I have been waiting for the news to break on this one for YEARS. I was an early fan of The Darkness and am a passionate believer in the sheer brilliance of their campy + cheeky sound. Regardless of how people describe them, the simple fact is that it’s GREAT music, and…
Ok I said I would post this yesterday, and I’m late. Whatever, this song is nearly 20 years old anyway.
It’s an instrumental from Pearl Jam’s forthcoming Vs. reissue, called Creedy Stomp, probably because it showcases the harder side of Hendrix-worshipping guitar hero Mike McCready, but also the thundering power of former drummer Dave Abbruzzese.
I wonder if Vedder ever tried to put vocals on this.
Late this month, we’ll be treated to the reissue of two of my all-time favourite records, Pearl Jam’s Vs. and Vitalogy. Each one has been remastered and will comme with three bonus tracks each. Here’s one of those.
Hold On is a Vs. outtake, which remained unknown until its inclusion on rarities comp Lost Dogs, in 2003. The Vs. reissue will feature an acoustic version, with affecting vocals from Eddie Vedder and a rather fantastic overall sound, with a really nice instrumental coda.
Other bonus tracks are Crazy Mary (Victoria Williams cover and live shows favourite), a Nothingman demo, alternate takes of Corduroy and Nothingman and the unreleased instrumental Creedy Stomp, which will be featured here tomorrow.
I love The Joy Formidable, probably my favourite new band of the year. Or so I thought, and then I discovered their first release was actually in 2009 : the EP A Balloon Called Moaning. This track comes from even somewhere else, the bonus CD from the deluxe edition of their debut The Big Roar.
It’s an alternate version of album standout Whirring, sung in Welsh and with an ethereal, Cocteau Twins meets early Dead Can Dance quality. Mesmerising and totally different from the album. Please keep being that good.
Ok why the fuck has tumblr replaced the directory with, the fucking useless explore, at least with directory, if you were new to tumblr, and your main interest was music, you could find tumblr’s that were music based. With explore there is not even a music tag, it looks to me tumblr, wants to get rid of music based tumblr’s. Well fuck you tumblr!!! Rebjukebox!!
Ok, this is seriously fucked up. I became aware of this new “explore” feature yesterday, someone I follow mentioned it, I hadn’t even noticed it myself. I thought, ok, cool - a new feature, if it helps me find blogs that I’m interested in, thats great! So I checked it out, and had the same reaction as above. NO FUCKING MUSIC TAG… there was ART, MEDIA, TV, LITERATURE, FILM, even fucking POETRY I think… and shockingly, no fucking MUSIC! WHAT»» THE »»» FUCK !!!!!!!!
OK, so that seemed pretty lame - but I didn’t realize until now that the DIRECTORY is gone - and like the guy above said, now there is NO WAY AT ALL for me to find any music blogs… WELL HOW FUCKING CONVENIENT! THANKS TUMBLR!
this is seriously the first time I have been really pissed off at this site. I’m not actually one of those people that whine & bitch when tumblr is having its server issues, when it goes down, all that stuff. I actually made a post telling people that they shouldn’t expect flawless service when it is FREE - some would argue that point, but its besides the point - the point is that none of that shit bothered me. WELL THIS BOTHERS ME - IMMENSELY. If this problem isn’t rectified soon I will definitely be leaving tumblr.
We (I) kinda forgot about them, but clumsily-named Scottish post-shoegazers (yeah, whatever) Glasvegas released a pretty good debut album three years ago. The follow-up is ready, is produced by 90s control button legend Flood and is out on April 3rd.
It looks like they’ve taken MIA’s cue for weird punctuation : it’s called EUPHORIC /// HEARTBREAK \, cos, yknow, arrows going up for euphoria and down for heartbreak. Deep and stuff.
First track’s here below, and it expands their sound while still keeping some sort of familiarity. Still no clue what he’s singing though.
Yay new Pearl Jam! Well, not really. But here’s a real rarity, unearthed yesterday on their Sirius/XM show : the original Matt Cameron demo of The Fixer, called Need to Know. Backspacer is by far my least favourite PJ record, but it’s always nice to hear demos and ideas, especially when you consider that the forthcoming Vs/Vitalogy reissue is very poor as far as rarities are concerned.
It’s been more than a year since Chris Cornell tweeted the return of Soundgarden. Just as soon as we thought it was already over, after a couple of gigs, a best of comp and a forthcoming live album, they dropped a bomb, annoucing on their official website they wrote some songs, are gonna record them and make an actual record. There’s a pretty big chance of fail, notably due to the fact Chris Cornell’s output in the last ten years was, well, crap. But what if magic happens again?
