Sunday, July 19, 2009

Dead Weather Breaths Life Into Evil Blues







On my business trip this week, I speant one night in my Westin hotel room flipping through the always so strange aggrigate list of aweful channels they offer. (Fox News and Headline News but no MSNBC, the Golf Channel but no Comedy Central, HGTV but no MTV - every time on on the road this confirms I'm not the type of peron they cater to). Any way, I did waste an hour watching True Blood, HBOs latest hit that capitalizes on the current Vampire fetish to show us what it would be like if these mythical romantic beasts lived among us. The show is utter crap. Bad acting, slow, gratuitious violence mixed with sex. It's disturbing as it is boring.

The major personal time suck for me while on the road was devoted to the new Jack White side project The Dead Weather. Their album Horehound is everything True Blood wants to be. It's pure evil. Jack and his band have gone deep into the backwoods of Louisiana to conjure up sports that haven't been awaken since Jimmy Page dabbled in the dark arts. They are what the kid standing in the corner at the end of Blair Witch Project heard.

With fuzzed-out bass, Jack pounding the drums, and sinisterly sexy singing from Alison Mosshart of The Kills, this band doesn't sound like a side project. It's a fully realized unit, with all parts given the space to scare and shine.
So forget True Blood and Twilight. Go deeper into the psyche where sex and evil spin together into a cyclone of dark blues. True evil doesn't have fangs. It's in the real life nightmare this album soundtracks.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Going Mobile







Damn Twitter. Since the new kid on the block came into my life, I've started thinking almost exclusively in 140 charicter bursts. While fun, there are so many topics to cover and stories to tell that I do want to spend a little more time and letters on. But, some of my most inspirational moments aren't while I'm sitting behind a computer. So I invested $3 in an iPhone blogging app to take my show on the road.

One paraghaph into the grand experiment, and I'm liking it.

-- Post From My iPhone