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After 13 Years, TOOL's "Fear Inoculum" Doesn't Disappoint

9/21/2019

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I started the draft for this article 2 weeks ago and then took some time to digest the album without listening. Now, I'm finishing the article as I skim through some of the album's highlights and major tracks.


9/7/19

Finally...it's here.

It's hard to believe I've been squeezing as much energy as I have from the old TOOL albums. I first came to deep dive their records shortly after the release of 10,000 Days which came out when I was in high school. I fell in love. TOOL embodied so much of what I crave from my rock and metal bands. Heavy, broody guitar and bass work. Thundering drums with experimentation of dozens of other worldly percussion instruments. On one end, it's progressive (and often aggressive) songs that deal with the ridiculous and bizarre aspects of our social norms, DMT soaked alien abductions, and a whole host of other weird shit. On the other spectrum, the band in its more evolved stages (Lateralus/10,000 Days) create music that inspires feelings of ancient tribalism and transcendent experience. Long, beautiful composed tracks that invoke reflective head spaces for the listener.


Now, the band has finally settled years of time consuming legal issues and personal differences to deliver the next evolution of their collective vision. Thank the gods of metal, it is exactly what it needed to be. Each of the primary tracks spans over 10 minutes long, rewarding the listeners patience as they build to epic heights that take you on journeys of the mind and body. It's powerful stuff and hopefully marks the beginning of other future efforts from the band, who have shown they can shake off the rust and keep the machine rolling.


But is it a perfect album? Is it their best work? I think most would probably say not, although it is certainly a great TOOL album. If anything, I hope this new delivery will strengthen the band as they make the transition into the marketing and social aspect of the digital age the industry is operating now. All the musicians have grown over the decades and have successful side projects, but hopefully they can use this momentum going forward to create more as a group in the years to come. If the band does follow a path like that, I'm hoping it would be that resulting effort that will have the level of punch I'm looking for personally.


Yes, Adam Jones and Justin Chancellor's guitar work are as refined and sharp as ever, but a lot of the material can sound familiar to previous works. Analyzing Jones's work in particular, one starts to feel like some of his riffs and techniques are taken straight from works of Lateralus or AEnima and that many of the songs live in the same open D wheel house as most of their previous catalog. There's only so many riffs you can do revolving around F and D keys before they start to sound repetitive (the breakdown section of Invincible, for example, while killer in execution, is a rather simple, been-there-done-that riff). Several times after listening to the album I had the strange thought maybe they should try make an album in standard tuning to shake things up. This idea would be mostly heresy among the TOOL diehards, so we can pretend I never thought it, if it makes you feel better.


Maynard Keenan is on point with his vocals, having kept sharp with years of touring with Puscifer and A Perfect Circle. His lyrics carry the listener on to powerful resolutions and show the 55 year old can still deliver the goods.


Perhaps the most impressive musical standout to this album is the space the band gave legendary drummer Danny Carey to take the group along all the fast shifting, bizarre time signatures that populate Fear Inoculum. His unstoppable talent as a percussionist is more potent here than on any other effort. On almost every track Carey is given amble room to work off Jones and Chancellor's crunchy riffs, like on Invincible, 7empest, Pnuema, and Descending. Not to mention the far out synth and digital beat mania that occurs on interlude Chocolate Chip Trip. At every funky turn, Danny Carey proves why he is still king of the hill when it comes to powerful, progressive drumming in popular music and the percussion community world-wide. His endurance is second to none. It would be one thing to praise him for his abilities on the traditional drum kits alone, but Carey constantly reinvents himself with percussion tools from all around the world, bringing a breath of depth and culture to every track in strange and exhilarating ways.


I think Fear Inoculum will give fans years of audio greatness to digest, but hopefully the band can keep the train rolling, now that they know their fan base is still one of the most powerful in the industry and their work continues to be praised across the world. With the release of their entire catalog to streaming services, TOOL has now entered the digital age. Hopefully, they will dominate it and keep pushing forward as artists.

"Spiral down, keep going."
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Thanks for reading. If you enjoyed the article please like or share the post. I just released my photography & show notes from the recent Ty Segall performance at The Teragram Ballroom in Los Angeles. Please feel free to have a look see! Check out more of TOOL's stuff at there website. 
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-Stefan
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Ty Segall Live at The Teragram Ballroom

