Archive for Tag ‘Hepatitties‘

The State of Kuwait: R.I.P. Peaches Geldof

 

From Chris Murray, fronter of many fronts, experiments, and minds – and for this purpose: The Hepatitties.

What follows are his thoughts on the passing of Peaches Geldof. The words are his own candid sentiment – a modern-day rarity – servings as the first (and, god willing, the last ) look back at a period in our collective history that is venerable, honorable, and – well – peachy:

Chris Murray:

I’m not sure what qualifies me to eulogize Peaches Geldof, other than the fact that I briefly fronted a band, The Hepatitties, for which I used various online media accounts of the young woman’s experiences, as fodder to write songs from her singular, and absolutely fascinating perspective.

As author of these songs, I suppose I do have a unique perspective, at least amongst Nashvillians, of what it might have been like to walk even a few miles in her designer pumps, to feel the evening dew thru her ink-adorned skin, to love and fuck and take needle drugs as her beautiful young synapses fire and misfire inside that lonely skull, topped with silken blonde hair…

I suppose what fascinated me with Peaches all along were these dissonances that seemed to be at the very core of her person: she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, but never hesitant to use it for melting down heroin with lemon juice. She could bed damn near any man, but chose for her first husband the ginger lead singer of ridiculous electropop/rap group, Chester French. Her face was soft and round, but usually covered in gaudy rouge, and her skin, so supple, alabaster smooth, but criss-crossed with hastily designed ink in her later years. She was an essentially conflicted, and therefor free person, it seemed to me, physically and emotionally untethered.

To me, Peaches represented a unique point on the celestial map of celebrity infatuation: not fully present in any specific time or geographical zone, but existing mostly in, propped up by the digital consciousness shared by Gawker.com readers, and perhaps more importantly, by her reliably tabloid-obsessed home country of England. Peaches gave us the mytheme that we so desperately need for meme. There can be no myth without a people to share it, after all. The fetish object is not a fetish at all, without a pervert.

The second Hepatitties EP, Banality Winkin’, explored Mrs. Geldof’s lately refined emotional sensibilities, her newfound introspection upon the birth of first born son, Astala Geldof-Cohen, as evidenced by her personal Twitter and Instagram feeds. Since the completion of this recording, Peaches gave birth to a second son, Phaedra Geldof-Cohen, and adopted two dogs: Bowgsley and another (whose name I forget,) and seemed to be further distancing herself from the hard-partying lifestyle of her late teenage years.

The Peaches Geldof of old had recently seemed to be dying in favor of a new, more “adult” version of herself. Perhaps she was just not ready to see her real self, her tabloid self, the drug-addled, occasionally chubby society plumb, wilt away on life’s pedestrian counter top.

Goodnight, Peaches. May God have mercy on us all.

 

04/07/2014

Find The Hepatitties albums for free and for sale here:

A Taste For Peaches <click!>

Banalaity Winkin’ <click!> (3rd down)

Hairpin’d & Coquettish

Back on the scene!

Now available from the Blacktooth Store and soon in all local Nashville record stores, the new EP from Hepatitties, ‘Balanlity Winkin” featuring the new EP in both stereo and mono, 3 remixes, and every demo they’ve ever done! The complete collectors edition indeed. Peaches would be proud with this crowded horse race.  Get your copy today. Yes.

Random: Fly Golden Eagle is back from their tour with Clear Plastic Masks and Banditos (it was awesome, so the legends go). Chrome Pony flexed a bit, both in town and out. More news from them soon. Majestico has a record coming out that’s not on us but that’s OK and they are working on an awesome video that holds the final resting place of some lovely ladies that we’ll show you all soon. Square People went on a little show-jaunt and watched a promoter get socked by a heroin-addict, Russel roofied himself in Mobile and came back from it more wise than we thought possible, giving us great advice which we’ll put into practice soon. Jeff gave us VHS footage, and Bill Rowe got Fly Golden Eagle to open up for Big Freedia.

In short: things are awesome. And we hope things are awesome for you, too. See you in the future primitive.

