what to do with your summer (northwest music festivals)

May 15, 2013 in events

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If you’re like me, than your brain can only hold so many dates and numbers.  I need clearly drawn out chronological lists to help me prepare for the things coming up in the future. In fact, this article began not as an article, but as my own list to help me figure out what was happening this Summer.

I don’t know what the Summer festival landscape looked like five years ago, but I’m willing to bet that it wasn’t as strong as it is now.  The obvious reason is that in the last five years the Northwest music scene has grown exponentially both in quantity and quality.  Most festivals take place at a variety of locations across the Northwest, from Portland to Anacortes, so not only is this an opportunity to see some great bands, but it’s also your opportunity to visit some beautiful locations.

By no means is this a comprehensive list, it’s really just a list of the festivals that I’m familiar with.  If there’s something I missed that you think should be on this list, shoot me an email at submissions@secretly-important.com and I’ll tack it on.

 

SASQUATCH! May 24-27, The Gorge, WA, Tickets: Expensive and Sold Out
If big name headliners are your thing, and you don’t mind overbearing corporate festival sponsorships then Sasquatch is for you.  But if you’re looking to go in 2013 you’re probably shit out of luck.  Hell, we couldn’t even get in this year.  But if you’re only planing on going to one festival this year and can manage to snag some tickets from somewhere, then you should go, because the lineup is pretty outstanding.  Father John Misty, Wild Belle, Deep Sea Diver, The Postal Service, Macklemore, Telekinesis, are just a few that get us jazzed.

 

Northwest Folklife, May 24-27, The Seattle Center, Tickets: FREE
If you didn’t get tickets to Sasquatch but still want a weekend of music, then this is your best option.  You may (or may not) have some negative connotations about Folklife, but I’ve actually seen some really great bands there.  Though the K-Records influence this year is somewhat diminished, it does appear that some great acts like Briana Marela, Kendl Winter, and The Shivas will be playing.  Best of all this festival is free and very family friendly.

 

Anacortes Unknown Music Series #3, July 19-21, Anacortes, WA, Tickets: $50
Born from the ashes of the popular What-the-heck-fest, the Unknown series emerged as the brain child of Phil Elvrum.  Unlike the other festivals this is really a music series that takes place a number of times a year, with series #3 happening this Summer.  There have been no official announcements for 2013 but Phil always manages to round up some of the most intriguing lineups of any festival.  Regardless, I think we can expect a performance from Karl Blau/Lovers without Borders/D+/whatever he’s working on, Mount Eerie, and a number of other K artists.  Anacortes is a beautiful place and $50 is totally affordable.

 

Sub Pop Silver Jubilee, July 13, Georgetown, Seattle, Tickets: FREE
If you just don’t have the cash for another of the big festivals this year, then you should definitely keep July 13th clear for Sub Pop’s Silver Jubilee.  This might just be the best most exciting lineup of the Summer.  Sub Pop has gathered some great bands from the past, present, and future: Mudhoney, J Mascis, Shabazz Palaces (w/ THEESatisfaction) Father John Misty, Brothers of the Sonic Cloth, Endino’s Earthworm, and more to be announced.  Sub Pop will never be celebrating 25 years again, so this is a once in a lifetime event.  The fact that it is free means that you’d be a fool not to go.

Timber! Fest, July 26-27, Carnation, WA, Tickets: $45, $20 camping
This is a brand new festival in its first year, put on by the guys who brought you Doe Bay Fest.  So if you’ve resorted to the fact that you’re not going to Doe Bay, I would definitely give Timber a shot.  Expect the organizers to be working out the kinks for this festival (so go with some patience) but also know that you’re probably going to what will become the next Doe Bay.  From small up-and-comers like Lemolo, River Giant, Hobosexual, and Bryan John Appleby, to big names like the Helio Sequence and the Fruit Bats, this lineup packs a lot of punch for just two days.  Set amongst the idilic woods of Carnation, makes this festival something that should be right at the top of your list.

 

Capitol Hill Block Party, July 26-28, Capitol Hill, Seattle, Tickets: 3-day $115 single $40
You’ve got a choice to make here; the granola Timber fest, or the sleek CHBP.  It’s really too bad these two festivals fall on the same weekend.  Starting a couple years back I noticed this festival started to make a serious run at being a real festival with serious bands.  This year of note is La Luz, Pickwick, Pure Bathing Culture, Hey Marseilles, Radiation City, and… the Flaming Lips.  This festival really seems to be coming into it’s own and the last two years have really shown that. I don’t like that venues span the city that range from Capitol Hill to the Seattle Center, but everything is time out enough that you can see everything. Hopefully for next year Timber and CHBP can coexist on different weekends.

 

Doe Bay Fest, August 8-11, Orcas Island, WA, Tickets: $90, camping $90
You’re probably not going to this festival.  Well, maybe not.  This festival quietly started a number of years ago, and between the exquisite setting, its intimate nature, and the organizers ability to find the next big thing, Doe Bay has quickly become the most sought after festival of the year.  Tickets sell out in mere seconds, before people even know the lineup.  You don’t go to Doe Bay just to hear music, you go because it’s a magical place.  Unlike past years, tickets will be sold mostly to guests who stay at Doe Bay prior to the festival (though some tickets may become available later.) So this year you have a chance.  But need I remind you that staying at Doe Bay isn’t cheap, nor is getting to the island (accessible by ferry only).  If you can, do everything in your power to get to Doe Bay.

 

Helsing Junction Sleepover, August 16-18, Rochester, WA, Tickets: $35 (2012)
The past number of years K-Records has partnered with the Helsing Junction farm to create the Sleepover, a loose festival of (mostly) K bands, playing for fans and friends.  I often look at it more as an Olympia convention, as similar bands play the festival every year, and you go for the experience as much as the music.  Free from the corporate or even the anti-corporate sponsors of every other festival, Helsing truly is about the music and the fun.  The official is yet to be announced, but it will be chock full of K artists, the festival also features films and organic food for which the proceeds go to Thurston County Gleaners Coalition.  $35 is almost too cheap not to go and have fun.

