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Bullz-Eye’s Top Ten Music Moments of 2010: Staff Writer Rob Smith’s Picks

In my mind, 2010 will be remembered more for moments of strangeness, oddity, and lessened expectation, than it will be for transcendent music. The throwaway nature of pop has never been more transient or incidental; technology enables us to hear as much as we want and, by the sheer volume of those possibilities, to actively listen as little as we ever have. How else to explain Ke$ha and the Glee cast recordings, much less the continuing nonsense of Black Eyed Peas? Raise your hand if you think Bruno Mars or Rihanna are still going to be churning out hits ten years from now, or that Katy Perry (more about her below) will still be squeezing into latex after she and her pasty Brit hubby have two or three little Russells to contend with, and things start saggin’.

I will remember 2010 for several key moments:

Top 10 Music Moments of 2010

1. The Roots, Being the Roots. Are they the best band on the planet? It’s hard to argue when their versatility is put on display every weeknight, and when they reiterate their overall excellence by turning out two of the best records of the year (How I Got Over and Wake Up, with John Legend).

2. Dio, Chilton Die. We lost metal’s gentle sorcerer (Ronnie James Dio) and Big Star’s genius-in-residence (Alex Chilton) within a few months of one another. May they both rock in peace.

3. “The Bed Intruder Song.” Some television producer obviously thought putting Antoine Dodson’s rant on the evening news would make for amusing viewing. Add Autotune, YouTube, and stir, and you have the most unlikely viral hit of the year.

4. Michael Jackson single: Real or Fake? It’s him. Not even Sony would be so dumb as to taint their posthumous cash cow by trying to pawn off a soundalike as the man himself. It’s too easy to get caught. Until MJ rises from the dead (which I firmly believe will happen), this is how he’ll stay in the headlines.

5. ICP’s “Miracles” Video. There is no WTF moment from 2010 nearly as WTF as this WTF moment.

6. Katy Perry’s Breasts Make Videos. Perry’s videos display the two things she does best: making catchy singles and showing off her breastuses. Not since chocolate and peanut butter were mixed by H.B. Reese has a combination worked so well.

7. Rush Become Movie Stars. Who’da thunk the kimono-wearin’, prog-playin’, not-very-pretty Canucks who made Hemispheres and 2112 would ever be so compelling on film? They’re funny, charming, and have more inside jokes than you and your seventh-grade buddies did.

8. Tyler to Idol. It is my fervent hope that Steven Tyler’s defection to television does what 20 years of shitty Aerosmith records was unable to do—namely, stick a fork in a band that has rattled on long past its expiration date.

9. Bret Michael Survives. Dude’s got nine lives. Twenty-five years of groupies, lite metal, drugs, booze, and more groupies has to be good for you.

10. Quasi release “Bye Bye Blackbird.” It’s been in their set for a while, but to hear it on American Gong was something of a revelation. Play it loud enough, and you will be moved. Maybe out of your shoes.

Austin City Limits Music Festival – October 8-10, 2010, Austin, TX

The 2010 Austin City Limits Music Festival continued to make the three-day event’s case as one of the best festivals on the planet. It went off with nary a hitch, and in fact, this year’s edition may have had the festival’s best weather yet. There was no dust, no rain to turn Zilker Park into a giant mud pit (like last year) and the high temperature never reached 90. The sunny afternoons were still plenty hot, but the evenings were downright balmy. Some local fans bitched about the overall lineup when it was first announced, but there truly was something for everyone in the festival’s ever-eclectic lineup. The festival once again sold out well in advance, and again proved to be one of the best weekends of the year for any serious music fan.

The tasty local cuisine available at ACL is topped only by New Orleans’ Jazzfest (although unfortunately neither fest seems willing to bring in local beer), and the football tent returned to enable sports fans to get a fix in between music sets. There were only a handful of occasions where the crowd scene proved overly massive and hard to navigate. Overall, it was three days of near-utopian rock ‘n’ roll bliss. If the word “groovy” is overused in this review, it’s only because there were indeed so many such moments. The biggest problem was choosing between competing bands in a series of mind-bending conflicts: Silversun Pickups vs Broken Bells, Monsters of Folk vs LCD Soundsystem, Phish vs The Strokes, The Flaming Lips vs Band of Horses, and the terrible three-way Friday night dilemma of Sonic Youth vs Robert Randolph & the Family Band vs Ryan Bingham & the Dead Horses. Cloning technology can’t arrive soon enough.

Friday, October 8

Charlie Mars, Austin Ventures Stage
Mississippi native and Austinite Charlie Mars was a perfectly scheduled troubadour to get things going in the noon hour. His 2009 Like a Bird, Like a Plane album hones in on a sensual groove type of sound, which proved popular with a decent size crowd turning out for so early in the day. Mars spent the set strumming an acoustic guitar over a tight rhythm section, while his keyboardist took leads in place of a lead guitar. “No Place Like Home” and “What Are You Looking For” both featured Mars delivering heartfelt vocals that drew the crowd in. A peak moment of the set was the album’s catchy single, “Listen to the Darkside.” The song features one of the year’s best lyric hooks by paying homage to Pink Floyd with the chorus, “If you wanna come over and get high, we can listen to the Dark Side of the Moon.” Another strong tune was “Meet Me by the Back Door,” featuring a syncopated groove that had the crowd dancing and some great B3 jamming from the keys. Mars and company definitely deliver a more rocking immediacy in the live setting then comes across on the album.

Ponderosa, BMI Stage
The smallest stage of the festival was also one of the most enjoyable. It offered a club-size intimacy, shaded refuge from the afternoon sun, and was never overcrowded due to the relatively unknown bands that were scheduled for it. But it’s here that one can discover some great rising talents. This Georgia-based quartet featured a bluesy, guitar-driven sound recalling classic rock influences like Humble Pie, Artful Dodger and the Black Crowes. The band’s last tune featured a “Smokestack Lightning” type of riff, but was pumped up into a harder rocking jam.

Those Darlins, Austin Ventures Stage
This upbeat Tennessee quartet featured a relatively unique mix of country punk and garage rock to create a fun vibe. Singer/guitarist Jessi Darlin’s gritty voice recalled Courtney Love at times in its ragged splendor, but with more of a country flavor. “Red Light Love” saw the band at its best on a fuzzy, melodic rocker about the combination of good love and good music.

Blues Traveler, AMD Stage
It seemed like a flashback to the mid-’90s when Blues Traveler drew a huge crowd to the festival’s second largest stage to really get ACL going. It’s been great to see the band able to persevere through the tragic death of original bassist Bobby Sheehan and the health problems of singer/harmonica ace John Popper, who is now fit and sounding great as ever. Underrated guitarist Chan Kinchla always keeps things groovy on his PRS guitar and his brother Tad fits right in on bass. A cover of Radiohead’s “Creep” was a surprise crowd pleaser, followed shortly thereafter with the band’s 1994 hit “Run-Around.” But the clear peak of the set – and one of the top highlights of the entire weekend – occurred when the band welcomed 15-year-old violinist Ruby Jane to sit in on “Mulling It Over.” Jane, who would play her own set on Sunday morning, proved to be a dynamic prodigy. She immediately accented the hard rocking tune in tasteful fashion, before teaming with Popper for a superb violin-harmonica duel that won the weekend’s first huge cheer.

