Thursday, September 14, 2017
I'm not a fan of stadium rock. These arenas are fine for people who like to watch other people chase a ball around, but jumbo-trons just don't cut it for me. If I have to look at a screen to catch a glimpse of the band I just forked over a pile of money to see, well, you know what I'm thinking?
I'm thinking I've got a screen of my own.
Plus I'm not good about sitting in my assigned seat.
When I saw the Stones at the Cap Centre a long long time ago, I ended up sitting on the stairs for most of the show with my am around an over-served companion. We were somewhere up near the roof as I recall, while Mick Jagger strutted around on stage in a sparkly white get-up, looking about two inches high from my point of view. A memorable night, but not necessarily for the music.
But why wait for the Stones? This Saturday at the Hamilton, Newmyer Flyer presents a gaggle of local musicians recreating the sounds of "Sticky Fingers" and Tom Petty's "Damn the Torpedos." Both albums will be played in their entirety, and you could probably meet some of those talented players in real size at the bar. (And there are choices between table seats and wandering around the bar area tickets for the restless.) Beware these shows can and do sell out.
Sunday night David Kitchen will unveil his new EP at JV's out in the wilds of Falls Church. David plays constantly with the Thrillbillys and the David Kitchen band, and he's even on the Hamilton gig mentioned above. He has got the guitar playing /singing thing down, but he rarely plays his own most excellent music. Truly an original. Show starts at 8:30. Don't be late.
Speaking of screens at home check out "Rocks Off" accompanied by this Super 8 street scene montage of the Stones from 1971. An "Exile on Main Street" time capsule.
Thursday, September 7, 2017
Hank Dietle's, a tiny drinking establishment on the Pike, not only withstood the construction of White Flint Mall, but also oversaw its demise. I remember the hubbub when White Flint first opened in 1977. We flocked there just to gawk at how shiny and white everything was. We had to try this new phenomenon called a "food court" after a trip on their glass elevator. Now the mall has been razed while the little tavern across the street hunkers down- unchanged as thirsty customers come and go.
Live music is relatively new at Hank's- a product of the old Quarry House scene before a fire closed its doors. Bands play every Saturday night including this week when Cravin' Dogs shake up the usual rockabilly scene. This Friday, however, don't miss a special psychedelic/punk kind of show with Seven Door Sedan and Spidercake.
We are lucky to still have this endangered species of a honky- tonk. There is no food court- in fact no food at all, but you are welcome to bring your own sustenance as long as you belly up to the bar for liquid refreshment.
Thursday, August 31, 2017
My cousin John who lives out in Ashton, Maryland declared he saw a leaf fall yesterday, but Autumn officially doesn't actually arrive until September 22 this year, and many a warm day and beautiful night lie in between. Stave off that seasonal disorder by focusing on the positive. September starts handily on a Friday which means five weekends, people!
Kick up your heels starting with Valentine Slim who will take over the Takoma VFW this Friday night. "Slim" has a long musical history in D.C. which includes dancing for the Psychedelic Power and Light Company at the Ambassador Theater- an amazing tale there, and I could digress, but I won't so hit the link for more. Nowadays Slim concentrates on bringing out a country blues rock kind of thing, and the Hells Bottom VFW is the perfect venue for the sound.
Saturday night catch Dede and the Do-Rights in an all star line up at Hank Dietle's - another perfect little honky tonk. On a larger scale, local bands invade the 9:30 Club. Look for The Split Seconds, Thaylobleu and more at the rare night club where all ages can see live music.
Thursday, August 17, 2017
April 18, 1775. February 7, 1964. August 19, 2017. What do these dates have in common? All three mark British invasions and, like kudzu, there's no escaping their impact on our landscape. We may have repelled the Red Coats, but when The Beatles landed, they kicked open the door and in marched The Stones, The Who, Led Zeppelin, and The Kinks. Cream, Elton John, Jethro Tull and The Hollies. It seems like "Long Cool Woman" was covered at every school dance I went to, but I missed seeing most of these bands in person.
