Rise Against/Lagwagon/The Bronx

Wow, the new Rise Against track, ReEducation Through Labor, really fucking blows.
And they are charging $50 to see them in Toronto?
Assholes!
Seriously, it sucks hard.
I have so many nasty things to say about it that I don't even want to get started, just listen for yourself @ www.myspace.com/riseagainst


The new Lagwagon track is pretty good though... www.myspace.com/lagwagon
(sorry I can't get the links to work in this piece of shit, so fuck off and do it yourself)


The new Bronx track, Knifeman, is siiiq! It's actually available for download on their myspace right now, www.myspace.com/thebronx, so check it out!

I'm not going to waste these words about a band like The Academy Is...

The Academy Is... released their first album titled Almost Here in 2005, and I instantly fell in love. It was poppy (but not too poppy), it was cute, it was catchy, it was amazing!
Two long years later they finally followed up with Santi. It was fucked. At first listen I almost cried, it was completely different... rockier, edgier, crazier, just completely messed up! But the second time playing it through I was in love again. This love, however, wasn't as strong as it was the first time around and eventually it faded into a fondness which I revisited less and less for the next year and a half.
The release of their latest album, Fast Times at Barrington High, came as a surprise to me after eventually moving on and finding new loves to take up my time. But, like with any old flame who reinvents themselves, I was curious and I just had to hear it.
A minute into the first song I knew we were destined to be forever.
Once again the sound of the album has changed drastically from the last, but the change is for the better in every way. Combining the greatest ingredients from the first couple albums the boys have created a happy medium between the two and found their niche, and to put it lightly it works really well for them. Experimenting makes for perfect, and that's exactly what The Academy Is... accomplished with Fast Times at Barrington High.
This album is a little poppier and less emo than the first album, and at the same time less rock and roll than Santi and not nearly as heavy. They incorporated a lot more folk/indie tones and Beckett's voice lost some of the nasally whine and it comes through clear and beautiful, hitting higher ranges with impeccable control. The only downside I can see is through the guitars... not as rippin', softer and more upbeat without the distortion that filled the second album. Don't let that get you down though, this album shows the maturity of the band over the last three years, which is even reflected in the quality of the recording in the album.
More and more I hear similarities to Motion City Soundtrack, but still with the signature sound they established with Almost Here.
It's not often a band can pull off three completely different albums, starting with a sound that I loved so much, and keep me intrigued instead of pissed off that they messed with what worked so well in each release. But The Academy Is... not only kept me intrigued, but cemented their place in my heart for good.





I'm Sarah. I do what I want.

Teenage Bottlerocket: Blood bath at....the Horseshoe?

Wyoming-based pop punkers rocked the Horseshoe Tavern last Friday with their Ramones-styled melodies and presence, and if you missed it then I would like to extend my apologies because it was incredible!
Straight forward, simple, and super cheesy may not sound like the best ingredients for a memorable show, but Teenage Bottlerocket prove that it can be one of the best recipes in the book.
At first glance the crowd seemed hesitant, standing so far back from the stage that it was at is they were waiting for a plane to land in the middle of the dance floor, but by the second song TB had charmed everybody with their energy and pizazz and they flocked to the stage faster than you could say "rock me Amadeus"!
From then on it was a constant party, not one person was standing still. Feet were moving and heads were bopping all over the place, smiles painted on all of our lips.
They played all the songs everybody seemed to know and love, and more. Their stage presence was mesmerizing, the energy never lacking. The time seemed to pass in seconds, and all too soon it was over.
For fans of anybody who loves
good music
the Ramones
nerdy pop punk
dancing
check out this band next time they're in your city, I guarantee you'll have a good time!
www.myspace.com/teenagebottlerocket









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I saw the future and the geeks were right!

***I apologize in advance for my lazyness lately, specifically right now and this blog...***

The Faint just released their 6th studio album titled Fasciinatiion on August 5th, 2008, a follow up to their 2004 superbadass hit Wet From Birth.
I don't think it measures up.
At all.

HOWEVER...I wouldn't say this is a shitty album (it's a grower though that's fer damn sure) it's just different than the last, and not nearly as catchy the first time through.
More obscure, less dancy, and a ton more synth can sum up this album nicely.
Incorporating a lot more distortion and build up, but not actually building up to anything...
They also seem to have gotten a lot cleaner and angrier, less dirty sexy lyrics and more spooky undertones...

Yep. That's about all I have to say.
I like it... it's The Faint after all... But it's no Wet From Birth, so don't expect it to be.





I'm Sarah. I do what I want.

Since when did Conor become Dylan?

So I'm sitting here listening to the Conor Oberst self titled solo album and like, HOLY SHIT.
Can you say Bob Dylan?
HELLO!
I'm actually amazed. And I've always loved Conor and Bright Eyes, but this album completely blows me away.
No doubt about it, Conor Oberst is actually the next Bob Dylan.
100%.
The song Getwellcards has an uncanny resemblance to Dylan... the folky guitar, the voice, everything. Later in the album a song titled Moab helps to strengthen the connection as well.

WOW.
WOW.
WOW.

It just keeps getting better and better. From the beautifully haunting piano in Eagle On A Pole and the upbeat toe tapper called NYCGone Gone, Oberst has outdone himself once again... and this time is going to be hard to beat, with or without the help of his many bands.

Incredible.
Listen to it.
Now.
KK.





I'm Sarah. I do what I want.

Girl Talk = B your L in my F.

Undoubtedly one of the most genius men whose name I do not know (actually I just googled it and it's Greg Gillis), the mastermind behind Girl Talk does it again with his 4th cd titled Feed the Animals. The album is available online on his myspace for free, and you can download the digital version for as much as YOU want to pay... For those who pay over $10 you will also receive the actual physical when it comes out.