The Kicks, BMI Stage
New arrivals to Zilker Park were still pouring through the main gates as these Nashville rockers hit the stage. “Celia” placed bluesy riffs over a mellower groove, with some melodic southern flavor that recalled Creedence Clearwater Revival. Lead guitarist Adam Stark ripped off hot licks throughout the set and singer/guitarist Jordan Phillips showed a wide range, singing everything from sensitive ballads to catchy pop tunes and crunchy rock rave-ups like “Hawk Eyes.”

Kings Go Forth, Clear 4G Stage
This Wisconsin-based funk and soul outfit was kicking down a high-energy sound that recalled Sharon Jones & the Dap Kings, but perhaps with a more rocking edge. The band has a similar R&B foundation, but throws in a variety of ’70s funk, rock and disco flavors. The tent was packed with people getting down to the highly danceable sounds of the 10-piece lineup. Singers Black Wolf and Danny Fernandez exuded a strong charisma, while congas and horns accented the music’s ever-funky flavor.

Angus & Julia Stone, Austin Ventures Stage
I was on my way to check out the Black Keys when my ear was drawn back to this stage by a deep groove that sounded reminiscent of “All Along the Watchtower.” Angus Stone was on acoustic guitar, Julia was on electric and there was some clear chemistry in the air from the Australian siblings. The crowd kept growing as other passersby were drawn in as well. The band’s online material has a decidedly mellow acoustic vibe, but here in the live setting it became apparent that this was a rock ‘n’ roll band.

A powerful instrumental jam on Neil Young’s “Down by the River” hit all the right notes, with Julia laying down some strong harmonica work. The band also had a female violinist, which led to the second great harmonica/violin jam of the day. Julia then made a big impression on the rocking last tune by knocking out a dynamic lead vocal that recalled the pitch and power of Tori Amos. Check out her chilling version of Olivia Newton John’s “You’re the One That I Want” on the band’s MySpace page.

The Black Keys, AMD Stage
The Akron, Ohio-based blues rock duo hit the stage at 4 pm in front of a massive crowd that made it tough for anyone arriving late to get close enough to enjoy. There were so many people camped out in their lawn chairs that the entire area became quite difficult to navigate. The Black Keys are clearly surging in popularity – they played to about 10,000 fans at the 2008 Outside Lands Festival in San Francisco, but this crowd was at least three times as large. I finally gave up and decided I’d rather check out the next band on the intimate BMI stage.

ACL Black Keys

The Ettes, BMI Stage
Another band out of Nashville, the Ettes had a big fuzzy sound mixing blues, big beat and punk with dynamic vocals from singer Coco Motion. The band clearly shares some influences with the Black Keys, but was also mixing in a ’60s British Invasion flavor and a garage rock/punk edge. Coco’s vocals were diverse. One song recalled the riot-grrl grunge vibe of L7’s Donita Sparks, another brought to mind the Ramones, while others had more of a ’60s pop flavor. Watching the Ettes up close with just two or three-hundred people was far more enjoyable than trying to hear the Black Keys from afar.

The Sword, ZYNC Card Stage
Austin’s own metal masters owned the 5 pm hour with a blistering set that delivered one tight, powerful tune after another. The band blends Black Sabbath with Metallica in impressive fashion, while also throwing in some other ’70s classic rock influences to cook up their own metal stew. The band has opened for Metallica and are indeed most worthy. “Tres Brujas” from their stellar new album Warp Riders was a great example of the band’s ability to mix a metal edge with a classic rock flavor. Lead guitarist Kyle Shutt and singer/guitarist J.D. Cronise ripped smoking hot riffs over the heavy rhythm from bassist Bryan Richie and drummer Trivett Wingo.

The new “Night City” was another highlight, starting off with Iron Maiden-style twin guitar licks before moving into a Thin Lizzy-style groove where Cronise sounded uncannily like late, great Lizzy frontman Phil Lynot. The Sword drew a good sized crowd overall, but the gathering was lacking in the true headbangers that had come out for the band’s recent free show in the parking lot of Austin’s Waterloo Records. One fan did achieve a bit of crowd surfing at the end, though. One gal who seemed partied out already was actually attempting to take a nap during this set, which was truly mind-boggling. Another stunning development occurred a few days after the festival when drummer Wingo announced he was quitting the band. Look for the Sword to carry on soon though, because this metal train has got too much momentum to stop now.

Nortech Colletive Presents: Bostich + Fussible, Clear 4G Stage
The 6 pm hour was a popular time to visit the Austin Eats Food Court, where all manner of tacos were amongst the diverse fare. Torchy’s Tacos took the prize for the second straight year in providing the best value and quickest service. Another bonus was being able to eat at picnic tables in easy earshot of the dance party being delivered by Bostich + Fussible, a duo from the Tijuana electronic music scene. The duo threw down a high-energy set that featured a unique blend of Norteno music with techno. The mix of hard dance beats with traditional sounds from Mexico made for a groovy vibe. The music flowed from funky jams with horns to jazzier sounds that also incorporated some of the classic Norteno accordian sound.

Sonic Youth, Honda Stage
The 7 pm hour featured the terrible dilemma of alt-rock pioneers Sonic Youth versus pedal steel guitar sensation Robert Randolph versus rising Texas buzz band Ryan Bingham & the Dead Horses (not to mention Vampire Weekend.) Unable to clone myself yet in 2010, I determined to catch the beginning of Sonic Youth’s set since they started 15 minutes earlier. Kim Gordon started out on just vocals for the opening tune, bringing a hard-edged punk vibe to the proceedings before picking up her bass. Thurston Moore sang the second tune, leading the band through a tighter rock number. A gloriously distorted jam had a great grunge flavor before devolving into an overly dissonant sound, although the big groove remained. Gordon rocked the mic again on a song where the guitar riffs were reminiscent of the verses from Metallica’s “Seek and Destroy,” which sounded awesome.

Ryan Bingham & the Dead Horses, Austin Ventures Stage
Bingham and his band drew a big crowd and rightfully so. His grittily soulful voice makes me think of a comment I once heard about Susan Tedeschi, which was that her voice was like butter on the biscuit of the listener’s soul. Bingham’s blend of rock, Americana, country and folk has been the freshest sound to come out of the Texas blues scene in recent years, making this a great homecoming for the band. “Wandering” was a perfect opener, with Bingham’s amiable voice setting the tone over a mid-tempo groove. The bluesy “Strange Feelin’ in the Air” featured some nice slide guitar, but was a bit subdued for such a big crowd at this point in the evening.

The band bounced back with “Depression,” an uplifting rocker about transcending the terrible economy that plagues this foul era in America. Leave it to a rocker to be the one who tells the truth about the real conditions in this country. Austinites looking for work know that calling the current downturn a mere “recession” is a big red herring. When you’ve got over 100 people applying for a part-time administrative job with the Texas Civil Rights Project and over 200 applying for a web content coordinator job with Austin’s Ticketcity.com, those are signs of a depression with a capital D. Bingham’s “Depression” is one of the best songs of the year and was a major highlight here. “Bluebird,” the most psychedelic song in the band’s repertoire, was another treat. The trippy chord progression brings to mind both the Beatles’ “Dear Prudence” and Ace Frehley’s “Fractured Mirror.” It was another transcendent tune with a big bluesy jam that sounded great in the evening twilight.

