CJ Marsicano
Has It Been That Long Already?
Yep, it’s been that long… it actually has been five years since I started blogging (this site started in 2007, and I apparently miscalculated last year… fuck it!) Time to update the annual list of what I’ve been through since I started blogging:
Two webhosts (only one of which I recommend, Bluehost)
Four laptops (Don’t get me started…)
Three iPods (I finally upgraded to a 120GB model!)
One iPad
Morning Musume and AKB48 both making their American concert debuts – and way fucking overdue to return to these shores on a regular basis… no excuses, please, just book the dates and get on the plane! And yes, I know AKB were just in DC last week…
Twenty-one Morning Musume singles
Nineteen (soon to be twenty) personnel changes in Morning Musume
Two personnel changes in C-ute
No personnel changes in Berryz Koubou
More personnel changes in AKB48 than anyone can keep up with… (and I’m not even going to bother trying to anymore!)
Seven and a half Morning Musume albums (the “half album” being the 7.5 Fuyu Fuyu EP)
Twenty-one Berryz Koubou singles
Five and a half Berryz Koubou studio albums (the “half album” being their misnumbered (3) Natsu Natsu Mini Berryz)
Eighteen C-ute singles (all of their major-label releases)
Six and a half C-ute albums (I still consider 2 mini ~Ikiru to Iu Chikara~ to be an EP)
Seven Koda Kumi studio albums (I lost track of compilations and singles!)
Four Ayumi Hamasaki albums (Go ahead and yell at me, Vee…)
Two albums and three EPs from Maki Goto
Three albums, two EPs, one best-of, and four guitar tab books from SCANDAL
Three post-Whiteberry EPs from bands led by Yuki Maeda (One Yukki, two The Husky)
Nine Stooges albums (two of those being the remastered editions of their Elektra albums, another being a 180-gram pressing of Raw Power, and counting 2010’s 2CD and four-disc deluxe reissue of the original Bowie mix of Raw Power and the Raw Power Live album released last Record Store Day)
The entire Koharu Kusumi solo discography
The entire Buono! discography to date
The entire AKB48 singles discography to date
Six New York Dolls albums (three of those being vinyl editions of the first three studio albums)
Eight Puffy AmiYumi albums
Five Mission of Burma albums (and a new one on the way)
Three Panic! At The Disco albums
Three Meat Puppets albums
Three Cannibal Corpse albums and two DVDs
Three Deicide albums
Five Hank III albums (counting the Assjack album and the overdue legit release of the This Ain’t Country sessions as Hellbilly Joker) – and Hank III finally getting to say “fuck off” to Mike Curb.
Two copies of Flyleaf’s first album (one autographed)
Three autographed Sick Puppies CDs
One guitar autographed by Iggy Pop and the Asheton Brothers
One Asheton brother being transferred from the Stooges to Rock N’ Roll Heaven’s Helluva Band (I’m sure Ron is trading Mike Watt stories with D. Boon!)
James Williamson rejoining the Stooges
The Stooges finally making the Rock And Roll Hall of Fame (Next targets: The New York Dolls, Black Flag, and The Minutemen… and that’s a fucking vow and a promise from me!)
Lux Interior being transferred from the Cramps to Rock N’ Roll Heaven’s Helluva Band
Captain Beefheart succumbing to Multiple Sclerosis after several years… and the original version of Bat Chain Puller finally being released by the Zappa Family Trust a year later!
A Sex Pistols reunion
A Public Image Ltd. reunion
Malcolm McLaren, the former Sex Pistols “mis-manager” dying of cancer… followed by Johnny Rotten NOT singing “Celebration” or “Ding Dong The Witch Is Dead” (good on ya, Johnny…)
A fIREHOSE reunion (!!)
Seven books autographed by Henry Rollins
One book autographed by Sen. Arlen Specter
Three e-mails from Henry Rollins
Two e-mails from Jello Biafra
Three day trips to New York where I spent over $700 combined in one store (Virgin Megastore) alone
One day trip to New York where I didn’t spend any money in any record stores (Virgin Mega closed two years prior!)
Four visits to Apple Stores where I spent $0 (and wish I had been able to spend several times what I spent at Virgin)
One visit to an Apple Store where I finally bought something (my iPad!)
Six day trips to Philadelphia
Three day trips to Syracuse, NY
One Stooges concert
One Bon Jovi concert (goddamn motherfucking fuck!)
