A Mediocre Rage: Gabe on The Hold Steady’s Live Album
Gabe Baker – I’ve never seen a Hold Steady show, but I’m relatively confident that most nights it’s way more fun than A Positive Rage would suggest.
Gabe Baker – I’ve never seen a Hold Steady show, but I’m relatively confident that most nights it’s way more fun than A Positive Rage would suggest.
Andrew Mudede – The rate of difficulty, one has to conclude, in making a reasonable or otherwise watchable James Bond movie inflates to price-of-bread-in-Zimbabwe dimensions when there is no Ian Fleming text as guidance.
Greg Lehman – A fun, sloppy rock mess. That’s what I’d call the New Faces’ Two Years album.
Sometimes sounding like The Editors, The Strokes, Interpol, The Hives and always The Clash, this eleven track album is as catchy as the common cold. These Port Townsend boys haven’t necessarily created the most original sound, but some albums aren’t made for breaking new ground.
Graham Isaac – “You don’t really go for blondes, do you?” my sister accurately observed on her recent visit. With that in mind, I knew seeing Ladytron in Bristol wasn’t going to be a bad idea. Plus, it’d been a few months since my last gig and I was ready to be icily electropopped.
Tyson Lynn – Weekday shows are tough. For the audience, who often end up working cocktail napkin math (the remainder of the show subtracted from the amount of sleep necessary to perform basic human functions, divided by the enthusiasm for the remaining acts); for the venue, gambling they’ll bring in just enough money from the bar to cover electricity and liability; and for the artists, who want to play to as many people as possible (who are thinking about leaving, or never came out at all) for enough money to get to the next gig (from a venue that’s barely covering costs).