Friday, December 26, 2014

Picture Dump, Christmas Edition, 12.26.2014: Paper Fleet Sticker Release, YEAH! Band Camp Benefit, Money Fire Records Holiday Party, Jeanies Cassette Release

December was a rush, and we snapped pictures at as many events as we could. The month started with Paper Fleet releasing their latest album on sticker with The Planes, Holy Tunics, Major Crush, and spit. Andy at Cake Shop cleverly repurposed his sticker machine into a vendor of digital downloads, and commissioned Paper Fleet to write the fittingly titled Stick Around. At the end of the week, Paper Fleet played the Youth Empowerment through Arts & Humanities (YEAH!) Rock Camp Benefit with The Rizzos, The Mad Doctors, and Stonedhenge.

Fast-forward two weeks, and Money Fire Records hosted their holiday party featuring The Amputees, The Black Black, Earworms, and Fellow Project, who released an album for the occasion. The following night, The Jeanies released their long-awaited self-titled debut with the help of The Mad Doctors, BIG HUGE, and Games.

So dig these pictures, have a great time closing out 2014, and we'll see you in the new year.

The Shows: Paper Fleet (Jon Mann, SZ #10) record release at Cake Shop w/ The Planes (Stephen Perry, SZ #2 and Brian LaRue, SZ #30) Holy Tunics, Major Crush, spit — Monday, December 1, 2014.

YEAH! Rock Camp Benefit at Don Pedro w/ The Mad Doctors (Seth Applebaum and Greg Hanson, SZ #20), Paper Fleet, The Rizzos, Stonedhenge — Friday, December 5, 2014.

Money Fire Records Holiday Party and Fellow Project record release at Muchmore's w/ The Amputees (Louis Ramos and Nova Luz, SZ #13), The Black Black (Jon Daily, SZ #26), Earworms, Fellow Project — Thursday, December 18, 2014.

The Jeanies (Joey Farber, SZ #23) Cassette Release at Muchmore's w/ The Mad Doctors, BIG HUGE, Games — Friday, December 19, 2014.

Depicted below: spit, Major Crush, Holy Tunics, The Planes, Stonedhenge, The Rizzos, The Mad Doctors, Earworms, The Black Black, The Amputees, Fellow Project, The Mad Doctors (again), BIG HUGE, The Jeanies.


— DJH, BW, + JM

Monday, December 1

Monday, December 22, 2014

In Defense Of: Powerman 5000, Tonight, the Stars Revolt!

This In Defense Of was contributed by Greg Hanson: mad doctor, big cheese, and son of X-51.

“So face forward, with arms wide open and mind reeling. Your future has arrived. Are you ready to go?” The announcer of some great unknown B-movie beckons in the spoken word intro of Tonight, the Stars Revolt!, before the mercilessly crunchy guitar open of “Supernova Goes Pop” throws you into a starship careening towards the sun.

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Square Zeros Show Listings, Thur-Sun, December 18-21

Square Zeros Show Listings, Thursday–Sunday, December 18-21

This guy, this big guy right here, he's ready for the weekend.
And he's singing something more than Silent Night.

'Tis the season for rocking (and for corny holiday references). The holiday season is on full blast and I, for one, am thankful that I have somehow missed all the usual holiday song staples and have instead tickled my ears with some sweet sweet Brooklyn/NY tunes. Gotta get away from Mariah Carey? Check out these shows going strong through the weekend.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

In Defense Of: Grateful Dead

This In Defense Of was contributed by Ani Monteleone, a Brooklyn-based singer and  keyboardist who wants to tell you all about what a long, strange trip it’s been.

Williamsburg, 2014? Grateful Dead, 1969.
“What a long, strange trip it’s been,” arguably the most recognizable Grateful Dead quote of all time, was also the most oft-quoted line printed under my classmates’ senior photos in our high school yearbook. My suburban New Jersey school was full of Dave Matthews Brand '90s hippies, and I surely scoffed at their lame attempts at being profound by using a Grateful Dead line as their senior quote. (My quote was probably something extremely angsty-sounding by some obscure band like Bleed or Chokehold.)

