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Check Out New Music on our MySpace page August 31, 2009

So this week, I hand-picked a few sonAdd an Imagegs that I can’t get enough of on Nevermind the Posers MySpace page

In no particular order, they are:

1. “Shadows” – Raining and Ok
2. “Flaming Arrow” – Jupiter One
3. “Working For The Man” – Nathen Maxwell & The Original Bunny Gang
4. “Sinking” – Rehasher
5. “Lost Motel” – Strung Out
6. “Farewell Captain” – Drink Up Buttercup
7. “Lightspeed” – Twin Atlantic
8. “Plans & Reveries” – Black Gold
9. “Running Away” -The Perms
10. “No Boys In The Ballroom” – Scarlet Grey

Hope you enjoy these songs!  Spread the word and if you like the music, dig a little deeper and discover some more, indulge and buy some of their music.  While you’re visiting our MySpace page, be sure to check out some our friends, most of which are amazing bands that may not have heard of.

Listen. Discover. Enjoy. Repeat.

– TNT

 

Warped Lullabies; Backstage with Flogging Molly

By Greg Swindasz

The cork goes flying, champagne poured into red solo cups, a hearty cheers and down it goes.  This is Flogging Molly’s last day performing on Warped Tour 2009.  Before the last sip can even be swallowed the crowd begins to roar, expecting their promised dose of drunken lullabies and Irish punk that is Flogging Molly.  After throwing away their cups the men, and one very lovely violin clad lady rush on stage, the crowd screams with excitement, the music starts, and Dave King greets his waiting fans.

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Before the show Nevermind the Posers sat down and talked with Nathen Maxwell, the bass guitarist for Flogging Molly, and asked him some questions about the infamous Irish punk rock legend.

Nevermind the Posers (NVMP)- How are you enjoying Warped Tour so far?

Nathen Maxwell (NM)- I’m having a great time, Warped Tour is always fun.

NVMP– How long has Flogging Molly been playing on the tour?

NM– About six years now.

NVMP– Do you think Warped Tour has changed a lot over those years?  How about the crowds?

NM-Yeah, it’s changed a bit.  This year there’s one main stage instead of two, that’s different, but a lot of it really stayed the same.  The crowd hasn’t changed that much, the bands have, which bring in new people.  It’s always a good time; always fucking wild, kids with their shirts off, jumping up and down, having fun.

NVMP– Tell us a little bit about Flogging Molly’s latest album.

NM– Flogging Molly’s latest album is “Float”.  We wrote and recorded it in Ireland; love the album, definitely the best shit we’ve ever done to date.  I’m not sure about the sales, physical vs. download, but I know it debuted at #4 on Billboard charts which was huge for us.  We were also #1 on the indie charts for over a month and we’re all really proud of that.

NVMP– Do you usually record in Ireland?

NM– No, that was our first time.  We were touring our asses off, seems like forever now.  We were all living in Los Angeles and then everyone kinda went back home.  So that’s the reason why we ended up going to Ireland, Dave moved back home and we went with him to make the record.

Being on stage with Flogging Molly is like a party in Dublin, only no fighting and less brogue.  Tina and I had the fortune to be standing with Justin Sane, the lead singer of Anti-flag.  When those last howls of “The Salty Dog” are just about to play, Justin hands Tina the can of Guinness he was drinking and runs down stage to sing with the band.  He shares a mic with Nathen Maxwell, and the crowd goes wild.

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NVMP– With all the touring, did you have time to do the Green 17 tour this year?

NM– Yup, that’s an annual thing, we plan on doing that every year.  It went great this year, best year ever.  We had The Aggrolites with us so that was awesome.

NVMP– Can you explain the Green 17 tour and how it came about?

NM-It’s kind of our annual pre-St. Patrick’s Day party.  St. Patrick’s day happens one day a year, but for Flogging Molly it happens every day of the year.  So it’s our way to bring a big St. Patrick’s Day celebration to your town and it happens the month of or before St. Patty’s day.  So that’s the idea behind it, we pick 17 cities to go to and we keep it at that.  It all accumulates to the big St. Patrick’s Day show on the 17th.

NVMP– What music did you listen to growing up?