Phish, Budweiser Stage
The jam kings from Vermont hadn’t played a full show in Texas since 1999, so this was a long overdue visit to the live music capital of the world. Every Phish fan in Texas was psyched for this festival headlining performance. The band opened with their anthemic rocker “Down With Disease” – the same tune that kicked off their seven-and-a-half hour new millennium set at the Big Cypress Indian Reservation in th Everglades on December 31, 1999 – and proceeded to throw down a two-hour set of fan favorites that never waned in energy. There were no extended monster jams, although the band’s seminal “You Enjoy Myself” clocked in at 19:39 to close the set, while a soaring cover of the Velvet Underground’s “Rock ‘n’ Roll” received 10 minutes of superb rocking.

ACL Phish

This set was the band’s fall tour opener, as well as taking place in front of a crowd where many were seeing the band for the first time. It therefore was not surprising to see the quartet play a more streamlined set, rather than pushing the exploratory boundaries. But the song selection was superb and the playing was tight and crisp. Guitarist Trey Anastasio ripped melty hot leads all night and never flubbed a note, bassist Mike Gordon and drummer Jon Fishman were totally locked in and “chairman of the boards” Page McConnell elevated every tune higher. Gordon’s funky low end had everyone grooving out during the the Talking Heads’ “Cities” and Phish’s own space funk classic “Wolfman’s Brother.” The band’s uniquely groovy cover of Deodato’s 1974 version of “Also Sprach Zarathustra” (better known by fans as “2001”) was a truly cosmic dance party. New material also shined, with Anastasio’s nimble melodic riffs driving “Backwards Down the Number Line” and “Light” from the band’s 2009 album Joy. The second encore of the instrumental “First Tube” pumped the energy off the charts with a galactic cowboys riding off into the sunset vibe that left the masses elated. I spoke with numerous people over next two days who said they’d never seen Phish before and were blown away by how great their set was. Now if only they’ll come back to Austin sooner than 2021.

Saturday, October 9

Grace Potter & the Nocturnals, AMD Stage
The time of day that a band plays at ACL doesn’t necessarily correlate with quality. One of the best sets of the day occurred here in the 12:30-1:30 pm slot as Vermont rock goddess Grace Potter and her killer band got things off to a hot start on this steamy and sunny afternoon. The band focused on their strong new album, which veers from blues rock to reggae to pop to full-on jamming. “Only Love” was an early highlight, with a rocking staccato riff from guitarist Scott Tournet that Potter rocked out over. Potter was a whirlwind of energy, moving back and forth between keyboards and guitar and dancing up a storm in a sexy gold-sequined minidress. “Goodbye Kiss” cooled things off a bit with a easy-going reggae-tinged groove and sweet slide guitar from Tournet. The melodic pop rock of “One Short Night” was another highlight, as the band layered three guitars over the catchy groove.

The highlight of the set was lead single “Tiny Light,” which features some of Potter’s best lyrics and most emotive vocals over a bluesy groove that grows into a monster jam thanks to bassist Catherine Popper and drummer Matt Burr. The first big cheer of the day occurred after the crescendo of Tournet’s smoking guitar solo over this powerful groove. The band’s now seemingly obligatory yet still electrifying cover of Jefferson Airplane’s “White Rabbit” won more cheers. The band kept the energy surging with the fiery “Paris (Ooh La La),” which had the crowd dancing along with Potter and singing out the refrain. It’s not hard to imagine Potter & the Nocturnals playing the same stage much later in the day at a future ACL.

Rock Island Hideway
This was where the football tent was, not to mention the only draft beer in the park. Big Ten fans hit the jackpot with the early games, as Ohio State-Indiana and Wisconsin-Minnesota were the two games on. But Wolverine and Spartan fans hoping to see the battle of Michigan in the afternoon were out of luck as more regional action took precedence with the Alabama-South Carolina and Texas A&M-Arkansas games. There were either a lot of Gamecocks fans on hand, or a lot of anti-Alabama fans (probably a combination of both.) The crowd was way into the Gamecocks’ upset victory over the Crimson Tide.

The Dough Rollers, Clear 4G Stage
This alleged trio sounded intriguing since it was to feature vocalist/mandolin player Malcom Ford (son of actor Harrison Ford), guitarist/vocalist Jack Byrne (son of actors Gabriel Byrne and Ellen Barkin) and a female fiddler/vocalist in Julia Tepper. But Tepper was nowhere to be seen when the set started, and the gravelly ragtimey vocals from the male duo sounded utterly awful. This was the only time during the weekend when a band was just so bad that I was immediately inspired to seek greener pastures. Thankfully, this was not hard to do.

The Jane Shermans, BMI Stage
It was a short jaunt over to the continually fulfilling BMI stage where a very pleasant surprise awaited with this indie-rock power trio. Singer/bassist Eulene Sherman out of New York City had a captivating presence with vocals that alternated between tough and tender. Her bass playing is relatively simplistic, but the grooves were catchy and rocking. Guitarist Angelo Petraglia clearly has an eye for talent, having previously co-written and produced the debut album from Kings of Leon. He seemed to revel in the role of backing the dynamic Sherman. Drummer Joshua Moore was also rock solid. “I Walk Alone” featured lots of sonic space around Sherman’s bluesy bass line, which gave her vocals room to stand out. “Young Hungry” was one of the highlights of the day, an up-beat power-pop gem with the band displaying influences like Blondie, the Pretenders and perhaps Missing Persons. But Sherman was clearly staking out a bright future as a star of her own.

Beats Antique, Clear 4G Stage
This Oakland-based electronica/down-tempo/glitch groove trio brought one of the freshest sounds of the year and the buzz has clearly been getting out, because the Clear 4G area was totally jammed. The band should definitely have been playing on a larger stage. They rocked San Francisco’s Outside Lands Festival in August and did the same here, throwing down a boisterous dance party with polyrhythmic beats and Eastern melodic flavors that had the amped-up crowd getting down (even though there wasn’t much in the way of elbow room.) One fan near the front of stage waved a huge state of California flag throughout the set to bring some extra West Coast flavor. The band’s official ACL aftershow party at Momo’s was also reported to be a barnburner, with both John Popper and Karl Denson sitting in. There was another tough choice here, as the second half of Beats Antique’s set overlapped with the first half of the set from the Silversun Pickups. But it was so crowded here that it wasn’t hard to decide to move on.

Silversun Pickups, Budweiser Stage
The Southern California neo-grunge rockers drew a sizable crowd to the main stage, but it wasn’t a clusterfuck like the Black Keys set in the similar time slot the previous day. “There’s No Secrets This Year” was an early highlight with its big Smashing Pumpkins-type vibe. Guitarist Brian Aubert was bringing a great fuzzy guitar sound, while drummer Christopher Guanlo was just killing it for the entire set. The end of the tune brought a huge cheer from a crowd that was ready to rock. Aubert commented on how the band had played ACL two years ago in a dust bowl situation that conjured visions of an apocalyptic sci-fi flick, and then praised the beautiful weather that had graced this year’s fest. “Future Foe Scenarios” displayed more of the band’s dynamic abilities, starting off quiet before slowly building into a strong groove. “Kissing Families” was a major highlight, with bassist Nikki Monninger contributing some vocals to the dark but beautifully layered psychedelic sound that had the hipster girls in the crowd grooving out.

