Showing posts with label Samuel James. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Samuel James. Show all posts

27.1.09

New Posts Elsewhere!

Hey hey hey.

I invite y'all to check out my recently updated grungynoir blog.

Also, Nick and I have started a Portland based music/video project. The slash in that phrase is important, any sucker can make music videos. We're trying something (slightly) different.

Ben, it might resonate with you. ...once we get the videos up.

But we've decided to ape some other projects except give it direct focus. Nick and I are working on a project called [dog] and [pony] and we film local acts in their practice spaces.

We will be doing other things to bring in money, as well.

And now at work they've got me editing as well. Which is OK. I get more time to write and such. You can find a post on Dead End Armory at that link. There'll be a post on Highway Jackson on that page tomorrow and another on Sam James by maybe Friday.

There's also a chance I'll write something on D. Gross. You won't see video of that until we reshoot it, though.

So... yeah. Go check out other crap I've been doing.

17.11.08

Dewey's Thruway

So, this one is for all my homies who had to drive across upstate New York for four years.

The comic in question is Octopus Pie. I've tried to get into it before and failed. This time, however, it seems to have stuck and I'm quite digging it.

Also, at the recommendation of a dude who plays at Blue every now and again, Craig Mathieson, I have scoped out The Bowerbirds. Now it is I who will do the recommending.

And last week was a cool week at Blue. I went on Thursday as I normally do - generally because Sam James is playing - and saw a different act. Jesse Ray Carter. I was the only person there, apart from his lady and the owners. We chatted after his set and I found out that he was trained by none other than John Hammond! How sweet is that?

So, all of that stuff is cool.

Then the next day was Death Match VIII. Death Matches are always Sam James versus Meantone. They play to the death. I only made it for two songs, but Mr. Carter was there and pointed me out, so I got a wave out of Meantone. I'm looking forward to the next one.

So that's more cool stuff.

Yes!

11.3.08

Some sort of an update

A couple important things that've happened recently:

I went and saw an awesome revival blues show on Sunday night. Samuel James hosted a pre-release party for his upcoming album at Space Gallery. He had a host of awesome guests. Every other song he had a new person come up on stage with him. I had no idea the revival blues scene was so huge. His guests included his father, area artist Meantone, Moses Atwood and Papa James, father of the featured musician. The song with Meantone started as a collaboration and ended as an uproarious Blues War. They were running around the stage, slamming on their resonators, switching guitars/banjos and hats even! There was also a show stealing Musical Saw player. There was one other guy he played with who was highly energetic. Belting out the song with everything he had in him, stomping furiously the whole song. Unfortunately, I have no idea what his name was.

But it was great.

And at the end of the show everyone who had been a guest got up for one last singalongy song. The whole night was pretty wonderful.

It would entirely behoove you to check out any of those named artists. I just couldn't be bothered to link to them.

And yesterday we fixed the washing machine. When we opened up the beast in the basement, we uncovered three of my socks and no one else's. And one of those socks was the one causing the problem and blocking the pump. It was pretty easy to fix but sort of a bitch to dis- and re- assemble.

Anyway, good times.