STEVE EARLE – “Dominick Street” and “The Galway Girl”
My old friend Mike Lukas has shot and edited this cool video with his new GoPro camera. I gotta get me one of these! He edited the video on his Mac and voila — “The Galway Girl” live on stage with Steve Earle. This is my favourite song from Transcendental Blues.
Mike tells me that John Paul Jones of Led Zeppelin is visible at the beginning of the video. See if you can spot him.
FREE ENTERPRISE (1999, 2006 “Five Year Mission Extended Edition”, Anchor Bay)
Directed by Robert Meyer Burnett.
I’ll admit I never saw the original cut of this 1999 cult indy classic. I’d heard of it back then, but never saw it. All I’ve seen is this recut version, and I am pleased to bits over it. Not knowing what to expect, I popped the movie into the DVD player. This movie was a good 15 years ahead of its time. Now you can see this every week on The Big Bang Theory. I’d almost go as far as to call Big Bang a ripoff. Almost. Big Bang never got Shatner on their show.
I was immediately inundated with sci-fi and pop culture references to make Kevin Smith wet his bed. Anyone born in the 1970’s will understand. Yet, this is not as cheesily done as the disappointing Fanboys. Something about this strikes the nerve of authenticity. From re-enactments of Logan’s Run (“Run, runner!”) to geekouts over Wrath Of Khan laserdiscs, and incorporating Terminator quotes into everyday life, if you’re a sci-fi geek, you will never find a more wretched hive…sorry, got carried away there. Throw in Swingers influences for the late 20’s crowd in the late 90’s and you have a pretty entertaining film. Although in the wake of Big Bang Theory, I fear viewers today will simply feel they’ve seen this before.
Eric McCormack is a struggling writer (his latest screenplay, Brady Killer — a horror movie set in the Brady house — is pretty much junk). Rafer Weigel (who?) is a film editor for a tiny studio, making movies like Beach Babe Bingo Fiesta. Their lives consist of trying to score, geeking out over Star Trek (“only original, only classic!”), and in Rafer’s case, paying the bills without hawking his Trek goods. Their lives take a turn for the interesting when they are browsing books and run into…William Shatner (browsing porn), as played by William Shatner.
This is, in my own humble geek opinion, Shatner’s best movie. At times he plays himself understatedly dark, other times with panache, and outrageously at others. Most of all, Shatner’s Shatner is whacko. A lonely whacko, and lovable, but also out-of-his-tree whacko, as if every story you ever heard about his ego was true. He is working on his own film project, a little epic. William Shatner and William Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar. A musical version. Six hours long. Three intermissions. With Shatner playing all the parts. Except Calpurnia. He was thinking about getting Sharon Stone for that part.
Shatner, as great as he is, is only the background for this lovingly made film. He appears in childhood dream sequences, and he pops up unexpectedly when the characters need to confess their problems to what essentially amounts to a friendly, lonely stranger. Our main characters are going through their own late-20’s problems, mostly with women. The performances are merely adequate, certainly not Oscar-worthy, but damned if McCormack doesn’t do the best Shatner monologue that I’ve ever seen. It’s a very, very good Shat.
This is not a complex story, but it is a warm one about friends and Trek, and is infinitely re-watchable. I pull it off the shelves every year or so to enjoy and geek out. I can’t say the same thing about Fanboys. Its only flaw is its ending, which is a shame since the ending is kind of the important part. Considering that the ending is a musical performance by William Shatner though, there’s some camp value to it. It’s just…not very good.
The DVD bonus features are pure awesomeness at warp 9. My favourite was a pilot for a series called Cafe Fantastique that was never picked up, but damn, it should have been. The makers of Free Enterprise came up with a series where they just discuss science fiction news and films over drinks in a bar with special guests. Chase Masterson (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine) appears in this pilot. It’s kind of like that show that Jon Favreau had where he just hangs out at dinner with his friends. Shoulda woulda coulda been a series. I would have watched it, and so would you. Lastly there is a large booklet with lots of pictures and essays, and a glossary of geek speak. For example “Soylent Green is people!”
Pickup Free Enterprise if you:
a) are a Shatner fan
b) love Kevin Smith style films
c) think Han shot first.
3.5/5 stars. An indispensable part of my Trek library.
