My wife and I volunteered for Barack Obama’s presidential campaign today. We made some calls out to the people of North Carolina gave them information on where their local polling location was. It was an honor to volunteer with the good people gathered together in Carson, California. Carson is a semi-industrial neighborhood made up of [...]
Were there wireless keytar solos, bass slaps, auto-wah drenched guitar scrapes and electronic sounds that harkened back to Burgertime-era arcade games? Yes, and it was worth every minute of it. A week ago I read about a special live performance for, get this: Nissan Live Sets on Yahoo! Music which was to be filmed at [...]
Bill Frisell is a unique voice in American jazz guitar, and for that reason alone he deserves to be listened to. His rhythmic counterpart and longtime collaborator Joey Baron is a musician of startling facility, equally capable tossing out be-bop fills or smashing in eardrums by playing blast beats, as he did with Frisell in [...]

The last iPod I had was possessed by Beneath the Surface. The opening flute lines of the title track would creep out of the miniature jukebox even when turned off. Phoenix Orion’s voice would then bleed out from the speakers with an announcement of the genius/genus to follow.
By 1998 I had already ingested some of [...]

The analog to most contemporary music can be found in the music of the not-so-distant past. If looked for with enough vigor it’s not hard to hear Selling England By The Pound-era Genesis in Blonde Redhead’s Melody Of Certain Damaged Lemons or Jaco Pastorious’ liquid bass articulation in Tom Jenkinson’s writing throughout Hard Normal Daddy. [...]

Post-Court and Spark Joni Mitchell isn’t easy. While some say she peaked with the emotionally gut wrenching Blue, others say that the former album was her commercial and artistic apex. While both albums hold in them some of Mitchell’s most personal lyrics (especially the fragile songs on Blue, which chronicle her divorce, decision to put [...]

In the last ten years I’ve either played at or attended thousands of shows. I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy about a performance in which I didn’t actually perform. In that same decade I’ve been shopping at Fingerprints in Long Beach: I bought my first Squarepusher and Steve Reich records there and with [...]