Results tagged “punk”

MORE HORNS: If there's one motto consistent through the years of this Seattlest's life, it's "More horns!" It's similar to "More Cowbell," but inclusive of such excellent instruments as the trumpet, the french horn, the tuba, and--our favorite--the trombone. That's why we're recommending you attend HonkFest West this weekend, a three-day event in Ballard and Georgetown dedicated to horns and drums. See the schedule here.

The eerily dusky orange skies never did stop dumping snow on our plans last night. Instead of screaming and ripping out our hair in a cabin-feverish craze, we clicked over to Raindrophustla, a dependable source for entertainment and strange, local-music-oriented Youtube videos, to see what the Hustlas could offer us in terms of musical distraction. The Seattle blog didn't let us down. A downloadable, punk-spirited, indie rock-rinsed, effin' wonderful mix, entitled "Snowed In," is available on Raindrop--you should immediately left click, save as, extract, and play in your favorite media player, for sanity's sake. The Thermals, Velella Vellela, Raphael Saadiq...yessss.

Someone recently spray-painted “Punk is not dead,” etc., on a fence near our house--which is essentially the bank’s house, since we have two adjustable-rate mortgages.

as a prime example of the sort of show artists should be putting their efforts into.

Ben Lashes of Seattle rockers the Lashes gets to interview Slash of Guns N' Roses for Spin.com. The video, which would have benefitted greatly from subtitles (maybe that's just our crappy desktop speakers though), includes the phrases "How about the marshmallow cheeseburger?" and "Boy I wish I had brought a lighter, I could have got that for you," as well as some adorable fandom from a few teenage boys. Has anyone heard Chinese Democracy yet? Was that leak the real album, or what? And are any of you planning on going to the nearest exclusively licensed mega tech store to buy the album?

Ahh, Saturday! A chronologically arranged discussion of the Block Party, Day Zwei (Day Eins here):

Without Green River in 1984, there might be no Sub Pop Records today. Without Sub Pop in 1987, there might be no Mudhoney—or even Pearl Jam—in 2008. (Green River begat Mudhoney and Mother Love Bone; MLB begat PJ.) And without either in the 80s, there likely would have been no "Seattle Sound" explosion in the early 90s.

The Saturday Knights/Budos Band show at Nectar on Friday night was sold out by 9:30 p.m., as in guest lists closed, no further entrance, and crowds of people partying outside the gates. Seattlest arrived at a normally respectable hour of 10:45 p.m. to find the Budos Band's shiny brass horns blaring, congo drums thumping, and every inch of Nectar packed with happy people.

Scottish band Sons and Daughters maintains a fierce sound that fluctuates between rock and punk, paired with catchy choruses. If you still need a sonic picture, they’ve opened for Morrissey, Franz Ferdinand and The Decemberists.

We didn't go to a single concert at the Showbox last year. Ok, so we saw Obama at the SoDo, but that's not nearly the same thing, even though there were bands preceding the politics. It's most unusual for us to have a Showbox-free year, that's for sure.

magazine claims, "You can't swing a dead cat this time of year without hitting a Top 10 List." Never one to waste a perfectly good dead cat, we decided to take a swing and create a Top Random-Number Shows Seattlest Saw This Year. And now, without any further ado, here's how your favorite bloggers broke down the year:

This is the end, the end of free movies, care of Scion. Single tear. Via their Route film series, the youth-oriented car company has already tackled the true-to-life topics of blood diamonds in hip hop and nightclubbing in the late '80s NYC queer community. Now for something completely different:

firefighter sculpture2 by El Gregein. Anyone else reminded of Daft Punk? Find more happy memory-evoking images in the lovely Seattlest Flickr Pool.

We were bummed we didn't make it down to Portland for Jim Blanchard's show at the Night Gallery (we were stuck at the Ballard Sunset Bowl where we overheard a guy in the bathroom piss AND puke at the same time, which can't be normal. Who pukes standing, while pissing?), but lucky for us the show is now on the gallery's site. There are some classics here - including the Afrouni-Teat, a version of which we already own - plus some new surprises like the image above, evidently titled Le Spider, 2006-2007 acrylic on stretched canvas, 20 x 20 inches.

It’s been just about a week and a half now since the grandmasters of interplanetary French electro-house graced Seattlest’s fine city. Now that the formerly much-anticipated Alive 2007 tour is almost over, Seattlest can only get its Daft Punk fix through the blogosphere, comparing online video posts and reading contentious hipster blogs that argue about at whom’s house the robo-duo first played.

Last week, Seattlest posed the question, "Just what is WaMu Theater?" According to the comments that followed this question, WaMu Theater is an "insincere" "characterless" "uninviting" "concrete cave" with "crappy sound".

When entertainment giant AEG Live announced plans to create a new and innovative music venue inside Quest Field Events Center, we imagine a big to do with all the local press in a large room packed with music lovers on one side and bankers on the other. Wonder which side was clapping more wildly...

In anticipation of French house DJs Daft Punk's show at WaMu Theatre this Sunday, head to Lower Level at the Capitol Hill Arts Center tonight for a screening of the first film directed by the electro duo:

Now, we must admit to never having really listened to Dinosaur Jr. before reading Azerrad's book. We were a little too young to remember the days when the coolest vinyl you could own was while we were drunk at some college party, but that's about it.

Video of Daft Punk at last year's Coachella after the jump.

A good rule of thumb for playing trivia: When in doubt, go with your first answer. It saves arguing and cuts right through potentially endless cycles of self-doubt.

Its Christmas Eve and the pickens are slim. Here are some random things around town tonight that look potentially do-able:

Jagshemash!

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Celebrate Ben Franklin's 300th birthday with the Bikini Bandits and Phillyist! (NSFW). Speaking of Mr. Franklin, send in a picture of Ben (or Ed Rendell) with a red tongue and win a free t-shirt. And they might have the next YearlyKos in Philly.

Realizing it would only make us crazy to attempt to create a playlist of both bands for the day, we went with the "prepare for the first" approach. Doors for the Rentals were at 8pm with only one opener, while Boot Camp Clik had about a slew of openers and a later door, so it was a safe (and correct) assumption that the Rentals would start first (and there was no way we were going to miss that). The hours before the show were spent getting into rock-out mode, with a soundtrack consisting of old Weezer (Blue Album for life!), Dalmations (we certainly had our awesome on), and on the walk to Neumos, Daft Punk's Coachella set (Technologic indeed). We arrived just in time to see frontman Matt Sharp take the stage.

Actually, we heard Murder by Death (myspace) first, then Two Gallants (myspace). Both are remarkable for what we're going to inventively call "the new lyricism" -- a two-fisted Carver-esque stylistic concern for narrative produced by a mutant strain of whisky-slugging Decemberists from the wrong side of the tracks.