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I don’t really like Radiohead or The Red Hot Chili Peppers–okay, I have soft spots on my playlist for Blood Sugar Sex Magik, OK Computer and The Bends, but that’s it.

It’s funny then, that I could read about Thom Yorke’s side project–featuring Flea on bass–and watch this rather low-fi cover of the Radiohead b-side “Paperbag Writer” and think, ‘man, that’s fuckin’ cool’.

I guess it’s because Yorke and Flea are undoubtedly quite talented, and seeing them in a context stripped of all the HUGE FUCKIN ROCK N ROLL BAND! ephemera of Radiohead and RHCP, respectively, lets you focus on just that talent.

This picture has been making the rounds on Musicology of late. This time around it’s because the Monsters of Folk (Conor Oberst, M. Ward, Jim James and Mike Mogis, for those of you who don’t know) have announced tour dates supporting their September 22nd album release.

This concoction of folk music superheroes recorded in Malibu, California and where else, Omaha, Nebraska. They support their album with 17 North American shows starting in Vancouver on October 13th, then across America, ending in Philly on November 9th. They take their act overseas thereafter, playing eight European dates.

Ticket pre-sale begins Tuesday, July 28th and public sale begins Friday, July 31st. One dollar from every ticket sold will be donated to a local charity. More information, or at least more visual information, can be found at www.monstersoffolk.com …

Over 55,000 people saw this scene at Shea Stadium, the former home of the New York Mets, in 1965. The concert set records for attendance and gross profit and marked the beginning of one of the most famous American tours in history. The single event spawned a documentary produced by Ed Sullivan and several other major production companies. This Friday and Saturday Paul McCartney, 66, returns to Queens nearly 44 years after his first visit to play another monumental stadium concert. The concert will be the first at Citi Field, the new home of the New York Mets.

Shea Stadium opened in 1964, and what better way to celebrate that than to bring the world’s most popular rock group? Such was the thinking then, such is the thinking now. Back then, the …

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Battery Park, New York City, a few minutes short of 4 p.m. A man with an acoustic guitar introduces, “a daughter of the revolution,” to wild clapping and shouting and whistling. Seconds later, Ms. Jenny Lewis saunters on stage in denim short-shorts and bright red boots with the American flag draped over her shoulders. A compelling audition for Wonderwoman.

This is my first image from a folk-rock concert. My first live experience with a genre that’s often bed-mates with political angst and anti-government sentiment, but man, on the Fourth of July, everyone is a proud American. There were no protests, no “Down With Obama!” signs, nothing. Just great weather, terribly good music, and an all-around positive feel.

There was dancing and shouting and running and laughing and singing, and some crying.

Some songs just …

Stephanie Guerrero of Melophobe reviews a recent Metric show in Seattle. As a fan from the very beginning, Stephanie has a unique perspective since she has had the opportunity to watch the band grow over time. It makes me wish I had been there for Metric’s journey to stardom. Oh well, I will always have the Fleet Foxes as “my band.”

Everyone has that band. That one band you become completely obsessed with and follow from their early days. Sometimes you might actually see them make it. Mine is the Toronto-based Metric, and every time I see them play live, a part of me becomes a bit more jealous. That’s because as the years go by, their venues get a little bigger, the number of fans increase …

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Finally, Saturday had arrived, and that meant only one thing to me: I would finally be seeing Kurt Vile and hearing the music that has been haunting my existence. I start most of my days with Constant Hitmaker and always end them with God Is Saying This To You…, with some other Kurt Vile songs in between. Today, I listened to “Freeway” for an hour straight. If you ask how this is possible, you should probably give the song a listen and tell me how you could NOT play it for hours on end. Even now, I am listening to “Don’t Get Cute” on repeat. Needless to say, Kurt Vile was my must-see act at Northside Festival, especially …

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Day 2 of the Northside Festival started off with Sunset Rubdown, one of the festival’s headlining acts. Sunset Rubdown began as a solo project of Wolf Parade’s Spencer Krug, but it eventually grew into a full band. Sunset Rubdown has been touring North America in support of their latest album, Dragonslayer, and they made a stop at Studio B. Unfortunately, their set was plagued with many technical difficulties. Spencer faced the challenge of malfunctioning mics the entire night. Each time his mic was swapped out, the new one would inevitably cut out a little. I guess Studio B’s equipment just couldn’t handle Krug’s powerful voice. Despite Krug’s entertaining Canadianisms, the crowd was audibly distracted as the band …

If you were lucky enough to get away for Bonnaroo (and leave with your life), then I hope you caught Chairlift’s set. Chairlift may forever be known as an iPod commercial band, but the rest of their songs are worth checking out. You Ain’t No Picasso took some great shots of the set and had only good things to say about the music.

“Even though I’ve listened to Chairlift’s album about half a dozen times, I still feel like I’m not really that familiar with their songs. There are really only two songs of theirs that I know. Even so, I really enjoyed their Bonnaroo set. They were one of the few bands that I had the time and the inclination to stay off to the …

Phoenix is embarking on a U.S. summer tour, and The Line of Best Fit gives a glimpse of what to expect if you were lucky enough to snatch tickets to one of the upcoming shows.

“Ah Phoenix. Would you believe me that I actually couldn’t stand Phoenix back in the day. Like ever. My sister loved them but I found them far too fun, cheesy, and cringe worthy for me at the time. Far too slick and catchy and melodic to be trusted.. It should be stated that I listened to an awful lot of Godspeed You Black Emperor back in the day also. Life was a lot of fun, let me tell you. Anyway, nearly a year ago I nabbed an iPod off a workmate. It was a sweet deal …

Here’s me pimping myself from over at AVClub/Decider:
“Consider Les Paul’s hands. Gnarly and large, blue-veined, wracked with arthritis and wielding a guitar—the guitar—a black-on-black Gibson custom with a chromed Bigsby tailpiece and his name etched into the headstock. Consider the thumb and index finger of his right hand manipulating a pick, the fingers of the left lined up in a knuckled assemblage of notes and chords, running down frets in service of a solo in “Take All Of Me.” Consider these 93-year-old hands, live and in the flesh on a routine night at the Iridium, the Times Square jazz joint where Paul has played two Monday sets most weeks for the last 15 years. These are the hands of the Wizard of Waukesha, the hands that invented rock ‘n’ roll.”
Full story at Decider.

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