9/16/2019

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Road construction plagued my route from San Diego for half of the drive to LA. I had made the decision to wait to leave until after noon so that I could attend Jiu-Jitsu at twelve. Now I was close to regretting that decision. I closed out a Ty Segall album on my phone, Emotional Mugger, one of the first of the artist’s albums I had devoured several months ago since recommended to me by Abraham Partridge (who was just recently touring through California himself).   Tonight, I'll get to watch Ty Segall and the Freedom Band perform this very album, after the main course of the evening, a showcase of Segall’s latest work called First Taste, an album that had kept a place on the top of my music stack for the past month. A collection of diverse tracks that build upon an impressive catalogue that Segall has been cranking out at a rate that would make most professional recording musicians' heads spin, each proving in a unique way Segall should be on every rock purist’s radar.
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​I get into town around 4pm and pull past the Airbnb I had reserved for the night. At the time I thought it would be a steal, as it was a short walk from the venue, inexpensive, and well-reviewed. It was also... a hostel.    I've stayed in the hostels before. In places like Aspen or India, but never one that was an Airbnb... In downtown Los Angeles... In something that might be called ghetto...   This was something that might be called a ghetto...   I won't specify the area, but it seemed a little rough to say the least. I parked my car and approached the gate. I entered the code and the door swung open. A girl with a bad haircut sat on the front porch of the white house with peeling paint. A row of a dozen tattered shoes lined the wall. The girl was drinking something in a brown paper bag. When she saw me, she seemed to fidget with her drink, as if she thought she might put it out of sight somewhere else but, having nowhere to relocate it, she simply sat with it in her hand.   “This the Airbnb?” I asked. I don't know why. I knew that it was. I just put in the code to get through the gate.   “Yep,” she replied.   “Cool,” I said.   I went inside and looked around. The blinds were pulled down. It was dark. Two guys sat on sofas in the living room, cell phones in hand. A series of “Yo’s” were initiated and I cautiously made my way to my designated room where I found another person's belongings sprawled out across my bed. I return my keys to the lockbox, canceled my reservation, and walked back to my car. I drove down to the venue directly, resolving to find another place to stay or make the drive back home at the conclusion of the show.   Like at the Shakey Graves concert I photographed recently, I was one of the first of a dozen listeners at the door. The Teragram Ballroom was a near-perfect size. My tickets were waiting for me at the call booth, which had been arranged by Pitch Perfect PR in Chicago for the nights event (a big thanks to their team). I received my wristband and made my way to the front of the stage.   While waiting for the opening act to start, I spoke with someone behind me. He had come from Vancouver on several recent occasions to watch Ty Segall perform. He had worked in the music industry himself a time, mentioning a certain record company he had worked with. The room was beginning to get loud and my head gently throbbed from a low-grade sickness I was overcoming. The weather in Southern California had shifted on two occasions this week and my sinuses were busted pipes and my brain felt like an overexerted balloon. A little bundle of pressure crowded my right inner ear. In truth I forgot the gentleman's name, but he shared with me that Segall’s newly recorded, First Taste was created without the use of a single guitar. I had to stop and think on that. I knew that the album utilized a number of interesting instruments, but surely I remembered tracks with the familiar six-string involved.   “Really?” I finally said. “Are you sure.”   He said it wasn't what I thought. There were double basses, dueling drum kits, keyboards, saxophones, flutes, strings, a mandolin, and some type of Greek or Japanese instruments, but no electric guitars. I made a mental note to investigate the album's production further. Toward the end of the night, I would have to abandon my front stage post when the band's performance of Emotional Mugger caused frequent and mosh pits and the thunder of amplifiers began to take a toll on my already drumming head. For these reasons I was unable to bid safe travels to the industry man whom I had spoken with.    Should the gentleman from Vancouver be reading this now, drop me a line.   After a bizarre duo opening act who slowed down and beat to death five innocent Beatles songs, Ty Segall and the Freedom Band came to the stage.
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​It was an electric show. Segall surprised by spending the majority of the first set committed to his drum kit, feeding off the dedicated drummer who was a marvel to watch in his own right. This rolling duo of percussions was utilized not just for the album’s shorter interludes, but entire songs with Segall providing vocals on fixed kit microphones.   All the members of the Freedom Band (including Emmett Kelly, Mikal Cronin, Charles Moothart and Ben Boye, among others) showed an impressive level of talent, often switching basses for mandolins, keyboards for saxophones, and so on.   The band played hard and heavy through great album tracks like the beautifully harmonic “Ice Plant” with the refrain “Let your love rain down on me,” that drives into your head like a river side hymnal. It takes the listener down Abbey Road, and is a great example of the influences there, especially the English piano changeover recorded on the album.   “I Worship the Dog” for some reason sticks out as an album highlight for me. Here at the venue, I see the crowd jump with similar enthusiasm, as the mass of people head-bang to a song that has a reoccurring hum of what sounds like a kazoo, with a close out of space-aged flutes abruptly torn to pieces by the chords of an old church organ.   More accessible and subdued tracks like “The Arms” and the incredible catchy “I Sing Them” help break up the loud and the weird, while also showcasing Segall’s tight songwriting sensibilities. Even when he chooses to let loose an assault of off note flutes in the middle of a verse, I can't help but feel that such a decision works favorably for what the artist is going for.   “When I Met My Parents part 3” is more ambient echo chamber to take the audience to new heights. “Whatever” and “Radio” also touch on Segall's psychedelic vibes. Songs that stretch and breathe and put the listener into those far out head spaces. “Self-Esteem” is an unsteady drunken walk down a dark, spiraling staircase. The listener is going along, not sure what's coming next, and then the carpet is ripped out from under him. You regain footing for a time, but then you’re headlong down the staircase and discover it's just an infinite funnel falling into a black hole.   “Lone Cowboys” perfectly concludes the set, taking the audience on a slow ride through classic Western nostalgia, before erupting into a dance worthy tempo where Segall puts forth lyrics that connect my heart to feelings of longing to escape to a more subdued existence, which is ironic given the overall mostly fast and heavy album track list. It's a smart move the closes out the collective work and leaves the listener feeling satisfied.   No sooner does the band conclude their set do they begin the first track from Emotional Mugger. I stay to hear my favorite songs, including “California Hills”, “Emotional Mugger”, “Breakfast Eggs”, and “Diversion”, before the mosh pits become too bothersome, as my camera makes several close calls with the stage in front of me as I am shoved from behind. At this point, I am still trying to convince myself that I'm not going deaf and the sinus pressure in my head is just dopamine pulsing through my brain, but I decide to call it quits and slide out between people as the band pauses momentarily between tunes.
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​Ultimately, I decided to drive back to San Diego, even though midnight is fast approaching. There's more road construction on the LA highways leaving. I put on a podcast and wait patiently for progress. Twice on the way home, I pull over to catch a short nap, as my eyes become inevitably heavy. It was a long journey, filled with a fair share of obstacles but, in the end, Ty Segall and the Freedom Band made it all worthwhile.
 
-Stefan 
 
Thanks for reading! If you're at Ty Segall fan please leave a comment below or on social media. Let me know what your favorite album is! If you enjoyed this post please like or share. To find out more about Ty Segall and his upcoming shows click here to visit his website.

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Bill Burr's "Paper Tiger" Offends and Pleases

