I Like It, I Hope You Do Too

ATTENTION. You are all on the book of face for at least 5 minutes a day.. right? Even if you hide it. Take a minute and make some dreams come true! I don’t mean those fluffy disney dreams… I mean raunchy rock’n roll dreams!!!

What we need all you wonderful music lovers to do is head on over to the EVENT PAGE, join and write  CATULLUS on the wall. Yep, that’s it. That’s all We’re asking! Of course, writing something witty is always fun, too.

Let’s take the expression “who you know, not what you know” and shove it down their throats! With the talent behind these guys and a little love from family, friends and fans we can show that those “who ya know”don’t need to be big wigs… just a whole lotta little guys!!!!!

Check out the latest from Catullus… Emma’s Dilemma mastered by Black Rock Music Productions, for all your musical needs

Also, although our wonderful brotherly friends Flux Capacitor did not get the slot at Roo, they are off touring in Europe right now. Congratulations to success overseas!! &Thanks for all those who took the time to vote vote vote!!! Much appreciated :)

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The Love Child of Prince and Bowie

Of Montreal’s show was like a time warp into an 8th grade dinner dance. Everyone was jumping up and down in merriment to blissed-out filter disco melodies as Kevin Barnes sang with languid pleasure songs heavy with poetic diction. He crafted a world rich in Greek mythology, made modern with influence of his time spent as a club kid. He brought stories of home-cooked meth and european dance parties with estranged love interests to life with his arching vocal abilities. Barnes is a true storyteller with licentious rhythm. The audience was captivated until the last second of the final encored song, demanding more without the slightest hint of exhaustion. You would never have guessed it was a Monday night in Philadelphia with the elated smiles plastered on the fans’ faces.

One of the novel aspects of an Of Montreal show is that Barnes not only plays a multitude of instruments while tantalizing eardrums with delight, he and his posse put on a performance with bizarre costumes and presumed props that without notice break out into dance to prove their existence. Barnes singing a cappella could command a large audience; belting out his tantalizing lyrics in an unnatural vocal range takes listeners on a carpet ride to ecstasy.  He could quite possibly be the supernatural love child manifested by the combined will of David Bowie and Prince—he posses their vocal talent, stage presence, and unsurpassed overall showmanship.

If you ever have the opportunity to catch an Of Montreal show—don’t hesitate! Once you step inside you are garunteed to forget the outside world for a few hours and be transported to a blitzed-out pleasure oasis where there is nothing to do but dance in a silly realm of make believe. The best part is this flamboyant crotch thrusting heartthrob will “do it soft-core if you want, but you should know that [he] prefers it both ways.”

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Philly Mainstream

Venue: Union Transfer (the old Spaghetti Factory)


Location
: 10th & Spring Garden

Cons: Put on your walking shoes if you want to escape the high price of lot parking and be prepared to meander down some shadowy streets. Don’t plan on pre-gamming in a lot full of fellow crazies.  Also, there is not a plethora of kitschy bars/restaurants to kill time in before the show, so I recommend chowing down before you park up.

Pros: Hold your breath from your car to the venue. Not that the walk is infested with foul smells, but the air inside the Union Transfer is INSANE. They have magical fairies that fly around pumping fresh oxygen into your lungs while you sing along. Seriously, the air inside the venue is rejuvenating and keeps you feeling fresh even after hours of incessant dancing.

Sound: There is not a bad spot to be in this venue, whether you are in the downstairs bar refueling; hanging out upstairs around the mezzanine; anywhere front-to-back on the dance floor; the sound system is phenomenal.

Layout: Architecturally speaking, this is the most attractive venue in Philly.  Cathedral ceilings, dark-stained wood accents, and mesmerizing full-wall stained-glass windows mix with the low ambient lighting to create an enchanting vibe.

Venue: The Electric Factory


Location
: 7th & Callowhill

Pros: The E Factory puts great names on the marquee to fulfill all genres of musical desire from hometown rock heroes Dr. Dog to British DJ Shpongle. The venue is easy to get to and parking is $10 to be in the gate or, if you have a pocket full of quarters, meter parking can be found right out front. After the show, be sure to head next door to J.D. McGillacuddy’s. They keep the party going with local artists such as Philly Funk Hustle and Flux Capcitor.

Cons: Let’s be honest. Yeah, the Factory gets great bands, but we’d all rather see them somewhere else. Getting near the stage is never an easy feat, and trying to get a bartenders attention can be just as difficult. As for smokers, forget it. If you really need to fill a craving you’ll be shoulder to shoulder with all your fellow fiends. Careful, you might get burnt.

Sound: The sound quality has been on noticeable decline over the past five years. If you are in close proximity to the stage it is loud, but not high quality. If you’re in the back or upstairs it sounds like max volume on a car stereo. Hopefully, with the competition from Union Transfer, E Factory will pour some money into an upgraded system.