Two Flyleaf concerts
Two Evanescence concerts
Two Sick Puppies concerts
Two 3 Doors Down concerts (Which makes four times I’ve seen my fiancee’s favorite band, versus zero times I’ve seen my favorite band… that’s gotta be corrected quick-fast)
Two opening sets prior to 3DD by Hinder (Most boring band not named Nickelback or Daughtry, by a long shot)
Two Breaking Benjamin concerts (and unfortunately, although they played well as always, the sound at the second sucked! What was up with that, Ben?)
One Michael Angelo Batio personal appearance
One missed Puffy AmiYumi concert (goddamn motherfucking fuck!)
One missed Morning Musume concert (yes, that concert!!)
One missed Mike Watt & The Missingmen concert (which I made up for on April 2, 2011!)
Six 100-count spindles of CD-R’s
Two Palm Treo 680 smartphones
Three Blackberry smartphones (never again!)
One iPhone
Four SD cards
Three phonograph needles (I’ll be needing a fourth soon.)
Morning Musume CDs finally being released in the United States (until a certain “label” dropped the ball… REAL indie labels like Matador and Merge, the opportunity is now…)
Ten WordPress themes
Seven domain names (on top of the previously mentioned ones, there’s TGML’s URL, the one for the Meetan blog, and a second one for the Reina blog)
Two different Reina Tanaka/Robert Fripp header graphics at MotokoAoyama.com (Vee improved on the original)
Ai Kago finally making a comeback… then blowing it… then joining her fellow ex-W in the world of MILFdom.
One W album that’s gone the way of the original version of SMiLE
The original version of SMiLE going the opposite direction of W3: Faithful (and in a big way… five CDs PLUS double vinyl and two 45s? Got it!)
One Guns N’ Roses album finally being finished, handed in, and released!
Ace Frehley beating his ex-bandmates to record stores with new material… and not having to sell out to Wal-Mart to do it!
Four of the many Mike Watt-related albums that were recorded during this blog’s and its predecessor’s lifetime finally seeing release… and getting sneak previews of a couple of them from the man himself the day before hypenated-man came out!
Two animes with Reina Tanaka doing voice work
The return of most of my favorite O.G. MoMusus
Three knocked-up MoMusus
Two instances where I bitched about Nozomi Tsuji getting knocked up
Three instances where I remarked about what a lucky bastard Taiyo Sugiura is
Three snarky remarks made by me about Avril Lavgine
One snarky remark made by “Reina” about Jamie Lynn Spears
One snarky remark made by me to “Reina” about Beyonce Knowles
Countless snarky remarks about American Idle
More American Idle contestants losing their recording contracts
Five Reina Tanaka photobooks… and a sixth finally on the way!
Two tires
Three illnesses
Three NaNoWriMo wins
Three book projects (two simultaneous, one on hold)
One published short story (”The Man In The Hummer” in Deliver Us From Evil, available from Jaded Silence Press)
One novel coming out on my own book label next month!
All four versions of American Wota
All three versions of International Wota
No getting the Sunn O)))-themed IW 4.0
One nomination at the IntlWota Awards
The debut of IdolMinded
Two jokes stolen from Jeff Dunham
One joke stolen from Nothing Nice To Say
Three times I got under the skin of Tony Brummel at Victory Records… that I know of. (Might as well make it four: How does it feel to lose Silverstein AND Bayside on top of Hawthorne Heights and Atreyu, baldy? I hear Aiden’s next…)
Seven (or was it eight by now?) times my partner at My Sweet Meetan, Chris (CK) went to Japan
Reina Tanaka’s 18th birthday
Reina Tanaka’s 19th birthday
Reina Tanaka’s 20th birthday
Reina Tanaka’s 21st birthday
Reina Tanaka’s 22nd birthday
My 40th birthday… I stopped counting after that.
Mike Watt’s 50th birthday… and counting
Iggy Pop’s 60th birthday… and counting – face it, he’s one unstoppable motherfucker, for which we should all be grateful.
Several boxes of CD sleeves
Countless mouse and camera batteries
Five new electric guitars, all named after J-pop idols
Five effect pedals (two formerly owned by essential brother/up and coming guitar shredder/fellow MoMusu fan Maxxxwell Carlisle!)
