Talking Heads Live in Rome

Boing Boing reported a few days ago that someone had posted an entire concert video of the Talking Heads live in Rome (circa 1980!!) to You Tube. Holy Crap.

I am and have always been a fanatical follower of this incredible band, who (along with Television) totally redefined the way I think about the interplay of the instruments in a band.

This show reveals why the great Talking Heads remain the stuff of legend, and the rich vibrant energy that they emit on-stage is intoxicating to say the least. In a word, this is a-w-e-s-o-m-e.

So grab a drink, get comfortable, unplug the phone, and put your rawk goggles on!

The Songs:

* Psycho Killer
* Stay Hungry
* Cities
* I Zimbra
* Drugs
* Take Me to the River
* Crosseyed and Painless
* Life During Wartime
* Houses in Motion
* Born under Punches

Live! James Brown, Michael Jackson, and Prince in Supersoul Throwdown!

In keeping with the recent burst of video love, I just had to drop this clip of an old James Brown show where Michael Jackson and Prince both get called to step up from the crowd and onto the stage to add a little spice to the Godfather's mega-jive. Holy crack-rabbits, this is some cool sh*t....

Snoop, Not Britian's Cup of Tea

According to an article over ta CNN, Calvin Broadus, AKA Snoop Dogg, Mr. Shizzolator himself, has been refused a visa to perform a series of concerts in the UK. Mr. Dogg, who is co-headlining a European tour with Sean P. Diddy Combs will now, apparently, be unable to perform at the tour's five dates in Britain.

Snoop is not entirely innocent in Britain's decision, however. The bad-ass rapper was involved in a ruckus back in April of 2006, when he and five other men were arrested for violent disorder and starting a brawl.... at London's Heathrow International Airport??!!

Big up yourself, Snoop; few people can boast that.

Anyway, Snoop's people are hoping that the situation can be rectified (as the show must go on), but no news yet on that one. Good luck, Mr. Dogg....

-Check out Snoop Dogg's Official Web Site.

Portastatic! Hobart!

Last night was the Portastatic and Camera Obscura show. As it turns out, T-Money wasn't feeling well, at all. So I had an extra ticket and called up th' homie Hobart, of HOBART fame. (BTW, Hobart #7 is at the printers and will be getting sent out soon, so get yo' copy. It's the ART issue. so it's full of, ART. and words).

Hobart didn't know a thing about the whole Mac/Portastatic/Superchunk thang, so he had to listen patiently while I ran circles around him in my enthusiasm.

The show was great - Just Mac and Margaret. And they started low key, but by the end - it was gripping. The best part was when Margaret picked up the tiny keyboard for "___" (oh, heck i can't remember the title, I'll post it later) and played some mighty lonesome casio-tone. {see below}

By San Andreas, and I wanna Know Girls - I was sweating and wishing the set were twice as long.

Camera Obscure was solid. I admit, on the slower numbers i was feeling how late it was, but they had a string of about 3 uptempo numbers, and the lead singer was rocking this big epiphone ES-335 looking guitar through a blues driver and a fender twin, and it was this propulsive Velvet Underground/meets ballsy twee-pop/50's dance hall that really was rocking. and by rocking i mean, lets all dance cause there's nothing you can do but dance. The photos of the Camera Obscure set didn't come out at all. I suspect there is a hint of irony in that somewhere.

Photos are below:

Mac and Margaret gettin' into it, y'know (in my best R.L. Burnside voice)

Margaret soothing us all with the Casio-tone. (the Ninja Turtle sweatshirt guy may or may not have been painfully alone)
It does not get any more hardcore awesome than this.

Night Night Hobart. Let Chewie howl you a lullaby