Usher's Here I Stand opens at #1, with sales of 443,000. It's the biggest opening by a male artist so far this year, topping Jack Johnson's Sleep Through The Static, which bowed in February with sales of 375,000. The last male artists to post bigger first-week numbers were Kanye West and 50 Cent, who scored in their heavily-publicized face-off in September. West's Graduation opened with sales of 957,000. 50 Cent's Curtis bowed with 691,000.
Here I Stand ranks behind only Mariah Carey's E=MC2 (463,000) for the biggest sales week so far in 2008. The difference is that Carey's tally improved on her previous best opening total (of 404,000), posted by The Emancipation Of Mimi in April 2005. Usher's total is less than half of that posted by his previous best opening, Confessions, which bowed in March 2004 with first-week sales of 1,096,000.
The market has declined markedly since 2004, so Usher's diminished opening is to be expected. The really striking part--which becomes more impressive as the weeks go by--is that Carey defied the trends to post a bigger opening than she had the last time out.
Another probable factor in Usher's smaller opening number this time is that he took a four-year break after Confessions. During that time, Chris Brown arrived on the scene with a pair of smash albums. Brown was 16 when he debuted in 2005, the same age that Usher was when he started out in 1994.
Confessions has sold 9,548,000 copies, which makes it the #20 album of the Nielsen/SoundScan era (which dates to 1991). Significantly, it's the #1 best-selling album released after 2002. Will we ever again see a 9.5 million selling album? I'd like to say yes, but it would take a significant turnaround in consumer buying patterns, as they say in the industry. (They actually talk like that.)
"Love In This Club," the lead single from the new album, has sold 1,665,000 downloads in its first 14 weeks.
Usher, 29, one of the top soul men of his generation, is joined in the top 10 by Al Green, 62, one of the top soul men of all time. Green's Lay It Down debuts at #9, becoming the soul legend's highest-charting album in more than 35 years--since I'm Still In Love With You peaked at #4 in December 1972. Green has had two other top 10 albums: Let's Stay Together (#8 in April 1972) and Call Me (#10 in June 1973).
Incidentally, remember all the ribbing 50 Cent took in September when he lost that first-week sales bout with West? He lost face, which artists never want to do--especially in the hyper-macho world of rap. But it's time for some perspective. In the eight months since the duel, a grand total of two albums have opened with equal or better numbers than 50 Cent posted that week. Alicia Keys' As I Am started with sales of 742,000. Eagles' Long Road Out Of Eden opened with sales of 711,000. That's it. 50 Cent, there's no need to feel bad about that opening number. You done good.
Coldplay's "Viva La Vida" jumps to #1 on the Hot Digital Songs chart, with 219,000 paid downloads. It's the band's first #1 on this chart. "Clocks," which has sold 1,066,000 downloads, was released in February 2003, 20 months before the chart originated.
David Cook and David Archuletta have been in the music business for all of two weeks and they're already experiencing the downside of chart success. You'll recall that last week, Cook had 17 songs on the top 200 Hot Digital Songs chart, while Archie had 12. This week, most of them fell off. Cook has four songs remaining (topped by "Time Of My Life" at #4), while Archie has three (topped by "In This Moment" at #111). I wish both men more chart ups than downs over the years, though it may be good that they're learning early that you can't really have one without the other.
Here's the low-down on this week's top 10 albums.
1. Usher, Here I Stand, 443,000. While this opening week number is less than half of Usher's most recent album, Confessions, it's more than twice that of 8701, his hit album right before Confessions. So you can look at it through whichever prism you choose. Five songs from the new album are listed on Hot Digital Songs. "Love In This Club" jumps from #12 to #10, "Love In This Club, Part II" jumps from #43 to #35, "Moving Mountains" debuts at #42, "Best Thing" opens at #116 and "What's Your Name" bows at #145.
2. Various Artists, Sex And The City soundtrack, 66,000. This new entry is the highest-charting soundtrack to a theatrical movie that was based on a prime-time TV series (got all that?) since Mission: Impossible 2 opened at #2 in May 2000. Sex, which led the box-office last weekend with a gross of $55.7 million, is the chickiest of chick flicks, while M:I 2 was a male-driven, explosion-filled exercise. The Sex soundtrack features a mostly female roster of names including Jennifer Hudson, Nina Simone, Fergie and India.Arie. M:I 2 was powered by hits by Metallica and Limp Bizkit.
