In the tropics of van Zandt

"Little Steven" van Zandt smells like coconut oil. This is what I learned at a recent show at the Bowery Ballroom show.

While I was listening to The Soundtrack of Our Lives make the air of the venue shake with an intense vibration of rhythmic thunder and complaining in my head about the beer in New York City being so damn overpriced, I casually looked to my left only to find Steven van Zandt standing right next to me. In all of his gypsy bandana glory, holy shit.



What followed was a rather ridiculous internal monologue:

'oh shit, i'm standing next to steven van zandt! don't stare. stay cool. quick, look straight ahead. no, wait, are you sure? ok, look again but keep your head still. square head, unmistakable bandana. i'll be damned, it's him. it's fuckn' silvio. bruce's right hand man. little steven van zandt. maybe some of his musician-ness will float in the small amount of air between us and absorb into my skin. unbelievable. he smells like...coconut oil. that's interesting. i wonder why he smells like coconut oil? maybe he got a massage today...maybe it's his aftershave. people don't usually smell like coconut oil unless they've been at the beach. it was way too cold to be at the beach today...why do sunscreen companies make their lotions smell like coconut oil instead of other tropical things?...'

On and on, thoughts of coconut oil for probably a good five minutes. I stopped paying attention to anything else and thought only of coconut oil.

My first time seeing a show at the Bowery Ballroom. I talked with the opening band. Got hit on by a very awkward guy who took the bus there from Pennsylvania. Walked through an unusual amount of old school big stogie type music industry execs. But all I could keep thinking about was: Little Steven van Zandt smells like coconut oil.

My brain really doesn't make sense sometimes.

Ladies Rock Camp

Ladies, whats the best way to celebrate the middle of spring and welcome in a new month? How about by starting a band, writing a song and performing it live at a venue filled with rock n' roll fans? Impossible you say? I'm here to tell you it's not. Thanks to the fine folks who bring you Bay Area Girl's Rock Camp, Ladies Rock Camp has arrived.

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When I was a kid performing original, improvised songs for an audience of one [my mom] I could have used a camp like the Girls Rock Camp to hone and focus my interest in music. Now, as an adult, I finally have the opportunity to add some more songs to my current song repertoire of one [Best of My Love by the Eagles]. In one weekend, you can too. Hurry up and register so you can be in my band - the deadline is April 1st.

Ladies Rock Camp
Who: women ages 19 to 109
When: Friday May 1st, 11:30am - 9:00pm, Saturday May 2nd, 9:00am - 9:00pm, Sunday May 3rd, 9:00am - Showcase at 3:00pm
Where: The Malonga Casquelourd Center for the Arts, 1428 Alice Street in downtown Oakland.
Tuition: $400, all of which goes to support our girls Summer Camp and Girls Rock After School Program. Any amount you can give over the tuition amount is tax-deductible.

More information, registration forms ad a FAQ can be found at bayareagirlsrockcamp.com

And while you're busy getting excited about all the ways rock 'n roll is going to change the lives women everywhere, check out these other upcoming events:

BAGRC Volunteer Party

Girls Rock After School Program Showcase
including a screening of Girls Rock!the movie.

Soundtrack of Your Life

i recently had a homework assignment to create the soundtrack of my life. my professors idea was to find songs that mark moments in your musical memory that have shaped or complimented your experieces. or in other words, to find songs that will always remind you of...

and i decided to share them with you, yes, anonymous human being or robot you.

Led Zeppelin - Black Dog
I’m pretty sure I had heard other songs before this one but this was the first one I remembered. I remember it because I happened to stubble upon the Led Zeppelin IV album in my dad’s collection. There was probably some reason I chose this album over the rest in the collection to listen to but I don’t remember what it may have been. When the album started and Black Dog came through the headphones something moved in my body – in my guts.

Huey and The News - I Wanna A New Drug
My parents were big Huey Lewis fans. Huey Lewis and The News was one of the first concerts I ever went to and I knew almost all of the songs by heart but sometimes I didn’t have the lyrics right. For some reason in this song I thought Huey was singing “I wanna new truck” and was confused as to how a truck could make you sick or make you “feel like I feel when I’m with you.”