WHITE LION – The Best Of (1992 Atlantic)
I’m going to keep it short and sweet this time, and defer to a 1992 review by M.E.A.T Magazine’s Drew Masters (issue 38, Nov. 92):
He’s right. I don’t agree with the single M rating though; these are mostly good tunes. They’re sequenced awkwardly as fuck though. The flow on this disc is just completely fucked. The songs don’t work in the sequence they’re in. And Drew is correct in inferring that many of White Lion’s prouder, heavier moments are missing. Vito smokes on the live tracks, but Tramp can’t hit the notes. Buy Pride, not this.
2/5 stars
RECORD STORE TALES Mk II: Getting More Tale
#330: A Journey of Journaling
Just because I left my old job at the Record Store didn’t mean I stopped journaling. It did slow down, but it’s interesting to review them today, having just completed the Record Store Tales. It’s fascinating to me how positive they are (in general) compared to the ones only 18 months prior. It’s also interesting how even over a year after leaving that place, certain people continued to terrify me. Even though the person I’ll call “the office bully” had no power over me anymore, I was still in the grips in fear at the mere thought. I’m seeing journal entries about this person haunting my thoughts over a year after my last encounter, and I’m reading words like “terror”. I didn’t realize how I’d been affected by the whole thing. I couldn’t see the forest for the trees. It took years for me to really put it all together, and I’m still doing that.
My journals after the store are pretty bland by comparison to the ones before. There are still some pretty funny ones, such as a review of the movie Transformers (2007) that is so stupidly positive that there is no way I will post it here, not even for comedic value! I would simply lose all credibility, so forget it. I remember dragging Jen out to see that stupid thing.
Of the journals I’ve re-discovered, one in particular jumped out at me as a great one to post first.
I won’t share the whole thing in its entirety as it includes a private email, but the first paragraph is pretty cool. I had made a video on Youtube back then regarding the passing of Mark St. John. I don’t have the video anymore, but it was pretty heartfelt and apparently others must have got that out of the video as well. This journal preserved an email that I received from a cousin of Mark:
Date: 2007/04/07 05:17
I just got the most amazing email in regards to my youtube video (below) [now gone] about Mark St. John of Kiss:
“Thank you so much for your tribute to Mark. He was my cousin. Mom called to tell me the bad news. She said Aunt Terry said to look him up online to see all the posts etc. on different sites. It was really cool of you to make your RIP video. [content edited] Thanks again for what you said….he will be greatly missed.”
Stuff like that video, I just threw it together. It was a first take with no edits. But apparently it really touched Mark’s cousin. This was yet another stepping stone in my realization that I should be online, talking about music. I think that was a good decision.
BLAZE – Silicon Messiah (2000 SPV)
It took Blaze Bayley a couple years to bounce back with a new band and album, and given the fan reception to his work with Iron Maiden, I was skeptical. I didn’t shell out for the Japanese, but I did grab the domestic CD as soon as a copy arrived in our stores. I was pleasantly surprised, as Blaze’s debut solo release Silicon Messiah is a very heavy and memorable disc.
The weakness for some will be Blaze’s voice. You either like it or you don’t. Outside of the context of Iron Maiden, his deep vocals work better. The opening track “Ghost in the Machine” for example is a de-tuned chugger the likes of which Maiden wouldn’t do. Blaze’s vocals work better with this kind of low, growly metal. Fortunately there is still enough melody (on the killer chorus) and riffage to keep heads banging. And no wonder: the CD is produced by metal master Andy Sneap, who laid waste to several excellent Accept albums recently. Blaze wrote the music with his new eponymous band: Steve Wray and John Slater (guitars), Jeff Singer (drums), and Rob Naylor (bass). The band is somewhat faceless, aside from Blaze himself there’s nothing identifiable about the band.
If there is a weakness to Silicon Messiah, it’s that there is a certain sameness to the songs. It’s a bit homogeneous: grinding, de-tuned riffs, melodic choruses and solos, with powerful but low vocals. Fortunately Blaze has written some surprisingly decent lyrics to go with the songs, with several seeming to fit together into some kind of cyberpunk concept.
Highlights:
Blaze Bayley, his band and Andy Sneap created a pretty decent metal album here. It’s perfectly listenable throughout, if a bit anonymous sounding. Fans of Blaze will dig it.
3.25/5 stars
EUROPE – Europe (1983 CBS)
Summer 1989. My buddy Bob showed up at the door.
“Mike!” he began. “They have a Europe album you don’t have down at Sam the Record Man. You should get it, but it’s only on record.”