 

Bumbershoot, August 31- September 2, The Seattle Center, Tickets: 3-day $150 single $50*
Seattle’s longest running music/art/comedy festival is the perfect way to draw your Summer to a close.  Everyone has a lot opinions about Bumbershoot, some have even questioned whether it’s still relevant.  Though at times it struggles to compete with the bigger festivals dedicated solely to music, Bumbershoot is the perfect mix of great music, art, and some of the nations best comedy.  Though this years lineup doesn’t get me as hot as last years, bands like Thao, River Giant, the Grizzled Mighty, and Deathcab for Cutie are well worth it.

*Saturday day pass is $55, Sunday/Monday $50

 

Music Fest Northwest, September 3-8, Portland, OR, Tickets: $75-$125 (2012)
If you’re not going to Bumbershoot, or if you just want a solid week of music, than get your ass down to Portland for Music Fest NW.  Like SXSW or CHBP, this festival utilizes venues all across the city.  It has considerable drawbacks, for instance, it takes place during the week, it’s not centrally located, it’s in Portland.  But last year it boasted an outstanding lineup, if I didn’t have a three week old at home I would have been there in a heartbeat.  The lineup won’t be announced until May 29th, but get your pocket book ready, this one is definitely worth it.

 

City Arts Fest Mid-October, Seattle, WA, Tickets: $55 (2012)
Okay, so technically this isn’t part of the Summer, but it’s close enough to Summer that it should count.  I wasn’t familiar with CIty Arts Fest until last year, and found their lineup to be surprisingly good, actually excellent. Just like Music Fest NW, City Arts takes place during the week, which is tough for those who have to work or go to school, but after last years lineup that featured bands like Reignwolf, Lemolo, St. Vincent, among so many others, I’m really looking forward to what 2013 will offer.  This effectively ends the festival season, maybe not with a bang, but with a really excellent selection of arts and music.

sub pop 25 years and my 10 favorite albums

April 5, 2013 in lists

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This week Sub Pop turned Twenty-five years old, and though that youthful number is as questionable as the birthday of Albert Pujols, I took a little time to reflect on their quarter of a century.

It’s a miracle that Sub Pop is still around today.  They not only managed to pass through the post grunge blues of the Pacific Northwest, but also managed to escape a time in the early 90’s when the company was effectively broke.  They’ve powered through two major recessions, the Seattle dot com boom and bust, and even the collapse of the music industry.  Some twenty-five years after releasing the infamous Sub Pop 100, the label is as strong as ever, with some of the countries most dynamic artists, releasing some of the most influential music.

For me Sub Pop is synonymous with my musical education.  Not counting a Mickey Mouse Club CD I bought when I was 10, my first music purchase was Nirvana’s Bleach.  From then on Sub Pop was my musical barometer, helping gauge the best music around.  I can remember begging my mom to take me downtown to the Sub Pop Mega Mart.  A contradiction in terms, the Mega Mart was really just a hole in the wall beneath the Moore Hotel, but the walls were lined with releases that I typically found only in their catalogue.

When browsing the record store shelves looking for a particular band, I always chose their Sub Pop release.  These weren’t particularly informed decisions I was making, they were those of someone who needed a voice to tell them what was good.  For many years, especially in those first ten years, Sub Pop cultivated bands with a very distinct sound, typically loud, hard edged, and seemingly unmarketable.

The height of my Sub Pop obsession peaked around 1998-99. A time when vinyl had yet to become collectables and I could purchase used copies of iconic Singles Club albums for a few bucks.  Wearing my Sub Pop “Loser” shirt around school didn’t have the same effect back then that it has now.  There was a time that in most circles, Sub Pop was mostly unknown and little cared about, and it definitely was not cool to like a bunch of obsolete bands that no one had ever heard of.

My music tastes have changed over the years and I hope that it goes without saying that I don’t simply buy the album emblazoned with that iconic black and white logo, but I still think of Sub Pop as the height of quality and excellence.  A few years back I purchased a copy of the Head and the Heart LP and remarked to myself as I cut through the cellophane, “holy shit, Sub Pop really knows how to package an LP.”

Sub Pop hasn’t just been important to me, it’s been important to this Pacific Northwest region, this country, and possibly or probably the world.

In honor of 25(ish) years of Sub Pop I’ve compiled my ten favorite albums from their storied history.

supersuckersThe Supersuckers – The Smoke of Hell
Though it was released at the hight of grunge, it always felt like a more traditional punk album to me.  Though I haven’t listened to this album in years, I do remember wearing out the grooves on the record when I first bought it.  I never developed a love for 90’s punk bands like Rancid or Pennywise, The Supersuckers were as close as I ever got.  Between the songs Hell City Hell and I Say Fuck, this is an amazing album

 

nirvanaNirvana – Bleach
I don’t think any list of Sub Pop’s greatest albums would be complete without Nirvana’s debut, but I’m not sure every list would mean it.  I mean it.  The night after I bought Bleach, I boldly proclaimed to my best friend that “this was Nirvana’s best.”  That may have been a bit of bloated enthusiasm, but to this day I find myself more and more gravitated to this album.  It’s a different Nirvana, a less emotional and heavy hearted Kur(d)t C(K)obain.  When I think of grunge, I immediately picture the negative image that graces the album’s cover.

SP859JMascis_Gatefold_OutsideThe Head and the Heart
There was a period of time that I wasn’t necessarily digging Sub Pop’s bands.  The Head and the Heart’s self titled debut jolted me right back.  From start to finish this is just a great album.  It’s one of those albums that seems to accompany you wherever you go and inserts itself into the soundtrack of your life.  There were plenty of albums that I would have loved to play during my wife’s labor with our daughter, but the only one she would allow was The Head and the Heart, because of that it has a special place in my own heart.

TADTad – 8-Way Santa
Though I loved this album at the time I bought it, I didn’t come to appreciate it until much later.  If there is any one album that challenges Bleach as the image of Grunge, it’s 8-Way Santa.  This might be the heaviest album of the movement, fueled by the deep grunting voice of Tad Doyle.  These guys could have been so much bigger, they should have been.  I could listen to the song Giant Killer over and over.

 

PrintFlight of the Conchords
I want to lay a big kiss on the lips to whoever was responsible for signing Flight of the Conchords to Sub Pop.  They had a steady but underground following before their HBO show, and it’s unclear just how big their following was after. But I imagine it was still a risk to sign this New Zealand comedy duo who not only wrote funny and catchy songs, but really good songs.  There was a time in my life where I wanted to listen to nothing else.  This isn’t just some tie-in to a television show, this is an album full of genuinely good and funny songs.