Blacktooth Records presents: A Blacktooth BBQ Bash

BLACKTOOTH BBQ BASH

The Zombie Shop

7/26/12, Grill at 6p, Music 7p-12a

$5 door, $2 Beers, $2 all you can eat, the swimming pool is free (as always)

Tunes by the following (lineup determined by drawing straws at 7. come early, stay late):

Faux Ferocious
Chrome Pony
Promised land
Banditos
Hepatitties
Denney and The Jets
Clear Plastic Masks
Fly Golden Eagle
Majestico

All the Blacktooth Gang will be there, as well as the newest Blacktooth Release (BTR-008) – playing/selling the record for the first time – Hepatitties – Banality Winkin’

 

Oh then come on.

Blacktooth Records Presents: Hepatitties – Banality Winkin’

Hepatitties “Banality Winkin’” EP Press Release

It’s been a while since we’ve heard from Peaches and the interim’s been not-too-rocky for her/for us. She’s quieted down a bit, is engaged to wed, has given birth.

Making the punk-anthemic odes to druggy lust and personal destruction of Hepatitties-past harder wrought.

So this time around, it’s all dream state/stream o’ conscious-luv and we enter into the PG unconscious. If its scary OK, but mostly we think it’s fuzzy and quaint introversion ripped open. Call it “Confessional Surrealism.” Call it a real load off.

As always, all lyrics are written from the perspective of Peaches Geldof and do not reflect the sentiments or tastes of their author.

Personnel:
Chris Murray: guitar, bass, vox
Tommy Stangroom: drums
Ben Trimble: additional guitar and vox

Streaming via thehepatitties.bandcamp.com available now thru the weekend only.

Special CD-R package containing stereo and mono mixes of the EP plus ringtones, demos and outtakes available via Blacktooth Records next week.

(Also: Square People perform tonight at Noa Noa with Hobbledeions and Les Rhinoceros.)


Po’ Me Granite

Obliged, thank you, gratitude, etc.

Here’s a “wrap-up” for you and yours via The Blacktooth Camp and co. We asked some rad people in town who we think do rad things to compile their top 5 records of the year (some released in 2011 and some they just dug the most in 2011). A diverse sprinkling, both in terms of records and choosers, it’s of interesting note that a lot of locals show up, as well as the absence (barring a few exceptions) of solely, new, released-in-2011 records. Maybe that has something to say, maybe it doesn’t.

At any rate, in addition to the top 5′s, we’ve culled together a mix from some of our favorites in town. The bands are entities that we’ve (mostly) talked about on here, one way or the other, as well as bands who’s records we’ve put out (or would like to put out. Or are in). This is a fantastic run of demos/unreleased/new songs from some of the most talented people in town (or, in the case of Dungen, who came to town):

You’ve got a Chrome Pony jam from their demo release (a song that wasn’t re-recorded for their Illegal Smiles EP); a new demo from Fly Golden Eagle; The Phantom Farmer brings hot fire, which is from Joel McAnulty’s (By Lightning) forthcoming solo release, Home On the Frequency Range: Alpha; James Wallace visits weird city with Jen Turner of Here We Go Magic; Jota Ese remixes the unflappable Mark Morrison‘s early-90′s slow jam, “Return of the Mac” and sends it straight to atonal hell; Natalie Prass shows how sexy mumbling can be on her demo of the slow, well-tempered-synth jam, “Bird of Prey”; John McSparran, puppeteer-extraordinaire, gives us a short introduction track under a misnomer (which should direct you to his very-rare project Cigarette Trees); a ghost by the name of Odessa chills all over it; the post-mortem Hepatitties give a demo from their progenitor days that never made it onto the now-cult-classic A Taste for Peaches EP;  a more sentient and palliative state is where you will find Majestico; and the nubile and raw-as-real-time-revolution men in Ranch Ghost cut a new track over at BIV town with Jitch manning the boards that acts as the auditory whiskey you add to your apple cider. (Speaking of Jitch, he recorded the Dungen-Sweedz when they came through town last year and Ben T. made it sound right.)

Download the mix after the picture below, and read on to see the top 5′s.

Nashville rules. Thank you. Seriously.