Layout: Can you say bottleneck? Everyone filters in like cattle through four lines, is quickly frisked by security, and then sent through the main doors. From there it is a mad house, drinks, food, and merch are along the left side with one seemingly muddled line of impatient people, the main floor is directly in front of you, and then everyone else rushes to the right to hit one of the bars. Depending on the show, the upstairs bar might not be open, leaving everyone to fight for the attention of the downstairs bartender. Lastly, it seems as though the air in the Factory has been stagnant for years, like a cesspool of stink floating around you. As you can imagine, when the bass drop and a sold out crowd gets sweaty, the smell doesn’t get any sweeter.

Venue: The Mann Center


Location
: 52nd & Parkside

Pros: Tailgating heaven. Rolling hills of plush grass with a canopy of shade provide the perfect area for hours of pre-show partying. Bring a cooler, chairs, a Frisbee and some friends. There is nothing better than an outside concert on a beautiful summer night. Once inside, if you have lawn seats it is easy to weasel past security under the pavilion and catch a better look at the artists.

Cons: The ratio of lawn to people is uneven so don’t expect to stretch out and relax, but rather get close and comfortable with the people around you. The cement pillars are not something you want to get stuck behind; there are no large monitors to show you what you are missing.

Sound: The acoustics aren’t great. The Mann is more geared toward setting than sound.

Layout: The bathrooms and bars are at a distance from where the audience goes to enjoy the show, but on a nice night a little stroll isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

Vaa-Vaa-Voom or Da-Da-Doom?

 

Long lines had this bizarre subculture hype with anticipation. The smell of date rape filled the air as underage girls ran rampant in tight neon bras and black spankies equipped with fishnet stockings—leaving nothing to the imagination. God spilt his tool box on Temple’s campus on April 20th, allowing bros to stampede the streets in search of meat.As Lorin took the stage and dropped the first buzz of inundating bass, all the fist pumping drones grabbed the closest smut on which they could grind their molly-made-flaccid members raw.

inside the liacorous center 4/20/12

5 years ago Dub was just gaining fuel as its own underground culture, made of ravers and jam band enthusiasts who were looking for something new. Now, a music that was like a naughty escape that you kept like a dirty secret has been commercialized—flooding the mainstream electronica scene and taking no prisoners.

 

They’re just too young. It was bad on Temple’s part, or who ever was in charge of the decision to make this an all ages show. Pubescent kids cliff dove from innocence directly into the serpent’s mouth, indulging in a poisonous feast of forbidden fruit, manifesting false knowledge of enlightenment.

This misinterpreting of spirituality is not the blame of Lorin, the man behind Bassnectar, but the infamous Molly and her wicked misguiding. The commerciality that has weeded itself within this subculture seeks to suck all the previously good-intended messages of brotherhood, humanity, spirituality, and unity.

These ideals—still rooted in the music—are dehydrated and gasping with dried mouth. This is why water is so god damn important to this scene, both metaphorically and realistically. The body and mind need water; they crave it. It is the savior to those who are overcome with thirst unfortunately try to quench it by other means.

Molly dehydrates audiences—mentally and physically. It is because of this that Lorin created the BNF. During his performances they seek to provide concert goers with water for free, since the capitalist nature of most venues hoard this necessity offering it only in unnatural containters and at obscene prices.

Kids spend their money on drugs and forgo what they really need like, “high quality H20.” It really says something about Lorin’s intent that he offers this free service to his loyal fans. He sees the degrdation and increasing fatigue of misguided youths and seeks to rejuvinate them, and does so with a background of deep penetrating bass lines and glitzed-out light shows.

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Everyone needs to boogie on over to VOTE for our wonderfully talented tasty friends FLUX CAPACITOR!! They have the amazing opportunity to play at BONNAROO Music & Arts Festival, but they need your help!! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!!?!

http://youtu.be/LrWO65cjhE0

SUPPORT FLUX

Building an Army—of AWESOME

Few heavy hitters dodged the All Good draft for this summer’s festival. All Good announces the addition of:

CONSPIRATOR– Spawned from the Biscuits, Conspirator has a fresh electronica live jam sound. They keep you on your toes and NEVER play the same song twice. Their tracks are always evolving through new techniques.

