On this retrospective, the former Nerves/Plimsouls alum assembles a collection of demos and unreleased outtakes from his lengthy solo career. The folk protest-style songs generally take issue with the state of the American political and economic immorality…
October 25th, 2011 · 1 Comment
ANNOUNCING THE WINNERS OF THE PAUL COLLINS ALL-TIME SUMMERTIME POWER-POP CHAMPIONSHIP! (JULY JOYFULNESS INSIDE)
July 1st, 2011 · No Comments
Paul Collins of the Nerves and the Beat plays tonight at Blue Star, so in honor of his writing some of the most killer power-pop anthems of all time, we asked contestents to submit their own picks for unbeatable summertime songs. Had a lot of very strong contenders—we even had to tie-break at the end! [...]
WIN TICKETS TO SEE PAUL COLLINS + AUDACITY + GARBO’S DAUGHTER + PANGEA AT BLUE STAR BAR THIS FRIDAY!
June 27th, 2011 · 1 Comment
You know Paul Collins even if you don’t know you know Paul Collins. He was the drummer for the Nerves–that foundational L.A. powerpop band responsible for such timeless tunes as “Hanging on the Telephone”–and frontperson for Paul Collins Beat (née the Beat). This Friday you can see him play at the Blue Star Bar in [...]
June 14th, 2011 · No Comments
PRESENTED WITH BURGER RECORDS AND VOLAR RECORDS. GET TICKETS HERE!
April 6th, 2011 · No Comments
Like most aging rock ‘n’ rollers in L.A., I’ve sang a Nerves cover onstage with a band at some point in my life, and I also hate young people. So I wasn’t exactly unbiased when I was loaned (not even given) the super-limited cassette version, hot off the presses, of this tribute to Paul Collins, Peter Case and Jack Lee—the three guys who banded together as power-pop pioneers the Nerves during 30 or so pivotal months in the ’70s.
December 5th, 2010 · 1 Comment
I’m going the same way I got there, sneaker power. With the ghetto blaster on my shoulder, the Miracles light the way.
What lonesome thoughts and dreams on this homeward roll? I can’t say at all. Sad? I know, and angry too, also a bit elevated from the night, but on the verge of weeping over whatever happened between me and whoever it was up there after the show. This story by Peter Case