Yesterday  in Santa Ana, I relived a bit of my youth at the homeland-security-threatening Cacophony Society documentary extravaganza that included a preview screening of Jon Alloway’s Cacophony Society documentary Into the Zone: the Story of the Cacophony Society followed by the grand opening of the Cacophony Society Zone Show “art” retrospective at Santa Ana’s Grand [...]

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For fans of noise, you can’t go wrong with “Lost in the Murk,” which has squeaky hinge noises straight out of David Tudor’s “Rainforest” backed up against what sounds like someone breathing angrily. This may not be your cup of tea, but the emperor does wear clothes.

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Currently the series only has 9 days left in their Kickstarter campaign, and they have only about 1/3 of the $15,000 they need to self-publish! Please, visit their Kickstarter page and, if you’ve ever read their anthology or just want to read this year’s copy, contribute something. Most donations will get you a copy of the book itself–even a tiny donation can land it into your Kindle–so check it out.

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If the excitement of seeing Dinosaur Jr. reformed, rehearsed, and rapacious isn’t enough to sell you on the project, get this: all the footage was directed and patched together by none other than Dave Markey, director of such amazing films as The Year Punk Broke, The Reinactors, and my perennial favorite, Rap Damage (In Seearch of the Hip Hop Rabbit).

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Somehow the Aggrolites are of that Warped world, and yet they have successfully fought its worst urges and drained all the suck out, leaving behind a “dirty reggae” sound that is highly pure, largely instrumental, organ-driven, and at times even beautiful. Listening to this album is like watching the female skinheads of This Is England walking down the street in their braces and boots.

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This new, official video by the party mavericks Magic Machines begs the question, “What if we just used the cartoons you already know?” Never has the future looked so much like a trip down memory lane.

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Every rainbow owes its existence to a rain cloud, and that dark space between the two is filled by Corridor’s music. As Corridor, Michael Quinn has recently released his second album, Real Late, with Manimal Vinyl. It’s heavy, intense stuff that wields a fine metal edge to reveal something beautiful. We sat him on the couch between L.A. RECORD’s Dan Collins and Daiana Feuer.

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If Ty Segall and Tim Presley’s White Fence are our era’s New York Dolls and Velvets, then Portland’s Welcome Home Walker could easily be our Brownsville Station: comparatively clean but subversively hip Americana about girls, parties, and, um… taking baths (see how clean this is?), too raw to be the Georgia Satellites but too aw-shucks to be garage.

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For those who want a sneak peek of tonight’s live performance by Dinosaur Jr., with an interview from Henry Rollins included in the package, check out our 2009 interview of J. Mascis by Allison Anders, with an assist from daughter Tiffany Anders! Rollins is a funny guy, but it’ll be hard to top Allison Anders [...]

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