3. 3 Doors Down, 3 Doors Down, 63,000. Last week's #1 drops to #3 in its second week. This is a more graceful decline than the band made last time out. A week after debuting at #1, Seventeen Days plummeted to #6. "It's Not My Time" holds at #17 on Hot Digital Songs.
4. Bun-B, II Thrill, 40,000. The rapper falls from #2 to #4 in his second week in the top 10. The album features 20 guest stars, including Sean Kingston, Lil' Wayne, Rick Ross, Lupe Fiasco and Juvenile. Smart man, Bun-B. If all those artists (plus their friends, relatives, managers and agents) buy a copy, you're well on your way to a top 10 album.
5. Leona Lewis, Spirit, 39,000. Lewis inches back up to #5 in her eighth week in the top 10. The album is #7 for the year-to-date. Both John Denver and Earth, Wind & Fire had top 10 albums in 1976 called Spirit. It was a good title then. It's a good title now. "Bleeding Love" slips from #5 to #7 on Hot Digital Songs.
6. Frank Sinatra, Nothing But The Best, 37,000. Sinatra drops two notches in his third week in the top 10. This is Sinatra's 22nd greatest hits set or compilation to make the charts. His first, This Is Sinatra!, was released in 1956. That's what happens when you're a legend for more than half a century.
7. Duffy, Rockferry, 36,000. Duffy moves back up a notch in her third week in the top 10. "Mercy" jumps from #23 to #20 on Hot Digital Songs.
8. Mariah Carey, E=MC2, 36,000. Carey drops another notch to #8 in her seventh week in the top 10. Carey's album has sold 968,000 copies. For the year-to-date, it's second only to Jack Johnson's Sleep Through The Static. "Touch My Body" jumps from #38 to #37 on Hot Digital Songs. "Bye Bye" jumps from #46 to #38.
9. Al Green's Lay It Down, 34,000. In addition to landing his first Top 10 album in nearly 35 years (see above item), Green is also featured on a second album in the top 10--the Sex And The City soundtrack. He teams with Joss Stone to perform the Bee Gees' "How Can You Mend A Broken Heart?," which he first recorded on his Let's Stay Together album in 1972.
10. Death Cab For Cutie, Narrow Stairs, 33,000. Death Cab slips from #5 to #10 in its third week in the top 10. "I Will Possess Your Heart" dips from #85 to #88 on Hot Digital Songs.
Three albums drop out of the top 10 this week. Madonna's Hard Candy slips from #9 to #11, Neil Diamond's Home Before Dark drops from #10 to #15 and Julianne Hough's Julianne Hough falls from #3 to #16.
Fergie's The Dutchess vaults from #104 to #28 in its 89th week on the chart. The surge is linked to the release of a deluxe edition of the album containing four new tracks, including "Labels Or Love," her contribution to the Sex And The City soundtrack. Another long-running hit, Taylor Swift's Taylor Swift, holds at #12 in its 84th week on the chart-and its 30th consecutive week in the top 20. It's worth noting that neither of these albums ever topped the chart--The Dutchess peaked at #2, Taylor Swift at #5--which reminds us once again that reaching #1 is not the be-all and end-all.
Wisin y Yandel's Los Extraterrestres: Otra Dimension vaults from #185 to #31 in its 29th week on the chart. The album's sales jumped by 265%, the greatest increase of any non-debuting album. The album entered the chart at #14 in November. The Latin reggae duo from Puerto Rico reached #30 in 2005 with Pa'l Mundo. Juan Luna is "Wisin" and Llandel Malave is "Yandel." But then you knew that.
The new Broadway cast album to Rodgers & Hammerstein's South Pacific opens at #59. The original 1949 Broadway cast album was #1 for 69 weeks, longer than any other album in the history of Billboard's album chart. The 1958 movie soundtrack logged 31 weeks at #1. Only one other Broadway musical--Rodgers & Hammerstein's The Sound Of Music--generated both a #1 cast album and a #1 movie soundtrack. South Pacific features "Some Enchanted Evening," "There Is Nothin' Like A Dame," "I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Out Of My Hair" and "Carefully Taught," which was one of the first mainstream popular works to attack bigotry. (Remember, the show first appeared in 1949, five years before Brown v. The Board of Education and 14 years before Dr. Martin Luther King's "I Have A Dream" speech.)
Underoath's Survive, Kaleidoscope opens at #80, a sharp drop-off from the Christian hard rock group's last album, Define The Great Line, which opened at #2 in June 2006. The Christian rock genre had better luck on the catalog chart where Time/Life's I Can Only Imagine: Ultimate Power Anthems Of The Christian Faith is #1 for the sixth week. The three-CD set sold 14,000 copies this week and would have ranked #29 on the big chart if older, catalog albums were allowed to compete there.
