Punk

July 08, 2008

Joe Strummer doc on DVD

Julian Temple's Joe Strummer doc, The Future is Unwritten, which I wrote about here last year, is coming out on DVD today. Buy it, Netflix it, see it if you have a soft spot for when punk meant not just rebellion, but part of the fight for social justice.

On that note, saw Rachid Taha in Central Park on Saturday. It was the first time I'd seen him live, and it was a great show, rain and all. He is an old-school rock star for sure, raggedy and joyous. And his band is tight as the man's pants.

Rachid_taha_summerstage My favorite moment came when someone inevitably handed him an Algerian flag. He held it at arm's length, with obvious distaste, before making this conciliatory yet challenging remark: "I do not like flags, but today I make an exception." He held it for a bit distratedly, then casually tossed it by the drum kit.

Café Tacuba's singer said something similar last year (I can't find reference right now). I dig these rooted cosmopolitans challenging not just borders, but nationalism itself as a big chunk of the problem.

Oddly enough, when it came to the obvious crowd-pleaser, the cover of "Rock the Casbah," Taha's band seemed a tad less enthused than with the rest of the rollicking set, almost like they were embarrassed to pander. It's not the best of Clash songs. As a matter of fact, it's one of the lamer songs they ever did. But Taha's cover redeemed it for me. Check this performance of it with Mick Jones, whose song this clearly was  (when did Mick Jones turn into a Sheffield accountant?)

[Rachid Taha pix @ SummerStage by Houari B via Flickr]

July 03, 2008

Vallenato tonight! VBC @ Barbès

Been going to a lot of music of late, tho not bloggin' about it. What can I say? I needed a break. I promise to be more contientious, tho do please allow me a mini-vacation to turn the critical brain off once in a while.

Vbc_flyer Coming is my overview of how this is an African summer as far as I'm concerned. In the meantime, come on out tonight to Barbès to see LA vallenato jipsters Very Be Careful, who were here last year about the same time. They'll be around all weekend, playing four gigs (plus a private party) in Bklyn, Qns & downtown Manhattan. Rupture interviewed one of the guys last week in his show.

[VBC flyer via MySpace]

June 25, 2008

What happened to rock en español?

Maldita_cover The first cover piece I ever wrote (many moons ago) was for the SF Weekly, on a Mexican rock band called Maldita Vecindad, which was going on its first US tour, and on the (then) growing phenomenon of home-grown Latin American rock. This predated the marketing term "rock en español" by a couple of years.

The blooming of RNE scenes in the early to mid-90s in Latin America and the US was a heady experience to live through. I'd grown up a Dominican rockera/punk, which even in NYC made me a freak. So hearing Mexican kids worship the electric guitar and sing in DF slang felt like home.

I became part of the SF rockero scene, befriending bands, writing about them in the alternative press and in a local zine, going to every show from Berkeley Square's Rockola on Sunday nights to warehouse shows in San Jose. I even wrote a piece in Spin that claimed that RNE was one of the ten harbingers of the future in rock. 1995 was a good year.

Kinky More than a decade later, though, aside from Aterciopelados, Café Tacuba and Kinky, few Latin American bands (and no U.S. Latino bands) are known outside of a small subculture. Part of that is the fact that the U.S. music public has pretty much splintered into nothing but subcultures -- with the exceptions of globalized hip hop/pop -- but part of that was the colony collapse disorder that hit the U.S. RNE scenes starting about 1997.

What made me think about this was a recent Mun2 piece forwarded to me by Enrique Lavin trying to retrospectively analyze what happened to Latin American rock. The writer interviewed several folks who were in the trenches from the get-go, like Elena Rodrigo, who was a manager, show organizer, and worked at the first Latin rock indie in the US, Aztlán Records, and Ed Morales, who at the late, great Village Voice was like me one of a handful of Latino writers championing the "movimiento"; label peeps Tomás Cookman and Camilo Lara and other scenesters, organizers and promoters.

Their basic post-mortem is: RNE was a niche music, the term was a marketing imposition, reggaetón/hip hop is more "universal" and easier to market, the industry never properly supported the genre.

