Volume I, Issue 17
September 29 - October 6, 1997
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A Furthur Update
Checking in with the Deadheads two years after Jerry Garcia's death. 
Image Isn't Everything
John Fogerty was unpretentious before unpretentious was cool. 
Poppy Z. Brite focuses her worst-dressed intellect on the sleazily fascinating life of Courtney Love. 
Rock, Tar, Asphault
Reviewing all those shows you shouldn't miss. 
The Indigo Girls swing for the fences. 
Suppose they brought Monk, Brubeck, and Roland Kirk to Nashville--and nobody came? 
The "sacred text" of folk music, Anthology of American Folk Music, has been rereleased, and Mike McGonigal talks about it with music critic Phil Elwood in this Profile in Pop Culture Greatness. 
Letters at 3AM
Harry Smith's Anthology of American Folk Music is the soundtrack of slavery and its aftermath. 
Working Class Hero
After 21 years of hard work in Austin, Stephen Doster finally has an album. 
Tribute albums: homages to the Police, Iggy Pop, Siouxsie & the Banshees, and more. 
Turn Up That Noise!
An eclectic survey of recent recordings. 
Rhythm & Views
Various U.K. punksters, various U.S. railroad bards, Element 79. 
Our music editor gets an earful of the newest disks by Tom Garulnick and Polvo. 
If you go gaga over the sultry smoothness of a symphonic glissando, just wait till you experience our transitions to cool and useful music links on the Web. 
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f Jerry Garcia were alive today, I'm sure his first words, upon
greeting his fans, would be "Get a life." The late Grateful
Dead leader wouldn't be grateful for his fans' ceaseless concertgoing.
No sirree. He'd want them to settle down, get jobs, throw away those
tie-dyed shirts, and possibly even bathe.
That sentiment is echoed in this article about the post-Garcia band and its legions of Deadheads. Though it's a shame to see the patchouli industry take such a blow, the writer concludes that everybody -- both the remaining band members and their loyal legions -- could be
spending their energy doing better things.
Like listening to John Fogerty. Yeah, you heard me right, John
Fogerty. Over a decade after his Centerfield album, the
former Credence Clearwater Revivalist has come hippety hopping
back into the scene with an album called Blue Moon Swamp.
An interview provides insights into Fogerty's songwriting inspiration.
That's all nice and good, but wouldn't you rather have insights
into Courtney Love's inspiration? Thanks to biographer Poppy Z.
Brite, now you can -- and boy, what inspiration. Love's early
life was hardly debutante material, but it does make for some
ribald reading -- if you enjoy that sort of thing. Which I know
But with some bands, it's not a question of inspiration, it's
a question of translation. That is to say, how in the $@&!#
do you make sense of their lyrics? Pavement is a prime example:
with lyrics like "Maybe she is, maybe she is not/Maybe I'm/Maybe
I'm a rocket, and I'm gonna stop it ... bop bop badda bop/Debris
Slide." Thankfully, in this interview, the band explain themselves.
Let's see what else we've got this week. Hmm, this article about
the Indigo Girls looks promising. It explains how the folk-rock
duo have managed to maintain a strong fanbase while only putting
out personal songs that aren't geared towards radio airplay. And
oh, while we're on the subject of folk, check out this article
about the recently reissued Anthology of American Folk Music
series. Or read this one for a slightly different perspective.
Both are quite good.
There are also pieces about an old jazz concert featuring Thelonious
Monk, Roland Kirk, and Dave Brubeck; an in-depth article about
guitarist Stephen Duster; but most important, we've got album
reviews galore. Such as:
- tribute albums for The Police, Iggy Pop, Siouxsie & the
Banshees, Kurt Weill, The Misfits, Rainer Ptacek, Bruce Springsteen,
and Jimmie Rodgers
- Those Darn Accordions!, Corn Fed, and The Manhattan Transfer
- Music Club, The Element 79, and Classic Railroad Songs
- The Tom Guralnick Trio, and Polvo
Now excuse me while I heed Jerry's advice and go get a life.
If anything in this section offends, annoys or perturbs your senses,
here's your place to scream like an angry punk rocker.