But while we've been "lazing on a summer afternoon," many local musicians spent the last few months holed up in the woodshed, working on a show bent on recreating the hellacious sounds of 1967-1974 with music from all the bands listed above plus Queen, Traffic, Donovan and more. The "invasion" happens this Saturday night at The Fillmore in Silver Spring.
For those of you looking for a more intimate show, check out Jau Ocean and Boat Burning at Bossa on 18th Street. Boat Burning's last EP was produced by Roger Miller of Mission of Burma, and these psychedelic cats are ready to go. Early show 8 p.m. to 10:30 on Saturday as well.
Monday, August 7, 2017
DC's public library is archiving a lot more than books these days. A compilation of local music came out last February called "Rock the Stacks," and for those still unaware or simply curious, Songbird in Adams Morgan will be hosting an all ages listening party tomorrow from More information about that event can be found here.
And on Wednesday the DCPL Punk Archive will be host a live show on the rooftop of the Woodridge Neighborhood Library of all things. No whispering allowed.
Tuesday, August 1, 2017
|Union Station 1920s|
Look to your left.
Now look to your right.
Are you feeding your neighbor's cat?
Taking in the mail for another?
Is that a parking place right in front of the Tune Inn?
Yes, it's August in Washington when the town shrinks down to just us chickens. And the crickets. For other signs of life on Planet DC, check out the DC ROCKS' incredibly incomplete but better than nothing calendar as well as Fort Reno this Thursday. Share in the sugar love of Night of 1,000 Cakes while being serenaded by Weird Babies, Aaron Leitko and Herschel Hoover. Last show of the summer! And a hearty shout out to to Amanda MacKaye and all her volunteers for keeping this venue alive.
Friday, July 21, 2017
It's hot. Hot. Hot. Hot. Hot. Hot. Hot. It's hot at 8 a.m. It's hot at 9:30 p.m. It's hot in the car. It's So Hot I. Can't. Think. Can you?
It's July in D.C. -historically our hottest month and living up to its reputation. Go hide in the Smithsonian. (Or the dairy aisle depending on your ambition and energy level.) If outside, I recommend a personal atomizer filled with water as a constant companion and new best friend.
But kudos to WAMU for bringing us a little good news on the weather front. It may be hotter than ever, but despite the increasing density of Washington's population and the in pouring of cars, our skies are cleaner than they used to be. Blue Skies are in. Smog is out. (And as I write, so is Sean Spicer.)
This Saturday Catfish Hodge is in at JV's. Col Josh is out at Hank Dietle's for those of you looking for something to do. Cold beer can beat the heat- especially if you don't forget to bring your new best friend.
Wednesday, July 12, 2017
|Free Your Mind at Rhizome|
Takoma Park is fairly exploding with new things. New restaurants. New apartments. New bars. All are fairly cool places, but nothing really extraordinary except perhaps for RhizomeDC, a performance space and experimental arts center located in a somewhat ordinary looking house on Maple Avenue. (Just over the D.C. line) I've been driving to Takoma Park a lot lately, and the view from near the railroad bridge on Aspen made me wonder...what the heck goes on in there? So I looked it up. Concerts, workshops, a record fair, performances, book discussions, a film screening... whatever the heck artistic type individuals can dream up could possibly find a home here. And great things can happen in small spaces. A friend of mine told me he was wowed by the last concert he saw at Rhizome which would have been in what used to be an ordinary living room. Hit the link above for upcoming events to find out more.
|Rhizome: Where It's At|
Meanwhile on the other side of Takoma there's another atypical space - this one is not new but was reinvented by the commander of the Takoma VFW a.k.a. Hell's Bottom. Musical events have helped save this outpost from extinction, and patrons save big on their bar tab. This Friday the truly unorthodox Yachstmen and 7 Door Sedan will hold forth. (Please note this show starts promptly at 8 p. m.) Saturday look for Colonel Josh and friends to carry on into the night.