Of the comments on why U.S.-based bands never blew up the way Latin American bands did, I agree the most with Ed Morales' comment:

As much as I liked bands like Pastilla, Volumen Cero and Maria Fatal, I think the bands that developed in the U.S. didn't have as much quality and grassroots support as bands from Latin America. When bands like Caifanes, Fabulosos Cadillacs, Tacvba and Aterciopelados toured the U.S., I saw tremendous enthusiasm. I also saw them play in Latin America and there was even more enthusiasm. These bands represented the passion of Latin American kids who, for the most part, have a more difficult life than kids in the U.S. They also represent an organic part of a local Latin American culture. The U.S. bands did not represent "community" in the same way, despite their talent and passion.

Here are my dos cheles of analysis. It was basically a failure of infrastructure.

The industry: Definitely there was never the proper support, bc labels saw Latinos as a niche market, and Latin rockeros as a niche within a niche. They're just barely catching on to how big Mexican regional (another marketing invento) is. And as Morales points out, by the time RNE arrived, the major label ship had already sprung a big leak. With few exceptions (usually on public/independent radio), neither rock nor Spanish-language radio ever made any space for RNE. Only places like Tower or Ritmo Musical carried the stuff. And the mainstream music press fell into the "perpetual novelty" syndrome. Even into the early 2000s, I was asked by editors to explain that, yes, Latin Americans and Latinos listened to and made rock music.

Venues/touring: In the halcyon days of the mid-1990s, SF had several weekly/monthly spaces that booked bands from abroad and local bands. LA had even more. And NYC had a few: Brownies, the Spiral, La Kueva (which I always despised), and a couple of others. La Kueva still exists, in a seriously diminished form, and D'Antigua in Jax Hts has some shows but finding a show takes a lot of active effort. When there is a regular venue where you can expect a certain kind of show to happen, you keep up with their bills. Even in the email list/MySpace age, it takes a lot of effort to find where and when shows are in NY. Only LA really still has a vital scene. But even back then, few bands toured beyond their immediate area. Lack of venues made it difficult to put together a tour, so bands lost out on one of the tried-and-true ways to build a public.

Scenes/Audience: While there were significant regional differences, I don't entirely buy the idea that East Coast, West Coast, Miami, Chicago and TX were too dissimilar to amount to a cohesive "scene." Witness the punk/hardcore "movement" of the 80s. There were massive regional differences, yet people felt connected to a larger thing. I had that same feeling at the start of RNE (btw, I hate the term too, but it's a convenient shorthand), but I never saw the level of DIY I had seen with punx.   

Ian_mackaye Musical quality: This is a big bugaboo, which a couple of the Mun2 interviewees mention (esp. re: Pastilla, Maria Fatal, Volumen Cero). A lot of US-based bands either stayed safely within the confines of their subgenre (power pop, heavy metal) without making their music as polished as a glass marble, or took on the mestizo aesthetic (Latin American traditional rhythms plus electric guitar or ska) and never fully digested all their influences. As I think Kiko has said to me, the seams always showed. Most gave it up before making a breakthrough. Remember when Luaka Bop signed local heroes King Changó and we thought that was it? RNE needed its Malcolm McLaren, its Bernie Rhodes, its Ian MacKaye.

When people say that the Latin American groups were better, they forget that what we saw here in the US was the cream of the crop of the entire continent (that's where MTV Latin America and the Latin American subsidiaries of labels come in).

Maybe it's that old desire for "transcendence," to fit into an international market, that ends up compromising the sound/vision of the groups. I'm thinking of No Wave which was tiny, tiny movement, but some people argue was tremendously influential. (It was for me, and it did give the world Sonic Youth, though I think the claims of ultimate "importance" are a little overstated).

Are there good Latin American rock bands now? Sure. And I don't just mean the usual suspects. Are there good US-based bands? Probably, though I basically have to stumble on them online. They have ZERO industry resources available to them, since the labels have decided that the best bang for the buck is with bands from the big countries (Mexico-Colombia-Argentina) who have large national audiences, play well in other parts of Latin America and play well in the US. Never mind bands from Central America or the DR/PR, or Andean groups, eg.

