Showing posts with label music rants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music rants. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Obsession #1

Hey,

thanx to all expressing concern regarding the well being of this blog. The Blog will be back Monday - January 7h, and that's a promise.

Also have prizes to go out for Cassandra, and have to find out who won November. That's right, haven't calculated yet but don't be mad. I was busy scooping out goodies for News FM (site launching soon as well). You can make fun of me every Friday between 22-00.

In the meantime, here's something I've stumbled upon my musical endeavours. Those who know me better and are aware of my eclectic musical taste won't be surprised I really dig it :))


WIRED ALL WRONG "Elevatin"

And now just a tid bit of info, so you know what to say if I ever ask about this video in a future contest to be:

A collaboration between Jeff Turzo (God Lives Underwater, Paul Oakenfold) and Matt Mahaffey (sElf, Beck), Wired All Wrong's origins are the result of a happy accident. As a result of mislabeling video credits on the MTV program 120 Minutes, the two bands became friends and often would tour with one another. After the breakup of God Lives Underwater, Turzo began recording tracks for the Wired All Wrong project. In the meantime, sElf had just been released from their contract from Dreamworks Records, as the label dissolved shortly after its inception. Mahaffey then gave Turzo a disc of unreleased music and Wired All Wrong eventually morphed into a collaborative effort. Wired All Wrong -- the rock producer supergroup -- was born from the untimely deaths of former writing partners David Reilly & Mike Mahaffey in 2005. Their debut album, Bring Out the Battletapes, was released on Nitrus Records in September 2006.

Friday, July 6, 2007

Dear Vh1,

I can't thank you enough for keeping the rock shows going, but, as a regular viewer that I am, I feel entitled to ask for a bit of attention to details.



I discovered Tesla in 1991, just after this album came out. The rock tracks were more energetic than Red Bull and the ballads had mindblowing lyrics that didn't sound cheesy. Usually I like one or two songs from an album and sometimes if I'm lucky I discover wonderful tracks that have been overlooked by the majority.

This album is one of the few that I enjoyed from start to finish. I don't think I'm the only one disappointed to read "Psychotic Stripper" instead of the original title.



Since I've been working for the past 3 months without seeing any paychecks I eventually decided watching videos was more rewarding. If you need an enthusiastic music lover with a fairly good and varied musical knowledge, here I am...

We wouldn't want to see Europe with "Final Cuntdown" or The Cure with "The Banging Garden".

(Would we?!)

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Money well spent

I have to say hello to all the regular prowlers of this blog, and to explain why there hasn't been any contest for three days now.

I went to



an event I was much looking forward because of one of the bands that was featured on the poster. No points this time, but you have by the end of this post to figure out who :)

The location of "Lacul Morii" was good and bad in the same time, good, cause it is an isolated island in the middle of the lake, and people can make as much noise as they want without disturbing the "local wildlife" as I call it. Bad, because the access road was about 2 kilometers long, distance one had to walk in a scorching sun. I even called my best friend to ask her if that was the road to hell. ["Drumul oaselor" mai precis].

No wonder one felt an uncontrolable urge to buy coke once arrived in the premises. From left to right, yours turly, Bach and Anita.



The festival began around noon and continued long into the night. I only got there in time to catch BACKYARD BABIES, some rockers we used to watch back in the glorious days of Headbangers' Ball. Here's a picture,



and here's a video:



Amazingly, all the punk looking attenders seemed placidly quiet.



We then moved closer to the stage to have fun listening to THE RASMUS. Good show, slight change in the audience, although a smashing majority seemed crippled by boredom.



Nothing of such kind could be said about us, after all we had a nice warm-up listening to AC/DC between shows, and already had major fun disecting the lyrics. "I'm not afraid in New Yourk City" - "He's probably the only one not afraid in New York City." - "Yeah, he's probably the one causing havoc in NYC, that's why." - "Yeah, it's good being on top of the food chain".



So when THE RASMUS came on stage, we were already fired up and ready to go. Of course, we couldn't help remixing lyrics, so after the glorious end of their show with "In the shadows" - what else,



we kept on going with "I've been jumping, I've been screaming" and so on.

However, the highlight of Saturday night was THE PRODIGY. They were here before, but this was my first time to see them perform live. Quite responsible for the demise of the rock community back in 1994, when every metal head shifted to techno and industrial, these guys kicked ass. The crowd went wild and they didn't stop for 2 hours. As my best friend likely put it, "UNLEASH HEEEEEEELL"... No wonder they said they wanted us to wake up the next day with a fucking headache. I was more worried about a fucking muscle ache...

Sunday I arrived even later, just in time to catch ILL NINO who made a strong impression. Mixing latin beats with sheer metal, not to mention a strong sense of humour, these guys ROCKED.



I'm so ashamed about the Romanian public who most of the time just sits there and nods. They surely deserved the "Are you fucking tired or sumtin'" remarks.


And now, to my personal highlight of the evening, THE CULT. Not exactly metal, but truly entertaining. I don't know why they were lined-up after Ill Nino, as the music couldn't be more clashing... I was very extatic, as they played all their hits and 2 new tracks. I jumped and danced "like it was... umm... 1999"... and me and my best friend were probably looked at as people usually look at swedish movies without subtitles :P Nearby a man in his 40's was screaming his lungs out for IAN and BILLY. If you never heard of them, don't feel bad, neither did the rest of the audience. BUT if you ever listened to the "Gone in 60 seconds" original soundtrack, you might have come across "Painted on my heart", a mind haunting ballad from The Cult.



[And now, shameless copy/paste from an older article I wrote about the band:]

Well, I’ve discovered them in 1993, when I recorded "Wild Flower" from MTV’s "Headbanger’s Ball". I loved their wild energy and the way this band performed on stage. Honestly, I couldn’t sit down while watching this video. Back then I thought it was a new album, but in fact "Electric" was released in 1987. I began collecting their albums and also found out they have been around for quite a while, initially as "The Southern Death Cult", then as "The Death Cult". I have these albums as well, although they are quite hard to come by these days. Success finally came after shortening their name to "The Cult" and recording their 1985 effort – "Love".

As a long time follower of their career, I noticed their style evolving from the garage days, Sisters of Mercy like tracks to more mature songs, with a distinctive sound of their own, a catchy line, a sensual, unmistakable voice, and the charismatic presence of their front man, Ian Astbury.

If you want an album to get acquainted with a great band, you should definitely get your hands on "Pure Cult", a collection of their most popular songs. There was a time when I would play it every day, from start to finish. That time lasted very long, and for someone who gets easily bored, that should say something.

[Shameless copy/paste ends here.]

Ah, the reason we don't have any pictures from the magnificent second day of the fest, is that the camera's memory card was left in the laptop...

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Chris Cornell and The Bunny Men

I keep listening to "Put your arms around your love", the new single from Chris Cornell. The eerie familiarity is triggered by a couple of guitar effects that remind me of Echo and The Bunny Men's "The killing moon".

See for yourselves:



Chris Cornell - Arms Around Your Love

versus



Echo & The Bunnymen - The Killing Moon