The Big Nowhere: Pull Down the Moon

Good morning, NTSIBbers. Some of you may recognize today’s band from their recent appearance at Couch by CouchWest, but for those of you that don’t, please meet The Big Nowhere, from Glasgow, Scotland.

Their line-up is still evolving, but the music I’m bring you today is the work of Simon Sinclair (Vocals, Guitar, Slide Guitar, Organ, Percussion, Melodica, Saxophone), Billy Crowe (Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Harmonica, Banjolin, Lap Steel), Joe Keegan (Piano, Organ) and Peter Morgan (Drums).

Together they make music that sounds like it belongs somewhere (or some-when) a little bit wilder than now; some place and time where people are just starting to build dance-halls on the frontier.

The song that hooked my attention was, as it happened, the first song on the record: Some Kind of Sickness. Something about the tune was familiar, but I couldn’t quite work out what it was – something about the melody, maybe. I found myself humming it at odd moments, trying to figure it out. The penny finally dropped one afternoon when I was listening to it on the uptown 4 train, and both humming along and playing the drums on my knee.

See if you can work it out:

 

(The answer is: It’s built on the frame of an old Appalachian ballad called On Top Of Old Smok(e)y, the first recording of which is lost in the mists of time; the one the link uses the arrangement created by Pete Seegar in 1951. Burl Ives and Bing Crosby sang a duet version, and Hank Williams Sr. covered it as well. And that’s not even getting into the many parodies, starting with On Top Of Spaghetti, recorded by Tom Glazer in 1963.)
 
Also fun to sing along to is (Why Won’t You) Make My Telephone Ring:


 
and my personal favorite, Untitled Song Regarding the Dangers Of Making Faustian Pacts (short form: Untitled Satan Song):


 
Also worthy of note is the three-part super-creepy murder-ballad song series called “Hansen’s Trailer Park Suite”: Johnny Walker Red, My Name is Bob Willis and Song for Suzannah. This is one of the few times I will say this, but, be sure to listen to them all together and in order, or else the story doesn’t quite make sense. There’s a full explanation here, which I encourage you to read; meanwhile, I’ll start you off with the first one:
 

 

And now, on a somewhat lighter note, I give you two videos. The first one for a song called Junk Band, and is from their Christmas in the Gutter EP. I love it because it approximately what would happen if someone had made Twin Peaks as a silent movie.

It has many of my favorite things, for example: a moody black and white color scheme! title cards! a man in a bowler hat! Magic tricks! Shadow dinosaurs! I could say more but that is my allotment of exclamation points for this post!
 

The Big Nowhere - Junk Band (official video)

 
And finally their CXCW 2012 performance of No-one Here But Ghosts, new and as-yet-unreleased:

The Big Nowhere - No-one Here But Ghosts (Couch by Couchwest 2012)

A Good Read, A Good Listen, and a Good Drink: Field Report

 

It’s a simple yet sublime pleasure, and just thinking about it can make you feel a little calmer, a little more content. Imagine: You bring out one of the good rocks glasses (or your favorite mug or a special occasion tea cup) and pour a couple fingers of amber liquid (or something dark and strong or just some whole milk). You drop the needle on the jazz platter (or pull up a blues album on your mp3 player or dig out that mixtape from college). Ensconcing yourself in the coziest seat in the house, you crack the spine on a classic (or find your place in that sci-fi paperback or pull up a biography on your e-book reader). And then, you go away for a while. Ah, bliss.

In this series, some of NTSIB’s friends share beloved albums, books and drinks to recommend or inspire.


Though his expression in the above photo borders on psychotic, Christopher Porterfield – singer/guitarist/songwriter of Field Report – is an exceedingly nice person. And though his hair can break laws of physics at times, he appears utterly normal, friendly, well-adjusted. So connecting this kind, seemingly unaffected person to his heartbreaking, gut-wrenching songs can be a fascinating but slightly mystifying exercise.