GREENSKY BLUEGRASS– A little bit of country rasp mixed with a banjo that will sweep you off your feet– perfect for dancing around in the afternoon sun

BIG GIGANTIC- be prepared to have your mind bent into parallel universes while your body is dropping to the thunderous beat–this is eclectic mix of electronic, hip-hop, and dance will have you begging for more in the moonlight

YONDER MOUNTAIN STRING BAND– The absolute best mid-day show. There is not a better band to wipe the sleep out of your eyes and thrust you into round two. Bring some cowboy boots, a floppy hat–ladies a flowing skirt– and be ready to dance through the crowd– these guys won’t let you stand still with their epic banjo and string melodies– they have broken away from the standards of bluegrass and pioneered their unique sound

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Be You, Be You, Be You…. Don’t Be Me

The best way to understand a band is to observe them in their most natural habitat; their studio. This is where they are comfortable, stripped-down—raw. A practice studio is the sacred place where ideas are birthed and nurtured before they are developed into finished pieces of music. This is where passion can turn to frustration or anger, and then in an instant be transformed into inspiration and excitement.
For Catullus, a ‘one-way’ road sign hangs on the wall of their studio. It emulates the route of a tragedy that was transcended by passion, one direction that five zealous musicians are traveling in, one-way to innovation—the path of passion and striving for perfection of an art.  A chalkboard filled with time changes, set lists, and chord progressions covers the adjacent wall; proof of an eagerness. The encouraging eyes of musical legends rest within iconic pictures on the other walls, fueling their aspirations.

After a brief lockdown in the studio, the former Tragics, Andrew Meehan, Chris Bailey, Mike Hoffman, and Mike “Spawn” Fazekus decided to take advice from their lyrics, “be you, be you, be you… don’t be me.” They dropped their melodramatic name, emerging back onto the local scene as Catullus, with the addition of effervescent percussionist Anthony Zinno.
Passion is the elixir of Catullus—it’s not the money, fame or getting tail. While getting paid and getting laid are definite bonuses, and the possibility for hitting the big time is any musicians dream, these band-mates truly get off to music. The energy they put into their jams emanates not just through their instruments, but they exude it out of every pore of their bodies. It is exuberance… an elated exchange; like an all-encompassing deep breath.

The flowing connection between these guys transcends their friendship and is easily observed watching them play. A quick glance, lips curl into a smile—synchronized—it’s all spot on. Confidence exudes, the music swallows them, and they become completely consumed. An exchange between Bailey and Hoffman when they vocalize faultless harmonies, from Bailey to Meehan for weaving twelve-year-old-virgin-tight melodies, and then between Spawn and Zinno, when they massage your mind with their effortless flow of beats, this percussion duo is like two passionate dancers moving in a unique unison and finally from Spawn to Bailey, when they manifest a sexy bass line, playing off of each other in a symbiosis of energy.
These moments are constant between Catullus members—in practice, at acoustic night/open mics and oin front of the audience. After hitting it extra hard in practice they perfected a new track, “Oddities.” It does to your ears what a puzzle does to your eyes—at first glance you see a complete image and then as you zoom in to each individual musician you hear the complexity of their melodies like a mother fuckin’ Monet.
Make sure to catch Catullus at one of their upcoming shows!!!
  • Wednesday April 11th at the Grape Room in Manayunk, PA
  • Saturday April 27th at the Digable Arts Fest @ the Monroe Performing Center for the Arts in Hoboken, NJ
  • Saturday April 28th with Dirk Quinn Band @ the Pickering Creek in Phoenixville, PA
  • Friday May 4th with Fikus and Novelectro at the Note in West Chester, PA
  • Saturday May 19th at the Dogwood Festival in Phoenixville, PA
  • Thursday June 7th at Justin’s in Skippack. PA
  • Saturday June 30th at Opple Topple Music Festival in Springtown, PA
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“Now We’re Up in the Big Leagues”

The nippley March air was charged with electricity Saturday night, March 10th as leather-jacketed fans threw back a few beers in Philadelphia’s Wells Fargo parking lot before heading into the sold out Black Keys show. That’s right, the bluesy rock duo from Akron, Ohio had 14,864 disciples fill an arena usually sold-out by music legends like Roger Waters, Paul McCartney and Elton John.

Almost like a two-for-one deal, the UK’s indie-rock phenomena Arctic Monkeys was the opener. They played a variety of their chart-topping songs from their 4-album discography, including “This House is a Circus,” “I Bet You Look Good on the Dance Floor,” and their new single “R U Mine.” As energy levels began to rise and the flannelled fans grew anxious, the English rockers took a bow and gave their thick-accented parting words, “Thanks for ‘avin’ us, Philly, enjoy the Black Keys!”

After a tense twenty minutes of cigarette smoking and bar-rushing, the Black Keys took control of the audience with “Howlin’ For You.” As they transitioned into “Next Girl” the entire floor section raged, silhouetted against the bright stage. The set-up was simple; there was a large backdrop boasting black and white video and three minimalist old-Hollywood style light rigs. They didn’t over-do it with blinding light shows, pyrotechnics, or gimmicks; just the raw soulful music you’d expect from the Black Keys. Guitarist/vocalist Dan Auerbach and drummer Patrick Carney proved they have the exuberant charisma and prolific sound needed to captivate the large-scale audiences of this tour.  To fully satiate the arena with their Grammy-winning, chart-topping sound, touring instrumentalists Gus Seyffret and John Wood provide the extra fullness of bass, keyboard, and slide guitar.

