Showing posts with label Pittsburgh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pittsburgh. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Black Moth Super Rainbow/School of Seven Bells announce super tour


Summer's way off, but it's not too soon to start planning which nights to take a psychedelic magic carpet ride. And if you live near any of the cities listed below, that decision's already been made for you.

Pittsburgh champion freaks Black Moth Super Rainbow just announced a co-headlining tour with fellow space cadets School of Seven Bells, making one of the longest marquees I can ever remember, but also one of the better-matched tours of late.

Black Moth's bubbling, trip-hop organ workouts couldn't go better than with Seven Bell's, um, bubbling, trip-hop organ workouts. The difference is in the important details, though — the former is certainly a good bit further out of the box than the latter's mix of lovely melodies and shape-shifting beats.

Nonetheless, the duo seems made for each other. Someone should've thought this up months ago.

Here are those dates:
Wed. May 20 - Chicago, IL @ Bottom Lounge
Thu. May 21 - Madison, WI @ High Noon Saloon
Fri. May 22 - Minneapolis, MN @ Triple Rock Social Club
Mon. May 25 - Quincy, WA @ Sasquatch Festival
Tue. May 26 - Portland, OR @ Holocene
Thu. May 28 - San Francisco, CA @ Bottom of the Hill
Fri. May 29 - Los Angeles, CA @ Troubadour
Sat. May 30 - Costa Mesa, CA @ Detroit Bar
Sun. May 31 - Phoenix, AZ @ Rhythm Room
Tue. Jun. 2 - Austin, TX @ The Mohawk
Wed. Jun. 3 - Denton, TX @ Hailey's
Thu. Jun. 4 - Little Rock, AR @ Sticky Fingerz
Fri. Jun. 5 - Nashville, TN @ Exit/In
Sat. Jun. 6 - Columbus, OH @ Circus

See anything missing? I do. That city Black Moth Super Rainbow is from isn't on the map here. Ouch, Tobacco, ouch.

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Photo courtesy Sarah Cass/Pitch Perfect PR

Monday, January 26, 2009

Decemberists. New Song. New Album. New Levels of Ecstasy.


Yes, I know, this track has been floating around the internet for the better part of two weeks.

But a new Decemberists track, to me, isn't something to simply digest and regurgitate onto a blog. A new Decemberists song, you see, must be dealt with carefully and slowly, like a small puppy or an infant child. These things are precious.

And so, my friends, though you've doubtlessly heard it elsewhere for awhile now, I'm finally ready to talk about "Rake's Song," the newest track from one of the greatest bands out there.

(Wait - did you hear that? I think it was any guise of journalistic objectivity flying out the window.)

The Decemberists have certainly changed since the absolutely gorgeous first disc Castaways and Cutouts and the criminally - criminally! - underappreciated follow-up Her Majesty. Colin Meloy has long since traded the lush, almost lullaby-like sound of his early material for more ambitious aims — long, complex song structure, more percussive tracks, concept albums, the like.

The first track to hit off the band's upcoming fifth album, Hazards of Love, due March 24, like much of Meloy's more recent work, attempts to reconcile 'lovely' and 'ambitious.' In other words, just as he did with The Crane Wife, he wants to appeal to both the critics looking for something impressively edgy and high concept and the more simplistic music lovers simplistically looking for a beautiful melody, a pretty guitar strum to hold on to.

"The Rake's Song" succeeds on both fronts. This sure isn't the care-free breezy folk of Castaways, but Meloy's melody is playful enough that we don't get the impression that The Decemberists are taking themselves too seriously.

The track tells a very Meloy-esque tale: Poor chap marries young, sees his wife's womb "start spilling out babies" (Imagine that line in doctor speak: "Ma'am, you're water has broken. You're about to start spilling out babies"), sees his wife die in childbirth and proceeds to kill (or, ahem, allow to die) his kids, freeing him to conveniently narrate the rest of the album.

It's catchy, certainly entertaining, and, more than anything, should push fans to mother-trying-to-buy-Hannah-Montana-tickets level excitement.

And, if you're in the Pittsburgh area, keep your eyes and ears open. A rumored (yes, just rumored) Decemberists show may be just around the corner.