NM– I grew up listening to all kinds of music, I really kinda formed my identity around punk rock music- that was a big part of my culture, and what I played myself.  I listened to a lot of reggae growing up as well.  I was lucky to have a musical family, my father and sisters, so I was always around music.  He (my father) was always turning me on to new things and old things and different things.  Music is a big part of my life.

NVMP– Do you have a favorite artist?

NM– Well, I have Bob Marley tattooed on my arm.  I really love the Wailers and The Clash.

NVMP– What is your favorite song off the new record and why?

NM– My favorite song off the new record maybe “Float”, the title track.  I think lyrically it’s really sad (paying homage to Johnny Cash) and people had a big response to it; and honestly I just love the way it sounds, it’s a different approach to a song than we’ve done before.  It has more of a folk type beat with a work song rhythm.  I like the whole album.

NVMP– Anyone else you can’t get enough of at the moment, whose music are you playing all the time?

NM– Oh yeah, I really love the new Gaslight Anthem record; I think they’re great.  Also, Gogol Bordello, I’m a big fan.

NVMP– Are you still with Side One Dummy Records?

NM– Yes, Side One Dummy, they’ve been our record label since the beginning.  We’ve been offered deals by other major labels, but we’re loyal.

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When their set was done Dave King gave his wife, the lovely violin clad woman, a kiss.  As they walked off stage the whole band was greeted with smiles and hugs and thank-yous.  Amongst the celebration of putting on a great set, there was a little sense of sadness as this was their last day on Warped Tour this year.  Before letting Nathen go we had one more question for him:

NVMP– What is your definition of a poser?

NM– Someone who doesn’t progress, who’s not their authentic self and trying to be something they’re not.  That would be my definition.

NVMP– Perfect!

NM– But never mind people like that.  Be real.
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Rock Comes Home To Roost August 10, 2009

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By Alexander Castiglione, Stigz

 

     Alexisonfire’s new release, Old Crows/Young Cardinals, is everything you’d expect from –the quintet of Canadian post hardcore rockers.
The opening, and quasi title track, “Old Crows”, foreshadows the rest of the album.  Lyrically that is.  With a chorus like “we are not the kids we used to be”, this track hints where you are about to go musically: A trip on a record, which shows growth as a band, and mental growth in the lyrical content.  “Young Cardinals”, the second track and remaining half of the albums title, shows how the band maintains their aggressive progressions and biting vocals, however, the bars laid down by George Petite and Wade MacNeil are nothing short of noteworthy.
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     Most of the tracks on this record will have your speakers earning their keep and may be responsible for a speeding ticket or two.  Tracks like “Sons of Privilege” and “Born and Raised” have some driving riffs tearing though the song which are perfect for a long road trip to nowhere at high speed.  The lyrical content in this album really does show their growth as a band, and as human beings, as there are a lot of existentialist themes and prevalent comments about society in general, once you get beneath the rocking vibe of the entire album. 

     However, they do slow things down, and let the pipes of the main vocalist shine through.  In a downbeat borderline-ballad flow that runs through a few tracks, like “The Northern” and “Midnight Regulation”, you can attest to growth in the sense of vocals and delivery.  However, the final track “Burial” truly is a credit to their ability as a band, and this closing track, is a tightly composed downbeat groove with an intimate feel.  Usually I wouldn’t be into a slow jam, but coming from a band that rips it up as much as they do, I find the fact that they can lay down a ballad not only competently, but extremely well, something to be noted.  

     Don’t get it twisted, it’s still the Alexisonfire that breaths flames from the stereo, however, this record truly shows their growth, and is another big step from their last album, Crisis.  If you dig Alexisonfire, you’ll love this new album, Old Crows/Young Cardinals.  If you don’t know who they are, give them a listen. Then pass the torch to the next person looking for some good tunes.

 

LA Riots Giveaway!!! July 13, 2009

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ATTENTION WEEKEND WARRIORS!!   NEVERMIND THE POSERS IS GIVING AWAY TWO TICKETS TO SEE THE LA RIOTS AT THE GIRLS&BOYS PARTY WITH WOLFGANG GARTNER AND NICK CATCHDUBS THIS FRIDAY, JULY 17TH AT WEBSTER HALL NIGHT CLUB AND A COPY OF THE LA RIOTS CRYSTAL METHOD MIX!

