Shut Up, Jeremy!

Right now, someone at Epic Records’ New York offices is laughing, thinking about the two fools at New Times who shot off their mouths and shot themselves in the foot. I’ll admit, it sounds stupid now: Listening to 25 live albums . . . by the same band . …

In Sync

For years, rumors swirled that Pink Floyd’s 1973 album The Dark Side of the Moon was intended to serve as a sort of alternate soundtrack to The Wizard of Oz. A number of songs fit certain scenes a little too perfectly for some viewers. Though the idea had made the…

Oh Bury Me Not

Standing on the stage of New York’s Hammerstein Ballroom, the old man looked broken, beaten down, a scream reduced to a whisper. It had been almost two years since he had last performed in public, after announcing in October 1997 that he was suffering from Shy-Drager Syndrome, a form of…

Find Our Way

Robert Schneider takes the small stage at Austin’s Waterloo Records looking as if he’s just wrapped up a brisk game of Frisbee golf, a shaggy beard twice as long as his thinning thatch of hair almost obscuring his face, a pair of flip-flops on his feet. Tuning up his beat-up…

Forever Got Shorter

No one told Bob Nanna that trying to watch 365 movies in a year was a good idea. In fact, most of his friends attempted to talk him out of it by trying to lure him out of the house and the theaters to do something — anything — else…

Family Tradition

Shelton Williams was just another face in another crowd, an anonymous punk with safety pins in his clothes — and, occasionally, his skin — playing in unknown bands with names like Buzzkill and worse. He was onstage from the time he was 15, yet rarely at the front, usually playing…

Chappaquiddick Skyline

Not enough people heard the Pernice Brothers’ here’s-where-the-strings-come-in debut, 1998’s Overcome by Happiness, a record full of big melodies and tiny sentiments. And you can bet that in a year, the same will apply to Chappaquiddick Skyline, because both records never fly high enough to land on anyone’s radar. On…

Dr. Dre

Dr. Dre is still the best hip-hop producer this side of The RZA or Prince Paul and Dan the Automator; he’s among the handful who could almost be called a composer because of his preference for live instrumentation over tried-and-tired Parliament-Funkadelic swipes. And Chronic 2001 should only bolster that reputation,…

Clearing Samples

There is a strong possibility that all the quotes below are the fabrications of an impostor. The man who answered the phone claimed his name was Moby, but after speaking with him, it’s difficult to believe he was telling the truth. For one thing, he didn’t seem to know much…

War in Peace

Bill Bentley never met Alexander “Skip” Spence, never even spoke with the man whose music meant so much to him. He had come close before, when Spence’s erstwhile band, Moby Grape, played at the Catacomb Club in Bentley’s hometown of Houston. But Spence wasn’t there that night, kept off the…

Live From New York

At the time, no one could have known how important Nirvana’s appearance on Saturday Night Live would be, how many bands would form in its wake, how different the world would sound soon after it happened. Nirvana was just another band on the way up that Saturday Night Live was…

Giant Steps

It’s never too late for a comeback in rock ‘n’ roll, when every has-been is one fluke hit away from being a still-is. Yet even with that in mind, They Might Be Giants is perhaps an unlikely candidate for a resurgence, although it might be too soon to term the…