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First time: Newsted Former Metallica bassist Jason Newsted was knocked off stage during a solo band show in New York on Tuesday – and he’s admitted it was a first-time experience for him. He was performing with Newsted when a fan jumped up, apparently with the intention of stage-diving. Instead he bumped into the musician and the pair tumbled into the security area. A video clip shot from the crowd shows the audience member being removed by two security personnel. Metal Insider reports Newsted climbed back onto the stage and told the crowd: “You know, no matter how many shows I’ve done, that just happened for the first time. I trust my brothers here to take care of it. Anyone get a good look at that motherfucker? Don’t kill him – just bruise him up a bit.” He appeared to have escaped injury in the incident – but he’d only returned to full-time music last year after finally dealing with shoulder and back problems connected to years of physical performance. Meanwhile, Metallica have released a trailer for upcoming movie Through The Never. View it below. Drummer Lars Ulrich tells the Hollywood Reporter that the plot revolves round a crew member – and it takes place in a “parallel universe.” “He’s sent out on a mission during Metallica’s roaring live set in front of a sold-out arena,” says Ulrich. “While on this mission he unexpectedly has his life turned completely upside down. “The primary thing we wanted to accomplish with the concert part of it is that we never felt that, at least in hard rock, anybody ever captured what it’s like up on stage, amongst it, being sweated on, spit on and in the thick of it.”

On Saturday the Champions League final will be plate in London between two German clubs, Bayern Munich and Borussia Dortmund. All people of sound principles will hope for a Bayern defeat, even if they couldn’t care less about Dortmund. To mark the all-German final, here is a mix of German curiosities, some chosen because they are very good or interesting (or both), and a couple of football-themed songs at the end, selected because they are entertaining in their musical poverty. Some tracks have featured here before, but he links are long dead. I’ve also cribbed a few notes from those instalments. For a whole mix of songs recorded by international stars in German go HERE (posted almost exactly a year ago). As ever, the mix is timed to fit on a standard CD-R, and includes hausgemachte covers. 1. Die Toten Hosen – Bayern (2000) The title refer to Germany’s most dominant football club, whom non-fans regard, with no exaggeration, as a cancer in the body of German football. So the alternative rock band Die Toten Hosen (The Dead Trousers) composed a very catchy number explaining how, if they were “super-talented” young footballers, they would never sign a contract with that club because such an act would be thoroughly corrupting. At one point the singer demands to know: “What kind of parents must one have to be so stupid as to sign for that shit club?” Well, Mario Götze, just how verdommen are you, and what kind of parents do you have? 2. Alexander Wolfrum – Hey Büblein (2006) When somebody records an acoustic version of “Hey Joe” and renders the title as, roughly translated, Hey Little Boy, it’s worth listening to. The lyrics have nothing to do with the original either: it deals with metaphors involving thin ice, drowning in a lake and a rescue. And in-between a female voice warns that Joe is going to catch a cold. Wolfrum, known by everybody as Sandy, is a singer-songwriter who performs in the dialect of Franconia  — the region around Nuremberg — and founded a Festival der Liedermacher (or Festival of Songwriters) in Bayreuth, the home town of Richard Wagner.  Check out more by Alexander Wolfrum at http://www.gogoyoko.com/artist/Alexander_Wolfrum 3. David Bowie – Helden (1977) In his Berlin period Bowie fused the cultures of the Weimar Republic cabarets, Krautrock and Kraftwerk, and the local junkie scene. It’s very nice that David Bowie sought to pay tribute to the city that served as his muse by recording in German, but since he lived and recorded there, one might quibble that he could have taken better care with his pronunciations. As it turns out, he put as much effort in enunciating German words correctly as English football commentators do in pronouncing the names of German (or any non-Latinate) football players. 4. Cindy & Bert – Der Hund von Baskerville (1970) Husband-and-wife duo Cindy & Bert were a Schlager duo that epitomised square in the 1970s. My grandmother thought Cindy & Bert were delightful, so Oma would have been shocked to discover that Cindy & Bert’s catalogue included a cover version of Black Sabbath’s “Paranoid”, with the lyrics taking a Sherlock Holmes theme.  It need no pointing out that my grandmother probably wasn’t a hardcore Sabbath fan. Alas, Bert died last July—and was not even noted in the In Memoriam series! 5. Howard Carpendale – Du hast mich (1970) In German Schlager history, Howard Carpendale wrote a particularly successful chapter. Unable to hack it in his home country South Africa as an Elvis impersonator, the former shotput champion moved to Germany, learned to speak the language with just enough of a touch of an accent (German audiences really got off on foreign accents; but only in entertainment and romance, not in shops, pubs or public transport), and became the leading romantic singer of the 1970s and ’80s Schlager scene, selling some 25 million records. None of those 25 million records soiled my collection, I am pleased to say. His first breakthrough came w

