Stevie Nixed

The only advantage to catching up with music, is that time has more or less made some choices for me. I am sure some records could have made its way in my closet but time has erased them and the only music that remains are the so-called favourites. I’m not entirely sure if I shouldn’t have put more effort in and made my own choices. But c’est la vie. So here I am looking forward to Hercules & Love Affair, Santagold, The Tin Tings. I’m not entirely sure if I am using the correct spelling. Again, c’est la vie. 

What I love most about Hercules & Love Affair is their use of my least favourite current vocalist, namely Antony. There’s something really apt about their use of his voice. It just feels right somehow. Somehow this makes the record not only right for the dance floor, but also for the ipod. It makes the music simultaneously for the body and the mind. On top of that it underpins my lack of dance history knowledge. Although it’s clearly influenced by 70s carefree disco times, I can’t really pinpoint the exact influences. This is what makes the music fresh. It’s aware of its gods - Larry Levan, Club 54, someone else will know -  but reinvents itself without denying its existence. 

I like the intro which puts you on the wrong foot (or would that be ear?). It begins as though it will errupt in some fake Swedish pop tune. Just for a split second though. Then it sort of glides into a stampede of Southern high pitched singalong drugged out summer anthem. I love the compression, I love how it rubs out anything faintly harsh. This is s’posed to be about losing your sense of reality, to swagger along on the lawn of purple grass. I love to watch Dorothy in her red slippers while listening to this. MGMT pushes me back to a juvenile wanting to experiment. There’s no real promise of longevity: it’ll last until the end of the summer if we’re lucky, then we depart and hunt for new sounds.

if anyone has information, ANY INFORMATION!
please, please, PLEASE as soon as possible contact
Eric Fischer at:
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cell phone: +1 646 932 1907

IGGY AND THE STOOGES
EQUIPMENT STOLEN ON AUGUST 4, 2008
OUTSIDE THE EMBASSY SUITES HOTEL
208 SAINT ANTOINE OUEST,
MONTREAL, QUEBEC, CANADA

all equipment was in a rented penske 15 foot yellow truck
with u.s. (michigan) license plate number AC46493
parked immediately outside the hotel, the theft had
to have happened in the morning, between 6:30 and
7:30 am - truck and all gear stolen

pictures of some of the stolen stuff

Item Country of Origin Serial Number

Red roadcase containing:
Red Gibson 1963 EB-3 bass (this is mike watt’s bass!) USA No serial number

Black roadcase containing:r
Reverend Flying V guitar - Volcano black USA #08001

Black roadcase containing:
Reverend Orange guitar USA 03416 ZSL7

Black fibre case containg:
Gibson red SG short scale bass USA No serial number

Black roadcase containing:
Marshall Vintage/Modern Amplifier UK M-2007-07-0926-2 RoHS

Black roadcase containing:
Marshall Vintage/Modern Amplifier UK M-2007-07-0927-2 RoHS

4x Marshall 4×12 Cabinets (with Tuki cover) UK #1 Slant: M-2007-05-0149-0

4x Marshall 4×12 Cabinets (with Tuki cover) UK #2 Straight: M-2006-49-0380-0

4x Marshall 4×12 Cabinets (with Tuki cover) UK #3 Slant: M-2007-05-0150-0

4x Marshall 4×12 Cabinets (with Tuki cover) UK #4 Straight: M-2006-49-0381-0

Orange Calzone road case containing:
Guitar pedal board and pedals USA/Japan No serial number
Assorted leads USA/UK No serial number
2x mic stands Germany No serial number
Assorted strings and spares USA No serial number
plus:
2x Boss TU2 Chromatic Tuner
Boss CH1 Super Chorus
Fulltone OCD Overdrive
Crybaby Wah
Peterson Strobo-Stomp Tuner Pedal
Whirlwind A/B Boxes
Whirlwind Cable Tester
and many many istrument cables
various tools ( screwdrivers, soldering iron, pliers, etc… )
tambourine and maracas

Cardboard box containing:
Assorted replacement drum heads USA No serial number

Gretsch Silver Sparkle Catalina drum kit USA No serial number
26″ Kick Drum No serial number
13″ Rack Tom No serial number
18″ Floor Tom No serial number
4x Cymbal Stands No serial number
1x Snare Stand No serial number
1x Hi Hat Stand No serial number
1x Drum Throne No serial number