Aubert announced that this was the final show of the band’s tour and that they really didn’t know what they were going to do with themselves when they got back home. He said he would be going to see the XX (who were playing next on the Zync stage) and then dancing to LCD Soundsystem (who would follow on the Budweiser stage.) The band then closed out their set in high-energy fashion with the sonic barrage of “Panic Switch” and their breakthrough hit “Lazy Eye.” The latter had the crowd clapping in unison at the beginning and and then dancing up a storm over the gloriously triumphant alt-rock gem.

A brief trip to media tent happy hour was in order next, as beer and wine were the only alcoholic beverages available inside the festival. But the world needs to know about the heavenly combination of Tito’s Handmade Vodka (in Austin) with Sweet Leaf’s original sweet tea (also made in Austin.) Definitely hits the spot on a warm, sunny day…

Monsters of Folk, Austin Ventures Stage
The folk supergroup featuring Conor Oberst, Jim James, M. Ward and Mike Mogis drew a huge crowd here that was another tough situation to navigate due to all the lawn chairs. There was also some sonic trouble with bleed coming from Kinky’s lively set at the nearby Clear 4G stage. But catching some of this set was a must. Oberst delivered one of the weekend’s best songs with “Man Named Truth,” a bluesy acoustic tune with a haunting but still up-tempo rocking quality. The band shifted gears 180 degrees as James starred on My Morning Jacket’s mellow but beautiful “Golden.” But it was on softer numbers like this that the bleed problem with Kinky became occasionally distracting. Oberst starred again on “Ahead of the Curve,” another great acoustic-oriented tune with a cathartically bluesy quality and some gorgeous pedal steel guitar. I wanted to see more, but the conditions were far from ideal and friends were texting me to join them at the main stage.

LCD Soundsystem, Budweiser Stage
There was a massive crowd forming now, probably partly due to fans camping out to get a good spot for Muse’s headlining set, but also because LCD Soundsystem has been building a large buzz. It would be very tough to find your friends in a crowd this size if they weren’t near a recognizable landmark. But my compadres had fortunately camped out near two inflatable green aliens on a flag pole that were easy to track down. It didn’t take long to see why the Austin hipster crowd was out in force for this set, as ringleader James Murphy was conducting a big-time dance party. The mix of electronic flavor with a full band made for some intoxicating grooves. “You Wanted a Hit” built in slow but steady fashion, with guitars and trippy electronic effects accenting the basic groove in skillful fashion. “Yeah” saw Murphy delivering some boisterous vocals on a super funky groove that sounded kind of like the Talking Heads in a ’70s disco. “Home,” from the band’s newest album, was another of the weekend’s top highlights. The band conjured an ecstatic psyche-groove with lots of bells and whistles that had the entire crowd getting down while a large disco ball spun some more magical ambience into the evening air.

Deadmau5, Zync Card Stage
This was the dinner hour for many, but the Zync stage was right in between the Budweiser stage and the food court so you couldn’t get there without going by and hearing some of the sounds that were going on here. It was good placement, because the electro-house dance sound from DJ Deadmau5 (aka Joel Zimmerman) was a perfect follow-up to LCD Soundsystem. There was a sizeable crowd near the stage, but even just hearing from a distance while walking from point A to point B made an impression. Some of the beats were a bit repetitive, but there were so many trippy/groovy sounds swirling around that you felt like the whole park was just one big dance club.

Muse, Budweiser Stage
The main event was simply epic as the British alt-prog power trio continued their triumphant 2010 tour with a return to Austin for this headlining appearance (the band had wowed about 2,000 lucky fans at Stubbs BBQ during SXSW as the semi-secret Friday night headliner in March.) This set was very similar, but had perhaps even more grandeur with at least 40,000 in the crowd. The “Uprising” opener set a dramatic and powerful tone for the evening. Singer/guitarist Matthew Bellamy was in fine rock star form, wearing a silver sparkle mirror suit and electric blue shades. But there’s few rock stars these days who sing about fighting the power like Muse does in tunes like “Uprising.” The big electro groove of “Supermassive Black Hole” featured some of Bellamy’s Freddie Mercury-style vocals and kept the energy building in a big way. And then the band kicked their awesome laser show into action on “New Born” to create a true arena rock-style spectacle.

Bellamy dazzled throughout the night, displaying some of the widest skills of any frontman in rock. One ballad featured him on piano with a John Lennon “Imagine” type of vibe, appropo since this day would have been Lennon’s 70th birthday. Bellamy also played an awesome-looking neon keytar on several tunes, including the electrifying “Resistance.” Bassist Chris Wolstenholme and drummer Dominic Howard starred here as well, and probably the most powerful rhythm section of the festival. “Hysteria” was another stellar moment where Bellamy’s guitar prowess was on display with a big rocking jam that featured a tight change into a furiously crowd-pleasing jam on the outro section of Aerosmith’s “Sweet Emotion,” followed by a brief jam on “The House of the Rising Sun.” The band wrapped it up in grand style with their epic prog-rocker “Knights of Cydonia” to send the crowd off into the Austin night totally sated.

ACL Muse

Unofficial ACL aftershow – School of Seven Bells @ The Mohawk
This show at the Mohawk was not one of the official ACL aftershow parties. But Brooklyn’s School of Seven Bells were one of the top pleasant surprise discoveries of the 2009 ACL Festival, when they rocked a glorious early Friday afternoon set on the main stage. They hadn’t returned to Austin since, so it seemed appropriate to have them back now, especially considering how their sophomore release Disconnect from Desire is easily one of the best albums of 2010. And since it was an under the radar show, the club was not packed. This made for a very enjoyable set at Mohawk’s balmy outdoor stage.

Something was amiss, though. When the band took the stage at 11 pm, guitarist Benjamin Curtis and drummer Shigeto (aka Zach Saginaw) were accompanied by only one Deheza sister. No one knew why, but Claudia was MIA. This meant no siren harmonies, a key element of the band’s sound. But Ally Deheza and the boys rose to the occasion and showed how strong they can still be as a trio. The band’s intoxicating blend of dream pop and electronic rock still sounded great, especially with Shigeto’s drumming. Shigeto is apparently a Japanese word that means to grow bigger, and the tight and powerful drumming here helped give the songs an extra kick. The majestic “Babelonia” was one of the beneficiaries, with the song taking on an extra rock power thanks to the hard-hitting drumming. “Dust Devil” was also a gem, with a big electro-synth groove and crisp rocking beat setting up Deheza to shine with her heavenly vocals. “Bye Bye Bye” was another tune from the new album that took on a heavier quality with Shigeto rocking the skins. The album’s infectious lead single, “Windstorm,” was yet another peak that had the crowd dancing in bliss. The set was only an hour long unfortunately, probably reduced out of necessity by Claudia’s absence.

A few days after the festival, it was announced that Claudia Deheza had left the band for personal reasons. But Ally Deheza demonstrated without doubt that she is more than capable of fronting the band on her own, so hopefully she keeps it moving full-speed ahead. They should definitely try to sign Shigeto on as a permanent member though, as the guy’s drumming is flat out sensational and fits the band’s sound so well.

Sunday, October 10

Dawes, Austin Ventures Stage
Sunday is always the hardest day to get out of bed at a decent hour for a three-day festival, and ACL’s Sunday lineup was easily the weakest of the weekend. But there were still plenty more good times to be had. Dawes was another band that had played Outside Lands two months earlier, and their rootsy laid-back vibe was a good fit for a Sunday afternoon. The yearning “When My Time Comes” featured a bouncy bass line and nice piano work on a tune that sounded sort of like a blend between Tom Petty, Jackson Browne, the Avett Brothers and the Hold Steady. The band’s raw sound and strong harmonies were a hit with the early Sunday crowd.