I knew Europe had albums prior to The Final Countdown, but I had never seen nor heard them. Since my primary format was cassette back then, I passed on the vinyl version. A few weeks later, Europe the album showed up in the new Columbia House catalog, so I ordered it on tape. I had reasoned out that this was their first album, but the 1989 date on the back made it look like a new release. In fact Martin Popoff even reviewed it as such in Riff Kills Man!, stating that the poodle hair and keyboards were “gone” and replaced by sheer heavy metal. He’s right about the heavy metal, even if he had the order of the albums wrong. Europe resembles the band of “Carrie” and “Rock the Night” only superficially. This is a metal album, and a damn fine one at that.
The regal, thunderous riff of “In the Future to Come” should warn away anyone expecting power ballads. This speedy UFO/Priest hybrid certainly took me by surprise. Singer Joey Tempest’s voice was not the soulful powerhouse it would later become, but he was just a kid at the time. The metal here is pure: no frills, no excesses, just steamhammer rhythm and a howling lead singer. Throw in some ace John Norum guitar work and you have something to talk about. His double-tracked solo might be reminiscent of Thin Lizzy.
“Farewell” is straightforward heavy metal, on the hard rock side of things. Some may be off-put by the flat lead vocals, but I say, “Hey, it’s rock n’ roll.” The song slams and the chorus is memorable enough for me. Then “Seven Doors Hotel” changes the scene with a haunting piano opening…but it’s merely a fake out. The speed metal riffing and wailing Norum are back. Norum makes his Les Paul howl like Joey does at the microphone. Even though there’s some neoclassical finesse to some of the music, I hear a bit of Phil Lynott in there too.
My favourite song then and now is probably “The King Will Return”. The lyrics aren’t very good, but English wasn’t Joey’s first language. I still enjoy the words, as it’s one of those medieval story-telling songs that I’m a sucker for. This softer song is still pretty epic and wouldn’t be considered wimpy by anyone. Side one was closed by the Norum instrumental song “Boyazont”. I don’t know what a “boyazont” is, but who cares? Norum instrumentals are usually ballsy and catchy, and this is no exception.
The second side is commenced by “Children of this Time”, which continues much in the vein of songs like “In the Future to Come”. Then for a respite, “Words of Wisdom” has an acoustic verse. That doesn’t make it a ballad! No, this picks up speed for the chorus and continues to storm the gates of Valhalla like the rest of the album. It’s a bit slower in pace, but the drums still hit like hammers while Joey howls at the thunder. I think I can even hear timpani. “Paradize Bay” (not sure why they spelled it with a z) is one of the album’s strongest cuts. It’s a relentless battering ram with a chorus that hints at the grandness of Europe in the future. Norum’s solo is sloppy but delicious. “Memories” then closes the album on a frenetic note. There are plenty of “woah woah” vocals to go around, and drummer Tony Reno seemingly pulverizes his kit. There’s another voice singing with Joey on the outro of the song; is this John Norum?
This album was self produced, and as such it sounds very raw. But heavy! Not all bands who self produced early in their careers managed to get results as good as those on Europe. For 1983 and just a bunch of kids, this is damn fine work! And it holds up. It’s a headbanger.
5/5 stars
I spent this morning collecting and converting my video files from last Saturday’s Toronto trip, and I’m looking forward to making another video. Phase one of the video creation is done, the conversion of the files. I’ve imported all the files into my video editing software, and now all I need is some background music and I’m good to get going! Since I don’t have a finished video to show you, I thought instead I’d post yet another teaser. Yeah I suck.
These magic boxes were in Chinatown, $1.99 each, and are they ever cool:
Here are some cool Kill Bill Hallowe’en costumes we saw while stopping at Yorkdale to pee:
And here’s me, coffee in hand, beginning the long process of video file conversion! Cupface on!
For Aaron’s sneak peek, click here!
RECORD STORE TALES Mk II: Getting More Tale
#329: Selling My CDs
We all end up with CDs that we no longer want or need. I very rarely sell my CDs anymore. I’d rather donate them to a new home, where I know they will be loved and appreciated. The money part is less important to me. The last time I decided to sell off some CDs, I decided to try Sunrise at Fairview Mall (now closed). I’d never tried selling there before, but I had bought plenty. Their pricing was more than fair, but the guy was very slow. He didn’t seem as knowledgeable as the people I was used to dealing with. For example, I sold him my original, non-remastered CD copy of Twisted Sister’s Stay Hungry. He asked me, “What is wrong with this CD?” It seemed he didn’t know what remastered vs. non-remastered was, only that the bar code he had punched in came up as something “discontinued”. So I had to explain the remastered vs. original thing to him. He ended up giving me $5 for the CD which was good, and I took store credit (which was a little bit more).
