new musical obsession: ALEX CLARE

3 03 2012

so. sometimes i forget there’s a lot more to do on the internet than stare at the same old sh!t popping up on your facebook newsfeed (le sigh).

NEW! MUSIC! IS! EVERYWHERE!

and this past week a random tumblr playlist introduced me to an artist i absolutely LOVE: alex clare.

listen to his cover of etta james’ “damn your eyes” and tell me, TELL ME you’re not blown away. F#CK.

ONWARD! »»





tales from the internet: LEGO eddie izzard

3 03 2012

thanks to none other than DeFaced‘s mike stahl for tipping me off about these gems.

EDDIE IZZARD + LEGO!!! what more do i need to say?!

CAKE OR DEATH!

and..

the death star canteen.

you’re welcome

- da leopard





DON’T the band – debut @ grand victory

7 02 2012

eric & i are RABID giraffes fans, and after frontman aaron lazar started his ‘transylvanian slide/deathcamp boogie’ solo project dubbed rumanian buck, we became rabid fans of that too.

now aaron and the giraffes have parted ways but (thankfully!) both are still playing. last thursday marked the debut of aaron’s latest project, with himself on vox/guitar and mitchell king on drums - DON’T.

to get straight to the point with a band that is clearly about doing just that – i fucking love DON’T. i really do. it’s an incredible feeling to hear music for the first time and be moved by it, so much that you just close your eyes and feel it completely. it’s also incredible to watch just TWO musicians fill a space with their immense sound.

aaron and mitchell are a really intense unit – i honestly feel like nothing else is needed. mitchell is INSANE on that kit (seriously.. wow, man) and aaron brings his bluesy notes and nasty melodies back to ears like ours that have truly missed them. i also appreciate that although the songs are emanating from the same source, DON’T is something different.. the gypsy aesthetic of rumanian buck is replaced with something markedly darker – the sound gets so heavy it almost feels industrial, but the melody is never forsaken – along with the powerful grit and smooth soulfulness in aaron’s voice that will always set him apart.

you can catch the rest of their month-long residency at the grand victory in brooklyn!

roll up @ 8pm:

Thurs Feb 9th: Don’t, Powerblessings, The Evil Us
Thurs Feb 16th: Don’t, bbigpigg, The Whores, Trabajo
Thurs Feb 23rd: Don’t, The Pioneers of Seduction, Cobretti, Beef Wellington

they’ve also got a new website and a facebook – DON’T make me tell you what to do.. (har dee har)

ONWARD! »»





TOOL: Carrying the Psychedelic Torch

6 02 2012

We’re really excited to welcome another brand new writer to SUGAR -N- THUNDER: Ignas Bautrenas! An avid concertgoer and music lover, Ignas is going to crank out some killer show reviews for SNT, and we can’t think of a better band to kick it all off with than the psychedelic experience that is none other than TOOL live!

To experience the magic of TOOL has been on my bucket list ever since the sophomore year of high school. I say “to experience” because this alternative quartet from Los Angeles, California has always been notorious for using impressive visuals during their concerts and emphasizing the importance of the live performance to the overall artistic theme of the band. In simple terms – their show and the mystique surrounding it is an experience that is never the same twice. I had never been a fan of metal, and that is a category that TOOL frequently gets dumped into. However upon listening to their third studio album Lateralus back in 2001 I was struck by how different this haunting music was from anything else I had ever heard before. I became a fan, but I never had the chance to see them for myself until tonight…

February 1st of 2012: TOOL is storming at the IZOD Center in East Rutherford, New Jersey for nearly two whole hours.

First of all I would like to apologize for the lack of authentic footage. Usually the “No Cameras!” notice on the ticket gets treated as a joke, but not this time. The doors to IZOD Center opened up extra early and security drilled each and every single person stepping inside. No cameras, not even the small pocket ones. No drinks from the outside. Nothing dangerous, not even a wallet chain. And absolutely no drugs. Everyone found with any of these has to either throw it out or walk back to their car and leave it there. This is no joke and leaves me disappointed. I was looking forward to snapping quite a few pictures of the lasers and the band submerged within them, but that can’t happen. I guess I’ll have to do it next time, when TOOL come to New York City and security will be less uptight about it.

Inside – overpriced merchandise and overpriced beer. This is another stab, but it is rather expected from a gigantic venue that normally hosts sporting events and thousands of thirsty fans. Remember the prices at New York’s own Madison Square Garden? Everyone agrees it’s a bit too much, but oh well, Budweiser is not why I came here anyways.

