Bummed LA and NY got final Nine Inch Nails shows, but Philadelphia was left out? We have just the good news to cure your blues. Them Crooked Vultures, better known as "Dave Grohl's New Supergroup," released a very select few US tour dates this week and oh, look at that—lucky us, Philly is on the list! While Gothamist and LAist were turning mighty green (no shows for them as of right now) we were busy cherry picking the online presale this morning. After forty full minutes of severe Ticketmaster password failure we finally managed to our golden ticket into what promises to be an epic Electric Factory event.
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How could Phillyist not love Fred Mascherino, perhaps better known by the name of his current project, The Color Fred? The 34-year-old local—a Temple alum raised in Coatesville, lest you question his local 'cred'—gained local notoriety with Breaking Pangaea and a national following from his work with Taking Back Sunday. So it's not surprising that we've covered Fred before, and we'll continue covering him when we get the chance.
6. Pony, Celebration. Video here. Katrina Ford's crazy breathless stacatto chirping "I just want to be with you" over a sick bassline kicks this party into overdrive. Or maybe I just have a thing for anti-hero type female lead singers. Either way. It works.
Protest over national vs. regional chains, the never-ending debate over the place of cars and bicycles in our metropolises, professional sports scandals, remembering a solemn day, and being issued a search warrant - it all happened across our sites this week!
Portugal The Man isn't a country or a person; it's a classic 3-piece band from Alaska whose latest album, Church Mouth, is a collection of indie music with a rich classic rock flavor. Their website says that bands referenced on the disc include the Beatles, Led Zeppelin, the White Stripes, the Mars Volta and Santana, and... yep, we can hear all of those in there. Especially the White Stripes, since lead singer John Baldwin Gourley sounds quite a bit like Jack White.
This is going to be a short post. We basically just wanted to tell you that there exists in the world an all-girl Led Zeppelin tribute band called Lez Zeppelin, and that they're playing World Cafe Live tomorrow night. If you don't already want to see them, we're not sure we understand you. Lez Zeppelin may be one of the best band names ever, especially given the fact that it's being applied to four women playing covers of songs by what may be the greatest rock band of all time. Even better, we've stopped by their MySpace page and listened to a few samples of their work, and it turns out they actually play the songs quite well, too! So what more do you need?
I'm just going to come out and say it: I . I didn't want to. I was worried that it'd be disappointing. The original was brilliant, and the second was a very strong sequel, but the Tomatoes had me convinced that the third would be less-than-stellar. The third installment of the popular series didn't equal the first two, but it had more of what made the first two so enjoyable: adult humor.
Venue: Starlight Ballroom
At the Galactic show on Thursday night, the attitude was "What smoking ban?" New friends became old friends who passed the bowl without thinking about TLA security guards trying to blend in with the crowd in their maroon t-shirts. The room, about three-quarters full, moved intently, sometimes languidly for those with grey beards and wedding rings; more jerkily for those with bare chests and new curly cues.
What's new and/or interesting in Philly theaters this weekend.
Man, are we going to an awesome show tonight. Wolfmother's in town, people. They're playing the Electric Factory with like-sounding "retro-rock" act Dead Meadow and indie pop rock outfit Silversun Pickups. We're putting "retro-rock" in quotes because these bands aren't just retreads; they're starting with some old sounds, yes, but they're making them fresh and new.
My preview for Saturday night's Dylan show at the Wachovia Spectrum was pretty enthusiastic, but I'll level with you: I'd heard the stories, and I wasn't expecting all that much from his performance. But even with my relatively low expectations, I was still a little disappointed. A number of times during Dylan's set, I thought I'd stumbled into an easy listening/soft rock concert by mistake, or that he'd been replaced by a froggy William Shatner. He talk-croaked his way through most of his songs, and his band seemed so concerned with not up-staging him that they barely played at all. As Dylan hunched, shuffling and swaying, over his keyboard and groaned out the barely decipherable lyrics, the guitarists mostly just quietly jangled in the background, while the drummer politely tapped his drums to keep time. Only at the ends of certain songs, when Dylan was done "singing," did the guys kick it up a notch and really bang out a great outro. More than once I found myself yawning and checking the time.
Yesterday, local radio station WXPN finally finished their playback of their list of the 885 Greatest Artists of All Time, as voted by the XPN community. You can see the entire list here, and make sure to check out this awesome entry on XPN's blog, which is packed with YouTube videos featuring vintage concert footage of the artists who made the top ten. Speaking of the top ten, here they are:
What's interesting on TV this week.
How would you describe the typical Jethro Tull fan? Well, middle-aged, for one. Phillyist has been able to drink legally for several years now, but we were still probably the youngest fan in the audience . The Rolling Stones wish that they were still so sharp.