Several packs of Ernie Ball Slinky guitar strings… and then I wised up late last year and switched to D’Addario .10′s, except for the Dean MAB3 I named after Erena Ono which will still get .09s!
A year and a half of experimentation with different kinds of guitar picks before I finally settled on 1.50mm Dunlop Tortex Sharps (heavy and pointy is best, it seems… – I could probably do a whole blog post on that subject!)
Countless VitaminWaters
Countless instances where I took to heart David Peel’s adage that “fuck” is not a dirty word
A year and a half of lost blog archives (Don’t trust your webhosting to anyone who stage-names himself “Vikki Stixx”… or for that matter your real estate matters)
Not enough trips to Starbucks or Sonic (yeah, N.E. PA got one of those in 2008!)
Two coffee pots
One K-Cup machine (about fucking time I got one of those… the aforementioned second coffee pot is now on reserve duty)
More money spent at CDJapan than at Gallery of Sound
Not as much money spent on vinyl since 2008, at least I don’t think so… but then again I’ve still taken that option whenever offered)
Virgin Megastore going out of business in 2009
Five Record Store Days (counting the forthcoming one this Saturday, which I’ll be honoring)
And one girlfriend, since upgraded to fiancée and then to wife on 6.26.10
My Blogs Aren’t the Only Thing Restarting…
I’ve had a lot happen in the past several weeks. As those of you that follow my Facebook account are aware, my mother landed in the emergency room the day before the Kickstarter campaign for my first book release, Resonant Blue, was set to conclude (successfully – the goal had been reached the Friday before). She was transferred to one of the best hospitals in the area, where she spent close to two weeks in a sedative-induced twilight zone – I put it that way because it wasn’t a coma – her brain and heart functions were fine, but her breathing had to be supported with a tube for a little while. Before the two weeks were up, the breathing tube was yanked (an earlier attempt had to be aborted when the doctors realized her throat was swollen, and they had to use steroids to lower the swelling before they tried again) and she was transferred to a private step-down room for the next six days, during which she was fitted for a pacemaker (while awake… OUCH!). The reason for all this trouble was because a few weeks beforehand, her now-former cardiologist had her sent to this very hospital’s Heart Hospital for some examination and was subsequently scheduled for delivery of a halter monitor so that they could monitor her heart’s functions. (I should note that back in February of 2003, she had to have a valve replacement, which up until the moment that landed her in the emergency room back on March 10, was the most tense health-related incident I had ever witnessed with her.) As part of the halter monitor procedure, they prescribed her two medicines, one of which proceeded to disagree with her kidneys not less than two weeks into a three-week monitoring period. Not fun. Thankfully, this major bump in the road was handled with a water pill (and, I presume, its injected/dripped equivalent during her time in ICU). As I write this, she’s been transferred to an accelerated rehab program at the same facility (she’s been there since last Thursday) where she first visited the emergency room back on March 10 – which is only less than five minutes from mine and my wife’s apartment – and she’s expected to be discharged and fully back on her feet before a week has passed. (There may also be cause for legal action against her now-former cardiologist, who was habitually and unnecessarily changing her regular heart meds for months before all of this shit happened.)
The whole time she was in ICU, my life consisted mainly of working more than I am usually expected to at my present day job (partly because my mother is also the store manager/bookkeeper there while I usually do a whole bunch of other administrative stuff and occasionally wait on customers), then heading home, dropping off my messenger bag and laptop at my apartment, and heading right back out the door with my wife to drive the 45 minutes from Hazleton to Wilkes-Barre, my wife at the wheel of her car and me with my iPad in hand either catching up with things or just taking my mind off of all the insanity as best as I can – often not getting anything to eat until after we’d visited for awhile. By last Monday or Tuesday, I was burnt as close to a fucking crisp as possible, and was wondering how soon I’d be landing in the hospital myself, either in a hospital room from exhaustion or in the Mariah Carey suite at the nearest mental ward. It wasn’t until the day after my mother had her pacemaker installed that I could stay home rather than have to do the drop bag/grab iPad/bail routine again.