PrintMudhoney – Superfuzz Bigmuff
Occasionally a tune will pop into my head and I’ll start to get into before I realize it’s from Superfuzz, even when I haven’t listened to the album for months.  This might be the so called “Seattle Sound” at it’s best, messy, hard hitting, ever catchy. Since this was Mudhoney’s debut, I hesitate to say that this was their peak, but Steve Turner’s guitar never sounded more fuzzy, and Mark Arm’s voice was never as passionately scratchy. This is the kind of album that defines an era.

FatherJohn_fearfunFather John Misty – Fear Fun
Like Flight of the Conchords, I imagine that it was a bit risky to sign Josh Tillman and his alter ego Father John Misty.  Though he cut his teeth as the drummer for The Fleet Foxes, and solo as J. Tillman, Father John Misty is a different sound entirely.  But then, this kind of sound only comes once in a lifetime and so I imagine that the decision to sign him was easy.  What can I say about Fear Fun that I haven’t said already, besides that this is the kind of album that I’ll be listening to in a year, twenty years, a lifetime.

steven jesse bernsteinSteven Jesse Bernstein – Prison
Signing comedians a few of years ago was a natural progression for an indie label like Sub Pop, but it was actually over twenty years ago that they released Seattle underground legend Steven Jesse Bernstein’s Prison. The album is ten spoken word poems read brilliantly by Bernstein, with music composed and integrated to perfection by Steve Fisk. Prison was originally recorded at the State Penitentiary Special Offenders, but later rerecorded in a studio. Bernstein committed suicide before he could hear Fisk’s final mix of the album.

mark laneganMark Lanegan – The Winding Sheet
Still the Northwests premier poet rocker, Mark Lanegan was brilliant with The Screaming Trees and equally brilliant on his own. When it comes to albums that fluctuate between heavy rock songs, and soft folk ballads, The Winding Sheet tops the list.  His voice doesn’t have great range, in fact it has almost none, but he knows how to write songs for himself that don’t require range.  Kurt Cobain collaborated with Lanegan on this album, most notably on Down in the Dark. I Love You Little Girl is one of my favorite songs of all time.

sub pop 200Sub Pop 200
This is the definitive collection of Northwest Music of the late 80’s.  I dare you to find a better collection, Soundgarden, Nirvana, the Fluid, Mudhoney, Green River, Beat Happening, Steven Jesse Bernstein, the Fastbacks, Girl Trouble, Catt Butt, The Screaming Trees, are just some of the amazing bands on this 1988 release.  I originally bought it for the rare Nirvana song Spank Thru, but found myself falling in love with everything.  If you’re looking to start a Sub Pop collection but don’t know where to begin, look no further. I love everything on this album from the packaging down to the very last song.

There’s so much I could have included in this list, and certainly many incredible albums that I didn’t list, Soundgarden’s Screaming Life, Sub Pop 100?  This list is comprised of those albums I bought in my youth and today, albums that I’ve listened to a million times, and in some cases albums I wore out and had to buy twice.  The point?  Sub Pop has released too many great albums to count.

eugene mirman ~ an evening of comedy in a fake, underground laboratory

February 27, 2013 in comedy reviews, reviews

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Eugene Mirman’s comedy act is hard to define, part prop comedy, part short jokes, part personal stories, part observational humor, part performance art.  You never know what’s going to happen, or who’s going to appear, whether it be a brief cameo performance from Kristen Schaal, or a conversation with an extraterrestrial being who speaks with the voice of a live theremin, both are examples of the surprises found on Mirman’s latest album and DVD special, An Evening of Comedy in a Fake, Underground Laboratory.

Simply describing to you what happens would be a colossal mess, Mirman moves from one joke born from a personal story to the next with little transition.  He shows various Tea Party slogans he invented.  He reads questions from the audience and gives them advice.  Gives you a tour of his set, and reads from his childhood notebook.  Reads his angry ramblings and distracted criticism of one of Mirman’s least favorite companies.  Sets a series of jokes to the electronic wails of a theremin.  And shows you a series of ads he created in Facebook.

This seems like a disjointed jumble of various comics appearing before their very first audience with a silly schtick, and in the hands of most comedians it would be, but Eugene Mirman blends all these elements seamlessly and holds them together with an absurdist glue.  His particular brand of absurd humor seems to stem from his childhood where he often describes himself as something similar to a child suffering from autism or some extreme social disorder, that young Eugene is often at odds with this adult Eugene, then again maybe they are mixed together perfectly and it’s impossible to know what exactly is powering him.

It’s been four years since Mirman released God Is A Twelve-Year-Old Boy With Asperger’s, which is a great introduction for what he brings in his latest album.  The absurdity has dissolved further into madness, and the bit’s more outlandish and hilarious.  His angry letter and postcard campaign to Delta Airlines begets an irate full page ad in newspapers, shaming Time Warner Cable. A series of poll questions inspired by a Russian website begets a series of absurd Facebook ads.  A brief conversation with a bear begets a conversation with an alien roommate about gay marriage.

Obviously these two albums are cut from the same cloth, but An Evening of Comedy in a Fake, Underground Laboratory, impossibly takes things to a whole new level of beautiful absurdity.  This album shouldn’t work, it should be a jumbled mess, it should fail to connect with its audience.  The truth is that it does, Eugene Mirman succeeds spectacularly here, why?  Because hidden in all of us is the desire to answer the phone with the tone of a crazed lunatic, or ask a stranger on the street, how far the nearest jail is.

An Evening of Comedy in a Fake, Underground Laboratory, is out now on Comedy Central records as a CD/DVD combo.

Eugene Mirman: website/facebook/twitter.

favorite daytrotter sessions: Father John Misty

February 1, 2013 in columns, daytrotter favorites

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You read this website, you read this website at least once every week, and since you do you know that one of my favorite websites for finding new music or just listening to other great music is Daytrotter.  I’ve gushed about the website before, and recommend their $2 monthly membership fee to anyone who enjoys music, which I assume is you because you’re reading this website.

Periodically I will feature some of my favorite Daytrotter sessions here.  To kick it all off I wanted to tell you about one of my all time favorites, Father John Misty.