Wednesday, July 5, 2017
Good Morning Campers. Today I am happy to report that the Fort Reno Concerts are still alive and kicking off tomorrow with Weird Babies, TK Echo and Mock Identity. Thanks to the tireless efforts of Amanda MacKaye and her crew of volunteers, this series gives new and mostly young bands a chance to strut their stuff.
Free concerts happen at 7 p.m. every Monday and Thursday throughout July, weather permitting, and, if the gods are smiling, the ice cream truck will arrive, there'll be a decent breeze and an admirable sunset thrown in to boot. A very cool and unique venue for punk rockers of all ages
Monday, July 3, 2017
The United States was built on a big idea of liberty, but we sure have had a hard time figuring out what that actually means and who exactly is entitled to its benefits. It seems to be an ongoing struggle- especially in the name of fear. Here in my town, Pennsylvania Avenue and E Street are closed near "the People's House." We can't wander in and out of public buildings or eat lunch in the various department cafeterias anymore unless we have government business to conduct and run the gamut of security checks. (Remember when the National Aquarium was holed up in the Department of Commerce? ) I haven't gone downtown for the July 4th holiday since the snow fence corrals went up.
But out here in the sticks, near the Potomac River, the District of Columbia runs a hometown parade that is free for anyone to watch or march in. It's an equal opportunity situation for firetrucks, horses and Radio Flyer wagons. Prizes are given with creativity preferred over politics athough we get a lot of both.
The parade starts near the Safeway on MacArthur at 11 a.m. and winds down the Boulevard to Edmunds Place before dumping into Palisades Park for the prize giving announcements and a party featuring free libations and frivolity. Be on the lookout for lemonade, watermelon, and hotdogs with mustard, justice and liberty for all.
Wednesday, June 28, 2017
Welcome to summertime in DC y'all. There's fireflies and flowers in the back yard tonight with an unusually cool and wonderful breeze, but tomorrow the temps are climbing up to the 90s with no end in sight. The melt down arrives just in time for the 50th Smithsonian Folklife Festival which is always hot as Hades. The festival will be celebrating its own anniversary with circuses, memories, and lots of music including The Chuck Brown Band on Friday.
The Fourth of July lands on a Tuesday this year so the upcoming holiday weekend comes with a Lego Expansion set, and a flashback. Our old pal Eric Brace is bringing Last Train Home back to IOTA. Two long sets are promised Friday and Saturday nights starting promptly at 9.
Wednesday, June 21, 2017
Grunge, rave and hip hop all came into their own during the 1990s while I was home with kids paying absolutely no attention to what was happening in the music world. Fortunately I had a former 9:30 deejay keeping our house current with the eclectic scene, especially bands not playing on the radio. So basically, if it happened in the 1990s, I missed it.
This Saturday local bands Getchoo, Dammit Josie and Dashing Bumpkins converge to reanimate that bygone decade with an all ages tribute show at the Rock n Roll Hotel.
On the other hand, if you want to see a band that has been playing since the '90s, check out the Ubangis' Summer Fling show at Slash Run. (For you trivia fans The Ubangis' first show was with The Wanktones in December 1990 at d.c. space.)
And for those of you who fondly remember The Wanktones- be sure to listen to Takoma Park's WOWD this Sunday morning for a trip back in time.
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
Once upon a time, folks lived in fear of trolls. Cumbersome and ugly, these creatures could be found in remote caves with piles of questionable bones laying nearby. By the time I was a child, trolls had been relegated to fairy tales. This was my concept of a typical troll:
D.C.'s Comet Ping Pong, the pizza parlor with an imaginary underground dungeon, has withstood a particularly vicious onslaught of rumors. Despite it all, the ping pong tables remain busy with erratic young players and parents chasing after both balls and kids. Messages of support from young and old can be found scrawled across a poster near the bar. The phone may be oversubscribed, but you can always order your love in the form of a pizza pie online.
