God bless Андрей Шматков (Andrey Shmatkov) for his donation of $1 from the Russian Republic!!!
That is 31 Rubles! You have know idea how much this moves us. The fact that Radio Free Indie has listeners in Russia is already something that makes us feel warm and fuzzy, but the kind gesture of going to the effort to make a $1 donation from Russia to Radio Free Indie in Los Angeles leaves us with a bit of a happy tear on our eyelid.
That you from the bottom of our hearts Андрей for you very kind show of support.
FYF 2012 is in now in the history books and while we’re still busy trying to blow the sand boogers out of our nostrils we wanted to share a couple of vid clips. Since we didn’t want to be that guy holding up the phone during the whole show and opting instead to absorb the performance, these clips are brief but hopefully capture the moment.
This song “Five Seconds” is a bona fide hit and should be getting played on every “Alternative” radio station in the country. Come on “Alt” radio, make some room for this. Twin Shadow should be playing your radio station “Ho F*ckin Ho Down” Chistmas show (don’t steal that name!) To add some happy factor to an already stellar set, local musical handyman Bram Inscore (Touche, Obi Best, Belle Brigade, Willoughby, Beck, and on an on) held down the bass and synth for Twin Shadow, whose songwriting abilities come as mana from the Gods.
After a very respectable rendition of Kate Bush’s “Running Up That Hill”, the Portland based electro-rock foursome closed out their sundown set with Neil Young’s ode to rock “My My, Hey Hey (Into the Black). It’s reassuring to hear that Rock n Roll will never die, because with some other FYF bands it may be planning for a retirement on a laptop hard drive. Chromatics were the perfect melding of electronic and rock.
We have nothing but love and respect for these LA Smellsters. Health always manage to sound incredible, and in this case the odds were against that, being that (unlike Coachella where the sound is consistently well mixed) the audio mixing at some of the FYF stages was hit and miss at best, putting some great bands at a disadvantage. Artists would have been well advised to have their own person at the sound booth to chime in when the guitar needed to be louder, and the bass lower. Not blaming the sound guy, they just may not know what the band is supposed to sound like.
Besides Desaperacidos who slayed on Sunday night, Health put on our second favorite performance of the weekend. This vid may not capture the best moments of that show (that’s when we were too enraptured to shoot) but we’re glad to have this little clip to have as a keepsake.
If you’re already aware of this event, then skip the reading and hit play to enjoy an injection of good old fashioned rock n roll rebellion. If you are unaware of the Sex Pistol’s infamous boat performance during the Queen’s Silver Jubilee in 1977, then take a moment to put it into perspective of the pomp and circumstances surrounding the Queens Diamond Jubilee underway this week upon the same location on the river Thames in London.
Few moments in rock history are more monumental or packed with more power than the appearance of The Sex Pistols on the Thames, June 7, 1977.
The footage above is taken from the film “The Great Rock n Roll Swindle” using some performance footage that was shot at another time. The video below, though poor quality is an accurate portrayal of the actual performance that day on the Themes.
The video below is from The Filth and the Fury, with a more intimate view of the song from the band’s perspective.
We at Radio Free Indie hope that the rebellious spirit of this moment in rock history will be re-discovered by each new generation.
I was honored to be visited in the KCSN studio this week by John Lydon of PiL (Johnny Rotten). This is the entire 2 hour broadcast presented in two separate one hour podcasts. The full playlist can be viewed HERE. Enjoy, Mr. Shovel
Don’t miss the second hour, it’s quite amusing. Lydon goes on about Paul McCartney, Pete Townshend and Neil Young among other things.
"Well I'm MCA, I got nothing to prove. Pay attention, my intention is to bust a move".”"
UPDATE May 6, 2012- There will be a private Buddhist funeral for Adam Yauch on Wednesday and a memorial reception on Saturday. These are not public events.
Discussions are underway for the planning of memorial concerts in tribute to Adam Yauch that are preliminarily set to take place in New York and Los Angeles in September.
For those of us who grew up with the Beastie Boys, we can truly say we “grew up” with them. As teen-agers they were punks on the streets of Manhattan who were exposed to the earliest incarnations of hip hop culture and they turned us on to it.
In their 20’s they made a sensation of shaking up beer cans and blasting them all over nearly nude girls who were dancing in a go-go cages, and we ate it up. Then they introduced us to 70’s kitch with with “Hey Ladies” and broke new ground with the monumental “Paul’s Boutique” album produced by the Dust Brothers.
In their 30’s Adam Yauch led the Beasties into a new more socially-conscious direction, with their efforts to raise awareness of human rights violations in Tibet. The Beasties were always a step ahead of us. As they grew, we grew. Social activism became COOL, in no small part to the efforts of Adam Yauch and the Beasties and their friends in Radiohead and REM. As they matured, we matured.
