Monday, October 15, 2007

ExtraHard



After suffering a massive heart attack last week, Big Moe passed away. Sadly, Moe isn't the first member of Screwed Up Click to pass in recent years, but his death, as I understand it, marks a breaking point in Houston culture - fans and artists alike are swearing off lean, the mixture of codeine cough syrup and soda that contributed to the rise and eventual legacy of underground rap in Houston, along with the subsequent deaths of Big Moe and other artists from the underground.

Return of the Fresh



Again, as you may have noticed, the So Fresh blog was on sleep for a minute, until Darker My Dude Rob Barbato stepped up. Like the man said, I'm headed to CMJ in New York on Wednesday and am also in the midst of moving apartments and planning new projects for IHATEROCKNROLL (and maybe even a release through So Fresh, So Cold?) Stay tuned.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Putting out a record, achord.


So Matzah and I have been talking about the "bedroom label" quite a bit and since he's busy putting out his own records and getting ready to go to new york, I thought I'd tell you about a small label based in the big apple.


Achord Recordings: So I found out about this label when I went home to rhode island this summer to spend a week with my parents. So I drove up to boston to see my old employer and good friend p.david white. He owns Analog Keys , an analog synth repair/dealership/antique store. So I bought a synth and we went out to eat. When we got back to the shop he handed my a package that was from Brendan Ford.

Brendan Ford and I went to highschool together. We played music together in the jazz combo and he hipped me to zappa and tubeway army and all sorts of good stuff. He went on to Ithaca College and with a bunch of other dudes from westborough mass got a little collective going.

In the package was the We Are The Arm "Cares 7inch . It was put out by Achord Recordings, So I looked them up to find a cool labely consisting of Seth Olinsky (akron/family), Butane Variations, We Are The Arm and Phil Weinrobe.

I also knew Phil Weinrobe (pictured above) in highschool through playing in bands, anyway..he has this great group called Butane Variations which is some where between Simon and Garfunkel, Jim O'rouke, and Sun Volt. The song "goldie hawn" cleverly shrugs some political humor with "George Washington you better wash your hands they're stained, and can you taste your wooden teeth?"
so check it out, maybe you'll like it.

We Are The Arm....is Ford's band.....just listen to it, spazz controlled jazz to the max. Think deep you can find it....fast breaks, soft bongos, neat plaza's, romance.

music made without pretense or money.
http://www.achordrecordings.com/

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

The Shape of Jazz To Come



Sans photographic evidence (not that cameras were allowed anyway), Ornette Coleman performed at UCLA's Royce Hall tonight and murked it. The free jazz gods are smiling, I'm sure.

Friday, September 14, 2007

Fuck U Musik



So Fresh, So Cold bud, Purple Ribbon alumni and current Grind Time Captain, Killer Mike, tries his hand at investigative journalism in his new series for SuperDeluxe. If you can't already tell, dude is on point, as he attempts to better understand the current phenomenon of 'making it rain.' Chuuuch!

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Feel Good Hit of the Fall

Prior to Entrance, a band from San Francisco called Wooden Shjips (no mispelling) took the stage at Fuck Yeah Fest. If you're unfamiliar, I suggest you get familiar, quick.


First LA show. A night to remember!


It's pure love, I swear.


Snag what's left of their discography, before it's too late. If yr not into vinyl, the band just released their self titled debut full length on Holy Mountain. Truth be told, I just ordered mine a few minutes ago.

And this is my last Fuck Yeah Fest post, ok?

Friday, September 7, 2007

Can You Get To That?

Mayhem ensued in Echo Park two weeks ago, as Fuck Yeah Fest was in full effect.


Entrance played and I must admit, I left pleasantly surprised.


Guy Blakeslay, in the flesh.


What a freaky folker, that dude.

Impressed, I went home and gave Entrance's "Prayer of Death" a listen. Not as rad as I'd hoped. If you find yrself presented with the opportunity, I'd suggest you see Entrance live.

Thanks to Greg for the photos!