When the Cut Out Kid shakes it, he will break your legs and snap off your head. Watch how he does it….
When the Cut Out Kid shakes it, he will break your legs and snap off your head. Watch how he does it….

There is a scene, a classic one, from The Wire where only one word is uttered many times over. The word is fuck. Bunk Moreland and Jimmy McNulty, two detectives hot on the trail of a female homicide, are having an epiphany. After many tiresome hours, the two gumshoes realize the solution to the problem. This morning, while taking in those eight hours away from music happenings, I saw Hawksley Workman is briefly stepping into the states. And I was just complaining about how the man doesn’t visit. Without hesitation, I scrolled down to see who the lucky winners will be. My current locale? No, of course not. But, he is rolling through Schubas, my second-favorite Chicago venue.
On this Sunday in October, I have a prior engagement. Within a second, all I could think of was fuck. Nothing more. Instead of uttering the obscenity because I figured it all out, this was more in frustration, to put it lightly. Although, every problem has a solution. Either in Chicago, or one of the other venues below, I will be there. Don’t disappoint me, HW…
20-Oct-09 Cafe Du Nord Cafe Du Nord San Francisco, CA
21-Oct-09 Hotel Cafe Hotel Cafe Los Angeles, CA
25-Oct-09 Schubas Tavern Schubas Tavern Chicago, IL
28-Oct-09 City Winery City Winery New York, NY
29-Oct-09 Tin Angel Tin Angel Philadelphia, PA
A number very representative of what drew me to Hawksley in the first place…

No, I don’t have the talent to contribute anything, musically speaking. But 20 odd souls put up their specialty to be texturized in your own mix. Here, you have 20 small YouTube clips, with each one possessing a different artist laying down his/her own track/instrument. Since you’re behind the boards today, begin a clip, mix it with another and another, to create something. The site hosts a great range of options: Banjo, synth, piano, organ, guitar, Nintendo DS, and to complete your trunk, full of amps, an OMNICHORD, amongst other tools to create.
What did I just read? It’s all explained when you click below…

The 90′s sound that is. I open up Facebook to be greeted to these lyrics on my wall…
The morning image from the satellites is all blue and green.
And we’ve all got wounds to clean,
here’s a rag, here’s some gasoline.
It’s all green to me.
From none other than the heavy and droning noise of Champaign, IL’s spacesters Hum. A like-minded music friend posted them; not the always geeky Hum scientists. Upon reading those, I fired up Downward is Heavnward – maybe one of the better albums to come out of this lost and never forgotten period.
And this morning, we all were graced with the offiical reunion tour for Sunny Day Real Estate. If they can bring half of this churning guitar play, I’ll be pleasently satisfied. Their debut, Diary needs to be queued up quickly! Denver gets them 9/21 at the Ogden and Chicago greets them at Metro on 9/24. ’09 continues to bring nostalgia at its finest.

But this time, the kazoo is an essential ingredient, too. Like Dent May, an ’09 favorite among some, our songstress totes a four stringed melody maker. Rachel Goodrich pegs her quirky and digestible, poppy tunes as “shake-a-billy”. She’s from A1 Beachfront Ave; or somewhere in Miami. This is lighthearted music. If your boy Dent May collaborated with Tracy Bonham, all while listening to Bishop Allen’s Grrr, the output might be eerily similar. Recommended…
Watch this group frolic while they put a rather large bounce in your step. Either this will make you smile and realize music can uplift; or you’ll stop reading this blog because all my credibility just went out the door…
And you thought the fun stopped there…

A major music industry announcement was made earlier today with regard to future releases. Pearl Jam, arguably one of the most popular and influential acts in the 1990s and beyond, confirmed through their long-time manager, Kelly Curtis, on Billboard today, that their forthcoming album will be released
without a U.S. label, but a consortium of partners including Target, as the big box retail partner. . .[while] deals [are] also finished or in the works with an online retailer, a mobile partner, a gaming company and with a network or possibly networks of indie retail stores.
Read the entire article here.
While much of the attention is being placed on whether a band so strongly entrenched in their beliefs against corporate exposure and influence has finally ‘sold out’ by signing an exclusive agreement with Target, could this be viewed as a new distribution model for music consumerism? In other words, is this a no-choice attempt to sell albums or simply a way of truly releasing independent music? Please discuss.
In other news, the band will be debuting a song on The Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien this evening. A brand new song on a brand new show. Coincidence?

A Capella; a time honored tradition university-wide across the United States and beyond. The bare-bones format has had a recent resurgence with the unexpected popularity of a Christmas album issued by Indiana University group Straight No Chaser last winter, along with the Ben Folds tribute released in April.
Off the Beat, a self-described modern rock co-ed a capella group from the University of Pennsylvania have thrown a hat in the indie ring with their take on Lost Angeles by Wired All Wrong. Step to the blurry video below…

Having an organized music collection is possible. I mistakenly never planned for this though. And now, I’m paying for it with my time. Not too long ago, I’d rip a CD, transfer the digital files over to my iPod, and then delete those digital files off my computer. This was when hard drive space was precious. Idiotic? I didn’t know better. Ideally, my whole CD collection is digitalized and backed up. The day my iPod meets its demise – or maybe even stolen – is the day I begin hitting the bottle even harder.
Today, I’m way more cognizant of how to go about storing a digital collection, but what about all those older MP3s from the Napster days; or before tracks came with metadata? (i.e. information that allows for categorization) As I begin this daunting task, of digitalizing and correctly categorizing all my music, I’m extremely gracious for Lifehacker‘s recently “Six Best MP3 Tagging Tools”
Enjoy one of my favorite songs that was ripped as “Unknown Artist”….
You’d give me a medal, right? It didn’t take much to catch my attention: A buzz saw synth line and the occasional bass hit; there was the white equivalent of Fatlip spitting, in a drawl-like manner, about his lack of intellect – specifically, he was sans a brain. The 90′s wonder was MC 900 FT. Jesus. A One-hit wonder perhaps. Regardless, the single still remains fresh, as does the Spike Jonze video wizardry below…
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