If you’ve been reading NTSIB for a while “Fergus Falls” may strike a familiar chord. It was originally recorded in an earlier incarnation of Field Report known as Conrad Plymouth (the moniker, CP says, outlived its usefulness). Field Report launched themselves officially at SXSW this year (and had Adam Duritz – yes, that one – stumbling all over himself trying to find the right words to describe the power of Field Report’s music) and is going great guns out of the gate, supporting Megafaun on their current tour. So, we’re very pleased that CP could take a little time before hitting the road to contribute to our series.

 

Fergus Falls by fieldreport

 

Good Read:
Will You Please Be Quiet, Please? (Raymond Carver)
I had a ponytailed, Kangoled chainsmoking freshman English professor
who turned me on to Carver via showing Robert Altman’s Shortcuts
during our night class to pass the time. I was into it. He lent me his
copy of Where I’m Calling From; I returned it the next class, having
purchased my own.
I kept it with me whenever I traveled- I always bring a Carver
anthology and whatever else I’m reading. In a very Carver moment, I
ended up puking on my copy of Where I’m Calling From. Now I carry the
earlier collection Will You Please Be Quiet, Please?. I think it might be
more Ray and less Gordon Lish (his controversial editor). All flaws
and holes and love and struggle, and the beauty within the negative
space.

Good Listen:
Klamath (Mark Eitzel)
A heartbreaking work of isolation by former American Music Club
frontman/criminally under-appreciated singer, writer, arranger Mark
Eitzel. It’s all synth and vibes and wood and strings and whispered
croon and brilliant turns of phrase and ache.
Independently released in 2009, I don’t know where you can buy it
anymore. I think he burned 500 copies. If you can’t find Klamath,
“Invisible Man” or “60 Silver Lining” are great places to start.

 

 

Good Drink:
Old Thompson, by the pint.
From the liquor store by my house, you can get a pint of this blended
“whisky” for under $4. It fits in a pocket, and is weirdly best served
when warmed by body heat. It sounds terrible, but I’ve converted a few
people over the years. The second sip is smoother than the first. And
a pint is just enough to put a Gaussian blur on the world but not
enough to get you sick.

 

I Am Not Waiting Anymore by fieldreport

 

Field Report and Megafaun tour dates

03/27/12 – Denver, CO @ Hi-Dive
03/28/12 – Salt Lake City, UT @ Kilby Court
03/30/12 – Seattle, WA @ Tractor Tavern
03/31/12 – Portland, OR @ Doug Fir
04/03/12 – San Francisco, CA @ Cafe Du Nord
04/04/12 – Santa Cruz, CA @ The Crepe Place
04/05/12 – Los Angeles, CA @ Bootleg Theater
04/06/12 – Tempe, AZ @ The Sail Inn
04/08/12 – Santa Fe, NM @ Sol Santa Fe
04/10/12 – Austin, TX @ Mohawk
04/12/12 – Birmingham, AL @ Bottletree
04/14/12 – Saxapahaw, NC @ Haw River Ballroom

 

Field Report Official Website

Field Report @ Twitter

Phantom Tails: New Video and Tour Dates

The doom funk meisters of Minneapolis have produced a new, fantastical video for “Young Rapture” from their latest release The Armageddon Experience. It’s a little Labyrinth-y, a little MirrorMask-y, a little Mummenschanz-y.

 

 

Phantom Tails are also on the road starting next month.

April 6 @ Franks Power Plant- Milwaukee, WI w/ Terrible Awkward & Temple

April 7 @ TBA- Chicago, IL w/ Vamos & Made by Man

April 10 @ Silk City- Philadelphia, PA w/TBA

Aplil 11 @ Party Xpo 929- Brooklyn, NY w/TBA

April 12 @ Trash bar- Brooklyn, NY w/ Marvin Berry and the New Sound & Cult Fever

April 13 @ Springfest- Clemson, SC w/ Megafaun, Moon Taxi, Mr. Invisible & more

April 14 @ Flatiron- Greensboro, NC w/ Fort Wilson Riot & The Old One-Two

April 15 @ TBA- Atlanta, GA

April 16 @ TBA- Nashville, TN

April 17 @ The Melody Inn- Indianapolis, IN w/TBA

April 21 @ Kitty Kat Club- Minneapolis, MN w/ Dial-up, Buffalo Moon, Slapping Purses

