Thursday, April 28, 2005

expansion

Along with the syndication/relocation to the Experience, I'm changing the focus of EMJ! a bit, broadening it to make it more of a culture thing than just music (I mean, maybe this will give me an excuse to update it more).

Also, there will be mammoth posts about things weekly to uh, provide more regular content. Since it hasn't quite been regular. This is always a work in progress, though and mind that myself and Tveite have lives.

Now uh, this new direction doesn't mean that all I'll do is talk about bullshit television shows or anything. It means that when I really like something outside of the realm of music, then it'll be noted and filed and the rest of you will have to put up with it. I also would like to take a pledge to be more entertaining coming up.

Whatever. I think I have all of one reader left anyway.

But getting onto more pressing matters, concert reports from the Pixies at Merriweather and Dylan at the Baysox Stadium will be coming after I attend them. Since I'm not going to Bonnarroo but have friends who are, I make have a report from them. I feel like a reporter, or something.

In the pipeline for this weekend: DualDisc, and is it any good? a look at the Rolling Stone article on Weezer; Psychonauts, one of the best video games you might never play; and I might even get around to renting Dig and offering up some opinions on that.

Eat My Justice! soon to be more fortified with vitamin I-RULE than ever.

Saturday, April 23, 2005

soapbox derby

I recently posted this in my other blog.

I want to be like Marcus Griel or Lester Bangs. I want rock journalism/music journalism to go back to being about more than "This album is good because it combines genres and is edgy-neato." or "This band spends lots of money on clothes to get a thrift store look instead of going to a thrift store. Buy their album!" That's what the longer post about Dylan and the Hawks was about. I want to return it to a discussion that reflects the quality of the art.


I believe in that wholeheartedly. Maybe Marcus Griel is a bit pretentious, but look- he's ramping up the discussion. He's making it more dangerous, more alive. In a way, this should be as artful as the music it's about. I don't like using italics to emphasize words, I believe the words should speak for themselves. But that "as" is important to me, the emphasis needs to be there. It's the point I'm trying to make. Look at the artists that have been focused on at EMJ: Dylan, The Band, ...And You Will Know Us by The Trail of Dead, I did a lot of pieces on Neil Young back when I was at Twisted Jungle and 411, Weezer, Wilco. These are artists with a lot to say, a lot on their minds. I want to get deep into it.

Just thought I'd say.

Sunday, April 17, 2005

"I want everyone dead!"

Ted Nugent is a retard. Click here to read about it!

"Remember the Alamo! Shoot 'em!" he screamed to applause. "To show you how radical I am, I want carjackers dead. I want rapists dead. I want burglars dead. I want child molesters dead. I want the bad guys dead. No court case. No parole. No early release. I want 'em dead. Get a gun and when they attack you, shoot 'em."
Wow. Maybe this is why Alice Cooper said musicians shouldn't get involved in politics. Basically, Ted Nugent loves the Constitution because it lets him keep guns (even though it clearly says that the right is there only for militias, but let's not get picky here), but he hates the Constitution and the United States because it ensures that everyone has rights, especially to things like due process of law. Let me bold that because it's true. Ted Nugent hates America. Actually, that's not good enough. Ted Nugent hates America.

See, this is the problem with gun nuts. They have no connection to, y'know, reality. Nugent thinks that not only would it be a good idea to shoot someone who may or may not be commiting a criminal act, but that it's a good idea to take justice into the hand of armed mobs. Hey, let's start lynching rapists, and carjackers and bad guys dead. Wow, hey, let's put another layer on this. Ted Nugent wants to return to lynch mob justice.

I remember watching his teevee show on VH1. One of the "challenges" was to play chicken with a truck. On foot. And the contestant kept running, because hey, they wouldn't actually run him over, would they? Well, they did. And Nugent had no remorse. Because you know, shit happens. Ted Nugent is scum.

Saturday, April 16, 2005

whoa backslash lately

So. It's been a while. David and I have these things (and boy, do I want to call him Travv), have these things called lives. They interfere sometimes. That's the main reason David writes less than me, but my life is creeping up on me too, what with graduating high school and all very soon. So what's been going on lately? Jitterbug Perfume, a marvellous novel by Tom Robbins, which means a heavy mind trip and a lot to digest. It's funny and it sings. It's about beets. Not like, y'know, Ginsberg, like, y'know, the vegetable.

I have found a great music magazine, one of the few I like. It is Uncut and from the UK. The thing that drew me to it? The cover story was The Band. So of course I had to pick it up. And the article, while having some great sidebars, didn't have anything other than what I've read at the phenemonal Band website, which has a rolling collection of articles about The Band, Dylan, and the individual members. In fact, it pilfered from many articles posted at the site, but didn't actually mention the site, which seemed very weird. Anyway, there's a box set due out soon that's supposed to have more rarities than the last box set, so check that out. Actually, the sidebar stuff was really cool, like how Eric Clapton not only broke up Cream because he was so taken with The Band's Music From Big Pink, but that he went to Woodstock to play with Dylan and The Band and asked to join them. He was turned down.

Finally got around to picking up Clinic's Winchester Cathedral. It has less "rock" songs than Internal Wrangler, but it's still a rocking album...a really nice vibe that you can't get anywhere else. It's a shame they haven't caught on in the U.S., even though bands that ape their sound, except do it more boring, like the Arcade Fire, are lauded and make indie kids cream their jeans. The texture, the instrumentation, the overall vibe of the music is just something that swallows you whole. I highly reccomend it.

Did more listening to the Unicorn's Who Will Cut Our Hair When We're Gone?. Well, lyrically, it has really great, light spots, such as the arguing, or the sheer delight of "I Was Born A Unicorn", but then you listen to it more, and it's a concept album...it's about a young man living life scared of death, forgeting about death, and then gettin' the cancer. It's something more than it appears, which really speaks to the album; the kitschy-but-dark artwork, the toy pianos and pan pipes betraying the great control of the different genres that are woven together (the rap beats, the funk keyboards, the garage rock guitars). Seriously. If you haven't bought it yet, you can get it at here from Amazon. Get it. Now.

Saw the new Weezer video. It's great cock rock. It's nerdy cock rock. It'll be a good album. I don't have my hopes up, but that'll just make it better, right?