Author: J T. Ramsay
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Boredoms vs. Vooredoms in: The Purloined Belles Lettres!
From my debut at Philadelphia Weekly: When noise artists Boredoms replaced Green Day as the opening act for Philadelphia’s Lollapalooza stop in 1994, it came as something of a commercial shock and a thought-provoking revelation. Boredoms’ apoplectic performance proved both exciting and memorable as singer Yamatsuka Eye frequently leapt from the stage, much to security’s…
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The Fiery Furnaces in: Dreiser vs. Sandburg, or Prose vs. Poetry!
The Fiery Furnaces w/ Man Man. TLA. Tonight! Few bands are as beguiling as The Fiery Furnaces. Since Blueberry Boat splashed out in 2004, Matt and Eleanor Friedberger’s American Gothic has unraveled as a complicated, tumultuous family romance: an embarrassment of riches, squandered!? A triumphant stand for art, artifice and artefact over novelty?!
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Coltrane vs. Dolphy in: Impressions, First Blood!
From Downbeat, Nov. 1961: At Hollywood’s Renaissance club recently, I listened to a horrifying demonstration of what appears to be a growing anti-jazz trend exemplified by those foremost proponents [Coltrane and Dolphy] of what is termed avant garde music. I heard a good rhythm section … go to waste behind the nihilistic exercises of the two horns.…
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Schoenberg, Webern & Varese in: Three Satires!
If you’re interested in classical and new music works, look no further than Classical Connection and Le Roi S’amuse. They make me wish Woebot was right about this Xenakis biography. [It’s really not in print. Le sigh.] Fortunately, good friend and Decibel Magazine art director Paul Romano made me like 1,000 minutes of insane mp3 rips…
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Morton Feldman as Himself in: Give My Regards to Eighth Street!
From the New Yorker: Legend has it that after one group of players had crept their way as quietly as possible through a score of his Feldman barked, “It’s too fuckin’ loud, and it’s too fuckin’ fast.†Feldman’s Rothko Chapel condenses so much feeling into so little space that, given the emphasis he placed on…