 

HEY, SOMETIMES WE ALL NEED TO DANCE OFF THE WORK WEEK AND PARTY INTO THE WEEKEND!  (19 to enter 21 to drink) FOR YOUR CHANCE TO WIN THE TICKETS AND MIX, TELL US WHY YOU NEED TO PARTY AND UNWIND FROM YOUR WORK WEEK.  TELL US IF YOUR BOSS IS AN ASS, TELL US IF YOU CAN’T STAND YOUR CO-WORKERS, TELL US IF YOUR UNEMPLOYED AND CAN’T FIND WORK! 
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EMAIL US AT NEVERMINDTHEPOSERS@GMAIL.COM WITH YOUR ANSWER AND BE SURE TO INCLUDE YOUR FULL NAME AND PHONE NUMBER.  MAKE US LAUGH, GOOD LUCK TO ALL!  THE WINNER WILL BE CONTACTED BY FRIDAY MORNING BY PHONE OR EMAIL. 

 

Eyes Set to Kill Latest Album Review

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Title: The World Outside

Review by: Alexander Castiglione

    Arizona quintet Eyes Set to Kill’s new album, The World Outside, is one dynamic, interesting, and well composed record.  Creating a sound somewhere between where artists like Amy Lee/Evanescence left off (leaving out all the mainstream bullshit) and adding screams and a composition similar to Post-Hardcore acts such as Atreyu or 36 Crazyfists, they blend two seemingly unmatchable styles.  Lead vocalist Alexia’s voice is nothing short of powerfully breathtaking, and with the fury of Screamo vocalist Brandon, it creates a sound which is driving at times and melodic at others.  Nonetheless, the record kicks some ass for a group that is trying to meld two totally different sounds.  The vocalist of Escape the Fate makes a cameo on “Deadly Weapons”, and in this writers opinion, it is the only track which is completely out of place.  Every other track however, blends melody with chaos, post hardcore screamo with more palatable mainstream female vocals, but this record is by no means mainstream.  Lyrical content alone makes it poetry, and after speaking briefly with the band, they commented that their main influence was basically growing up, coming of age, and dealing with the trials and tribulations associated with coming out of your shell and into the new world of self-actualization.  However, this isn’t done in a bitchy fashion like so many others, but with a certain cohesion as a band that is noteworthy at the least.  The title track itself, is packed with the previous elements, raising the tempo into a shredding montage, then breaking it down, throwing a melody on top, and cranking it back up to overdrive, all without missing a proverbial beat.  

     Despite the two piano interludes dropped by Alexia on the album (one of which is horror-movie-feeling-like-some-dude-is-about-to-stab-you creepy) and the final track “Come Home” (which is a beautifully written ballad, but a far cry from possessing a “rock out” quality), the whole CD bridges the painful gap between a chick fronted band, and a real post-hardcore group.  Melody mixed with the chaos of screamo hasn’t been this beautifully done since From Autumn To Ashes’ “Short Stories with Tragic Endings” or “Autumns Monologue”, and for this reason alone, I suggest just giving the record a listen.  I myself am apprehensive of any chick fronted band, for the simple reason that history has shown us they have a problem with rocking out and not being too mainstream, save for gems like Otep or Walls of Jericho, but this band places their sound in the middle.  They rock, but still have beautiful lyrics and coalesce musically as a band.  With elements of several genres, they mix melody with pounding riffs, and the stunning part: they go together quite well.  Not to mention the existentialist lyrics that sonorously work their way into the album, in between kickin’ breakdowns and powerful screams. 

     Check out the album, you have nothing to lose.

 

Would You, Could You, Dig Fleet Foxes? July 7, 2009

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by Rachael

There is nothing modern about Fleet Foxes.  Their self-titled debut is
an already-classic collection of Medieval gems that evoke that
mythological historical America that never really existed.  The album
could be subtitled “Songs About Mountains.”

“White Winter Hymnal” has the most immediate hook of the bunch; it’s
almost too easy to never have been written before.  “Tiger Mountain
Peasant Song” is ancient and haunting, while “Quiet Houses” is a silly
shout-fest that unravels into a hippie jam.  It’s fantastic.  “Your
Protector” appears on the tail end of the record and, after so much
simple prettiness, its urgency is a shocker.  Like the others, its
lyrics are vague and irrelevant.  It’s got a killer chorus and a
bleeding vocal.  It’s followed by a lovely song about birds and
another one about mountains.  Do these guys have electricity?