www.KISSopolis.comToday in KISStory - May 23, 1979: KISS release "Dynasty"."Dynasty" is the seventh studio album by KISS. It was produced by Vini Poncia and released on Casablanca Records on May 23, 1979. "Dynasty" marked the first time that the original four members of KISS did not all appear together for the entire album. With the exception of his song "Dirty Livin'", Peter Criss does not appear on the album, and he would not perform on another KISS album until 1998's Psycho Circus. Drummer Anton Fig played on all the other tracks on "Dynasty"."Dynasty" restored KISS to commercial prominence, reaching #9 on the US Billboard album chart. It was certified platinum by July by the RIAA.

Hollow - Better Than Ezra (mp3)"You know, people are in a constant state of impression management. They've got their true self and the self that they want to project to the world. And we know that the body displays things that sometimes people try to keep contained.” -- Arthur “Skip” Rizzo, psychologist, USC Center for Creative Technologies, from an interview on NPRFor a four-week stretch this spring, I didn’t derive much joy from anything. I would disappear in a decent book or TV series, or engage in some spirited competition with friends, or sit at lunch with friends or dinner with family, or play outside or on the Wii with my kids, or walk with my wife, and in medias res it felt OK. In the moment, there was this sense of almost-joy not dissimilar to the sense of Paris one gets from looking at a postcard of Paris. Once the event passed, however, and my mind was no longer engaged in that event, I found myself again feeling this gnawing emptiness. What I’d hoped was a full meal had come and gone faster than a Taco Bell burrito.In that hollow aftermath, I’d try to suss through why I couldn’t sustain any sense of satisfaction or contentment. I’d get angry with myself for being ungrateful, for being a sourpuss, for being weak. I had no excuses to feel down or empty, I’d tell myself with an interior monologue of some bitter football coach whose veins pop through his beet-red neck. My life and virtually everything about it is, simply, blessed. Shame shame on me for that emptiness, the inner coach would yell. Yet that empty feeling persisted.I put on a good face through it, though. Other than a few passing comments to a friend or my wife acknowledging being “a bit down,” I mostly acted like I was expected to act around others. I clung to my daily and weekly routine like a life vest, hoping that no matter how banal it seemed, it would keep me afloat until the sun came back out. Now, being free from these “doldrums” and looking back, I mostly think my routines and givens -- work, friends, familiy, love, hobbies -- are precisely what kept me from sinking deeper, from despairing more. While I failed to derive the level of enjoyment I was accustomed to from these givens, I had an equally strong sense that losing those experiences would not fix what ailed me.And I listened to “Hollow” by Better Than Ezra about twice a day. It’s not a perfect song, to be sure, but that chorus was a balm, my friends.All my rage sits insideAnd even the finest things leave you hollowAll my days left behindAnd even the finest things are leaving you hollowIt sounds cliche to say a single flawed song can help heal our wounds, but I know of no single better salve for my wayward mind than the right song at the right moment. The lives they made. Life is richer in a minor key.I kept listening, and I kept acting, and I got better.“Impression Management” sounds like a bad thing. It is, by its very definition, disingenuous and inevitably deceptive. It's Anti-Dr. Phil. Yet I’m pretty sure it saves more people than it destroys.When married couples are struggling, they often go out and play the part of Mostly Happy People. Even if others at the party or gathering know the truth, that everything is in crumbles or on the verge of falling off the cliff and into the ocean, they engage in Impression Management. Some couples split anyway, but some don’t. In fact, many stay together.Isn’t part of Impression Management the belief that, if we can create and maintain a certain version of ourself, if we can aim for some idealized version of Who We Are long enough and with enough accuracy, that we might just become what began as a pretend identity? Or at least get close enough to be a better or improved version of our crappier selves?In The Messenger, Staff Sgt. Will Montgomery (Ben Foster) is engaged in a deeply internal struggle, fighting a post-Iraq war despair bordering on outrage while desperately clinging to some form of Impression Management, holding onto his identity in publi

