Posted at 6:51 AM on September 12, 2006
by Hans Eisenbeis
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TV on the Radio finally release their new record this side of the Atlantic today. We've been reading David Andrew Sitek's blog for a couple weeks now--not that it's a burden, since it's mostly loaded with lush, provocative photographs. Pictures on the Internet, you might say. Which for some reason made us want to put on our thinking caps and think of all the other cool bands with "TV" in their name. So far we've come up with:
On the other hand, note the appalling absence of bands with names inspired by TV's progenitor.
Great band, but is that all? That is all.
Posted at 9:45 AM on September 12, 2006
by Hans Eisenbeis
Summer is gone, long live summer. In all the hoopla and Minnesota self-awareness that follows in the wake of the State Fair, no one ever mentions something we think is pretty special: the Walker's Music and Movies in the park. And even though we've been lazy and missed quite a few episodes, we're grateful that Chuck Olson, over at Minnesota Stories, managed to
film Low playing "Silver Rider" a couple weeks ago for the grand finale of summer. As always, Chuck's photography and editing are beautiful. But this time the music is--well, don’t blame your computer or those $20 speakers. Chuck says,
"I tried all kinds of tricks to make it sound better, so perhaps it's best to cue up "Silver Rider" on Low's The Great Destroyer and imagine yourself chillaxin' on a towel in Loring Park."
Elsewhere, on the Instant Gratification Web: The sound of Low in a world where boomers and woofers still exist.
Posted at 3:45 PM on September 12, 2006
by Hans Eisenbeis
It was a busy spring and summer for Coach Said Not To, who since releasing their debut album ("Mini Series") in May, worked hard to find a way into our heart. (No problem there; they just had to find the small, cold, black thing first.) And now, the Minneapolis quartet are undoubtedly taking it easy. But not as easy as last September, when bassist Linnea Mohn was still shopping for an amplifier and looking to refill her bottle of Peter Pan pills. In this year-old blog post, she wrote:
"In fact, I'm sick of making my own decisions about everything. I didn't ask to be an adult with interests, and plans, and hobbies, and dreams. Enough with the nagging! What kind of salad dressing do you want? Where are you going to go to grad school? Hey, why did you just light my mailbox on fire and dance naked in my yard at 1:30 in the afternoon? Why do I do anything mom? Answer me that? Oh, you don't read blogs? Very Conveeeeenient. Maybe it's because I'm in a thirsty mood. I'm going to have a fresca and stretch out my hammies. Dammit, nutrisweet! You taste like aluminum foil!"
You can hear the charming Ms. Mohn in her own words, and see the results of her shopping spree, at this cool multimedia press kit which, oddly, lives in Missouri.
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