What You'll Find Here: Music, Movies and Me

Since May 1976, I have written in journals. When I have nothing particularly resonant to say about my own inner turmoil, philosophic ramblings, sexual peccadillos or whining on about the state of the world around me...I have always fallen back on reporting the cultural time consumption that takes up in inordinate portion of my daily goings on.

In the 40+ years since my first concerts seeing Children's Symphony presentations on Sundays at the Pasadena Civic or The Hot Jazz Society's monthly Dixieland romps in an old meeting hall on the edge of the L.A. "River" across from Griffith Park, I have been sold heavily on the magic of live music. As Neil Young so aptly put it, "Live music is better bumper stickers should be issued."

Growing up a few orange groves and canyons length away from Hollywood also contributed greatly to my family's addiction to movie going. From the time I was a small there were weekly trips to the drive-in theaters that dotted the landscape, or the local Temple theater for the Saturday matinees. Once in a while we'd drive the 12 miles into Hollywood and see something in one of the magnificent old movie palaces like Grauman's Chinese, the Egyptian, The Pantages or later the Cinerama Dome. My dad loved Westerns and War movies, as if he didn't get enough shoot-'em-up as an L.A. County Sheriff in his day gig, my mom adored musicals and comedies. My brother and I loved them all.

At SDSU, I played in my first gigging band and began booking concerts on campus as part of the well-funded Cultural Arts Board, kindling for my future life in and around music.

So it's not surprising that my first jobs out of college were working in local video rental places (which were all the rage) or managing a couple of Sam Goody record stores in Mall's on the East Coast where we marveled at the new CD format and sold the first home computers and video games (yes Commodore and Pong and Atari).

So these are really just extensions of all of those journal entries talking about the great new movies I was seeing and LPs/CDs I was listening to.

Though iPODS/iPADs, apps, smart phones and downloads now make music and movies accessible in your own pocket, there is still nothing like sitting in front of a stack of speakers with a room full of people swaying to music created before your eyes. Nor is there anything that works quite so well for me to escape the real world and all of it's pressures just outside than two hours in a dark theater, absorbing the stories flickering across that wide screen as they pull you into their world.

But a really good taco runs a close third...

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

CONCERT REVIEW ARCHIVES: LE BUTCHERETTES


Where: The Echo, Echo Park, CA
When: March 11, 2011 opening for Mike Watt + Missingmen

I was inspired by the Watt show Sunday to troll around YouTube for some vids of LE BUTCHERETTES, the opening band from the MIKE WATT + THE MISSINGMEN Hyphenated-man performance at the Echo back on March 11 of this year.

Le Butcherettes were one of those rare, killin' opening bands that you can't wait to see again. Their latest incarnation features from Guadalajara, firecracker mouthpiece Teri Gender Bender on vocals, guitars, keys, serpentine motion and stage diving, Jonathan Hischke from Hella on bass, and Gabe Serbian from The Locust on drums. Tight and jugular pumping garage-punk. Here are a three vids from this very show to shove what you missed in your face....and a mersh vid or two...THE SOUND IS LOUD AND VOCALS PRACTICALLY BURIED ON THE LIVE TRACKS SO IF YOU CAN'T HANG TRY THE LAST TWO VIDS.....WIMPS

THE DEVIL LIVED and New York:



HENRY DON'T GOT LOVE:



BREATHE YOU IN:



BANG -




NEW YORK -

 


UPCOMING 2011  TOUR DATES


More on LE BUTCHERETTES Here 

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