Blog: What Do You Love About Music?

The blogosphere may be pushing this new Pumpkins track down your throat like it's the best thing to drop from Corgans guitar and Chamberlain's drums since Mellon Collie, but it's still missing something. You want to buy into the heavy guitar riffs, Chamberlain's thundering drums and the all-so welcome violin interlude, but somehow the song just never moves past the sonic insanity into

http://www.patrolmag.com/index .php?id=296 I had a huge bitter entry written last night about "Things I Don't Know," (Wolf Parade) but then God decided it was better I didn't publish my vitriolic prose and killed the internets. Let's try a short little ditty to a song that you've probably already heard of, from a band you've probably been listening to longer than me. Waving Flags is one of

originally appearing at Patrol Magazine If you’ve even heard of this backroom-concept folk-rock band, you would know that Sleep Station albums are dark, lo-fi, and obsessed with strange stories seeming more at place in a fusion of twisted 1980’s B-grade science fiction and Tim Burtonesque romance, than an indie-rock folk album. While this manifestation of front man Dave Debiak’s schizophrenic

Girl Talk w/Dan Deacon Black Cat Washington, D.C. This was right up there with Arcade Fire as one of the greatest shows of the year, if not my entire life. I’ve got paragraphs of praise in my journal just dying to get out into public view, but I’m afraid if I let most people read those thought, they might become completely convinced that I’m a trip-head of colossal proportions. You’d have to

(originally appearing on Patrol Mag ) Christmas came early last Friday, and, for once in my life, I didn’t feel profoundly under whelmed when the last gift was opened. I’ve been hyping Andy Zipf and his Pfriends on Pfilm tour for the last few months, and, as this opening date at S.O.T.A. in Fairfax got close, I tried to prepare myself to be disappointed. It’s not that I didn’t believe the

originally on, Patrol Mag When I informed a nameless individual of Hispanic descent that this song had been on repeat in my room, I got one response, “Dude, you’re gay.” Insensitive and offensive comments aside, while I think I understand what attracts me sexually, I’m still cataloguing those musical combinations which will ensnare my ear drum on multiple occasions. This song illustrates an

originally appearing on, Patrol Mag This is Andy Zipf, and he wants to be your friend. Your “pfriend,” as he likes to say. He’s got a tour, it starts tonight in Fairfax, Virginia and over the next few weeks Zipf will be bringing a musically mind-blowing sensory explosion to mid-America—it’s called Pfriends on Pfilm. Andy ZipfHumor him and don’t write him off as clichéd, just because he

I’ve got a special place in my heart for Over the Rhine, even when I don’t feel like I’m in a place where my heart identifies with theirs. Not going to lie, it’s hard to listen to a couple who love each other this much. Even when you go back to the angst of “Ohio,” you still feel like you’re not really sure that you can identify with Linford and Karin, except in the sense that you wish that

This is another one of those bands that I’ve got more than just a musical affection for. Since I started listening to Sleep Station many years ago, lead singer Dave Debiak has found a way to capture my heart and ear drums far too many times. With his side project, New London Fire, Debiak didn’t disappoint my long held love. I Sing the Body Holographic was seductive, catchy, and oh so powerful

Yes. This song has been out for quite a while. No. This band will not change your life. But you should still listen to this song. Yesterday, the Spree released a video for “We Crawl,” off their 2007 rollicking semi-political romp, “The Fragile Army” and baby, if this video won’t make you smile, you’ve got less emotion in your soul than Hillary and Fred Thompson combined. I’ve got a soft

way much more coming soon. Jan 18 2008 9:00P SOTA Fairfax, Virginia Jan 19 2008 8:30P The Watershed Lexington, South Carolina Jan 20 2008 8:00P Village Tavern Charleston, South Carolina Jan 21 2008 8:00P CJ’s Gallery Franklin, Tennessee Jan 22 2008 8:00P Pour Tuscaloosa, Alabama Jan 23 2008 8:00P Soundpony Tulsa, Oklahoma Jan 24 2008 8:00P Front Porch Springfield, Missouri Jan 25 2008 8:00P

Appearing in Patrol Magazine soon: New London Fire is one of the smoothest undiscovered bands on the music scene today. Headed up by multi-tasking frontman Dave Debiak (Sleep Station) the band’s freshman release, I Sing the Body Holographic, is anything but disappointing. Lush, powerful, expansive and absolutely danceable, their single “Different” is one of the most impressive tracks and

Appearing on PatrolMag.com soon: On New Marketing and the Traditional Music Business Model NM- You marketed this album pretty differently with the free EP being released far in advance, it doesn’t seem like you are afraid to give away music, can you talk about that, and how that’s worked with your label? DD- Well it was their idea. I agreed with it, we weren’t going to get anyone to buy it

Appearing on PatrolMag soon: Part Three- A Day in the Life. NM- Day job? DD- I own a store with my wife and we just kind of go there during the day, we own a line of makeup and massage, waxing stuff like that. NM- How is that balancing those two things. -Air Siren goes off in the background- DD- Apparently like its 1945 and the fucking Germans are about to bomb my town. What the heck

:This is a letter I wrote to a member of the faculty of my school at the beginning of the summer and I kind of forgot about it. Honestly I think it describes somethings in it's overblown length rather well. so read if you want. arcade fire's there too. enjoy. Dr. ____, So I've actually been gone away from computers for the last week, and just made my way back to a monitor, keyboard and DSL

this is an older review, that I found in my inbox that i forgot to stick up. so maybe enjoy? It wasn’t just the beards which united the two performers taking the stage at Messiah College in Grantham, PA on Saturday night, as Sam Beam (Iron & Wine) and David Bazan (Pedro the Lion) both dealt heavily in a folk-style dark examination of love, family, and God. Looking like two escapees from

Here’s the requisite track bashing I’ve been promising for awhile, I’ve been saving this song for a couple weeks because honestly, it’s probably one of the worst pieces of generic, pretentious refuse that I’ve heard in the last four years of my life. Seriously, it’s that bad. I think that this is Kid Rock’s attempt to write an intelligent song with meaningful social commentary; if this is

For some reason, this song has been driving through my head for the last week. It started in Virginia with the onset of a suffocating zombie-like fog, continued through the layover mind trip of friday and woke me up this morning screamin, "you've gotta give it away." U2 rarely gets the respect due for Pop, and I could spend hours talking about this is one of the best albums you've never heard,

This song took fifteen tries and one listen to hook me. A technologically handicapped friend told me that they had a song I, "had to hear," unfortunately it took at least three hours for her to send this song over gmail. (it's called compose message/attach file/email address/ click send... not that hard) For all the effort associated with this musical transfer, I really wasn't expecting

So now I park my car down by the cathedral, where the floodlights point up at the steeples. Choir practice was filling up with people. I hear the sound escaping as an echo. Sloping off the ceiling at an angle. When the voices blend they sound like angels. I hope there’s some room still in the middle. But when I lift my voice up now to reach them. The range is too high, way up in heaven. So I