May 25 @ Amsterdam- St. Paul, MN w/Red Daughters & The Goondas

June 9 @ Franconia sculpture garden

 

Phantom Tails @ Bandcamp

Phantom Tails @ Facebook

Phantom Tails @ Twitter

Y’all Need to Listen to This: Dead Queen and the River

In their eponymous album Dead Queen and the River, international men of mystery with roots in Virginia, combine American folk music with a Serbian brass band – the Dejan Lazarevic Orkestar – to magnificent effect.

It’s bluegrass, but it’s bluegrass where fast-picking dances a fascinating, complex and delicate ballet with, among other things, the cheerful oompah-oompah of a tuba.

The following are some of my favorites from the record:


 


 
And then some video, so you can see them rocking out live:
 

Dead Queen and the River - Here and there LIVE

 

Dead Queen and the River : the port

 
Bonus video: Dejan Lazarevic Orkestar performing on their own:
 
Dejan Lazarević Orkestar Guča 2008. GAS-GAS

Birthday Letter

Dear 17,

Hey, girl.

I know you’re super busy right now, with school and swimming and whatever it is your doing there at the dining room table – you’ve just informed your mother you don’t have room in your schedule for a birthday this week, can it happen next Tuesday? – but there’s some things you should know.

1) You’re right to be worried about Kurt Cobain.

2) You’re also right to have faith in Axl Rose. He’ll put that record out. It will require a double dog dare from Dr. Pepper and it won’t be great, but it won’t be terrible, either.

3) You will get to see Whitesnake one day. It’ll be in a tiny club and it will be amazing.

4) And Bon Jovi and Mötley Crüe, too. More than once! Not in tiny clubs, but the shows will still be pretty great.

5) You’ll love other bands. That first one you will fall for inexplicably – the first time you see them, they’ll be playing Beatles-y music, wearing a lot of beige and will have four tattoos between them, which is (still) SO not your thing – but somehow, you cannot resist.

6) By the way, that photography class you sulked through last semester? That really comes in handy later. You could maybe have done another semester of that, rather than taking weightlifting.

7) You are about to have tremendous adventures. Some good, some bad, several involving trains. But twenty years down the line, the regrets you have will not be for the path that you chose.

8) This song will resonate, too:
 

Gretchen Peters "Hello Cruel World" for Couch by Couchwest 2012

 
I’m not going to tell you anything else because it will ruin the surprise(s). Enjoy your cake next week, because it’s going to be delicious.

Love,

Thirty-Seven

Video Grab Bag: The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem

The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem: Because their records were the ones I neatly extracted from my parents’ collection and played as often as I could.

The Clancys came from Tipperary, Tommy Makem from Armagh, and they started creating a Irish traditional music sensation in America in the 1960s. I was lucky enough to see an incarnation of the band – there were several line-up changes over the years – in the late ’80s in DC, and I brought one of my carefully hoarded records for them to sign. (Which they did, with great ceremony, and perhaps some amusement, but definitely with courtly kindness towards a gawky not-quite teenager.) And as I remember, their voices were as sweet and true as ever.

Time has taken its toll, and as of 2009, they have all passed on. But they are still my favorite, for ever and always.

To add the Clancys and/or Mr. Makem to your own record collection, you can go Amazon and also to eMusic . The latter has Hearty & Hellish! which was the record that I probably listened to the most.

In the meantime, I hope you enjoy these videos.

 
http://youtu.be/jpjWCSL-utI

 

Rising of the Moon-Clancy Brothers & Tommy Makem 6/11

 

Brennan On The Moor - Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem

 
http://youtu.be/ONAuo51pTHY

 

Will Ye Go Lassie Go - The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem

 
Clancy brothers and Tommy Makem - Whiskey, you`re the devil

Postcards from the Pit: The Saw Doctors / Iridesense, Irving Plaza, 3/10/2012

The first time I saw the The Saw Doctors is a little bit lost in the mists of time. It was probably around 1996; I have the feeling they were at Glasgow’s annual Celtic Connections festival that year and when I said “The Saw who?” my friends made outraged noises and took steps to address my ignorance.