Honestly, this album seems to incorporate every pop song that I've loved in the last year, paired with every classic hip hop/rock song that you can imagine:

Mixing Lil Mama's Lip Gloss over Metallica's The One (LIKE THIS)
...
Sinead O'Connor's Nothing Compares 2 U with Lil Wayne/Dj Drama's Gettin' Some Head (PLAYING YOUR PART PT 1)
...
The Weight by The Band fused with Blackstreet's No Diggity which then transforms into Cassidy's My Drink, My Two Step over Ace of Base I saw the Sign (STILL HERE)
...
Crank That Soulja Boy and Jailbreak by Thin Lizzy (DON'T STOP)
...
Outkast's Mrs Jackson flows into Jackson's 5 ABC with Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody (WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT)
...
Len's Steal My Sunshine with I Want You To Want Me by Cheap Trick to Young Leek's Jiggle It followed by Jimi Hendrix Purple Haze and Yael Naim's New Soul with Eminem and Nate Dogg's Shake That (NO PAUSE)

And there are so many more songs that you will recognize, like ones we all know from Fern Gully (na nananana nananana nanana nanana... just me?) and Dawson's Creek...
etc etc etc
It's absolutely Brilliant with a capital B!





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Rancid, Rancid, Rancid...

Amazing, amazing, amazing!
What else is there to say?
They played so many great songs, and there was so many more that I wish they played... Even whipping out some Operation Ivy, although unfortunately no Lars and the Bastards...
They are still incredibly tight and flawless, not to mention gorgeous.
And with Sick of it All opening, they totally rocked the show.
Clearly one of, if not the best, show to be at this summer... this year... ever?

Well, maybe not ever... I'm sure it didn't come close to something like Bob Dylan's 1975 Madison Square Gardens performance or anything, but you get the point.

As much as I despise Skye Sweetnam and her duet with Tim, I think I've finally completed the anger step and I'm on to acceptance... accepting the fact that no matter what they do on their own time Rancid will always...always...always kick ass.







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Wakestock or Bust: Bust. ... Propagandhi or Bust: Propagandhi!

Well, it's Friday... I'm a week late and I'm super lazy, so I'm not even going to bother putting much effort into reviewing events that most people have already forgotten about, and all the rest didn't even know/care about to begin with...

Wakestock.
Who even cares anymore?
This year it was down to one stage instead of two (I can't remember if there were two still last year) and the bands were not nearly as stacked as they have been in the past... The worst part is that between each set there's like 40 minutes of quiet time where you can go watch wakeboarding or peruse the tents, but that gets boring after the first intermission... especially if you're only there for the music. Don't get me wrong, wakeboarding is pretty sick, but not "3 days worth of watching" sick.
Anyway... I missed Friday but we got there Saturday early afternoon and walked in to the sounds of Dodger, a punk band that has been around ever since I can remember... Who, by the way, still sound the same as they did when I was back in high school watching them play in Port Hope. Needless to say they haven't gone anywhere and probably won't... but way to keep trying boys!
Then it started to rain. And by rain I mean downPOUR. Do we all remember two weeks ago at Warped tour? Well just my luck, this time it was WORSE! Probably the most exciting (and terrifying) part of the entire weekend was the fact that it also started to thunder storm directly over the island.. the winds picked up taking huge branches off of all the trees... the ground turned into mud instantly... and lightening struck a tree leaving 5 people with minor injuries caused by the shock of the lightening hitting the ground. Needless to say it was the scariest moment of my life, as getting hit by lightening is probably my greatest fear and storms scare the shit out of me.
Finally about an hour later the rains let up and the sun came out, and so did Rebel Emergency... the worst band I've ever seen before, and that's saying a LOT. I'm not even sure how to categorize them, since half their set was covers (U2, Sublime) and really shitty ones at that. Their own stuff was trying to be ska/pop/punk as far as I could tell through the suck. Honestly watching this band on stage made me unhappier than any rain or storm ever could... the singer was horrible and stiff making for an uncomfortable stage presence, and at the end he decided to put a surf board out into the crowd and attempt to stand on it for 2 seconds before getting back onto the stage and ending the set... L-A-M-E!!! I can't even continue writing about them, I'm getting mad just thinking about it.
Next was Classified, and he was DOPE! And he sang about dope. A lot. Nevertheless he definitely made me forget my worries, forget all my cares and actually enjoy myself even though I was drenched to the bone and in the worst mood ever after R.E.
Unfortunately after two weeks in a row of standing in the pouring rain I had no energy left in me to trek around through the mud for the rest of the day to see Hot Water Music, RZA and JZA... so we left after Classified and got drunk in dry clothes at home instead.

Sunday was a pretty boring day on the island, we got there a little bit later, just in time to see Lights who weren't much to watch but definitely good background music to hear while having a few drinks and watching some Wakeboarding. The mud was still covering the ground from Saturday but they had put tons of boards down so that it was somewhat bearable. We stayed until about halfway through Dragonette, who had really bad stories and a worse stage presence.. and nobody cared enough about Metric to stay any longer so that was that for Wakestock. Boo.

Sunday night was far from boring however. Mother Fucking PROPAGANDHI bitches! Finally they are back, and with a new album in the works!
We missed the first band (whoever that was) and Hostage Life... who I love, but they play in Toronto all the time and the Edge ruined them a little bit for me by playing their single ever 2 seconds... I got sick of it and I don't even listen to the radio on a regular basis.
None of that even matters.. it was all about Propagandhi and they totally delivered. Surprisingly they played a lot of old shit, a few from Potemkin City Limits, and a couple brand new tracks that sounded fucking wicked! There was no way Prop could let anybody down at this show, one of the best I've been to in a while. And Chris had an amazing moustache to top it all off... haha!
Welcome back Propagandhi!!!















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