Tendaberry, The Bright Light Social Hour & Sol live!

Sunday, May 22 · 7:00pm - 11:00pm


The Masquarade (Purgatory)
695 North Ave Northeast
Atlanta, GA


Top-notch Sunday evening bill at The Masquerade! Post-punk soul gentlemen Tendaberry and ATL rapper Sol host Austin, Texas, rockers The Bright Light Social Hour. Dust off yer dancin' shoes, it's gon' get funky! $6 advance tix (ask the the bands if you want one). Doors at 7 p.m. All ages welcome, so bring the kiddos, too!

ERIN GO BRAGH!

HAPPY ST. PATTY'S DAY!

New Childish Gambino Album

Donald Glover (Troy from the NBC show "Community") aka Childish Gambino releases his new untitled EP. Download it for free on his website. Check HERE !

Art Nouveau Magazine's 3rd Anniversary ft. Tendaberry

Google appreciates us enough to not close down our abandoned blog so I decided it is time to revisit this medium. Did you miss us? Probably not but no hard feelings.

Art Nouveau Magazine's 3rd Anniversary celebration will be headlining with Theophilus London and featuring such artists as Rhabi, Bosco, Aware and Tendaberry to name a few. Tendaberry will be featuring songs from the upcoming "Hit It" EP which will tentatively be released in April. See you all on Feb 24th!

- Cannon

Leo Miles "One Night Stand"

Leo Miles presents "One Night Stand." A compilation of songs ranging from his fearless aspirations as an artist to chasing the dream girl you always wanted. Featuring up and coming production from the likes of Australian producer Ta-Ku, Brooklyn's based team Codehalo, Detroit's own Illingsworth, Delaware's future in M.P. and of course Philadelphia's Tracknique, this mixtape is a must have for music lovers. This unique and motivated talent is one fourth of the hip-hop quartet South Broad, which we blogged about exactly this time last year.

“With such an array of nostalgia and ambition; this tape is like the ones you used to make for the shortie you were crushin' on as a youngin.” Availiable for free download here.

A brief hosting by Dev Dash and a Cameo by BK's finest Mechele Mercy Abraham, enjoy, download, and support the Mxles Hxgh Club along with the South Broad Movement!!

Photo by Marshall Linton.

Welcome Home Res!

They say that it’s a long way to the top if you wanna Rock ‘n’ Roll, and that’s an expression singer/songwriter Res knows all too well.

Like many great artists on the majors, the Philly native fell victim to label politics. In a nut shell, after she put out the first record [How I Do], MCA went under. Instead of letting all of the people go, they handpicked like a hundred artists and brought them to Geffen. Res went to Geffen, made a whole second Res album and they never put it out. The album was mixed, mastered, and shelved. After a few years of stunted creativity while living in LA (message!) on a label salary, Res severed ties with Geffen and became a free agent.

“Years were going by and they were just paying my rent and letting me live but not putting my music out,” she recalls. “I asked if I could leave.”

Now, she is releasing her second solo album full of songs that were previously unreleased from her Geffen days coupled with new hymns of heartache, love, and rebirth. Black.Girls.Rock! is the long-awaited album that will live up to every fan’s expectation.

Res was always eclectic in her musical influences. While her early days offered electro-laden Neo Soul, Res spent a large portion of her in between years crafting singer/songwriter folk songs. Add in the influences from touring Europe with Gnarls Barkley and Black.Girls.Rock! is truly a labor of love.

Download Here: Black.Girls.Rock!

Hate The Players, Hate The Game, Hate the World (Insomniac Edition)

Some days you just thank God Apple made it's superior mp3 player that allows you to listlessly space out continuously for days on end like the horrible (or extraordinary) aftermath of a junkie who won the lottery.

Besides Maxwell's latest attempt I'm hard pressed to find anybody singing who isn't visually backed up by what appears to be genetically engineered stripper-mimes in the last throes of a fatal epileptic seizure. Of course that could be due to fact Viacom won't let me watch anything that isn't soft porn, the last gasps of fame starved attention junkies, or the mewing whine of sexually confused young men.

Speaking of which, I have no hope that this Drake cat won't last long unless the unicorn and rainbows happy fun land promised by the president's supporters extend to the Hip-Hop consumer; rap aficionados have a low attention span for high yellow MC's, even ones with a noticeable screen presence.

Luckily Steve Jobs gave me the ability to quit my already ruined radio experience and the machinations of Al Gore made sure I can find new and forward-thinking music at my callous whim.

This month I've been busy devouring the latest incarnation of supreme band leader, songwriter, and influential musician Meshell Ndegeocello (I believe that's the latest spelling). Her latest album, Devil's Halo, has flown in under the radar of everyone who isn't already itching for another release of hers and will most likely stay that way due her music being very Prince-like uncategorical and most definitely dismissible to anyone without patience to listen to music.

