Stomp and Loafer

Coupla reviews of the record: Stomp and Stammer and Creative Loafing.

Since From Ever Since

Looks like we're only gonna have the first 50 of 300 LP's for the show, but we'll have plenty of CD's. Travis Thatcher is moving to New York, Circuit Diva to St. Louis, which means this Friday, you have a lot of firsts and lasts hacked with The Tribe's Hatchet. 3am Vodka/Mentalfist Records throw their Machete as well. Speakeasy or you might want a ticket.

Dry Ink In A Caper

Q and A with TC and Me.

Sauced

We'll be at Sauced on Friday nite to give the test press of "From Ever Since" a proper spin as well as plenty of other funky hors d'oeuvres that will wash down nicely with a Dixie Cup or a Mickey's Grenade. How's 10 pm sound? 753 Edgewood Ave.

RIP Sugar Minott

I remember grabbing this album from Hoodlum's in Tempe, AZ, having learned about it from an Easy Star records e-mail (they used to spam me with info on what sounded like the dopest parties in NYC). Never got to see Sugar live, but I always wondered if Goodie Mob knew they shared a track title.

(reposted from Dookie Platter's Polyrhythmiques blog)

Kenn Two Four

Kenn Two Four did some design on the record as well. Kenn's been helping out since he took me around metro Atlanta tryna find an amp back in '94.

Jakob Lebaron Dwight

Our old friend, Jakob Lebaron Dwight

designed the cover for "From Ever Since."

JLP

We met Jerrod Landon Porter on tour and he did typography, layout. and revised the Shakedown Records logo.

Morgan Cooper

Morgan Cooper was the photographer for all the art regarding "From Ever Since."

From Ever Since

July 23rd at the EARL, Noot d' Noot unleashes its 3rd album in 2 years, "From Ever Since." Engineered by Ed Rawls on 2" reels at The Living Room, the record is packed with many staples from the band's live sets such as "Balm Yard" and "Jack Move." Working in The Living Room allowed for a more focused studio effort, with all tracking being done between Feb 20-26th, Apr 1-7, and some other lost dates throughout April, with mixing taking place on May 9th-13, 17th and 18th 2010.

List Of Aux Sends:

1. Plate

2. Echoplex

3. RE-101

4. Leslie

5. Fairchild Spring Reverb

6. RE-201

7. Memory Man

8. Moog Analog Delay/Moog Freq Box/ Moog Low Pass Filter/ Mutron Phasor

Track Listing:

1. From Ever Since (Prologue)

2. Balm Yard

3. Take It Off

4. Light As A Feather

5. Jack Move

6. Know That Feelin'

Side 2

1. Super Double Buzz

2. The Tribes Hatchet

3. The Traveller

4. Machete

5. A Little Goes A Long Way

Homicidal Regicidal

If you ever wondered about the music James Joyce and I, along with Gray Kiser and Greg King made in 1996, Beyond Failure is now featuring a detailed eyewitness account. An excerpt from Gray's chapter below:

My first show with the band was on New Years Eve at the I Defy house playing with a bunch of other bands who I don't remember, but Inkwell headlined, and there seemed to be lots of folks from Florida there, so maybe Reversal Of Man played or something. Didn't matter. That show marked a decided shift for the band, as we would now file the music down to a dull, blunt instrument of assault. The fast parts were to be more intense, the heavy parts more suffocating, the noise factor more piercing, and the lyrics more combative.

Everything was to be administered at the highest volume available, and with maximum prejudice. If the music wasn't going to be enough, we would literally hit you in the face with a dead animal. Literally. That show had it all, fire, blood, interpretive dance, flying squirrels...everything.

One final anecdote, and probably a fitting epitaph for the band; we were playing in Gainseville (again with the fucking Florida, what's with that place?) on the partially aborted Regicide/Hal al Shedad tour, when the stocky guy from Hot Water Music, who's name I forget (further proof my memory is terrible), but who was a really nice guy, and our host for the evening to boot, started doing what we as a band wanted people to do at our shows, and that is get loose and go off. He may or may not have been pretty hammered, but that didn't matter, what did matter was that his good time began infringing on good time of someone else there, and the two decided exchange words whilst slam-dancing around to a Regicide soundtrack. At some point in the exchange, the Hot Water Music guy figured his point had not been adequately made, so he felt the need to reinforce it by pounding it into the other dude's face over and over. It really was a good beating, poetic in it's efficiency, but never sparing on the brutality of it's message.

