Lost in the hoopla of Cinco de Mayo was independent hip-hop star Sole‘s video premiere for “I Think I’m Noam Chomsky:”
Sole (real name Tim Holland), a founder of hip-hop label Anticon, recorded the track for his upcoming mixtape Nuclear Winter 2. The track is filled with enough political references to make Zack De La Rocha want to tell this cat to take it easy.
It’s easy to get lost among them all so, after the jump, is a brief explanation of the people, events, etc. mentioned in the video:
I was at CSULA this past weekend and caught a performance by Bostich + Fussible. Click the photo below for the slideshow.
From Tijuana con amor. Photo by Ivan Fernandez for LA Weekly
The duo also released a new video the day after:
As Fussible (Pepe Mogt) explains in the video’s description, the video was filmed as a joke. They had their masks and camera in the trunk of their car and shot the video in no more than 15 minutes with less than an hour spent editing it.
My friends in Mannequin 7 played a set at Stingers Bar in San Bernardino after the UFC fight this past Saturday. Below are my favorite photos from that night. The entire set is on my flickr.
Carla Morrison. Photo courtesy of Rolling Stone Mexico
Count Carla Morrison among the current crop of Mexican artists whose fame has exploded seemingly overnight. The singer/songwriter has won over millions of fans in her native Mexico and is slowly repeating that performance stateside.
The young starlet grew up in Tecate, Baja California (yes, that’s the city where THAT beer is brewed in) and studied in Mexico City and Phoenix, AZ where she performed with various musicians, most notably Babaluca.
Morrison (no relation to Jim) released her debut EP, Aprendiendo a Aprender (Learning to Learn), in 2009 and followed it up with Mientras Tú Dormías (While You Were Sleeping) the following year. She most recently wowed audiences at SXSW and at her album premiere show at Hollywood Forever Cemetery’s “Day of the Dead” festival.
“So what’s the big deal?,” you ask. At this point I must admit that any attempt at describing her music will fall flat despite the fact that she is armed with nothing but a guitar, an incredible voice and an enormous heart worn on both sleeves. Instead, I’ll let her music speak for itself.
Latin alternative music fans were dealt a heavy blow days ago when club promoter Ricky Garay announced the end of his much-loved club night Mucho Wednesdays at La Cita. The weekly, bilingual dance party was the only place in town where people could dance to equal doses of Depeche Mode and Plastilina Mosh. This is the second party to announce it’s departure from the downtown club in recent weeks. As Nightranger Lina Lecaro reported,Mustache Mondays just moved to The Belasco.
The news proved to be bittersweet as, days later, Garay announced Mucho’s move to the Echoplex this July June where he will host a monthly concert series featuring Latin alternative acts. “We have something extra special scheduled for July,” said Garay of his upcoming partnership with the Echoplex. “It’s going to be a celebration of us doing Latin alternative events in Los Angeles as an independent group of people.”
The year was 2002. It may have been 2003. I was in college and trading CD-R’s filled with MP3’s of every genre imaginable with a girl from a university in Pennsylvania who spent one night a week behind the DJ booth in the university’s radio station.
The first mix she sent me kicked off with a little ditty called “Losing My Edge” credited to James Murphy. I laughed, I made note of every group named, I bobbed my head and tapped my feet along to the now infamous beat. I then lost track of Mr. Murphy until 2005 when I recognized his voice in a song about Daft Punk playing a show in the basement of his house.
Thus began a love affair with one of the best bands of the new millennium whose career will come to an end this Saturday at Madison Square Garden where Murphy & co., a.k.a. LCD Soundsystem, will play their last show ever.
In memoriam, I present to you my favorite LCDS songs: