When MOGWAI went into the studio
some days back to keep limber, they came out with four songs
and said to us, "you will put this together as an EP." We
obliged. It's called The Mogwai EP + 2 because it's those
four songs, plus 2 tracks from the UK only "No Education =
No Future: Fuck the Curfew" EP. Got it? Comes out on Tuesday.
The WARP 10+1,2,3 (Influences, Classics,
Remixes) are 3 big records (double CDs, quadruple LPs!) and
some of the most elegantly packaged vinyl we've ever seen.
Spanning the past 10 years of "electronic adventurism on the
part of Warp Records," these albums showcase 1. the sounds
that shaped the tastes and artistry of the label early on
2. the early years of dancefloor eclecticism and electronic
mayhem, encapsulating many of the early hard-to-find singles
and 3. a spectrum of artists remixing a good part of the Warp
back catalog. This bounty is available Tuesday. I could go
on, but I'll let Warp do
that for me.
The Online Sounds of Hip-Hop
Ill Bill (of NON PHIXION) solo tracks
"Gangsta Rap" and "How to Kill a Cop" are now available on
under the Audio section. And: NON PHIXION has a freestyle
you can access from the Freestyle section.
Plus: the ARSONISTS and NON PHIXION's appearance
on the 88hiphop.com Fat Beats Radio show last month is up
in an audio/video
Everything Is Still Nice
Sad. You'll have to keep waiting. The "Everything
Is Nice" DVD (including What's Up, Matador?) has been pushed
back one more time to November 23rd. We've been forced to
leave off the "Dress Up the DEMOLITION DOLL RODS, Undress
KHAN" interactive game because it was taking too long
Finally: More Fodder
for the Exploiters
Sony Music Japan's English web site has
picked GUITAR WOLF as their featured
artist. In addition to the usual fare, they're showing
the music videos "Jet Generation" and "Kaminari One" until
the last day of the Roaring Blood Tour, Oct. 31. Look for
your chance to win Guitar Wolf toys: stickers, badges, a propeller
The CORNELIUS remix of "Tender"
is the B side for the next Blur single to be released Nov
8th. Don't anybody tell Mogwai.
The 10 Year festivities keep coming! Warp
Records with Soundlab and Other Music have put together a
10 Year show of their own at the Bowery Ballroom on Friday
November 19. Call Soundlab at 212-726-1724 or stop into Other
Music for more information.
Plaid - Live
Broadcast - Live
PLONE - Live
DJs - To Be Announced
Now! Carrie McLaren Presents:
Top 10 Things Matador Artists Have in Common
1. Dead relatives
3. They are all functionally literate
4. The weather
6. No one named Madison, Hunter, or Kit
7. They are all descended from the Black man
8. All share a love of the sea
9. None appear on gigantic cK billboards that cover apt. building
windows, contributing to the increasingly bleak downtown vista
SOUTH of Houston
10. They are nice
Finally, Lyle would like to ask the Mets
to play Tuesday's game against Atlanta all naked because he
can't think of any other way to make the game more exciting
than last night's win. And if Ricky Henderson feels the need
to go home again, Ira can always steal a couple of bases in
See you all Friday.
The Matador 10th Anniversary shows will
be up on http://www.cdnow.com/events
starting 10/8 and ending 11/15. Upon launch they will put
up close to full sets for all the bands except Yo La Tengo,
Come and Jega, whose partial sets will go up 10/12. Chavez
will not be participating.
This week, we present Gerard Cosloy's take
on the 10th Anniversary Nice Weekend in New York. Relax and
New York, New York, a city so nice they
named it once and wrote lots of songs about it. Our Nice Weekend
In NYC shows were lots of fun and these were the bits I remember:
Thursday, September 23
My previous evening was spent watching
the Mets lose to Atlanta on TV while reading the Scott Weiland
interview in the new issue of Icon. Fascinating stuff ---
Weiland could be the most shallow human being of all time
(and Icon usually specializes in this sort of thing). Good
Alan Abel piece, plus helpful advice from Weiland, "caffeine
is a diuretic". I repeat this on the telephone to Sally who
thinks I said "Kathleen is a diabetic", which is confusing
in that neither of us know someone named Kathleen.
So yeah, I'm not prepared for the meet
& greet mania of night no.1, and from the looks of things,
neither is Dylan Nathan. But it takes more than a handful
of technical difficulties to stop Jega, a wizard of the gadgets
and knobs who suitably rocks the house, or at least the portion
that bothered to show up early enough. There is considerable
drama and hurt feelings backstage ---- Non Phixion are demanding
to go on as soon as possible because they have tickets to
a midnight screening of "Runaway Bride". The Arsonists are
engaged in a bitter debate over which member of the group
is Kris Gillespie's personal favorite. I try to quell the
uproar by telling them "this night isn't about who is Kris
Gillespie's favorite, this night is about making sure Leonardo
DiCaprio's fund manager gets in for free." Well, that was
the wrong thing to say and it could take several hours to
smooth things over. The performances are blistering, in spite
of these distractions, and yes, don't worry, Leo's fund manager
did manage to get in.
Red Snapper were very exciting, and boy
did I feel stupid for never having seen them before. We get
lucky sometimes that way. I'm not sure what I can tell you
about Mogwai and Cornelius that you don't already know, but
suffice to say, if I had to go deaf to the former and blind
to the latter....never mind, I'd rather not. But those were
amazing sensory experiences (even after leaving the men's
Post-show post-mortem at Max Fish is illuminating
in all sorts of ways. I've not been to Max Fish in eons and
many one-time fixtures (eg. Ann Marlowe) are nowhere to be
seen. Mayor Giuliani is doing an excellent job cleaning up
At 3:30am I get a phone call from Nicole,
telling me that Cornelius and band have been screwed out of
their hotel rooms by the knuckleheads at the Hotel Pennsylvania
(note to all travelers not named Bush: don't stay there. The
rooms are filthy, the bugs are huge and Scott Kannberg's room
was poorly decorated). Using my powers of persuasion, I convince
the manager of the Chinatown Holiday Inn that the Cornelius
entourage are traveling biochemists who must secure rooms
or they will be unable to solve the West Nile mosquito virus
sweeping the city. The manager doesn't know what the West
Nile virus is, so I have to go into this whole Yul Brynner
impersonation about the frogs and the locusts and the death
of the first born, etc. One $500.00 deposit later and the
rooms are reserved. Only problem is, Nicole never calls back
and no one from Cornelius' band shows up. On the bright side,
I now have 5 additional hotel rooms, so if I feel like storing
many different things (like kittens) in each, no one can stop
Friday, September 24
I ran into DJ Eclipse earlier that day.
It seems that local theatres are cancelling their scheduled
showings of "Runaway Bride" due to violent incidents at cinemas
nationwide. I suggest that Julia Roberts was also in "The
Warriors" and no one seems to know what I'm talking about
The backstage passes supplied by a local
stationery shop keep falling off, and you don't want to know
what I had to do to gain entry to this event. While Khan is
singing it, I'm living it. Next time, we buy laminates.
Not a lot of surprises tonight. Khan's
got the moves and some of the audience look like they wanna
move to Alaska. The Lynnfield Pioneers + Marc Moore on bass
exemplify the word "panache". Guitar Wolf deliver a frenzied
variation on the same high-octane set they can play in their
sleep. Chavez are always awesome, and tonight they put the
"vest" into "devastating." But what is up with these assholes
in the VIP area? Who are they? Where did they come from? I
didn't put any of them on the guest list (Leo's fund manager
can't make it tonight). Really great that all of my friends
are sitting around the VFW with nothing to do, meanwhile Matador
is footing the bill to entertain some creeps who got lost
on the way to Steve Blush's house.
Brett Vapnek is videotaping a series of
"funny" interviews with bands asking each other various questions
like "who did you have to blow to get signed" and "is that
your real hair?" Asking for trouble, I think, but I never
thought Bob Nastanovich would be party to this sort of thing.
With the cameras rolling, Bob wants to know "how do you feel
when people ask Chris Lombardi what you're doing in London
and he says 'I have no idea'?" Hoo ha. When people ask me
what Chris Lombardi is doing in New York, I tell 'em the cameras
I installed in his office are recording 24-7.
Chan Marshall aka "CHAN MARSHALL", came
up with another stunner, this time solo-style. A local musical
expert had recomended to Chan that she employ the services
of a backing troupe, otherwise the rowdy, insensitive fans
of Pavement, Chavez and special guests Jackyl, wouldn't be
capable of sitting still, shutting up and appreciating Chan's
genius. If only our entire roster had the benefit of this
sage advice... I'd have more time for television. Speaking
of which, Armando Benetiz just walked everyone in the State
of Pennslyvania and most of Southern, NJ as well.
