Single Of The Week: “Money Honey” by Zelma Stone

There is something lovely about a song that takes a subtly builds up over a tight four minutes. “Money Honey” by Zelma Stone is one of those songs… It starts gentle, sparse, delicate. By the end, you find yourself bathed in the ferocity of layers of electric guitar. It’s a stunner of a track. One that sort of tricks you into a journey that you don’t know you’re taking, and I love it. 

“Money Honey” can be found in all the usual places, depending on how you prefer to take in music. Stone’s latest full record, The Best, can be picked up at Bandcamp. And for those of you that feel good about indoor shows, our good friends at The Chapel (who have been killing it in the COVID safety department) will be presenting her alongside Andrew St James, French Cassettes, and more on Thursday, September 9th, as part of the first “in-person” Fast Times since February 2020. Tickets are available here

SF Sketchfest 20th Anniversary Dates Announced!

GOOD NEWS! Our good friends at SF Sketchfest decided NOT to try to squeeze yet another festival into the hyper-crowded Fall 2021 space. Instead, they are coming back next year for their usual “just after the frenzy of the holidays are over and just before work gets busy again” slot in mid-January. Specifically, January 7th – 23rd. This is extra exciting because it’s their 20th installment of the event, and one can assume that it will be a little apeshit. 

If you are a comic / sketch troupe / audacious soul, they are accepting submissions here. However, it appears Scott Baio and Ricky Schroeder probably shouldn’t apply because SF requires all attendees, performers, and staff to show proof of vaccination. So if you want to enjoy the 20th SF Sketchfest, please, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, GET VACCINATED!!! It’s free. They are effective. And I’m so sick of me having to put COVID disclaimers on EVERYTHING. 

Show Review: Rise Against + Descendents, Masonic Auditorium, San Francisco, 8/22/2021

Photos and review by: Alan Ralph @ARPhotoSF

The first show of the final week of Rise Against‘s Nowhere Generation tour was also the first show at the Masonic Auditorium in 543 days (since February 27, 2020)!  Many precautions were taken, both by the band and by the venue, to ensure that this day would happen.  Proof of vaccination or vaccine cards were required and checked upon entry, band crew and local stagehands were masked, an audience mask policy was also in effect (although at least half were unmasked, even as they entered the building), the bar and merchandise appeared to be mostly cashless with contactless point-of-sale card readers, and even the ticketing happened through a mobile phone app (although we scored a real one!).

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Film Review: “The Night House”

Hall’s performance, ample scares make this House worth visiting

Beth (Rebecca Hall) is in her house, at night.

Halloween is still over two months away, but since decorations and candy are already on the CVS shelves, we may as well be treated to a late summer horror movie release, too. That comes to us today in the form of The Night House, a somewhat uneven but mostly enjoyable frightening picture that’s also a terrific showcase for actress Rebecca Hall.

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Single Of The Week: “Quiet On Set” by Remi Wolf

There aren’t a lot of pure expressions of silliness these days. Remi Wolf gifted us with this enjoyable track that takes a throwback “new jack swing” groove over stream of consciousness musings making for the perfect antidote for the shitstorm that is this modern world. I kinda love fun for the sake of fun sometimes.

“Quiet On Set” is out now in all of the usual places. Remi’s debut album, Juno, is coming your way on October 15th and can be presaved/preordered here. Also she’s got a handful of fall tour dates that you still have time to vaxx up for so you can go!

Show Review: Korn + Staind, MidFlorida Credit Union Amphitheatre, Tampa, 8/07/2021

Photos and review by: Alan Ralph @ARPhotoSF

After the first couple months of 2020, as the music industry began to shutdown due to a worldwide pandemic, Korn was one of the few bands still on the road that was lucky enough to not have had the remainder of their tour cancelled.  Staind didn’t have to worry at all about that, as they have been on an extended hiatus, aside from a handful of shows and festivals here and there that they reconvened for.  This show at MidFlorida Credit Union Amphitheatre was the second stop of their current summer tour together as co-headliners.

Spinning Platters had to get creative at the last minute to photograph and review this show as our press request was not replied to due to a publicist change (Korn) and press access was retracted due to growing COVID concerns (Staind).  Thankfully, Live Nation had their annual summer $20 lawn ticket special the week prior, and since our metal music writer + photographer (who has been in Florida for most of 2021) is a seasoned concert veteran, he was smart enough to know to bring a decent camera without a detachable lens (Nikon Coolpix P80), and was cunning enough to know how to sneak on down to the main floor in order to get these photos (they are definitely not as good as what we usually get from the Canon DSLR)!

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Single of the Week: “Rabbit” by Kills Birds

I’ll be frank with you… I’m not specifically a fan of Dave Grohl. I love Nirvana, don’t get me wrong, but I find the Foo Fighters to be, well, boring. So I found it hard to force myself to listen to Kills Birds, a little band from LA that Grohl has been championing, down to inviting them to record in his personal recording studio. So, I bit my tongue and put on “Rabbit,” expecting to hate it. Instead, I fell in love! This song is so heavy and claustrophobic and intense and it’s just plain fucking great. And, yes, the f-word is necessary. Do you love Savages and X-Ray Spex? Do you not know what I’m talking about there, but love loud? This is a track for you!