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TOP 5

Andrew Krinks (Editor, The Contributor):

Tom Waits – Bad As Me
Gillian Welch – The Harrow & the Harvest
Radiohead – The King of Limbs
James Blake – James Blake
Wilco – The Whole Love

 

Ben Trimble (Fly Golden Eagle, Majestico, Hepatitties, Blacktooth Records):

The Limiñanas – (S/T)
Brazilian Guitar Fuzz Bananas – (Compilation)
Unknown Mortal Orchestra – (S/T)
Serge Gainsborough – Les Annees Psychedeliques (1966-1971)
Natural Child – 1971

 

Sean Thompson (Nikki Lane, utility for anyone):

Michael Daves And Chris Thile – Sleep With One Eye Open
Nikki Lane – Walk Of Shame
Louvin Brothers – Satan Is Real (repress by Light In The Attic, I know, but this is a really important album that a lot more people will hear now.)
Charles “Packy” Axton – Late Late Party 1965-67 (Another Light In The Attic Repress but goddamnit this record rules.)
Kenny Vaughan – V

 

Chris Murray (Square People, Square People Jazz Maturity, Hepatitties, Toadies 2):

5. Dope Body – Nupping
4. John Maus – We Must Become the Pitless Censors of Ourselves
3. Fat Worm of Error – Broods
2. James Ferraro – Far Side Virtual/Condo Pets EP
1. LMFAO – Sorry for Party Rocking

 

Josh Habiger (Chef, The Catbird Seat):

Wugazi – 13 Chambers
tUnE yArDs – w h o k i l l
Tom Waits – Bad as Me
The Goat Rodeo Sessions
Lost in the Trees – Time Taunts Me

 

Graham Fitzpenn (Majestico):

The Mattoid – The Glory Holy
The Velvet Underground – Loaded
Bob Dylan – Desire
The Royal Greek Festival Company – Greek Folk Songs and Dances
The Breeders – Last Splash

 

Joel Macinulty (By Lightning, The Phantom Farmer, records everyone/anyone):

Matt Moody – El Baile de los Muertos
Fly Golden Eagle – Swagger
Wilco – The Whole Love
Shabazz Palaces – Black Up
Chrome Pony – Illegal Smiles

 

Richard Harper (Fly Golden Eagle, Majestico B-squad, Oh Dang Lo Mein, Hepatitties, Blacktooth Records):

Psalters – Carry the Bones
James Wallace and the Naked Light – More Strange News From Another Star
The Stepkids – (S/T)
Shabazz Palaces – Black Up
trog’low – Mellow Feats EP

Honorable mention for White Denim – D and Tinariwen – Tassili

 

John Stout (Jota Ese, Oh Dang Lo Mein, Day Old Records):

5 of my favorite albums of 2011 are:
Shlohmo – Bad Vibes
Charles Bradley – No Time For Dreaming
Samiyam – Sam Baker’s album
Blu – n o y o r k
James Blake – James Blake

5 of my favorite songs of 2011 are:

Panda Bear – “Last Night at the Jetty”
Radiohead – “Lotus Flower” (with the music video of course)
Tyler the creator – Yonkers
Gil Scott-Heron & Jamie xx – “New York is Killing Me”
Heavy cream – “Watusi”

 

John McSparran (Puppeteer, Wishing Chair Productions, Cigarette Trees):

FAVORITE ALBUMS THAT I FOUND OUT ABOUT IN 2011 (THOUGH THEY DIDN’T NECESSARILY COME OUT THEN)

1) John Adams – Nixon in China
2) The Caretaker – An Empty Bliss Beyond This World
3) Washington Phillips – Spreading the Word Through Song
4) Leonard Cohen – The Songs of Leonard Cohen
5) Mike Patton – The Solitude of Prime Numbers

 

Matt Jernigan (Chicago-based artist):

The top five albums I played loud enough from the hours of midnight – 6 am to piss off my upstairs neighbors in 2011. There’s never any particular order from midnight – 6am.

- Shabazz Palaces – Black Up
- James Ferraro – Night Dolls With Hairspray
- John Maus – We Must Become the Pitiless Censors of Ourselves
- Richard Pinhas & Merzbow – Rhizome
- Hepatitties – A Taste for Peaches

 

Tommy Stangroom (Square People Jazz Maturity, Square People, Toadies 2):

Deerhoof – Deerhoof v.s Evil
Bird Names – Metabolism (A Salute to the Energy of the Sun)
Thee Oh Sees – Carrion Crawler/The Dream
Shannon and the Clams – Sleep Talk
Hepatitties – A Taste for Peaches

James Wallace (James Wallace and the Naked Light, Heypenny?, tons o’ others?):

