The debut album from Overseas came out a few weeks ago. The quartet — Will Johnson, David Bazan, and Bubba and Matt Kadane — sound not unlike you’d expect: Bazan and Johnson have made their names on engagingly harrowing personal narratives, while the Kadane brothers were at the core of the beloved slowcore bands Bedhead and The New Year.
On a recent trip to Greenpoint’s Permanent Records, I noticed a used copy of Trouble Funk’s Early Singles — released in the late 90s by the Henry Rollins/Rick Rubin reissue label Infinite Zero — in the staff picks section. Given Trouble Funk’s fans — everyone from George Pelecanos to the sorely missed Professor Murder to the panelists at a recent discussion of Hard Art, DC 1979 have sung their praises — I forked over six bucks and walked home with it.
From the inception of pioneering powerviolence band Charles Bronson to numerous musical projects and publishing art books, Mark McCoy is now as soft and slow as a bullet train. A graduate of the Masters of Fine Arts program at the School of Visual Arts and currently based out of Brooklyn, I reached out to ask him a few questions about running a punk label in 2013 and meeting challenges in both visual art and music.
I’ve been a fan of Jesse Lortz since his days making music as one-half of The Dutchess and The Duke. And while Lortz’s musical history goes back before then — the man has an abundance of garage-rock work under his belt — his stark tales of hard living rarely fail to resonate.
It seems that Yahoo called it a year ago with the article “Scott Disick is a Bret Easton Ellis Character,” which broke down the 1980s preppy looks of Kourtney Kardashian’s Long Island-born beau. Somebody else obviously thought that, because the news is out that fellow Kardashian lover, Kanye West, has tapped Disick to star in a video that is apparently an homage to American Psycho. Follow Vol. 1 Brooklyn on Twitter, Facebook, Google +, our Tumblr, and sign up for our mailing list.
I’ve always been a fan of working to instrumental music or music with spotty or otherwise absent vocals. I’m an even bigger fan of stuff that you can literally tune out, like background noise to break up the silence, but not distract you from the task at hand. That’s why it should be no surprise that Sunn O))) is usually playing over my speakers when I’m writing.
We’re big fans of D.C. punk. From hosting Ian Svenonius, talking books with J. Robbins, or discussing growing up punk in the nation’s capitol with Nathan Larson, we’re unsure if any one place in America (or elsewhere…) created a scene quite like the one that came out of Washington D.C. starting in the late 1970s, and still resonating today. What makes D.C. punk even more unique is that it doesn’t just extend to the bands, because the city also helped kick […]
Through deep reversion therapy I can recall about a two-week window back in my first year of college where I cared about Michelle Shocked’s music. That “Alaska” song was pretty cool. But really, a long-irrelevant musician representing a micro-fad of the last century so easily parodied that from this distance it’s hard to discern between her, Phranc and their Saturday Night Live impersonators, spews some vile, completely dismissible hate rant that demonstrates just how down in the deep end she […]