For all those out there sick of hearing the same 80's hair metal effects and scale used in every other black artists' song featuring an electric guitar (looking at you Jigga), Meshell's newest is the aural wizardry that will allow you to momentarily forget the Disneyification of modern radio and record companies and possibly be left field enough to allow you to poison your enemies while they ponder what soundscapes they are being subjected to.

It's true, this time around Meshell made an album with a lot of indie aesthetic value while keeping it a Meshell LP. The reworking of Ready For The World's panty-dropping "Love You Down" to a modern focused bedroom groove speaks to the care she takes in her art.

Plus, you can probably play bits of the album around your older relatives and they won't look at you like you shat in their cereal cupboard like when they found out you may have bought that Three-Six Mafia album that one time in a moment of weakness and intoxication, and that has it appeal too.

Love You Down - Meshell Ndegeocello

Stay Cool

With the growing clusterfuck that is this country's choice of "civil discourse" we all need to take a few minutes here and there to cool down and reflect for a bit on how best to stack weapons and train for the coming idiot revolution.

Publish Post

Luckily one of our friends recently got a radio show to help you do that. Retro started working at a radio station in San Antonio hosting a jazz show, and not shitty jazz either. Retro is probably the foremost authority on jazz music that any of us know, so we'll just say that he's the foremost authority on jazz period in our generation.

Anyway, the guy has a really good show which you can find in the KRTU archives here, and then going down and clicking on The Line-Up under Friday at 9:00p.m. It's a good listen for anyone who has any interest in jazz (other than what is played by those wankers who wouls see Kenny G in concert).

None For Me, Thank You

Well it looks like too many of you out there in the realm of upper academia are reaping the rewards of your highfalutin attitudes, namely mass exposure to the swine flu.

In celebration of the fact I'm nowhere near you and happily unexposed, I leave with with this:

R.I.P. Ted Kennedy

Today, if you missed it, was the funeral of the last Kennedy brother and second to last member of the Camelot generation of Kennedy's.

It was a nice catholic funeral if you haven't seen one and of note to me and to this blog was a nice version of Franz Schubert's "Ellens dritter Gesang" commonly known as "Ave Maria." Personally, I'm not a fan of opera usually, but I love this song, especially the version sung by Barbara Bonney.

Ave Maria -

Good Morning and Shut Up

Last time I posted a song it sucked balls. This time it doesn't. Go do something with your weekend.

I Think This Proves They Have Lost Touch With Anyone Who Isn't In A Focus Group

Besides our good friends Attractive Eighties Women's new album release this Friday, the music world has been quietly hanging itself abuzz with other news; the upcoming MTV Video Music Awards.

Of course most people like me could could give two shits less about the VMAs. They lost respectability sometime when they sold the rebellious streak for advertisements and first access to half-assed performers, and when confirming Billboard's ground breaking analysis of the most important/biggest performers of the time, (their method? 1+1=2, and so on until it eventually adds to gold.)

It seems all of the entrenched corporations of the music press and history took a swan dive as of late, mirroring the problems seen in the recording and music distribution industry. And like the rest of them they turn their eyes towards the internet (and by proxy, people on the internet) as a large reason for their downward spiral.

I will agree that the inability for anyone to create a great model of making money using the internet (because good models exist, just not enough good enough for companies to pour the millions into advertising like they used to before a recession), a place where entertainment goods are treated as much a commodity as the notes you slip a friend in high school chemistry class. But also give credit where credit is due, and a good amount of the blame goes to just plain shitty or average music made out to be good, great, and phenomenal.

I know this argument is rolled out by everyone when they hit a certain age, but fuck all. I am 23 years old... I shouldn't be looking back at my middle and early high school years as the high point of culture of my generation. I do like music and there are artists I deeply enjoy whose albums I will go buy... when I can make it out to an independent record store to buy them. Sorry but Wal-Mart, Target and Best Buy doesn't often carry The Pains at Being Pure at Heart or Sonic Youth's SYR releases, or Sunny Day Real Estate's reunion album? (We had a giant corporate mega store for that, it folded years ago to great sadness).

And unfortunately for the record industry, there are several thousand, if not millions of people just like me, who compulsively go out to buy albums and who have been turned off by the fact that the radio and music video stations don't carry what I want to listen to anymore. MTV embodies that.

I looked at this year's crop of top performers according to MTV, most of them being no surprise and nothing particularly greater than a "meh" on my radar. Then I saw that breakthrough artist was a good dozen artists deep; some how it became the dumping ground for anyone who had a moderately good year but didn't have the full weight of a music distribution company behind it.

Then, of course MTV had to piss me off by adding another category, one I've not seen before so I have no idea if it is brand new. This new second chance category, Best Video (That Should Have Won A Moonman) is such a shill for attention.