 

Pygmy by Chuck Palahniuk June 11, 2009

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by Alexander Castiglione aka STIGZ

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     Take a bowl. Now throw in some violence, a little sodomy, a dash of drug use, absolute degradation, and a hint of nihilism. Then take a spoon, and mix it together. Now you have any novel by Chuck Palahniuk. His newest satire, Pygmy, is no different.

       In comparison to his other works, the book still screams Chuck, but it has subtle nuances that make it different from his earlier work. This deliciously degrading and delightfully disgusting satire of American society paints a picture of American society from the view of an outsider.

     The outsider: A pygmy from nameless communist/fundamentalist/anti-American nation X, and he takes us on a first person account of the decadence of American culture. During these adventures his goal is to solidify a plot to destroy America, aka Operation Havoc. This should sound vaguely familiar for Fight Club fans.

      Actually though, this piece is vastly different from his early endeavors, like Fight Club or Choke, as it is told in “Pygmy-speak,” a language devoid of prepositions, verb tense, or even articles. This makes it slightly harder to speed through than other prose, as you have to stop and decode what he means, however, it is spectacularly written because he keeps this tone throughout the book. This only furthers his effectiveness in his sarcastic assault on our society, as it makes the reader look at life from outside our own air conditioned, high-def, and made-to-order American comfort zone.

      Lines like “Ancient sentinel rest gray cloud eye upon operative me, roll eye from hair and down this agent, say, ‘Welcome to Wal-Mart.” Say, ‘May I Help you find something?’” make this book hard to read at first, but soon the pages turn, and the satiric sarcasm drips from the pages. Soon you’ll be reading quotes from some of history’s undesirables like Marx, Hitler and Mussolini, rattled off by the narrator. The frightening part: some of the quotes make great insight, and would be widely used if it wasn’t for their monstrous authors. For example “War is to man what maternity is to women,” or “He alone, who owns the youth, gains the future.” Trust me, you’ll be scratching your head saying “Well I guess he wasn’t that crazy.”

      As with every other Palahniuk masterpiece, there are no holds barred and nothing is sacred. Religion is under fire, consumerism and corporate influence on the chopping block, sexuality and pornography are thrown in your face, and the dysfunctional family portrait is painted; all the while making you feel like you’ve been beat to a literary pulp.

      From the Pygmy’s porn addicted brother to the masturbation addicted parents to the pedophilic preacher, not one character in this book is safe, nor is one group of American society. I would call this the best example of “Anti-Americana” we’ve seen since Vonnegut. However, you have to take Kurt, hit him with some steroids, a little acid, and a whole lot of disdain for the “culture of us,” throw in some Pygmy speak, and you have this novel.

      Don’t worry, Chuck fans, this book still gets into the deep seated and horribly accurate truths of life. There’s violence teeming from the every chapter, with made up kung fu moves, like “striking cobra quick kill,” and “flying giant stork death kick,” but also jabs at every institution and practice. He batters the overmedication of society, from Xanax to Ritalin, he harps on prolific drug use of teens, and rips the media a new one. The really scary part? The picture he paints isn’t that far from the truth.

      If you love Chuck, you’ll love this book. A hard read at first, but make no mistake, this book gets as dirty and gritty as everything before, and will no doubt have you second guessing your next trip to a chain store, the next mass you attend or the next prescribed pill you pop.  

 

 

