...and then he got locked outside.

The Burning Hatreds, a trio of punk bandits from Coldwater, MI, that are prepared to freak you out, moderately. Unconventional, considering they are a three piece (one guitar, a drummer, and a energized frontman) and manage to make as much noise as a band twice that size. But they are still very conventional. When I say "punk," you will know what to expect from their music. It's not complicated, it's not overdone, it's not polished. Just cut and dry. Punk.

The singer, Been Lyin', is a spazz. It was as if he stole all of the energy out of every member of Child Bite and harnassed it into one, 30-minute long set. And he licked my camera. Further proof of this will be posted later this evening.

The singer told us a harrowing story about being mugged in Chicago recently. I can't really remember the details of the story, but it went something like this: He was going to put a record he just bought in his car and these two dudes came up to him and started harassing him. They asked for his money, and he only had a wrinkled, sweaty dollar in his front pocket. This entire time, he was using his body as a shield for the record. The dudes wanted his phone. But he said, "do I look like the type of guy with a cellphone?" and they let him be. So all that was taken was a sweaty, gross dollar that would probably not work in a vending machine. Awesome. Way to thwart those criminals!!!

Go to their myspace and check out the comment cards from a Battle of the Bands they played.



I did get to hang out with world-reknowned blogger extraordinaire, Rich Tupica, owner of a million shitty CDs sent to him by fledgling bands. Tupica lives in Lansing with his absurdly creative girlfriend, who is the official editor of his 'zine, online and in print. I think I have talked about them before. I like them. I like to pretend we are friends.

What happened to the Andrew WK interview? Honestly, I wasn't feeling it. I didn't start this blog to meet semi-famous people. I felt like I would have lost all my indie-cred had I gone through with it. He is playing the Juggalo Gathering. Seriously? Yeah, that's what I said. Maybe he just really likes being covered in Faygo. I do not. Plus, I am very serious about life. He just likes to party hard all the time.

Oh, go read my other blog for some reviews. A review, rather. I will get more up soon.

My weekend:

I spent all weekend recording with Ian Walker in Lansing. When I wasn't recording, I was hanging out with this guy:



and eating a bunch of these:



and I drank a lot of this:



and I played a lot of this:



There is a music 'zine in Lansing. I mean, like, it was cool and all. But I didn't know any of the bands in it. Because it's for Lansing bands. Lansing is OK, I guess. Quality Dairy, awesome. Rich Tupica writes like he is a real journalist or something. Whatever. He said something like, "Here is what real journalism is" as he handed me the paper copy of the 'zine. Jerk. Oh, he's in some sort of flannel shirt gang, too.

Wolf Moon Dance by The Darts

The Darts (Lansing) put out a CD April 27th. It's called "Wolf Moon Dance." Before I get to the reason behind the title, my theory (after listening to the record) is that someone joked to the singer, Chris Minarik, that he sounded like a wolf howling at the moon when he sings sometimes. The word "dance" was just added in to look cool.

And now for Chris' version: "Wolves howl at the moon while creating music to dance to."

When I asked if I could quote him on that, he said "no."

He then stated, "I scream at the people while I create music to dance to," and that the title was inspired by his grandmother's house, "with wolf pictures on the wall."

And now to the meat of the story: the music. Does it hold a candle to the hype this band gets from The Hard Lessons (who also hype up the Decks, and Champions of Breakfast, so I am a little torn)?

The CD starts off on a bad note. The cowbell should only be used if it can be executed well. For some reason, it is just a tick off. And as much as I wanted to turn off the CD, I have enjoyed The Darts' live shows in the past. So I continued to listen before completely writing this album off.

Something good: the bass and drums (Jocelyn Klug and Darrin Higgins, respectively) are solid throughout the record (with the exception of the weird cowbell). Live, the bassist's and drummer's presence (presences?) take the backseat to Minarik's stage antics, but not talent-wise. The lead guitar adds extra dynamics to the recording, which was an added bonus (I have never seen the Darts play with a lead guitarist. Their lead guitarist is no longer with the band, btw.).

I was thoroughly confused by the vocals. During live shows, Minarik seems to have quite a good range. Recorded, he sounds exasperated, out of key, and a little too pitchy. This kind of performance could be tolerated if used sparingly, but it's evident in every song on the CD.

I want to say that The Darts remind me of The Pixies. Maybe if Black Francis was a little less pop-savvy, and a little flatter in terms of range.

If I was writing about a live performance, believe me, my tune would be completely different and I would use phrases like 'blown away' or 'wow-ed'. This CD just didn't cut it, though.

Teh Amazing Trifecta of Underage Rock N' Rollers!

I would like to write about a band that isn't from the Detroit- or Ann Arbor- or Lansing-area. Are there any good bands from any other city in Michigan? Grand Rapids? Traverse City? Oscoda? Marquette? Anyone? I know Saginaw/Bay City/Midland is a black hole/Bermuda Triangle for bands, so don't even try to sell me that crap.

So, maybe some of you have heard that the Darts (Lansing) aren't playing any shows for a while because the lead singer broke his cankle. I almost broke my ankle on the DECK of the DARTS' new place in Lansing two weekends ago (true story).

The Decks? The Darts? What is the difference, you probably wonder. I think The Decks are a little older than The Darts (are members of the Decks allowed to drink legally now?). They both have nice bass players. I think some kids who are a year or two younger than The Darts should start a band called The Dents*. The trifecta would be complete!!! Then they can play a house show together, and the Decks (if they are 21+) can buy everyone booze. I am sooo going to be there. I love 17-year-olds when they are drunk. So impressionable. Yes, I went there. I could have said 16! OR 10!!!

The Darts are putting out (end sentence here) a split with some Detroit-based acoustic/emo/goth chick, recorded by Ian Walker (Moses Supposes**, anyone?). More news about that laterz.


*Class of 2009, make this happen!!!
**I went to their last show ever. Justin Spindler is a dreamboat.