Not surprisingly, this slowed quite a few things down – not just mine and my wife’s personal lives, but my blogging, getting everything ready for the people who participated in the crowdfunding campaign, and trying to get back into playing music live. By now, if all of this shit hadn’t happened, I was expecting to have already sent off the formatted manuscript (which I was in the middle of doing the final edit for on March 10th) and the final front cover with Chris Mendoza’s fine artwork to the printer, an e-book file to the people that are handling that format, ordered the T-shirts for those that pledged to get one with their book, and finished all the other premiums for people that wanted them. Fortunately, the night the crowdfunding campaign closed, I explained what had happened the night before and that things would be delayed a little bit. Now that the home stretch is here, I can start to resume my life all around.
Ray Mescallado’s retiring International Wota and starting Idolminded in its place gave me even more of an excuse to “restart” my blogging even while all this was going on, and I delibrately chose April 1st – which would have been the 54th birthday of the Minutemen’s D Boon – as the “restart” date, even though this finished blog post is getting posted after midnight on the 2nd – coincidentally a year after I last saw Mike Watt play live. (My own 5th blogging anniversary is coming on the 11th of this month, but honoring one of my much-missed heroes was a better target date for TGML’s relaunch.) I’m getting back on track with both the blogging and the prep for Resonant Blue‘s release and the pledge fulfillments, which leaves the last thing I mentioned… The getting back to playing music live.
As I mentioned back when I reviewed AKB48/BabyBlossom’s live performance of “Give Me Five” a while back, I’m a trained musician. For several months, on and off, I’ve been trawling Craiglist and local music giveaway papers in search of either a working band. A week before the medical incident with my mother, I had an audition for one of two guitar spots… and I’ll relate how all that went, and maybe a little more, tomorrow.
Returning to action soon…
Specifically, I’ll be back to regular blogging both here and at this blog’s sister site Music Is Like Oxygen on April 1st.
The last IW Cake Day
No pictures today. Instead, some words, since that’s where all good blog posts (and stories, and good books begin.
While I am sad to see IW itself cal it a day, I am excited for the next step that Brother Ray will be taking to keep the J-Pop (and K-pop) blogging community – the readers as well as the writers – in the loop and then some. Having been a part of all this since Ray was doing his blog roundups on Cult of Pop, I’m looking forward to see what he comes up with… and TGML and it’s two sister sites, Music is Like Oxygen and So Hot She Shits Fire, will be a part of that just like everyone else in the J-Blogosphere.
The only thing that sucks about the retirement of IW? No way for Ray to make good on his promise for a Sunn O)))-themed IW Version 4.0!
Update… We Were Hacked!
To make a long story short:
Friday afternoon, ex-Romeo Void singer Debora Iyall had discovered my overview of It’s a Condition at Music Is Like Oxygen and posted the link to it on her Facebook page. Since I’ve been Facebook friends with her for awhile and had participated in her Kickstarter campaign for her new EP, I knew about it because she had linked to my personal Facebook page in her status update about the post. I hadn’t told her about the post (I didn’t want to be spamming her page or whatnot) so I was happy that she had found it and was giving me props right back for giving her old band props.
For whatever reason (a bit of ego, maybe?), I went to click through the link on my iPhone (I was at dinner with my mother at the time) and found myself getting rerouted to a .ru page that was basically dead. What?
Thinking it was some odd Facebook quirk, once I got home I got on my computer and checked the link. Through Chrome, I got the same dead page. Through Firefox, I got a fake virus scan site that (thankfully) Norton had cockblocked before any damage could be done.
Yep – some fuckers — probably Russian hackers — had somehow gotten into the account that holds all of my music blogs (The Groove Music Life, Music Is Like Oxygen, my Reina Tanaka worship blog So Hot She Shits Fire) as well as the blog for Resonant Blue and a blog for a friend’s charitable work (Sounds For Scoliosis, a series of benefit shows in the Wilkes-Barre/Scranton area booked and promoted by my friend Lucia Peregrim). Going directly to the main sites was fine… but anyone clicking through a link from just about anywhere (Google, Bing, Facebook, whatever) was getting redirected to some Russian pecker’s malware festival instead – and making me look bad. So bad that one of Debora Iyall’s friend had gotten hit with that shit, forcing the link to be removed.
So, after a few phone calls to my hosting provider, here’s what happened – the hackers had gotten into a file called .htaccess that, in the case of these blogs, works within WordPress installations and makes sure whoever visits one of my blogs is seeing one of my blogs. The hackers had replaced it with their own version that, within its hardly-complicated code, tricks links from search engines and social networking sites into taking people’s browsers into the Russian assholes’s virus playground instead.
