Sunday, 29 June 2008

Hawklords

Hawklords   
Artist: Hawklords

   Genre(s): 
Rock
   



Discography:


25 Years On   
 25 Years On

   Year: 1978   
Tracks: 8




Essentially a Hawkwind spinoff ring, the Hawklords' run barely lasted a class, just proved important in convincing founder-guitarist Dave Brock to yield his parent band one more scene. The initial impetus grew from Hawkwind's six-week accompaniment least sandpiper 'tween February and April 1978 in America. Brock reportedly base the exercise so disheartening that he sold his guitar exactly transactions after the terminal California.




Hawkwind managing director Doug Smith confident Brock to reconsider. To keep off the contractual and Hawkwind nominate, Brock called his new ring the Hawklords, which formed during the summertime of 1978. The lineup included late Hawkwind stout Bob Calvert (vocals), as well as Harvey Bainbridge (bass, keyboards); Steve Swindells (keyboards) (of String Driven Thing and Pilot, (of "It's Magic" renown); and drummer Martin Griffin.




Hoping for a Jefferson Airplane- to Starship-style transition betwixt the iI name calling, the Hawklords embarked on a 25-date fall 1978 UK tour to push their 25 Years On album and "Psi Power"/"Death Trap" single. The classic Hawkwind wakeless still shone through the new material -- albeit with a rawer edge that as well attracted jr., punk-era fans confused by the band's reputation as cussed '60s-era holdovers.




"Psi Power's" classic lyric just about an unwilling receiver of extrasensory percept power became the to the highest degree abiding Hawklords song, at least for for a while (it opens the 1984 live album This Is Hawkwind, Do Not Panic). But efforts to establish the new ring grew complicated after the third gear reissue of Hawkwind's classical space tilt anthem "Silver Machine," which reached #34 on the UK charts.





Predictably, Brock's and Calvert's ever-fractious alliance didn't hold up intact for long, either; in January 1979, Calvert left to engage his on-again, (mostly) off-again solo life history. Griffin besides departed, enabling Simon King to retake the side that he'd held in both bands 'tween 1975 and 1978.





Now pared to a compact foursome, the Hawklords suffered a farther blow when Swindells defected, as well, departure Brock and Bainbridge to carry the masthead for a few more drifting months. Almost on cue stick, Charisma issued the PXR5 album in May 1979 -- which had been recorded by the final Hawkwind lineup, merely shelved due to the confusion circumferent the parent band's next.





The inevitable happened when Brock reverted to victimization Hawkwind's key out by the summer of 1979, which only made sense -- since several of the same people had played in both bands, in any event. With King back in the congregation, guitar player Huw Lloyd-Langton and ex-Gong keyboardist Tim Blake linked the resurrected Hawkwind in time for the year's beginning gig at Leeds' supposed "Futurama Festival." Brief as it was, the Hawklords' melt down became an show of "commercial enterprise as usual" -- fifty-fifty if the corpus players took an remarkably circular route to get on that point.






Saturday, 28 June 2008

Dirty Diggers

Dirty Diggers   
Artist: Dirty Diggers

   Genre(s): 
Electronic
   



Discography:


The Pleasure Is All Mine   
 The Pleasure Is All Mine

   Year: 2007   
Tracks: 13




 






Ryme Tyme and Younghead

Ryme Tyme and Younghead   
Artist: Ryme Tyme and Younghead

   Genre(s): 
Drum & Bass
   



Discography:


Fever Shock Therapy   
 Fever Shock Therapy

   Year: 2001   
Tracks: 1




 






