Straight and Frankenstein tall stood Kim Fowley in the low-roofed Redwood Lounge last weekend. Presiding over another installment of “Hollywood Sexual Underground”, the legendary songwriter-producer-impresario was haranguing a roomful of sweating freaks and lovelies when I clambered in off the street on another boiling hot Friday night. “Are there any lesbians or drunks in the house tonight?” he intoned from somewhere near the ceiling, glowering about the narrow room like a rock ‘n’ roll Vincent Price.
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ZIG ZAG WANDERER: MICHAEL JACKSON, KIM FOWLEY AND ALEX CHILTON
July 25th, 2009 · 2 Comments
60 WATT KID @ WOMEN
July 22nd, 2009 · 1 Comment
Cutting the set much too short, they wrapped up with their Willy Alexander-esque “American Standard,” an against-type rockabilly tune, wherein Litrow meandered through the audience shouting things at people. They plunked the last few echoey notes, and sadly, the hip-hop CD started its thing once more. As the audience made its way to the lawn, I caught one young man with a Misfits tattoo on his neck tell his girlfriend “These guys were siiiiick!”
PODCAST: SEAN CARNAGE MONDAY MIXTAPE #2
July 20th, 2009 · 2 Comments
courtesy sean carnage Download: Sean Carnage’s Mondays Megamix #2 [Audio clip: view full post to listen] We asked adopted Angeleno extraordinaire Sean Carnage to continue presenting his series of mixtapes collecting some of his favorite bands—local and otherwise. Here’s the second installment! (And click here if you missed the first!) Los Angeles is currently at [...]
SEAN CARNAGE: NOISY AND GAY RIGHT FROM THE START
July 5th, 2009 · 19 Comments
Sean Carnage has done so much for L.A. music that there had to be a movie made to help document it. He’ll be celebrating four years of DIY shows (across six venues!) all this month at Women during his traditional Monday night residencies, and he’ll have the official Sean Carnage birthdayversary spectacular on July 27. This interview by Drew Denny.
ZOMBELLE + DOUBLE DAGGER @ WOMEN
July 1st, 2009 · 1 Comment
After the din of ‡ ended, Zombelle got set up. She and her collaborator were decked out like Vampire Hunter D. With a kaoss pad noise wash underneath, Zombelle gesticulated hurling reverb drenched sixties truisms. A broken guitar lay on the floor, plugged in I suppose. Most people stood in awe at what could be called an avante-Zombelle set.