Goddamn is it catchy…perhaps too catchy. June 8, 2009

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Curse you MGMT, I used to truly and completely hate you and your awful music. You have all the music publications going sickeningly gaga over your sound; one review awards you album of the year, summing up the review assuring the reader “you’ll be hard-pressed to find a record with more musical depth and warmth all year than this one”[1].  Another makes you out to be a musical savior, stating “at a time when truly great music seemed to be AWOL, MGMT arrived on the scene and restored faith across the land with their album, the remarkable Oracular Spectacular”2. Or the who would have guessed it praise from good ol’ Rolling Stone, who has the nerve to praise you via comparison, saying that within the songs, there are “hints of Joy Division and Sixties nostalgia both acid-tinged and bluesy”3. After reading all of this over-hyping dreck, I still hate you, but it’s time for me to admit that “Electric Feel” is just too fucking catchy to hate. It’s a near perfect mishmash of era-spanning (or aping) sounds: the pseudo-tribal beat that sounds as if it was lifted from Kate Bush’s “Running Up That Hill” and forced to mate with any recent Flaming Lips song that creates a steady groove for the synth to float upon. The slow and smooth funk bass line which was obviously designed to make the hips of its sonic victim shake without them even realizing it. Or the vocals sang in a scratchy and harmonized falsetto, the type that pleases the most over-the-top, overproducing music producers (in this case, Mercury Rev’s Dave Fridmann), makes most men wince, and manages to piss off the rest of the music loving population. It’s a song that is so insanely likable that I half expect to see it played over a commercial for Disaronno or Corona. All half-kidding aside, I have to congratulate you MGMT (who I call Management, because that’s what MGMT is short for!). Even with all of the nonsensical praise showered upon you, as if there has never been anyone that sounded like you (not David Bowie, Postal Service, Kate Bush, Animal Collective, M83, Nitzer Ebb or shades of Ariel Pink to name a few), this one gem of a song is enough to make even the biggest hater strut out onto the dance-floor. A brief tip of the cap to you, sirs.

-Mark B.


[1]  From NME Review: MGMT- Oracular Spectacular. (www.nme.com/reviews/9519)

2  From Indiemusic.com Review: MGMT- Oracular Spectacular (indiemusic.suite101.com/article.cfm/mgmt_the_band_oracular_spectacular_album_review#ixzz0HUTrN9MI&A)

3  From Rolling Stone Review: MGMT- Oracular Spectacular (www.rollingstone.com/artists/mgmt/albums/album/16604436/review/18057359/oracular_spectacular)

 

Bamboozle 09′: A Retrospective June 3, 2009

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Bamboozle: Day 1 by Tina Teresi

 

      Bamboozle.  First time for everything I suppose.  I attended the first day for the sole purpose to hear the miraculous sounds of a band I refer to as my musical muse, The Get Up Kids.  Ticket in hand, I headed out to my first music festival of the summer.  I was on the fence about attending since Skate n’ Surf, in my opinion, was a better festival then Bamboozle will ever be.  To catch everyone up, the first Bamboozle was held in 2005, booked two weeks prior to a very similar festival (Skate n’ Surf) at the same venue (Convention Center, Asbury Park).  Pretty sneaky Max Cruise Entertainment.  You can sort of judge a festival on how it’s going to be based on what you see when you first enter.  Well, I saw tons of stages off the bat, carnival rides like the Ferris Wheel and Bumper cars, as well as some carnival games, a mass of people roaming after a couple hours of opening, monkeys dressed up as clowns riding dogs, and a tent that looked like one big acid trip. It was going to be a good day.  

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     I’m sure the first thing on your mind is “a tent that looks like an acid trip?” Bamboozle was sponsored by Wonka this year, and what would a Wonka sponsored event be without free candy all day, airbrushed tattoos, and t-shirts if your dance moves proved you worthy.  Monster Energy had a trailer set up, giving out free drinks all day long which defiantly kept the crowd awake and ready to hear some great music!

 

      The first band that had the pleasure of rocking my ear drums was The International Superheroes of Hardcore, a side project of New Found Glory.  Guess those happy punk beats caught up with them. This group is strictly hardcore and includes all five members of NFG; Gilbert and Pundik switch tasks, vocals to guitar and vice versa.  Next up was The Riverwinds, an unsigned band from NJ who came in 3rd place at The Break! Contest this year.  The band is so easy to listen to, like on the Tom Petty or The Eagles scale.  The main guitarist had some amazing solos.  Keep an eye on this band; they may just be the next big thing to come out of New Jersey.    