9/10/2019

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"All feminists are full of shit." Bill Burr says barely half way into his set. A few moments later he laughs, "By the way this is going to be my last show ever after this comes out." It makes the crowd laugh too, because they, along with so many comedy purists, are in for the ride. Such a phrase, "all feminist are full of shit," should be a statement that floors an audience and brings a bombardment of boo's to the deliverer under most normal circumstances, but here at the Royal Albert Hall where Burr has shot his special, the majority of the packed out crowd seems to instinctively laugh at his blunt phrasing.   Why? Because they know the comedian is getting to something. He has a bigger picture that he needs to paint to shed light on the supposedly "sensitive" topics that have become hot button issues with society and has helped contribute to the dreaded Hollywood cancel culture. Burr has more to say than just on the surface, which is where most people are triggered and react emotionally. It's something that has forced numerous comedians and public figures to walk on egg shells, in fear that society might turn on them, possibly ruining their career.   This, as you can imagine, kills the blood flow for almost any creative or artistic expression an entertainer might want to put forth but, like Dave Chapelle, with his equally powerful new Netflix special Sticks & Stones, Burr is willing to step up and shed light on the cheap hysteria that still plagues our culture and, much like with Chapelle's crowd, it is incredibly refreshing to see such a massive audience applaud and laugh at what would normally shock and offend.   This gets demonstrated again in the set, in the middle of a #metoo type critique. Burr is talking about how phrases get picked up and championed by certain groups to levels that go too far. Things like #believeallwomen. Isn't this a little too far, Burr seems to ask. Are we supposed to just believe all women?  "What about <the one's that set your car on fire for not answering a text?"> he asks.   Then, he goes after how this type of thinking has bred strange anomalies like the male feminist. "Where the fuck did that come from?" Burr fumes, reminding sad, sex deprived men everywhere that they will never be able to relate to women so much that they could actually believe their own actions and words, no more than Burr can stand before them pretending to be a Black Panther. "I'm a Black Panther!" he yells, "Black power!" The crowd roars back.  He then digs deeper going as far as to say such tactics remind him of when he was younger, just trying to do anything he could to get laid. Being as agreeable to any women as he could just to get lucky.  "Just agree with her and maybe she'll touch it," Burr says in a goofy teenager voice, then, as a teen girl, "what were your favorite bits <from the comedy show>?" And again, as the young, horny boy, "I LIKE WHATEVER YOU LIKE! WILL YOU TOUCH IT NOW? DID I DO IT RIGHT?!"  In the middle of a point about sexual misconduct and #metoo rebuttals, the comedian flatly asks, "Do you know what's hilarious about sexual assault?"   Immediate laughs from most of the crowd. Again, this shows the intelligence of Burr's fanbase. They know he isn't talking about what is hilarious about sexual assault itself. Everyone knows that sexual assault is terrible, save for the minatory heinous enough to commit it. He is driving at what it is about society that has drastically changed the conversation around the topic and his crowds understand this instinctively.   Not everyone gets it though, as is shown when a heckler in the crowd demands Burr "ask consent" before having sex with a woman. Burr takes the fuel and uses it to deliver another potent point in the moment.  Whether it's about getting therapy, feuds with his wife, his love for Elvis, or giving up his murderous dog, Burr has a lot to put out there. In the last few years, he's put out some of the best specials in the business and the crowds continue to ask for more. Its guys like him that are keeping the art where it needs to be. Honest and in your face.  Check out Paper Tiger, now available on Netflix.
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Super Coffee Recipe

9/9/2019

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This week, I posted a video on Instagram and Facebook regarding this post. For about two months now, I've been starting my day with a nutritional powerhouse of a morning beverage. This "Super Coffee" is, in my case, actually more of a hot cocoa protein coffee fusion, as you will see from the recipe description below. 


This hot drink is amazing for whatever it is I need to do in the morning, whether it be training, a relaxed yoga session, writing a blog post, etc and is geared towards jump starting my energy levels, boosting immune and brain function, increase recovery time from training, and promote muscle growth.

In this post, I'll breakdown my steps and why each ingredient has found its place in my coffee cup. Give it a shot, adjust to your needs, and let me know what you think. If you use another beverage to start your day that you've found good success with, I'd love to hear about it in the comment section. Read on to learn all about my Super Coffee.

INGREDIENTS

-Ground cocoa nibs OR a few squares of extra dark chocolate
-Chocolate whey protein
-Coffee grinds
-Hemp protein powder
-Turmeric powder
-Sole water OR just pink sea salt
-Cinnamon 
-Grassfed butter
-Monkfruit
-Collagen Peptides
-Creatine 
-Ground black pepper
-Lion's Mane mushroom powder


Note: Ingredient measurements will be approximate. Adjust to your own needs.

I start by boiling water. Easy enough. Hold off on pouring the water just yet. Next, I start with ground cocoa nibs, which are whole cocoa beans that are bitter to taste but a great chocolatey treat for teas, coffee, on deserts, or just by the handful. I grind mine up all at once with my Ninja Blender, and then store the grinds in a large mason jar. 

I pour maybe a half to one tablespoon into the cup, this way I have some actual cocoa nibs in my drink at all time that I'll enjoy towards the end of my drink. I like to think it's constantly enriching my hot beverage all the while. 

Next, add a scoop of whey protein. Then, if your adding butter, drop in a tablespoon or so. I love butter in my coffee and do this to get fat calories first thing in the morning. It does wonders for the overall texture and flavor. This is my "cream" to the coffee, since I don't really use any true diary products to my drink. 

You can also go ahead and add a super small "splash" of sole water or a "dash" of pink sea salt. Sole water is made by taking a small to medium sized mason jar, filling it a quarter way with sea salt, and then filling the rest with water. Shake it and let it dissolve for one day. A little salt in the morning reups your electrolytes and kick starts osmosis in the body, as the positive ions in the salt reacts with the negative ions in the water and becomes more easily absorable in the body. Pink sea salt also has dozens of trace essential minerals. 

Add approximately a 1/2 teaspoon of turmeric. This is great for inflammation, immune health, and is generally regarded as a super food (much like ginger and garlic). At this point, I often add a small amount of ground black pepper to the mix, as this helps the body absorb certain minerals, turmeric especially, but I'm sure it helps for other ingredients used here. 

Add a dash your cinnamon for taste (and for the health benefits of cinnamon of course). I use about 1/2 a tablespoon of monkfruit to sweeten the beverage. Like Stevia, Monkfruit won't cause a spike in insulin (it has a zero score on the glycemic index), has antioxidents, and zero calories. Takes some getting use to but by far a smarter, healthier choice to sugar, which, on an empty stomach in the morning, is not what you want to put in your system. 

From here, I like to go ahead and save the last three ingredients and pour the boiled water onto what is in the cup now. Pssssssssssshh. That was the water going into the cup, complete with steam. Now, put in your steeper or coffee filter, whatever works for you and doesn't cause a mess, and place about 1 to 2 tablespoons of cocoa nibs in the basket to steep for...however long you like! I do about five minutes.

Still with me? Okay, now is the time I add my coffee grounds. I'm using Cavemen coffee for this recipe, but you can use whatever you like. I let the coffee steep 2-3 minutes, then dump the basket of cocoa and coffee in the trash. 

