One of London’s burgeoning musical minds, James Mathé (who goes by the moniker Barbarossa) was recently picked up by Memphis Industries. To celebrate the signing, new single “The Load” was just issued. Watch the video for the track below.
One of London’s burgeoning musical minds, James Mathé (who goes by the moniker Barbarossa) was recently picked up by Memphis Industries. To celebrate the signing, new single “The Load” was just issued. Watch the video for the track below.
Few bands survive the reboot Alice In Chains launched in 2008, six years after the death of its troubled powerhouse singer, Layne Staley. Guitarist Jerry Cantrell admits the idea of reemerging from stasis with a new vocalist, William DuVall, felt like a gamble. The result was Black Gives Way To Blue, a work worthy of standing alongside the band’s masterpiece, 1992’s Dirt. Though few would have predicted such a return to form, the album was certified gold, topped scads of best-of lists and launched two full tours. The new The Devil Put Dinosaurs Here stays true to the Alice In Chains sound, a dense shroud of gloom occasionally lifted by soaring harmonies and delicate riffs. For every dirge stomp like “Pretty Done” and the menacing creep of “Lab Monkey,” there are echoes of Jar Of Flies’ haunted acoustic beauty (“Voices,” “Choke”) or the filthy groove of “Stone,” the album’s second single. DuVall will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Read our brand new Alice In Chains feature.

DuVall: Joe Carducci was one of the partners at SST Records (Black Flag, Sonic Youth, Hüsker Dü. Minutemen, Meat Puppets, Dinosaur Jr, Bad Brains, Soundgarden, etc.) during the groundbreaking label’s heyday. He has since become an author of several worthwhile books of cultural commentary, including Rock And The Pop Narcotic and Enter Naomi: SST, L.A. And All That. The New Vulgate is his blog, collecting articles written by himself and other socio-political culture critics on everything from ’70s L.A. punk to the current Chinese economy. Whether one agrees or not with all of the assertions made by the various pundits, The New Vulgate is consistently some of the best reading one can find on the web.

After two promising EPs, musical nomad Xenia Dunford has just released her debut LP, His & Hers. Her roots-rock and Americana elements deem Dunford a great piece to your summer road-trip soundtrack. Download “The World Is Yours” below.
“The World Is Yours” (download):
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Every Saturday, we’ll be posting a new illustration by David Lester. The Mecca Normal guitarist is visually documenting people, places and events from his band’s 29-year run, with text by vocalist Jean Smith.
Last week I learned that some sea shanties were navigational tools; directions away from the rocks on the Atlantic coast of Canada were built into the lyrics. Folk songs, in my mind, are purposeful in the same way. I grew up looking at the overt simplicity of a Pete Seeger record album, wondering what delighted my father about “ticky-tacky” when his real passion was jazz.
My childhood memory of jazz on the hi-fi is one of not trusting that my parents knew enough about the symbolic gesture field to love it, to really love it the way they seemed to want to.
I only just recently learned about slaves hanging out quilts as navigational tools for those heading north to freedom, knowing their masters weren’t looking at bedding for clues.
I am white
and therefore the oppressor.
That I am rattled by jazz
trumpets a flock of arrowheads
pointing north towards success.
Punk—and its edgy-enough contemporaries, including 2-Tone—came up, full voice from the throats Margaret Thatcher had her iron grip on, to rasp and roll from the U.K. and collide with outcroppings of culturally motivated configurations in the USA with such a force that subsequent musical stylists must navigate—to this day—the same way a sailor singing in falsetto spies a bit of land in the second chorus. “How close to the rocks has my fragile wooden hull drifted?” a contestant on American Idol should, but likely won’t, be asking themselves as they soar away from including anything important in their copy-cat renditions, preferring to fly up the scale like Icarus on waxy chords of fame.
And there are those few and rare and far between like Bob Wiseman who make taking on the world look easy, while, at the same time, I’m wondering how the hell he does it? Not why.
“Breathing In The Dark,” from The Eagle & The Poodle (Matador, 1996; Smarten UP!, 2009) (download):
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Few bands survive the reboot Alice In Chains launched in 2008, six years after the death of its troubled powerhouse singer, Layne Staley. Guitarist Jerry Cantrell admits the idea of reemerging from stasis with a new vocalist, William DuVall, felt like a gamble. The result was Black Gives Way To Blue, a work worthy of standing alongside the band’s masterpiece, 1992’s Dirt. Though few would have predicted such a return to form, the album was certified gold, topped scads of best-of lists and launched two full tours. The new The Devil Put Dinosaurs Here stays true to the Alice In Chains sound, a dense shroud of gloom occasionally lifted by soaring harmonies and delicate riffs. For every dirge stomp like “Pretty Done” and the menacing creep of “Lab Monkey,” there are echoes of Jar Of Flies’ haunted acoustic beauty (“Voices,” “Choke”) or the filthy groove of “Stone,” the album’s second single. DuVall will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Read our brand new Alice In Chains feature.

