Showing posts with label mothra. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mothra. Show all posts
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Go Back to the Gold Soundz
Hey hey everyone. Mothra is back from his pottery odyssey (and has been for over a month now) and we're rocking full steam again. The last few shows have been unbelievable - the wittiest of banter, the choicest of song selections, the deadest of air. If you are unable to tune in live, you can check out the good times by clicking on the show titles to the right. Mothra just added a new one, the epic battle of baritones vs. sopranos. Who will win - Barry White or Frankie Valli? Tune in to find out.
Monday, May 5, 2008
My Three Thoughts
1. Mothra is officially back in town. It feels like half a year since we did a show together and I'm horribly excited to have him back in town and back in the studio. Gamera Jr. has been wonderful as a copilot and it's fun to do a self indulgent noisefest now and then but I'm ready to get back the theme shows and the theme song which I can't bring myself to play when he's away. This Sunday the fierce battles resume.
2. I'm falling in love with Les Savy Fav lately, partially for their unhinged frontman Tim Harrington but mostly because they are carrying the torch for bands like Candy Machine and Fugazi. Tim is famous for accosting the audience at every Les Savy Fav show. He attacked Mothra a few months ago when we saw them in Northampton. We stood close to the stage filled equally with excitement and pure dread as he launched himself into the crowd repeatedly. Mothra held his own pretty well as Tim put his arms through Mothra's jacket and forced him tight against his body. I was amazed at how well Tim was able to still sing with Mothra's hands inside of his mouth. There's a fantastic interview on Pitchfork today with Mr. Harrington. Here's my favorite exchange from the article:
Pitchfork: Have you ever regretted anything you've done on stage?
TH: Obviously, anytime I've fallen. Sometimes I fall hard on my coccyx. I've regretted that...you mean like, ashamed?
Pitchfork: Yeah, maybe. Like waking up the next day and thinking, "maybe I shouldn't have fed that kid my hair," something like that?
TH: No, it all seems like it's OK.
3. We don't get too many visitors here at Battle for the Earth (tell your friends) but I do like to know who is stopping by which is why we installed a site meter. We have some regular readers and many strangers who stumble across here due to various search terms. Lately, strangers worldwide have found us by searching Google for pictures of Guanabana fruits. None of these people stays for very long as I'm sure they're disappointed to come across long, rambling music notes instead of recipes for that delicious treat. On May 1, someone visited us using a search I found very curious. Here is the Google search someone typed in: "the hangovers - all dolled up." This shocked me and made me curious. Looking at the site meter closer, I discovered this user was in Durham, NC. They stayed for 0 seconds but I'm left to wonder who this could have been. The Hangovers was the name of a home recording project of a friend of a friend named Jack Watson and I'm pretty sure he recorded these songs while living in Durham. Jack's been in several bands (Raygun Theatre, The Diplomats) but as far as I know he only recorded two songs under the Hangovers moniker: "All Dolled Up" and "Now She's Coming Out." Who is this mystery person looking up the Hangovers? I'm so intrigued.
2. I'm falling in love with Les Savy Fav lately, partially for their unhinged frontman Tim Harrington but mostly because they are carrying the torch for bands like Candy Machine and Fugazi. Tim is famous for accosting the audience at every Les Savy Fav show. He attacked Mothra a few months ago when we saw them in Northampton. We stood close to the stage filled equally with excitement and pure dread as he launched himself into the crowd repeatedly. Mothra held his own pretty well as Tim put his arms through Mothra's jacket and forced him tight against his body. I was amazed at how well Tim was able to still sing with Mothra's hands inside of his mouth. There's a fantastic interview on Pitchfork today with Mr. Harrington. Here's my favorite exchange from the article:
Pitchfork: Have you ever regretted anything you've done on stage?
TH: Obviously, anytime I've fallen. Sometimes I fall hard on my coccyx. I've regretted that...you mean like, ashamed?
Pitchfork: Yeah, maybe. Like waking up the next day and thinking, "maybe I shouldn't have fed that kid my hair," something like that?
TH: No, it all seems like it's OK.
3. We don't get too many visitors here at Battle for the Earth (tell your friends) but I do like to know who is stopping by which is why we installed a site meter. We have some regular readers and many strangers who stumble across here due to various search terms. Lately, strangers worldwide have found us by searching Google for pictures of Guanabana fruits. None of these people stays for very long as I'm sure they're disappointed to come across long, rambling music notes instead of recipes for that delicious treat. On May 1, someone visited us using a search I found very curious. Here is the Google search someone typed in: "the hangovers - all dolled up." This shocked me and made me curious. Looking at the site meter closer, I discovered this user was in Durham, NC. They stayed for 0 seconds but I'm left to wonder who this could have been. The Hangovers was the name of a home recording project of a friend of a friend named Jack Watson and I'm pretty sure he recorded these songs while living in Durham. Jack's been in several bands (Raygun Theatre, The Diplomats) but as far as I know he only recorded two songs under the Hangovers moniker: "All Dolled Up" and "Now She's Coming Out." Who is this mystery person looking up the Hangovers? I'm so intrigued.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
A Call For Help
So, I was listening Sunday night's show at work today (narcissist? not really, just bored with the online radio that we listen to, but it is fun to actually hear the show which I don't really get to do on account of cueing song and logging entries to the blog) and the one thing that jumped out at me was my over-abundant use of the word 'fantastic'. It was, "oh, this album is fantastic" or "man the lead guitar in that song is just fantastic." What the hell is happening to me? My vocabulary is diminishing into a hodge podge of phrases and words that I don't even like.
So, I'm asking you to help we with this problem. Give me suggestions for better adjectives that I can use on the radio. I kinda like 'wicked awesome' on an ironic level, but I don't want to get stuck in that rut. So comment to this post and help ole' Mothra out. I'll even give you an on-air shout out like, "The production on that Shins number is the cat's meow - adjective brought to you by *your name here*"
Thank you all in advance.
Here is a video that always amazes me because it was made when rock videos reigned supreme, but it is so damn lazy, but friggin' awesome at the same time. Enjoy:
So, I'm asking you to help we with this problem. Give me suggestions for better adjectives that I can use on the radio. I kinda like 'wicked awesome' on an ironic level, but I don't want to get stuck in that rut. So comment to this post and help ole' Mothra out. I'll even give you an on-air shout out like, "The production on that Shins number is the cat's meow - adjective brought to you by *your name here*"
Thank you all in advance.
Here is a video that always amazes me because it was made when rock videos reigned supreme, but it is so damn lazy, but friggin' awesome at the same time. Enjoy:
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