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Music Reviews

Screaming Females - Castle Talk
»Screaming Females
Castle Talk
Don Giovanni
Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross - The Social Network [Original Soundtrack]
»Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross
The Social Network [Original Soundtrack]
The Null Corporation
Deerhunter - Halcyon Digest
Halcyon Digest
No Age - Everything in Between
»No Age
Everything in Between
Sub Pop
Robyn - Body Talk Pt. 1/ Body Talk Pt. 2
Body Talk Pt. 1/ Body Talk Pt. 2
The Walkmen - Lisbon
»The Walkmen
Fat Possum
The Radiators
Dreaming Out Loud

Rating: 5/10 ?

September 20, 2006
It'd be great to be able to say that everything about New Orleans - save of course for the disproportionate ratio of real opportunity for honkies as opposed to anyone else - is endearing and wonderful, but being a product of human invention, it isn't. Just like everywhere else, in N'walins there are loathsome, unenlightening blues hackers banging around the same old clubs, having stuck around past their primes . as in way past their primes, as in could someone get these undie stains off the stage already, because Generation Ringtone would have little use for the real Gary US Bonds, let alone a set of Gary US Bonds Mini-Mes who kind of smell like ass.

Picked up and summarily kicked to the curb by Sony at one point during their 28 years of bloozing, New Orleans' The Radiators will blend right in should the cynics prove right about any future de-colorization of the city. For millennia now they've worked on creating a meme that makes them out to be as New Orleans as The Nevilles, but when indiscriminately parsed they're a local-hero blues band stirring a prison-cafeteria glop of Springsteen, the Dead and the Allmans, their singer (Ed Volker, who bends it like Darius Rucker after battling a case of Michelob Lite to a tie) almost but not quite able to get their Mardi Gras float unstuck from its local-hero mud.

The real fun with a band like this is pitting it against your own hometown troupe of decrepit stage-hogging fossils whose Glory Days were overshadowed by the Iran hostage crisis (around New Hampshire, that would be the band Truffle). Were it only the case that such disputes warranted newsworthiness, although "Wrestling With the Angel" does steal the verse from the Police's "Walking In Your Footsteps," causing irony-meters to overheat worldwide.

The problem here is much deeper and can't be resolved through a casual flaming of this week's Stevie Ray Vaughn never-wases. See, guys like this get a new crop of college kids every year dancing to their nonsense, and it makes them feel useful in some twisted way. You know you've got a local band doing the same crap, and they've been doing it since your dad was buying Trojans. Enough is enough.

I want you to get up, turn off your TVs and video games, turn them off now, right now, and go buy an instrument, any instrument, and hook up with a bunch of freaks willing to make mindless cacophony. Practice as a group once to learn the fine points of no-wave, then make a beeline for your local clubowner. Tell him your band is better than the Truffle Bluez Monkeyz or whatever they call themselves and offer him a rate that he can't refuse. During the gig, tell the crowd that you are in reality the Truffle Bluez Monkeyz or whatever they call themselves and ruin their name once and for all.

You'd be a help, you see. Some folks need to hit bottom before they can see clear to take those McDonalds jobs, and someone's got to make the damn hamburgers.

Reviewed by Eric Saeger
An LAS staff writer based in New Hampshire, Eric Saeger was named alt.flame\'s Newbie of the Year in 2000.

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