Bright lights-a-flashing, Pavement churned
and burned through a career retrospective set that should
lay to rest those break up rumors, unless you wanna read something
into cryptic comments like "thank you, goodnight." People
always seem to pogo harder when they hear the oldest songs
and for that reason alone I prefer the new stuff.
End of evening revelry at the extremely
crowded Shades of Green gets a bit messy; Chris Lombardi is
asked to stop climbing on tables, Billy Joel is asked to stop
singing over the din (it took a while for me to understand
that this was in fact, a jukebox, and the young woman I was
berating was not actually, Billy Joel) and Joe Gaer is just
asked to stop. I could tell you all kinds of stories about
evil behavior on the part of your favorite underground music
icons (and if you send me $10 (or sterling equiv.) c/o PO
Box 20125, London W10 5WA, I still will), but shall not in
this forum as there are persons under the age of 25 reading
Saturday, September 25
David Cross is a very funny man. I loved
his work on "Saturday Night Live", laughed 'til I puked at
"Just Shoot Me".... oh, that's David Spade. He sucks, I hate
that guy. Now David Cross, he's a fucking riot. That whole
stand-on-stage-mumble-and-introduce-the-bands thing, he's
a goddamned pioneer. At least I thought so until Christina
made him read some lame "thanks to Apple and CDNow for all
their money" speech, which practically got the poor guy booed
back to Los Angeles. And what's up with all the booing? Sure,
it was a lame spiel, but was anyone's enjoyment of this event
really hampered by the CDNow/Apple sponsorship? I mean, other
than the kid on the tricycle who was crushed to death by the
My personal highlight of the weekend was
meeting the one and only Randy Costanza, a one man treasure
trove of information and inspiration. Randy claims that Bruno
Sammartino was his uncle, which is insanely cool, until you
realize that makes David Sammartino his cousin. That isn't
The musical embarrassment of riches continues:
Bardo Pond simulate the end/birth of the planet in unmeasured
doses. Come remind us once again that their body of work and
virtuosity cannot be taken for granted, not if you want to
pretend you know anything about music. The Solex trio specialize
in making something very hard sound and look very easy ---
mental stimulation shouldn't be this much fun, and usually
isn't. Mary Timony gave us a preview of what to expect from
her solo debut --- and if this set was anything to go by,
her finest recorded moments are in the offing. I'm not sure
where the offing is located, but probably in the "T" miscellanious
bin, or maybe filed under "Helium." Yo La Tengo, with special
guests Daniel Carter, Sabir Mateen and Roy Campbell, were
a revelation, an inventive twist or 2 on songs we thought
we knew pretty well, plus some terrific new material from
the upcoming album.
You've probably heard
or read a thing or 2 about Yo La Tengo's encore of "Slack
Motherfucker" which featured Chris and myself being roasted
in brutal fashion by Jon Spencer and "Brett fucking Guerwitz"
aka Rob Kennedy of the Workdogs. Yo La Tengo have gone to
great lengths to assure me that this stunt had nothing to
do with them and was all Jon Spencer's idea. Maybe so, but
I didn't see them throwing their instruments down and stomping
offstage in protest. Accessories to a crime end up being punished,
that's all I have to say about this "we didn't know what he
was gonna do" claptrap. And as for Jon.... yeah, really hilarious.
First of all, my Pottery Barn gift certificate wasn't even
real. And a lap dancer for Chris Lombardi, what an enlightened
idea in this day and age. What better way to celebrate the
legacy and ideals of a label with so many talented female
artists and staff members than by hiring a female stripper?
But that's OK, I'm sure everyone realizes this little prank
was meant to be in jest and I would like to implore all the
artists who tore up their contracts and staff members who
resigned at the end of the evening to reconsider (it was all
Jon Spencer's idea, we swear to god).
In the aftermath of this incredibly humiliating
episode, I forgot that I had 6 hotel rooms at the Chinatown
Holiday Inn, and we all ended up back at Shades of Green.
I was too busy apologizing for the lap dance incident to notice
anything particularly scandalous. Sorry.
All said, this was a chaotic, though spiritually
rewarding weekend. Thanks very much to all of you who performed
or attended or helped out or just hung around outside trying
to scam your way in. We could've done it without you, but
not very well.