What the hell MTV? Are you really so desperate to try and reclaim some of the cultural relevance you squandered away on non-believable reality TV and playing the same four videos that somehow have something to do with Kayne West and Justin Timberlake all day on your actual music video stations that you would try to pander to the audience you once had, that made you a powerhouse in the media (and not just entertainment; remember Rock The Vote specials? MTV News?)?

You've lost it with us. We're gone. Same as the people who used to read Rolling Stone or the people who checked out Playboy's music section. You lost credibility years ago and trying to regain it by throwing out a half-hearted "sorry" to artists who, for the most part, you won't even play on your tertiary stations late night is... sad. It's really fucking sad.

Good Morning All

This song has no balls.

Since the original had a sack full, I am convinced this band who covered it was either born genitally impaired or fucking chopped off their own nuts to fit into a ridiculous pair of ridiculously tight jeans.

But Back To The Point (review of Capitol Hill Block Party)

Moving away from the angsty-ness of my earlier post I decided to put up some constructive criticism of the CHBP. Now I've never been that huge a fan of festival type shows before but a few hold a special place in my heart, and CHBP is certainly one of them.

What the open air takeover of the main drag of Capitol Hill in Seattle for a day and a half manages to do what most concert promoters should look to emulate is create an all ages venue that doesn't feel strictly under-16 oriented. But that could also have something to do with the great people at the Vera Project having a hand in the Seattle music scene for some time now.

With just three stages, and one specifically over-21 it truly was an all ages event, which is definitely something my high school self would have benefited from way back when. Even so, all the braces, acne, terrible haircuts, and squeaky voices made me feel both old and grateful that I had the freedom to go where ever I chose and drink whatever I wanted to.

But getting down to the acts, I only went one day, Saturday, and only for a few hours at that, but enough time to see The Thermals, The Gossip, and Sonic Youth. I went basically just to see Sonic Youth and only Sonic Youth, but the other two bands were an added bonus to getting to see one of my favorite bands ever.

The Thermals are an easy enough band to like, they play fast catchy songs that are accessible to anyone with even the slightest ear for music and basically apart of the repertoire for anyone who claims to listen to punk. They are fun to listen to and watch. They don't really arouse much emotion or other thoughts in me.



The Gossip was a rollicking good time. Beth Ditto is probably the best front-person in the past decade, and obviously the best of our generation as far as rock goes. She draws you in and keeps your attention the entire time she is on stage, and you completely enjoy giving her the attention. Circling through their hits the absolute high point was the band's cover of Aaliyah's "Are You That Somebody." Although I gotta say it was one of the first moments I felt old, because absolutely none of the kids who showed up to watch the Gossip knew any of the words to the song, while anyone obviously my age or older was seriously rocking out.



The second moment I felt old that night was when about 90% of the people under twenty left the main stage after The Gossip's set, while the rest of us moved in to watch the dozens of guitars get loaded on stage.

If there's one adjective that can sum up Sonic Youth's career at this point is that Sonic Youth is damn cool. They are years away from collecting social security but they still manage to be just... fucking cool. While I loved the songs from the new album I would have rather seen a longer set and one incorporating songs from the past albums, the ones that made me fall in love with the band. But man, I got to see Sonic Youth perform. What a fuckin' deal.

Movies to Watch : Whitewash

Whitewash, the documentary, is a film exploring the complexity of race in America through the struggle and triumph of the history of black surfers. It is narrated by Ben Harper and Black Thought, and tells the story through the eyes of black surfers and historians from Hawaii, Jamaica, Florida, and California. The film is being scored by The Roots , with music from Erykah Badu as well. Let's hope it hits the big theaters soon so we can all catch a glimpse of this historic exploration of race, identity, and surfing culture.

Whitewash Trailer

What the Fuck Have I Been Doing?

It's a very valid question seeing as I've taken friggen forever to post here, seeing as I find time time to post other places. Well shit happens, people get busy, and sometimes people are just away from computers, like earlier this month when I was back in Sacto and met up with my man Scott post-family obligations.

But that's neither here nor there unless you count shameless plugs as somewhere; I want to talk about music, specifically live music. This past weekend I was lucky enough to get a pass to the Capitol Hill Block Party in Seattle. One of the city's best music festival which may or may not be approaching critical mass if the lack of comfortable space this year is any indication. But really it could be because of the acts in this years line-up. The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, The Thermals, Built To Spill, The Gossip and, most notably, Sonic Youth.