Review by bonestorm — Now a real powerhouse of modern prog, Riverside debuted in 2003 and instantly turned heads with "Outof Myself". There's a maturity of sound and surety of songwriting that is normally the domain ofbands with more experience, bands who have made early mistakes and learned from them as their skillsdeveloped. Not Riverside. They arrived with a stunning album where everything works.The album begins with "The Same River", which, in the early stages at least, is a largelyinstrumental track that features a nice layering of instruments. With this, we are eased gentlyinto the album via dream-like guitar and a brooding bass accompaniment. This builds for a number ofminutes as the guitar becomes more frenetic and as percussion kicks in. The song gradually moves to a more subdued mood and we hear the first substantial vocal input fromMariusz Duda. Finally, the song ebbs away with a beautiful mournful guitar and vocal duet thatbuilds into one last crescendo."I Believe" begins with the sounds of a cocktail party that gradually drifts away as Duda delivers acouple of lines of spoken word. What follows is a beautiful and sorrowful acoustic track that isone of the best on the album."Reality Dream" is the first of two instrumentals that have a real Dream Theater-esque quality aboutthem. Sandwiched in between is "Loose Heart", a song that performed quite well for the band as asingle and justifiably so. It's a gorgeous track with some amazing melodic lead guitar from PiotrGrudzinski.The album closes with some mellow tracks, with "In Two Minds" and "The Curtain Falls" particularlynoteworthy. Riverside display their versatility here in creating moods we haven't yet experiencedon the album. In fact, it's safe to say that no two tracks are alike across the duration of this release. There'sa great sense of diversity while still retaining a consistent sound and style. As noted earlier,it's a trait that many bands take years to perfect, but which Riverside managed to pull off on theirfirst foray.

Review by tarkus1980 — If you're only going to buy one Steve Hackett live album, then this is the one to get. That's not to say that it's anywhere near a good representative of Steve's whole career, but it does match well with my notion that the only periods in Steve's career that really matter are the early period (through Defector ) and the late period (roughly Dark Town onward). Actually, Steve goes even more extreme than that; the late period is represented by two tracks from To Watch the Storms (an expansion of "Pollution B" called "Pollution C," and "Serpentine Song" which is called "Serpentine" here) and a whopping six from Tunnel (all but "Nomads" and "Last Train to Istanbul"), with nothing from Dark Town or Wild Orchids , while the early period reaches back to his Genesis days and stops, as mentioned, with Defector (though it totally ignores Please Don't Touch ). The only acknowledgement of Steve's middle period comes from a snippet of "Myopia" at the beginning of "Los Endos," and otherwise this is a pretty cut-and-dried "play the classics and promote the album" kind of affair.It's a really good one, though. Initially, I actually listened to the versions of Tunnel tracks on this album far more than I did to the studio versions, and while I eventually came to prefer the originals on the whole, I still have a strong fondness for how the tracks are done on here. "Sleepers" and "Still Waters," in particular, breathe in a way that they didn't in studio, and they absolutely sound like classics in this context. As far as the older solo material goes, there aren't really surprises (I guess "Slogans" is pretty surprising, though), but the material is all done well and feels very at home with this lineup (which says something given that it was tailored to accommodate the Tunnel material more than the older material).Oh yeah, there's also Genesis material. The inclusion of "Los Endos" near the end isn't really a surprise, and it's done pretty closely to how he'd started playing it during the Genesis Revisited era (aside from the new inclusion of the "Myopia" introduction), but the other performances deserve special notice. "Blood on the Rooftops," if you'll recall, was never performed live by Genesis, and it was only after the Genesis reunion (without Steve) had come and gone that Steve apparently decided it needed to make it onto the stage. Well, I'm glad it did. The drummer, Gary O'Toole, is nowhere near as good of a singer as Phil from a technical standpoint (even Phil on Wind , where I feel he's not that great), but the deeper, rougher, more clearly British voice helps a lot, and he throws a lot of passion into his part. The use of saxophone in some of the spots that had previously been keyboards is a nice touch, too. Elsewhere, "Firth of Fifth" is done pretty closely to the original, albeit with sax replacing flute, and people who didn't like the Revisited version will be plenty happy here. And finally, they do the "Fly on the Windshield/Broadway Melody of 1974" medley (starting from just after the vocal part in the original "Fly"), and it sounds great, with just a little more primal power in the drums and a little more bite in the guitar (which was fine enough in the original), and O'Toole does a great job on vocals in the "Broadway Melody" part as well.Quite honestly, I probably listen to this more than any other Hackett album, and while somebody who isn't predisposed to enjoying live albums might find this a bit high of a rating, I find that there are sufficient amounts of surprises and reinventions (mostly mild, but sometimes not) of older material that a rating like this is justified. And besides, while it may not quite work as a Tunnel replacement (I just couldn't go without "Nomads") it does make for a nice set of alternate versions.