The Who
Magic Bus
Another early concert that my parents took me to at RFK Stadium in DC but I didn’t know many songs and was pretty bored at the show. The only song I did know was Magic Bus - I remember jumping up and dancing around to it when it came on. It hasn’t remained my favorite Who song but in my adult life the Who has remained on my favorite bands list.

Bon Jovi - Livin’ on a Prayer
This was from the first album I owned. The purchase was influenced by my babysitter – how else does an 8 year old get into hair bands? She made sure to tell me the lines of the album that I should not sing around my parents. This song is a classic to rock out to. The story of young, struggling, passionate love. I still belt this out at the top of my lungs when I hear it.

New Kids On The BlockHangin’ Tough
The first concert that I went to of my own choosing. It was the beginning of my pre-teen pop music phase and like many of my peers I was obsessed with New Kids On The Block. This one hasn’t lingered in my mental music library but I’m pretty sure I haven’t forgotten any of the lyrics to a majority of their songs.

Paula Abdul - Straight Up
More pre-teen pop. Paula made me think I should grow up to become a choreographer. My friends and I would create dances to all of her songs and then use my parents video camera to record them. I hope those video cassettes spontaneously combust one day without causing any irreparable damages to anything else in the vicinity of the tapes.

CranberriesLinger
For some reason in junior high classmates were passing around a piece of paper with the lyrics to this song written down – I have no idea why, it seems almost kind of strange but not strange when you consider all the things that kids in junior high will do to distract themselves from school work. Somehow the piece of paper reached me. I hadn’t given the song much thought before then but for some reason knowing the lyrics made me pay more attention to the song and grow to like it. This began a slight obsession with knowing, transcribing and/or having physical copies of lyrics to songs that I liked.

Green DayLongview
This song seemed move like a wave through my school. People would speculate about what Billy Joe was singing about [was he really talking about masturbation?!? Whoa!] The video was also really popular. You were cool if you liked Green Day. This song was the first one I learned in my brief attempt at learning the bass guitar.

NirvanaSmells Like Teen Spirit
Like many in my generation, this song sparked an obsession with Nirvana and Kurt Cobain. For weeks you could not escape this song on the radio or the video on MTV.

Liz PhairSupernova
Early in high school I got a subscription to Rolling Stone and would scour the College Radio charts in each issue cross comparing them to my music library. I felt proud when I already had this album and found it climbing the College Radio charts. It was also the song that played in my head whenever I saw someone I had a crush on.

Elton JohnDon’t Let the Sun Go Down on Me
I once woke up to my radio alarm clock playing the live version of this song with George Michael and Elton John. I hated it – it made me want to throw my alarm clock across the room. Especially the part where George introduces Elton “Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. Elton John!!!” and the crowd goes wild. But now [years and years later] I actually really like the song and I really like Elton John. Maybe I needed to be older to be able to relate to it or maybe I just needed to wake up on the right side of the bed.

Alanis MorisetteYou Oughta Know
Unrequited high school love. And also: empowerment [even though I’ve now learned that this song in a sense was actually manufactured empowerment].

Steppenwolf
Born to Be Wild
Driving in my fist car in one of my first excursions alone. It wasn’t on the radio it just popped into my head as I drove.

Tori Amos - Cooling
So much of her music has moved me that it’s hard to pick one song. This is a B-side that can often bring me to tears.

Pink FloydTime
In my younger [and slightly more morbid] days I started to create a play list of songs I wanted to have played at my funeral. This song was on the list. I even wanted to have the lyrics “the time is gone, the song is over, thought I’d something more to say” written on my tombstone.

David BowieSpace Oddity
Another song that was on my funeral play list.

Nine Inch NailsA Warm Place
Another artist that I have a lot of music from so I took a stab at selecting one track. This is from my favorite NIN album, The Downward Spiral. It’s a beautifully somber track that makes me want to be floating in the ocean at night under a full moon.

Sarah Mclachlan
Good Enough
This song will always remind me of my first love.

Bruce SpringsteenThunder Road
This song also reminds me of a past relationship and often brings tears to my eyes.

