More fantastic illustrations by John Keely, this time of Johnny Cash. Thank you to Roz who kindly bought me the book in which they appear.
Folsom Prison Blues – Johnny Cash
Ring Of Fire – Johnny Cash
I Walk The Line – Johnny Cash
Hurt – Johnny Cash
God’s Gonna Cut You Down – Johnny Cash
Congratulations to the All Whites, and good luck for 2010!
… that there was no show last night. It was because the studio was locked and barricaded by ferocious allosaurs. Quite beyond our control you see.
Just wanted to let everyone know we’re DJing in support of Percy Feral’s show at Watusi on Friday the 13th, come along if you’re in Wellington. You’d be silly not to because Percy Feral rule, I’ve been rocking out with their demos lately and enjoying it very much.
Sorry ’bout the lateness of this post, I have no excuse other than Fifa 10… It was one of my favourite shows we’ve done so far, so much great, raw and dirty rock and roll came out of Mexico in the 60’s. Remember you can download my Day Of The Dead compilation here. Playlist after the jump
In other news, The King Khan & BBQ Show have just released their new album Invisible Girl on In The Red!
I just had to post this track from it, which is very, very lyrically graphic as well as being a really great rock and roll song. Don’t say I didn’t warn ya…
The King Khan & BBQ Show- Tastebuds
The Dutchess and The Duke are one of those bands that I’ve come across and wondered how I haven’t found them earlier. The duo from Seattle, consisting of Jesse Lortz and Kimberley Morrison, released the amazing debut She’s The Dutchess, He’s The Duke last year, and have recently released the follow-up Sunset/ Sunrise on the wonderful little label Hardly Art (home to Le Loup and Golden Triangle to name some favorites).
I’m still digesting Sunset/ Sunrise, which involves slightly more ambitious arrangements and optimism, but She’s The Dutchess, He’s The Duke has wormed its way into my heart, with little resistance. Most reviews compare them to early Rolling Stones, but the dark tone of the lyrics and super spare set up of acoustic guitars and minimal hand percussion which provide foil for the pop melodies makes me think southern gothic- or western, if you will. It’s all in the accents.
Lortz likes to pull apart the darker inclinations, his darker inclinations- it’s no secret that much of the lyrical content is autobiographical. So you hear about how we’re lifted and ruined by love, people gone from our lives and the ones we want to run from, the keepers, the take-it-or-leavers. Though grim, it is never overbearingly so- the upbeat guitar, brevity of the songs and album length always leaves me slightly stunned at conclusion, like there are gaps to fill in.
I’ve tucked a video and a song away behind the jump, for your audio-visual pleasure.
Animal Collective
For your viewing pleasure, and to indulge myself, here are a few pictures from my favorite Flickr stream, Gorilla Vs. Bear Polaroids. I’ve become so sick of the over shined, shopped and posed press type photos gracing the pages of music magazines currently that finding this little oddball collection made my heart skip.
Girls
Instant nostalgia. Makes me yearn for more film for my hungry Polaroid. The collection is closing in on 1,000 photos- no mean feat, and all shot on beautiful, lovely, papery Polaroids, or super bright and hazy Holga medium format.
Grizzly Bear
It works as a supplement to the blog itself, Gorilla Vs. Bear, which is always worth a look and your time for a new music fix. I envision the photographer as someone who lives in a parallel universe, where high school has just finished forever and it’s the last summer before the big wide will swallow them up. They’re in perpetual motion, following their favorite bands about in a shitty beat up old car, sleeping late, making new friends, drinking too much beer too often and getting sunburnt sitting about in the sand and the dust. What I mean is, these photos feel personal- like the photographer has unearthed them from a shoe box kept under the bed to show to you, and only you. A peek in an old album, or a scrapbook buried on the bookshelf.
Smith Westerns
Anyway, if you have a couple of hours to spare, appreciate unusual film formats, great bands, and unpretentious photography, check it out. From well-known indie bands to sonic obscurities, live shots to portraits, its got a bit of everything beautiful and musical for the eyes.
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