Review by BORA — Same old cliche - slightly better delivery.One can easily reach saturation point with TD over their zillions of releases, few of which stand out. Lets face it, who could write a review on every sequenced piece that sounds just like the one before and remain original?I am less than half-way through their official material, searching for the odd, memorable tune - with little success. That's not to mention the TD Fan Club live material that may take some months to absorb.This performance is notable - if only because Jerome Froese was held back, preventing him to turn it into - yet another - Techno "offering". Linda Spa on saxes plays well, but still fails to engage my attention. I just don't enjoy her approach. Meanwhile, hired hand on guitar Zlatko Perica steals the show - when he is permitted to shine.Lacking depth, still a reasonable performance, but still very, very far from the band's true potential. 3, perhaps 3.5 at best.A question. Why would any respectable artist keep releasing sub-standard material, knowing that it eats away their fan base? Still, this piece is better than some before, but great it isn't.

Review by sinslice — I'm pretty surprised at how little attention has been given here to this very good work. As I always say or write, depending on what you want to hear, it is a very good choice for the genre. Amarok plays mostly instrumental music in this album. And, as its name suggests, with some subtle hints or not so, the style of the great Mike Oldfield. There are also some shades of Pink Floyd. I do not think that this approach is detrimental to the product, on the contrary. The acoustic and electric guitar is the main instrument here, with a transparent sound and neatly executed. A good dose of violin and flute add color and depth to the music. Fildmour part I and part III are extraordinary. Aqu, Meriba, Seya and Massa are other highlights, to name a few more. The album is balanced. The cover photograph is appropriate, and outlines a good idea of ​​what is presented in the music. Later, Wojtas was looking for something different other sound. Neo Way is less original and Metanoia too experimental, at least for me. I came by chance to listen to the first installment of Amarok, and welcome. I?m pleased.