Movie Reviews: Wanted

Wanted is another comic-book of a movie likely to go over well at the box office, according to analysts. (In fact it's based on the comic books of Mark Millar and J.G. Jones.) It also goes over well with the critics. Roger Ebert in the Chicago Sun-Times calls it "an action picture that's exhausting in its relentless violence and its ingenuity in inventing new ways to attack, defend, ambush and annihilate." Kyle Smith in the New York Post says that Wanted will satisfy most audience's wants: "a stunt sundae with stunt sauce on the side and a side order of stunts." Elizabeth Weitzman in the New York Daily News predicts that "your adrenal glands will be working overtime." And Claudia Puig in USA Today concludes: "The thrilling stunts and hyperkinetic action scenes are the undisputed stars of this surprisingly entertaining film." On the other hand, Manohla Dargis in the New York Times suggests that all the furious mayhem really signifies not a whole lot. "Beating down the audience is what the crudest entertainments try to do, and in this respect, and in every other, Wanted is nothing new," she writes. And Mick LaSalle in the San Francisco Chronicle observes: "There are two ways, equally valid, of looking at Wanted: (1) as a go-for-broke action movie of mixed quality and modest but definite entertainment value, or (2) as a sick, sick movie for a sick, sick public." He then goes on to make the case for both viewpoints, concluding, "The sound of cheering you'll hear tonight in the multiplex is not good news."


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Rastaliens

Rastaliens   
Artist: Rastaliens

   Genre(s): 
Trance: Psychedelic
   



Discography:


Freestyle   
 Freestyle

   Year: 2002   
Tracks: 8




 





Carlo Resoort

Tim McGraw ejects fan from concert

Singer seen on video shouting 'Get rid of this guy'





NASHVILLE, Tenn. -- If Tim McGraw isn't looking for trouble, it must've been looking for him.
Fan video shot Tuesday in Auburn, Wash., shows the country singer help eject an unruly fan.
McGraw shouts "Get rid of this guy," summons security and helps arriving crew members haul him onstage. When the heavyset fan moves toward McGraw, the singer threatens him with a cocked fist as he's hauled away.
The band's performance of "Indian Outlaw" never stopped. And as if on cue, McGraw steps to the mic and picks up with the line "I ain't lookin' for trouble ...."
A statement from McGraw's representative said he witnessed the man rush up and attack a woman, and he intervened when security couldn't respond quickly enough.

Alla, Es Tiempo

Like most U.S cities, Chicago is a magnet for immigrants, and this trio of Mexican-Americans have named themselves Allá (Over There), as a way of referring to their background. But apart from the fact that their vocalist Lupe Martinez sings in Spanish, there's little about their psychedelic Latin pop that might indicate their roots.

The band's debut album Es Tiempo (It’s Time) is apparently the culmination of four years work in various venues, including John McEntire's Soma Electronic Studios. Perhaps unsurprisingly then, parts of this album suggest the influence of his post-rock ensemble Tortoise, most obviously El Movimiento, and the stumbling percussion and saturated sounds of Tú y yO, which closes with an intriguing blitz of electronic effects. With its surging string and brass arrangements, Un Pedazo reflects the space jazz experiments of Chris Bowden, with an additional nod to Milton Nascimento. The hypnotic title track underlines the band's declared love of Krautrock, while Golpes del Sol sounds like a subtle tribute to Brian Wilson.

At her best on the pretty Sigue Tu Corazon, Martinez has a pleasantly breathy but fairly unremarkable voice that's been compared to Saint Etienne's Sarah Cracknell. Unfortunately her vocal has a tendency to blend in with the elaborate, multi-layered arrangements of brothers Jorge (guitars, keyboards, production and composition) and Angel Ledesma (drums and percussion).

The vibe is generally light while Martinez is singing, but there's a rather interesting instrumental interlude on consecutive tracks Sazanami and La Montana Sagrada which show a more adventurous, psychedelic post-rock side, and at times even a beautiful ambient vibe.

After several spins, though, there's not a lot that sticks in the memory, and a certain emotional detachment seems to pervade the album as a whole. While it’s great that Allá don’t feel compelled to sing in English, not quite enough substance remains once the undeniable sonic charm of their music wears off. It’s mildly diverting rather than essential.


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