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Friday, August 14, 2015

"Five For Friday" with Scott Padden of Pilot To Gunner

New York City based Pilot To Gunner have been making their own brand of melodic post punk since 1998 releasing three incredible albums along the way. I recently had the pleasure of seeing them live for first time in several years and they are as energetic and powerful as ever. The band will be recording a new album soon, with producer J Robbins behind the board. vocalist/guitarist Scott Padden shares some of his favorite songs in this weeks edition of "Five For Friday" but first enjoy PTG's "All The Lights" from their 2012 album "Guilty Guilty".

“SAVORY” -- JAWBOX

So when I was in school, I would sell CDs to the record stores for money to buy beer and records. I was looking through the 7inches at Tones Basement in Burlington, VT, and I saw a Jawbox/Edsel split. No idea why, but I bought it. I really don’t remember. Oh wait. It might’ve been a joint Dischord release? “Savory” is no longer even in my top 20 Jawbox songs, but that’s like saying that you took a non-mind-blowing bite of the mind-blowingest cake ever baked. So that split got me into both Jawbox and Edsel, because I was playing bass at time and the bass playing in both of those bands was just so, so, so good. When Marty joined the band, we handed him Jawbox’s “Sweetheart” and Edsel’s “Speed Hypnosis” records and told him to learn those songs and let them be his guide. He, at the time, would often get a beer at this bar on 5th, and this dude Jeff would usually be there after work as well. So after we gave Marty the CDs, he told Jeff about it. Turns out, and Marty had no idea, Jeff was the bass player in Edsel. And then of course we’ve had the incredible fortune of working with J, and I could write pages about that, about becoming friends with him and Janet, them being on our records, and HOLY SHIT I ALMOST FORGOT – the other day his son Cal told him PTG is his favorite band. I don’t care about anything else. That kid, and all the benefit shows in his name that took place all over the world, is living proof that the best aspects of the punk rock ideal are real.

“FAT LIP” – ROCKET FROM THE CRYPT

Drive Like Jehu would’ve been too easy here. When I worked at Warner Music, we’d trade CDs with people at other labels and “Scream Dracula Scream” was sitting in a pile in the fax room. Yeah, fine, fax room. I’m old as shit. Whatever. I knew that someone from DLJ was in RFTC but I also knew of RFTC vaguely, that they had a horn section and wore matching suits, and I was like, oh, they’re a joke band, a novelty band, ok, which is fine and I’m sure it’s fun and all, but that’s not for me. But then I was super bored one day and listened to “Fat Lip,” because I figured that it was probably the jokey-est song on there and I could be done with these guys once and for all. That is not what happened. I flipped out. It’s all I listened to for weeks. I grabbed Patrick and Kurt and the effect upon them was equally immediate. We saw Rocket every single time they played NYC after that. Patrick and I flew to San Diego for their “farewell” Halloween show in I think 2006? Rocket are all-time mushroom-cloud-layers who changed how we approach live shows. I demand that the crowd “give it up for the band” every time we play. Except it’s annoying when I do it.

“WALK THIS WAY” – RUN-D.M.C. / AEROSMITH

Ugh, this is so embarrassing. But make fun all you want, I was a white kid in suburban Massachusetts, so I didn’t have any clue as to what was happening in NYC regarding Hip Hop at the time. I mean, I’m not embarrassed about loving RUN-D.M.C. or even loving quite a few Aerosmith songs, but not a huge street cred selection here. That said, Raising Hell was awesome and I went and ordered their first tape through the Strawberries at the end of the Kmart Plaza the next day. I hate when white dudes in rock bands call out Hip Hop artists as influences, which, to be clear, I’m not doing, because that would be an insult to RUN-D.M.C., I’m just saying that this song introduced me to Hip Hop. And, OK, while MCs like these dudes and Rakim and Nas and Guru and the De La guys didn’t directly influence me as far as writing lyrics goes, they did make me think, “I can’t half-ass this.” I could’ve lied and said KRS-One or Kool Herc or whatever, you know. But I didn’t.