What happens when every guy at your coffee shop starts rocking long hair and a beard? If you’re Devendra Banhart, you ditch the hippie costume, start playing around with a synthesizer, and release a new album. Earlier this year the Texas born, Venezuela raised musician released his eighth solo album, Mala, revealing a more mature side to the once hippie-dippie, nature rocker. But Banhart’s show last night at The Regency Ballroom proved his new album isn’t as much a departure from his freak folk roots as it is a musical evolution. The Mala pop sound is providing Banhart with yet another spectrum of sounds to play with. “It’s good to be home,” Banhart proclaimed, reassuring an excited audience that they too were home.  The audience was markedly captivated by Banhart’s every note and gesture, like children sitting around a campfire waiting for a story to unfold. As Banhart dropped into “Little Yellow Spider” the energy of the room intensified and the audience clapped and sang along. Banhart harnessed the energy of the crowd and fed it back to them offering a boyish jig and playful impersonations of the animals in the song. “Little white monkey staring at the sand,” he sang. “Maybe that monkey figured out something I couldn’t understand, who knows.” The tempo picked up as Banhart’s band joined him on stage with “Golden Girls” and “Für Hildegard von Bingen”, two danceable pop songs with Euro club undertones. This up-tempo carried through most of the set with “Can’t Help But Smiling” infused with laughter, gypsy ballad “Quedate Luna”, and Klezmer pop tune “Shabop Shalop.” Banhart commanded for the lights to shine on the crowd and he subsequently serenaded the crowd with “Little Boys.” The set peaked with “Seahorse,” a loud, reverb-rich song with a couple solid minutes of jamming that confirmed that Banhart can play rock and roll, too. Banhart’s all-male bad included the opener, Rodrigo Amarante of Little Joy on bass. The band supported the Banhart well, save for a minor hiccup on “Your Fine Petting Duck” with some half-baked backup vocals. It’s worth noting that the vocal track on the studio version of this song are sung by a female who also happens to be Banhart’s fiancee. Banhart’s music is an exotic melting pot of styles blended together with ocean water and seaweed to go down easily. He’s shown a prolific sense of writing short, catchy songs that explore the human condition, love and nature with effortless wit. But what distinguishes Banhart most from contemporary folk singers is his stagecraft. Banhart radiates vibrations from every part of his body–from his fingers and step to his eyes and, most notably, his voice. Not only has he mastered a vocal range that spans in quality from delicate crooning to feathery, emphatic yodeling, he also uses hand gestures to manipulate his vocal mix. Above all, Banhart delivered a lively performance in celebration of the wild, weird world we live in. The kind of performance that makes you want to fly your freak flag high. Last night’s show marked the culmination of Banhart’s California tour, but you can catch him in Portland and Sasquatch Music Festival this week before he moves east across the United States eventually landing in Europe. Devendra Banhart at The Regency 5/21/2013 1. The Body Breaks * 2. A Sight to Behold* 3. Little Yellow Spider* 4. At The Hop (shoutout to Andy Cabic)* 5. My Dearest Friend* 6. Golden Girls 7. Für Hildegard von Bingen 8. Can’t Help But Smilin 9. Shabop Shalom 10. Quedate Luna 11. Daniel 12. Bad Girl 13. Mi Negrita 14. Cristobal Risquez 15. Seahorse 16. Something French 17. Never Seen Such Good Things 18. Little Boys 19. Your Fine Petting Duck E: Carmensita *Devendra Banhart solo Photos by Justin Yee

Review by Tarcisio Moura — For their sophmore LP, this Genova based band decided to shed away most of their heavy rock elementsand jump into the symphonic prog rock bandwagon with full force (even if some of their earlypsychedelic sound is still present, most notably on the title track). The result is good in generaland very good at times. While they are surely excellent musicians, their capacity of writing suchcomplex prog stuff as their main competitors at the time is doubtful. Giorgio Usai keyboards playingis the main atraction here, with lots of Hammond, mellotron and moogs on the way, although ClaudioGhiglino's guitar lines are also of note. New singer Antonello Gabelli is not much different fromthe group's former frontman and does a good job too. Some vocal arrangements do give some extracharm on few tracks.Don't get me wrong, the songs are good, the perfomances are very well done and I found nothing hereto complain about the album itself. However, nothing really excites me either and it's easy to seewhy Mr R. Jones was not a big hit at the time. There were several other italian bands putting outmuch stronger material at the time. However, the band would include the heavy rock edge back to theirsound for the next release, their best and most original album, Clown. Unfortunalty it would also be their very last. All in all Mr. E. Jones is a very nice straight RPI CD by this obscure group. Nothing to write home about it, butnice anyway. If you like the style and already have all the classic stuff, you certainly shouldcheck this out.Rating: 3 stars. good, but non-essential in any way.