It was my first time at The Red Sea. I went there to see Blue Magick (also for the first time), my friend Dan’s band. The two drawings below were made in a low light conditions while eating a tasty Kitfo Sandwich and drinking Red Stripe.
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Every other Saturday, at a small bar named Dusty’s, in Northeast Minneapolis, Bill Patten and his posse perform a variety of songs. His musical tastes are eclectic, but impeccable. Watch especially for the Dick Dale meets Ennio Moricone mashup which frequently ends the night. No matter what mood I’m in when I get there, I always leave with a big smile on my face.
If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you will already know that I’m a big fan of Momus. As of yesterday he is offering as a free download the first of his six albums recorded for the now defunct Creation label. The first one is The Poison Boyfriend, his second solo effort. Keep checking his blog during December for the the other five.
“I am a child living in the body of Juri Gagarin. He is empty like a corpse. His eyes move slowly like radars. First comes the idea then the technology. Children are angels, sometimes they fall into nothingness. I am Juri’s ventriloquist.” – Felix Kubin
I went to see Boris, Clouds & Zebulon Pike at the Triple Rock Social Club yesterday. I brought a mini-sketchbook and ended up doing a few drawings (with a Pentel Brush Pen if anyone is wandering). It was fun to do. I might do it again…
Zebulon Pike
Clouds
Boris
Boris
Every now and then I like to imagine a counterfactual pop-music history. In the 50s & 60s, instead of plonking on guitars, aspiring pop musicians stocked up on wires, transistors & vacuum tubes. The basements and garages of their parents suburban homes became audio research laboratories exploring the musical potential of electricity, electro-magnetism and other still undiscovered forces of nature. In that world Ursula Bogner would have been a star.