I was looking back through some of the older Art Punk Band reviews as I was posting the new albums today. Here are three of my favorite write-ups around the time our jamendo site really started to get going (thanks Dr. T!).
Another Goddamn Music Blog
FrostClick Blog
Free Albums Galore Blog
And thanks to the authors of the above blogs. We've got a bunch more albums now guys!
The Art Punk Band
Peace,
David
1/22/11
2011? The 20th teens?
Well, here it is. We are preteens once more. I hope we don't have to go through puberty again.
If the last decade was called The Oughts, then I guess we have moved onto The Ought-Nots. (Note To Self: The Ought-Nots is a Good Band Name).
I turned over the new year in style. During the course of the last week of 2010 and the first few days in 2011 I walked some familiar streets in both Boston and NYC, and some unfamiliar ones in Philly: the city of brotherly love. I also spent time up in Caz Woods, but am now resting comfortably back on my island. Yes, Nantucket is mine!
By the way, snow on the beach? -- one of the trippy-est things I have ever seen. I told myself that I would go swimming at least once a month while I was here. This hasn't gone as planned. A couple people said I was crazy, plus it's just too damn cold so my last dip was in November. Oh well... the blue salt of the graceful Atlantic will warm once again. Then I'm be back!: visiting mistress ocean at the witching hour every night.
A thought I wanted to share came from being in a variety of different places in such a short time frame this holiday season. Recently, as I was walking those city streets (Boston and NYC) I felt very much in my element, at home even. I figured it was because I had lived in those places before. Of course, I felt the same thing in my hometown of Cazenovia, but it was slightly different. I was still wondering what this was all about when I rolled into Philly to see some friends of mine. I got the same at ease feeling from the Philadelphian streets. This served to confuse me further seeing as how this was only my second time in that particular city. I believe now that I don't miss Boston or NYC themselves, but a more urban environment in general. Hell, the car noise of Philly was enough for me to sleep easy. Granted, I have been falling asleep to the sound of the ocean (and a couple oxen) for the past six months, so maybe traffic noise and the sound of the waves are similar enough for my subconscious, but I think there is something more. There is a level of anonymity in cities that simply doesn't exist other places. At my house on the island, as with the road that separates Caz Woods from the Caz Swamp, if you see a car late at night you instinctively want to know what the hell they are doing up so late and in your neck of the woods. The converse must also be true: If they see you from their cars, they must wonder, what you are doing wondering around in the woods or on the beach at such an hour. Should we call someone? Suspicious activity spotted! Release the hounds! I have a flare gun in the trunk! What's the number for 911? Who knows what they're thinking. All of the above perhaps...
In the city it's completely different. With so many cars coming and going at any given time no one cares who you are or what you are doing. I like that for some reason... when people mind their business, cause people should do that... mind their business... dagnabit.
Anywayz, hope 2011 is doing good for all-ya-alls. I got no complaints yet.
Peace&Luv,
ThaBaron
If the last decade was called The Oughts, then I guess we have moved onto The Ought-Nots. (Note To Self: The Ought-Nots is a Good Band Name).
I turned over the new year in style. During the course of the last week of 2010 and the first few days in 2011 I walked some familiar streets in both Boston and NYC, and some unfamiliar ones in Philly: the city of brotherly love. I also spent time up in Caz Woods, but am now resting comfortably back on my island. Yes, Nantucket is mine!
By the way, snow on the beach? -- one of the trippy-est things I have ever seen. I told myself that I would go swimming at least once a month while I was here. This hasn't gone as planned. A couple people said I was crazy, plus it's just too damn cold so my last dip was in November. Oh well... the blue salt of the graceful Atlantic will warm once again. Then I'm be back!: visiting mistress ocean at the witching hour every night.
A thought I wanted to share came from being in a variety of different places in such a short time frame this holiday season. Recently, as I was walking those city streets (Boston and NYC) I felt very much in my element, at home even. I figured it was because I had lived in those places before. Of course, I felt the same thing in my hometown of Cazenovia, but it was slightly different. I was still wondering what this was all about when I rolled into Philly to see some friends of mine. I got the same at ease feeling from the Philadelphian streets. This served to confuse me further seeing as how this was only my second time in that particular city. I believe now that I don't miss Boston or NYC themselves, but a more urban environment in general. Hell, the car noise of Philly was enough for me to sleep easy. Granted, I have been falling asleep to the sound of the ocean (and a couple oxen) for the past six months, so maybe traffic noise and the sound of the waves are similar enough for my subconscious, but I think there is something more. There is a level of anonymity in cities that simply doesn't exist other places. At my house on the island, as with the road that separates Caz Woods from the Caz Swamp, if you see a car late at night you instinctively want to know what the hell they are doing up so late and in your neck of the woods. The converse must also be true: If they see you from their cars, they must wonder, what you are doing wondering around in the woods or on the beach at such an hour. Should we call someone? Suspicious activity spotted! Release the hounds! I have a flare gun in the trunk! What's the number for 911? Who knows what they're thinking. All of the above perhaps...
In the city it's completely different. With so many cars coming and going at any given time no one cares who you are or what you are doing. I like that for some reason... when people mind their business, cause people should do that... mind their business... dagnabit.
Anywayz, hope 2011 is doing good for all-ya-alls. I got no complaints yet.
Peace&Luv,
ThaBaron
And Finally
Here is God & Country (our latest release).
There is a new album going up soon. It's done except for the album art. So stay tuned for such instant classics as To Be A Worm, Drunk As Can Be, and Doom Generation.
There is a new album going up soon. It's done except for the album art. So stay tuned for such instant classics as To Be A Worm, Drunk As Can Be, and Doom Generation.
Lot's o' new MUZAK
More music to check out from The Art Punk Band... and more soon to come. So check it out, or live with regret 4ever.
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