAVIS - Tadd's Delight
THE INTRUDERS - Cowboys to Girls
TOWER OF POWER - You're Still a Young Man
THE DELFONICS - La La Means I Love You
THE ENCHANTERS - I Wanna Thank You
The Apollas - Lock Me In Your Heart
Barbara English - I've Got a Date
The Capitols - Cool Jerk
Johnnie Taylor - Who's Making Love
Wilson Pickett - Land of 1,000 Dances
Otis Redding - Try a Little Tenderness
Bobby Taylor & the Vancouvers - Does Your Mamma Know About Me
Gladis Knight & the Pips - Midnight Train to Georgia
Billy Butler & the Enchanters - I Can't Work No Longer
Gene Chandler - Good Times
Major Lance - The Monkey Time
Artistics - Patty Cake
Walter Jackson - It's All Over
Al Green - Love & Happiness
Michael Jackson - Man in the Mirror
The Primettes - Tears of Sorrow
Monday, January 24, 2011
Mine Is Yours
Sunday, January 23, 2011
The Orange Eats Creeps (6)
Saturday, January 22, 2011
The Orange Eats Creeps (2-5)
[Grace Krilanovich, 97]
When a sleeping cat's paws twitch it's dreaming of running away from you. You know, these are weird times, marked by a nonspecific dread that rests in nights of brown fog at the center of my bones. Everything in this life is determined, a machine fueled by the tones emitted by digging a fresh grave. Horrific events are set in motion in this occupied territory, activated by movement, but I can't stop moving...
[Grace Krilanovich, 105]
That autumn it went like this: We? No: I.
I walk alone and I am the last one.
[Grace Krilanovich, 110]
I thought of forgotten rooms, of walls collapsing in old apartment buildings, accordion-like, disappearing into a crevice in the dark. One day my house mom went into one of these collapsed rooms and found grey grass sinews itching their way through cracks in the floor, filling the room with tufts of itchy vegetation. They grew and spread into the elaborate lace-like fans and dusty cobweb looms before wilting into flakes at first sign of morning. All of these memories made up some survey of the make-believe life I led as only a kind of version of living. I made myself remember: crime scenes are kind of ruin too.
[Grace Krilanovich, 115]
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Resurrection of Siqueiros's "America Tropical"
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'America Tropical': A forgotten Siqueiros mural resurfaces in Los Angeles [Updated]
A significant artwork from the Mexican muralism movement has sat unseen for more than 70 years, whitewashed soon after it was completed to mask its political content, on a second-story exterior wall of a historic building in Los Angeles.
David Alfaro Siqueiros, like his Mexican contemporaries Jose Clemente Orozco and Diego Rivera, traveled and painted north of the border while Mexican modernism flourished and grew an international profile in the early- and mid-20th century. He lived in L.A. for about seven months in 1932 and was commissioned to paint a mural on the old Italian Hall in the Olvera Street district. Siqueiros was asked to paint something celebrating "tropical America," part of efforts by a booster named Christine Sterling to transform the Olvera Street area into something like a stereotypical Mexican village.
The resulting mural, "America Tropical," scandalized L.A. elites who were perhaps expecting lush foilage and colorful birds. The centerpiece of Siqueiros's mural depicted an Indian peasant with an eagle -- symbolizing American imperialism -- bearing down from above. The mural was whitewashed, and Siqueiros was later deported from the U.S. after his visa ran out.
Siqueiros traveled on, and the mural was largely forgotten for decades.
Earlier this month, ground finally broke on a project that will see conservation of the mural and construction of an adjoining visitor center. The project, conceived as far back as the 1960s and expected to be completed by 2012 or 2013, will help fill in a key chapter in the long history of cultural and political exchange between Mexico and the United States, particularly in Los Angeles, professor and muralist Judy Baca notes in an essay for PBS.
Siqueiros experimented with a new technique while painting "America Tropical," reinterpreting the fresco approach on wet cement. He also seemed aware that the commission was an opportunity to "create a work of revolutionary character." Christopher Knight, art critic at The Times, elaborates atCulture Monster:
Siqueiros, of course, was profoundly influenced by Italian Renaissance frescoes -- he made studies of Masaccio's early 15th century Brancacci Chapel in Florence -- as well as by the fervent industrial motifs of early 20th century Italian Futurist painting. And he was partly inspired in this by the urging of Dr. Atl -- Gerardo Murillo -- the spiritual guide of Mexican Modernism, who had studied at the University of Rome. So a politically trenchant fresco of a crucified Indian peasant painted on an upstairs wall of El Pueblo's Italian Hall doesn't seem a stretch.
Author and professor Ruben Martinez, writing in our Opinion section, describes an intriguing family connection to Siqueiros' mural on Olvera Street, and argues:
During his stay in Los Angeles, Siqueiros, a lifelong revolutionary, absorbed the political moment. He painted on behalf of indigenous Mexicans, then as now among the most oppressed and rebellious of Latin America's peoples — and, by extension, Mexicans in America, then as now a disposable labor force that doubles as scapegoat in troubled economic times.
Interestingly, Martinez writes that during the era when his grandparents played music in a restaurant downstairs from where Siqueiros worked, some Olvera Street employees "were paid to assume 'sleepy Mexican' poses in shaded corners." (La Plaza believes it, but just can't imagine it.)
There are a variety of upcoming events and exhibitions in L.A. related to Siqueiros's work in southern California, including the exhibit "Siqueiros in Los Angeles: Censorship Defied," at the Autry National Center museum. The Getty Conservation Institute is performing the painstaking conservation work on the mural, as seen above, and shouldering $3.95 million of the $9 million overall cost.
-- Daniel Hernandez in Mexico City
[Updated at 12:06 p.m.: A previous version of this post used the term restoration instead ofconservation regarding work on the mural, and did not specify that the Getty Conservation Institute is contributing only $3.95 million of the overall project costs.]
Photos, from top: A man identified as Robert Bredecio, an assistant to muralist David Alfaro Siquieros, stands before the completed "America Tropical" mural. (Credit: Getty Conservation Institute); a view of "America Tropical," partly whitewashed. (Credit: PBS); Leslie Rainer, a Getty project specialist, working on "America Tropical." (Credit: Getty Conservation Institute)