Janis Joplin - Kozmic Blues
The amount of raw emotion that comes through on this track is astounding. A helluva lot of pain but hope as well. The way this song builds and drops and builds again while Janis pours her heart almost leaves me emotionally exhausted. In the end, when that raspy howl is coming through the speakers I start to feel like 'thats it, I'm going to lose my mind' but then I just take a deep breath. Or two. During a rough patch of life I used to walk up and down the street listening to this song while trying not to flip out and writhe around and howl back to the music. If I was successful then there was hope.

The Beatles
I think I discovered the Beatles a little later in life than some. I had of course heard their songs before but had never listened closely until I [somewhat accidentally] took a class on the Beatles in college. Narrowing the selection down to three was difficult.
- Strawberry Fields Forever
The song is genius for so many reasons. In class we listened to several outtake versions of this song from a boxed set. I was amazed at the difference that the different drum mixes had to the feeling of the song. In the end I was glad they chose the track they did – I love the way the drums counterbalance and play with the mellotron and John Lennon’s melodic lyrics.
- Tomorrow Never Knows
I love the drum beat in this song.
- A Day In The Life
I’ve always thought of this song as the perfect example of the differences between John and Paul’s songwriting approaches. John’s lyrics are somber, elusive and whimsical and Paul’s are straightforward, poppy and catchy. In other instances having these transition back and fourth in one song wouldn’t necessarily work but they’ve structured the song in such a way that they really compliment each other. In the end it’s a perfect example of how amazing of a songwriting team they were.

Bob DylanQueen Jane Approximately
Space constraints require me to only select one Dylan track, which is a shame. Critics sometimes rip this song. I love this song. Bob writes passionate love song and often even more passionate break up songs.

Peter Gabriel - Solsbury Hill
Listening to this song helped give me the courage and the strength to walk away from a job that was slowly taking my spirit, bit by bit.

Wilco - Jesus, Etc.
I first heard this song while sitting in a bar with friends. The song hit me in such a way that I completely spaced out and heard none of the conversation that was going on around me, only the song.

i think of new tracks everyday. sometimes three or four. this list could get unwieldy pretty quick. its already reached the maximum capacity for tags in one post - i couldn't even fit them all.

if you, human being you or robot you has a list that you want to share, i'm all ears.

thao nguyen

one of the many things i love about thao nguyen is the way that she sings the word "goddamn"

her voice is low and smooth. visually you could almost see it skating right along the top of the guitars wavelength.

i also love thats she's from virgina. i don't often meet people in the bay area that have spent a significant amount of time in virginia so i get a little excited when i do. i so desperately want her to write a song titled or about virginia [maybe even just a slight mention?] so that i could include it on a playlist i've been slowly but shurely working on.

not the best live performance but it was filmed in virginia - just try and not feel a shudder when she sings gaddaaaamn:



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tweet

despite my best efforts to ignore a phenomenon which is so incredibly and inexplicably annoying, i have succumb. it remains near impossible to ignore twitter.

twitter is.....e v e r y w h e r e.

twitter is about as useful an invention for communication between human beings as magnetic poetry is for creative writing majors. they both have the same effect - suddenly every nose-pickn' joeschmo out there thinks they have something profound to say.

at best its functionality can be used by corporations to increase their SEO rankings.

did you know that now you can hear 'tweets' from bart.org and kron 4 morning news? is there something that these entities need to tell me that is so crucially important that i must know the immediate second that its released? and really, is there anything that anyone has to say, corporation or no corporation, that will ultimately benefit me only if i read it the absolute second that its thought aloud?

turns out, yes. yes, there is.

Perez Hilton Lily Allen Twitter Feud [!!]

celebrity twitter feuds happening at such lighting fast speeds that TMZ can't even keep up! i just find this hilarious for so many reasons. but the biggest reason of all is that it points out exactly what a completely useless invention twitter and all of its tweeters are.

after all, why would you really need twitter if you all ready had a sufficient outlet for self indulging in you own musings about aspects of music and the music industry that only you find interesting?

and on that note: thanks for reading folks [wink, wink]!!

portland, oregon

dear ernst,

listening to neko case reminded me of loretta lynn which reminded me of one of my favorite songs from lynn's most recent album. you may have heard it.