Still, it took him a lot of time. I only had a handful to sell that day (10 CDs if I remember) and it took the guy more than half an hour to look at them. It wasn’t a bad experience; I ended up with enough store credit to buy a some things. The money was good, about the same as I would have got at my old workplace. It was a comparable total, and I was happy with it, but the wait was a little excessive. I used the store credit to buy my friend Peter the new Metallica live set for his birthday.
I have also sold my discs (CD and DVD) at garage sales, an experience so memorable that I’ve written a future Getting More Tale about that story. Stay tuned! I’m saving that one. Let’s just say that serious garage sale people are an entire species to themselves; the cheapest people you will ever meet in your life.
I don’t need to do any more major purges of my music collection, currently. Any time I need to weed things out (usually an old version of a CD that I have upgraded) I can always find them a new home. You might say, “Sure, but money is better.” Maybe, but my friends return the favor in spades, so I can’t complain. I’m often the recipient of used CDs and movies that are sent to me in repayment for the discs I gifted earlier. Nobody ever asks for repayment, we just seem to have created circles of friends who share the wealth. In fact I’ve acquired some really great collectible stuff just due to the charity of friends. Thanks!
What do you do with your old CDs? Sell ’em, trade ’em, gift ’em? I’m curious so let me know in the comments!
C.K. LENDT – Kiss and Sell: The Making of a Supergroup (1997 Billboard Books)
Chris Lendt used to be an accountant for Kiss’ management company (from ’76-’88), and according to him, quite close to the band. He spent a lot of time on the road, with the band, keeping track of the money. The story he tells is amusing at times, off-topic at others, but also often critical of his former bosses.
Lendt distills Kiss’ legacy to profit/loss diagrams. At the same time, he tells a lot of stories about excess, touring, and groupies, but not a lot about rock and roll. If you are looking for the nitty gritty details about Kiss and the music, this is not the book for you. For that book, check out Black Diamond by Dale Sherman. If you want one person’s account of the inner workings of the Kiss business, then read on.
Lendt describes parties, extravagent budgets, and stage shows. Where things get really interesting in this book is when things start to go sour for Kiss, right around the time of the Dynasty tour in ’79. He desribes Gene’s plan for “Kiss World”, a traveling amusement park that was to play outside of Kiss’ concerts on that tour. Needless to say it never happened, but it’s not something that’s well covered in other books, at least in this level of detail. He talks about recording budgets, about Ace Frehley building a gajillion dollar home studio that was never used (and later turned into a swimming pool), about wigs (Gene’s), about gurus (Paul’s), and about desperately copying every move Bon Jovi made when they hit it big in ’86, before his company was fired by Kiss in ’88.
He also spends a bit too much time talking about Diana Ross, whom his company was also managing. There are too many pages about investments, stuffy boardroom meetings, profit margins, and budgets. While this book is very insightful, covering many details that nobody else was privy to, it’s not enough about rock and roll. I can’t even tell if Lendt really likes rock and roll. Certainly, he liked working for Kiss in the early years, and the touring, but the later years are marked by constant criticism. (A bit like my own Record Store Tales, I guess.)
Pick up Kiss and Sell cheaply, read it and enjoy it; but please also pick up Dale Sherman’s Black Diamond, and Kiss’ own Behind The Mask. Both books are more about the music, and both books are actually surprisingly critical as well. All three together will be a very well rounded reading of the hottest band in the land.
3/5 stars. More if the author would stick to the topic!
Nothing like getting a re-organizing project going, eh? Especially when you’re a music lover like we all are. Here are some pictures of things as they are now, before I begin. The reason there are so many piles of discs out is because I’m out of storage space. I will cleverly re-organize and create space, but the long term solution is that I’ll have more room when we move. That plan has been delayed due to Jen’s illness but we’ll get there.
In the meantime, organizing and handling the physical product is really a labor of love. It’s work too, but it’s a lot of fun. It gives me an excuse to spend time with some old friends for a few hours!
You’ll probably recognize a few of the titles visible below from recent reviews!
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