The Resurrection Of GREGG FOREMAN?

FROM PITCHFORK: Chan Marshall has recruited Dirty Three’s Jim White, the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion’s Judah Bauer, the Delta 72’s Gregg Foreman, and Lizard Music’s Erik Paparozzi to accompany her on the rest of her tour dates this year, under the appropriate band name of “Dirty Delta Blues”. Four of those dates feature White and Bauer as the opening act and two will be in California for New Year’s celebrations with Gnarls Barkley and the Flaming Lips. PREVIOUSLY: Heroin Is Cool WILL Fuck Your Shit Up [PW]

Now Playing On PHAWKER RADIO: How I Learned To STOP WORRYING About Chaos And LOVE Free Jazz

BY DAN BUSKIRK “I hope I never like this stuff,” I remember thinking as a 15-year-old, tuning past Philly’s jazz station, WRTI. Jazz was too unmelodic, too cerebral and too unsexy to my revved-up, hormone-addled mind, sentiments similar to what I still hear from many adult music lovers. For me, it was only a few years later that I finally found myself deep into jazz, after making my way up the time line from the big bands (the AM radio in my first car was set to the old timers’ station, WPEN), to Sinatra, to Chet Baker to Miles and […]

I AM JADED FUCKIN’ INDIE GUY and You Will Know Me By The Trail Of Dead and the Sting Of Mine Envy

ED KING REPORTS: Show of hands, please: Who else found Mackenzie Phillips’ annoying kid sister character in American Graffiti kind of hot and wished that Paul LeMat’s Milner character would drop his noble rebel pose and give the girl the ride she deserved? As I listen to Ys, Joanna Newsom’s new rallying call for indie guys who love art school girls, sadly for the most part, from afar, and as I work hard to tune out constantly repeated critical buzz phrases like “classically trained” and “Van Dyke Parks,” I’m reminded of the desire my young, twisted teenage heart felt for […]

All Of This Happened While You Were Sleeping

YOU CAN PUT YOUR ARMS AROUND A MEMORY: NY Dolls, TLA, November 25, 2006 NEW YORK DOLLS [FLICKR] PEACHES/MR. QUINTRON [FLICKR] CITIZEN MOM REPORTS: What the hell is Quintron doing back there? OK, there’s keyboards, and one of those whirling synth things you wave your hands over, and there’s a small drum kit, set behind the grill of an old Lincoln onstage at the Trocadero. The headlights work, of course, and when they blink to life, you know Mr. Q is about to go off. And my man lets loose, a Deep South dervish sweating through his nice white suit. […]

GETDOWN IMPERATIVE: Drop All Kittens, Puppies, Newborns And All Previous Engagements And Get Thine Ass To The Troc And Shake It Like A Polaroid Picture In Mr. Quintron’s General Direction TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!

For the uninitiated, imagine if Pee Wee’s Playhouse was located on the Dark End Of The Streets of N’awlins where it’s sweaty and black and a little bit dangerous and the good times roll fast AND weird. Just the way you like it! Seriously, we saw these cats at Silk City 10 years ago at least. And we are still smiling about it. NOW PLAYING ON PHAWKER RADIO: The Oblivians Play 9 Songs With Mr. Quintron DIG IT!