https://youtu.be/kjHm07-flYY?si=2cUb9MAg7Z8zRF- U rip Steve albini - after your bassist blasted me for recording this, you made light that I might have been checking Facebook instead of recording them lol also stood right in front of his mic for this show basically; said thanks Steve at the end; he replied "you're welcome " 5 major musical hero🤘

I really want to get feedback, but putting so many distortion and volume makes the buzzing louder, even on a good amp. Is there a way to bypass that?

Multi instrumentalist and vocalist in North Hills area looking for open minded musicians for an alternative/experimental band. The style is primarily alternative, lots of post punk, shoegaze and experimental influences. Looking for musicians in there 20’s who will contribute to original songs and will bring there own personality and influences to expand the style and add unique elements to the sound. Must be interested in trying different things musically and having fluid influences. You do not need to be a virtuoso but should be able to play consistantly and think critically about the songs and your parts. If you have any background or interest in management and business that would be great too, I consider myself an artistic leader but not much of a business man. I have a working knowledge in production and have some demos recorded that I can share with you. I’m looking for people who will take the band seriously, shows up to practices, practices there parts, contributes to the overall process. Group practice at least once a week but potentially more as we go on, and I would like to get to a point where we could play shows frequently and someday tour. Feel free to reach out if interested, share some of your biggest influences, and maybe we can figure something out, thanks for reading!

Yo La Tengo, Slowdive, Flaming Lips, Pavement, Radiohead, My Bloody Valentine, XTC, Brian Eno, Wire, Replacements, Pixies, Talk Talk, Slint, Unwound, Ramones, Stone Roses, Neil Young, Sonic Youth, REM, Mitski, Lilys, Number Girl, King Crimson, Joy Division, Stooges, Gang of Four, Failure, the Cure, Codeine, Bedhead, Cocteau Twins, Blonde Redhead, Bjork, Supercar, U2

I've stumbled across the odd album review or essay here and there, but would really like to find more. Does anyone know if there's an online archive that would have stuff he wrote in zines/magazines from way back? I've been wondering for a while, but the past couple days have sent it straight to the front of my mind again. R.I.P.

EDIT: I understand he was a troubled guy in his youth, I’ve already heard about all the controversies. I’m interested in his music journalism. Please hold off from harping on all the other stuff—not because I don’t agree he made awful mistakes, but just because it’s not relevant here.

I used to work at a restaurant in Los Angeles run by an old Chicago punk guy & his wife. David Yow was an old friend of theirs and he was playing a few shows up the street and was coming in for dinner - it was the first time the owner had seen Yow since opening the place so he was excited to show off his success.

I was the only guy in the kitchen who would know who David Yow was & so he asked if I wanted to bring the food out and meet him. As we were putting together the meal he mentioned David was with their other friend Steve. I thought nothing of this and focused on plating and getting the off-menu dishes together.

When we brought the food out to the table, there was David Yow sitting and chatting with Steve Albini. I did my best to keep it cool and I got introduced to the guys and they asked me to sit for a little bit. I told Steve he was easily the most influential person in my musical life, and about how he had a big influence on how I approached working as a chef. I talked to Albini about his work with Zeni Geva and he complimented my Residents shirt. I was asking about his guitar tone on Two Nuns & A Pack Mule when I got the eyes from my boss that I should probably acknowledge David Yow - so I told him that I really loved the way Steve made his band sound. Yow responded with "yeah of course" and I removed myself to go back to the kitchen where I was sure the other guys were in the weeds. Shook both their hands and ran off. Spent the rest of the night glowing that I got to talk to and feed one of my lifelong heroes.

The next week my paycheck was a little more than I expected and I noticed my hourly rate had been bumped up. Usually a raise was accompanied with a conversation and a little pat on the back from the owners, so I went to the office to see what was up. When I asked what prompted the pay bump, I was told:

"When you left the table Steve said give that kid a raise, and when Steve fucking Albini tells you to do something you do it!"

Rest in Peace to that glorious bastard.

Didn't know where else to post this and I figured you guys would appreciate this.

Around 2011 I went down to Bell House in Park Slope to see Shellac.

I got there very early. Nobody was there yet but the staff let me in to the bar regardless. Sitting at a table were three nearing middle aged dudes. I didn't immediately recognize any of them. I got a beer and asked if I could sit with them. They were super affable and totally obliged me. I had a seat and started making small talk; I told them that I'd never seen Shellac and how excited I was for the show. They said they didn't even know what the hell a "Shellac" even is but that they were happy for me.

This very goofy glasses wearing guy at the center asked me if I had ever heard the "Talking Dog" joke. I said no.

He starts telling me what can only be described as a fifteen minute monologue about a talking dog.

I'll paraphrase it. A Hollywood producer is driving along I-15 on his way back to Los Angeles. Every few miles he sees a sign for a Taking Dog. At the final exit, his curiosity gets the best of him so he decides to pull off to see this Talking Dog for himself.

After driving through cornfield spotted roads for what felt like dozens of miles he finally happens upon a farm. Above that farm, a large billboard saying "HOME OF THE TALKING DOG". At this farm he finds a farmer shoveling manure. He asks "Where's the talking dog?" Farmer crudely gestures behind the barn.

With great trepidation the Hollywood Producer makes his way behind the barn where he happens upon a dog. The producer says "Hi.". The dog says "hi."

The producer is blown away. "You're a talking dog! That's incredible! How did this happen?"

So the dog goes into detail about the various events of his life. At first as a puppy, he would sing Christmas Carols with the family. It was a cute novelty but as he grew older, he grew more sentient. He decided that this small town life was insufficient so he enrolled in college and was eventually accepted into Harvard's PhD program for English Literature. After College, he still felt unfulfilled, so he joined the CIA. He would be placed into foreign embassies and spy. Foreign diplomats wouldn't know better, they would just pet him. But he would report everything to the state. He did a lot of good work there. Saved a lot of lives, navigated the Iran-Contra crisis. After this he discovered that music was truly his passion. He went on the road doing backup vocals for Stevie Wonder. He was actually the mind behind Inner Visions. Eventually he decided it was time to settle down, so he went home, knocked up a bitch, had a liter, and here he is today.

The Hollywood producer was absolutely floored. He said "One second" - and he ran back around the barn. Finding the farmer, he proposes "That dog is unbelievable. I can make him a star! How much do you want for him?"

The farmer goes, "I don't know. Ten bucks?"

"Ten bucks!?" goes the producer. "But that dog is incredible. He's a PhD. He's a patriot, he was with the CIA, he was the mind behind Inner Visions. Why so little?"

And the farmer sighs, and he says "That dog's a fucking liar. He didn't do any of that shit."

I sat there in stunned silence for about two minutes before the three guys go "Alright, nice meeting you man, hope you enjoy the show!" and they vanish into one of the back rooms of the venue.

About an hour and a half later the show starts, Shellac comes out on stage, and I immediately realize that these were the very same guys I was just sitting with and that Steve Albini just spent 15 minutes telling me a joke about a talking dog.

a band i found when looking for bands similar to daughters and it sounds similar minus the vocals because theyre moderately different but fit noiserock, blown and agitator are really good songs, but nobody knows about this band