DuVall: For all the Angelenos in the MAGNET-sphere, finally there’s a real-deal juice bar in Studio City for those times when you just can’t (or don’t want to) schlep over the hill into Hollywood to get your fix. Royalty Cafe is a family-run place with all of the inherent care and personal charm that brings (free samples, eagerness to please, attention to detail, good vibes, etc.). Tony, Anna and their daughter Annete are some of the nicest people you could meet. Their café is tiny but filled to the brim with the most beautiful organic fruits and vegetables, which they use to serve the finest made-to-order cold-pressed juice I’ve had yet in the city of Los Angeles. They also make really good sandwiches, wraps, homemade soups, fresh salads, smoothies and the best almond milk I have had anywhere. Another remarkable thing is how happy, polite and good-natured all of the customers are to one another, despite the close quarters. In all the times I’ve been there, I have yet to catch one whiff of the usual L.A. rat-race-me-first bullshit that one so often encounters in this town. It’s as if everyone is so happy this place exists that they check their nonsense at the door. Royalty Café is the sort of spot that you almost hesitate to tell people about for fear that word will spread far enough for it to eventually be over-run by the Douche Brigade. But we’re all friends here, right?
One of the many projects of the Magnetic Fields’ Stephin Merritt, Future Bible Heroes will be putting out their first LP in 11 years Partygoing on June 4 via Merge. If you were wondering how the FBH crew is doing these days, watch the recently commissioned video chat with Merritt, Claudia Gonson and Christopher Ewen below.
Few bands survive the reboot Alice In Chains launched in 2008, six years after the death of its troubled powerhouse singer, Layne Staley. Guitarist Jerry Cantrell admits the idea of reemerging from stasis with a new vocalist, William DuVall, felt like a gamble. The result was Black Gives Way To Blue, a work worthy of standing alongside the band’s masterpiece, 1992’s Dirt. Though few would have predicted such a return to form, the album was certified gold, topped scads of best-of lists and launched two full tours. The new The Devil Put Dinosaurs Here stays true to the Alice In Chains sound, a dense shroud of gloom occasionally lifted by soaring harmonies and delicate riffs. For every dirge stomp like “Pretty Done” and the menacing creep of “Lab Monkey,” there are echoes of Jar Of Flies’ haunted acoustic beauty (“Voices,” “Choke”) or the filthy groove of “Stone,” the album’s second single. DuVall will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Read our brand new Alice In Chains feature.

DuVall: One of the first boutique film companies and, in my view, still the best. Between the quality of presentation (and restoration, where needed), the often-fascinating bonus material, the liner notes, packaging and the overall level of care and scholarship applied to every film they take on, Criterion remains the state of the art. I will take a chance on a film I’ve never heard of simply by virtue of it being given the Criterion treatment. It’s introduced me to dozens of incredible movies I would have otherwise never experienced and made me look at many of my old favorites in a whole new way. I can’t think of a stronger endorsement than that.
Video after the jump.

The former drummer from Montreal indie band Islands, Aaron Harris has ventured off into new waters alongside Jessie Newkirk to form Steel Phantoms. Their debut single, “Curtain Call,” has just been released, and it’s also a track off of the duo’s July 16 self-titled EP. Lucky for you, “Curtain Call” is available below for a free download.
“Curtain Call” (download):
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Few bands survive the reboot Alice In Chains launched in 2008, six years after the death of its troubled powerhouse singer, Layne Staley. Guitarist Jerry Cantrell admits the idea of reemerging from stasis with a new vocalist, William DuVall, felt like a gamble. The result was Black Gives Way To Blue, a work worthy of standing alongside the band’s masterpiece, 1992’s Dirt. Though few would have predicted such a return to form, the album was certified gold, topped scads of best-of lists and launched two full tours. The new The Devil Put Dinosaurs Here stays true to the Alice In Chains sound, a dense shroud of gloom occasionally lifted by soaring harmonies and delicate riffs. For every dirge stomp like “Pretty Done” and the menacing creep of “Lab Monkey,” there are echoes of Jar Of Flies’ haunted acoustic beauty (“Voices,” “Choke”) or the filthy groove of “Stone,” the album’s second single. DuVall will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Read our brand new Alice In Chains feature.

DuVall: I have so many favorites among Duke Ellington’s peerless catalog of compositions, but one that I come back to time and again, particularly when I need to be reminded of the endlessly beautiful possibilities in life, is “Sunset And The Mocking Bird,” the first movement from his “Queen’s Suite.” Recorded on April 4, 1959, for Queen Elizabeth II, “The Queen’s Suite” was only made available commercially in 1976, the year following Ellington’s death. Prior to that, it existed solely on the single vinyl copy pressed exclusively for Her Majesty and presented to her by the composer. “Sunset” is based on one of Duke’s simpler yet nonetheless evocative themes, introduced by the maestro alone on piano. The moment when the orchestra drifts in like an ocean breeze to join him is one of the most soothing and breathtaking sounds I’ve ever heard. From there, it just gets better: those velvet horns, the fluttering and cascading counter-melodies, Duke’s thoroughly modern phrasing and comping, the awesome pocket the whole ensemble creates, Johnny Hodges’ soaring restatement of the melody at 2:35. It’s all magnificent.
Video after the jump.