Father John Misty AKA Josh Tillman had one of 2012‘s/all time best albums, Fear Fun.  Tillman jettisoned his previous moniker J. Tillman, drove from Seattle to Los Angeles “with enough mushrooms to choke a horse” (see I’m Writing A Novel) and became Father John Misty.  Here in this Daytrotter session Misty is stripped down to just Tillman and a guitar, which skirts the sound of his older music but retains all the desperation, humor, and power of FJM.

Right from the get go you’re hit with Tillman’s dark and self deprecating sense of humor. “Well.” He says as if they couldn’t find any recognizable musicians to play.  “This is Misty, and you’re listening to several different substances vying for supremacy in my body on Daytrotter.”  He’s probably not lying.  The songs are littered with his own little improvised commentary, which if you’ve seen him live, have become as integral to the song as the original lyrics.

The songs on Fear Fun were deeply personal expressions and removing everything but Tillman and his guitar completely exposes the passion he has for these songs.  For roughly the last two years he’s been playing the same twelve songs over and over, that he can still muster the emotion behind them in performance is a wonder, and he does so here beautifully.  Particularly the down tempo version of Hollywood Forever Cemetery Sings.

The songs included in the session are:

Funtimes In Babylon 

I’m Writing A Novel

Now I’m Learning To Love The War

Hollywood Forever Cemetery Sings

 

All are download and streamable (they even have a streaming app) when you sign up for their ultra cheap $2 membership.  You can find the session here.

LIST: 2012’s best albums

December 6, 2012 in album reviews, reviews

I love lists, it might even be my preferred method of reading really.  I might finally get around to reading Dostoyevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov if it was in the form of a list.  This also happens to be the most list-worthy time of year.  Basically if you want to countdown the best lists, or the best lists from years past, I don’t really care I’ll read it.  A few days back I put up a list of the ten best comedy albums of the year.  This is basically the same thing, however it won’t come with a cute picture of our Internaut logo with a Santa hat.  This isn’t just a list of the best music of the year to buy (which it is) it’s also a list of the best music of the year period. (It’s redundant to say period followed by a period but I did it period.)

I thought that 2011 was an unbelievable music year that would be nearly impossible to match in 2012 or any other year for that matter.  2011 saw some of the best albums by LAKE, Angelo Spencer, Mirah and Thao, Bryan John Appleby, The Cave Singers, The Curious Mystery, and so many others.  I naively believed that they would all have to top their 2011 releases, and totally discounted the possibility of any newcomers to make 2012 better.  As it turns out the best albums of 2012 came from newcomers.

What I’m about to is can probably be crumpled up and throw away as soon as I say it, “2012 will be long remembered as a landmark year in music.”  Ignore the fact that I would have said the same thing about 2011.  If I feel comfortable at all making that statement it’s because 2012 had debut albums from some bands who will be making waves in the music scene for years and years to come.

While I love lists I personally don’t believe in numbered lists.  Even if I tried I couldn’t accurately gauge who was best and who was only 10th best.  Every album on this list was not only a great 2012 release, it was a great all-time release.  So here they are in no particular order.

Deep Sea Diver – History Speaks
I’m going to go out on a limb, a sturdy limb, but a limb nonetheless, and say that Deep Sea Diver is the best band in Seattle.  History Speaks, follows on the success of DSD’s 2009 EP New Caves.  I love this album so much that I don’t really even know what to write here.  Every song is expertly crafted indie rock, from fast paced danceable pop, to hard edged rock, to moody ballads, History Speaks is about as perfect an album as you’ll ever find.  And coincidentally front woman Jessica Dobson was a guest on the Secretly-Important Podcast.

 

Father John Misty – Fear Fun
Ninety years from now list-makers will place Fear Fun as one of the defining records of the 21st Century.  The brain child of former Fleet Foxes drummer and the artist formally known as J. Tillman, Father John Misty appears as a non-alter ego persona for Tillman.  Every song on this album is a sing along, and every song is beautiful, fun, quirky, and perfect.  At one moment Tillman is channeling Harry Nilsson while the other he’s taking right from the Beatles playbook.  This Album is just too good.

 

Solid Home Life
These first three albums all make my list for best albums of all time, and at some point my wife literally ordered me to play something else.  Solid Home Life was born out of a collaboration of Lindsay Schief (formally of LAKE) and Greg Olin (Graves).  You will never find a more sweet and lovely album.  I’ve spent countless hours singing along to these soft folky songs by myself and with my daughter.  It’s a shame that more people don’t or won’t really know about this album because it’s so gentle and honest that you can’t not like it.  Lindsay was also a guest on the Secretly-Important podcast.

Lemolo – Kaleidoscope
My love affair with Lemolo and this album was like a whirlwind, one minute I’d never heard of them, the next minute I was sitting in a coffee shop gushing to them about how much I loved this album.  The Kaleidoscope fluctuates between dark and moody almost eerie tones and light and almost uber-pop.  Every note feels right, and once you’ve heard it you turn right around and start it over again.  Just four albums into this list, and my all time list is looking full.  Meagan and Kendra were also guests on the Secretly-Important podcast.

 

Damien Jurado – Maraqopa
Having been around the PNW for years and establishing himself as an elder statesmen of the music scene I wouldn’t expect this album to be as fresh and beautiful as it is.  I would be wrong because Maraqopa shows a wonderful growth in Jurado’s work.  This album mixes genre’s all over the place, but Jurado puts a focus on the folk-rock he’s known for with blues and it’s magical.  You’ll find this album on a lot of other lists and it’s no surprise, it belongs there.

 

 

Ana Tijoux – La Bala
I can’t help it, Ana’s my musical crush.  Her previous album 1977 was spectacular, but not to be outdone by herself La Bala rises to the occasion and offers up a new listening experience.  If you don’t know Ana then you should be aware that she’s a quick rhyming Spanish speaking Chilean Hip Hop artist.  I don’t have a clue what she’s saying but it just feels right.  La Bala features a number of guest artists and at times departs from the quick raps and exhibits her beautiful singing voice which was underused on 1977.

 

The The The Thunder – All At Once
Even after this album was recorded TTTT had never played All At Once as a full band, that would come later.  You can’t hear that little tidbit in the music but it does make it all the more impressive doesn’t it?  I see this album as the love child of Lou Reed and the Talking Heads.  That combination right there should be enough to make any list right?  Well, TTTT succeed with flying colors here, churning out an incredible album that easily could have sounded disjointed.  Once again 3/4 of the band was featured in the Secretly-Important podcast.

