• What Do They Know?

    13. Apr. 2007, 3:40 von moik

    The Process Of Weeding OutBlack Flag
    Bored of TelevisionThe Methadones
    Squash that FlyFu Manchu
    T.V. EyeThe Stooges
    Self-Referenced/West GermanyNels Cline Trio
    Conduit For Sale!Pavement
    Shady GroveDoc Watson
    Push th' Little DaisiesWeen
    My Old ManThe Walkmen

    It snowed last night and was sunny this morning so the trails were muddy. As you can see my ipod set on random playlist started out with a lot of rockers for my Thursday morning trail run.

    Although the guitar magazine people (people who know) would not call Greg Ginn from Black Flag a great guitarist - i would say he is one of my favorites, and the live version of The Process of Weeding Out is, for me, one of his greatest recorded moments. So naturally I had to hit repeat a couple of times and just keep listening to it.

    As a matter of fact the guitar magazines call this type of genre of guitar playing "shitty guitar." That isn't really an insult. …
  • we jam econo

    21. Aug. 2006, 22:09 von memorybabe79

    Last night, I watched the documentary of The Minutemen, We Jam Econo. It was a great film, very informative and fun, but really sad because I knew what was going to happen to D Boon (I read Our Band Could be Your Life) -- and was anticipating that part of the story. It's so sad to see how far the group had come, how much their musicianship and ideas had developed, and to see it end for them so tragically and horrifically.

    I wasn't sure what to expect from The Minutemen musically by watching the film, but I was pleasantly surprised by how arty, abstract and dissonant they were at times, a bit like Fugazi or Mission of Burma. The post-punk sound they had in 1980 was way ahead of its time, hearing references to Wire, The Pop Group or Gang of Four. I was surprised to go back to Rip It Up & Start Again by Simon Reynolds and find that The Minutemen and Mike Watt are completely passed over. What's up, Simon Reynolds?

    Watching We Jam Econo inspired me to get out my copy of Our Band Could…