 

      Over on the Wonka Stage, one of two main stages, The Bloodhound Gang started playing.  I was excited to see them live for the first time ever, up until it was time to sarcastically toast NJ.  Good thing the food and drink prices were as high as they were, otherwise, I would have thrown up at least $18 bucks.  Bassist Evil Jared Hasselhoff proposed to end the feud once and for all between The Bloodhound Gang and NJ by toasting and chugging a giant beer.  Once drank, he threw the beer back up into the glass and proceeded to drink that.  Trust me, watching it live was way worse than reading it.  There was some more vomiting in hats, but I’ll spare you those details because you get the idea.  Aside from the test of the ol’ guttiwuts and kicks to the family jewels, their live potty mouth performance rocked as much as I expected.  They played “Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss”, “Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo”, and finished with their classic hit “Bad Touch”.  (Please read my beef about what happened in this crowd at the end of the article)

The Bloodhound Gang 

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      Gavin Rossdale put on an impressive performance.  I wasn’t sure what to expect since I have not been following his solo career.  Luckily, he played lots of Bush classics, starting with “Machinehead”, “Chemicals Between Us”, “Everything Zen”, and ended with “Comedown”.  I never had the chance to see Bush live, and thought I’d never get the chance to hear some of these songs again, I was pleasantly surprised.  I consider Gavin Rossdale one of the best leading rockers around and was pumped that his performance was incredible.  It almost felt like I was back in 1996.  

 

      Cage the Elephant was one of the bands that really stood out this year.  Hailing from Kentucky, these rockers were the buzz of the festival.  They were certainly no let down live; rocking guitar riffs and sweet bass lines flowed freely on the Zumiez Stage.  They incorporate so many musical elements ranging from folk and rock to blues and funk.  Cage the Elephant is blowing up in the UK and I predict that it will only be a short while until becoming a smash hit in the US.  

 

      Oh New Found Glory, the nostalgia you bring back.  I went into the crowd not expecting a stellar performance and came out unchanged. I’ve yet to see Jordan Pundik perform without getting winded or leaving the audience to sing most of the lyrics.  I have seen NFG many times through the years, but always find their CDs sound better.  The energy and personality are always there, but the vocals not so much.  Still, their set made me happy and brought me back to my high school days.  

 

      Finally, The Get Up Kids were up, the only reason I was in attendance at Bamboozle!  What a performance!  Just being in the audience and hearing some of my all-time favorite songs were enough to make me go weak in the knees.  With the roars from the crowd, I’m sure the band got the message that the tri-state area would love for them to start recording new music.  This was defiantly the best performance of the day, even though I’m a tad one-sided.  They played all the greats- “Holiday”, “Action & Action”, “Don’t Hate Me”, “I’m A Loner Dottie, A Rebel”, and “Mass Pike”.  Before they started playing, they commented on how old they are and that they love it.  Music doesn’t have an age; you play how you feel and that really emanated throughout the set.  The way their music makes me feel is beyond words, and this performance was on the same level, absolute euphoria. 

Rob Pope of The Get Up Kids 

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      I only caught the last few songs from Never Shout Never, another buzz band this year.  Honestly, the songs I did hear sounded exactly like the ones on his MySpace page.  Christofer Drew appeals to the 13 year old girls of the world.  His catchy pop hooks are enough to keep you reeled in for days.  Seriously though, I sing “Trouble” all the time.  Never Shout Never, hands down, had the best merchandise; foam hands giving peace signs engulfed the entire audience and festival.  Now that’s marketing!

 

      Linc’s special guest took the stage, but conveniently was not introduced.  This left the audience wondering if Journey was actually on stage that night.  They sounded dead on and from far away, somewhat resembled the 80s rockers.  Later on or better said, days later, the masses found out that it was a tight Journey cover band from Long Island called Evolution.  I couldn’t tell the difference on that day though.  I mean, they played four songs, totaling the number of hits that the band had.  If the real Journey was going to be there, I figured there would have been more press. 

 

      The last band I saw was Third Eye Blind.  They played great, lots of energy and the size of the crowd was insane!  I stuck around to hear “Never Let You Go”, a total crowd pleaser.  I’m upset to say that I have not heard much of their new music.  But what I heard live sounded good to me and will pick up a copy of Ursa Major when it comes out next week. 

 

      Band I wish I got to see: – InnerPartySystem and Edna’s Goldfish, who reunited to play at Bamboozle. Honorable mentions: Hey Monday, Kids of Survival, and Stick to Your Guns
 

 

Bamboozle: Day 2 by Daniel Petrino      
 

      Unfortunately I didn’t have the dollas to attend both days of Bamboozle, so I went to the second day to see the one and only No Doubt. [insert girlish shrieks] After several failed attempts to enter the venue (Dear Bamboozle Event Staff: Die in a fire. Love, Me), I finally made my way into the show a little aggravated and a lot soaking wet due to a very steady drizzle. Since this is a music blog, I won’t go into all the fabulous, 80s and 90s inspired hipster and scenster clothing brands or the lovely surgical masks with “FUCK SWINE FLU” emblazoned across them, but there were some interesting clothing brands represented.     

