It was 25 years ago today(ish) that Ringo formed a band to play.
When Spoon's Britt Daniel talked to KDHX's Kevin Korinek, he described the band's new album, "They Want My Soul," as one for playing on a car stereo. With shimmery synthesizers and guitar pedal work, the live possibilities of taking this beautiful production piece out of the car, combing it with their past efforts is daunting.
I'm not going to compare Justin Townes Earle to his father. "Fuck, no!" -- as the younger Earle snorted when an Off Broadway audience essay writer member yelled for him to play one of his dad's songs on Friday night -- sums up the two generations well enough.
Five years ago this week Eels released "Hombre Loco" a distortion-heavy treatise on desire where band mastermind Mark Oliver Everett -- he goes by E. -- frantically declared, "All I can do is feel feel feel" on "Lilac Breeze."
A Facebook conversation about Eels' mastermind Mark Oliver Everett nailed the conundrum of the musician's career, spanning nearly 30 years with some of the most innovative and interesting music that formed the core of '90s alternative and indie rock in relative quiet:
With any Shovels and Rope show, it's not just about two skilled performers throwing genre rules in the trash with a multi-instrumental onslaught that defies logic. Two people shouldn't be able to make that much robust, fevered noise without backup, but they do.
Mike Heidorn lives in Belleville, Ill., not far from the neighborhood where he lent his punk gunfire drumming to Uncle Tupelo for its first three albums. Over a three-hour lunch at a local restaurant with his band's framed album covers on the wall, Heidorn talks as fast as he drummed for the band.
Pixies aren't the same without Kim Deal, or so I've heard from many music fans in the weeks leading up to the return to St. Louis of the pioneers of American alternative rock.
A good tribute show occurs on a narrow road bordered by nostalgia and cover-band schlock. The road gets slippery when the band being honored was a batch of local boys done good. For the second Uncle Tupelo tribute show in just over three years, eight St. Louis bands kept it on the road while having a hell of a lot of fun.
Each year brings more and better albums by St. Louis artists. 2013 brought so many that it wasn't possible to limit a list to the 10 best. It’s not a bad problem to have.