Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Best Groomed Facial Hair


Mike Piazza retired yesterday only a few days shy of what would have been the 10th anniversary of his trade to the Mets.

Has it really been ten years?

I remember when I first heard about the trade. I was on my way to practice for what would be the last little league team I played for. I was in the car when the radio announcer came on and said that the Mets had just completed the deal to bring the All-Star catcher to New York.

I couldn't believe it. I was twelve and Mike Piazza was my favorite player who didn't play for the Mets. Now he was a Met. I was ecstatic.

Practice seemed to be more fun that day. I remember having a warm-up catch with one of my teammates and talking the whole time about how great Piazza was and how he's really going to help out the Mets.

Piazza did help the Mets. He was probably the greatest position player the Mets ever had. Now the Mets are falling apart and disappoint the way they always do.

The Mets could really use another player with perfectly groomed facial hair and the ability to carry a whole team on his bat.

Get Over Yourself

About a week ago I got an email from my friend Jayme Gonz asking me if I was interested in writing for his blog, Get Over Yourself.

I gladly accepted and will now be doing some album reviews and other assorted writing for the blog.

I posted my first review yesterday of the album Corruption Concealed (Under Deceptive Slogans) by Astpai.

You can check the review out here.

Monday, May 19, 2008

Waste, Waste, Waste


To Dumpster Divers this comes as no surprise, but the New York Times reported yesterday in the Week In Review that Americans waste 27 percent of consumable food. That's an astounding number. Twenty-Seven percent!

The article goes further to explain that the large amount of wasted food is not scraps of food, but whole, consumable food that could easily be provided to those without access.

One quote from the article:

“We’re not talking about table scraps,” said Joel Berg, executive director of the New York City Coalition Against Hunger, explaining the types of wasted food that is edible. “We’re talking about a pan of lasagna that was never served.”


In a time when food shortages and riots are breaking out worldwide, is it really such a shocker that the United States consumes more food than anyone else and wastes more at the same time? It's the American way to have more of everything; to be bigger; to waste.

I've gone dumpster diving a few times, the first was by far the most exciting, probably because it was the first time. I was 17 I was playing a show in Connecticut with my old band The Buddy System. We were young and didn't have much money. The show ended late and it seemed that nothing in the town we played at was open. Except for a Dunkin Donuts. I had remembered there was a rumor that after midnight they take whatever doughnuts on the racks and throw them in the dumpster. Luckily it was 1:00 A.M.

We pulled up behind the Dunkin Donuts, found the dumpsters, jumped out of the van, quickly browsed through the bags of garbage before returning to the van with a bag full of doughnuts. They were not fresh and mixed in the bag was other assorted waste. I was the only one to eat a doughnut. It wasn't great, but it was edible. It tasted like day old doughnut.

If that's what it's like at Dunkin Donuts imagine what happens at super markets. The amount of food that is thrown away is unfathomable. Wasted food could be used for so much more, but in the uncontrolled world of American consumerism it rots while others starve.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Pleased to Meet Me Review


Go to Punknews.org and check out my review of the album Pleased to Meet Me by The Replacements.

Yes the album is twenty-one years old, but with all the hype around the band lately and my purchase of this album on vinyl two months ago I thought it would be a good idea to write a review.

You can read it here.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Sick Mic, Brah




A few months ago the New York Times began a blog titled Measure for Measure, which features entries from some modern musicians. The intent is to describe the song writing process - how a song is written, recorded and ultimately performed.

Today's entry from Andrew Bird recounts the recording that he is currently undertaking at Wilco's studio in Chicago. If you're at all interested in the recording process this is an excellent article.

I'm especially interested by the RCA 44 microphone from the 1940's that Bird used to record drums. I want that! Where can I get my hands on one?!?


In the past whenever I've done a recording session it's usually been pretty straight forward. We'd usually have limited time and rather than really focusing on how to get the best sound, we (my band mates and I) would focus on playing the best of our ability. Thinking about it now, I'm not sure if that's necessarily been the best approach. I think that the recording musicians that have gained success in the past did so because of their ability to make a recording sound great. The type of microphones used, the sound of the recording space, the placement of mics all play a pivotal role in forming a great recording.

Geez, I'd love to record drums with a vintage microphone.

Friday, May 9, 2008

New Jack Swing

The late 80's had a lot of pretty crazy musical movements, but New Jack Swing was probably one of the best.

The combination of hip-hop's rhythms and sampling with R&B vocals produced a sound that could have only come from that era.

As a kid I loved the Ghostbusters. I would watch the movies and cartoon non-stop, not to mention play with all of the action figures I had. I also became a big fan of the music, especially the music played in Ghostbusters II.