Thankfully, a little Google research – a few seconds worth, more than most Tea Party members do – turned up how to fix this shit, using only Notepad and an FTP program. But I had to do it for every WordPress installation on my account – a minor pain in the ass, but it had to be done. Now all links should be fine.
Now, I don’t know if this kind of thing can affect the “free” WordPress blogs hosted on their own server farm, but if you’re independently hosting your own WordPress blog elsewhere, here’s what you should do to make sure these hacker motherfuckers aren’t messing with your hard work. With your FTP program (like Filezilla), check the size of the .htaccess file on your server. If it’s a little more than 200 bytes, you’re fine. If it’s bigger than that – the hacker’s version was over three thousand bytes – delete it immediately, Google for “.htaccess wordpress” and you’ll find a proper code to get your blog back to normal. Boot up Notepad, cut and paste (or type it up) it exact, and use your FTP program to upload it to your server. Note that you can’t simply just upload the clean version over the dirtied one – some of their code in the dirtied one prevents that, so you have to delete just that file.
My apologies to anyone who had been affect by visiting one of my blogs – in fact, at the time of this writing there was still a malware alert for So Hot She Shits Fire, which I’ve already applied for a correction on with Google. (Right now a direct search in Google warns that the site might harm people’s computers, especially if they don’t have something like Norton installed.) Everything on all of my blogs should be safe.
So SNSD Made Their US Morning Show Debut This Morning…
I tend to loathe when a musical artist gets booked on what used to be Live with Regis and Kelly (previously Live with Regis and Kathie Lee). For one thing, when the show would start, one would have to suffer (or fast-forward if they recorded the show) through a babbling dialogue between Regis and Kelly (mostly pushed by Regis) that would take up at least 45 percent of the airtime. Secondly, musical artists tend to not get more than two minutes to pay a song, which is both jarring to the viewer and insulting to the artists. James Brown actually refused (and rightly so) to perform under such a ridiculous restriction and cancelled his appearance on the show at the last minute.
Girls Generation did a performance of “The Boys” on Live with Kelly this morning that I didn’t find out about until someone tweeted to me about it last night after my last post went up. I somewhat dreaded it because of how ridiculous the format of the show has been for decades, but I still set my DVR (and ended up watching it live anyway – thank god I have Wednesday mornings off). Regis is, thankfully gone (adios, you babbling idiot…), the monologue was thankfully shorter, and Girls Generation got off a relatively complete performance of “The Boys”, albeit one where there might have been one verse left out of the song (I didn’t replay the performance this time around). They did, however, perform over a backing track rather than use a live band like last night on The Late Show with David Letterman, which was a bit of a letdown.
They also got their first US TV interview courtesy of the show, with host Kelly Ripa being somewhat serious and guest co-host Howie Mandel being a slightly less obnoxious asshole than Regis Philbin. There could have been a bit more research and thought going into the questions asked of the band, but since the show was geared mainly toward a more general audience that is to be expected. The show’s producers also had a shot of the band’s tour bus and the crowd of hardcore Sone (at least one of them holding up a copy of the tin-packaged Korean edition of the new album) waiting outside, which was good because America got to see a crowd of discerning American pop fans who wouldn’t listen to thoughtless, overproduced, and undercomposed dreck like Katy Perry or Scotty McCreepy if you put a loaded pistol to their heads.
So, two for two as far as SNSD’s first two performances on American television go. Let’s see what happens from here (An album or EP with English versions of “Genie”, “Hoot”, and their other earlier hits would be a nice start…)
So SNSD Made Their American TV Debut Last Night…
…well, it’ll be last night when most of you will be reading this. As of this writing, Girls’ Generation’s network TV debut on The Late Show With David Letterman – pre-taped Tuesday afternoon – finished airing about ten minutes ago and I even re-ran it to watch a second time. Let’s get right to business:
PROS: Girls Generation and the session musicians backing them – a curious three-piece unit of keyboards, drums, and DJ – could have done a note-for-note performance of “The Boys”, but surprised me by switching up the arrangement a little bit, throwing in a new instrumental break that isn’t on the original recording in the process. Their vocals were live and not lipsynched, which was another plus (there were a few pre-recorded effected vocals running underneath the live mics – more on that in a moment – but those were there to help replicate the production of the original recording while SNSD sang live over them, not for them to mime to). They also handled their choreography well despite the relatively small amount of real estate on the stage floor they had to deal with (and even though Sunny, at least for a second or two, in danger of bumping her ass cheeks into Paul Schaffer’s keyboard stands).