 

      After catching The Ataris singing ‘Boys of Summer,’ the last song of their set, I made my way through the crowd to the Imagination Stage to hear Tinted Windows, Taylor Hanson’s new project. While the music was decent, the lyrics sounded like a more mature version of Hanson’s lyrics. Big surprise there. Okay, I lied. I only went to the Imagination Stage and stood through Tinted Windows so I could get a decent spot to see The Sounds.     

 

      I knew their set was going to be good when I saw the roadies popping beers and strategically placing them around the stage for easy access. With a high energy set and some songs off their upcoming third album, they did not disappoint. They didn’t play any of my favorite songs (‘Dance With Me,’ ‘Queen of Apology,’ or ‘Hurt You’), but they rocked the stage to a crowd who screamed the lyrics to every song. I’ve missed The Sounds at a bunch of local shows, so I was thrilled to finally see them live. If you’ve never listened to The Sounds, check out the aforementioned songs, plus ‘Tony the Beat’ and ‘Hope You’re Happy Now.’     

 

      I stumbled across Ultraviolet Sound on the Kazoozle Stage while I was wandering around, and they proved to be one of my favorite performances of the day. If you’ve never heard of them, and you probably haven’t, they sound like the love child of Jeffree Star and Lady Gaga. While their lyrics aren’t anything to write home about, their music is perfect to bounce around to. Their set felt like a public dance party, and their cover of Jock Jams was the cherry on top. If you’re a fan of catchy electronica, definitely check out Ultraviolet Sound’s album, appropriately titled O.C.D (Obsessive Compulsive Dancing). The eleven songs clock in at just under 42 minutes, but if you like what you hear, you’ll definitely be left wanting more. ‘Brainwashed,’ ‘Gimme My Electro,’ and ‘The Thrill Can Kill’ were my favorite tracks.     

 

      Since No Doubt was the last band on the Wonka Stage, and I knew I wanted to be in the front, I got the crap beat out of me in the pit through the Hollywood Undead, The Used, and Rise Against.      

 

      I don’t really know how to describe the Hollywood Undead. Rap/metal? Rap/Rock? Metal/Rock/Rap? According to the almighty iTunes, they’re considered Rock. I’d never heard of them prior to seeing them live, and I didn’t really hear anything that made me want to track down their discography. They put on a good show, and the crowd seemed to enjoy them. They wore masks for half of their set, which is something I don’t really get. I guess it’s part of their image or persona or whatever.     

 

      Next up was The Used. They’re another band I’ve never listened to and don’t really have any desire to get into, but they also put on a great set.      

 

      Rise Against was fantastic. Even though I only knew ‘Prayer of the Refugee,’ I really enjoyed their set and have every intention of listening to their other albums. They didn’t play ‘Swing Life Away,’ which was kind of a disappointment, but they put on a great live show.     

 

      The final band to take the Wonka Stage was No Doubt. It was completely worth the bludgeoning by crowd surfers to get to the front for No Doubt. Gwen’s ditched her Harajuku, Gothic Lolita look for her acid-wash-bondage-pant-and-tank-top days of yore. It’s good to have old Gwen back. It’s good to have No Doubt back!      

 

      After Gwen chatted up the audience, they dove right into their entire singles collection, including a slowed down version of ‘Excuse Me Mr.’ and ‘Different People’ from Tragic Kingdom. They even had a little dance break before their encore, during which they played their new single, ‘Stand and Deliver,’ and closed with ‘Sunday Morning.’ No Doubt owned the crowd through the entire set, and the band looked like they were genuinely having fun on stage with each other. They were positively vivacious, probably due to their five-year hiatus and the fact that Bamboozle was only their second stop on tour.     

 

      I had a great time at Bamboozle. It was totally worth being on my feet for 11 hours straight and getting some bruises from wasted crowd surfers and moshers. No Doubt was definitely the highlight for me, but all the bands I saw put on good sets. Tinted Windows…maybe not.