The Constellations, Austin Ventures Stage
This eight-person group out of Atlanta got the party started with their rocking blend of indie-pop, “ghettotech” and psychedelia. “Alright, let’s get this thing going man,” said front man Elijah Jones at the beginning. The energetic ringleader was clearly ready to throw down. Bassist Wes Hoffman looked sort of like Disco Stu from “The Simpsons,” while Alaina Terry and Shab Bashiri provided dynamic backing vocals while also serving as sort of rock ‘n’ roll cheerleaders. “Setback” shined with a big psychedelic groove that brought the Beatles’ “Tomorrow Never Knows” to mind, before the band shifted into ghettotech mode to twist the groove in a new direction. Another tune had a funky sound that brought Cake to mind, but the Constellations were very good at mixing in a variety of sounds to create their own vibe. A super funky cover of David Bowie’s “Let’s Dance” lit up the afternoon and had the whole crowd getting down (although it wasn’t quite as good as Ween’s rendition of the song at Stubbs BBQ in August.)

Trombone Shorty & Orleans Avenue, Clear 4G Stage
The Clear 4G area was once again totally jammed in the 4 pm hour for the festive and funky sounds of one of New Orleans’ finest musicians. This stage area really needs to be expanded, as it was a major crowd scene for much of the weekend. Troy “Trombone Shorty” Andrews and company brought a high-energy dance party that veered back and forth from funk to soul, rock, hip-hop, jazz and back. The band’s rocking acid jazz sound made it feel like Galactic or Karl Denson’s Tiny Universe was onstage at times, with hot lead guitar and slamming beats. A cover of the Allen Toussaint classic “On Your Way Down” was a big highlight, with Andrews and his mates building up the bluesy groove and jamming it out big time.

The Henry Clay People, BMI Stage
LA’s Henry Clay People rode in on a buzz from their great new album, Somewhere on the Golden Coast. The band’s indie-alternative vibe may recall artists like Pavement, Neil Young or the Hold Steady for some, but it’s a fresh flavor with its ragged but bright guitar sound and the endearing vocals of singer/guitarist Joey Siara. “End of an Empire” was a vibrant rocker, with brother Andy Siara providing sweet bluesy slide licks on lead guitar and some jamming piano from Jordan Hudock. The raucously catchy “Switch Kids” was one of the best songs of the day, with fans of all ages rocking out, including an adorable young girl with pink-streaked hair who couldn’t have been older than six. Joey Siara then told of how drummer Eric Scott had reluctantly quit the band two years ago to hold down a good-paying job, but had recently been laid off which enabled him to return to the band. “So here’s to getting laid off,” said Siara, who then raised his beer for “a toast to Austin for being one of the greatest rock ‘n’ roll cities in the USA.” The band kept it rocking with “Working Part Time,” one of the great zeitgeist rockers of 2010, before closing their set with a raucously triumphant cover of Bruce Springsteen’s “Born to Run.”

A quick stop back at media tent happy hour conjured another great new cocktail, which was Red Stag black cherry bourbon whiskey from Jim Beam mixed with Sweet Leaf’s original sweet tea. It was oh so tasty, leading this reporter to go out and purchase a bottle later in the week to bring back the ACL vibe.

Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes, Zync Card Stage
The buzz is definitely out on this band as there was a massive crowd gathered here in the 5 pm hour. The band’s eclectic sound recalls Arcade Fire to a certain extent, but there’s also some early ’70s folk rock vibes and some jazzy flavor from the horns. The band’s big hit “Home” had the festival getting quite festive indeed, with a celebratory vibe that was clearly contagious. Everyone was clapping and/or dancing, which led singer Alex Ebert to dive into the audience for some crowd surfing. The song also featured a triumphant trumpet solo. The band followed up with one more song, during which time the back part of the crowd started to part like the Red Sea, as thousands decided to start making their way to either the Flaming Lips or Band of Horses.

The Flaming Lips, AMD Stage
I’d caught Band of Horses at Jazzfest, but hadn’t seen the Flaming Lips in a while so this had to be the call. I also would have liked to seen some of Switchfoot, but there was no doubt that this was where the party was going to be. There was another massive crowd here, but it was possible to navigate by moving up the far left side by the merchandise stand. It’s hard to believe that this kind of deliciously freaky, experimental psychedelia comes from Oklahoma, but it just goes to show that people shouldn’t necessarily be judged by where they’re from. Singer and ringmaster Wayne Coyne started the set off in his gerbil ball as usual, getting the crowd involved from the start. The band also kept tradition going by having fans onstage as a hype team for the entire set, this time dressed in bright orange costumes/uniforms. One early highlight song had a heavy psychedelic vibe that recalled Led Zeppelin’s “No Quarter.” It was soon thereafter that Coyne was riding the shoulders of someone in a gorilla suit during “Silver Trembling Hand,” which rocked with a fantastically fuzzy psyche-groove. “She Don’t Use Jelly” led to a big crowd singalong, with a large Gumby also being waved in the air (probably the same Gumby that was rocking out during Phish’s set on Friday night.)

ACL Flaming Lips

“This is the most beautiful night Austin has had all year,” proclaimed Coyne to a huge cheer. It was probably true, what with Austin’s brutal summer heat finally having faded. Coyne went on to encourage the crowd to realize that ACL is such a great festival that you’ll live your life better for the entire next year, and not to forget this. He then led the crowd in some animated call and response based on animal sounds. “I know a lot of you are tired, you took drugs all night, maybe you’re stoned, you’re saying, ‘What the fuck, Wayne,’” said Coyne in understanding of the sublime nature of the situation. His wolf howl received the biggest response, along with some good monkey hoots on the second try. “The Ego’s Last Stand” was a peak moment with its hard rocking groove and majestic Pink Floyd-style psychedelic jam, followed by a big finish with the band’s ubiquitous classic “Do You Realize.”

T Bird and the Breaks, BMI Stage
ACL was in the homestretch now, and the BMI stage rocked one more time with the most soulful and funky local band in Austin. The band’s funk power is so strong that they’ve opened some shows for Galactic, and they had a great little party going on here for another 20 minutes after the Flaming Lips’ set. It was another set of family fun at the freewheeling BMI stage – two parents and their three young kids were totally getting down as dynamic frontman T Bird (aka Tim Crane) riled up the audience with some James Brown-style vocals and showmanship. The band’s horn section and female backing vocalists/dancers always keep it festive, and so it was here.

The Eagles, Budweiser Stage
There was a certain contingent in the rock ‘n’ roll crowd that was not pleased with the Eagles being the festival’s closing night headliner, and some of these folks even left the festival beforehand. It certainly could have been viewed as a bit anti-climactic if compared to last year when Pearl Jam closed out the festival. But after epic headlining sets from Phish and Muse, it was hard to complain here. Those in the know (anyone who’s seen the Eagles since their 1994 tour) knew that at least the Joe Walsh tunes would be worth sticking around for. There weren’t many who left though, as there was still quite a throng gathered.

