David Bowie/Nine Inch Nails Desert Sky Pavilion October 18, 1995 David Bowie’s career has always been a masquerade. Most U.S. fans first encountered the D-man when he strutted about saying he was Ziggy Stardust, rock ‘n’ roll messiah from Mars. Adopting that persona was hardly a boost to Bowie’s credibility,…
Meat Puppets No Joke! (London) Immediately after hearing this set’s chipper “Taste of the Sun” on the radio for the first time, I button-punched over to an oldies station and caught a blast of the Cyrkle’s 1966 hit “Red Rubber Ball.” Coincidence? I think not! Both songs share a peripheral…
Believe it or not, some audiophiles weren’t immendiately captivated by the sleek look and pristine sound of the compact disc. Some of them actually held off on buying a CD player well into the Ninties! Close your eyes, if you will,, and imagine such a creature – waving his arms…
“Memphis” Charlie Musselwhite says the secret to happiness is to treat life like a harmonica solo. “You’ve just gotta find the right key and play all the notes in the chord,” says the veteran rock/blues harp player. “If you’ve got the right vibrations, then get in a groove, let it…
Red Hot Chili Peppers One Hot Minute(Warner Bros.) The serrano boys have peeled the tube socks off their dicks and pulled on their thinking caps for this fire dance of an album–easily the band’s best since it put funk/punk on the map in 1985 with Freaky Styley. Four years back,…
When John Coltrane regularly gigged at the New York City jazz mecca Birdland in the early ’60s, a young comedian who hung out at the club learned to mimic the sax player–his stage mannerisms, his facial tics, even the sound of his horn. One night, the comic and Coltrane’s band…
Eddie Spaghetti is homesick. At the mere mention of Arizona, his voice goes limp as his mind hearkens to happy childhood memories. Like the other members of the Seattle-based hillbilly hard-core band Supersuckers, Spaghetti was born and raised in Arizona. Along with original guitarists Dan Bolton and Ron Heathman and…
Phish Heads, Phish Heads, stoned and tripping Phish Heads. Phish Heads, Phish Heads, having their fun. My brain’s still shrouded in a pleasant purple haze from the Phish show at Compton Terrace on October 11, but I’m happy to report that the Deadhead demographic has apparently made a smooth transition…
I didn’t know whom to believe. Last week, I heard two such disparate stories about a booking gone awry at Nile Theater that I felt like Judge Wapner presiding over a surreal episode of The People’s Court. The plaintiff–Geoff Sanoff of the Washington, D.C., punk outfit Edsel–claims that Nile Theater…
Jesse Dayton figures it’s about time to get another tattoo. “I’m walkin’ lopsided with only one,” he says. The Austin, Texas-based singer-songwriter scored his skin art 12 years ago, when he was a 17-year-old, greasy-haired rockabilly guitarist who opened a show for Brian Setzer. Setzer (a Jersey boy) advised Dayton…
When Shaggy’s first recordings hit the streets in 1991, the struggling dance-hall artist was preoccupied with dodging Scuds and piloting a Humvee as a Marine in Operation Desert Storm. It wasn’t the first time the armed service had interfered with his music career. When Shaggy was stationed at North Carolina’s…
Morrissey Southpaw Grammar (Reprise) You crazy kids raised on teeny-weeny cassette inserts and itsy-bitsy CD booklets continue to miss the big picture when it comes to album art. It’s something to behold, worship, spit at and draw insane conclusions from. No wonder Generation X has yet to devise a “Paul…
The mantra for the ad blitz that preceded the Molson Ice Beach Party–a corporate-sponsored rock festival held in the tiny Eskimo village of Tuktoyuktuk–was “Get Up There.” Easier said than done. Tucked away on the coast of the Arctic Ocean in Canada’s Northwest Territories, Tuktoyuktuk is quite literally at the…
Dressed completely in black and sporting tinted shades that never come off, Hans Olson looks like the understudy for Death in a Bergman flick. His ominous appearance and growling baritone are tempered by a nostalgic smile as he ticks off the legends with whom he’s shared a stage: Muddy Waters,…
Happy birthday, dear Ballroom. Happy birthday to you. Now that that’s out of the way, I have a question: What the hell do so many people have against Electric Ballroom? In the ten weeks I’ve had to acclimate to the Valley music scene, I’ve heard no club or club owners…
When most slackers get sick, they lie in bed hoping for codeine. Soul Coughing spits up a song. “Super Bon Bon,” for example, was spawned by an allergic reaction. “I threw this sneeze across the room,” says keyboardist/sample maestro M’ark De Gili Antoni, “and all of a sudden we were…
Beer, weed, girlies and greed. That’s what little Phunk Junkeez are made of. In five years, the locally grown punk-hop act has graduated from a series of infamous break-and-enter warehouse concerts to touring the nation on corporate money. “Trauma/Interscope treats us great,” says the PJ rapper Soulman in a phone…
From Adderly to Zappa, George Duke’s biography reads like road notes from a cross-country tour of American popular music. His trek began as a child in northern California, where he studied classical and jazz and became proficient on piano, trombone and bass. Playing in a Baptist church gave his sensibilities…
Memo to: Terry Hardin, KZON-FM general manager Re: The Zone’s crossover to a Rock Alternative format, our conversations on the same, KEDJ’s response, and other assorted strangeness cc: Coda readers Terry– I’ve got a question for you: Ever heard of this powerhouse FM station in Denver called “The Peak”? Call…
If it ain’t sung in English, a quick score as a novelty hit is the best a pop ditty can hope for in the U.S. Don’t believe us? Just try naming more than one song by Domenico Modugno (“Volare”) or Kyu Sakamoto (“Sukiyaki”). Betcha can’t! Yet since 1970, the American…
The Blue Meanies make it a practice to sleep with their fans. “We can’t afford hotels, so usually someone puts us up, people in the crowd we happen to meet,” says Bill Spunke, the Meanies’ 27-year-old lead singer. “Sometimes you luck out and stay with someone who lives in a…
Generiks Cactus Jelly-Jive? (World Records) I’m thinking Blue Cheer. I’m thinking Mark Mothersbaugh from Devo. I’m thinking Feargal Sharkey. I’m thinking Nervous Norvus. I’m thinking everybody who’s ever sounded worried delivering a lyric. Whether Tempe’s Generiks are musing about being a fetus (“If I was a fetus, I’d probably make…