“Rabbit” can be enjoyed in all of the usual places. And, if you want more, their sophomore album Married is due out on November 12th and can be preordered/presaved now so you don’t forget in November. Especially since this is likely to be your first Thanksgiving with family this decade, and something loud will be nice to escape into after that tension. Looking for more catharsis? Make sure you get vaccinated so you can enjoy their fall tour with Sleigh Bells! 

Film Review: “Annette”

Driver, Cotillard can’t save dispiriting, tedious rock opera 

Ann (Marion Cotillard) and Henry (Adam Driver) walk and talk (er, sing).

If you heard Adam Driver belt out “Being Alive” in Marriage Story two years ago and thought to yourself, “Wow, I sure wish I could hear Adam Driver sing more,” well then you’re in luck. The musical Annette opens today, and Driver warbles his way throughout, so if you’re into that, go check it out. But for the rest of us, be warned: this overly long, joyless rock opera is no fun, and a chore to sit through.

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Book Review: “You Are Beautiful and You Are Alone: The Biography of Nico” by Jennifer Otter Bickerdike

The year 2021 is shaping up to be a pretty solid one for fans of The Velvet Underground. In the next few months, we will see Velvet Goldmine director Todd Haynes’ long-awaited documentary The Velvet Underground hit streaming platforms as well as an indie-rock star-studded tribute to The Velvet Underground & Nico called I’ll Be Your Mirror featuring literally everyone you are thinking of right now that would participate in a project like this. This year is also giving us a brand new biography of the life of Christa Päffgen, better known as Nico. 

You Are Beautiful and You Are Alone: The Biography of Nico, out now in the UK and coming out August 10th from Hachette Books in the US and Canada, isn’t the first book on Nico. Far from it. But it’s the first book to tell the entire story of Nico, from birth to death, without condescension or sensationalization. 

Writer Jennifer Otter Bickerdike presents her hypothesis early on- while male artists who struggle with addiction and mental health issues are often deified, female artists who deal with similar issues are often mocked and disrespected by the public and press. It’s impressive that, over the course of 512 pages and 49 years of life, the book never veers from that hypothesis. 

The book begins in Germany in 1938, presenting the most detailed account of life under Hitler for your average family, as well as what it was like to raise a family as a single parent after the war. The writer doesn’t shy away from the fact that Päffgen’s father fought on the side of the Nazis but also sympathizes with the kind of poverty and desperation felt by the survivors during this tumultuous time in Germany. This pain early on helped forge the “Nico” identity. 

The book explores Nico’s time as a teenage model, becoming the “it” girl at a young age. We learn about her desire to create avant-garde art that introduces her to Andy Warhol, who in turn introduces her to The Velvet Underground, convincing the band to let her join. (Spoiler: The band was not happy about this) 

Throughout this story, we are introduced to a surprising array of celebrities with ties to Nico, some of whom she dated and some she didn’t. The writer is careful not to paint Nico as someone who “slept her way to the top,” but instead explains which partners helped encourage her and which ones were less than great to her. Without much detail, both Jim Morrison and Iggy Pop come off as class acts, while Brian Jones and Jackson Browne made for less kind partnerships. And Lou Reed is probably the biggest asshole of all. 

Despite how significant her time with The Velvet Underground is in our awareness of Nico, the book spends very few pages on her time in the band. Possibly because it amounted to less than a year of her life, her most famous solo record, Chelsea Girl, is also glossed over to make room for exploring her lengthy solo catalog. During that time, we watch a woman struggle to make a living as an artist while people seem to be hyper-focused on her looks. Her struggle for credibility takes her on a road of addiction and, in her mind, doing whatever she could to not present as “pretty” in order to be taken seriously. 

The book is a stunning portrait of a conflicted artist that I personally knew very little about before reading this book. It’s a deeply engaging, well written, and well paced book that I enjoyed immensely and may even read again soon. 

Film Review: “The Suicide Squad”

DC brings a Gunn to a knife fight

The Suicide Squad
One of six (or seven) team poses in the movie.

DC, which obviously stands for Demolition Crew due to their incessant need to destroy CGI buildings in each film they release…. Oh, wait, it stands for Detective Comics? Ah. Well, in that case, they have a lot of repairing to do, both to their brand and to their movies, which have suffered from every production snafu, PR mess, and critical upheaval possible in the last decade. With the exception of the first Wonder Woman film in 2017, and delightful detours with Shazam! and Birds of Prey, the headlining slate of Batman, Superman, and Justice League-related films have been atrocious, including 2016’s Suicide Squad. Thankfully, The Suicide Squad (emphasis on ‘The’) pulls no punches as it blows up any trace of the previous film’s legacy. It’s a fun movie that requires no homework; you can enter the theater a DC expert or fresh-faced, and Suicide Squad provides a gory good time at the movies. Sure, it’s too long. Sure, its middle third is boring, forgettable, and obnoxiously sullen. Nevertheless, Director James Gunn has infused a sense of silly violent fun that studio rivals over at Marvel have been employing for over a decade, and which DC has been incapable of featuring until now (note: Birds of Prey was actually a better, under-appreciated righting of the ship). The Suicide Squad is not perfect, but it’s a helluva good time.

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