The openers Yob, a doom metal band from Eugene, Oregon composed of two bassists and a drummer starts around 7:45pm and plays a short 40-minute set. All I can say is that this collective would probably be a whole lot more impressive in a small venue. I want to hear the details of their heavy droning sound, but lack of good acoustics don’t allow me to. But they are an opening band after all, so the soundboard operator has to make their performance less rather than more. On this particular night Yob is simply not equipped enough for the massive space of IZOD Center, but I do hope to see them perform again in a smaller and more intimate venue.

The break is short. The lines at the beer vendors had now quadrupled in length and width and the floor of the men’s bathroom is stained with blood.

Nobody knows what happened there.

Half an hour passes by. The stage gets cleared from Yob’s equipment and the lights dim.

And there they are.

Danny Carey sits behind the drums, Adam Jones and Justin Chancellor pick up the guitar and the bass respectively, and the short instrumental intro explodes into the first track of the night – “Hooker With a Penis.”

Only then I spot the one who most of the people are here for. The charismatic singer Maynard James Keenan is not a traditional frontman. He’s hidden somewhere in the shadows between Adam Jones and Danny Carey’s drumset. He cannot be seen clearly, but he knows every single pair of eyes at IZOD Center is looking at him. He claims that every single live performance of his is a spiritual experience for him and he chooses to concentrate on delivery instead of bathing in the spotlight. He remains in the dark for most of the show making weird gestures and straining his vocal chords. He is heard much more than seen.

ONWARD! »»





DeFaced by Michael Stahl: LEGO Creative

19 01 2012

LEGO CREATIVE

A Blessay by Michael Stahl

A recent Newsweek article about falling levels of creative aptitude in American children over the course of the past two decades is incredibly alarming if one subscribes to the thought that there is a correlation between a person’s creative ability and their chances of constructing a thriving life of productivity. E. Paul Torrance did and he was dubbed “The Father of Creativity.” Torrance was able to whip up a series of tests that have become the “gold standard in creativity assessment,” which are still used today. Scores have been decreasing, after holding steady for thirty years, which likely comes with little surprise to even the most casual of pop culture observers, who have watched sitcoms dematerialize into reality television and Hollywood produce countless unoriginal movies either based on already-published works of literature or previous films. In the first week of 2012, Jersey Shore unleashed their fifth season on the universe with promises of more “crazy” antics and nine of the top ten grossing films in America are either film versions of another’s written work or a sequel, with the lone exception, The Darkest Hour, having “a flatlining screenplay and [an] absence of even a single compelling character.” (Perhaps the next winter solstice will bring a more favorable “spiritual transformation;” the doom and gloom is already here.) However, a subtler trend has also emerged that further exploits a lack of priority placed on creativity and it lies in the recent advertising campaigns for one of the nation’s most beloved toys: LEGO bricks.

Currently, LEGO heavily promotes their play sets, which come with pieces more intricate than ever before and instructions that are similar to those for IKEA furniture.

 

The advanced LEGO technology has made it difficult for children to create their own unique toys because the pieces included in the sets are specifically designed for kids to construct the model on the front of the box, with the directions also stifling independent thought on the part of the builder. Furthermore, the commercials barely have the presence of a child at all. Faceless fast-motion hands put together a toy that resembles something kids have recently seen in a movie or a cartoon that miraculously comes to life on its own. Capitalistic cross-promotion is at work here, creating a greater disconnect between the builder and the authenticity of what they have assembled.

ONWARD! »»





2012: a creative call to arms

19 01 2012

this came to me this morning on the bus en route to work.. a creative call to arms. this year, every year – this moment, every moment:

in times of chaos, creativity reigns.

it’s the rawness and purity in the primal outreach of your soul. it is this that will heal you – the release.

expression without pretense.

is it art for art’s sake?

rather – art for your sake – which is inextricably linked to all our sakes.

feed your spirit with openness and expression – and the outer and inner worlds will respond in kind.

if it’s one thing we should take with us through 2012 – it’s to listen to the silence between the walls of our heart, the space inside our veins -

what is calling to you when you take the time to listen?

POTENTIAL - of the infinite variety.. the kind that allows you to do anything you want, at any moment.

everything else is noise.

this year – break all the rules, theirs and yours alike.

take the leap – because wings you never knew you had will keep you floating.

there is just no other way.

- da leopard








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