 

A beefy stew to stew upon… by TNT

      While in the crowd for The Bloodhound Gang, one thing needs to be brought to attention.  What the hell is up with these dance pits?  I was pushed out of the way so a circle could be formed.  I thought “oh cool, a mosh pit or a circle pit right here.  Maybe I’ll join in.” To my surprise once the area was cleared, a bunch of brightly colored post punk emo dancers (aka today’s teenagers of America) started dancing.  DANCING!  Straight up dancing!  Some were grinding, some were doing their own thing, but whatever they were doing, it looked ridiculous.  The only way it could be justified is if you consider The Bloodhound Gang to be a grind-core band, and clearly they are not.   The people in that circle were out of place and being laughed at by the surrounding festival goers.  The scary part about this little story is that I witnessed these dance pits throughout the festival.  I hope this does not become a new trend, so here’s the official memo- dance pits are for losers, learn to mosh or risk being laughed at repeatedly in public.  This was the ongoing joke of the festival, “Look out, Mosh pit!” was shouted as a few of us mockingly demonstrated our ‘dance pit’ moves.  Maybe it’s the mix of musical genres at the festival, maybe it’s a lame attempt to look cool, maybe it’s so they don’t get hurt, but whatever the reason, it needed to be addressed so it can be stopped abruptly.

 

Music Swap #2- The Blue Van, Man Up April 28, 2009

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Tina’s Review

     The Blue Van, hailing from Denmark, just released their third album Man Up.  The album was released April 7th via iTunes and will follow shortly with the physical release.  You have probably heard their first single “Silly Boy”, on the Samsung Behold commercial.  Other songs from Man Up have been featured in VH1’s new show Free Radio, an episode of 90210, CSI NY, and a PlayStation NBA video game.  “Silly Boy” presently sits in Denmark’s Top Ten.  The band’s name comes from the word blue van in Demark (Den blå varevogn), which picks up the mentally ill.  That links with the term Denmark used to describe the new and loud rock n’ roll music, pigtraad.  Loosely decoded, it means barbed wire.  Barbed wire, blue vans, the crazies- make sense now? 

     It’s hard to imagine that a band from Demark could be so musical impacted by American music, mostly from classic rock bands like Cream, The Rolling Stones, and The Kinks.  They have that 1960s rock n’ roll sound, but also incorporates some raw R&B, a touch of soul, and explosive drums.  Their songs are all catchy, every single one.  Just when you think that you’ve found a song you’re not crazy about, those charismatic rhythms pull you right back in.  I’m not calling The Blue Van the next Rolling Stones or Cream, but I think they have pure elements of rock and it’s great that they are heavily influenced by the greats.  Although Man Up has no apparent theme, I’m still happy with the outcome. 

My favorites:  “Be Home Soon”, “Man Up” (love the guitar bends and it’s blues elements), “Silly Boy”, “The Socialite” (so beyond catchy that a new word needs to be creative), “Out of Control”, and “True”.  

The ones that only brought their B game:  “The Goes My Love”, “Lay Me Down An Die”, “In Love With Myself”, and “Trees”.

Review: 4.5 out of 5

Dan’s Review          

      When Tina gave me The Blue Van’s album Man Up, I really had no idea what to expect at all. They’re from Denmark, they’ve released two albums already, and they’ve been getting some play on television commercials. After listening to the album, I can say that The Blue Van delivers a solid bluesy rock album that’s catchy and quirky at its best, and a little repetitive and derivative at its worst.

     The more I listened to Man Up, the more I heard bands like The Kinks and even The Bravery, which isn’t a bad thing, but too many of the tracks sound too similar. Every musician has their own style, but the same beats and guitar riffs didn’t really make this album stand out. They’re a good band, don’t get me wrong, they just need to do something to differentiate their songs from each other.

      There are some great tracks on the album. “Silly Boy,” “I’m A Man,” and the album’s title track, “Man Up” are catchy and have some good hooks.  Overall I liked what I heard, but Man Up works better as chill-out background music than anything else. 

Listen To: Man Up, Silly Boy, I’m A Man, There Goes My Love 

Skip ‘Em: In Love With Myself, Trees,  

Review: 3.5 out of 5