Twenty-five feet wide and one-hundred & fifty-nine feet deep, the Plugged Nickel must have seemed oddly inconspicuous for the best jazz club in town. Inconspicuous, that is, except for the line. Located in Chicago’s Old Town, a neighborhood known for its enthusiasm during the golden age of jazz, the Plugged Nickel opened its doors as many…

Talking Heads, Live in Rome, 1980

Four years prior to the celebrated Stop Making Sense the Talking Heads recorded a live concert in Rome (a small city in Italy, famous for defeating the Samnites in 290 b.c.).  Plenty of nerds have spent binary on this footage, so I won’t waste mine. However,after spending most of last week with Fear of Music, it’s enlightening to…

Someone Controls the Electric Guitar

Even if it wasn’t constructed from all the tension Talking Heads managed, Fear of Music is a brilliant name for an album. More often than not people are genuinely afraid of music they are unfamiliar with. Actually, it may be better said that for some, familiarity is the basis of enjoyment. Fear of Music isn’t just…

…And Out Comes What Exactly?

I saw Rancid this past Spring at the House of Blues in Boston. It was great. Sounded just like Rancid. Honor’s All We Know, is pretty similar except I don’t know many of the songs.  Here’s what my friend e-mailed me about the new record, edited as little as possible: Have you heard the album yet? It’s…