That's right I got to see Sonic Youth play. For free. and It would've been a dream come true if it weren't for certain people, mainly assholes. These people really impacted mine and many others concert experience. To put it mildly, you fuckers made it less great than it should've been. So here are the dicks that ruined a perfectly good moment of my life. Don't be these people.*

The Asshole Who Has To Get Closer After Everyone Else Has Settled Into Their Spot:
I don't mean the people who try to get closer after you've found your spot in the crowd or even the ones who slither through during sound check. No, I'm talking about the people who shove past you after everyone else is without elbow room and then decide to stand right in front of you where you can feel their body heat and you're left wondering if this is the type of person who would screw at a public (frat) party because they seem wholly unconcerned with your crotch very clearly grinding on their body anytime anyone moves.

The Lady With Sunhat, After It Gets Dark:
It's twilight, and I know you've been out here for all day at an outdoor festival and it's been warm. I agree you shouldn't let your shoulders get so red they peel, but now you can take off the hat. Seriously it's blocking my view, they guy next to me's view, his "not a date's" view, the people behind us, and anyone shorter than you within line of sight. Messenger bags are trendy now, buy one for your hat.

The Dude Taller Than Me Who Has To Stand Right In Front Of Me:
I'm shorter than you dick, you don't need to be this close to see everything. You're part of the reason I moved closer anyway, thus putting my ability to hear in the future at stake.

The Drunk and High People Who Keep Moving Through The Crowd:
There is seriously nothing and no one so important you have to leave and go back to where you were standing four goddamn times. FOUR GODDAMN TIMES. You aren't using the bathroom, you aren't getting food. Did you decide to mainline heroin during that first trip away from the stage? Stop following the shiny things everywhere, there's more if you just pay attention to what's in front of you, that's what everybody else here is doing. Be a lemming, follow the crowd.

and finally,

Those Asshole Who Feel They Have To Mosh and/or Slam Dance At Every Halfway Loud Song:
Fuck off you brainless waste of space, flesh, and genitalia. I seriously hope you never reproduce, because obviously your critical thinking skills have been negated by all the jumping around you do to relieve "aggression" and "emotions". Here's a few rules for everyone out there to follow if you cannot figure out whether or nor to fail your body about in crowd during a band's set.
1. If the band's first few albums are more like free jazz or jazz fusion you aren't allowed to slam dance no matter how loud the next few albums are.
2. If the band in question has released more than six or contemplative songs in the span of two albums, under no question do you mosh, you can pogo though.
3. If at the beginning of the band's set there isn't a mosh pit, don't start one. Bands who have regular mosh crowd always seem to have their pit form before the act starts playing, not after.
4. The band's most recent albums have no moshable songs.
5. You have to mosh to get to other moshers.
6. The band is as old or older than your parents... And you've stopped living with them a few years prior.
7. If more than one person gets crowd surfed to security for being a dick, you're probably next.
And lastly, 8. If it looks like I'm about to commit a horrible range of violence upon your entire being, I am, because your forearm just hit me for the final time.

People, please, Don't be this person.



*With apologies to Lindy West for totally biting her style.

Movies to Watch : Visioneers

When the guys at Trivial Design aren't watching movies that deal with sparkling vampires or futuristic god-like machines attempting to vanquish all of mankind, we will watch a comedy here and there. We invest a good portion of our time in all types of comedic films (romantic, dramatic comedy, etc.). On those rough and cynical days, we tend to find the darkest comedy available at the moment, and this is what was stumbled upon.

Visioneers is based on the Jeffers Corporation where Zach Galifianakis' character, George, works. Productivity is a means of happiness but the mundane and arbitrary actions of one's life made them explode...yes, literally explode. When George is on the road to self-destruction, he begins to reevaluate the relevance of his life. It's a twisted story between what is expected and what a person expects out of themselves.

Visioneers Movie Link

A Stella State of Michael and Michael

Known from their work with the comedy troupe/MTV's 90's sketch comedy show, The State, and their involvement with a surrealist Comedy Central program with David Wain called Stella, Michael Ian Black and Michael Showalter are now staring in a show called Michael and Michael Have Issues. It deals with their fictional selves undercutting each other in a showbiz working environment inbetween their performed sketches.

A radio interview has been conducted on The Sounds of America in which they converse about their early success, business downfalls, and even describe their personal friendship which spans over 20 years. Needless to say, hearing their insight may give you a chuckle...maybe even two.

Interview link

MJ does the Bartman

Remember a while back there was a post written on Trivialdesign about Sesame Street being an American institution? *pause* (If not you should click on this link) Another iconic television staple, The Simpsons, made history by gracing its audience with Michael Jackson on their cartoon back in 1991. Everyone remembers hearing the song "Lisa it's Your Birthday" and seeing his character, Leon Kompowski, moonwalk in an asylum. Did you also know that he wrote "Do the Bartman"? It's true! Read more for details...

MJ and the Simpsons Article

Teachers Can Legally Date Students in GA

The GA Supreme Court now rules (5-2) that a teacher may have a sexual relationship with a consenting 16 year old student. Questions...Concerns...? Read the article and tell us what you think.

GA Supreme Court Article