van lear rose
was the album jack white called her up and begged her to make and he ended up producing it and it was touted as loretta lynn's comeback album. i sometimes have mixed feelings about jack white. i think he's a bit pretentious but also brilliant. i know you don't like the white stripes [they're SO good tho!] so i won't bother to send you any of that shiet. BUT this song was the first song i had listened to [and i wasn't that big of a white stripes fan at the time] where i got it. i finally understood what the big deal with jack white was. that he can truly produce not just make basic blues rock songs and have a cutesy on stage gimmick.

i remember the first time i listened to Portland Oregon: i was driving up polk street to my apartment on sutter [i think i was even driving in my old mustang - i must have been], stuck in some traffic and listening to the stereo a bit too loud, which is pretty typical. this song came on and just opened with this quick guitar riff and started building right away, really quickly. its like you hear all the instruments that are eventually going to come fourth in the song building speed for 50 seconds. then it drops into the basic melody, moves into the harder beats and picks up. then suddenly its almost like the sound gets separated - parted like the red sea - and here comes loretta lynn's voice through it all: "well portland oregon an sloe gin fizz, if that ain't love then tell me what is, uh huh." i was totally hooked. my favorite line: "well i lost my heart, it didn't take no time. that ain't all, i lost my mind in Oregon."

this song makes me wish i liked gin.

your friend,
gills

"it's been twenty five years of spreading infection"

I knocked Rilo Kiley for so long. Only because I couldn't stand their first big single Portions for Foxes. I thought it sounded like too many other woman fronted one hit wonder bands. My views on Rilo Kiley have since changed and now I'm obsessed with the new Jenny Lewis album. I was drawn to the album when I heard the cover of a Traveling Wilburys song and upon listening the LP in it's entirety for the first time, I immediately wanted to be driving in a Cadillac down a street in Nashville. The amazing harmonies that send chills down my spine and gospel undertones would provide the perfect soundtrack.
In a conversation, my memory yet again failed me and I was forced to investigate into the matter: the other member of the Traveling Wilburys was ELO's Jeff Lynne. A supergroup, a la The Yardbirds, where each member had a similar moniker that made it seem as though they were a traveling band of brothers. The Rolling Stone Encyclopedia of Rock and Roll claims that they were "by definition the ultimate supergroup" yet their 'brother' gimmick "made them the antithesis of a supergroup." Not buying it. They were just a supergroup with a gimmick composed mostly of amazing songwriting guitarists and a back beat drummer.



George Harrison, alias: Nelson (later Spike) Wilbury
Bob Dylan, alias: Lucky (later Boo) Wilbury
Jeff Lynne, alias: Otis (later Clayton) Wilbury
Tom Petty, alias: Charlie T. (later Muddy) Wilbury
Roy Orbison, alias: Left Wilbury
Jim Kelter [the back beat drummer. apparently not worthy of an alias]

The funny thing about supergroups is that they can never really last more than a few albums. It's like too much concentrated talent, not to mention ego. Clean your whites in pure bleach and watch the fabric get eaten away. Mix in a little oxy clean and a toxic cloud manifests.

For their cover of Handle With Care, Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins compiled a different kind of supergroup – while it's charming to stick with original gimmicky thematics, I'd never truly call them a supergroup. Perhaps an emo-supergroup but that's an oxymoron. Like jumbo-shrimp.

Connor Oberst aka Bright Eyes
Ben Gibbard [Death Cab for Cutie, The Postal Service, All-Time Quarterback]
M.Ward

Musicians that generally irritate me but together are tolerable enough to enjoy the cover as long as I don't listen or think too hard when Ben Gibbard sings Roy Orbison's lines. When I hear his voice I imagine ripping his whiney vocal chords out of his throat with my bare hands. Maybe it's just because when you're in multiple emo bands and emo is popular you get played a lot. Too often, in fact. And it gets to be irritating for people who have to hear that crap everywhere.

[side note: I understand being in multiple bands because being creative and being pigeonholed into a style or image is sometimes undesirable, but why be in multiple bands that sound so fucking alike?]

Oberst sings Dylan's lines - don't get me started. I refuse to comment any further for fear that I'll stop loving the song or the album so much.

With this post, I'm formally disclosing that I am a Rilo Kiley and Jenny Lewis fan. Though I have to admit, I still amuse myself by thinking of her, alongside co-star Fred Savage, making her way to the Nintendo tournament in The Wizard.