Special thanks should go to the following
who went above and beyond ala Bob Beamon: Kris Gillespie for
his supervision of all production/gig disasters, Christina
Zafiris, for finagling all the sponsorship loot and making
sure this event was publicized up the kazoo, Jesper Eklow
for coming up with the whole "everything is nice" concept
and making sure the products in question actually existed,
Mark Ohe for making it all look pretty, Jackie Farry, for
running the stage the way U.S. Grant ran the Union Army, Nicole
Harper for finding all the invisible hotel rooms, CDNow and
College.Com for paying for the webcast, Apple for manufacturing
a graphite iMac (about fucking time), Bill Ryan for moving
the units, David Cross for letting us soak up the glamour,
Irving Plaza for letting us soak up their very expensive drinks,
and Jim Romeo for being so goddamned helpful.
The weekend's events went smashingly well;
thanks to all the fans and the bands who made this a wonderful
time. For those of you who missed the webcast, look to www.cdnow.com/events
for an archive of most of the sets by October 8th, possibly
sooner. YO LA TENGO promised to pick at least one song
for the site.
Also look next week to us for a complete
photo and interview fest with all your favorite Matador acts.
For now, we bring you candid snapshots and MP3 interview clips
with Chan Marshal and Chavez on how they came to know Matador,
childhood scars, and kegs of beer.
Matt Sweeny and James Lo of CHAVEZ
talk about the first
bands they ever formed.
Chan Marshall (CAT POWER) talks
about how she came
to know Matador.
and James talk about childhood
Matt and James talk about the first
Matador records they bought.
weddings. I only asked him about cake.
Now we'd like to share some personal moments,
reflections on the days past, and funny things we overheard
in the crowd.
"The only good band they have anymore is
"Mogwai would be good if they had some
vocals, and if their songs weren't so long."
"It's pretty stupid that Yo La Tengo played
"Slack Motherfucker." Superchunk hates Matador."
"Yeah, it doesn't matter. Smoke that right
here. We're in the VIP section, man."
"How did this asshole get his own TV show?"
-- overheard while David Cross was onstage.
Donnovan shares his favorite moment:
My favorite moment was watching a former
Matador intern as he begged Dave Martin to buy him a beer.
This, of course, was after drinking at least 10 beers throughout
the evening and then having his wristband cut off his arm
by a bartender who decided he'd had a few too many. When Dave
declined, he moved on, shouting to anyone who would listen,
"I'm 17 and I'm drunk! Isn't that SO funny? Will you buy me
And from Melissa:
MOGWAI, during "Like Herod," in
the quiet lull before the song explodes: a hush falls over
every one in anticipation and some kid brillantly yells "STUART,
DON'T DO IT!" Stuart lost it, almost dropped the ball on the
whole song because he was laughing so hard.
Melissa would also like to point out: I
have read only one review of the event that does not mention
Beck and Kim Gordon being at the show on Friday.
Tearing It Up
THE ARSONISTS and NON PHIXION
will be appearing live on WSOU's "Over Ya Head" radio show
Sunday, Oct 3 from 10pm-12mid. Tune in to 89.5 from points
in the 5 boroughs and North Jersey or http://www.nj.com/wsou/
from points beyond to hear host Trademark and the boys tear
it up. Not really sure what they have up their sleeve but
it is the show's one-year anniversary so I'm sure it'll be
Plus! THE ARSONISTS' Pyromaniax/Backdraft
is now on The Box. Call and request #583. Then make sure you
watch it. It's a phenomenal video. Really.
Matador in Movies
You are only allowed to watch one of the
following, because too much bad television will ruin your
ability to go out and enjoy things. "New Rose Hotel," the
new Abel Ferrara flick opens today and features "In This Hole"
by CAT POWER. Sunday and Monday, catch songs by THE
LYNNFIELD PIONEERS and THE ARSONISTS in our favorite
USA schlockfest, "GvsE." Next Friday's "Mission Hill" will
feature PAVEMENT and CAT POWER tracks; THE
LYNNFIELD PIONEERS show up again in "Shasta McNasty" on
October 7th. And "Suits" opened last week with the ol' RAILROAD
JERK favorite "Bang the Drum." Hope this will keep you
occupied until the bands can come to your town. Pretend. It