Showing posts with label YASSA KHAN. Show all posts
Showing posts with label YASSA KHAN. Show all posts

Thursday, 26 August 2010

KING OF K


CALVIN JOHNSON, poster boy for the DIY ethos, and founder of both K Records and original lo-fi instigators Beat Happening, is probably the reason nerdy guys in decrepit cardigans get girls. Kurt Cobain famously tattooed the K records symbol on his person and that’s not even the most impressive thing the history books have got on him.

As his latest solo incarnation, The Hive Dwellers (and with just his idiosyncratic voice and a pink guitar for company) Johnson transfixed - at his BYOB Upset the Rhythm set. Or should that be BYOM? We saw one couple drinking milk. Drinking milk at lo-fi gigs as an acceptably hip affectation is probably part of Johnson’s so-wack-it’s-cool legacy too.


Charlotte Jansen
speaks to Seattle’s second most important music brat:

Your performance was meticulously executed: do you feel confident on stage?

Being on stage feels perfectly comfortable. More comfortable than anywhere else.


Do you feel you've achieved what you wanted to with your music?

Yes. Good songs have been made up and performed.

There are moments of comedy and also intense sadness in your songs - for example, Sitting Alone at the Movies. Do you feel comfortable in society?

The aim is to inject some levity even in the most serious of situations. Humour is a wonderful antidote to most of the world’s woes.


What is it about underground culture that appeals to you?

The beauty of underground culture is that people express themselves in ways that are not oriented towards mainstream appeal. This gives them the latitude to be honest in ways that would not be possible if they are chasing after a lowest common denominator approach.



Who are your favourite musicians?

Billy Childish, Tender Trap

Johnson’s band The Hive Dwellers have a 12” single, Get In, coming out on K which includes remixes of “Sitting Alone at the Movies”. You can read about their April tour here.

Wednesday, 9 June 2010

JUKE ROAD TRIP No:1 / LA

Juke's LA road trip ticked a lot of boxes we never knew existed.
We drove a really big car on the freaky side of the road.
Experienced 4/20 on Venice (and learnt that one of us is writing
dates the wrong way round). Skipped a night at the Smell to stroke cats in South Central.
Ate fried chicken and waffles... together. Window-shopped for hours in Amoeba Records.
Trampled Coachella's lush polo lawns in the middle of the desert.
Had a post-festival party at the Shangri-La. Went to some mega club with a hole
in the ceiling right where the neon Scientology sign looms. Saw a few bonerfide hunks
and a lot of hardbodies in thongs at 2am. Dodged a door-to-door meth dealer in a bowtie.
Learnt that a lot of music we like doesn't work with palm trees and highways, but that Lynyrd Skynyrd really does.
Had an impromptu block party at the Olive Motel on Sunset. Learnt that 'handles' are 'dank'
and that everyone is on a medicinal bong-high or prescription cocktail all the time,
including the people carrying yoga mats and the shiny tanned kids. Walked around Long Beach
trying to find someone to tattoo us at 4 in the morning.
Washed down a lot of delicious mexican food with off-brand tequila
and laughed till our guts hurt. LA - done. Next stop: liposculpture!

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