Foxboro Hot Tubs' Stop, Drop And Roll!!! drops from #21 to #103 in its second week. The album's sales fell off by 65%, the steepest decline of any album in the top 200. Sorry, guys.
An Elite Club: Plain White T's' "Hey There Delilah" this week becomes the fourth song to top the 3 million mark in paid digital downloads. It follows "Crank That Soulja Boy" by Soulja Boy Tell ‘Em, which reached the plateau on Jan. 6; "Low" by Flo Rida featuring T Pain, which hit the mark on Feb. 17; and "Apologize" by Timbaland featuring OneRepublic, which rang the bell on Feb. 24. It's noteworthy that this roster of mega-hits includes two funky rap hits and two pretty ballads. Styles change, but people will always want to dance and people will always fall in love. Fergie's "Big Girls Don't Cry" is on track to top the 3 million mark in paid downloads in about a month. Its current tally is 2,957,000. Three other songs are currently above 2,800,000 and may join the 3 million club in coming months: Kanye West's "Stronger," "SexyBack" by Justin Timberlake featuring Timbaland and "Umbrella" by Rihanna featuring Jay-Z.
Heads Up: Will Usher have a second week at #1, as Mariah Carey did in April? Or will he fall behind Disturbed's Indestructible, which is expected to be next week's top debut? (The hard rock group opened at #1 with its last two albums, Believe and Ten Thousand Fists.) Also due to enter next week's chart: Ashanti's The Declaration, Weezer's Weezer (a.k.a., The Red Album), Jewel's Perfectly Clear, Gavin Rossdale's Wanderlust, Radiohead's The Best Of, Aimee Mann's Smilers and the Now 28 compilation.
Source : http://new.music.yahoo.com/
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
The 25 Best Alternative Rock Bands Of The 1990s
By Rob O'Connor
With Weezer out with a new album, it reminded us here at List Of the Day (actually it's just me, but I talk to myself enough to engage the plural) that there were other bands that also existed in the 1990s. And most of them, regardless of what they sounded like, got marketed as "indie" (even if on a major label), alternative (even if they sounded like the Eagles with distortion pedals), or punk (grab a safety pin and say "Oi!").
Were Pearl Jam or Stone Temple Pilots or Nine Inch Nails really alternative groups back in the 1990s? I suppose Trent Reznor was scratching out a new sound, and Pearl Jam may have sounded like Blood, Sweat and Tears on "the clear" but their business practices and general outlook on life once they'd sold 10 million copies of their first album was pretty much a "leave us be" kind of approach. Hole were terrible. Rancid sounded like the Clash, but much worse. Bad Religion somehow got popular. And Fugazi made dull records but managed to put their Marxist anti-consumerist values to the test and stayed true to their ideals until the end. Bravo for that.
This time around I decided to really mess with you. That's right. I put SOLO ACTS on the list. Because even the best solo performers hire someone to play behind them. And while I still compromised the list a tad to include bands that sold a few records here--I mean, Beck was a hero to most, but he always seemed a little forced to me--I did manage to put some of my personal faves way higher on the list than any other listening human would. I did Nirvana the favor of keeping them in the Top 10 out of pure crass cynicism. And Smashing Pumpkins were ignored because they're not alternative, they're Queen.
I also short-changed the British big time. (Belle & Sebastian are Scottish.) Somehow, it seems like they should have their own list someday, a place where Pulp and Blur and Oasis can duke it out without a bunch of loudmouth Americans getting in the way.
I had over 75 bands on this initial list and everyone included had to start in the first half of the 1990s to qualify. While cutting L7 was easy, trashing the unforgivable Goo Goo Dolls was natural, and losing Radiohead made me chuckle (oh, the hatemail), seeing the dude from Palace sent to the scrapheap made me a little sad until I realized, some day there will be an alt.country list that I can sneak him and Richard Buckner onto! But until then, we'll stick with this crap. (And for those wondering, the Yo La Tengo snub was deliberate, too. I love plenty of dull, sleepy music, but not from Hoboken.)
25) Sebadoh: By acting like he didn't care and singing as if he had a cold, Lou Barlow made sloppy half-assed albums that always included a couple of heart-tugging tunes that made girls weep and boys think to themselves "I gotta try that." That's right kids, even the losers get lucky sometimes!
