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The Dogg House: Snoop Finally Gets His Own Reality Show

Monday, July 16, 2007

snoopSometimes you find out a celebrity has died and feel totally surprised because you’d assumed they were already dead. We feel that way about the forthcoming Snoop Dogg reality show. How is it possible that he hasn’t already starred in one? (The short-lived Doggy Fizzle Televizzle sketch show doesn’t count.) The as-yet-untitled series is expected air on E! later this year and will focus on the intersection between Snoop’s thug life and his family life. “The juggling act that Snoop faces day in, day out, between career and family is certain to resonate with our viewers,” said one Comcast exec. We look forward to the episode when pot brownies are discovered on the table at Snoop’s daughter’s bake sale.

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Farewell to Girlschool’s Kelly Johnson (1958-2007)

kelly JohnsonA righteous farewell to Kelly Johnson, the phenomenal lead guitarist for Girlschool, who died yesterday after a six-year battle with cancer of the spine. She was 49. Johnson will always be remembered for writing metal classics like “Hit and Run,” “Kick It Down” and “Yeah Right,” which made Girlschool one of the punkiest and fiercest bands to blow up in the late-‘70s/early-‘80s new wave of British heavy metal. They had their biggest U.K. hit with their 1981 St. Valentine’s Day Massacre EP, a collaboration with their friends in Motörhead. According to legend, the first time Jeff Beck heard Johnson’s riffs on “Race With the Devil,” he snorted, “There’s no way that’s a girl playing,” but Girlschool fans worshipped Johnson for her cool Aladdin Sane-style mullet and her bag of magnesium-flare guitar hooks. Her old pal and tourmate Lemmy from Motörhead had this to say a few years ago: “I thought they were fucking great. I got them on the tour in the first place and everybody else went like, ‘ugh, girls,’ and I said, ‘fuck you, they’re as good as you.’ Kelly Johnson, on a good day, is as good as Jeff Beck in his rock & roll days. She’s a fucking brilliant guitar player.” Here’s a clip of Kelly singing and playing “C’Mon Let’s Go” with Girlschool live on German TV in 1981. She will be missed.

Photo: Adrian Boot/ Retna

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Rock Band: A First Look at the Biggest Thing Since Guitar Hero

Thursday, July 12, 2007


The breakout hit of this year’s E3 video game conference is clearly Rock Band, which is essentially a four-person version of Guitar Hero. MTV Games is publishing the title, and its music-industry muscle has helped get Black Sabbath, David Bowie, Rush, Foo Fighters and The Hives on board. Metallica is making its entire catalog available for the next-gen karaoke treatment, and the game’s creators say that new music will be released every week as soon as the game launches in the fall. Even entire albums will be offered — first up is The Who’s Who’s Next.

So what better way to celebrate this fusing of truly excellent bands with truly excellent game developers than with an intimate live concert, which took place last night in the cozy space that is L.A.’s Troubadour.

(For more on the party and a first look at how Rock Band actually works, read on.)

Though blogosphere rumors abounded that Slash would get up on stage and perform, the mystery musical guests turned out to be Eagles of Death Metal and Queens of the Stone Age, both of whom performed tight sets for an audience that included mostly video game journalists and bloggers, Xbox 360 execs and the typical assortment of B- and C-list Young Hollywood celebs like Scott Caan. The Queens ran through 40-minute set that ranged from “Hit of the Summer” and “Little Sister” to the new “Sick, Sick, Sick” off Era Vulgaris.

Naturally, players will be able to get all of these songs and more when Rock Band comes out this fall. The game works like this: Each person takes an instrument in the form of a plastic video game controller shaped like a guitar, bass, drums and mic, respectively. When the music starts, each member of the band has to press certain buttons on the controllers (or sing correctly) in time with ever-changing symbols on the screen — typical Karaoke Revolution-meets-Guitar Hero gameplay style, only ingeniously designed to work with four instruments at once. Developed by Harmonix Systems, the same company behind the original Guitar Hero, Rock Band is convincing and fun for both novices and rock band members alike.

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KISS? Bowie? Special-Edition iPods So Hot, They Might Actually Hurt You


Yesterday Rock Daily updated you on the Beatles “Yellow Submarine” iPod and in response, lots of you clamored for ‘Pods dedicated to KISS, the White Stripes, David Bowie, Prince and the Rolling Stones — so we made them for you. Click here for a look at how we imagine these special-edition iPods might look.

But whichever actually manufactured iPod you wind up with, beware: CNN reports that iPod users are suffering severe electrocution burns after getting struck by lightning while jamming to their favorite tunes. An unidentified Canadian jogger was running during a thunderstorm when lightening hit a nearby tree and jumped to his body, throwing him eight feet and leaving red burns where his iPod was strapped to his body. Last summer, 18-year-old Jason Bunch suffered a similar fate while listening to Metallica as a storm brewed nearby. Both victims had ruptured eardrums, as well.
Plus, a new study reports that baby boomers have an alarmingly high rate of hearing loss — one in six, to be exact — thanks to being “the first of that rock ’n’ roll generation, the first to really grow up with loud music, personal stereo systems.”