Next, I add the last three ingredients. Why do I wait to add them last? Well, maybe it's just my thinking, but I feel these ingredients probably breakdown at boiling heat, so I like to let the drink cool a little to get the most out of them. Maybe it doesn't make any difference, but it doesn't hurt to add them last, so I do. 

I put about 1 tablespoon of collagen peptides (for skin health, bone and joint function, and possibly muscle mass and heart health, among other potential benefits), followed by 1 teaspoon of creatine, then 1/2 to 1 tablespoon of Lion's Mane mushroom powder, a growing popular superfood with huge medical applications in Asian countires. As stated by Healthline, Lion's Mane "contains bioactive substances that have benefical effects on the body, especially the brain, heart and gut."

Using an immersion hand blender, I then blend all these ingredients together for about 30 seconds. Now, all you have left to do is enjoy your labors. Drink up, it's good for you!

-Stefan
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Neil deGrasse Tyson on Tesla, "Cars should have been this a hundred years ago."

9/8/2019

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​On a recent episode of the Joe Rogan Experience (ep. #1347) Astrophysicist, Neil deGrasse Tyson, spoke as one of the many famous figures who are gravitating towards Tesla automotive engineering and the technology behind these futuristic vehicles.

"What kind of car you driving?" Joe asks.

"I now have a Tesla X," Tyson replies.

He comments on how the vehicle has, "very high acceleration," a characteristic of the car that is as infamous as its auto driving features.

"There's no maintenance on it, no oil change...the only moving part is what your turning the wheels with. No pistons. Nothing."


"Cars really should have been this a hundred years ago," Tyson continued, "and then we would have had a hundred years of clever engineering to perfect that."

Rogan then went on to ask if Tyson had seen the documentary, Who Killed the Electric Car.

Tyson, who reported he had heard of the documentary, reported he was only familiar with the history of the content matter in the documentary. "Electricity was all the rage a hundred years ago," Tyson explained. "'Let's electrify the cities!' There's Edison, there's Tesla...everybody wants to do everything electric, and the car had just come out. They said, 'let's do it electric.'"

"So this was not a new concept and it's unfortunate that more innovative thinkers hadn't been brought to task on how to perfect the electric car."


Joe Rogan, a huge car enthusiast and recent Tesla owner himself after a nearly three hour podcast conversation with Tesla creator Elon Musk, has since stated many times on his show that the vehicle is the best car he has ever owned and often mocks all other cars as "stupid" in comparison to the Tesla's efficiency, performance, and technological sophistication.

In his podcast with Brian Redban (ep. #1238), Redban asks his thoughts on Rogan's Tesla.

"It's preposterous," Rogan replied. "It's a fucking space ship. It's the weirdest thing I've ever driven in my life. It doesn't even make sense. There's not a single car that I've ever driven that's even close to as fast. Nothing. It seems like it's punching its way through a wormhole using alien technology. Like something Bob Lazar snuck out of Area 51."

"Do you like all the tech in it?" Redban asks.

"It's insane." Rogan replies. "That fucking car is the future. Tesla is the future."

More and more Tesla cars are making headway in popular culture, blowing the doors off what was conventionally thought was possible with a daily commuter. From autopilot capability, zero gas emission, almost no typical maintenance associated with traditional vehicles (excluding wheels), zero gas and fossil fuel emission, continues software and technology updates to keep the system current...everything points to this type of vehicle being the future of what cars could, and should, be. The two biggest questions that remain are, one, is Tesla sustainable as a automotive company, and two, how will the company effect other automotive giants who capture the bulk of the consumers in this space, especially in the coming age of electric cars as the standard. Time will tell.

-Stefan

What are your thoughts on Tesla? Have you driven one or own a Tesla yourself? Leave a comment below.
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Lord Huron & Shakey Graves @ Humphrey's by the Bay

8/15/2019

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     -Lord Huron and Shakey Graves at Humphreys by the Bay-

I made it down to the Bayside parking around 4:30. The lot faced East towards Little Italy and the scenic downtown area. A number of sailboats and kayaks populated the water, many of them likely hoping to snag a spot in the harbor next to the stage at Humphrey's. I walk down to the venue, which was only one small part of what Humphrey's actually was, a quaint but elegant seaside resort with fine dining, balcony rooms overlooking the bay, and other amenities to please just about any visitor. I collected my VIP badge which I was told would give me access to the bar in the balcony that face the stage at the far end, and my pass for photo access at the stage.


I was one of the first through the venue doors and found an airy courtyard serving as the location for the night's performances.


This was a beautiful venue. Perhaps one of the finest I had ever seen. There was a harbor attached to the resort on the West side, overlooking the water and the narrow stretch of Point Loma, which gave away to the Pacific. The VIP overlook and the balconies of the top-tier resort suites boxed in the courtyard of artificial turf and the stage before it.
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I circled the area and scoped out shots from a few different angles before making my way down to the row of people standing against the barricade at the front of the stage. A half hour later, the first performer picked up her guitar.


Julia Jacklin, a lone singer-songwriter from Australia, played a sunset opener with her beautiful voice carrying across the courtyard and pouring out on the open water where kayakers and boaters lounged casually and sipped cold beverages in the fading rays of Summer's conclusion. The cool, gentle breeze, a signature of San Diego, brushed past the crowd on its way to reach the American West Coast.


Right around the time the sun was just above its point of departure, Austin City Limits Artist of the Year, Shakey Graves, a native of Austin himself, followed up Jacklin and begin a solo set with his infamous "bass case", a red travelers suitcase modified as a stompbox, complete with a tambourine pedal, that Graves played with both heels. A staple of his performance rig since the early stages of his career around 2010.
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After a few numbers, Shakey Graves was joined by his backing band, performing a mix of ambient tunes from the dreamy soundscape of his latest album "Can't Wake Up". Enthusiastic fans cheered and praised the musicians between songs, as the courtyard filled to capacity and the light effects from the stage began to take their full effect. Graves, being one of my favorite working musicians today, was a pleasure to observe in action and left the crowd in an uproar as he finished his set, once again, alone with nothing but a guitar and a suitcase to get his point across.