When the city they loved was so viciously attacked on 9/11, they managed to put into pictures, words and sound a way for us to heal with their “Open Letter to NYC”.
Though we were done fighting for our right to party, there were other fights more important, and again the Beastie Boys led the way. When the Bush administration was railroading the world into an ill-conceived invasion of Iraq few artists had the nerve to step out and protest amidst the patriotic fever that had overtaken the nation. The Beastie Boys a had the nerve. They became the elder statesmen and accepted responsibility for the good that could be cultivated by their high profile and influence over youth culture.
When we heard about the Beastie Boys being inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame we realized just how far they had come and the enormous cultural impact they had on us. But it wasn’t until we heard of the passing of Adam Yauch today that we truly comprehended how important they have been in our lives.
We share this day a sadness and mutual understanding that we are moving into a different era. A large part of our youth has been left behind and we hope that we are able to handle the difficulties faced by Yauch with the same grace and humility as he has carried himself with during his fight with cancer these past few years.
We truly hope that Adam Yauch will finally be able to sleep peacefully in Brooklyn.
If there are typos and mistakes in this post, please forgive us. Not afraid to say we cried today.
“Strictly hand held is the style i go. Never rock the mic with the panty hose. ”
Levon Helm of The Band will always be remembered by the songs and performances he gave us. This version of “The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down” (with it’s powerful horn arrangements and vocals by drummer Helm) was immortalized in the Martin Scorsese film “The Last Waltz” which documents the final performance of The Band on Thanksgiving Day 1976 at the Winterland Ballroom in San Fransisco.
In the world of indie music, there isn’t a band or solo artist who does not carry the musical DNA of Helm and The Band. Respect where it is due.
There are few things more jaw dropping then watching a ghost of the deceased Tupac Shakur shouting out “What the fuck is up Coachella!!?!!” in full size holographic 3D along-side his pal Snoop Dogg on-stage at Coachella 2012.
It was a combination of a few different aspects of “No fuckin way!” that left the viewers with mouth agape over what was unfolding in front of their eyes and ears. The mythos surrounding the death of Tupac Shakur and the “2pac lives” folklore is what set the stage for the “resurrection” to become instant legend as the show was being web-cast around the world.
As the crystal clear full bodied 3D image of a tatted Tupac rose up from the stage, holding his arms up as if to say “Yes, I know you are completely mind-snapped at this moment, so I will pause to give you time to wrap your head around what is happening and if you’re lucky enough to get a signal, perhaps you can whiz off a tweet before I wrinkle your shit up entirely by yelling ‘”What up Dre!! What up Snoop!?…What the fuck is up Coachella!!?!?!!!”.
The thoughts of “is that real? Is that somebody who just LOOKS like Tupac?” quickly gave way to “My God there is a dead man rapping and dancing onstage next to Snoop Dogg” who was breezing his way through the duet without the slightest wink of “yes, I know we are blowing the world’s mind right now”.
The macabre horror of seeing the dancing dead (or is he alive?) was more then could be comprehended simultaneous to the brain trying to process how it is even possible for such a thing to happen. It must have been what it was like when western man first projected moving picture films to the amazement of isolated tribal populations who had yet to even view still photos.
This was a moment in time when the capabilities of modern technologies ran headfirst into a tribe who had been born in a millenium when such miracles were left to the science fiction of Princess Leah sending a message to Obi Wan. The communal realization that we are moving into a world where we can witness such a thing begins the mind turning. I’ve always wished to see the Doors at Coachella. Word has also been floating around that Paul McCartney is tinkering with a similar concept. The implications moving into the future are still more than we can fully come to terms with.
We first encountered The Record Company performing at the new Los Feliz vinyl music shop High Fidelity on Hillhurst this past Winter when they were playing at a free open house party of sorts for the new neighborhood business upstart.
This led to the band’s “Don’t Let Me Get Lonely” being among the first local band songs to go into full rotation in the earliest days of Radio Free Indie programming. TRC have since gotten busy filling out their dance card with a list a Springtime shows that begin tonight (4/12) at Pappy & Harriet’s Pioneertown in Joshua Tree and tomorrow (4/13) at the Desert Daze Festival in Desert Hot Springs (The event is a spill-over answer to the sold out blankchella festival happening in Indio.)
While The Record Company works out a five week Tuesday residency in May at Danny Masterson’s Harvard & Stone they’ll also be doing a turn at the Silverlake Jubilee May 26.
The band apparently wasn’t already busy enough so they decided to record, shoot and edit a video of a unique vintage-flavored take on the Stooges “I Wanna Be Your Dog”. It’s worthy of a view and a listen and is indicative of a band that is rapidly maturing. Enjoy.