24) Dinosaur Jr.: From the band that gave us Lou Barlow and Sebadoh, number 25 on this list (just look above you), Dinosaur Jr. became the ruling party for J. Mascis whose idea of a good time is making everyone in his audience completely deaf. He has essentially written the same three or four songs over and over and done so with just enough skill to make it seem irrelevant. As long as you like the songs he writes, who cares about diversity or variety. Just sit around and play video games and pretend your life isn't going down the toilet. Works for me.
23) Sonic Youth: The band that wouldn't die. No one can kill these guys. They will be making albums long after the rest of us are locked up in retirement communities or buried in landfills. And they will continue to do so without ever properly tuning their guitars. They will continue to spout abstract poetry and fans will argue over what moves were "too rock," "too commercial," "too experimental" and "too over with." Each new generation will like them for three to five albums and eventually move on to breed children and attend soccer games much to their inner horror.
22) Pavement: By acting smarter than everyone else, they became smarter than everyone else. And by having friends in the music business who liked to tell everyone how smart they were, it became fact. To me? The Tom Petty of Alternative Rock. A couple of nice tunes per album with a bunch of filler that only the diehards need to understand. The rest of us can go shopping for furniture.
21) Flaming Lips: Ambitious young scamps whose workaholic ways guaranteed them a staying power no one expected when the Lips first burst on the scene in the mid-‘80s. Who would've known that Wayne Coyne would have such ambition in him, such single-minded devotion to being so weird? To releasing an album that required four CD players to listen to?
20) Cracker: David Lowery was once in Camper Van Beethoven. Who would've thought he'd have even more success with his follow-up? I think he did. "Low" was a pretty sizable hit and they kept making records that had decent tunes on them, which probably meant that they didn't do so well, since writing decent tunes is often the death knell for songwriters. You gotta write crappy and stupid if you want hits. Everyone knows that!
19) Beck: The post-modern Dylan? The just-in-time Donovan? The England Dan and John Ford Coley for the hipster set? The Doobie Brothers without the brothers? The man is a performer wrapped inside a recording studio hiding behind a sampler that's been hitting him in the head repeatedly. He never makes the same move twice. Unless he forgets what his last move was. Then he might. He doesn't look like he's paying attention, but someone in his management must be. Or maybe he does everything while he sleeps. Some sleep aids make people gamble and eat without them even realizing it. Maybe it's like that.
18) Weezer: Am I supposed to like these guys or hate them? Take them seriously or figure they're being ironic? Do I get it or are they getting me? Hmmn, why does this scenario seem so familiar to me? Why does it seem as if I've somehow been here myself? A parallel universe? Psychic vibes? Bloodbrothers fighting a war against intellect and the right to be stupid? I think it's over my head.
17) Giant Sand: An interview with Howe Gelb of Giant Sand usually goes something like this: You say, "Hello, Howe, how are you today?" And then Howe begins explaining how he is and then recounts everything that happened to him since the making of his latest album. At which point, 45 minutes have elapsed and he has answered all your questions without you even having to ask anything more. You simply say, "Thank you, Howe" and hang up the phone.
16) Afghan Whigs: Greg Dulli was always destined for semi-greatness. In another era, with Andrew Loog Oldham promoting him, he might've been huge. Instead, he had to settle for mostly hated. He makes my fan club look like a gentlemen's auxiliary. But no matter many slings people take at this poor chap, he comes back stronger, angrier and more seductive. Black Love still sounds like a film noir where nobody survives. But they must because he went on to the Twilight Singers and the Gutter Twins with Mark Lanegan, where he continues to entertain and irritate with maximum efficiency. But stop hitting on my sister!
15) The Breeders: The one time I interviewed these folks was one of the most surreal moments of my incredible and useless journalism career. They were throwing the phone to each other, pretending to be someone else and giving answers that were mostly unprintable or incoherent. They were having so much fun at my expense that I decided to just go with it and play along. I even promised them I would listen to their album afterwards. I think I did. And I think it was pretty good.
14) Belle And Sebastian: What began as a school project turned out to be full employment for a large group of Scottish youth. If we had programs like this in the United States, we'd have even more bands living in Brooklyn! There might be a reason we don't support these kinds of things. And while I avoided most "twee" things for this particular column, I couldn't ignore these folks. They almost make me feel like dancing but that would be going too far.
13) Elliott Smith: Weird to think this guy was ever alive. Listening to his albums today, especially the self-tilted one and Either/Or--it's like hearing a ghost. His elegant quiet, his compulsive misery, his inability to sound happy even when he's imagining himself singing a Beatles tune indicates the sound of a man not long for the earth. Sad but not surprising. What were his options? Join Sigur Ros?