Best Records of 2010-2011 (Released within these years)
1. Mr. Hazelwood – The Golden Age
2. The Parting Gifts – Strychnine Dandelion
3. Matt White – Something New From America Today
4. Ballpoint Pens -Calcutta
5. Kai Welch – Send it Down

 

Andrija Tokic (The Bomb Shelter Recording Studio):

Lee Hazelwood – Cowboy In Sweden
The Hives – Tyrannosaurus Hives
Fly Golden Eagle – Swagger
The Who – A Quick One
XTC – White Music

 

Davis Watson (Filmmaker, The Kodachrome Project, Good Piping, Saul Burke on the Radio):

T. Rex – (S/T)
Bob Dylan – Nashville Skyline
Townes Van Zandt – High, Low and In Between
Paul Simon – Still Crazy After All These Years
Van Morrison – Common One


Blacktooth Warehouse Knockdead: Spots

The Home Front.

Blacktooth’s second throw-down at The Zombie Shop was an outlandish success. This year featured sets by:

Oh Dang Lo Mein\\\\

The Hepatitties\\\\

Majestico\\\\

JEFF the Brotherhood\\\\

Fly Golden Eagle\\\\

Cy Barkley\\\\

Hans Condor\\\\

 

One is tempted to ascribe the quote from Shakespeare’s Macbeth about an idiot signifying nothing when it comes to NBN/SoundLand/Sound-Town or the Nashville music “business” in general, however two other impulses/stories come to mind, and I avoid that route. My friend Michael told me a story last year during this Nashville Music Weakend. He was sitting at the bar at The End during a sold out JEFF show and next to him was his acquaintance that runs/puts on NBN/SL. JEFF made a pithy comment from the stage about NBN which provoked the NBN CEO to throw a bar stool at the wall of The End. Outraged and hurt. Fair or not.

One is reminded of Sartre’s comment regarding events in life. Either embrace it entirely and give it your best, or run and wash your hands of the situation. And if you find yourself in a situation where you can’t escape but do not agree with it, you can always kill yourself. Harsh, but probably true.

We here at Blacktooth are trying to exchange in the human currency with no ulterior motives. We try to have fun and be honest and accepting and understanding and attempt to seek out others in the same path who are obsessed and have a reciprocal fondness for the same thing. Without writing a manifesto it may be hard to understand, and seeing as I don’t believe in manifestos and am the one writing currently, you – the reader – won’t get one. Just hang out one time and you’ll probably get a sense of what wave we’re all riding (or at least which wave we aren’t riding). I’m not trying to draw lines in the sand or place my understanding of the cosmos/art/music on a higher platform – we’re all in this thing together – there are just things that exist and ways of existing that aren’t for us and we see no benefit in. That view may seem at odds with the threatening camera angles, but it’s our optic and we’re sticking to it (-ish).

Enough.

The Warehouse party is – in some way – the progenitor of our energy and the locus of our desire, certainly as far as ideas go. It was fantastic to have groups that weren’t in our immediate circle playing righteous tunes and diversifying everyone’s sounds and minds, and hopefully this was a move with which many more could be made. Many thanks to everyone who played, came out, laughed and danced. We tried to bring energy to the Nashville scene and I think all of us succeeded. Some pictures are below as well as the Blacktooth releases. GO SEE all the bands listed above. Everyone of them love it and mean it. I don’t even know if we’re all on the same page, in fact, I can almost guarantee we aren’t, but everyone hit something similar and it resonated that night. We’re going to try and compile a video and we want more pictures , so if anyone has any, send them our way.

In the words of our friend who summed the night well: Love was everywhere! That’s why the air was so fresh (terbacky smoke aside). That old maxim, “to labor in the arts for any other reason then love is prostitution” was personified by all the bands No ‘tudes, tickets, excess of cool or cameras or phones, just booze and great goddang music and people. And D E M E T R I A’s four-eyed mug.
Peace.

Oh Dang Lo Mein

Majestico

JEFF the Brotherhood

!FGE

Hans Condor

 

Here’s the Hepatitties album as well as !FGE’s:

Peaches: http://www.mediafire.com/?u0acco66etdbl1w

Swagger: http://www.mediafire.com/?qz94h6q1e4etj97

Till next time: