As career moves go, Bryan Ferry’s new disc is as quizzical as they come. After all, 1994’s Mamouna, his last album, didn’t set sales charts aflame, and in the five years since then, his extremely limited public activity has allowed the ardor of even his most fanatical boosters to cool…
Wanna know how come no one paints his or her favorite band’s name on the back of a denim jacket anymore? It’s not because blue jean-jackets are out of style — it’s that rock bands are. No kidding. There ain’t a group out there worth cracking out the acrylics for…
Primus AntiPop (Interscope) Yeah, Primus Sucks. There are bumper stickers, T-shirts, even www.primussucks.com to support this stupid battle cry, and the band could suck harder than an atomic horse leech before some of its longstanding faithful would bitch about it. Just be forewarned, hardcore believers: There’s very little fresh or…
As a former entertainment editor for Boulder’s Colorado Daily, Leland Rucker is perhaps among a handful of people qualified to compile a thorough history of the town’s rock-and-roll history. At least that’s what the Boulder Arts Commission might have been thinking when its members approached Rucker and Channel 8 producer…
Philadelphia’s Bardo Pond, Wednesday, November 17, at the 15th St. Tavern, creates a big noise, wall-of-sound schizophrenia that you can withstand without nurturing a bottle of Thorazine. Unlike most of its peers in the genre, the self-taught ensemble does not get lost in its improvisations. On Set and Setting, its…
The sci-fi musical comedy The Incredible Comeback of Frankie Pera runs Friday nights through November at the Mercury Cafe. It’s Reno by way of Roswell when the charismatic Pera, played by dramatist Mike Chappelle, takes the stage. For the next two hours, Pera’s job is to prep the audience for…
Musician Todd Bradley’s friends aren’t the people in your neighborhood. Instead of kicking back on a modulated sofa with a cold can o’ Coors, they’d prefer to chat on the Internet about WAV files, audio compression and the most current analog-to-digital conversion methods. Actually, Bradley’s friends aren’t even the people…
Most right-wingers would expect a punk rocker like bassist Krist Novoselic to burn flags. Instead, he waves them. Half of the rhythm section that made Nirvana run, Seattle-based Novoselic hasn’t turned his back on music since guitarist/vocalist Kurt Cobain used a shotgun to kill both himself and his band’s future…
Even for those who were more into Speed Racer and Toughskins than the Sex Pistols when they invaded America, there was a time when the prospect of stage-diving into middle age wasn’t so far-fetched. But the problem with so much punk rock (Suicidal Tendencies, the Exploited, DRI and Fear come…
Andy Warhol once wrote, “A person is entitled to the lighting they need.” It’s a philosophy the Pet Shop Boys seem to have taken to heart throughout the two-decade span of their careers as dance-music innovators. The Boys peaked during the synth-pop happy Eighties, thus ensuring that their songs would…
In the spirit of a surge of satirical acts performing around the area in recent and coming weeks (The Monsters of Mock at the Bluebird; the Aerosmith cover band Walk the Line at the Soiled Dove on Halloween; Neil Diamond impersonator Super Diamond at the Ogden on November 13) it…
Dead Moon, Wednesday, November 10, at the 15th Street Tavern, is Fred, Toody and Andrew, three Portland-based fifty-somethings who started gigging together around the time most of their current fans purchased their first Bugaloos LP. But don’t let their ages fool you: These raunchy garage rats know how to rock…
Trump Mother Jones, Friday, November 5, and Saturday, November 6, at the Soiled Dove, is a seven-man band whose players dedicate their skills as studied musicians to pure, unapologetic funk. Five of the seven are graduates of various Colorado music programs, while lead vocalist/percussionist Jeff Cook draws lyrical inspiration from…
As a fledgling country musician, Shelton Hank Williams, aka Hank Williams III, is in an unenviable crossfire of high expectations that make Jesus’s son-of-God standing seem almost cushy. After all, Williams’s grandfather, the legendary Hank Williams Sr., virtually created the country-and-Western genre and cemented its place in the archives of…
The words just won’t stop. Jeff Tweedy has little control over it, he says, so his days and nights are spent at the typewriter, at the computer, scribbling endlessly into notebooks. Pages and pages of stuff, words that are dark and comforting, hilarious and tragic. The writing is automatic, scattered…
Slick Rick’s fourth release, The Art of Storytelling, has recently gone as gold as the caps on his front teeth. This is particularly good news for the legendary MC, né Rick Walters. Since releasing a solo full-length five years ago, he’d all but disappeared from the rap realm that he…
The Aluminum Group Pedals (Minty Fresh) Pedals, the latest release from Chicago’s lounge-loving Aluminum Group, is populated by the kind of delicate little melodies that seem to peek at you from around a corner before coyly ducking away once you’ve noticed them. But the timidity is merely an act: These…
The mountain of local releases that needs reviewing is slightly diminished after last week’s column. But continuing the quest to cover all things local, here’s another smattering. Brethren Fast visits and revisits themes of gear revvin’, truck lovin’ and beer swillin’ on 500 Laps of Beer Drinkin’ Fun, the band’s…
Royal Trux, with Speedholes and the Foggy Mountain Fuckers, Saturday, October 30, at the 15th Street Tavern, has been through a lot since the now hubby-wife team of Jennifer Herrema and Neil Hagerty first came together more than ten years ago at the shared age of sixteen. The band has…
Linda Maich, Saturday, October 30, at the Curtis Arts and Humanities Center, is a world traveler. In fact, her residences in London and Paris might help explain the global reach of this Denver-born singer, songwriter and painter. It’s a quality captured on the brand-new Magic of the Heart, her second…
Bassist John Paul Jones isn’t the unluckiest founding member of Led Zeppelin; at least he’s not slowly decomposing like drummer John Bonham, who died in September 1980 after guzzling an estimated forty slugs of vodka in a twelve-hour period and then asphyxiating on his own vomit. But while his surviving…
Bruce Hartnell, formerly of Los Angeles punkers the Detonators, has executed a drastic change in style. Instead of the three-chord crunch of his past, these days guitarist Hartnell and his many mates in Los Mex Pistols del Norte are playing a form that hails less from Southern California as from…