More specifically the song "On Our Own" by Bobby Brown. As a five year old I would have the song stuck in my hand and would dance around the house listening to it.

The New Jack Swing style was everywhere in the late 80s/early 90s. Everyone from Michael Jackson and New Edition (including all of it's splinter groups) to New Kids on the Block to Sesame Street influenced by the genre.

But then it disappeared. All of a sudden the feel good dance grooves were replaced with heavier, hardcore beats has gangsta and hardcore rap entered the mainstream.

New Jack Swing didn't last very long, but it continues on whenever you hear a hip-hip that features some sort of smooth chorus. Plus who can forget hi-tops, fades, and parachute pants?

Here are two of my favorite New Jack Swing Songs. The first is my "jam" when I was five, and the other is a classic from Biv Bell DeVoe.



Thursday, May 8, 2008

Stoner vs. Candy?


People love marijuana. People who smoke marijuana, usually called stoner's, love candy when they have the munchies.

So wouldn't marijuana flavored candy be the perfect product for the High Times crowd?

Doug Stoner doesn't think so. Stoner, who is a Georgia State Senator from District 6, has been a strong advocated of a recent bill passed by the State of Georgia which bans the sale of such candy to minors.

Candies with names such as "Pot Suckers" and "Kronic Kandy" are made using hemp oils, and many critics claim promote a drug lifestyle. Critics have also asserted that the companies behind such candy have promoted these products specifically at minority people.

Now being caught with marijuana flavored candy will result in fines of up to $500.

Senator Stoner....fighting the good fight against the oh-so-harmful marijuana-flavored candy.

For more info: http://www.wsbtv.com/news/16186311/detail.html

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Dodger Stadium - The End of Civilization


The Mets are in L.A. at the moment and today will play the third of a three a game series. The past two nights I've been staying up late to watch the Mets lose to the Dodgers (What fun?!). During the broadcast there's been much talk about how this year marks the 50th anniversary of the Dodgers moving from Brooklyn to Los Angeles, and how Dodger Stadium has remained virtually unchanged since it opened in 1962.

For many baseball fans the move of the Dodgers (and the Giants) to the west coast marked the end of an era in baseball. The old style of playing was replaced with more teams, expanded rosters, and the commercialization of the game. Like with many aspects of modern society the expansion of professional baseball, while a seemingly minuscule event, marked an obvious choice that society as a whole was making.

The Dodgers (of Brooklyn) were a beloved team that united the whole Brooklyn community. The local stadium of Ebbets Field was representative of the traditional baseball stadium. Much like Fenway and Wrigley, Ebbets was an integral part of the local community. The 1950's saw an end to these local centers of culture as more people decided to leave urban centers and expand out to the suburbs. The move of the Dodgers to L.A. goes hand in hand with the move of people to greener pastures.


The Dodgers organization were in search of a new, rejuvenating life which they found in the sun of Southern California. The Dodgers have thrived in California, more so than they did when they played in Flatbush. Part of their success has been attributed to their home field, Dodger Stadium, which has often been considered one of the best pitchers parks in the league with the likes of Sandy Koufax, Don Drysdale, Fernando Valenzuela, and Orel Herschiser all thriving within the confines of the expansive field.

On a deeper level the success of the Dodgers represent the success, or mirage of success that American society has experienced. The idea of the suburban American dream with a nice home, two car garage, and steady job go hand and hand with the image that the Dodgers emit. Dodger Stadium was the first stadium of its kind. The setup of the stadium allowed a more relaxed fan experience within the expansive seats of the stadium, but more important was the location of the stadium.

Built on a hillside overlooking downtown Los Angeles, Dodger Stadium became the first ballpark that was only accessibly by a modern freeway. Unlike the stadiums of the past that were easily accessibly by public transportation, Dodger Stadium was the sports complex for the modern-suburban-automobile age. It set the stage for the creation of a series of huge, expensive concrete structures that would be surrounded by a sea of concrete parking lots.

America's pastime was adhering to the growth of society and giving into the demands of urban sprawl. The fifty years of the Dodgers on the west coast creates a certain insecurity for many people. For my grandfather it's the pain that he's felt since his beloved Bums left his Brooklyn home. He still tells me stories about how right fielder Carl Furillo would throw out lazy runners going to first base. But for others, the move west by the Dodgers has a different meaning. It means gridlock, expensive hot dogs and beer, aggravation with finding a parking spot. It means driving your car everywhere. It means some modern version of manifest destiny.

It's the epitomy of expansion, urban sprawl and unsustainable life.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Flight of the Conchords Review



I recently wrote a review of Flight of the Conchords debut, self-titled, full length over at Punknews.org

You can check it out here.