Here’s the quick and dirty way to do it – a giant Flickr slideshow of some of my pix from the 2010 Pitchfork Music Festival.
Included: Robyn, Modest Mouse, LCD Soundsystem, Broken Social Scene, Freddie Gibbs, Big Boi, Raekwon, Liars, El-P, Panda Bear, Titus Andronicus, Girls, Beach House, Sleigh Bells, Major Lazer, Pavement, etc.
And read my wrap-up over at the Agitreader.
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I know how it is, you just don’t “get” what some people like about Bob Dylan. And even if you were inclined to to try, how would you know where to start? A (virtual) trip to the iTunes store reveals 40-some albums, and that’s just counting the proper releases, never mind greatest hits, live albums and other detritus.
Allow me to make a few suggestions. [Read more…]
The greatest team to ever play the game.
Music is fucked-up these days, isn’t it? It used to be so simple, stop by Karma Music or Camelot, grab a new CD, take it home and pound it into your skull until you know every note and every word. If an album was solid enough to rise through the radio and MTV rotations, it was probably good enough to warrant due attention, assuming it satisfied the minimal stylistic standards I held as a teenager.
Then I heard the Velvet Underground, and then the internet exploded. [Read more…]
The New Yorker is more than flush with great critical writing. Well, this is a list of lists (some are decade-spanning, too) from those wonderful writers.
I’m trying to tell you it’s a dream come true. Get over there. Click around. Get lost for a few hours.
In fact, to encourage you, here’s my list of the ten best lists from the New Yorkers Best Of lists: [Read more…]
This got me thinking:
“State of Love & Trust” (Pearl Jam) is definitely in my top ten favorite songs of all time. What else goes there?
I really dug the first Band of Horses album. It was a sad, country-ish, slightly psychedelic record with a voice that reminded me of the guy from The Flaming Lips. That sentence alone will turn-off most of my friends.
Their new album is sad sometimes, but it turns up the rock and the hooks. The songs are mostly beautiful, with occasionally choruses that make you want to put air drum while you’re driving. Check out tracks 1 (Is There a Ghost) and 3 (No One’s Gonna Love You) for evidence.
It’s the first record in months that’s made me want to just put it on repeat and drive around a lot.
Fujiya & Miyagi – Ankle Injuries
Me with El-P, the best hip-hop producer on the planet. A hell of a rapper, too. And a really nice guy.