Lord Huron followed shortly afterwards, the band in full swing and alive with the energy of the crowd. Here I took the opportunity to really move about the venue looking for new shots and was treated to all the special angles the Humphrey's has to offer, even taking time to chat with another photographer, Collin Moore, who I had been in close proximity with all night and, like me, was also fairly new to San Diego. It was a stellar evening and I'd recommended to anyone to catch a show at Humphrey's by the Bay. You will not likely be disappointed.



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 Thanks for reading and stay tuned for more event coverage and future podcasts! Click here to see more of the latest works.

-Stefan

Lord Huron website - - - Shakey Graves webiste

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Cotton Fields & Blood for Days Release Show

2/11/2018

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Kyle Keller performing an opening acoustic set
Stepping into the show room of Skate Mountain Records in Daphne, Alabama, I’m immediately struck by the atmosphere constructed in the long, rectangular space. Already, the rehearsal show has packed in dozens of people, friends and family of the man who’s on stage in the middle of a song both twisted and sad. It’s classic Abe Partridge material, now spiked with the talents of a full backing band, consisting of Shawn Byrne, Molly Thomas, Courtney Blackwell, and Josh and Emily Smith of Della Memoria, providing a haunting accompaniment of cello, fiddle, keys, lead guitar, and subtle bass for Partridge’s sophomore album release of Cotton Fields and Blood for Days. The lighting is dim and people, unable to find a seat, are positioned on large pillows that are spread out along the floor. Art work painted by Partridge himself hangs from almost every wall and further sets the mood for what will transpire tonight. Warped paintings that borderline on nightmarish, strike the viewer with a sense of loneliness that is not too far removed from the artist’s original musical compositions.
Who would show up to a show like this? Everyone, apparently.
Overwhelmed by the sold out show, Abe tells me on the phone the day before that he has had to arrange for two shows for the night. “I really didn’t expect this to happen,” Abe tells me. “We’re having to ask some of our friends and family to come to the first show, essentially our rehearsal, and then clear out to make room for everyone else. They are literally going to get in their car and leave after the first set.” Partridge and the group easily sold out the 80 tickets they posted online through social media to the Skate Mountain record label based event. “It’s a good problem to have, I guess,” Abe says. “It’s a learning experience but I’m so grateful people would be this interested.”


I caught up with Skate Mountain owner Scott Lumpkin on the front porch as a lite drizzle began to set in. He talked about the opening of his business and some of the artists the label had worked with. He and his wife, Kate, have always been huge fans of music and the ability to finally own the label they dreamed about for years was a new high point in their careers. The ability to operate out of the town they love is another plus for them. I ask him for food joint recommendations and he points along the not too distant highway in front of us just beyond a large church and some apartments. “They have just about any kind of food you could want down here. There’s all the usual fast food joints but then there are spots like Bangkok Thai, that place is great.”


Inside, I sit with TJ Scruggs and Dave Garrett, former members of Partridge’s side project The Psychedelic Peacocks” as Lumpkin begins pointing out different pieces in his studio collection. “That couch over there is from the movie Get Out.That one over there is from Hush.” A table, a mounted deer head, and easy chair in the corner, all with different stories. Stephen Anderson of the Southland Music Line enters and gives greetings to us as he moves to the front of the room. Already people are crowding in for the main show. My thoughts of getting dinner or even going to my car to retrieve a water bottle are dashed as I fear I will lose my seat. Robby Amonett is also among the crowd, setting up his work station near the front as he places a fresh canvas in front of him, his case of brushes and assorted colors by his side.
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Shawn Byrne of Nashville, Tennessee, stops for a moment to speak with me. It’s his recording space back home where he and Abraham Partridge began recording what would eventually become Cotton Fields and Blood for Days, a project that would span almost two years. Over the course of the night, Byrne would supply the set filled with new material with a haunting degree of ambient guitar noises, as well as crisp, clean lead work that was a joy to observe. Whether he was delivering sharp, precise notes, screeching tones, or swelling feedback, there was always something interesting coming from his amplifier.


A young man wearing a dark plaid shirt, an army green jacket, and a black cap walks in. Abe comes over and introduces me to this musician who will be Abe’s opening act for the night. His name is Kyle Keller. “This kid is going to go places,” Abe whispers to me. “I mean that.” I shake hands with Keller and strike up a conversation with the former Nashville resident.


“That’s Nashville, Georgia,” he tells me, “not Tennessee.” The now Gainesville, Florida based songwriter has made the six hour drive just to perform his acoustic based opener, complete with harp and deep bass vocals that set the mood perfectly for the heart wrenching material that everyone is expecting from Abe. When asked what Keller does outside of music: “I give guided fossil tours,” he says with a grin. It’s no joke. He gives me a business card that I’m jealous of, complete with a cool fossilized logo. “It’s just me and my buddy who run the tours. We started up shortly after I moved to Gainesville. I love doing it and it works with my music aspirations.” We talk for a half hour about music, living out of vans, traveling, and show business from the view of independent artists who rely on the internet to make moves in the space. I like Keller even more after he performs his short opening set of forty-five minutes. The tears are already being primed among the crowd.


Partridge and his band went on to perform a strong set that lasted nearly two hours, stopping in the middle of the show to deliver a long, heartfelt speech about his work, his life, his wife, and the incredible support shown by the people who his music has made an impression on. So strong was the moment for him, he often had to close his eyes and talk into the microphone as if transmitting from another place, a characteristic he likely developed from his time as a preacher, channeling some otherworldly energy that he injects into the lyrics of his songs. As always, it’s hard not to be touched by the guy’s heart and honesty. He is a text book example of how to be humble and does nothing to inflate his abilities as a musician. There are some artists who create with theory and precision technique, Abe takes the path of raw emotion and feeling and is completely uncompromising on that. He knows not everyone will gravitate towards his painful tales, his dark and dreary life stories, but he continues to pack rooms and hear the cheers of people who come to see his work in action. If anyone ever told this guy that sad doesn’t sell, he doesn’t seem to care. Neither do the dozens of people who have filled the room and resort to standing in corners, sitting on the floor, or even listening patiently from a completely different room just to be a part of the event. And for an up and coming artist, that’s about all Abe Partridge needs to call this night a success.

Check out Partridge's latest album which is now available for download at his website.
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Homemade Chipotle Garlic Lime Mayo

1/1/2018

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What you need to know first:

-All ingredients must be room temperature or the emulsifying process will be hindered. Set out your egg and lime ahead of time. I often pop my egg into the toaster over or Nuwave to heat it up for a minute if I forget, which I usually do. 