Clearly, I could go on for days on this subject.

[image of Maldita's self-titled debut album via wikipedia; Kinky pix by hookm3up via flickr; Ian MacKaye pix via Aquarius Records]

June 16, 2008

The Best Tony Acceptance Speech Ever

In the Heights is, at heart, a classic old-timey Broadway musical (as I said here), and Passing Strange has a story in subject and expression closer to my sensibilities. But I was still bowled over by ItH's Best Musical win last night.

Lin_manuel_tony But the real fun in the Tony show came earlier, when show creator and star Lin Manuel Miranda accepted the award for Best Score, with what has to be one of the best speeches I've ever seen, if only because it was rapped.

Not only did he thank everyone he needed to, and name-checked lifetime award winner Stephen Sondheim's Sunday in the Park with George, but he managed to do it under the alloted time. Here it is (no videos up yet):

I used to dream about this moment, now I'm in it!
Tell the conductor to hold the 'ton a minute
I'll start with Alex Lacamoire and Bill Sherman
Kevin McCollum, Jeffrey Seller and Jill Furman
Quiara for keeping the pages turning
Tommy Kail for keeping the engine burnin'
For bein' so discernin' through every all nighter
Dr. Herbert for tellin' me "you're a writer"
I have to thank Andy Blank for every spank
Matter fact thank John Bizetti for every drink
Thank the cast and crew for having each other's backs
I don't know about God but I believe in Chris Jackson
I don't know what else I got, I'm off the dome
I know I wrote a little show about home
Mr. Sondheim, look, I made a hat
Where there never was a hat! 
It's a Latin hat at that!
Mom, Dad and Cita, I wrote a play,
Y'all came to every play
Thanks for being here today
Vanessa who still makes me breathless
Thanks for lovin' me when I was broke and makin' breakfast
And with that, I want to thank all my Latino people
This is for Abuela Risa in Puerto Rico
Thank you.

Picture_2 While it was not the sweet brown sweep one would have hoped, the two shows did well overall. In the Heights won Best Musical, Best Score, Best Choreography, and Best Orchestrations (4 out of 13), and Passing Strange won Best Book (not too shabby -- most of its seven nominations were against tough competition, primarily from ItH).

Now let's see if this opens the Great White door for more quirky shows that are not revivals, and feature brown people not playing lions in a cartoon adaptation.

UPDATE: Guanabee uploaded the video. Here it is.

[Lin Manuel photo via Broadway.com; Stew pix via Tony Awards site]

May 09, 2008

Friday Go Gos

When I first started this blog, I thought I'd stick to my public writer's persona. But slowly, my dear readers, you have been finding out about my obsessions with accordions, with lucha libre, with Kal Penn.

And now, another confession: before I was a punk, I was a preteen lover of new wave. Bow Wow Wow, Adam Ant, Depeche Mode. And no band did I love more than the Go Gos.

Listening to them recently, I was shocked at how good some of the songs in Beauty and the Beat are. I especially love "Lust to Love," "This Town" and the eternal teen heartbreak of "How Much More." God bless Jane Wieldin's guitar.

Though I didn't know it in 1982, the band had both punk and Latin roots. Under the name Dottie Danger, full-cheeked Belinda Carlisle sang for the Germs for a bit, and two of the original members of the band had suspiciously Chicano-sounding names: Margot Olaverra (bass) and Elissa Bello (drums). Any more details from your files on the Secret History of Latinos, Jim?

In the past few years, there's been more examination of the Latin role in the LA punk scene, in this book, this exhibit and this one. I've only seen the American Sabor exhibit and don't have Spitz's book. But I assure you this subject'll be part of my summer research.

So, for that punk-new wave link (and to see how nicely these gals' looks have held up), here's a recent live cover of the Ramones' "I Wanna Be Sedated." (Sorry, embedding was disabled.)

And below they perform "Has the Whole World Lost Its Head?" in Tops of the Pops in 1995. The song, which sounds like vintage Go-Gos (and that's a good thing) was one of three originals in the 1994 2-disc retrospective Return to the Valley of the Go-Go's.

¡A la lucha!

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