Just for good measure, have another listen.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Triggers: This Year's Model of Costello-Influenced Bands

At only 35 minutes long, Pittsburgh power-poppers' Triggers' new disc Smoke Show is a quick and undeniably fun listen. But, seriously, with hooks this huge, you can safely leave the record on repeat for more than a few run-throughs. Elvis Costello-swagger-pop hasn't sounded this good since, well, Elvis Costello did it. Here's an interview Gravity Rides Everything did with the band in it's basement practice space.


Practicing on Monday night in preparation for the band’s upcoming gig at the 31st Street Pub, Triggers’ beer bottle filled, poster-adorned Squirrel Hill basement/communal house is completely filled with the band’s propulsive, Costello-on-caffeine rock. But don’t call the neighbors just yet. These are some hospitable boys.

“Do you need earplugs?” asked keyboardist and vocalist Brett Zoric. “I think we have some paper towels you can use.”

Thanks, but no thanks.

Zoric , all arms and legs with thick, black-rimmed glasses, sits behind his dual keyboards. Triggers launch into its catchiest song, “Anyone at Anytime,” beginning with Zoric’s barroom shuffle on the keys. Guitarist/vocalist Adam Rousseau’s jagged riff cuts through the keyboard and launches the band, along with drummer Rich ‘Woody’ Kawood and bassist Joe Kasler into the hyper-catchy song, a mix of Weezer’s crunchy guitars, Maroon 5’s white boy soul vocals and a swagger that’s all their own.

The song ends. Silence.

Zoric cracks a grin and says, “This is usually the part where someone yells ‘you suck!’”

That wry humor is, at least in part, responsible for Triggers existing in the first place. Back in 2005, Kawood and Rousseau were, ahem, asked to exit their former band The You. Conveniently, Zoric and Kasler similarly took a bow from their band Monarch.

“We were kind of the rejects of different bands,” said Rousseau.

“I would always say ‘that drummer and bass player [Rousseau played bass] are awesome’ Apparently, they said the same thing about us. Finally we said we should probably just play together,” said Zoric. “Then we all held hands.”

By the end of that year, Triggers had self-recorded its first EP and began playing around town at local mainstays like Club CafĂ© and eventually Brillobox. For the band’s debut album, Smoke Show, released just last year, it was time to bring in some outside help — enter producer John Hiler (Liz Phair, Duncan Sheik). But hearing criticism and actually listening to it were two different things.

“There’s a leap of faith you’ve got to take with a producer. Because he might suggest something, but if you wanted it that way, in a sense, you would’ve written it that way. In the end, you either trust him or you don’t,” said Zoric.

Triggers decided to trust Hiler. The result is 35 minutes of super slick party rock that would make The Cars smile wide and make Elvis Costello lower is glasses to look a bit closer. Zoric’s synthesizer lines trade thumping melodies with Rousseau’s guitar, while Kasler and Kawood are a driving rhythmic force — that is, a force that’ll drive you to the dance floor. Throw in the oft-gang shouted ‘whoa’s and ‘hey’s and you’ve got a power-pop punch in the gut.

But with full time day jobs all, recording a full-length was no easy task.

“During preproduction, we would come home from work at six, then we’d work from then until two in the morning, then get up for work the next day,” said Zoric, who works in real estate. “The good news is, it didn’t let us f**k around.”
For the actual recording, though, the band blissfully took off work to devote necessary attention to the music.

“A lot of bands at our level end up taking months or years [to record] because everyone is working and it’s hard to get studio time,” said Rousseau. “But we took off work, scraped together every penny we had and made this thing in a couple weeks, just banged it out.”

A handful of thousands of dollars later (manager Phil Pierre estimated, “somewhere between 10…and 30 thousand.” Rousseau added, “The key is not to think about it.”), Smoke Show hit local shelves and saw the band begin touring more than ever. But while booking shows has proved fairly simple, the band understands that economic woes, as well as hunger pangs, can dissuade a listener from checking out any band.

“We know what it’s like to put out five bucks for a show. That’s time sitting at a job you hate. Any time someone puts out that five bucks, that’s responsibility for us,” said Zoric. “From the time they come in the door, it’s our job to make sure that person doesn’t think ‘I wish I’d kept that and gone to McDonald’s.’ And that’s a choice. You can eat a foot long sub, or you can walk down the street and see us. It’s our job to make sure people continue to walk down the street.”