-You need EXTRA LIGHT olive oil so the taste is not so strong. Avocado oil works great too. I have been using the Filippo Berio brand and it has worked just fine for me. Will likely experiment with others in the future.

-You must pour slowly. It usually takes me about 3-4 minutes to pour all the oil into the blender. 

-It is recommended you use a pasteurized egg, that is, an egg from a chicken who has lived a relatively normal life of eating grass and free from factory farm cage practices. Your using the egg raw here, so you want to make sure the food your sourcing (the egg) is not going to run the risk of containing many of the contaminates that result from a factory farmed life. 

-If you have a hand blender (immersion blender) you can make this even faster with easier clean up. Read below.

-This mayo is good on almost anything.

-A big thanks to Mark Session, who I hold in high regard for his dietary research and prolific writings. His company Primal Kitchen was were I tried this mayo first before crafting my own. His blog Mark's Daily Apple is loaded with a wealth of helpful wellness and fitness articles I can't recommend enough. 


YOU WILL NEED:

-3 cups EXTRA LITE olive oil or avocado oil

-1 fresh lime

-1 pasteurized egg

-sea salt

-hot sauce or sriracha

OPTIONAL INGREDIENTS:

-tablespoon of dijon mustard

-garlic

-herbs like rosemary or thyme

-paprika powder

-turmeric

-ground cumin 


STANDARD DIRECTIONS:
  1. Place a quarter cup of the oil, the hot sauce, 1 squeezed lime, and in other additional herbs or spices in the blender or food processor. Crack the egg and add it to the blender. Add a little sea salt.
  2. Pulse the liquids to mix. While the machine is running (I usually keep taping the pulse button but you may be able to run it low on your device) beginning SLOWLY adding the remaining oil to the blender or food processor. It should take you about minutes to pour it all in.
  3. Check the mayo. Assess it's thickness. If you find it too thick you can add more lime juice or perhaps another egg, but I've never felt the need as it generally comes out fine for me. Taste the mayo and add whatever additional ingredients you prefer. Scoop the mayo into mason jars and store in the refrigerator. This mayo should stay good for up to 7-10 days.




HAND BLENDER VERSION:

Have a hand blender? Good for you. Now you can whip up this recipe in seconds. If you have WIDE MOUTH MASON JARS, you can just put the ingredients in and blend them right in the jar.

  1. Put your ingredients in the mason jar. 
  2. Place the hand blender at the very bottom of the jar and turn it on a lower setting. Blend the bottom for 30 seconds and the SLOWLY begin to pull up toward the top. Emulsification should take place as you bring the blender up.
  3. Taste and add more of what you want, then seal the jar with the lid. Store in the fridge for up to 7-10 days.
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Here you can see some of my meal prep from this week. See all my food work on my Instagram @Stefanlawsonmusic. From left to right: Cinnamon Raisin Cashew Sunflower butter, guacamole (which I use by itself or blend with cocoa to make a slightly sweet but healthy dessert), and a few jars of Chipotle Garlic Lime Mayo. All high quality fatty foods to get me through my work days and my workouts. Hope you enjoyed this post. Please comment and share. Would love to know what kind of mayo adaptations you make in your own home. Maybe a citrus variety? Let me know. 
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A Weekend with Abraham Partridge and The Psychedelic Peacocks

5/25/2016

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The Listening Room

It seemed the action never stopped this weekend after I decided to attend the album release party for Abraham Partridge’s solo work “White Trash Lipstick” at The Listening Room in Mobile, Alabama the morning of the performance. After a quick exchange with venue owner Jim Pennington, who fittingly describes himself as a “genuine, blue collar guy”, and artist Abraham Partridge, the wheels were set in motion for a pre-show interview and I was given the okay for photography work.

Along with Eddie Y, my technician for the evening, I arrived at the venue a half hour before show time. This was my first time back since Johnny Cole and I shot our 4th episode of The Music Scene here featuring artist Oh! Jerimiah. As I approached the Listening Room, I saw a group of people standing outside the main doors. I began rolling down my window and slowed to a stop. Abe Partridge, who was among the group and had never met me in person before, stepped up with a beaming smile and positive demeanor that I quickly came to associate with him over the course of the weekend.

“Hey man! Glade you could make it!”

He quickly pointed me out to where the rest of the band was parked and told me to take a spot among them. We got out and made official introductions. I could tell energy was high for the show that was about to take place. Abe seemed beside himself and in exceptionally good spirits. I had never seen his group live, only videos online, in which the front man played his guitar and sang as if he was preaching to an audience in need of salvation on the edge of the coming apocalypse. This level of intensity was not visible at first as we talked in the parking lot, which made the encounter all the more intriguing as I knew without doubt that there was a “building up” going on inside this guy who I was certain would leave it all on the stage by the end of the night.

I was pleasantly surprised to see on the guest list that Johnny Cole of the Southland Music Line and live-show artist Robby Amonett were in attendance. Even more of a surprise was that Amonett would be accompanying the group on bass, taking the trio to a full power house. It would mark the first time that I had ever seen Robby at a show where he wasn’t just painting (he captured the first set of Abe playing from his own solo works) but actually performing as well.

After securing a table close to the performers, I found owner Jim Pennington.
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“I’m digging the energy right now,” I told Jim. “The pre-show atmosphere is good and when I spoke with Abe earlier he seemed really jazzed. We should take a moment to record a conversation real quick and capture what’s going on.”

We agreed to meet out in the side parking lot and I signaled to Johnny Cole to come join us. Finding Abe still out front, we walked to the side of the Listening Room and turned on the recorder. In the course of our five minute discussion, we learned more about Abraham Partridge and The Psychedelic Peacocks, his solo release, and their connection with the Listening Room. Jim Pennington praised Abe for his genuine, raw song-writing abilities and Johnny Cole concurred, adding to the importance of what the Jim has been doing in his short time there at the Listening Room, providing a unique environment for upcoming artists like Partridge as well as seasoned musicians.