I picked a Soundgarden track at random, actually, but it’s a good pick. (Beyond the Wheel, Ultramega OK)
I love Arctic Monkeys, and pretty much everything they’ve done, since the day I saw the I Bet You Look Good on the Dance Floor video. I’m extremely looking forward to the new album, with a mixture of excitement and fear to be disappointed. Yknow, “anticipation has a habit to set you up for disappointment”…
I’ll post every new song that leaks one way of the other, but in the meantime, here’s one of my fave B-sides of them (like many bands I love, they do awesome B-sides), The Bakery, off the Fluorescent Adolescent single.
A bit of a change ‘round here, I’ll blog in English from now on. My main music’s site in French, and the tumblr’s mostly for reblogs in English, music and video anyway. Music is universal, of something.
I’ll also try and post one track a day, but I’ll be slacking for sure at some point.
Today’s song may be the most rare Pearl Jam studio song ever. I’m a huge PJ fan, as you may know. Some of their best songs are b-sides, or rarities of some kind. Most of them are collected on the double cd Lost Dogs, released on 2003, which ends on a ghost track, Eddie Vedder’s tribute to the late Layne Staley.
But a little known fact is that early promo copies of Lost Dogs didn’t come with that track, but with another ghost track, probably called I’m Still Here. In the vein of No Code’s I’m Open, it’s mostly a spoken word with a nice melody, and intriguing lyrics : “she wants to see other people. I said look around, they’re everywhere”, or “everything I see reminds me of her”, which makes me think about many things, but mostly Elliott Smith.
You can’t buy this song anywhere, but you get it here.
If this song was a person, it would be the most fucking fabulous drag queen that ever walked this earth.
Its a homage to disco, madonna, 80’s/early 90’s pop, and everything gay and fabulous. Its loud, over the top, the lyrics are ridiculous, and yet it works. I get what she was going for. Months ago Elton John said this song would be the “I Will Survive” of this generation, and I can totally see it.
J Mascis est un des plus grands guitar antiheroes, like, ever. Personne ne joue comme lui, et inversément. Mais, histoire de nous surprendre, il délaisse (presque) sa Jaguar et sa Big Muff pour un album acoustique, Several Shades of Why, qui sort en mars chez Sub Pop. En voici un très joli extrait, featuring Ben Bridwell de Band of Horses aux choeurs.
Dum Dum Girls :: THERE IS A LIGHT THAT NEVER GOES OUT (The Smiths Cover)
It’s Dum Dum Girls covering one of the more popular songs by one of the best bands in history, The Smiths. It’s fucking excellent. It’s amped up the dark urgency and lost a bit of playfulness, but it’s a beast unto itself. I’m not going to say its better than the original because that would be fucking absurd, but it’s absolutely 110% worth your time. Press play.
Encore un album que j’ai loupé l’année passée, I Will Be des Dum Dum Girls sera suivi cette année par un EP 4 titres, He Gets Me High. Voici le morceau-titre, produit - et ça s’entend - par Sune Rose Wagner des Raveonettes, qui vont quant à eux sortir deux albums cette année : leur quatrième, Raven in the Grave, et une compile de faces B et raretés.
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Pas la peine d’en rajouter une couche, la twitto, tumblo, blogosphère en est envahie : les White Stripes ne sont plus. Après le choc, j’ai compris, accepté la raison principale : combien d’autres groupes auraient du arrêter tant qu’il était encore temps. Jack et Meg s’arrêtent après une carrière fascinante, souvent étonnante, rarement décevante : chaque album du groupe en vaut la peine, et leur tout dernier, donc, Icky Thump serait mon préféré s’il n’y avait pas White Blood Cells.
Je ne sais pas si c’est le meilleur, et je m’en fous. WBC est le premier album du duo que j’ai acheté, et qui m’a permis de les voir quelques mois avant leur explosion en mégastars. C’était au Club de l’Ancienne Belgique de Bruxelles, il y a donc une dizaine d’années, avec (si!) The Von Bondies en ouverture. Jack serrait des pinces dans le public avant le concert, et l’alchimie invraisemblable qui le lié à son ex-épouse Meg restera à jamais dans les grandes p ages du rock ‘n roll.
Farewell The White Stripes, donc. Je le regrette, parce que non seulement le groupe est simplement un de mes préférés, mais aussi parce que je ne suis pas vraiment fan de Dead Weather ou des Raconteurs, en tout cas pas à ce niveau.
J’aurais pu prendre n’importe quel morceau du duo, mais j’ai choisi I Think I Smell a Rat, de White Blood Cells, simplement parce que je me souviens très bien de ma mâchoire, fracassée par terre après avoir entendu ce riff, démoniaquement simple.