So as this is happening, the other audience member s begin the ritual of pretending they are going to break it up, gathering in a loose circle around the action and more or less hooting and hollering. The band played on. One audience member actually tried to grab the microphone from me mid song which was met with a swift push back and the band played on. As an artiste, I could not allow this one person to ruin the enjoyment of the show for others in attendance (regardless if they were currently on the loosing end of a savage ass kicking). This person then approaches a second time, and screams in my ear, "you have to stop this!" implying that the band was responsible for policing the activities of this establishments (presumably) paying clientele. I grabbed his shirt, got as close as possible, and yelled back into his ear, "don't you get it, this is what we want!", and the band played on.

InstaCool

Noot d' noot's own Mathis Hunter aka Bimbi S. Garraux damn near reassembled the Good Friday Experiment (paging Dr. Pahnke) for another performance of works from his solo venture, Soft Opening. The band plays July 2nd at the historic Highland Inn, alongside The N.E.C. Rubiaceae-fueled visions certain to startle the iliac crest on down into submission. Just another Friday night uprising against the Casimir effect.

When In Montreal Pt. 2

Damn. Knew this would happen. Its all becoming a distant memory now. What's next? Fri, Ches-a-rena, Cheswick, PA, which is not quite Pittsburgh. A giant skating ring converted into a Ultimate Fighting Arena, and sometimes a place for shows. Lots of security folk that grew up on some hockey. Weird Shit.


Saturday Nite, South Street in Philly at TLA. Prolly my favorite show of the tour. Philly is a nice hybrid of ATL and NYC. Its got all the thangs I can dig about the big Atlantic cities without having the be ye olde apple. Which was where we headed next, w/o Of Montreal. You should try entering the Holland Tunnel on the Sunday before Memorial Day. Its about like a bebe shooting down the birth canal.

The Lower East side offered us a cold dose of reality. I can guestimate there were 20 -30 patrons at the Cake Shop who got to witness Jah Scorp ravage thru several back line amps during our first number in hopes of finding one that could make a slight impression of bass vibrations. Still, it was good to see a lot of old friends and to play w/ Jim Mchugh's new ensemble, Gay Africa, who are now known as Night Jazz. On drums was the cat from White Hills, Lee, who incidentally is a bad brotha on the skins. When Lee told me that Noot had taken James Brown and successfully crossbred him w/ Hawkwind, I nearly teared up.
Monday and back in the South. Charlottesville, TJ's stompin' grounds. Played a club of his namesake, The Jefferson. Had a cool underground tunnel to take you from front of house to the greenroom. You could hear everyone stomping the floor as you passed thru. Good show, good crowd. Shortest drive of the tour was to Richmond, so we went ahead and got ourselves there.

One of the real cool thangs about this tour and Of Montreal in general is that the shows are all ages, or at the least 14 and up. As this picture shows, the kids are allright. I remember what it was like to see shows when I was this age, and man it was a lot of fun. We definitely fed off that energy and I hope we can find a way to play more all ages shows now that we're back at home.

We stayed in this shithole hotel in Richmond for 2 nights cuz we got rooms for $35 a night. I don't really have a picture to do it justice. The National was rad, definitely the coolest green room on the East Coast if not the country. Cafeteria, hot tub, sauna, pool tables, and 10-12 giant plasmas. Sleepy called it 'Livin the Life.'

Last show on the tour was Chapel Hill and outta nowhere, this dude shows up. It was great timing, cuz by this point we had a lot of people coming down with a gnar gnar recycled air virus and the troops were weak. Dookie saved the day. Of course, after the last show you gotta drive home, no matter how far. Pulled up to The Living Room with the sunlight fully upon us. 8:15 AM I would estimate. Things haven't looked quite like this since.

Fly On, Starchild

Fly on, brother. It was little more than a year ago that I saw a 50-something year old man in a diaper deliver a sanctified testimony about the Cosmic Slop and now he is gone. Truly one of the great singers in a tribe of great singers, not to mention the ability to turn a guitar into a rubber banded banjo. The music lives on.

Cons

Chuck Taylor wanted to know how Noot does it.