Biography from Wikipedia: Pinback is an indie rock band from San Diego, California. The band was formed in 1998 by singers, songwriters and multi-instrumentalists Armistead Burwell Smith IV (also known as Zach Smith) and Rob Crow. The band’s moniker is a reference to a character in the film Dark Star, and audio samples from this film are used frequently in the band’s early works.
…and they sing about the sea (and falling into it) quite a bit.
Pinback - Avignon “I spent a life time knocking ’round the same old patch of concrete. I waste all my time breaking rocks and painting smiles on my feet…”
Pinback - Manchuria “No one can choose. No one can decide their fans or their families. We stand outside ourselves. Define ourselves, by standing outside ourselves…”
AFTER THE SHOW: Great show despite some sound issues, and a messed up computer preventing the use of any samples (meaning, Rob had to speak the part in songs like “Boo”). Met the band, got the setlist (again, because that’s better then blocking someone’s view with a camera…thanks again blonde girl). Rob likes Newcastle…a lot, and before they played “Penelope”, he said “this song is about my feelings“…that was cool.
Although I wait for most things anxiously, after playing out Peter von Poehl’s 2006 album “Going to Where the Tea-Trees Are”, I am “anxiously awaiting” his new release.
The only information regarding the release of his second album can be found in the following un-dated post from his website (when exactly is the “Swedish spring”?), where you can also preview a new song from May Day. I hope he runs out of money soon so I can buy his new album.
Dear All,
Swedish spring seems to have finally started to get its act together. I’m enjoying my mid day coffee break at my favourite studio: AGM. A day like today with the sun in my eyes (making the typing a bit difficult though) i can’t really complain.
I’m roughly half way through my new record, going under the working title “MAY DAY”. Soon i’ll be running out of money – and conveniently – that’s when this album will be finished. I thought i should give you a glimpse of what’s going on. Here is a demo of a song called ‘Near the end of the world‘. Sorry about the sound quality, but it should give you an idea…
Peter von Poehl - The Story Of The Impossible Lyrics
Whatever happened to the great escape?
The finest enemy.
Crafted with pride by monsters on the train.
The world is great to suckers.
We have the story of the impossible.
A tale passed on so frail.
One of make-belief.
Maybe impossible to achieve.
And really close.
Who sew the lion’s hungry in the cage?
With the confidence of a clown.
The little man who rises on the stage,
as he falls without a safety net.
We have the story of the impossible
A tale passed on so frail.
One of make-belief.
Maybe impossible to achieve,
but oh so close.
Tegan and Sara - Call It Off Lyrics
I won’t regret saying this, this thing that I’m saying.
Is it better than keeping my mouth shut,
that goes without saying.
Call, break, it, off.
Call, break, my own heart.
Maybe I would have been something you’d be good at.
Maybe you would have been something I’d be good at.
But now we’ll never know.
I won’t be sad but in case I’ll go there.
Everyday.
To make myself feel bad there’s a chance I’ll start to wonder if this was the thing to do.
I won’t be out long, but I still think it better if
you take your time coming over here.
I think that’s for the best.
Call, break, it, off. Call, break, my own heart.
Maybe I would have been something you’d be good at.
Maybe you would have been something I’d be good at.
But now, we’ll never know.
I won’t be sad but in case I’ll go there.
Everyday.
To make myself feel bad there’s a chance I’ll start to wonder if this was the thing to do.
I’ll start to wonder if this was the thing to do.
Monday September 15th 2008, 11:05 am
Filed under: ACL 2008
Austin City Limits Music Festival : September 26-28th, 2008 : Austin, Texas
Picking and choosing between artusts at ACL is never an easy task. The number of live shows that come to town prior to the date should help, but often makes it even more difficult to decide. (Should I see them again? Or should i choose someone different this time?) It’s nice to allow room for changing moods, but it’s always good to get a solid idea of which artists are worth jogging from one side of the park to another for…
Want to make your own schedule for the 2008 ACL Festival?
* Step 1: Go to ACL.08.Sched.org
* Step 2: Pick a Username/Password.
* Step 3: Choose the artists you want to checkout.
* Step 4: Print your schedule, or post your widget online for all to see.
“Rain rain go away, come again another day…” My friend Douglas and I made a mix. Go over to his place- Fresh Cherries From Yakima- to get Tear Jerk: A Recycled Cherries Mixtapeand its accompanying write-ups, now.
Why? Yes! What a superb way to make Monday a good day of the week.
Why? - Fall Saddles from Elephant Eyelash, 2005. “You carried God like a bouquet of balloons…”
Yoni, the lead singer from Why?, is one of my favorite lyricists and his songs hold some of my favorite lines, like the one above. The other day I watched a middle aged woman load a bunch of helium balloons into the back of her Jeep Cherokee in the Randall’s parking lot. She had a big smile on her face, but it was a scene that changed from happiness to disappointment in seconds as I watched three of the bunch *POP* when she tried shoving them into a space that wasn’t big enough. Such good intentions in those balloons, but she pushed it. I found something here that said Fall Saddles was written by Yoni to his dad who had left home and “found God in the Jesus Freak movement”. The comment also said that the samples used in the song are from a recorded letter his dad made for his mother after she left him.
Why?’s new album, Alopecia, is getting a good deal of attention this year (still not as much as it deserves), but I’d definitely recommend checking out some of their earlier albums as well. If you haven’t done so already, you can get Why?’s CDs, LPs and EPs now from their record label, Anticon.
AFTER THE SHOW: amazing show. met the band. got the setlist off Josiah’s drum kit (because that’s so much better then blocking someone’s view with a camera, or asking someone to write their name on something…)
Where have all the badass female rockers gone? Three of them will be at Emo’s Friday night under the The Smiths’ induced moniker “Girl in a Coma”. While other concert goers jump up and down and throw bows at shows (not sure what the punk term for that is), each time I see the band perform live I can’t help but to stand there motionless with my mouth dropped open in awe of Nina’s sweaty guitar strumming, lyric pelting badassness. The passion and energy that she (Nina-lead singer) and her sisters (Phanie Diaz-drums, Jenn Alva-bass) put into their music is enough to awaken your senses to reminisce back to a time when indie music was about more than major promos and competing for TV car commercial spots.Girl in a Coma was recently signed to Joan Jett’s Blackheart Record’s label, which was started by Jett herself during the release of her first album. After being rejected by several major labels, Jett became the first female performer to start her own independent label and that once-rejected album went on to reach Gold status in the U.S. Girl in a Coma was asked by Morrissey to open for his ‘07/’08 US and European tour, and has performed at SXSW 2007, the 2008 True Colors Tour, and will be opening for Tegan and Sara during their tour this fall.
Can’t make this show? Dry your emo tears and wipe off that mascara. GIAC will be back in Austin to perform with Bitch (another awesome! artist) at the Mohawk on November 9th.
Girl In A Coma - Say
from Both Before I’m Gone, 2007
Biography from Wikipedia: Pinback is an indie rock band from San Diego, California. The band was formed in 1998 by singers, songwriters and multi-instrumentalists Armistead Burwell Smith IV (also known as Zach Smith) and Rob Crow. The band’s moniker is a reference to a character in the film Dark Star, and audio samples from this film are used frequently in the band’s early works.