 

Lonesome Shack – City Man
City Man begins like all Lonesome Shack albums, with the dropping of a glass bottle, and it’s basically the best thing ever.  The moment I heard the clanking glass beer bottle I knew that everything that preceded was going to be incredible, and it was.  LS expands their minimalist haunted boogie blues duo to include bass and  sax.  The album was recorded live at Cafe Racer (two months before the tragic shootings) and is dedicated to the victims and their families.  Lonesome Shack is one of the most pure extensions of blues that you’ll hear just about anywhere.  There’s a Lonesome Shack interview coming in January on the Secretly-Important podcast.

Ruby Fray – Pith
Last year K-Records released a single of the Christmas song Namiot, and the first thought that went through my head was, “I need a solo album by Emily Beanblossom.”  Here it is.  It’s technically not a solo album as the usual suspects around the K office lend their talents to the album.  At times Pith is weird and quirky, at others she seems to be channeling Carol King or Fleetwood Mac.  I had high expectations for this album and they were totally exceeded.  Pith is all over the place in terms of genre, but what it all has in common is Beanblossom’s incredible voice.

Karl Blau – Songles
There’s isn’t another single PNW artist who I simply don’t understand why they aren’t a household name.  Karl has made some of the most interesting, unique, risky, and flat out amazing music.  What’s unique  is that he can present you with ten new songs and each one is like looking at a blank canvas, they can be anything and go anywhere.  Songles is ten songs, low-fi indie meets Karl’s amazing ability to spin gold from kelp.  At first listen you might not get Songles, but I urge you to give it a second try, once you do I promise you’ll find that it’s really amazing.  No surprise here but Karl has also been featured on the Secretly-Important podcast.

 

I only gave myself ten slots here to talk about my favorite albums of 2012, so naturally there were many that were left off.  Honorable mention goes to Chain and the Gang – In Cool Blood, The Soft Hills – The Bird is Coming Down to Earth, THEESatisfaction – awE naturalE and many, many others.  It just so happens that these were the albums that I listened to the most, the ones that inspired me everyday, and that reminded me why I was still in the PNW.

If you’ve got a music fan on your shopping list (and who doesn’t) any of these albums are a perfect gift.  If you’re worried about name recognition, just think about how awesome it will be to introduce someone to something new that they’ll love forever.

***** 2012 was not only a great year for some amazing full length albums, it also featured some incredible EP’s and singles.  My next list will feature my favorite (not full-length) music.  That music is just as good as this here. *****

you might have missed: steven jesse bernstein ~ prison

September 21, 2012 in album reviews, reviews

I have two great loves, spoken word of just about any kind (comedy, storytelling, occasional poetry) the other is music.  Though the two rarely meet in any kind of listenable fashion.  I could easily just sit and listen to Spalding Gray tell me my own life’s story down to the most mundane details of brushing my teeth, and though his voice may at time skim the sizzling surface of music, it is still just words.  Occasionally I will hear a song that delicately tip toes over the edge of a knife balancing between music and poetry, but to me it always falls on music.

If I find just about everything attempting to combine music and spoken word unlistenable, it’s because Steven “Jesse” Bernstein’s Prison is an honest to god masterpiece.  The pinnacle of this difficult combination, Prison is so good that it’ll make you want to actively smash any and all other attempts.

When I was 13 I convinced my mother to drive me into downtown Seattle from Kent Washington to the Sup Pop Mega Mart.  An inside joke to anyone who ever visited the store, the “mega mart” was little more than a nondescript hole in the wall, just South of the Moore Theater.  The only identifying marker was a tiny sign just above the door.  Were you to force four people inside the store (including the cashier) at one time you would easily become claustrophobic.  Despite its size, it was the place for Sub Pop merchandise at the time, outside of their mail order catalogue.

I was like a kid in a candy store, I wanted everything but with just $50 that I’d saved from my Christmas earnings, I could only leave with a microscopic fraction of what the store had to offer.  Among other things I walked away with a copy of Sub Pop’s 200, a compilation album of the PNW’s whose who in 1988.  Comprised mostly of B-sides it featured music from Green River, Soundgarden, Nirvana, TAD, the Thrown Ups, and Steven Jesse Bernstein.

After skipping right to the third track Nirvana’s Spank Thru, and listening to it a half dozen times in a row, I moved on to the fourth song, Steven Jesse Bernstein’s Come Out Tonight.  In this instance there was no music involved, just spoken word, but it was so jarring, fascinating, unsettling, and incredible that it quickly became my favorite track on the album.  From the picture in the album jacket I deduced that Bernstein looked like a much skinnier, much rougher, and only slightly younger version of my dead 85 year old Grandpa, which painted an interesting picture in my mind of this mystery artist.

As it turns out Steven “Jesse” Bernstein was much younger than my grandfather, just four years older than my father in fact, but just like my Grandfather they were both dead.  A very long struggle with a sever mental illness eventually led to his suicide in Neah Bay Washington in 1991, a grizzly death from stab wounds to the neck.  I often romanticized that this was done with a ballpoint pen, but I don’t actually know what he used.

Bernstein might just be one of the most influential figures of the Seattle music scene that no one has ever heard of.  He often opened for bands like Nirvana or Soundgarden, reading his poetry and prose.  It’s a tragedy that the bulk of his published material either audio or visual, was published after his death. I Am Secretly An Important Man, (Yes the inspiration for the name of this website) quickly became a favorite collection of poetry.  His gritty, graphic, and beautiful poetic storytelling is exceptionally engaging.

Prison was a unique endeavor at the time, and had it gone on as planned, it would not have included music, at least not in the same way.  Originally the album was supposed to be a spoken word version of Johnny Cash’s At Folsom Prison.  A recording was made of Jesse reading his poems for the Special Offenders unit at the Monroe State Penitentiary in Washington, but it turned out to be unusable and instead the album went in a different direction.

Legendary Northwest Producer and musician Steve Fisk of Pigeonhed was contracted to complete the album.  Bernstein’s poems were recorded in the studio and then Fisk went to work underscoring the album with a wide assortment of musical genre’s and subtle sound effects.  The album is nine different poems, each different in tone, and in turn Fisk finds a different sound to pair with it.  From a jazzy rock, to metal, atmospheric electronic synthesizer, to hip-hop beats.  Never do the words and music work against each other negatively, they compliment each other with delicate precision.