12) Mudhoney: The boys who were supposed to be Nirvana. Yes, Mudhoney were there first and everyone was convinced that if the universe worked right, they would one day be rich and famous and the kids would understand. But these guys never really went about it the right way and the kids didn't really care. The kids were happy with the Green Day. They didn't want stuff this messy.
11) PJ Harvey: It's no wonder she ended up duetting with Nick Cave. She's like his mirror image in a girl package. Her blues can get a little trying, but her quiet whisperings and her piano stuff is unnerving in its eerie solitude. And while there were once rumblings that PJ Harvey was a band, she was pretty quick to stop that idea.
10) Nirvana: These young men changed everything. Well, not everything. But certainly the bank accounts of not just people who worked for them, but even the bank accounts of bands who once had a career before they showed up. Just ask the guys in Winger or any hair metal band what happened to their show business receipts once "Smells Like Teen Spirit" got ahold of MTV and radio stations across the land. Not everyone profited at Kurt Cobain's expense.
9) Guided By Voices: Bob Pollard wrote 10,000 songs during this decade and he released every one of them twice. Or so it seems. He has become a legend if only by sheer numbers. And why not? Quantity is quality sometimes.
8) Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds: The Lord of Darkness came into the ‘90s with The Good Son and then rolled out a procession of albums that in retrospect just get better and better. He threw off the more affected Southern Gothic Snake Blues for his own weird ballad lust and a healthy dose of Arthur Janov-inspired primordial yelping. That he actually caught on in some small way is beyond strange. Since it seemed as if he was almost going out of his way to annoy anyone who would dare befriend him. In other words, don't lend him money.
7) Vic Chesnutt: There's a reason Michael Stipe wanted to get this guy into a recording studio. He knew he'd found a local talent who deserved to be less local. And while not everyone will enjoy his voice or comprehend his twists of phrase, that doesn't mean the rest of us have to eat crappy hot dogs for the rest of our lives. No, we can dig into a delicious Vic burger where his southern charm spices up tales of brave sissies. Athens, Georgia's finest songwriter in a wheelchair? Even from that position, he can kick our butts.
6) The Fall: Mark E. Smith will never run out of ideas. Because he's redefined the idea of what an "idea" is. It's pretty much anything he can get away with. Just as "The Fall" consists of whomever he decides. Whether he's been getting better or worse is a matter of personal mood. Some days it seems like he's a bit off. Other times, it all makes sense. The Fall operate the opposite of an old man's digestive tract, where a good day is any day you're close to regular. For the Fall, you're looking to be "irregular" because that's where the magic happens.
5) Mark Lanegan: The Screaming Trees were his day gig. His solo career was where he belonged. This dark, serious blues singer has always had the ear of the cognoscenti--from Kurt Cobain (who learned at his feet) to Greg Dulli (who now collaborates)--and with good reason. The man has a Leonard Cohen gravitas attached to his Nick Cave heart of darkness. And he'll kill you if you disagree.
4) Julian Cope: Who would've thought a guy from a British ‘80s psychedelic group--that would be the Teardrop Explodes--would end up churning out some of his best work a decade later after flunking the pop charts? But artistic freedom's just another phrase for self-indulgence, but if the self-indulger has a lifetime of good influences under his belt--in Cope's case Krautrock and the Stooges--then you're more likely to get something worth looking into. Vacuum cleaners suck by nature, but if you're cleaning a gold mine, whaddaya got?
3) American Music Club: They've tried to put it back together. But some moments in time are simply the confluence of factors beyond anyone's control. And for a flicker, this unlikely group--the pedal steel player was their secret weapon and he looked like an accountant--bopped and weaved among the sadcore, the hard rock (they opened for Pearl Jam and were pelted with garbage), the ambient and turned everything into cataclysmic, earth-shattering heartbreak. The Restless Stranger, Engine, California, United Kingdom, Everclear, Mercury, San Francisco, each album presented new options and new difficulties, like a game you can never actually win. But you keep playing because your luck eventually has to turn. Doesn't it?
2) Red House Painters: It's Mr. Sun Kil Moon to you these days, but Mark Kozelek crept into the ‘90s with long, slow tunes that altered reality as we knew it. The rules of rock were rewritten by this incredibly patient songwriter. Imagine, if you will, sitting at the DMV or standing in line at any bureaucratic office and enjoying yourself. That's how revolutionary this band was. Like Big Ben, they changed the nature of time itself.
