Photos and words by Samantha Saturday “Does it feel like 4:39 to you?” remarked John Reis just before leading The Night Marchers into an early matinee set at Alex’s Bar on Sunday. Even with the sun still shining outside White Murder, The Night Marchers, and Hot Snakes kicked the atmosphere into high gear. Hot Snakes [...]
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Behold! It’s floppy, it’s flexi, it’s free to anyone who wants to wander in to our Gories / Spits / Oh Sees / Kid Congo / Cheap Time / Total Slacker show tonight at Emo’s in Austin and it’s got two-minutes-and-then-some of thee mighty Reigning Sound playing live at Alex’s Bar in your very own [...]
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The all-powerful Reigning Sound roared out of Memphis with the realest soulful rock ‘n’ roll since the Flamin Groovies, the Real Kids and Esquerita all ruled the earth together. They visit California far too seldom, so don’t miss these shows at Alex’s Bar this weekend! (With the Strange Boys opening!? How will we ever go back to normal?) Win tickets here, and then read this interview by Chris Ziegler.
December 30th, 2011 · 2 Comments
L.A. reggae band the Aggrolites have been slogging it out Studio One style since the early 2000s, most recently releasing their Rugged Road on Boston label Young Cub. Hot in pursuit of the question of just how a man comes to play reggae in Southern California anyway, we called Jesse Wagner for a few minutes diagnosis. This interview by Ron Garmon.
December 5th, 2011 · 2 Comments
King Tuff recorded every song on his new record all by himself in the dead of night. It’s one of the best freak-in-full-freak-mode albums of the decade. Find it, buy it, cook it, eat it. This interview by Chris Ziegler.
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so many wizards SO MANY WIZARDS, EUGENE AND THE 1914, AND KENSETH THIBIDEAU ON THURSDAY DEC. 16TH AT ALEX’S BAR, 2913 EAST ANAHEIM STREET, LONG BEACH. 9:00PM/ $5/ 21+.
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When he began to play, looking like a drunk, face glazed with sweat and mouth askew, it took a while to reconcile the image of Mike Watt with what was happening with his hands and face and body. Much like when you see something shocking on the street—like people having sex or a grizzly car accident—there’s a lag time between the sensory and intellectual registration of what’s going on.