Eden D810 Bass cabinet USA D810RP4 0703E5001

Eden D810 Bass cabinet USA D810RP4 0703E5002

Cardboard box containg:
Eden VT300 Bass amplifier USA 0601E5115

Cardboard box containg:
Eden VT300 Bass amplifier USA 0507E5033

Floor Fan CHINA No serial number

Floor Fan CHINA No serial number

Green clamshell suitcase containing:
Yamaha snare drum JAPAN No serial number
Yahama kick pedal JAPAN No serial number
Zildjian Mega Bell cymbal USA No serial number
Zildjian 15″ Hi-Hats USA No serial number
3x Zildjian 18″ 19″ 20″ crash medium cymbals USA No serial number

Brown Epiphone guitar case:
Black Epiphone EB3 short scale bass KOREA F300503

1 x Wheeled Black Pelican case (50cm x 28cm x 20cm) containing :
A selection of microphones and microphone accessories, most of which are in separately labeled black pouches. All of the microphones are of Shure manufacture, also a BSS DI box. Inside the Pelican case there is also a Ferrari pencil case containing an iPod, iPod accessories, various small cables and adaptors, a Leatherman Charge, a Stooges AAA tour laminate, some pain killers, some sharpies, some electrical tape, some business cards (Mr Rik Hart). Within the case there is also a big pair of Sony headphones (model MDR7506) with a long curly cable and three very long XLR to XLR mic cables. Here’s a more specific list of the microphones :
2 x SM91
5 x SM98
2 x B98
2 x SM81
2 x KSM32
1 x KSM27
2 x B52
3 x SM57
8 x SM58
1 x BSS AR-133 DI Box
(all manufactured by shure)

http://www.hootpage.com/stoogesstolenstuff/stoogesstolenstuff.html

mike watt’s hoot page

Oh those replaced popping sounds really “add” something, no?

When it comes to MI.A., I love her image or persona even more than her music. Not to say I dislike Paper Planes (or any other song) but truth be told it’s more about M.I.A.’s flowing hands in the video than anything else (for the moment).

It’s easy for me to say - 20/20 hindsight - that I felt something was wrong, that the sound wasn’t as breezy as Pacific Ocean Blue or Shuggie Otis. But truth be told, West Coast felt sunny, with an undercurrent of moody uneasiness - although I don’t hear the Cure influences. In a way I love buying off itunes because you’re not holding a cover in your hands and thus need to fill in that emptiness with your own made-up artwork. When I saw the real artwork, I felt a little like coming home: summer never feels really right and the dark cover art reflects my mood in these warm dazzze.

Even though I haven’t heard the new single yet, I am already really feeling Love Is Noise regardless. I’m not one to applaud reunions, but when it comes to The Verve, I break the rule. 

I’m not entirely convinced that Britney Spears understands English. This is entirely based on her vocal performance of Piece of Me. The words don’t really seem to connect, they are merely declaimed. Britney walks in, approaches the microphone and, blissed out on Valium, reads the words. This is what makes the song so perfect: there’s never any hint at persona. There’s nothing there, the song is a vacuum - without a hint of even the smallest dust particle - ready for the listener to penetrate. 

I know that my hesitance to say I’m really feeling dEUS’ The Architect - which I really do, make no mistake - is purely rockist. It’s because I’m dubious when it comes to dancy rock, how dEUS suddenly is about hooks instead of being about friction (within their music and with their listener),… This song is not as combustible as, say, Suds’n'Soda or Little Arithmetics. In the latter they consciously fucked up a pure pop gem just because. The Architect makes me dance, but it also confronts me with ageing: I can see the wrinkles on Tom Barman’s face and this looking into a mirror cause I’m roughly the same age. Also, for once this doesn’t reek of localism: The song nor lyrics never really give away its localism. The Architect could be a Belgian dude, but he’s definitely moved to New York. But I love New York so I should just stop moaning and dance. 

I’m pretty sure that if I hadn’t been raised on Popcorn and Northern Soul, I wouldn’t be as infatuated with Duffy’s Mercy as I am now. Her voice and the single are sweltering, soulful and catchy but never in a believable way. You could say it’s all about referral, never about the voice itself.