1) Tom Waits: The man is an industry all too himself. Hung around as a beatnik in the ‘70s, turned to Captain Beefheart for the '80s and then fired off more bizarre shots in the ‘90s and onward. Every picture tells a story but the man is so brilliantly out of focus that the picture becomes an afterthought. Someone tell him to take his thumb off the lens. The going got weird and the weird turned pro. And when he goes on late night talk shows, the night immediately gets even later.
Source : http://new.music.yahoo.com/
With Weezer out with a new album, it reminded us here at List Of the Day (actually it's just me, but I talk to myself enough to engage the plural) that there were other bands that also existed in the 1990s. And most of them, regardless of what they sounded like, got marketed as "indie" (even if on a major label), alternative (even if they sounded like the Eagles with distortion pedals), or punk (grab a safety pin and say "Oi!").
Were Pearl Jam or Stone Temple Pilots or Nine Inch Nails really alternative groups back in the 1990s? I suppose Trent Reznor was scratching out a new sound, and Pearl Jam may have sounded like Blood, Sweat and Tears on "the clear" but their business practices and general outlook on life once they'd sold 10 million copies of their first album was pretty much a "leave us be" kind of approach. Hole were terrible. Rancid sounded like the Clash, but much worse. Bad Religion somehow got popular. And Fugazi made dull records but managed to put their Marxist anti-consumerist values to the test and stayed true to their ideals until the end. Bravo for that.
This time around I decided to really mess with you. That's right. I put SOLO ACTS on the list. Because even the best solo performers hire someone to play behind them. And while I still compromised the list a tad to include bands that sold a few records here--I mean, Beck was a hero to most, but he always seemed a little forced to me--I did manage to put some of my personal faves way higher on the list than any other listening human would. I did Nirvana the favor of keeping them in the Top 10 out of pure crass cynicism. And Smashing Pumpkins were ignored because they're not alternative, they're Queen.
I also short-changed the British big time. (Belle & Sebastian are Scottish.) Somehow, it seems like they should have their own list someday, a place where Pulp and Blur and Oasis can duke it out without a bunch of loudmouth Americans getting in the way.
I had over 75 bands on this initial list and everyone included had to start in the first half of the 1990s to qualify. While cutting L7 was easy, trashing the unforgivable Goo Goo Dolls was natural, and losing Radiohead made me chuckle (oh, the hatemail), seeing the dude from Palace sent to the scrapheap made me a little sad until I realized, some day there will be an alt.country list that I can sneak him and Richard Buckner onto! But until then, we'll stick with this crap. (And for those wondering, the Yo La Tengo snub was deliberate, too. I love plenty of dull, sleepy music, but not from Hoboken.)
25) Sebadoh: By acting like he didn't care and singing as if he had a cold, Lou Barlow made sloppy half-assed albums that always included a couple of heart-tugging tunes that made girls weep and boys think to themselves "I gotta try that." That's right kids, even the losers get lucky sometimes!
24) Dinosaur Jr.: From the band that gave us Lou Barlow and Sebadoh, number 25 on this list (just look above you), Dinosaur Jr. became the ruling party for J. Mascis whose idea of a good time is making everyone in his audience completely deaf. He has essentially written the same three or four songs over and over and done so with just enough skill to make it seem irrelevant. As long as you like the songs he writes, who cares about diversity or variety. Just sit around and play video games and pretend your life isn't going down the toilet. Works for me.
23) Sonic Youth: The band that wouldn't die. No one can kill these guys. They will be making albums long after the rest of us are locked up in retirement communities or buried in landfills. And they will continue to do so without ever properly tuning their guitars. They will continue to spout abstract poetry and fans will argue over what moves were "too rock," "too commercial," "too experimental" and "too over with." Each new generation will like them for three to five albums and eventually move on to breed children and attend soccer games much to their inner horror.
22) Pavement: By acting smarter than everyone else, they became smarter than everyone else. And by having friends in the music business who liked to tell everyone how smart they were, it became fact. To me? The Tom Petty of Alternative Rock. A couple of nice tunes per album with a bunch of filler that only the diehards need to understand. The rest of us can go shopping for furniture.
21) Flaming Lips: Ambitious young scamps whose workaholic ways guaranteed them a staying power no one expected when the Lips first burst on the scene in the mid-‘80s. Who would've known that Wayne Coyne would have such ambition in him, such single-minded devotion to being so weird? To releasing an album that required four CD players to listen to?