What I do remember is combing the racks in Tower Records to find their CD – under rock, not “traditional” or “world”, because they were and are a rock band – and the second time I saw them, a wild evening a a club in DC called the Black Cat, which for me ended in leaving while the pit was still jumping in order to make a mad dash down 14th street and get on the train before the Metro shut for the evening.

This past Saturday night at Irving Plaza, though, I was able to stay until the joyful end.

I don’t really have any complicated thoughts here. Iridesense (sic) were the openers; in my estimation they got all the way to “not a terrible way to spend half an hour”, but did not really turn my crank.

When they were finished, The Saw Doctors came out and rocked it, and the room sang along at the top of their (our) lungs. They played pretty much all of my favorites – to the point that typing them all out would basically be recreating the set list – but special highlights were a sweeping, soaring Clare Island, a fancy doo-wop version of Red Cortina, and a raucous Hay Wrap.

That last one was especially sweet, partially because they seamlessly meshed a verse or two of Blitzkreig Bop into the middle, and partially because they did a short Monkees walk towards the end.

Without further waffle, here are some pictures from the show:

IMG_5387Davy Carton (left) putting the “K” in Tommy K, with Leo Moran (right).

 

IMG_5398Davy Carton again, with Kevin Duffy on keys in the background.

 

IMG_5411Leo Moran, this time without a mic in his face!

 

IMG_5418Leo Moran getting ready to start Clare Island.

 
Y’all, Clare Island is just such a beautiful song. I really do listen to it practically every day. If I could persuade you to buy just one Saw Doctors song, it would be that one. If I could talk you into two, or maybe three, I’d add N17 and Useta Love Her, or, if you have need of an anniversary song, Still the Only One.

Though really I think you should just get a-hold of as many of their records as you can, because all of their songs are good.

Anyway. Back to the pictures!
 

IMG_5438And also to Clare Island, with a shot of Anthony Thistlethwaite’s saxophone solo.

 

IMG_5441The whole band during the doo-wop Red Cortina.

 

IMG_5444Rickie O’Neill their (new!) drummer and Anthony Thistlethwaite during Red Cortina.

 

IMG_5458And in conclusion, Kevin Duffy when he came out to play guitar during Hay Wrap.

A Good Read, a Good Listen, and a Good Drink: The Parlor Soldiers

 

It’s a simple yet sublime pleasure, and just thinking about it can make you feel a little calmer, a little more content. Imagine: You bring out one of the good rocks glasses (or your favorite mug or a special occasion tea cup) and pour a couple fingers of amber liquid (or something dark and strong or just some whole milk). You drop the needle on the jazz platter (or pull up a blues album on your mp3 player or dig out that mixtape from college). Ensconcing yourself in the coziest seat in the house, you crack the spine on a classic (or find your place in that sci-fi paperback or pull up a biography on your e-book reader). And then, you go away for a while. Ah, bliss.

In this series, some of NTSIB’s friends share beloved albums, books and drinks to recommend or inspire.


The Parlor Soldiers’ album When the Dust Settles – with some songs that play like a wink, some that play like a punch, with all sorts of intriguing stories in between – has been one of the first real delights of 2012 for me. (If you haven’t yet, visit their Bandcamp site and be charmed by the album yourself. And check out their tour dates! The more shows you attend, the greater chance I have of seeing them up north sometime.) So, I’m very happy to have Alex, Karen and Dan participate in our series.

 

 

Alex Culbreth – Book: Post Office by Charles Bukowski (very funny novel from one of my favorite writers)

Album: John Prine (no album in particular, he’s a great songwriter and there’s lots to learn from him)

Drink: Gin & Tonic (because I love me some old man drinks!)

 

Karen Jonas – Book: Go Dog, Go – I used to read real books but now I have babies at home.