Note: I selected a walled in area to conduct this interview and we still had some wind factor in the recording. I've modified it to be a less harsh on the bursts, but in ear headphones might be touchy for you. I also had to make two small cuts mid-conversation for wind death, but the majority of the discussion is preserved in its original form
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Ending our recording, Abe took to the stage almost immediately after. His solo acoustic performance which lasted an hour was full of heart felt lyrics, twisted and conflicting themes that resonated deeply with audience members who sat by in complete silence as the singer contorted and wreathed in his chair, bellowing in agonized tones and retreating from the microphone between lines, as if to try to calm his tortured guitar and his rising internal struggles as sweat began to play over his brow and soak through his shirt. This was the start of exactly what I had expected from the man who leads the Peacocks through the rocking jams I had seen online, and here he was ten minutes in, simply sitting on a stool with an acoustic guitar, and already the delivery was over the top in comparison to what is seen by most stand-alone singer-songwriters.

The venue was nearly filled and people began standing in the back and taking chairs up to the sides of the performance space to watch. In between, Partridge would take a swig from his gallon jug of water and talked about his times of being a preacher (which almost becomes self-evident from his performances) and the conflicts it brought with loving rock and roll and enjoying the wilder sides of life. Things took a softer turn as Abe began show casing slower, more subdued songs that by no means displayed any lack of restraint in his writing abilities. Particularly powerful numbers included a love song to his wife who was in attendance and a reflection of the nature of war and the relativity of good and bad men on opposing sides that left the artist practically screaming in agony the final repeated line, “They ain’t so easily defined”.
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Things became even less easily defined when the Peacocks joined the front man on stage after a short intermission to bring the night into full swing. Abandoning his stool and acoustic for an electric telecaster, Abe and the gang proceeded to bring more elements of rock and roll, and groovy psychedelic riffs into the equation. Alone, Abraham Partridge lives out some of the best elements of great artists before him. He possess the weirdness of Tom Waits, the haunting delivery of Son House and Modest Mouse’s Issac Brock, and the qualities that are uniquely his own from his deep appreciation for the blues, rock, and folk music. The influence of Jack White was also unmistakable and became evident to me when Abe mentioned a recent trip to Nashville where he recorded in a phone booth like recording station, which I knew to be present in White’s Third Man Records. After the show, Abe would confirm this to me, meaning the up and coming songwriter shared the same seat as Neil Young who also used the same recording booth to make one of his most recent albums. On top of that, the only cover played that night was none other than the White Stripe’s “Ball and Biscuit” which was performed to great effect.

With his band behind him, things only became more powerful. A projector positioned in front of the stage spit out an assortment of shifting deep reds, blues, greens and yellows as the band dove into heavy songs that had the group pushing their sound out into the streets. Guitarist Dave Garrett, who travels all the way from Birmingham, Alabama just to play with the band, showed why the long drives are worth it. His tone and vicious attacks make for a key element in the Peacocks sound, with his lead work present throughout with frequent ventures into explosive solos slightly soaked with delay and echoes, along with a healthy amount of reverb for good measure. Drummer TJ Scruggs, keeps along nicely despite being relatively inexperienced to percussions. I would later ask him how long he had been drumming to which he replied, “Well, the band started coming together around October, which is when they asked me to join them, so…October.”

But Scruggs isn’t the only one in new territory, which is a testament to just how interesting this night was. Here you have Partridge debuting a new album, with a musician new to the drums, with a bass player (Amonett) who just joined their forces within the last month, at a venue being praised for its dedication to such artists and their music which has only been around on the scene for a short period of time. It was all the factors that gave listeners that night a chance to experience something quite unique and equally enjoyable.
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The Julip Room

One of the best surprises of the night at The Listening Room was finding out the Julip Room would be hosting the Abe and the Peacocks the very next night in Ocean Springs. Once again, listeners would be set up to hear the group in an intimate, brick and mortar location with great sound and interesting history. Again Abe played an opening set of acoustic songs from his album “White Trash Lipstick” as bar attendees quickly became sucked in by his presence and hard edged delivery. So impacting were the songs Partridge sang, that the space took on a haunting atmosphere that hung in the air at the end of each number. Had the artist’s amplifier and vocals suddenly been completely muted, there would have been no other sound to be heard as the audience sat like curious statues in the dim light.

In between sets, Abe asked me to play a few originals to give the band a rest. I happily obliged as it had been quite some time since I had played in the Julip Room’s underground hideout. In order to keep the rock vibes going I asked drummer TJ Scruggs if he would be interested in jamming with me. He agreed and we took off into a groovy set which lasted close to twenty minutes. The band would later come back on and finish off the night with the room packed and swinging. For those of us that had made the trip to Mobile and to our current location, we agreed it made for a memorable weekend that would be talked about for months to come. If you missed out on either of these shows and want to check out Abraham Partridge, he will be playing the Twisted Anchor Tattoo Parlor on Government Street in Ocean Springs this Thursday, the 26th as part of bass player Robbie Amonett’s art work showcasing.
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The Tall Boys @ The Juke Joint

Sunday afternoon, I met up with The Tall Boys who were in the early stage of their first set. The air near the stage smelled of seafood and cigarettes as lead guitarist Willie fired up stick after stick to keep his spirits high as patrons sat at tables eating an endless supply of crawfish. The sound coming from the stage was excellent and I wasted no time working around the trio, setting up microphones to capture a strong performance. After I had things rolling, I relieved myself of sound engineer duties to play photographer, when I grew tired of that, I sat back in a chair under the cool shade of the massive backyard oak and took rest from my long weekend, a mixture of work and play, and listened to one of my favorite local bands.   
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Thanks for reading. This was an awesome weekend and I wanna thank all the folks out there who helped make it great including Jim Pennington for access to his venue and making time to speak with us, Abe and the Peacocks for putting on killer shows and asking me to jam for them at the Julip, and Eddie Y. for his assistance both nights. Word to Johnny, Andy, And Robby at The Southland Music Line. Word to The Tall Boys. You’re all great.

If you’d like to know what’s coming up at The Listening Room, be sure to check their Facebook or website. Abe Partridge page here. Kristin Diable will be playing there this Wednesday at 7pm. I was told by several people over the weekend that she is a great artist with roots in blues music and is exceptionally pretty. I looked her up. It’s true. Of course you can find more of what’s coming at places like the Julip Room and The Mississippi Juke Joint by going to their sites as well. They are two of the hottest venues for music on the Gulf Coast, so be sure to keep up with them.