“Hotel California” was an early highlight, boosted by a cool trumpet intro. Joe Walsh then won the first big cheer of the set with his classic guitar solo. Walsh would prove to be the Eagles’ MVP, for there is quite simply no way the band could be a festival headliner without the rock power that he delivers in both his guitar playing and his classic tunes like “Walk Away,” “In the City,” “Life’s Been Good” and “Funk #49,” which were the top highlights of the set from the rock ‘n’ roll perspective. When Don Henley introduced the band, it was Walsh who was named last, with Henley saying Walsh was a man “who needs no introduction. He never met a man he didn’t like, or a hotel room he couldn’t wreck.” The band then proceed to rock “Life’s Been Good,” much to the delight of all.

ACL Eagles

Henley’s “Boys of Summer” also sounded great on such a warm balmy evening, as did his “Dirty Laundry,” which was nicely placed after “Life’s Been Good” to keep the energy high. The video screens featured tabloid magazine covers to match the cutting lyrics, with a great guitar solo from Glenn Frey framed in a People magazine cover and another tabloid headline that read “Monkey Sues Joe Walsh.” “Funk 49” was the jam of the set, amplified further by the killer horn section, which Walsh conducted during the song at one point. “Life in the Fast Lane” closed the set in triumphant classic rock style, before a “Take It Easy”/”Desperado” encore closed out ACL 2010.

The Eagles – 10/10/10 Set list:
Seven Bridges Road
How Long
Take It To The Limit
Hotel California
Peaceful Easy Feeling
I Can’t Tell You Why
Witchy Woman
Lyin’ Eyes
Long Road Out Of Eden
Walk Away
Boys of Summer
In The City
The Long Run
Life’s Been Good
Dirty Laundry
Funk #49
Heartache Tonight
Life In The Fast Lane

Encore
Take It Easy
Desperado

Los Lobos: Tin Can Trust


RIYL: The Grateful Dead, Los Lonley Boys, bands that the Rock ‘n Roll Hall of Fame hasn’t gotten the head out of their asses and enshrined yet

Los Lobos are back with another fine album, Tin Can Trust. Do these guys ever put out a weak effort? This new collection of songs by the venerable east L.A. band, an American institution, is a much looser affair than their last album of original recordings, 2006’s The Town and the City. It has the feel of some of their earliest LP’s, such as How Will the Wolf Survive, By the Light of the Moon, and their triumphant The Neighborhood. Each song on Tin Can Trust has feels immediate, recorded with minimum overdubs, delivering the optimum effect of hearing Los Lobos live in a concert hall or some out-of-the-way drinking hole.

“Burn It Down:” is the lead track and first single. It’s a solid, radio-friendly song that features the great Susan Tedeschi singing background vocals with lead singer David Hidalgo. The second song, “On Main Street,” while simple in execution and lyrical content, has the right mood of a hot summer afternoon in the neighborhood. Try listening to it and not imagining yourself cruising around with one of your buds, the windows down, the radio cranked.

Cesar Rosas keeps the band grounded to their Chicano heritage with two excellent Spanish sung songs: the upbeat, rocker “Yo Canto,” and the more traditional (more accordion-driven) “Mujer Ingrata.” The title track is another example of Los Lobos’ gift for constructing a song out of repetitive simple chords and basic beats, creating something wondrous. Meanwhile, “Do the Murray” is a fantastic “get your ass of out that seat and dance” rockabilly/blues/Deadhead instrumental from the band. Hell Yeah!

Speaking of the Grateful Dead, that band’s lyricist Robert Hunter supplies words for a couple of songs, including the powerfully done “All My Bridges Burning,” which finds Rosas digging deep for his vocals. The band also covers the Dead’s “West L.A. Fadeaway” to great effect.

At this point in their career, in which Los Lobos primarily tour to support themselves, there seems no reason for the band to continue putting out new albums. They have enough material from their storied career that they shouldn’t need additional music. Yet, as artists, they are driven to continue creating and finding ways to express themselves through their music. Tin Can Trust is indication that Los Lobos is still one of the best bands around. Let’s hope they continue putting out more records for years to come. ( Shout! Factory 2010)

Los Lobos MySpace page
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Lollapalooza 2010, The Final Recap: The Headliners, some final thoughts

This year’s batch of headliners is one of the strangest groups yet. Sunday was closed by another recently reunited monster of ’90s rock (witness Lolla organizer Perry Farrell giving his band Jane’s Addiction the final slot last year), Saturday night’s lineup featured arguably the biggest band in the world, while Friday’s opener – who easily drew the biggest crowd in Lolla history – is a million-selling pop star who first dazzled one of our writers on a Lolla side stage three years ago. Is it the most “alternative” group of closers they could have assembled? Probably not, but it’s very telling in a state-of-the-biz kind of way. We’ll leave it up to you as to whether that is a good or bad thing.

Let’s begin with the, um, enders, for lack of a better (or actual) word, in our week-long recap of the events at Lollapalooza 2010.

Chromeo, Friday, adidas Stage
Chromeo is officially ready for their close-up. They made lots of friends with this show, even if most of the audience was facing south in anticipation of Lady Gaga. Their riff on “Money for Nothing” was fun (they know their audience, that’s for sure), and even better was when they used Auto-Tune to sing, Sting-style, “I want my Chromeo.” Their new single “Don’t Turn the Lights Off” is a killer, and their other new songs sounded just as good.

Lady Gaga, Friday, Parkways Foundation Stage
Watching the crowd gather for Lady Gaga was an event unto itself. Her fans – and make no mistake, there isn’t anyone in all of music with a fan base as rabidly devoted as hers, ironic or otherwise – arrived early and parked in front of the Parkways stage all day long. Girls in fishnets, guys in drag, and more kids than we’ve ever seen at Lolla. Before Chromeo had even taken the stage at the northern end of the southern stages, there was already a bigger crowd waiting for Gaga than the one Depeche Mode played to last year. And Depeche played to a big crowd. But Gaga…this was borderline ridiculous. Some may have questioned Perry’s decision to bring Gaga back, since she’s now a full-fledged pop star, but he and the rest of the Lolla organizers were clearly laughing all the way to the bank.

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Photo by Dave Mead

As for the set, well, we lasted 20 minutes. She kept taking these lengthy breaks to catch her breath, and the idea was clearly to put on some kind of theatrical production (dialogue between Gaga and her Grace Jones doppelganger backing singer, that kind of thing), and that’s cool. The problem was that she was spending almost as much time pausing as she was playing, and the dialogue was littered with expletives. Not that we’re above such things, of course, but along with being writers, we’re also parents, and remember the bit above about the number of kids at the show. It simply wasn’t necessary, and after a while, it lost all meaning. You like saying ‘fuck,’ we get it. Now play us a fucking song. (See what we did there? God, we’re so not clever.)

We heard reports later that she picked things up, but to be honest, we only planned on watching 20 minutes of her set, anyway. There was another act we had ranked higher, and it wasn’t the Strokes.

2ManyDJs, Friday, Perry’s
Odds are you’re not faimilar with the name Soulwax, but odds are even greater that you’ve heard them. Their only Stateside releases have been their 1999 debut Much Against Everyone’s Advice and a remix album of their 2005 import-only Any Minute Now – but their songs have been used in car commercials and episodes of “The O.C.,” back when appearing in “The O.C.” was a big deal. The band is run by Belgian brothers David and Stephen Dewaele, and the two have carved out a side career as remixers 2ManyDJs (the name stems from a song on their first album) that is so successful that the band has taken a back seat to the remix work. They closed the massively upgraded Perry’s DJ stage Friday, and while the audience may have been overrun with club kid douchebags (the guy next to us had tribal tatts and sunglasses on…at night), the Dewaele’s tighly choreographed set was a thrill.