That being said, up until that point I had never given much thought to the Grateful Dead either way. My parents, who were a little too young to have been hippies themselves, raised me on a steady diet of jazz and The Beatles. My friend Colleen gave me Bikini Kill’s Pussy Whipped on cassette tape for my fourteenth birthday, and it was punk and riot grrl from there on out. When I hit the tween years, I turned quickly to punk rock. For most of my teenage career, if it wasn’t on Kill Rock Stars, Sub Pop, Lookout!, Revelation, Jade Tree, Ebullition, or K Records, then it was get it the fuck away from me.

Least Likely to Listen to Grateful Dead.

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Square Zeros Show Listings, Fri–Sun, December 12–14

Square Zeros Show Listings, Friday–Saturday, December 12–14

These guys have the right idea.

As I'm writing this, it's snowing. Welcome, Winter, to our city. We're going to complain about you. Trudge to shows in boots and parkas. Drink more whiskey than we should, because it's "keeping us warm," and be generally morose until you're done. But we like you. We like the snow and the fifteen minutes it looks pretty until this great city turns it into sludge. Let's celebrate, shall we, for Winter is here! Trek outside, there's good stuff happening this weekend...

Monday, December 8, 2014

In Defense Of: Rod Stewart

This In Defense Of was contributed by Carter Logan, a Brooklyn-based drummer who thinks he's got something to say to you.

It's honey-coated sandpaper. Gravel in a glass of brandy. A sweetly battered instrument, improperly used for maximum effect. It's as though his vocal chords were distilled and aged in charred oak barrels, then finished off with a carton of smokes. The result is a caramelized sting that cuts to a lyrical heart. Rod Stewart's voice is Sam Cooke run through British overdrive.

I found it accidentally. I was probably about thirteen, living in a boring town in Florida, and I had just asked for and received a cheap turntable for Christmas. On December 26, I convinced my parents to drive me over to the only record store I knew in town — a dirty little shop in a strip mall called Daddy Kool. While my mom semi-patiently waited in the car, I spent hours in that store picking out stuff that — if I was lucky — would get the nod from the punk guys behind the counter.

Around this time my interest in pop punk was bleeding through the lines into garage, psychobilly, cow punk, lo-fi blues, and pretty much anything loud, fast, and "primitive". So these first vinyl purchases were stuff like Rocket From The Crypt, The Humpers, and New Bomb Turks...and then, for some reason I can't quite explain, Rod Stewart.

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Square Zeros Show Listings, Thurs–Sat, December 4-6

Square Zeros Show Listings, Thursday–Saturday, December 4-6

[[THURSDAY, December 4:]]

Here's Josh from The Mad Doctors. You'll see his mug a lot this weekend. 

Remember when The Mad Doctors
(Seth Applebaum and Greg Hanson, SZ #20) were on tour, and we missed them dearly for those three weeks in October? Well, forget about that, because they're back this weekend to end their post-tour drought with three shows in a row which starts Thursday night at the Psychic Pokemon Psych Fest w/ Heeney, Dumbwolves at Don Pedro 8pm $5 LINK

Monday, December 1, 2014

In Defense Of: Bon Jovi

This In Defense Of was contributed by Aileen Brophy, a Brooklyn-based rocker whose thunderous basslines routinely take it to 7800o Fahrenheit.

“I gotta go, I gotta, I gotta go, I gotta… I got…I got…I gotta do it again.  Wait a minute, hold on… I’m not done.  One more time.  WITH FEELING!”
                        — Bon Jovi, “Bad Medicine"

That line pretty much encapsulates the Bon Jovi formula for me. I’m talking about “Bad Medicine”, the smash hit off of 1988’s New Jersey, which was their album after their 1986 breakthrough, Slippery When Wet. Now, Slippery is probably acknowledged to be the ur-Bon Jovi record, the one that contains most of the monster hits that we all know and love to scream along to at karaoke (Ironically? Not ironically? I don't even know anymore). "Livin’ On a Prayer", "You Give Love a Bad Name", "Wanted Dead or Alive" — they're all on there, and they're all great. But New Jersey was the follow-up album that really delivered, polishing the pop-metal formula to a perfect sheen with just the right mix of everyman anthems about girls, cowboys, hangin’ out with your buddies, and loving your hometown.  And Bad Medicine is the tune where all the crucial elements of Bon Jovi’s winning formula collide.