Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Trujillo revamps Oakland's Uptown

Local businessman and former owner of Zero Magazine, Larry Trujillo, has a new business venture. He's tackling the oddly dead and quiet Oakland music scene. This has long been a conundrum for me, because I love Oakland and I live here. I always wondered why it wasn't a more lively music scene. Downtown resembles a ghost town at night. But that's all about to change, Trujillo has spent loot revamping the sound system and intends to open the doors to national and local acts. Based on the opening night lineup - Birdmonster, Poor Bailey, Morning Benders - it appears The Uptown is on the right track. I'm so ready for this. Come on Oakland, you can do it!

more info here: The Uptown

Monday, October 22, 2007

Oh, Mike.

I don't think anyone will care about this half as much as I do since I love Mike Patton to an obscene degree, but this is funny, damnit. You watch it now.



There is actually hours of this shit. It's scrapped footage from a 1990 MTV special with Faith No More on tour for The Real Thing.

...I know. Shut up.

-Briana Hernandez

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Round 2 of The Rumble!!!



Based on the turnout of our first ever Rumble, you people were dying for a little action. And we heard your battle cry!

Are you ready for Round 2? November 7th, 2007 marks Round 2 of The Rumble, the sickest, dopest, flyest, most awesomest monthly rock dance party this side of the Mississippi. For starters we've got Bagel Radio DJ, Ted and Elise and Rosemary of Soma FM on the decks, and giveaways from TankFarm Clothing, Atlas and Villains to take home. We've got a sponsored bar from 8 to 9 serving up free lemon drops courtesy of Ketel One Citroen

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Music peddling in the 00s.


The vinyl record. The 8-track. The cassette tape. The compact disk. The MP3.

Throughout my father's lifetime, the mass production of music underwent these changes. The most current, however, has rocked the recording industry as a whole. With the development of downloadable music and the Napster debates, it might have been one of the first times that the business has dealt with not only flux in technology, but with the very principles of exchange.

People seem to forget, however, the days of dual tape decks that, while with terrible quality, enabled you to borrow your friend's new Violent Femmes tape and make your own copy.

Yet piracy has always been the machination of the consumer. No one has ever given us a free lunch because, according to my high school economy teacher, there is no such thing.

Oh?

Tell that to Radiohead. On Oct. 10, the band released their latest album online only, with the option to set your own price. Because Radiohead is currently between labels, the tangible album, "In Rainbows," is set to release in December as a box set, this time with a fixed price.

Why would a band do that?

First, they can afford it. Whatever expenses they incurred while producing this album may have been all out of pocket without the aid of a label, and I doubt it is putting much of a dent in their wallets.

Second, with the way artists make profit in the industry, Radiohead may make more money on this album than with any other. From the $15 you dish out for an album, your favorite band may only see 40 cents of it.

Unfortunately, that will be hard to determine since record sales aren't calculated in this fashion. A record's success is based on the number of albums sold, not the overall profit.

In one fell swoop, an artist has cut out the middle man by making their own record and mass releasing it via the Internet. The question now is: Does this not render the recording industry obsolete?

While a band of this stature can afford to give away electronic copies of their album, there aren't many who can.

The expenses involved in making a record - hiring a producer, paying a sound engineer and studio fees - do not stop after the record is actually done. Public relation firms that seek out music media to promote and sell the album are also part of the circus and are a vital component in gaining profit.

For example, if an indie band was to pursue a similar endeavor to Radiohead's, the finished product would be sub par and awareness about the release would be next to nil.

The real money is in touring and merchandise yet both usually come from recognition after an album is dropped and promoted.

Ultimately, if record companies go down, public relations is on board that sinking ship.

We live, however, in the world of MySpace, a mass communications vehicle that plenty of bands have already embraced.

Combine this new opportunity to self-promote with this new model of selling your record for dirt cheap online, and the crumble of fat cat labels such as Geffen and Capitol may be a distant inevitability.

Personally, I am concerned over the possible death of the compact disk, although the fact that vinyl is still around encourages me. Something about being a collector makes the tangible record fundamental. The institution of selling a product package has deep roots in the music world.

Even as the formats change, a product is born of that change. A recent release of Bob Marley's greatest hits was produced in Zip drive format, complete with artwork and packaging.

In all, Radiohead's selling model is provocative, but only time will tell if this first tiny step will echo throughout time or get buried by the corporate machine. Rest assured, that machine won't go down without a fight.

-Briana Hernandez

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Talking House takes SF to CMJ


Talking House, aka "champions of the SF music community," are at it again. Last time we saw them take a ridiculous amount of local bands to SXSW for an all SF showcase. This time the studio is taking bands to CMJ for an unprecedented SF show.

SF@CMJ: The official CMJ showcase of The City of San Francisco!

Thursday October 18, 2007
Ace of Clubs
9 Great Jones St.
New York NY

The Matches (Epitaph)
Scissors For Lefty (Eenie Meenie)
Mud (Talking House)
Minipop (Take Root)
A Band Called Pain (Talking House)
Blammos

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Black and Blue


Checked out Von Iva at Red Devil Lounge last night, and they "rocked my box," to borrow a phrase from this hot Asian boy next to me who wanted to molest the vast amount of straight men at the show.

I have some pretty firm rules about concert-going, because I'm just the type that sets up arbitrary guidelines for myself. I know — I'm super-weird. But just as strong as my desperate need not to let more than 24 hours pass between showers, I won't pay to see an artist more than once. (Unless it's Bowie, but then, there's an exception to every rule.) But, I justify myself by thinking that it's not fair to pour all my funds into one artist, that there's so many still to see. Maybe this is just because I'm constantly trying to find new bands on the scene.

Anyway, I've seen Von Iva before when I chatted with them for The Owl just a couple months ago, and I totally loved them. But the girlfriend got too drunk to remember them that time, so I was persuaded to check them out again.

I'm glad I went, because The Bruises opened, and this high energy band falls somewhere between the hiatusing queercore band The Butchies, and the hyper-pop Letters to Cleo (you know, that band that performed on the roof of Heath Ledger and Julia Stiles' high school in 10 Things I Hate About You). They have an album coming out really soon, and this one, titled Connected, has a bit of polish, and a lot more of a pop punk sound than previous acoustic efforts. In the meantime check out their live show, which will leave you with a smile on your face. I'll close this with words that they always do: Hot damn.

-Bernadette

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Rumbled Ruled Ass!

Hot shit damn, last night at Harlot ruled. The Owl and Tank Farm killed it. Real, cool people at a ‘dance party’ at a ridiculously sweet venue.

Harlot is dressed well. The downstairs is dark and luxurious with its black leather and seductive paintings; the upstairs is a brilliant white done with simple art, elegance.

It was packed. Everyone was nice and attractive. People were there to chat with strangers, get drunk with friends, and dance to rock. I know that everyone who was there knows they are coming back next month. It was just so good.

I missed the free drinks, but I respect events that give any free drinks at all. A chum slammed the top of my half empty beer, shattering glass. And just when I think I’m going to be scolded, a security dude brings me a new one. Pretty amazing (but I think he cupped my bottom later).

There’s street parking. Neighborhood’s cool. And it was free if you RSVPed. What else, dudes?

-Mickey Mari