Album: Gillian Welch, The Harrow & The Harvest – I’ve been listening to this one for a few months, such great americana imagery.

Drink: Water with no ice – though the boys are always trying to get me to drink something else

 

Dan Dutton – Book: The Monkey Wrench Gang by Edward Abbey; as the author says “enjoy, shipmates, enjoy

Album: 40 oz. to Freedom by Sublime because Eric can’t sing either.

Drink: Unearthly from Southern Tier Brewery because it brought me back to good beer.

 

The Parlor Soldiers – “Shallow Grave”

 

The Parlor Soldiers @ Bandcamp

The Parlor Soldiers @ Facebook

The Parlor Soldiers @ ReverbNation

shelf-reading at bandcamp: county antrim

Shelf-reading has two purposes: one, to make sure everything is in its right place; and two, to discover works you would not necessarily have though to look for, left to your own researching devices.

I decided to take purpose #2 and apply it to Bandcamp’s tagging system, generally, and the Irish music section, specifically. I then decided to use the counties of Ireland (North and South), arranged alphabetically, as a framing device for the experiment.

I begin today with County Antrim, which contains Belfast, which has large, thriving scene, so this time my selections do skew dramatically towards one geographic location.

I’ve also noticed that, as one would expect, artists from further out in the countryside have drifted Belfast-ward, which muddies the waters a bit. With one exception (David C. Clements) I’ve tried to confine myself strictly to artists who have tagged their work “County Antrim.”

Without further waffle, here is what I found that I liked, drawing both from Belfast as well as the county at large:

I last wrote about Mr. Clements back in January. Since then he has added five songs, one of which I haven’t yet extracted from Bandcamp’s clutches (a cover of Devil Town) and the other four which, together with the first two that I wrote about, I listen to on endless repeat for thirty minute stretches at least once a day.

Update Nov. 2013: He’s removed some tunes and moved others, and The Longest Day in History is now a four song ep. Here is my favorite tune:

Next up: Paulie J Fox, who describes his genre as “country experimental surf.” To me it sounds a bit Twin Peaks-y, and I mean that in the best possible way.

Less experimental and more indie-folk is Ram’s Pocket Radio, aka Peter McCauley, who is from Lisburn, just outside of Belfast.

This is his contribution to a compilation called, of all things, Small Town America (Public Service Broadcast 10), which features a totally European cast of characters, all of whom look worthy of further investigation:

This one is from Trajectories, a three EP box set of only his work:

Jumping up the coast a little bit, there’s static white sound, from Ballymoney. They’re heavier and darker, and to my ear draw from the shoegaze tradition but incorporate some of the spirit of Metal Machine Music, in the sense that you can hear them noodling and experimenting and exploring some intriguing musical thoughts.

Also they get an A++ for page design, by virtue of featuring a picture of a cat who has clearly been interrupted in the act of investigating someones pedals.

And then, finally, last but absolutely not least, there is Roysta (also here), aka Lee James. The Facebook blurb for one interview described him as a “Belfast’s mutated version of John Waters, Charles Bukowski, GG Allin and Ice-T.”

The formal name for the result is “dirtcore”; obviously I had to find out what that might sound like. Below are two tracks from Hurrmaster (translated from the broad Belfast accent: Whoremaster). As you would expect, his language is salty and his imagery can be, uh, startling, but he’s got some good beats:

If you’d like to hear more, he’s helpfully uploaded his entire back catalogue (!) to bandcamp.

Or you can explore the County Antrim tag on your own time!

Wildlife: Sea Dreamer

I caught Wildlife on the Daytrotter Barnstormer tour this past summer and was impressed, an easy highlight of the night. As the band says, “Every night we’ve played like it’s the last time we’ll be allowed onstage. Even Dean, after tearing his Achilles Tendon mid-concert and being ridden to a cast, hasn’t tempered the energy.” That was evident that night in a barn in Ohio.

I’m happy to be able to feature their new video for “Sea Dreamer”, off their debut album Strike Hard, Young Diamond.

 

 

You can stream and buy Strike Hard, Young Diamond at Wildlife’s Bandcamp site.