In other upcoming news, the Coast band is celebrating their 40th anniversary and final performance of their career on June 4th. A legendary local band that honors some of music’s greatest artists. I’ll be there helping these seasoned musicians prepare for their big night, hopefully talking about their successful careers, attending the show itself, and maybe a little jamming before or after all things are said in done. I’ve been hearing hype on this event for months and have to say I am royally stoked to see it approaching us.  

Here at Coastal Noise, I’ll continue to bring you more of whatever good is happening in the industry, whether it’s podcasts, articles, or something a little out of the norm. I’ve got a lot of good stuff coming up in the weeks ahead, so stay put and be apart. Don’t forget to share your support by following us on social media and sharing with your friends. Thanks, as always!

Stefan
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 I was particular inspired this by this weeks artists for their raw, honest performances, so I have decided to leave the pictures as they were taken without edits (excluding the black and white of Mr. Curtis and young Joe)
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Podcasts 53, 54, & 55...Filming for Gulf Coast Music Scene Begins

2/18/2016

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​The last two months have been eventful at Coastal Noise. Between doing three podcasts in 24 hours, co-hosting a new television show, playing a Mardi Gras show, and working with Eddie to get the last bits of our garage inspired blues rock album done, I’ve had my plate more than full but feel nonetheless invigorated by all the excitement.

Prior to this series of recorded podcasts, I did a show with blues musician Wes Lee, live at The Shed BBQ and Blues Joint in Ocean Springs, followed by a side by side performance in which Wes and I played a mix of originals and classic blues tunes. That was back on November 13th.  You can see the article about the show here or listen to the youtube podcast here. 
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 Only a few days after Christmas, on the 29th of December, I sat down with Chris Gillespie of Phoenix, Arizona to talk about his stand-up comedy show at The Mississippi Juke Joint. Our conversation included the Phoenix scene, working in smaller towns, money and credit in America, Netflix stuff, promoting shows and more. Chris was a returning guest whom I first met when he walked into one of my podcast recordings and ended up becoming part of the show. After that, we decided to have a dedicated episode where the two of us talked more about stand-up and film, his major of choice in school. 
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After Chris and I did the first of three episodes, it was only minutes later that my next guests began to fill the recording space. They included Director of Digital Marketing at The Shed BBQ & Blues Joint, photographer Fred Salinas, traveler and painter (with an emphasis on live music) Robby Amonett, and Southland Music Line photographer Stephen Anderson, also an avid live music attender. It was this episode that turned out to be the longest Coastal Noise Podcast to date at just over three hours long. The material discussed covered mostly imagery and music but, as is expected of the podcast, we frequently diverged into whatever naturally came to mind.  Shooting live shows, Fred on his recent shoot with Marilyn Manson, music festivals, pizza, working night jobs, food photography, Otis Gibbs podcast “Thanks For Giving A Damn” and more.

Two hours into the podcast, right around the time we started talking about pizza, I secretly ordered two larges from Dominoes on my laptop while my guests conversed. So long was our discussion that we broke a cardinal rule for the podcast and ate as we talked. Don’t worry, we were mindful of smacking! We had also mentioned what’s called light painting photography during our talk and, once the recording was done, took for the outdoors to attempt some of these shots. We called it quiets just after midnight.
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Left to right: Stephen Anderson, Robby Amonett, and Fred Salinas
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The final podcast was with Stephen Anderson again and Southland Music Line writer and, now co-host with me on The Gulf Coast Music Scene, Johnny Cole for a year in review. In this show, Johnny and Stephen told stories from performances of 2015, travels in and out of state, discussions with artists they met, and what the future holds at the Music Line for the coming year. It was a great conversation which marked the first full video broadcast of the Coastal Noise Podcast, a method of delivery I hope to continue for future episodes.
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Stephen Anderson and Johnny Cole
A few weeks later Johnny Cole and I found ourselves filming at the Shed, with returning artist Wes Lee, for the pilot episode of the Gulf Coast Music Scene, set to broadcast through a local Jackson County television station. We had a good time talking to Wes and I ran around shooting the venue and friendly faces. It was a bitterly cold night, but that didn’t stop us from having a good time. It was only a few days later after the edits came back (done by local filmer JT Nicholson) that we found out our pilot was excepted and we were given the green light to produce more episodes. Pairing up with Nicholson, we quickly began mapping out our next shoots. The second took place at a The Irish Coast Pub in downtown Gulfport where we sat with owner and friend Ben Kaufman to discuss his time at the bar, his thoughts on management, and what it takes to make a great spot for music. The highlight of the night was the weekly Monday Night Open Jam, which I myself have had the pleasure of attending on many occasions. It had been several months since I had found myself in the familiar jam space, so it was great to see some old friends, including the open mic host, local musician Diggs Darcey. We also got the chance to hang out with others such as musician Zach Fellman (Rosco Bandana, Blackwater Brass) and Willie and Curtis of The Tall Boys.

Just this past weekend, we filmed our third episode at Jack’s By The Tracks in Pascagoula. Here, we enjoyed the showcased talent of three talented young women who are the stars of a newly created label in the area, Baldwin County Public Records, manned by Jeffery Zimmer, along with partner, record producer and musician Anthony Crawford. Johnny got the chance to speak with Zimmer and hear a little bit about what’s been going on with Baldwin County Public Records. He also spoke with Lauren Kay, one of the labels artists present that night. I myself took Brittany Bell and Laci Wright off to the side on separate occasions to ask them about their experiences recording at Admiral Bean Studios with Crawford and what their plans for the future were. Present at the show was Stephen Anderson, Robby Amonett, and JT Nicholson on the camera.
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Baldwin County Record Artists perform on camera at Jack's By The Tracks. From left to right: Lauren Kay, Laci Wright, and Brittany Bell
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From left to right: Vincent Lugo, Liam McDougal, Tim Murphy, Diggs Darcey, and Zach Fellman on keys
So that’s what has been going on with me the last couple weeks. I’ll be making regular updates to our progress with the new show, future podcasts and music performances I will be doing, album updates, and all other related affairs, so please follow me on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram, or, you can follow Coastal Noise on Facebook or Twitter. Of course, your likes are always hugely appreciated. If you have suggestions of where you’d like to see us shoot our next episode of the Gulf Coast Music Scene, please let us know. We’d love to hear from you.
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