After dinner, Comet doubles as a concert venue and even though local musicians who once played there have been menaced as well, the music will not be silenced. This Friday ole 9:30 Club pal Norm Veenstra will be on deck with Tone, Show Pony and James Wolf. All ages show starts at 10 p.m.
Tuesday, June 6, 2017
Washington DC's federal hat tends to overshadow its true denizens- those incredibly lovable and often talented natives. Those of us lucky enough to have grown up here in the 1980s can't help but remember the supernova group Switchblade and a certain hot shot guitar player with an eye popping pompadour.
I am happy to report that DC's own Ratso is back and ready to rock again. Look for him this Thursday night at Villain and Saint in Bethesda with a new project called Lunch With Bob. According to Mr Silman, the band will be playing “kick ass American music” when they open for Colonel Josh and the Watt Brothers. Might be a raucous night considering V and S is having its first Biker's Happy Hour, too.
Thursday, June 1, 2017
Once upon a time, most of us lived in a world relatively untouched by digital logic circuits. Yes, we had transistor radios, but we still had to be at home to answer the phone. We lived in caves, but we did have lots of live music starting with middle school mixers and high school proms. (Fancy Colors, y'all.) Plus there were loads of little clubs. Emergency, Babe's, The Far Inn, One Step Down, One Flight Up, Takoma Tap Room, Columbia Station, Childe Harold, L.B.J Club, Italian Gardens, Friendship Station, My Friend's Place, Gallagher's, The Keg.
Now it's deejays at school events and rocketing real estate values have brought down many an old haunt. The smaller venues are as endangered as this tiny dude.
Thursday, May 25, 2017
One memorable year a ways back, two of my children briefly became vegetarians while they were in school. Not at the same time, of course, because that would have been too easy for the resident chef. They transformed separately and consecutively. The girl child was moved by a film she saw in class- a somewhat brutal exposition on the beef industry. It was "the next cow watching" that sent her over the edge. The boy, on the other hand, was a committed consumer of bacon, and had always eschewed anything remotely colored green. He converted on a bet.
This teenage episode reminds me of the People's Republic of Takoma Park. Goofy and politically over correct, it's a community we love in spite of itself. A nuclear free zone which spawned Mary Chapin Carpenter, John Fahey and Root Boy Slim as well as "Cat Man," "Fox Man" and "Roscoe." Azalea City: eclectic old homes and beautiful porches.
Come Saturday afternoon, like cicadas emerging from the murky underground, musicians of many stripes will be out in broad day light for the fifth annual Takoma Porch Fest happening from 2-4 p.m. Click the link for handy map and schedule, and check out this cool little never never land for yourself.
Tuesday, May 16, 2017
|Bob Weir /from Diamondback archives|
I was never a huge Grateful Dead fan, but my UMD housemates sure were. If memory serves me, Dougal, Chauncy, Stuart and Pete all camped out in the snow to get tickets for the Dead's show at Ritchie Coliseum back in the 1980s. It was a big deal. Pete even designed commemorative tee shirts featuring Jerry Garcia's head on a terrapin's body. And thanks to my housemates, I found myself sitting on a folding chair close to the front. And thanks to the internet, I can tell you exactly when that show was: Saturday March 7, 1981 to be exact. And it wasn't at Ritchie- it was at Cole Field House. With the date pinned down, I can find my own journal entry. (Being the odd child that I am, I took my notebook to the concert.)
"Row 11 Seat 5. Shoved Stuart over one. Everybody's standing on their chair swaying and screaming looking glassy eyed at the stage. Alcohol, cigarettes, sweat and pot. "It looks like rain, " Jerry croons and the crowd goes wild. Now everybody's clapping, but all I see is a sea of knees. I can occasionally get a glimpse of this page by the light of a flashbulb. I smell hash."
