As far as folk metal goes I think Grails are it. [Full disclosure: I still haven’t heard that Asunder record that came out last year.] I was a bigger fan of the Black Tar Prophecies comp artwork, but it goes without saying that Burning Off Impurities puts the improvisational instincts and impulses they honed recording the EPs to good use. You can find my review of “Dead Vine Blues” at Paper Thin Walls here, accompanied by a short interview with drummer Emil Amos.
Category: Doing
In the future all clubs will be all ages or no ages.
The Fader is a more or less useless publication/viral marketing rag, but they take nice photos. Here are some of No Age at SXSW.
That’s going to scare a lot of people. I should’ve been in that meeting.
I hardly ever watch TV. I’m either woefully late to watch shows [see Steve Carrell’s The Office, which I thought I was the imitation crab meat of comedy. I was wrong.] Or I never tune in at all [Arrested Development. I’m still sorry. I bought and didn’t Netflix the DVDs but that’s no consolation.] I almost committed the same party foul with Tina Fey’s nearly canceled 30 Rock, but I’ve been saved, special thanks to NBC’s profligate use of the internet. Phew!
I really want to know where you’ve been.
Listen: Dinosaur Jr. — Almost Ready
At the time fading into history seemed the proper thing to do. Dinosaur Jr. had lost the oomph that made those first three records distinctive and vital touchstones to anyone growing up in the Nineties. After that, it was Mascis’ nasal drawl and guitar leading the way to occasional moments of brilliance. But it just wasn’t good enough.
Beyond, their first record since reuniting, isn’t all that great either yet somehow in hindsight it makes me wish that they would’ve labored on regardless, nostalgia be damned, making one bad record after another, mining the same sound, the same material, forever and ever, amen.
So what if that would’ve made J Mascis indie rock’s Peter Frampton? Isn’t he anyway? Consider the alternative. Integrity isn’t a word that comes to mind when I think of Nickelback.
This is also a ghost story about humility and redemption.

The interview with Masahiro Shinoda is essential. Ugetsu puts Double Suicide in an entirely different light.