Choreographed, you say? Yes, but not with dancers. Behind them was a video montage of album covers of the artist they played, come to life like that Album Cover Wars clip, only better. The best one was the slow building of Guns ‘n Roses’ Appetite for Destruction cover, though the bit to the KJL’s “What Time Is Love?” was fun, too. They played the Clash, Daft Punk’s one-off group Stardust, 808 State, the Chemical Brothers and New Order, along with newer acts like the Gossip, so the set had a little something for everyone, while the visuals were entertaining even for the songs that we didn’t recognize. Sadly, we didn’t hear any Soulwax songs. Pity.

The Strokes, Friday, Budweiser Stage
Had to skip ’em for Gaga and 2ManyDJs. The weird part, though, is that we still haven’t talked to anyone who went to see them.

Slightly Stoopid, Saturday, adidas Stage
From where we were sitting in anticipation of Green Day’s set, all we could hear from these guys was reggae bass lines. Do do do do dooo dooo dooo. That’s it. Of course, it’s probably a good thing that we couldn’t hear what they had to say with 15 minutes left in their set…

Green Day, Saturday, Parkways Foundation Stage
We spent most of the day on the north side, but after seeing the gigantic crowd that had gathered for Lady Gaga the day before, we decided to pass on Spoon in order to guarantee us a good spot for Green Day’s set. Imagine our surprise, then, when we hit the softball fields about an hour before they were set to go on stage…and the crowd that had gathered was a fraction, as in a fifth of the size, waiting for Gaga at this time the night before. Wow. Did not expect that at all.

We settled on a spot in the grass to the left of the stage, just in front of the mixing board. About 15 minutes before the band took the stage – and while Slightly Stoopid was still playing on the adidas stage – the sound system started playing assorted disco songs, and someone in a rabbit costume came out with a beer bottle, pretending to be drunk and climbing all over the stage. They even led the crowd into doing the biggest collective “YMCA” in history. Is this really Lollapalooza? The Village People and “YMCA” dancing? Odd.

Still, the greater issue for us was that Green Day was stepping on the toes of what was technically their opening act. We thought they’d be more considerate than that.

Chicago music critic Jim DeRogatis probably trashed Green Day’s performance at Lolla. (We’d look it up, but frankly, we can’t be bothered.) He’s fond of saying that punk should only be played in clubs and dive bars, not in arenas, though it should be noted that DeRogatis is a member of a punk band himself, and the press release that came with their last album was the most pretentious bunch of horseshit we’ve read in years. Anyway, we can see what he had a problem with in Green Day’s set, namely the classic rock break where the band played snippets of “Iron Man,” “Ain’t Talkin’ ‘Bout Love,” “Sweet Child ‘o Mine,” and “Highway to Hell.”

Personally, we thought it was awesome.

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Photo by Jack Edinger

Let’s break it down a little: Sabbath influenced every hard rock band that followed them, regardless of which stripe of hard rock they chose to play. AC/DC was totally a punk band when they first started, and Guns ‘n Roses were punks at heart. As for Van Halen, well, find a single California kid who came of age in the ’80s and didn’t listen to them. There are none. Plus, Green Day isn’t really a punk band anymore, anyway. They’re a rock band, and this was an honest to goodness rock show, for better and for worse.

The set list was a well balanced mix of very old and very new, naturally leaning on their biggest selling albums Dookie, American Idiot and 21st Century Breakdown, and they even pulled out “2,000 Light Years Away” for the die hards. Curiously, we wish they had featured more of the new album, namely “Before the Lobotomy,” “Peacemaker,” and “Viva La Gloria? (Little Girl).” But it’s hard to complain with the set list, as it included every major hit of the band’s career, and there are a lot of them. Billie Joe Armstrong brought a 20-something kid on to the stage to sing “Longview,” and after a rough start, he turned in a surprisingly good performance, even jumping off the speakers at the end. (It was a good ten feet down.) Billie also had the photographers catch another stage jumper and propel him into the crowd (he never would have made the jump without them), and then brought another adorable little girl on stage…and swore in her face.

If Lady Gaga had a thing for the f-bomb in her set, then Billie Joe’s fascination with it borders on fetishistic. It just lost all impact after a while, as did the attempts to get the crowd to sing “Heeeeeeeeyyyyyy-oooooooooo!” in nearly every song. Those are fun here and there, but Armstrong did about 20 of them. We’re here to see you sing, dude, not the other way around.

As it grew closer to 10:00, it looked as though they only had time for one more song, so when they launched into “American Idiot,” we thought it was all over…which made it even sweeter when they launched into “Jesus of Suburbia” right after, with Billie closing the set 15 minutes late with a solo version of “Good Riddance.” All in all, a big-ass rock show from a band that probably never would have dreamed of doing a show like this when they first played Lolla in 1994. Getting old isn’t that much of a drag after all, now is it, boys?

Phoenix, Saturday, Budweiser Stage
Here are the reports we’ve gotten on their show: “they owned” (that was a text message), and (this is our personal favorite) “White, preppy, techno-ish coolio. Totally different vibe than Green Day. If I wanted to pick up, that would be the place. Better looking, well-to-do chicks all trying hard to be hippies and/or act badly.” Wow, who knew that Phoenix would make the good girls want to act bad? That would have beaten the hell out of the trilby hat-wearing douchebag in front with me at Green Day with his long-haired hippie girlfriend who kept flipping her hair in my face. Seriously, guys, if you have a trilby hat, burn it, lest you want to be branded a hipsterbag.

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Photo by Dave Mead

Soundgarden, Sunday, Parkways Soundstage
Our man James Eldred, on assignment for another mag since we could only bring one BE writer this year, said that the boys were a little rusty, but still threw down. The couple we talked to later that evening, however, said they were pretty mediocre. We (which is to say, senior editor David Medsker using the editorial ‘we’) can take or leave Soundgarden – in other words, you can take “Spoonman,” as long as you leave “Black Hole Sun” and “Head Down” – so never mind their performance: the news of their playing Lollapalooza was frankly a disappointment. Yes, the A-list has gotten decidedly smaller in the last few years, and Perry is very careful to make sure his lineups have something for every generation of alt rocker. Having said that, the early ’90s were already represented by Green Day, Cypress Hill, Social Distortion and, God help them, Blues Traveler (who covered a Sublime song, no less). Surely there was another band that could have taken this slot…right?

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Photo by Dave Mead

Arcade Fire, Sunday, Budweiser stage
Not a peep from our peeps on this one. Aren’t they supposed to have a raucous live show? That seems unlikely, given that their new album The Suburbs nearly put us to sleep at the three-quarter mark.

Some final thoughts
The scheduling conflicts, how do I (sorry, but I’m putting away the editorial ‘we’ from here on) put this…what the hell? They were downright hostile compared to years past. Only a handful of black artists on the bill, but you’re going to put Raphael Saadiq and Mavis Staples on at the same time? Devo and the New Pornographers? From the second I saw the schedule, the number of bands I was interested in seeing but able to cover practically split in half. Were the touring schedules so unforgiving that all of those bands had to play on Friday and Saturday? Granted, I don’t know what goes into the schedule, and I understand that they don’t want to overload one side of the grounds, but they did that anyway with the inclusion of Lady Gaga. I can’t imagine that putting Devo and the New Pornographers back-to-back on the same side of the park, likewise Saadiq and Staples, would have created any issues outside of people passing out from sheer awesomeness.

