We proudly present a new recurring series entitled "Best Song... Ever." Each entry will detail a particularly amazing piece of songsmithing. Each song will be crowned the 'Best Song Ever' until further notice. Upon subsequent posts, that song will relinquish its grandiose title. "But what are the criteria?" you ask. The answer is simple: My sole discretion and indefatigable taste. If you must k...
So the first act of our rock opera has just been entered into the Grammy awards process. If any of you reading happen to be voting members, please look favorably upon our tiny little band from Fort Collins, Colorado.In other news, Act II is progressing nicely. We hope to have it and Act III out before the end of the year. We'll follow-up this year's Grammy with another for the entire boxed set....
As sure as Dick Clark, 'best of' lists appear as soon as New Year's rears its confetti-filled head. Somehow though, it seems a bit pompous to heap superlatives on items from a year that's barely ended. Albums take time to integrate themselves into our lives; great albums grow with us.What's more, there are a lot of albums cranked out every year. As such, it is difficult to make an authoritative...
Well, after a 200+ day hiatus, I've decided to flex the mogging fingers once again. We're in the studio, wrapping up Act II of Love Will Tear Us To Shreds. More to come soon.
On Sunday, November 5th, 2006, I saw the best concert I have ever seen. Of any type. If any of you are going to be by a place where Joanna Newsom is playing, do yourself a favor and go see her live. She played the entirety of Ys with the help of an impressive little backing band. Words cannot describe how awesome it was. Astounding.
There were 96 bridges along the way from my childhood home in Warren County to Pittsburgh. I counted them once on my family's bi-yearly visit to my aunt's house. Oblivious to all else going on inside the blue-and-gray Ford Aerostar, I noted each bridge with a careful tick-mark in my Trapper-Keeper. The 1987 Aerostar had a unique feature for the passenger in the middle row behind the driver — a .
Sam Reviews the Criminally Underknown, Part IEd: In this series of reviews, Sam will cover bands he thinks are deserving of wider praise and recognition, but who currently wallow in the dregs of neutral to no publicity. He is adamant about his selections. You probably should heed his words. I can't guarantee your continued peace of mind if you don't.If Emmylou Harris had written OK Computer, it...
… As I said before, the cyclic nature of this album's sequencing is insidious.Let's begin at the end. Here, we find a hopeful chorus of voices enmeshed in "Row, Row, Row Your Boat"-style rounding. The round, finding its fill of aluminum and cinnamon, gives way to a crescendoing chant of "Hear all the bombs fade away." These seemingly simplistic elements lend "Sons & Daughters" an uplifting veri.
I owe a lot of where I am today to "Grant Gordy":http://www.myspace.com/grantgordy. When I came back to Fort Collins after four years on Long Island, all I had was a degree in Naval Architecture and little direction. Like many listless dreamers before me, I'd entertained the notion of starting a band.Q: Where does one begin such a quest?A: Music shops — magical places functioning much like a bu.
So we've posted the "first track":http://www.veedevice.com/mp3s/01-And_Quiet_Flows_The_Dawn.mp3 from our upcoming rock opera on our "website":http://www.veedevice.com/avdept.htm. If you like it, share it with a friend. If you hate it, give it to an enemy. If you'd rather just tell us what you think, we're open to that as well.