Sunday, August 29, 2010

Friday, August 27, 2010

Uptown Jazz & Blues Festival

Lafayette's 6th annual Uptown Jazz & Blues Festival
is Saturday, August 28th (tomorrow)
beginning at 5pm and ending at midnight.

The line-up includes: Big Swing Band, Fremont Jackson & the Merchants of Groove, Mississippi Heat, LSO Jazz, Bleu Django, Groove Catz, Mo Trout & Jazz Works, Jazz Mayhem, & Uncle Buck's Mojo Box.

Get your tickets here! (or at McGuire Music)
$8 each ($12 at the door)

Thursday, August 26, 2010

In Gratitude

The new Eels album "Tomorrow Morning" is a sweet upward turn for Mr. E's trilogy that includes "Hombre Lobo" and "End Times." Where "Hombre Lobo" was loud and more than a little bit angry, and "End Times" intimate and almost uncomfortably sad, "Tomorrow Morning" is lovely and bright and oftentimes cheeky--and delicious new music to boot. Mr. E's unusual (for him, anyway) use of synthesizers is unexpected, but everything falls into place.

Ra Ra Riot's new album "The Orchard" isn't anything new, but I like it anyway. Think "The Rhumb Line" but a little bit peppier.

Magic Kids' debut album "Memphis" is sunshine and skipping--a perfect end-of-summer album.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Wild Love

Oh Bill Callahan, you make me weak at the knees.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010


I'm a johnny-come-lately on this release from July 20th, but this album is wonderful. Kenseth Thibideau (of Sleeping People/Rumah Sakit and Pinback/Three Mile Pilot on tour fame)'s solo debut "Repetition" is a quiet, building swirl of dreamy minimalism and somber restraint that wears its prog and krautrock influence on its sleeve. Kenseth Thibideau's foray into atmospheric dream-pop territory is languid and velvety, and a little bit bittersweet. I'll probably have this on repeat for the next two weeks.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

The Name's Bond

Arcade Fire's new album "The Suburbs" is pretty damn fabulous--and noticeably lighter than "Neon Bible," though still terribly, terribly melancholy. Gone are the organs and dirty backwoods arrangements. In their place is the sweetly bitter chime of guitars and growing up.

The new Wavves album "King of the Beach" had me dancing like an idiot--it's too bad Nathan Williams is a huge douche. This guy and this guy ("King of the Beach is far from a bad album [...b]ut it does so little to stand out, other than fall back on the same persona that Williams has been touting for the last two years, and frankly it’s gotten old") both hit it right on the head.

I also spent the morning listening to The Budos Band's "The Budos Band III" and pretending I was in a Sean-Connery-As James Bond movie...

Also, Buckcherry? Really? Why do you still exist?