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The Wednesday Watch #3: A mi ñero llevan pal monte
The Wednesday Watch is Orestes P. Xistos’ weekly column. We do not align with its radical political beliefs, that include a wild theory about Lenny Kravitz left pinky, but Orestes delivers on time, with plenty of typos, and always includes jammie dodgers and wagon wheels on the christmas basket. Hi, lovely people, specially our readers…
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Shaggy dog biography: a summary execution of HBO’s Sin Querer Queriendo
“When forced to pick between truth and legend, print the legend”. Allegedly, Tony Wilson said that, and it’s perpetuated, no, ingrained, into popular culture because of 24 Hour Party People, an anti-biography (!) from 2002, directed by Michael Winterbottom. Serving as both a chronicle of the Madchester scene and a critical assessment of Tony Wilson‘s…
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Review: Belafonte Sensacional – Llamas llamas llamas
On their third full album, Belafonte Sensacional find new ways to reinvent themselves. No two tracks sound the same. No song resembles what formerly came before. No, Belafonte Sensacional surfed too close to the event horizon and fused themselves -and the music they love- together as a strange, gestalt entity, that would make both Sturgeon…
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Review – Ringmaster: Vince McMahon and the unmaking of America
A clay-footed giant of the entertainment industry. A company that Kirby-gobbled everything around it and influenced pop-culture so much it still resonates to this day. An ill-fitting suit. A tough childhood spent in poverty, with not a single positive father figure in sight. It’s hard summing up Josie Riesman‘s Ringmaster: Vince McMahon and the unmaking…
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The wednesday watch #2: It’s me, David, I’ve got a hat the size of Oooooklahoma
The Wednesday Watch is Orestes P. Xistos’ weekly column. We do not agree with its views on York’s delicious pastry, the fat rascal, but Orestes owns a Switch 2 and might give us a chance to play Mario Kart World. Hullo, hullo, hullo, chavs and chavettes, it is I, Orestes P. Xistos, free again to…
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Review: Alan Sparhawk – with Trampled by Turtles
Eschewing the clinical, fierce-as-Proteus electronic nature of White Roses, My God proves that Alan Sparhawk avoids stagnating on a single genre. It’s something that was essential to Low‘s nature, and evident for Retribution Gospel Choir‘s last three releases (The Revolution, 3, RGC DUB). It could jump from one band to another. The brutal, dirge-like ‘breaker’…
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Review: Echodrone – Music for 6 musicians
“Thinking that for something to just be a sound is useless, whereas I love sounds just where they are, and I have no need for them to be anything more than what they are.” – John Cage Echodrone‘s first release was in 2007. It was a tranquil daydream of an EP that dovetailed shoegaze and…
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Review : The Bat Creeps – Flaccid Justice
“Punk is nothing but death and crime and the rage of the beast” Batman uttered this damning statement back in Fortunate Son. Perhaps he was warning the boy wonder of the cavalcade of pop-reference infused punk of The Bat Creeps, whose new album, Flaccid Justice, mixes the best of nerd culture with tales of earlier…
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“I can still make it to the Beverly”
It’s past 4 pm, I should be in the hotel already, getting ready for my obligatory visit to Griffith observatory. Instead, I’m in at The Last Bookstore, a stone’s throw from Pershing Square. The smell of lignin permeates all corners and I’m holding two old sci-fi books with trippy covers and colourful pages. Not my…
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