So precise, that Fisk knew exactly when to leave Bernstein’s poetry alone.  The sixth track on the album is Face, a twelve and a half minute bit of prose about Jesse’s disgust at his own face.  It’s easily the most disturbing and heartbreaking poem of the collection and rather than underscore the track Fisk delicately slides in a subtle series of unidentifiable sounds.  It breaks the albums rhythm and forces you to listen closely to the tragic story Berstein weaves.

By the time of his death Bernstein had only heard one finished track, No No Man (Part One).  I can only imagine that we would have been pleased with the final result.  Though he didn’t have the kind of voice one would associate with someone who reads their poetry aloud to an audience, Bernstein commands the words as if they were always intended to be read aloud.  They have a specific pacing and rhythm, Fisk in turn found that rhythm’s musical companion to work in conjunction.

It should be a crime that Prison is not more readily available, but you can find physical copies through Amazon and Sub Pop.  Similarly his poetry collection I Am Secretly An Important Man, is available through Amazon, while some of his other work is rare and out of print.  If you’re a fan of Northwest music in the past or the present, Bernstein’s work is monumentally important, and his collaboration with Fisk on Prison is not only a standout of the time, but all time.  More people should be enjoying its beauty.  Last year a documentary called I Am Secretly An Important Man was filmed and toured the US, they are looking for a DVD release in the next year.  You can bet I’ll be right there to tell you about it.

bumbershoot 2012: sunday day 2

September 13, 2012 in bumbershoot 2012, event reviews

 

The second day of Bumbershoot was a strange one for me, it was front loaded with tons of comedy, and backloaded with some of the best musical performances of the weekend.  Mudhoney, Deep Sea Diver, and Blitzen Trapper.  This was coupled with what was occurring in my real life back home where regular readers will know that I had a three week old daughter at the time of Bumbershoot.

When they dropped me off in the afternoon it had already been a long day, she was crying as I closed the car door.  When I say she I’m talking about my daughter, but my wife could also be the subject of that sentence as well.  The day never got better for them, and after receiving a number of phone calls throughout the day, I left Bumbershoot just fifteen minutes before Deep Sea Diver took the stage.

It should be noted that this makes me sound like a mature adult and responsible father, which is far from the truth. I resisted and resisted going home and helping relieve what might have been the worst day in my daughters short three weeks on this earth.

As I said before, a majority of the day was spent in comedy shows.  It was a weird day for music and much of it was never penciled in on my schedule so instead I chose to take in comedy that I would otherwise miss out on Saturday or Monday.

The big observation I made on Saturday was the number of performance and theater groups who organized little shows on different grassy patches throughout the Bumbershoot grounds.  It surprised me to see rather large crowds surrounding these groups, not because the work they’d created wasn’t good, I have no idea, but because at any given moment there was world class music and comedy going on no further than 100 yards away.  Why would anyone chose to watch a theater group who more likely than not will be performing that same show later in the week at a local theater?

I often had to remind myself that Bumbershoot is an arts festival and that not everyone was there for music and comedy, but I still ask myself why?

Gabe Liedman, Jackie Kashian, Kurt Braunohler
Just as with Saturday, Sunday began with a trio of comedians.  I’ll admit right off the bat, I came to see Kurt Braunohler who I’d seen years earlier at the Upright Citizens Brigade performing with his comedy partner Kristen Schaal.  He’s an exceptionally funny man who’s finally coming into the  pop culture consciousness.  The other two comedians were complete unknowns to me.

Gabe Liedman, I didn’t know how to feel about him.  I wasn’t sure if his stage presence was a schtick or if he just wasn’t comfortable doing standup.  My guess is that he’s a better writer with a stronger comedic mind than he is a performer.  That said, I felt that his content was funny, especially his number of masturbation jokes, which is somewhat unusual for a gay comic, but then again it’s not like Louis CK owns the patent on jerk off jokes.

Jackie Kashian, I felt the same about Jackie as I did about Gabe, the content was funny but the delivery was wonky.  The problem with Jackie I felt was that her material was overly written and at times I could sense her resistance to breaking from her writing.  It might just have been an off day for her.  I still found her quite funny, especially her continual geeky or literary references woven into her routine that I’m fairly sure went over the head of the audience.

Kurt Braunohler, I’ll freely admit that I came to this show purely to see Kurt, whose probably one of the best at absurdist comedy.  It was the exact opposite of the day before with Doug Benson being upstaged by his openers, here you almost forgot who was opening for Kurt, he was so spot on.  It’s difficult to describe is act beyond, absurd.  I’m so glad he finally has his own show on IFC the “game show” Bunk.  By the way, if you haven’t seen Kristen Schaal Is A Horse, you’ve been wasting your life.

How Did This Get Made?
My morning of comedy continued with one of my most anticipated comedy shows. HDTGM? began as a comedy Podcast roughly two years ago and quickly became one of my favorites.  The premise is that each episode they watch a bad movie, Gili or The Last Airbender bad, then ask the obvious question.  Paul Scheer, Jason Mantzoukas, and June Diane Raphael host the show while being joined by a special guest.  For Bumbershoot they did a new movie each day, Sunday the movie was the infamous Patrick Swayze film Roadhouse, the special guest was Doug Benson.

I enjoyed the show because well, I love the podcast.  I will say that I saw their taping on Monday and enjoyed that show a little better, but that was only because I felt that the Monday movie was a little more ridiculous than Roadhouse.  This is pretty typical that how bad the movie is will dictate how good the podcast is.

Doug Loves Movies
From one great podcast to another.  From one movie about podcasts to another.  Doug Loves movies isn’t as specific as How Did This Get Made? Host Doug Benson invites a number of guests, in this case the cast of HDTGM? plus Paul F. Tompkins, where they discuss… movies.  The real highlights of the show are the various games they play including the Leonard Maltin Game.  I don’t have much to say about this show aside from, it was funny, it was awesome.  If you haven’t listened to the podcast give it a try.

Katie Herzig performing at Bumbershoot 2012

Katie Herzig
My first musical performance of the day didn’t occur until 5:45 this felt weird considering this was first and foremost a music festival to me.  Katie Herzig’s resume was not one to impress someone like me, with songs written for the Sex and the City and Grey’s Anatomy soundtrack.  Pardon me while I vomit all over myself.