After almost two hours of passionate guitar riffs and reverberant drumming the Keys polished off the show with their newly famed single, “Lonely Boy” then stadium went black. The soft blue glow of cell phone screens quickly illuminated the audience, and they demanded an encore. Within minutes, a disco ball of epic proportions was lowered from the ceiling—sending a chill throughout the arena as if it were suddenly transformed into a snow-globe. The Black Keys encored with “Everlasting Light,” “She’s Long Gone,” and one of my personal favorites, “I Got Mine,” from the album Attack & Release.

Musically, the Keys kicked some serious ass. But, having seen them in a more intimate setting during their 2009 Attack & Release tour, I have to say that there is a loss of magic in the vastness of the large-scale venue. The single-file stadium seating is disenchanting, limiting the connectedness of fans that would normally be dancing all together. If you’re going to catch a show on this tour I highly recommend getting floor tickets. You want to be down in the thick of sweat and shaking-asses to really absorb the vivacious energy Dan and Patrick exude.

Setlist:
Howlin’ for You
Next Girl
Run Right Back
Same Old Thing
Dead and Gone
Gold on the Ceiling
Thickfreakness
Girl Is On My Mind
I’ll Be Your Man
Your Touch
Little Black Submarines
Money Maker
Strange Times
Chop and Change
Nova Baby
Ten Cent Pistol
Tighten Up
Lonely Boy
Encore:
Everlasting Light
She’s Long Gone
I Got Mine

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Conspiring Intimately

Thursday, March 8th was an ideal night to spend in the quaint little town of West Chester. The Note, notorious music venue, was hosting a menagerie of musical entertainment. Flux Capacitor, a fan favorite, started out the night with their innovative, energetic style that never gets tiring with their improvisational flair. Following the intrinsic sounds of Flux was Binary Bits, composer/producer Zach Catarelli from Philadelphia. He vitalized the audience with his smooth, synth heavy, space beats; a perfect pregame for what was next.

After much anticipation a felicitous little crowd of about 50 gathered on the dance floor ready to be set free. As soon as Conspirator took the stage muscles began to tense. When the first beat dropped and the bass resonated out, the crowd ignited like a wildfire dancing to the howl of the wind. The high energy billowed off stage into the crowd and innovative drumming was like hypnosis. After two hours of bouncing bodies, twisting glow sticks, and entranced heads, the show was over as quickly as it began. Having the opportunity to see such a vibrant talent play in such an intimate venue is a rare treat; their next show in Philadelphia is April 27th at the Trocadero.

Conspirator began as an experimental side project of Disco Biscuits’ bass player Marc Brownstein and keyboardist Aron Magner, along with the New York producer DJ Omen in 2004. After amassing the talent of prodigal guitarist Chris Michetti, and a rotation of some of the scene’s most innovative drummers, such as Darren Shearer of the New Deal and Mike Greenfield of Lotus, a new life was birthed onto the electronica scene. Like a breath of fresh air, these musicians created an entity that can no longer be shrugged-off as a mere side project. This mosaic of talent creates Conspirator’s zealous vibe that has become an elixir for ragers across the nation. They will be playing at Electric Forest, Camp Bisco, All Good, and many other big festivals this summer, keep an eye out!

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March Madness

Who has hours to waste watching college basketball teams like Villanova, who just continuously disappoint, when there is great music to be experienced!? March Madness is in full force with back to back weekends of jam packed must-see shows and tour announcements.

PHISH ANNOUNCES SUMMER TOUR!!!!!!!!

Let the hysteria of nutty phish fans ensue as we prepare for the trifecta of shows coming our way…

Bader Field, Atlantic City — June 14th, 15th, and 16th

Trey always does it up a little special when he’s in New Jersey, if you miss it you’ll cry. You’ll probably weep a little at the show as well –between the New Jersey air and the legendary sounds of Phish–

MUST SEE — MARCH MUSIC SCHEDULE

March 1st - Flux Capacitor and Catullus @ Reverb in Reading

March 2nd – Pyschedelphia @ the Pickering Creek in Phoenixville

March 9th – Conspirator w/ Flux Capacitor @ the Note in West Chester

March 10th - Black Keys @ the Wachovia Center

March 17th – Perpetual Groove @ the Blockley

March 24th & 25th - Dr. Dog @ the Electric Factory

March 30th – Delta Spirit @ the Union Transfer

March 31st - Shpongle Masquerade @ the Electric Factory

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