20) Cracker: David Lowery was once in Camper Van Beethoven. Who would've thought he'd have even more success with his follow-up? I think he did. "Low" was a pretty sizable hit and they kept making records that had decent tunes on them, which probably meant that they didn't do so well, since writing decent tunes is often the death knell for songwriters. You gotta write crappy and stupid if you want hits. Everyone knows that!
19) Beck: The post-modern Dylan? The just-in-time Donovan? The England Dan and John Ford Coley for the hipster set? The Doobie Brothers without the brothers? The man is a performer wrapped inside a recording studio hiding behind a sampler that's been hitting him in the head repeatedly. He never makes the same move twice. Unless he forgets what his last move was. Then he might. He doesn't look like he's paying attention, but someone in his management must be. Or maybe he does everything while he sleeps. Some sleep aids make people gamble and eat without them even realizing it. Maybe it's like that.
18) Weezer: Am I supposed to like these guys or hate them? Take them seriously or figure they're being ironic? Do I get it or are they getting me? Hmmn, why does this scenario seem so familiar to me? Why does it seem as if I've somehow been here myself? A parallel universe? Psychic vibes? Bloodbrothers fighting a war against intellect and the right to be stupid? I think it's over my head.
17) Giant Sand: An interview with Howe Gelb of Giant Sand usually goes something like this: You say, "Hello, Howe, how are you today?" And then Howe begins explaining how he is and then recounts everything that happened to him since the making of his latest album. At which point, 45 minutes have elapsed and he has answered all your questions without you even having to ask anything more. You simply say, "Thank you, Howe" and hang up the phone.
16) Afghan Whigs: Greg Dulli was always destined for semi-greatness. In another era, with Andrew Loog Oldham promoting him, he might've been huge. Instead, he had to settle for mostly hated. He makes my fan club look like a gentlemen's auxiliary. But no matter many slings people take at this poor chap, he comes back stronger, angrier and more seductive. Black Love still sounds like a film noir where nobody survives. But they must because he went on to the Twilight Singers and the Gutter Twins with Mark Lanegan, where he continues to entertain and irritate with maximum efficiency. But stop hitting on my sister!
15) The Breeders: The one time I interviewed these folks was one of the most surreal moments of my incredible and useless journalism career. They were throwing the phone to each other, pretending to be someone else and giving answers that were mostly unprintable or incoherent. They were having so much fun at my expense that I decided to just go with it and play along. I even promised them I would listen to their album afterwards. I think I did. And I think it was pretty good.
14) Belle And Sebastian: What began as a school project turned out to be full employment for a large group of Scottish youth. If we had programs like this in the United States, we'd have even more bands living in Brooklyn! There might be a reason we don't support these kinds of things. And while I avoided most "twee" things for this particular column, I couldn't ignore these folks. They almost make me feel like dancing but that would be going too far.
13) Elliott Smith: Weird to think this guy was ever alive. Listening to his albums today, especially the self-tilted one and Either/Or--it's like hearing a ghost. His elegant quiet, his compulsive misery, his inability to sound happy even when he's imagining himself singing a Beatles tune indicates the sound of a man not long for the earth. Sad but not surprising. What were his options? Join Sigur Ros?
12) Mudhoney: The boys who were supposed to be Nirvana. Yes, Mudhoney were there first and everyone was convinced that if the universe worked right, they would one day be rich and famous and the kids would understand. But these guys never really went about it the right way and the kids didn't really care. The kids were happy with the Green Day. They didn't want stuff this messy.
11) PJ Harvey: It's no wonder she ended up duetting with Nick Cave. She's like his mirror image in a girl package. Her blues can get a little trying, but her quiet whisperings and her piano stuff is unnerving in its eerie solitude. And while there were once rumblings that PJ Harvey was a band, she was pretty quick to stop that idea.
10) Nirvana: These young men changed everything. Well, not everything. But certainly the bank accounts of not just people who worked for them, but even the bank accounts of bands who once had a career before they showed up. Just ask the guys in Winger or any hair metal band what happened to their show business receipts once "Smells Like Teen Spirit" got ahold of MTV and radio stations across the land. Not everyone profited at Kurt Cobain's expense.
9) Guided By Voices: Bob Pollard wrote 10,000 songs during this decade and he released every one of them twice. Or so it seems. He has become a legend if only by sheer numbers. And why not? Quantity is quality sometimes.
8) Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds: The Lord of Darkness came into the ‘90s with The Good Son and then rolled out a procession of albums that in retrospect just get better and better. He threw off the more affected Southern Gothic Snake Blues for his own weird ballad lust and a healthy dose of Arthur Janov-inspired primordial yelping. That he actually caught on in some small way is beyond strange. Since it seemed as if he was almost going out of his way to annoy anyone who would dare befriend him. In other words, don't lend him money.
7) Vic Chesnutt: There's a reason Michael Stipe wanted to get this guy into a recording studio. He knew he'd found a local talent who deserved to be less local. And while not everyone will enjoy his voice or comprehend his twists of phrase, that doesn't mean the rest of us have to eat crappy hot dogs for the rest of our lives. No, we can dig into a delicious Vic burger where his southern charm spices up tales of brave sissies. Athens, Georgia's finest songwriter in a wheelchair? Even from that position, he can kick our butts.
6) The Fall: Mark E. Smith will never run out of ideas. Because he's redefined the idea of what an "idea" is. It's pretty much anything he can get away with. Just as "The Fall" consists of whomever he decides. Whether he's been getting better or worse is a matter of personal mood. Some days it seems like he's a bit off. Other times, it all makes sense. The Fall operate the opposite of an old man's digestive tract, where a good day is any day you're close to regular. For the Fall, you're looking to be "irregular" because that's where the magic happens.
5) Mark Lanegan: The Screaming Trees were his day gig. His solo career was where he belonged. This dark, serious blues singer has always had the ear of the cognoscenti--from Kurt Cobain (who learned at his feet) to Greg Dulli (who now collaborates)--and with good reason. The man has a Leonard Cohen gravitas attached to his Nick Cave heart of darkness. And he'll kill you if you disagree.
4) Julian Cope: Who would've thought a guy from a British ‘80s psychedelic group--that would be the Teardrop Explodes--would end up churning out some of his best work a decade later after flunking the pop charts? But artistic freedom's just another phrase for self-indulgence, but if the self-indulger has a lifetime of good influences under his belt--in Cope's case Krautrock and the Stooges--then you're more likely to get something worth looking into. Vacuum cleaners suck by nature, but if you're cleaning a gold mine, whaddaya got?
3) American Music Club: They've tried to put it back together. But some moments in time are simply the confluence of factors beyond anyone's control. And for a flicker, this unlikely group--the pedal steel player was their secret weapon and he looked like an accountant--bopped and weaved among the sadcore, the hard rock (they opened for Pearl Jam and were pelted with garbage), the ambient and turned everything into cataclysmic, earth-shattering heartbreak. The Restless Stranger, Engine, California, United Kingdom, Everclear, Mercury, San Francisco, each album presented new options and new difficulties, like a game you can never actually win. But you keep playing because your luck eventually has to turn. Doesn't it?
2) Red House Painters: It's Mr. Sun Kil Moon to you these days, but Mark Kozelek crept into the ‘90s with long, slow tunes that altered reality as we knew it. The rules of rock were rewritten by this incredibly patient songwriter. Imagine, if you will, sitting at the DMV or standing in line at any bureaucratic office and enjoying yourself. That's how revolutionary this band was. Like Big Ben, they changed the nature of time itself.
1) Tom Waits: The man is an industry all too himself. Hung around as a beatnik in the ‘70s, turned to Captain Beefheart for the '80s and then fired off more bizarre shots in the ‘90s and onward. Every picture tells a story but the man is so brilliantly out of focus that the picture becomes an afterthought. Someone tell him to take his thumb off the lens. The going got weird and the weird turned pro. And when he goes on late night talk shows, the night immediately gets even later.
Source : http://new.music.yahoo.com/
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Judy Collins -- Who Knows Where the TIme Goes
A Judy Collins' old hit choreographed with the paintings of Winslow Homer, Claude Monet, Renoir, Sargent, and Van Gogh; with visual arts, photos, and graphics by Spadecaller.
Tags: Judy Collins, Monet, Homer, Sargent, Van Gogh
Touch Style Guitar Tips
Cha uses BoxGuitar - australian made guitar.
Tags: touch style, slap, tapping, guitar, electric, guitar method, music, guitarist, how to, cha cahyadi
Monday, June 2, 2008
A Hero In My Eyes - James Dupré
This young fellow has a quality in his voice not often encountered. He "pulls" emotion from from every word.
Tags: music, country, songwriter, original
Portal - Shallow
This is a really good band.I like this song a lot but i don't think it is their best.I found them on garageband and was surprised that a band of this quality isn't signed,You should check out some of there other music if you like this. Good musicianship,good writing,cool song.
Tags: Portal, rock, prog, canada
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