It was right about then that a flashbulb went off in my own head. I realized what a mistake I had made by attending the event stone cold sober. Still it was a feather in my cap to be able to say I saw the Dead. And I wish I still had my tee shirt.
Fast forward to now. Jerry Garcia's famous "wolf" guitar which once brought almost a million dollars at auction, is being sold again. This story didn't really catch my interest until I heard that the sale will be an unprecedented act of love beyond fandom. The man who bought the guitar in 2002 has pledged to donate all of the proceeds of the auction and the accompanying concert to the Southern Poverty Law Center - a group which has mounted the charge against hate groups and racism. This "box of rain" is the kind of love this country needs. Now more than ever.
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
A plethora of shows this weekend line up with a galaxy of genres: Psychedelic Prog Rock, Polyrhythmic Post Punk, Americana, Shoegaze, Roots Rock, Psych Dance, Street Blues, Gonzo Folk, Bar Prog, Party Metal, Math Rock just to name a few. Something for everyone. Right? If you're left a bit dazed by all these monikers, get a magic marker and try to connect the bands to their ilk. Or just go with the flow and throw a dart. One thing they all have in common? As per DC ROCKS' credo- nothing here over $20 - most under $15- or no cover. All more fun than staying home and watching the news. Local music needs local people!
Greenland is back ! along with Emma and Fat Spirit at Slash Run.
Bold Deceivers take down Takoma VFW.
Eric Brace is back ! with Peter Cooper & Thomm Jutz at Jammin'Java
Bumper Jacksons have a crazy CD Release Party at The Hamilton.
Cravin' Dogs 10th (!) CD / Party at Villain and Saint.
David Goodfriend's new project The Conrads' debut (!) at the Takoma VFW
The Messthetics- a dream team of former Fugazi players and guitar hero Anthony Pirog will be above ground at Comet Ping Pong with Crown Larks and Time Is Fire.
Wednesday, May 3, 2017
Thursday, April 27, 2017
Here are ten bands you might remember playing that old rock haunt:
Evan Johns and the H-Bombs, Switchblade, Insect Surfers, King Soul, Tru Fax, Nightman, both The Slickee and the Rosslyn Mountain Boys, Catfish Hodge, Beatnik Flies.
Wait, one of those is a lie!
Silly social media games aside, the good news is live music can still be found in Bethesda. Flanagan's Harp and Fiddle took over the Psyche Delly's old address, and The 19th Street Band will be there Friday; Mary Ann Redmond plays on Saturday. Feeling supper club fancy? Cut the rug with Chopteeth at Bethesda Blues or- last but never least- King Soul will be just up the avenue throwing it down at Villain and Saint. Both play this Friday.
Friday, April 21, 2017
If you remember Cap'n Tugg and Gore de Vol, you grew up when TV programming was anything but generic. Every day after school we watched Cap'n Tugg, cruising the Potomac with Fantail the Parrot, fighting villains like Axel Graxle and Captain Flashflood while pushing "Bosco" to pay the bills.
He communicated with Mister Flanagan in the engine room with something that looked like (and probably was) a vacuum cleaner hose and received updates from Commander Salamander. The humor of it all sailed right over my elementary school head, but I was a loyal viewer.
Another local celebrity, Creature Feature's horror host, Count Gore de Vol introduced the Langley Punks to the world with the film short Attack of the Paramecium Man. Nowadays films reach for perfection, but we lose the sheer genius which overcame low budget and very low tech. The Langley Punks, who in my humble opinion, were direct spawns of Cap'n Tugg, produced an explosion of insanity from the petri dishes of their imaginations. Who could forget titles like Alcoholics Unanimous, Hyattsville Holiday and Intestines From Space?
Really? No clue? Then prepare to be educated tomorrow evening at The First Absolutely Final Retrospective gathering and film event at the AFI in Silver Spring.