Easily one of my favorite punk rock bands: Big Black! Steve Albini introduced me to electronic music (sort of). His use of a drum machine was often criticized by some of my pals. It's here that I really began widening my musical taste. Somehow, I got from The Clash to Big Black! to Nurse with Wound all when I was a teen. While this may seem like nothing, my amazement is that it was done without the internet. Discoveries in underground music for a teen in the rural piedmont of South Carolina came through record liner notes, band acknowledgements, and zines. There were no search engines that produced related links, or music webstores to produce customized lists for customers who bought this, also bought...
In his first public performance since disaster put him in a wheelchair, Robert Wyatt sings the Monkees' I'm a Believer. On June 1, 1973, an inebriated Wyatt fell from Lady June's Maida Vale home fourth story window during a party. He had produced one album with his Matching Mole project, which he ultimately abandoned after being paralyzed from the waist down. This prompted Wyatt to embark on a solo vocal career and he essentially gave up drumming (although he made performances in more of a jazz style, using no kick drum). Soon after, Wyatt released an amazing album Rock Bottom with Mike Oldfield, Ivor Cutler, and Fred Frith. I'm a Believer was released the same year and made it to 29 in the UK charts. Both Rock Bottom and I'm a Believer were produced by Pink Floyd's Nick Mason.
kevin e. taylor | MySpace Video Speaking of skating in Charleston, SC... A real cool dude in Kevin Taylor uploaded a short film onto Myspace that documents the infamous pool on George St. The pool was known across the state and kids like me put thousands of miles on their car to travel cross-state to skate it. Comprised mostly of stills, the film shows rare images of the supreme sessions enjoyed at the pool. @5:45- Video from a news story about the problems and destruction these hoodlum skaters are causing to public property. @8:57- a little snippet from the aforementioned Shepard Fairey. Ironically, the father of one of my best buds and a fellow Holy City skater was a city developer involved with filling the pool in. Kind'a sounds like an episode of the Brady Bunch, eh? I wonder if the kids will be able to save the pool! NOT
Andre the Giant has no posse like John Carpenter's posse. But being the teen in Charleston, SC that I was, I got to see lots of those stickers that have become OBEY. That is the land where Shepard Fairey grew up, along with a few more of us hoodlum skaters. I remember peeps taking these stickers everywhere they went. We were amazed when we saw them in random towns and cities. It's pretty cool to see the beginning of something like this. And to wonder if something remotely similar could ever happen to me... I mean, I was skating right there. That's pretty close, right?