Dr_Flash_Amazing

Fuck yeah, kids! Just swung by the Music Millenium and picked up the new ALKALINE TRIO album, Good Mourning and the previously-mentioned-today LESS THAN JAKE release Anthem. 4 tracks into the Alk3 and it is rrrrrocking with a capital R. Further reportage to follow on the status of the LTJ, but all signs point to ROCKAGE. "that said, we've had enough please turn that fucking radio off!"

Trask, do not pass "go"; remove head from ass and proceed directly to:

It's the closest you're gonna get to that old Hedgecore. But, like the previous incarnations of J. Michaels, this one's history too. Oh, well.

What's your take? Seems like a hit-or-miss kind of deal. When they hit, they're fuckin' HITTIN', and the misses? Ouch, by a mile. Maybe good compilation material.

Formalde' = jkrueger or sexual_chocolate!

Just tell them you're planning on leaving eventually and that you'd appreciate it very much if they simply laid you off. No skin off their ass, and it helps you right out.

What's that, Dru?

Any time, shoegazing crack-grappler!

You may already know this, but Stereophile Magazine has got reviews up the arse on their (somewhat slow) website. Check the Accessories reviews for computer-related stuff, and don't get too bogged down in the esoteric audio snob verbiage. Stereo Times might have comp-related reviews, too, they seem to do a lot of reviews of accessory-type things.

DFA's pretty happy with his modestly-priced NAD CD spinner, Marantz integrated amp, Pro-Ject vinyl spinner, and JM Lab speakers. That NAD shit has got great bang for the buck, it's well worth checking out if you want the quality without having to trade in your car to afford the gear.

It really is a shame what S'bucks has become. Used to be a special part of every trip to Seattle, heading to the Starbucks down by the PP Market, soaking up the smell of coffee, digging on the 20' ceilings and tasty brew you couldn't get outside of those walls. Now you're lucky if you can walk five blocks without smelling Frappuccino, and they're slinging a bunch of candy and chintzy seasonal travel mugs to match your outfit. Blasted American Way.

You mean like at most Starbuckses?

Marvelous. Whatcha got your ears on? Enquiring musically-inclined minds want to know!

Dunno 'bout that Amon Tobin bizness, but hear hear for the high end stereo endorsement. People need to do themselves a favor and give things a listen at the local hi-fi boutique. It's amazing to find out what your music is capable of sounding like on carefully selected and matched components. Ga ga. Speaking of music and stereos ... it's time to !

DONT FORGET THE SHADE GROWN PART. That Fair Trade shit's pretty good, true indeed. Batdorf & Bronson, despite a weird name and ugly labels and bags, is actually better as well as being FT (?) and OG. Give it a try, it's great stuff. Starbucks' Indonesian things are yummy, too. (Cue "charbucks" quip in 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... )

True, and said better at that.

This Interpol band sounds kinda like the soundtrack to a funeral composed by the Talking Heads after snorting ground up Smiths records with Frank Black. Or something like that. Sounds like something they'd listen to down at La Cruda. They've got a thing for this type of brainy indie music, and all that new-school garagey rock and stuff. Fuck, man, this song does not need to be 5+ minutes long! There's a reason punk bands keep their three-chord flailfests limited to around 2 minutes a pop. There's only so much you can do with it and still have it hold your attention. (That's 'Song 8', by the way.) (Techno should likewise take note. Do we need to hear "funk soul brother check it out now" repeated 6,000 times in a row to the same beat? No. That Limey bitch Moby (so what if he's American; he should be British ) could've clipped that one down to about 45 seconds and gotten his point across. But no, he dragged it, and all his other repetetive wankfests, out to interminable length.) OK, this song 'Modern World' sounds kinda like the Clash, except they love the USA instead of being bored with it. And maybe a dash of Doorsy atmosphere. Significantly less mopey and funereal than the last track, though. Definitely far more listenable than GSY!BE, but not likely to wind up in the Dr. Flash Amazing Compact Disc Compendium anytime soon.

OK; now Kazaaing some Interpol, let's see what we come up with. And if one happens to fancy pogo-inducing goodtime ska punk with blazing buttrock guitar solos, one would find none better than LTJ. Plus how many bands out there actually give a fuck about their fans anymore?

Do they do concept album type shit? Like you gotta hear the whole thing or it doesn't make sense?

But what about the priceless expressions on all the barricade-hugging teenyboppers when they see you flying off the stage right at them and they've got nowhere to move?

OK. Well, DFA is Kazaaing some GSY!BE right now, so we'll see if you're bringing the goods or if you've got your head in the musical toilet. Although, to your credit, at least you're not pushing the latest Top 40 swill. Lessee, we got 'Drugs in Tokyo', 'Gathering Storm', and 'Lift Your Skinny Fists ...' . The first seems to be about 30 seconds of atonal violin noise and random thundery sound fx. Verdict: The second seems to be painfully slow piano plunking laid over random voices, etc. Oh, and maybe somebody poking at a keyboard? Verdict: And now for the third track, we have ... what's this? More keyboard/piano, and some faint trumpet (?), but it seems to be coalescing into an actual song (!). Some guitar ... man, it's sooooo sloooowwwww. Violins, now, but still really slow. It's the aural equivalent of waking up from anesthesia, but sans the euphoric morphinated buzz. Verdict: actual music this time, but still Oh, wait, there's some drums coming in now, but overall it sounds like the soundtrack to some kind of sappy romance film. That's some snooty high-concept art music you're into there, Fence-o. Whatever turns your crank, though.

You know, it really takes all the fun out of baiting someone when they don't take the bait. Thanks alot.

Aren't you the one who was trying to spread that neo-hippie bluegrass plague in some other thread? Go light up some Nag Champa and fondle your String Cheese Incident bootlegs and space out on some really out-there jams or some shit. Leave that which rocks to those of us with enough taste to discern it, you arrhythmic drum-circling crystal lover.