Thursday, June 21, 2007


If you’re the type of fancy dude or dudette who constantly sips their soda with your pinky upturned, it’s more than likely you’ve hoid of Houston, Texas’ Susan Alcorn. The woman has played her pedal steel beside such high falootin’ types as Chris Cutler and Pauline Oliveros while harvesting praise from publications way more glossy than this virtual one. The Olde English Spelling Bee label has just released a super deluxe gate folded vinyl beauty of some of her solo pedal steel work entitled ‘And I Await (The Resurrection of the Pedal Steel Guitar)’ and it’s certainly the finest late night record we (me and the couch) have heard all year. Previous recordings I’ve heard of her were in a group setting and although they were pretty exhilarating, I didn’t really get a full grasp on what she was saying with her instrument. Stripped of the previous surroundings, Alcorn takes full advantage of her solitude and produces sounds from her instrument that poke and bubble and sit and breathe with intense pregnancy that can only come from someone who actually knows how to play her instrument. She certainly ain’t no noisenik cooking up a buncha bullshit so she can rub elbows at the next No Fun Fest, that’s for sure. Throughout the whole disc, the roots of the pedal steel that Alcorn has devoured playing in C&W pick-up bands throughout her hometown can be heard poking its’ head through all the (cough…splutter) ‘experimentation’. Has there been a bookend in weird pedal steel records since Red Rhode’s ‘Velvet Hammer In A Cowboy Band’? Can this be it? Cool! I’m glad we can agree on something….Rest assured, next time I drive that snaky stretch of 84 leading into Taos, I’ll have this seeping out of the rental car speakers to lead me directly into the sun that leads to oblivion.
P.S. -- Believe it or not, no drugs were taken in the making of this review.

To get this direct from OESB, contact them at --
Fusetron’s got some copies too --
For more info on Susan Alcorn --
Also, if you’re in the NYC area tonight, check this out. Should be a happy good time --
I could write something real biting right now as a closing line and make it out like it's not directed at anyone in particular like I normally do, but I won't. Let's just say the farther I stay away from warehouses fulla trustfund kids being raped by Todd P, older losers dressed as the 'hipster weirdo' on 'Friends', and bands who play 50 times a month, the better...let's just say that. Hmm...maybe I shouldn't of said that. Oh well...

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

BLUES CONTROL (Personal friends of Choke on MySpace)
WARMER MILKS (From LeXXXington, Kentucky)
WEIRDING MODULE (Skinhead noise like the old days of The Anthrax)
NONHORSE (Yarn X Edge)
8 PM
Silent Barn 915 Wyckoff Ave, Ridgewood NYC L to Halsey or M to Myrtle/Wyckoff

And for you non-NYC dwelling types (Lucky bastards) check out the Warmer Milks on tour as they put their fucking Straight Edge in your face….
June 14th @ Montague Bookmill in the fucking woods of Massatwoshits with XX MV/EE XX & XCharlambidesX (Matt Valentine = Harder than Mike Judge)
June 15th @ Twisted Village in the home of the Edge with SUNBURNED HAND OF THE MAN
June 16th in Baltimore most likely not with either Law & Order or The Bullocks
June 17th @ Whorehouse Next Door in the false home of the Edge
June 18th @ Twisted Branch in Charolttesville, Virginia with Neddy “Paint Cans” Oldham
June 19th @ Café Bourbon in Columbus (Café Bourbon…what a lame name for a club…how ‘bout Café Edge?)
Those kids will have merch out the ass for you…Hooded tank tops, CDR’s with X’s plastered all over ‘em, etc. Buy them all and stay On Edge….

200LBU TOP 10 As of Right Now…
1)The very existence of Mark Perry
2)’Grandma’s Boy’
3)The Cotton lp looking like a bad sXe record from the early 90’s
4)Violent Minds ‘Eyes of Death’ is out…REPEAT OUT!!!
5)Jim Ford
6)Pecca Records
7)The re-discovery of Quiver
8)Peace & quiet due to the filming of ‘Baby Daddy’ on my block (I couldn’t make this shit up if I tried)
9)D.Y.S interview in Forced Exposure #5
10)’What were you expecting? ‘B.J.’