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RADnotBAD: John Jack Joseph

30 Sep

John Jack Joseph-Optimized.

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I was sitting at The Blackheart back in February, finally having made my way out to see Jack McBrearty (The Electric Friends, Partyy Dress) perform a solo set as John Jack Joseph, the project had just begun to grow legs and the awkwardness of having not acclimated fully to the absence of  having three friends to draw strength from as he had been doing for years with The Electric Friends was obvious, probably not so much to the laymen observer, the dude has clearly been playing shows for the better part of a decade, for someone who has seen him lose himself on stage as long as I have though it caught me off guard.

Near the end of his set he seemed to shrug some invisible chip off his shoulder and went into this slow driving song “Open-Ended, Middle-Class Blues,”  all the effects he had been using throughout the set to create some idealistic wall between he and the audience had been torn down and for the first moment in all the time I’ve seen the guy play he took complete command of his sound and forced it all into its proper place behind him as demons no longer allowed to torment him but instead to be used through some ancient spell as puppets to sway before the audience at each twitch of his hands. The bar hushed and turned to the stage, the bartenders, the other bands, even the traffic outside stopped to allow the presence of John Jack Joseph to speak.
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Every set I’ve caught of his since that five minute magnetic moment you can see him honing in on whatever IT is. Each set the moment grows longer, each set he becomes more of a presence than a person, something about the way he has gone about his path leads us to believe he has always known it was there, like when Don Juan speaks to Castaneda about learning to know the precise time to dig up the plant so it will bring about knowledge rather than spiritual death, “a man goes to knowledge as he goes to war, wide-awake, with fear, with respect, and with absolute assurance. Going to knowledge or going to war in any other manner is a mistake, and whoever makes it will live to regret his steps.” It is as if that fear, not so much of failure but instead of self-destruction, had kept him trying to find a Continue reading

In Defense Of Lost Causes

5 Mar

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Killer Boogie

  “The Golden Age”

Photo By Massi Belly

Photo by Massi Belly

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Lately I’ve been on the Jones for anything post-Sabbath leaning, as a result I now have Killer Boogie’s Detroit (Heavy Psych Sounds Records: January 2015) all but memorized from start to finish. How many more bands do we have to sit through who’ve spent more time adjusting their fuzz pedal than playing through it before we say enough is enough? They’re rampant.

It’s probably just age speaking but the bands with enough fuckall to homage the glory days of distortion and easily accessible drugs are the ones giving me the tingles in the sweatiest parts of my leather pants. Not that I wear leather pants but if I ….ya get what I’m saying…. these dudes rule, in a humbly pretentious “turn it to eleven” kind of way. If you like talking about chicks with subtle hints of sexism and ride a motorcycle to your job as a diesel mechanic, Killer Boogie is your band.

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Killer Boogie – Bandcamp | Facebook | Heavy Psych Sounds Records

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Pushy

“If I Cry”

Pushy-Optimized

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There have recently been sparks of similar purity as Pushy, bands such as Sweat Lodge and American Sharks (naming two rad local examples) have come close to getting it right, but their vocals seem too post-millenially self-conscious, like they expect Dave Brock to stumble in on their next show to tell them how great they sound or something. Pushy are a rare example that some of us in this Myspace wasteland dare to worry less about standing out from, or in most cases above, the crowd than just being part of the perpetuation of all that has been great and noble since the first needle breathed life over shellic resin.

Despite the constant generic churning of douche bag bands of beards in skinny jeans oozing from Portland’s every orifice I’m struck as much as anyone else by Pushy calling it home, yet not all that surprised. I’m bitter but far from naive enough to believe those herding douchey beards have lacked talent, maybe this is a sign of their beginning to have some actual tastes. If so, I wonder if Ikea will survive (maybe I’ll finally be able to land a few Expedit cabinets on clearance!)?

Doomtown Sounds will be putting out a 7″ with the two songs currently featured on their Bandcamp at some point in the near future with no specific date given, both songs are available for immediate download for $1000.00 … I’m yet to hear back from the band as to whether those mp3’s include a free handjob.

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Pushy – Bandcamp | Facebook | Doomtown Sounds

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The Bolos

“Dead This Morning”

Photograph by Greg Gabrisch

Photograph by Greg Gabrisch

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So The Bolos played two weeks ago at Hotel Vegas and I skipped  for the simple fact I refuse to do the cold… I still feel like an asshole about it (missing the show…not the cold). Scenes die and bands disappear for that very reason yet there I was watching season three episodes from  The Walking Dead instead of sweating at one of my favorite hangouts with one of my favorite new found Texas bands. I promise that if they were on tour from Australia or something I would have packed up my balls and braved the forty-five degree arctic tundra of Austin’s bi-polar winter.

So many incredible bands are rising out of San Antonio it has gotten to the point where I could very well see us in two years discussing whether Austin is still Rock N Roll’s messiah, or more likely we end up with a similar situation as the Fort Worth and Dallas scene in the late 60’s (which would rule too), either way The Bolo’s (and most likely The Rich Hands) could very well be catalysts for the process.

If you were to search out only one record this week I highly (and personally) recommend making it Booze Blues (Nov. 2014). From start to finish it is the kind of record we would typically expect from a band a few albums in with moderate success on a DIY label. The kind of record that’s very aware of the process but not overly concerned as to the end product or how it will be perceived; each song seems consciously written but for the sole purpose of creating a whole instead of the typical crafting a song to trigger some abstract connection with strangers for the sake of sham adulation. We are left with this well rounded yet ambitious record that manages to err in the way of youth without losing itself to it. It’s a rad album, it’s up for name-your-price on Bandcamp, seek that shit out.

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The Bolos – Bandcamp | Facebook | Tumblr

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The Highway Kind

“When the Storm Comes to Greet You”

The Highway Kind-Optimized

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Casey from Pharaohs said The Highway Kindsound like Dallas,” that’s as good of place as any to start with these dudes. Barroom forward vocals. Guitar-riffs begging to solo at any given moment. Uncommitted sound as to genre loyalty . Continue reading

HCK! Best Songs Of 2014

18 Jan

HCK 2014 Best Of Part 4 2

The HCK! Best Songs of 2014: Part 4

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25. Sultan Battery – “Satellite” – (link)

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24. The Wolf – “Tied By The Roots” – (link)

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23. Meatbodies – “Tremmors” – (link)

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22. Nice Guys – “Herb Chambers” – (link)

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21. Spray Paint – “Rest Versus Rust” – (link)

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SXSW | Best Of | Banditos

26 Mar

 

 

Banditos

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And the award for most humble dudes with the highest talent goes to….

As I recover from SXSW 2014 you’ll notice more and more artist reviews based on specific sets and how they cured cancer or some shit but before I move on to further stroke already inflated band egos I want to make sure that one group of guys (and babe) get mentioned for shyly blowing my mind all week. I was lucky enough to get to play on the same bill for the Burger City Rock & Roll SXSW Kickoff show and watched our paths casually cross throughout the week, the impression they’ve left will stick with me for as long as I’m still recommending bands and pretending my opinion matters. If Banditos have not managed to catch your attention yet have no doubt that everything we believe bands should aspire to be, the skill hidden behind pure appreciation, nice guys not always finishing last and the whole bit, this band out of Birmingham via Nashville are all of that but better.

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