“RAISE” – SWERVEDRIVER

I know I’m breaking the rules here by naming an album and not a song. I don’t even know what to say about this. About the impact this band has had upon me. Freshman year, I was friends with Patrick and Kurt but wasn’t playing music yet. They were playing together in the Arts Center at night. This record didn’t kill me at first, even though they insisted that I keep giving it another shot. Kurt said he’d give me 20 bucks if I learned all the bass parts. I bought a bass for 75 bucks and I think I used some of my book money to buy an amp, and in the process of learning the songs, I realized what this record was. I can’t claim to not have gone through a “Teenage Bass Syndrome” period, but this I think abbreviated it. Kurt never gave me the 20 dollars.

“PANAMA” – VAN HALEN

Here’s why: before I knew about bands that rocked the loud/quiet dynamic, I knew I liked big choruses, which, come on, like it or not, Van Halen knocked out of the park in their sleep. So they launched their choruses into orbit, always, but I always felt like the choruses should be louder. So when I would borrow records and dub them, I would bump the “recording volume” on my parents’ system for the choruses, so that they would be way louder than the verses. This chorus especially drove me crazy because it was this huge, awesome rollercoaster bouncey-castle party that just sat in this same valley that the verses sat in. You know? I turned it into that mountaintop Jesus statue in Rio. Or wherever. You’re welcome, Edward.

Monday, August 3, 2015

LIVE REVIEW - Culture Club - Beacon Theatre NYC - 7/27/15

I was 10 years old in the Spring of 1984. Having become obsessed with Kiss just 5 years earlier I was now in the fifth grade and with the exception of having Van Halen's new album "1984" on constant repeat, I was also expanding my musical horizons by discovering R.E.M.'s "Reckoning" and "The Top" by The Cure. This was also a time when Culture Club where on top of the world and I thought they where pretty incredible. On April 25th 1984 they had a live concert special set to air on HBO. My family didn't have cable but I was excited when my Aunt and Uncle who my sister and I spent a lot of time with growing up invited us to their house that night to see what I knew would be an amazing show.

Earlier in the day while playing at a friends house I fell off my bicycle and broke my arm. Having experienced this injury just a year or so before I remember being surprisingly calm and was determined not to let it effect my evenings plans. I headed to the hospital, had my arm set and wrapped in a cast. Before I knew It I was all patched up and about to enjoy the show. I was floored by amazing performances of songs from their hit albums "Kissing To Be Clever and "Colour By Numbers" and despite my groggy and exhausted state it's a show I'll never forget.

31 years later I finally got to see Culture Club live. The beautiful Beacon Theatre on the Upper West Side of Manhattan was the perfect setting for the event. After a DJ lightly entertained the audience for roughly half an hour the lights came down and a montage of classic Culture Club news footage, photos and interviews was projected across the overhead screen. Soon drummer Jon Moss took to his kit and was joined by guitarist Roy Hay and bassist Mikey Craig. The crowd came alive as the iconic Boy George took the stage and the band launched into the Northern Soul based groove of "Church Of The Poison Mind".

Boy George then thanked the crowd saying "It's so wonderful being here with you all this evening doing what I love to do most and that's performing" which set up a stellar version of "It's A Miracle" followed by the smash hit "I'll Tumble For Ya". The animated front man was in phenomenal spirits and his voice projected a sense of soul and power that really shined during a cover of Bread's "Everything I Own". Other highlights of the set include "Time (Clock Of The Heart)", "Miss Me Blind" a cover of Dave Berry's "The Crying Game" and "Do You Really Want To Hurt Me".

The crowd begged for more which brought on an encore that included rousing performances of "Runaway Train" and "Karma Chameleon". The band capped the evening off with a spectacular rendition of Bowie's "Starman" that sent the audience home happy. Boy George can still flat out sing and his energy and charm is second to none. The band sound as good as they ever did and it looks like Culture Club will be dazzling audiences world wide for many more years to come.