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Pissed Jeans : Hope For Men

Wednesday, July 11, 2007


Pissed Jeans are not from australia, and they did not rampage through the pub scene in the late 1980s, but you wouldn't know it to listen to them: These four Pennsylvania dudes play insane low-end party-killer spaz noise, the kind of punk sludge that recalls Aussie tough-guy legends like Feedtime or the Cosmic Psychos. This music is incredibly violent, yet unimpeachably cheery, like one of those shows where strangers are slamming into you but you don't mind because you'll hit them back twice as hard next time. Bradley Fry's guitar rumbles in the distortion, while Matt Korvette screams "People Person" (he isn't one), "Caught Licking Leather" (happens to all of us) and "A Bad Wind" (his sensitive ballad, which somehow makes him sound twice as deranged). So many bands try to nail this sound, and so few get close, but the Jeans are absolutely prime.

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The Cribs : Men's Needs, Women's Needs, Whatever


The Cribs specialize in songs about staying out too late, embarrassing your friends and losing your heart to girls who are even drunker than you are but deserve better than you anyway. It's a theme that never gets old, and their third album is a holler-along Brit-punk gem. Three brothers from the mining town of Wakefield, the Cribs didn't make an impression at first, but despite abysmal sound quality, their melodies unfolded over time – "We Can No Longer Cheat You" was one of 2005's great lost pop tunes. On Men's Needs, the Cribs give max boom and blast to snotty pub stomps like "Our Bovine Public," "My Life Flashed Before My Eyes" and "Girls Like Mystery." Franz Ferdinand's Alex Kapranos turns out to be a great producer, while Sonic Youth's Lee Ranaldo adds vocals to the spoken-word oddity "Be Safe." Finally, the Cribs deliver the tour de force they had in them, and it's about time.

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Queens of the Stone Age : Era Vulgaris


"I'm one of a kind," Josh Homme boasts on the new Queens of the Stone Age album. "I'm designer!" Well, that's one way to put it. There aren't any others like him, that's for sure, and he's never been an easy one to figure out. Here's a rock star who seems to shuffle his band's lineup as often as he shaves his back, yet who always sounds like himself, making fun of solemn art types but working harder than any of them. He manages to be the token metal dude for indie kids and the token punk for headbangers, without compromising for either camp. Homme makes music in all kinds of incarnations -- the Queens, Eagles of Death Metal, his endless Desert Sessions projects. But he always seems to inhabit his own musical world, a zone where lost kids chase the desert acid-trip vibe of classic Seventies midnight movies like Vanishing Point and Two-Lane Blacktop. Really, the scene in Vanishing Point where the naked hippie chick cruises across the desert sand on her Harley, blasting Mountain's "Mississippi Queen," could be the starting point for every song on this album.

Era Vulgaris is Homme's fifth Queens album, and like the others, it's intricately crafted, meticulously polished and ruthlessly efficient in its pursuit of depraved rock thrills, with robotic rhythm machines like "Turning on the Screw" and "I'm Designer." Last time, Homme got slept on with the excellent but underrated Lullabies to Paralyze -- people were thrown off initially by its down-in-the-dumps mood, which may be why the music took longer to kick in for some fans. But Era Vulgaris is a lot cockier than Lullabies, clobbering you instantly with guitars louder and uglier than a psychedelic biker party at Joshua Tree's Skull Rock. "Misfit Love" is the ultimate Queens anthem, all low-register guitar crunch, with a percussion track that sounds like tennis balls the size of Betelgeuse crashing into a Moog factory. Homme snarls, "I wanna see my past in flames," and he gets his wish.

Supposedly, his party buddies at the Era Vulgaris sessions included Trent Reznor, the Strokes' Julian Casablancas and regular guest Mark Lanegan. But none of them are really audible -- are you surprised? Instead, we get the many moods of Josh Homme, most of which concern the miracle of physical love and the procurement thereof. He's always said he wanted the Queens to be a band for the ladies, not the menfolk, and from the vocals to the bass lines this is his most crotch-tensive music. "Make It Wit Chu" is an old Desert Sessions song, revamped into a ridiculous lover-boy plaint, with Homme doing his sleaziest falsetto over a lounge-lizard cousin of Neil Young's "Southern Man." "Into the Hollow" is a surprisingly tender purple-haze ballad, with Homme's vibrato amid a gently quivering wah-wah and the usual assload of bass. "Run Pig Run" is staccato jackhammer blues metal, "3's and 7's" sounds like prime Nirvana and "Sick, Sick, Sick" is manic punk riffing, offering "a lick on the lips and a grip on your hips." All excellent news for Brody Dalle.

Homme is a man of many surprises. Here's something you wouldn't expect about Era Vulgaris: the influence of New Wave synth geek Gary Numan is all over this record. Even rave-ups like "Battery Acid," "Suture Up Your Future" and "3's and 7's" have vintage-synth hooks copped from The Pleasure Principle -- it may sound crazy, but if there's one thing you should have learned about Homme by now, he'll heist a badass riff from anywhere. In "I'm Designer," he sings about his "generation" and means it, his fey falsetto a parody of hippie cosmic aspirations. But even though the joke is a great one, you hear that falsetto, and you realize it's here for one main reason, just like every other sonic flourish on Era Vulgaris: Josh Homme loves how it sounds.

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