Outside of those two disastrous collections of music I have to admit that I enjoyed Katie’s music, with one caveat.  I enjoyed the music… live.  It was not dissimilar to Brandi Carlile or one of those other uber pop-folk females from the late 90’s and 2000’s.  But later when I went back and listened to her most recent album The Walking Sleep, I was more than a little disappointed to learn that it was much more electronic-pop than what I’d heard live.

Following Katie, I took a little break to regroup, which included a pair of distressed phone calls from my wife all but begging me to come home.  I should have just volunteered to leave but I was looking forward to the last three bands of the evening and was hoping that I could hold out.

Mudhoney performing at Bumbershoot 2012

Mudhoney
Living legends, relics from the earliest days of the grunge rock era of Seattle music.  Its members played with such amazing bands as Green River, Bundle of Hiss, Nirvana, so on and so on.  I can’t think of another underground band from that era still playing today.  I was thrilled to hear the superfuzz and bigmuff of Mark Arm and Steve Turner still going strong.

Mudhoney has been around for over two decades and while I wouldn’t say that their music today is fresh it’s still consistently good.  Despite their years of service I’d never seen the band live, unless you count that one time I sat across the aisle in the Kingdome from Mark and Steve.  They’re a bit older now and don’t quite personify the young and energetic punks captured on film by Charles Peterson.  But then who is?  Unless you count the reanimated corpse of Mick Jagger.

I was only able to catch two songs before I finally I was finally pulled away to attend to my fatherly duties.  On stage I saw them as a crocodile of sorts, this last of the now extinct dinosaurs kind of feel.  Every one else is long gone and in many cases dead and yet here they still are.  I thought they would only play more recent songs and was relieved to hear them play songs dating all the way back to the grunge classic Superfuzz Bigmuff.

 

You read the first part of this article so you know I didn’t see Deep Sea Diver or Blitzen Trapper, I desperately wanted to and I spend much of the even acting like a spoiled brat for missing them.  It was difficult for my wife to understand how I could be so immature about not seeing a band I’ve already seen live, but Deep Sea Diver’s front woman Jessica Dobson is a past guest of the podcast and I wanted to be there for the performance.  It was a strange day all around and in the end I’ve decided to think of Sunday as a day for comedy rather than music.

I would more than make up for Sunday’s lack of music with a marathon day on Monday.  Check back tomorrow for my third and final day of coverage of Bumbershoot.

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Katie Herzig performing at Bumbershoot 2012

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Mudhoney performing at Bumbershoot 2012

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Mudhoney performing at Bumbershoot 2012

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Mudhoney performing at Bumbershoot 2012

album review: pure bathing culture

May 22, 2012 in album reviews, reviews

It’s time to finally cash that check your Grandma sent you for your birthday and feel the warm fuzzies all over.  Today, Pure Bathing Culture releases their debut EP and it’s way cheaper than a time machine back to the 1980’s.

Pure Bathing Culture is the brainchild/side project of Sub Pop’s Vetiver, Daniel Hindman and Sarah Versprille.  After making the reasonable departure from the East coast to the West, they landed in Portland Oregon.  This is all music that they’d been playing for sometime but it wasn’t until the last year or so that it seemed that this project really took shape.

I first saw, and I’ll admit heard of, Pure Bathing Culture just last week when they opened for Deep Sea Diver and Ravenna Woods at Neumos in Seattle.  As a side note, never skip out on the opening act, because you might miss a beautiful gem like this duo.  The stage was sparsely lit and had it been filled with candles and dare I say a massive claw foot tub, it would have been perfect.  Their faces were so dark that you could hardly see them, but the music swirled and flowed from the stage, you could almost literally see it in the air.

Everything about PBC is gentle and warm, it’s probably no coincidence that their name elicits nothing but smiles and hugs.  Immediately the temptation would be to compare them to Vetiver, but with very few exceptions it is a complete right angle.  Pure 80’s charm which I compare to the softer tones of a personal favorite Eurythmics.  If it sounds like I’m describing something similar to adult contemporary at any point here, it’s because PBC walks right on that line but doesn’t quite cross it.

A simple beat sets the beat for the duration, a delightfully nostalgic keyboard and soft guitar, tiptoe all over your skin, like the soft blow of a lovers lips or a light brush of a hand up your arm.  Versprille’s vocals are echoey and distant, as if they were recorded at the back of a church, it’s a little haunting at first, but ultimately warming.  When put all together this becomes the perfect music for a evening in, or in my case a delicious writing soundtrack.

If your a child of the 80’s or just lived through them this is going to be a very nostalgic experience for you in the best way possible.  If you’re impossibly young and to you the 80’s were a time of Reaganomics and neon colors, then this is a real treat for you to hear something sensual, soft, beautiful, and melodic.

If I had any complaint, it would be that this is just an EP, and at only four songs your going to be desperately wishing there was more.  You can buy the Vinyl album with digital download at Father/Daughter records.

song of the week: father john misty ~ this is sally hatchet

May 10, 2012 in song of the week

photo by: emma garr

Alright call me a liar, because here is yet another article on Father John Misty.  In all fairness I did say in my Monday Neumos recap:

I promise that unless Josh Tillman (Father John Misty) puts out another album or releases another heavy video, I will put a three month moratorium on FJM articles.

The video for this beautiful and haunting song is pretty awesome and very heavy… therefore I’m talking about it as my song of the week.  This also (completes?) a trilogy of videos for Josh Tillman as his rockstar moniker Father John Misty.

The truth is that I am heading out to Vegas tomorrow for a last hurrah before baby Jackson arrives in August.  I’ve been incredibly busy trying to keep up with the news of the week, editing some great interviews from Lindsay Schief, Angelo Spencer, and The The The Thunder, and on top of all that I’m preparing to head out to Sasquatch in just a couple weeks.  I promise this time that I will expand my horizons and will institute a moratorium on FJM articles.  Next week I have some great articles brewing on Maurice Sendak, NBC and why they are determined to fuck with it’s only good shows, and Deep Sea Diver’s show at Neumos on May 18th.

This is Sally Hatchet, is by far the darkest song on Father John Misty’s Fear Fun and no surprise that it turns out the craziest and most grim video of them all.  On the album in sides right in between the quirky fun of Only Son of the Ladies Man, and the poetic country flavor of Well, You Can Do It Without Me.  It provides a quick departure into some rather ugly places before you head back down the road on your journey full of magic mushrooms.