No electrolyte drinks at the drink stands? Wow. The decision to allow people to refill their water bottles for free was a brilliant, thoughtful, cost-cutting move, but there are times where water just isn’t enough. Case in point: in our walk back to the hotel after Green Day (the trains were overrun, so we walked the two miles back to our beds, after spending God knows how many hours walking and on our feet before that), I ran into the first open drug store to buy a 32-oz. bottle of Gatorade, which I killed in minutes. Please, bring them back next year.

Oh, and if you’re looking for a list of bands to consider inviting next year, here’s my personal wish list:
Scissor Sisters
Hey Champ
The Silver Seas
Franz Ferdinand
Supergrass
Motorhead (don’t laugh – their appearance on “The Young Ones” alone makes them alt-rock gods)
Crowded House
Underworld
Elogy
Living Colour
The Like
Midnight Juggernauts
Pet Shop Boys
The Posies
Duran Duran (new Mark Ronson-produced album due any day now, they’d draw a huge crowd)

And if you wanted to convince Blur and the Stone Roses to reunite, well, I wouldn’t stop you.

My point, I guess, is that you are going to run out of bands from the ’90s that people want to see a lot faster than you will run out of bands that people want to see from the ’80s, when modern rock was born. Go get Tears for Fears, and watch how big of a crowd they’d draw. (Witness Devo’s set from this year.) Or better yet, get a guy like Tom Jones. Dude has HUGE hipster cred. He’ll outdraw your biggest mope rock band without breaking a sweat. Pity you’ll never get New Order or the Smiths back together, because their participation would keep you financially solvent for the next 10 years. You might be able to convince the Replacements with enough cash, though. Just a thought.

Thanks, Lolla. See you next year.

Lollapalooza 2010 recap: Saturday night’s all right for rocking

The thing about Lolla is that it gets exponentially harder from day to day. Even with a good night’s sleep, today was, well, fucking impossible. The fact that the lineup was reeeeeeeeeally sparse compared to Friday’s lineup did not help. Damn it, why aren’t the Scissor Sisters here?

Before we hit the grounds, we hit one of our favorite Chicago restaurants: Heaven on Seven. Try the gumbo. The andouille sausage po’ boys are pretty damn good, too.

As we’re entering the grounds, there were some people who were interested in opening a friendly dialogue about religious philosophy and moral ambiguity in modern society. That, or they wanted to stone people to death on the spot, one of the two.

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Skybox, BMI stage
These kids are so cute I just want to pinch their little cheeks. They’re a bubblegum pop band from Chicago (think ’60s bubblegum, not the Jonas Brothers), and I love that they play the music they play; I just wished the songwriting was a touch stronger. But they’re young – they can grow into their songwriting shoes. That they’re starting out playing this kind of music, to me, is a sign of good things to come.

The Soft Pack, Budweiser stage
It’s harder and harder for guitar bands to stand apart these days, and these guys are unfortunately victim to that. There were some good tunes in their set, mind you, but they haven’t yet figured out how to separate themselves from the pack. I’m looking forward to the day when they find a way to do that.

Stars, Budweiser stage
There’s a joke here somewhere about how every Canadian musician under the age of 40 is in Broken Social Scene, but it’s just not coming to me at the moment. Everyone in Stars is also in BSS, and their new record The Five Ghosts is a pleasantly airy collection of mid-tempo, mildly electronic music, and surprise! So was their set at Lolla. That didn’t stop a bunch of people from dancing to them, though, and even I was bobbing my head to “We Don’t Want Your Body,” which is just begging to be released as a single.

Dan Black, BMI stage
For three guys with a couple guitars and a bank of machines, Dan Black made sure his show was as human as it could possibly be. And as luck would have it, I showed up one song before he played the “Umbrella”-sampling “Symphonies.” Can’t beat that with a stick.

Lunch break. Grabbed some fish tacos, sat next to a nice couple from New Orleans, who gave us a portable cell phone charger. Which came in handy…when the batteries in my camera died. Hey, I can recharge my phone at the hotel.

Listened to a little of the Royal Bangs after scouting their MySpace page. Not pleased. Moved on.

Metric, Playstation stage
I feel bad for the bands that play the Playstation stage, or the Petrillo band shell as it’s called every other day of the year. They get fabulous acoustics, but they’re on a downward slope, so anyone outside the cement pavillion will be all but unable to see them without peeking at the Jumbotron. Which sucks, because there are few things on this earth I love more than watching Emily Haines dance. I mean damn, is she the cutest thing on the planet or what? Look at the video for “Stadium Love” (easily the highlight of the set). Swoon. That girl owns me.

This pair of shoes and socks stood in front of me. Had to document it. You know, for when alien civilizations come to study us centuries from now.

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Time to head down south and get a spot for Green Day, since they will surely draw another Gaga-esque crowd. But first, food. Chicken on a stick, with lo mein noodles. Yum.

Social Distortion, Parkways stage
Is there such thing as a bad set from these guys? And by that I mean, the margin of error on their sets is pretty damn small, isn’t it? Can one of their sets really be significantly better than another? What I’m saying is, it’s Social Distortion: you know exactly what to expect.

Slightly Stoopid, adidas stage
I’m not a fan of this band, but I felt bad for them. As my friend Tim and I found a spot to sit before Green Day’s set – and was shocked to see that there were a good five times as many people on the Grant Park softball fields for Lady Gaga this time last night as there were for Green Day – Slightly Stoopid had 15 minutes left to play when Michael Jackson’s “Don’t Stop ‘Til You Get Enough” started playing through Green Day’s speakers. Not at an obnoxious volume, but still loud enough that the band could hear it between songs. Then someone in a rabbit costume (I’m guessing it was Tre Cool) came out on stage acting drunk and silly. If I’m Slightly Stoopid, I’m pissed. That was bad form. If I’m Green Day, I expect to find my tour bus covered in feces, inside and out.

Green Day, Parkways stage
Say this for Green Day’s set: they put on one hell of a rock show. Not exactly a punk show, but a rock show (complete with classic rock medley including Sabbath, Van Halen, Guns ‘n Roses, and AC/DC), and aside from hustling the crowd in to waaaaaaaay too many sing-a-longs, thus stretching songs out a good two to three minutes longer than they needed to, they definitely brought the goods. American Idiot and 21st Century Breakdown bookended the set, with pretty much every early-period Green Day song you can imagine in between (they even played “2,000 Light Years Away”), and they even deliberately went long by 15 minutes to make sure the crowd got their “Jesus of Suburbia.” Everyone who wasn’t wearing ear plugs for this show is surely regretting it thought, as the show was littered with fireworks. Loud, loud fireworks.

I texted someone I met over the fish tacos about how Phoenix was on the north side. “They owned,” he said, while Bullz-Eye’s James Eldred, on assignment with another publication since we only got one media pass this year (the economy, we guess), said Empire of the Sun’s set at Perry’s was awesome.

The crowd emptying out of Grant Park was so big that we didn’t even bother trying to get on the train and walked back to our hotel. Add another two miles to the day’s travels. Ow.

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