Interview With an Angry Samoan
Gregg Turner is alive and well in Santa Fe, and playing the hits
By Geoffrey Plant
Gregg Turner is known to most as a founding member of the Angry Samoans, a Los Angeles hardcore band that began in 1978. He is also known, perhaps, to a different slice of the population as a record reviewer for Creem Magazine (1976-1998) where he was noted for his inspired hatchet jobs on the likes of Bon Jovi, The Who and even Iggy Pop.
A Question of Scale
Laurie Anderson’s shrunk her setup and grown her sound
By Marisa Demarco
Though "Dirtday!" was initially intended to be an instrumental work, lyrics started creeping in—then a narrative, then a flood of them. "It's a long shaggy dog of a story that goes between politics, economics, dreamscapes, theories, personal stories, and it's glued together by this weird violin."
Flyer on the Wall
Flat Top Art
I can’t think of better imagery to represent DJ Wae Fonkey’s ‘80s disco / funk / R & B / hip-hop-based night. Bust a move with the fresh DJ and dancer on Friday, Sept. 14, starting at 10 p.m. at Blackbird Buvette (509 Central NW). (JCC)
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Vampires Everywhere! • rock • Consider Me Dead • Set to Stun
By August March
Metalcore masters Vampires Everywhere! will be rising from their decrepit coffins…
Tacocat • post post punk pop • Red Light Cameras
By Robin Babb
Everything about Tacocat is candy-coated. Technicolor-dyed hair, surfy guitar vibes and unabashed riot grrl revivalism combine in this energetic quartet from Seattle to make some of the best pop-punk tunes you’ve heard since you became okay with listening to pop-punk again. It’s good music for gleefully burning pictures of your ex. With punchy but sweet vocals and catchy choruses that you’ll be humming for days, their latest album NVM is worthy of heavy rotation. Their second LP (and first on the Hardly Art label), NVM features beefed-up production but the same garage-y, DIY sound from their earlier EPs, Woman’s Day and Take Me to Your Dealer. Stand-out tracks are “Crimson Wave” (which is about exactly what you think it’s about) and “Psychedelic Quinceñera,” a ballad about a girl who would rather forego the regular quinceñera formalities on her 15th birthday and get hella blitzed with her amigas instead. After exhausting the basement venues of Washington, Tacocat is heading inland on their winter tour with Sallie Ford. Red Light Cameras open. Pay your 10 bucks and get ready for the most colorful 21+ mosh pit of your life!
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