CONS: Firstly, whoever David Letterman’s director is needs to be repeatedly pimpsmacked, as there were quite a few times when the cameras were focusing on members who weren’t singing. The vocal mix wasn’t 100% perfect as a few of the members seemed to have had their mic levels lower than the rest of the group, and at one point a pre-recorded effected vocal almost cancelled out one of the other members’s live vocal. And who said Regis Philbin (who had participated in a field-goal skit with Letterman and guest Bill Murray) could obnoxiously blow his referee’s whistle right after Girls Gen and their band stopped playing? Isn’t that old fart supposed to be completely retired from being on television?
So, that’s SNSD’s American TV debut in a nutshell. Are there going to be other TV performances to follow this one? Or are Interscope going to drop the ball and not push them any further this cycle, just like they unnecessarily delayed the American release of the album Girls Generation are supposed to be promoting for months after its original Korean release? Time will tell…
NEW MUSIC: JACK WHITE “Love Interruption”
Almost a year after the formal professional split of The White Stripes, Jack White is finally getting ready to unleash his first solo album Blunderbuss on April 24th, jointly released by Third Man and Columbia (the day before in the UK and EU – lucky bastards).
For now, Third Man are already taking pre-orders for the first single, “Love Interruption”, which will contain a non-LP B-side, and be released on vinyl on February 7th and through iTunes tonight at midnight. Tide yourself over in the meantime with this stream:
And since Record Store Day is happening before the album’s release, I’m sure Third Man are going to have something special coming out that day as well. After all, it was on RSD in 2009 when the first Third Man single, The Dead Weather’s “Hang You From The Heavens”, was released…
A Conversation With Brendan Canty (October 2001)
A little Googling had me come across this old interview with Fugazi’s Brendan Canty that I thought was lost forever until someone else had archived it. Since it’s my interview, I’m taking it back. This interview first appeared at the long-defunct website Project X and was conducted and posted days before the release of Fugazi’s final album The Argument. A few parts of this ended up missing anyway, but upon looking at this, most of it seems to have survived. With Fugazi recently opening their live show archive for download at the Dischord website, this seems like a good time to repost this.
Upon learning that Fugazi were about to release a new album, The Argument and a related EP, Furniture, this fall as well as reissue Instrument on DVD (yay!) with bonus footage, I contacted Dischord Records by e-mail. That was mid-August. By late September, Guy Piccotto, one of the band’s two guitarist/frontmen, initially replied that an interview might not be possible with everything that was going on both in the band and in D.C. in general. Being a more understanding journalist, I told Guy in my reply, “No problem — let me know when anyone’s free.” Last Monday, Guy said Brendan was available and passed on his e-mail address.
Fugazi. The name was found by vocalist/guitarist Ian MacKaye (co-founder of Dischord Records and lead singer of the influential early 80′s punk quartet Minor Threat) in a book about Vietnam, a slang term which is actually an acronym for “F’ed up, got ambushed, zipped in.” Their music shed’s punk past in favor of meshing such disparate influences as reggae, funk, go-go and hard rock. MacKaye and the band’s other vocalist/guitarist, Guy Piccotto [pronounced "ghee"], are probably the two most distinctive vocalists in rock today — MacKaye’s Joe Cocker-influenced “melodic shouting” style (honed during the three years that Minor Threat existed and refined with various side projects between 1984 and Fugazi’s formation in 1987), and Piccotto’s one-of-a-kind, full of raw emotion vocalisations. Ian and Guy’s guitar styles — thick powerchording and searing lead lines eminating from either or both guitarists at the same time — stand out in a sea of tenth-generation Ramones/Dickies/Buzzcocks/Descendants copycats and detuned unwashed KornSmackParkVayne slackers to this day, while bassist Joe Lally and drummer Brendan Canty anchor the whole thing.