Unlike much of Fear Fun, This Is Sally Hatchet builds upon itself, swelling into an evocative use of strings.  On Monday at Neumos, it was at the climax of this song that he absurdly laid the mic stand gently on the stage and marched off stage like a true rockstar, an excuse to step outside for a minute before power housing his way through the remainder of the set.

I am now a firm believer that Josh Tillman is (or going to be) a rock star.  He certainly feels like one, and once the rest of the world finds out who he is he will definitely be one.  The rock world has been missing a character like this for a long time, not since Henry Rollins, Iggy Pop, or David Bowie has the world of rock music seen a male persona quite like this.

The video for This is Sally Hatchet is not for the faint hearted, but it is still an intriguing video.  It makes me want to see him make a whole film, almost.  Readers who’ve watched all three videos will also note his complex relationship with women.

father john misty @ neumos: review

May 8, 2012 in event reviews, reviews

Are you tired of me talking about Father John Misty yet?  I promise that unless Josh Tillman (Father John Misty) puts out another album or releases another heavy video, I will put a three month moratorium on FJM articles.  This of course will take effect after the following article.

I sat on getting tickets to this show for weeks and weeks, I’m not sure why.  I suppose I felt that if the show sold out before the day of then it just wasn’t meant to be, that’s a stupid thing to say but I was mixed partly because my wife who always attends these shows with me was out of town that night and I would have to go by myself.  Needless to say the night before the show it wasn’t sold out so I bought tickets.

A quick side note on the company etix.  The tickets were fifteen dollars, by the time everything was said and done it cost me $19.75 thanks to a $4.75 convenience fee.  Had I bought them directly at Moe Bar it would have been cheaper.  Etix job is to sell tickets online, why do they need to charge you an extra fee.  Imagine buying a song from itunes and being charged a convenience fee for buying from the itunes store.  Then after your purchase they tell you how you qualify for a $20 rebate if you call a 1-800 number.  I looked it up and discovered that basically they con you into signing up for some kind of subscription that costs something like $17 a month.  Avoid them if you can.  Sorry for this side bar, I just want everyone to be aware of these guys.  Buy your Neumos tickets directly from the Moe Bar, it’s cheaper.

It was Tillman’s appearance on David Letterman that really sold me on the idea of going to the show.  He looked like some crazy hybrid of Neil Diamond and Jim Morrison.  The clean refreshed look of Diamond in a slick black suit, with the slinky rattlesnake moves of Morrison.  I couldn’t help but think that anyone who watched David Letterman that night was surely wondering, who is this gentleman with the powerful voice and those slinky moves?  I got the tickets.

I was going to skip the opening act, Har Mar Superstar I was going to the show by myself and didn’t want to stand around all that time.  In the end my insatiable need to be early to events led me to Neumos at 8:40.  I ordered a Red Stripe and kept my tab open before remembering that I was there alone and a.) I had no designated driver and b.) found a prime position on the balcony that I would need to relinquish to get another.  Ultimately I was glad to have arrived in time to see Sean Tillmann (no relation to Josh) as his alter ego Har Mar Superstar.

He could be Ron Jeremy’s brother, chubby, balding, and full of intense inappropriate sexuality.  He entered the stage layered like it was sub-zero outside, so I should have expected that by the final song he would be wearing only his rainbow striped skivvies and pink socks.  Everything about him feels like a put-on, he’s got dance moves like Timberlake and touches himself like he’s a sex-symbol.  But then I guess anyone is a sex symbol as long as they and the audience believes it.  And they did believe it, the ladies up against the stage couldn’t get enough of that chubby, hairy body.

That’s only half the story, because the other half is that of some really great music and a surprising voice.  If Justin Timberlake and Stevie Wonder were to have a child (a medical marvel) and push out a short, white, overweight, hairy, little man, Har Mar would be it.  Were it the early 90’s he might have received the Milli Vanilli treatment, which would have been a travesty, because his stage presence is… full of confidence.  Everything about him makes you think your being pranked, but it’s not a joke, it’s actually really good.  As an extra treat, Josh Tillman (Father John Misty) played drums.

Ten minutes before FJM entered the stage the club filled with a thick mist, it was an early peek at Tillman’s humor, an impossible blend of bravado and self deprecation.  This wasn’t the Neil Diamond from David Letterman, this was full on Jim Morrison.  He was so natural up there that I wondered what he’d been doing behind the lonely drum set of the Fleet Foxes all these years (his solo work not included).  There was no questioning what the crowd was there for, Father John Misty set the house on fire.

I don’t know if the show sold out, from my perch atop the balcony, all I saw was a sea of people… okay, Neumos isn’t that big, maybe a lake of people but it felt like a lot.  I felt lucky to be there among a few hundred people, not long from now he’ll be filling the Greek Theater.  He was built for a place like that, his voice echoing throughout Griffith Park.  The walls of Neumos could barely contain him.

Tillman is a desperately passionate singer, he gestures with all his lyrics, in a way that you can tell that each one is deeply personal and important.  His blood is all over the songs, I wanted to see the rockstar I pictured while listening to his album Fear Fun, and I wasn’t disappointed.  He came unpackaged, unwrapped, unhindered, unhinged, and pled for help.  He alluded throughout the night to his severely guarded solo efforts, and joked not-so-lovingly about being inaudible at the Crocodile, where he was also a dishwasher for a time.  To me Fear Fun was about him taking off the armor and going for it in front of the audience.  Just like jumping out of a plane, that scary kind of fun.

Everything about his stage presence was enduring.  His dancing, his commitment, his showmanship, his between song banter.  The peak was his truly heartfelt dedication of Fun Times in Babylon to Sub Pop, who you could say helped make the evening possible by producing his record.  The song is like a youth fantasy leaving everything behind and going to the big city.  My wife and I did this four and a half years ago and had this song existed back then it would have accompanied us in our U-haul to Los Angeles.

It was a wonderful night, I only wished that my wife and future baby could have been there to share it with me.  When you go to a concert by yourself, you feel awkward about everything you do, how you hold your beer, the way you stand, and rock to the incredible music of Father John Misty.  Check out his tour schedule here, he may be coming to a city near you.