When the group formed in 1987, MacKaye had taken some time off from performing after the relative failure of his post-Minor Threat group Embrace, while Piccotto and Canty had been in an abortative punk band called Insurrection (the only existing copy of their demo, produced by MacKaye, sits in MacKaye’s archives) and another brilliant but short lived Dischord group, Rites Of Spring, that recorded one album and one 7″ EP in the mid-eighties before dispanding. That lineup reformed under a different name, Happy Go Licky, and played live for a similar amount of time (a CD of live recordings was released posthumously). When Happy Go Licky was starting to dissolve, MacKaye invited Canty and Joe Lally, fresh off of having roadied for yet another Dischord group, for some preliminary rehearsals. By the group’s second live show, Piccotto, who had been hanging out at Fugazi rehearsals anyway, became first backing vocalist/roadie, then a full member of the band. For their first tours as a band (since he wouldn’t pick his own guitar back up until the group began writing their third record Repeater — the first full album after two 12″ EP’s), Piccotto would throw himself all over the stage, jumping or hanging off of anything he could at any given second, be it Ian’s amplifier, Brendan’s drums, or even — as documented on a video tape of an early Philadelphia show shot in a school gymnasium — upside down from the rim of a basketball hoop.
A band policy established by the group on one of those early tours still stands to this day: They only charge ten dollars for CD’s, still press records and charge eight dollars for those (a policy which has stood for everything that has ever been released by Dischord), and only play all-age venues that will charge $5 at the door (except in LA where promoters there won’t go lower than six). There’s never a set list, and only a few songs out of their entire repritoire that they don’t ever do live. Onstage, MacKaye and Piccotto will be just as active physically as they are musically. They’ll stop the show if there’s a disturbance caused by an audience member, drag the offender onstage and encourage him to apologize over the mic. (If that doesn’t work, they’ll hand him his five bucks back and show him the door.) In their hometown of Washington, D.C., they’ll only play benefit shows. They won’t do interviews with any magazine they themselves wouldn’t read. It’s a description of them that’s prefaced pretty much every article that’s ever been written about them, but like the band itself — and probably because of it — it’s endured.
For the past few years, Fugazi have had the luxury of taking it easy. After promoting their seventh release End Hits, the group reduced their touring schedule in order to complete work on the documentary Instrument, a very well made two-hour retrospective of the group’s first ten years together, as seen on video footage ranging from early super 8 and camcorder live footage — including that clip of Guy singing “Glue Man” upside down from that basketball hoop — to rare TV interviews, footage of the band recording their 1995 album Red Medicine, and more recent 16mm footage of the band in performance shot especially for the film. While the group finished the final film and compiled rare demos and instrumental tracks for Instrument’s soundtrack, Brendan and his wife had their first child. He now has two kids, while Joe Lally’s wife just had her first child this past summer.
This was an interview I wanted to get right after I finished off the Mike Watt interview this past August. Upon learning that Fugazi were about to release a new album, The Argument and a related EP, Furniture, this fall as well as reissue Instrument on DVD (yay!) with bonus footage, I contacted Dischord Records by e-mail. That was mid-August. By late September, Guy initially replied that an interview might not be possible with everything that was going on both in the band and in D.C. in general. Being a more understanding journalist, I told Guy in my reply, “No problem — let me know when anyone’s free.” Last Monday, Guy said Brendan was available and passed on his e-mail address. I e-mailed Brendan and two days later at the initally appointed time, I called him.
“You know what?” Brendan said, “My youngest son son is having a hard time going to sleep. Is it possible that you could call me back in about a half an hour?” It was possible, so I said no problem, thought of a few extra questions to ask in the meantime, and rang Brendan. What follows is one of the most enjoyable things I’ve ever done to date. There were literally a lot of laughs in the close to an hour we spent on the phone, as the transcription will reveal over the next couple of days… [Note: The transcription had originally been spread out at Project X by its editor over the course of a week.]
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INCOMING REISSUE: LITTLE RICHARD “Here’s Little Richard”
Concord Music Group has a new reissue of Little Richard’s first album, Here’s Little Richard, remastered, expanded with two demos and (pending the proper rights clearances) an interview with Specialty Records head Art Rupe, and enhanced with two videos he did for a screen test for the movie The Girl Can’t Help It, and ready for release on April 17th. I’ve already heard an advance CDR of the reissue, and it’s the best sound I’ve ever heard on these classic tracks – but the review won’t be up until the day the CD is released, and then over at our sister site Music Is Like Oxygen. In the meantime, here’s the man himself with the song that started it all:
