jueves, 20 de septiembre de 2012

Radiohead live at the Quarry of St Triphon – Live Report

After nearly two months off the road, Radiohead are back on stage tonight in Switzerland. The band are playing a pretty unique venue – the Quarry of St Triphon in the Canton de Vaud. Tonight’s show is the first of the rescheduled European shows that were canceled earlier this summer after the accident in Toronto.

Tonight’s lineup includes both Caribou and Four Tet so it should be a great night. We’ll do our best to bring you the selist live but it might be a bit difficult today. We’ve also recently updated the 2012 Tour Songs page to include every show of the year; check it out if you’re a stat nerd. And, as always, follow us at @RadioheadLive for all the latest setlist info.

Unfortunately, Four Tet had to cancel tonight but Thom stepped in and DJ’d for a while.

Setlist
01 Lotus Flower
02 Bloom
03 15 Step
04 Weird Fishes/Arpeggi
05 Kid A
06 Morning Mr Magpie
07 There There
08 The Gloaming
09 Separator
10 Pyramid Song
11 Nude
12 Staircase
13 Paranoid Android
14 Feral
15 Little By Little
16 Idioteque
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17 Climbing Up The Walls
18 The Daily Mail
19 Myxomatosis
20 Reckoner
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21 Identikit
22 Everything In Its Right Place



sábado, 1 de septiembre de 2012

Part 1 of Coachella Festival Wraps Up With Few Surprises

Damon Winter/The New York TimesA member of Pulp performing on Friday at the Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival in Indio, Calif. More Photos »

INDIO, Calif. — Well, in the end it’s a business. But so it is at the beginning, and in the middle.

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An ambient question about the three-day Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival, which ended on Sunday — or did it? — was whether the knowledge that it would be repeated exactly one week later in the same place and in the same order might alter the minute-by-minute feeling of it. You know, make it less special. Take away its aura. Does Coachella have an aura? It did once.

At large destination pop festivals, impressive surprises are experienced as acts of generosity: a balloon rising into the vast desert sky, a three-hour set. This is what unites large numbers of people and makes them feel innocent. Not the weekend’s quick-stop onstage guest appearances, from macro (Rihanna with Calvin Harris, Usher with David Guetta) to micro (the weirdo rapper Gonjasufi with the Los Angeles D.J. Gaslamp Killer).

Moments like those are as much for celebrity blogs and YouTube clips as they are for music fans. They don’t make you, standing in the crowd, feel particularly innocent. This year more than ever, the sets felt like jobs with a bit more self-promotional energy. I don’t remember a lot of shared awe. Will the surprises be better next weekend? Who knows, but it’s unlikely, with much less news media present.

This festival was founded 12 years ago on the premise of indie rock, which is, or has at times been, an art of innocence and skepticism — in other words, ideals. It’s grown out of that to become a festival of popular and semi-popular North American, English-language noncountry music, a megamart of sound for college kids.

It’s strong on Grammy winners, breakout acts from South by Southwest and the CMJ festival from a year or two ago, and, at this point, second-tier reunions. And dance music, which is likely to alter Coachella’s future more than any of the genres it has flirted with over the years. Aesthetically, it’s almost uncontainable, which is neither good nor bad; it’s just breadth, Spotify made real.

The oxymoron of a unique cultural event set to rerun was, obviously, a way to sell more tickets — 75,000 more — without making the festival too crowded. And that plan worked: both weekends sold out, and the crowd felt at capacity but no more. (Except in the dance tent, where many came to stay, and late arrivals squinted to watch house D.J.’s like Sebastian Ingrosso, Avicii and Kaskade.) The security felt nonintrusive and often invisible, as it should; this is a calm audience.

I saw violence only once, during the Death Grips’ set on Friday. That band, from Sacramento, has a great idea: nonidiomatic digital dance beats (sort of Southern hip-hop, sort of reggae, sort of hard-rock) with Zach Hill’s hypercreative, improvised live drumming on top, and Stefan Burnett’s mostly unintelligible yammering raps and chants. It’s bad-dream music, strong and strange, with dirty rock riffs occasionally drifting in: Pink Floyd’s “Astronomy Domine,” Link Wray’s “Rumble.” It’s music that can start fights, and it did.

The two-part festival is a big deal for music on the West Coast, and not just at the festival site, the Empire Polo Club. It means that a lot of these bands play other club and theater shows in Los Angeles before or after the festival weekends — many of them also booked by Goldenvoice, the festival’s promoter — and some of them run up to San Francisco in between the shows.

In 2012 the headliners didn’t define the festival or, on the face of it, lure concertgoers to spend money specifically here — as opposed to, say, Sasquatch or Lollapalooza, in May and August, each of which has about two dozen of the same acts as Coachella in its lineup. Most of the names in the biggest type were acts that have been seen a lot in recent years, in touring circuits and wherever else: the Black Keys, Swedish House Mafia, Bon Iver, Radiohead.

Anyway, innocence. You saw it projected onstage rather than felt by the audience, as part of the music’s artifice, in band after band with cool eyewear, retrospective yearnings and the trebly sound of Fender Jaguars and Jazzmasters: Girls, Yuck, EMA, Ximena Sariñana, M83, the Shins, Real Estate and even the R&B singer Frank Ocean, beset with sound problems, singing beautifully and moving diffidently.

It was left to Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg, on Sunday night, to work the surprises. They performed wall-to-wall hits from 10 to 20 years ago with a pile of guests: Eminem and 50 Cent; Wiz Khalifa as rap’s present; the Los Angeles rapper Kendrick Lamar (who performed “The Recipe,” a new Dr. Dre production) as its future; and, as its past, a full-body holograph of Tupac Shakur, digitally pacing the stage and appearing to ask Coachella what was up.

Coachella Festival Announces Lineup

The Black Keys, Radiohead, Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre will headline the Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival in April, according to the event’s Twitter page.

The annual festival, held in Indio, Calif., will feature two weekends, April 13-15 and April 20-22, with the same acts.

Arctic Monkeys, Bon Iver, David Guetta, Florence and the Machine, and Girl Talk are also scheduled to appear.

Followers of the Coachella Twitter account received news of the lineup on Monday. Providing a link to the list of acts, the post read simply, “psst… pass it on.”

Last year’s festival, which lasted just one weekend, featured Kanye West, Arcade Fire and the Strokes, helping to coax 75,000 people to buy three-day passes. Goldenvoice, the festival’s promoter, reported $23 million in ticket sales. In May, organizers said the festival would expand to a second weekend.

The Twitter account said tickets for April’s festival would go on sale Friday.

Victim of Radiohead Stage Collapse Identified as Drum Technician

The man killed when a stage roof collapsed Saturday afternoon just before a Radiohead concert in Toronto has been identified as Scott Johnson, 33, from South Yorkshire, England. He was a drum technician for the band, the BBC and The Globe and Mail reported. Mr. Johnson also worked for Keane, another British band.

Three people were injured in the collapse, which occurred shortly before 4 p.m. Saturday on a temporary stage that had been erected in Downsview Park. An unidentified 45-year-old man was taken to a hospital with a head wound that the police said did not appear to be life-threatening. The two other men were treated for minor injuries.

The accident took place just an hour before the gates opened. An estimated 40,000 people were expected to attend the concert that night, which was to start at 7 p.m.

Inspectors from Ontario’s Labor Ministry were combing the wreckage to find what caused the superstructure over the stage, which was designed to serve as a roof and to hold lights and other apparatus, to come crashing down onto the stagehands who were setting up instruments, microphones, amplifiers and other equipment.

Though there were several similar accidents at festivals and concerts last year, most of them involved high winds. The weather on Saturday in Toronto was fair with light breezes.

Radiohead Postpones European Shows

The stage collapse that killed a Radiohead crew member last Saturday in Toronto also destroyed the band’s sophisticated light show, forcing the British group to postpone seven concerts in Europe over the next two weeks while repairs are made, the band said on Thursday in a statement. That means Radiohead will skip a swing through the Italian cities of Rome, Florence, Bologna and Codroipo, a two-night stand in Berlin and a stop at Canton de Vaud in Switzerland. It will resume the tour in Nimes, France, on July 10.

“The collapse also destroyed the light show – this show was unique and will take many weeks to replace,” the band said. “The collapse also caused serious damage to our backline, some elements of which are decades old and therefore hard to replace.”

New dates for the postponed shows will be announced on June 27. The Ontario labour ministry is investigating the accident during which a massive superstructure holding lights over the main stage crumpled and fell, killing a roadie, Scott Johnson, and injuring three other stagehands.
Investigators have been combing through the wreckage and have requested blueprints of the temporary stage, which had been erected in Downsview Park in Toronto. The main focus of the investigation is Live Nation, the giant concert promotion company behind the event, but three other companies hired to put on the show are also being scrutinized: Optex Staging and Services, Nasco Staffing Solutions and Ticker Tape Touring LLP, The Toronto Star reported.

Ticker Tape Touring is controlled by the band: the guitarist Jonnny Greenwood; his brother, the bassist Colin Greenwood; the drummer Philip Selway; the guitarist Ed O’Brien; and the singer Thom Yorke are listed as board members. It remains unclear what the touring company’s role was in erecting the stage or ensuring its safety, Canadian investigators told The Star.

Mr. Johnson, 33, of Doncaster, England, was an accomplished drummer who made a living as a stagehand on rock tours, tuning and caring for drums. He had been hired earlier this year to manage the drums for the “The King of Limbs” tour, The Star reported. The day after Mr. Johnson’s death, Radiohead posted a letter on its Web site: “He was a lovely man, always positive, supportive and funny; a highly skilled and valued member of our great road crew. We will miss him very much. Our thoughts and love are with Scott’s family and all those close to him.”

A Dance-Heavy Coachella Begins in the Desert

Coachella started under gloomy skies, high winds and scattered showers in Indio, Calif.Damon Winter/The New York TimesCoachella started under gloomy skies, high winds and scattered showers in Indio, Calif.

INDIO, Calif. — This year’s edition of the three-day Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival begins on Friday, to run through Sunday. It has changed in at least one respect that the average festival-goer will barely notice: the entire lineup will repeat one week later, with identical order and set times. Both weekends have sold out; attendance is expected at around 75,000 per weekend.

But if you live in the Los Angeles area, and if you couldn’t buy the sold-out $285 tickets to either weekend, you may feel a difference. Around and in between the concerts, Coachella bands will flood the West Coast; Goldenvoice, the festival’s promoter, also promotes club shows around Los Angeles, and its April calendar shows many of the festival’s draws redirected into the area’s clubs and theaters. (If you’re nowhere near, you can live-stream many of the concerts on a dedicated Coachella YouTube channel.)

As goes the world, so goes this festival: Coachella has moved heavily toward dance music of all kinds. Giant billboards on Highway 10 approaching the festival advertised the upcoming electronic-music festivals Hard Summer and Electric Daisy Carnival, as well as the forthcoming tour stops of Avicii, the Swedish DJ who will close out Coachella on Sunday. Beyond that, across the weekend, there are sets by Swedish House Mafia, Afrojack, David Guetta, Nero, Calvin Harris, Alesso and Sebastian Ingrosso: enough for someone staying in the dance tent to pretend that indie rock, once this festival’s bread and butter, never existed.

But in other places — and as usual for Coachella, which has been a high-profile market for indie-rock tastes since it began in 1999 — there will be reunions of 1980s and ’90s groups to feed the news cycles, including Pulp, At the Drive-In, Firehose, Mazzy Star and Refused, the Swedish punk band. (None are earth-shaking, but I find myself looking forward to them all.) And if you’re looking for an index of last year’s underdog heroes of hip-hop and R&B, here you go: Frank Ocean, the Weeknd, Asap Rocky, Kendrick Lamar, Azealia Banks. All in one sweep. Not bad.

Since you asked, the main-stage headliners are Radiohead, the Black Keys, and Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg. Never before have the names in the largest type seemed so unprovocative. That feels significant. I’ll be thinking about that as I run around here (and file ArtsBeat dispatches) over the next three days.

‘Radio and Juliet’ at Skirball Center - Review

Here’s the pitch: a ballet of Romeo and Juliet. Sure, that’s been done before, but this is contemporary, set to songs by Radiohead, sure to appeal to a youthful demographic. And get this: Juliet doesn’t kill herself. The whole love story comes through her flashbacks. This thing is stripped-down, chic, just Juliet in a corset and six men in suits without shirts. It doesn’t take up your whole evening, either. An hour and you’re out.

Radio and Juliet From left, Matjaz Marin and Tijuana Krizman of Ballet Maribor in Edward Clug's staging at the Skirball Center on Friday.

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Judging by the young crowd that filled the Skirball Center for the Performing Arts at New York University on Friday night, the choreographer Edward Clug has found a formula for selling tickets. The “Radio and Juliet” he created for the Slovenian company Ballet Maribor has been touring since 2005. It’s a hit, but more of a programming success than an artistic one.

Mr. Clug’s choreography is detailed and sharply defined. Its most distinguishing feature, however, is twitchiness. Bodily extremities flick and jerk so frequently that it seems the entire cast has a nervous disorder. Perhaps that’s by design, to illustrate modern anxiety, but it becomes silly.

In a dance to Radiohead, the twitches can be partly justified as punctuation, acknowledgment of the beat. Mr. Clug also takes a robot voice from the band’s album “OK Computer” as the excuse for a mechanical solo for Juliet, adroit but gratuitous.

Occasionally the lyrics speak to the situation (Mercutio dies to the track “Bulletproof ... I Wish I Was”), but mostly the music is there for atmosphere. It works best in the fight scenes, where the speed of Mr. Clug’s style locks into a song’s sense of contained agitation finally erupting.

As Mercutio, Christian Guerematchi steals the show. Small and dark, he’s the most fluent dancer on the stage, now slinky, now explosive. His dying twitch is sad because it means he will dance no more.

Tijuana Krizman’s Juliet isn’t Shakespeare’s great soul but a girl with some spunk. During a love duet with Romeo (the lanky, accurate Matjaz Marin), she bats at his jacket, one of several moments between them that ring true. Rather than tragic romance, Mr. Clug emphasizes the awkwardness of adolescent attraction.

Despite the framing and the gender imbalance, Mr. Clug’s reduction retains the basic outline of Shakespeare’s play. His deviations are invariably diminishments. This Romeo is passive, a mere bystander to his friend Mercutio’s death. Repeatedly, he is replaced at Juliet’s side by the other men, an odd motif that has the effect of making Juliet look like a tart. Instead of poison, there is a forbidden fruit, a ridiculous lemon. And the only upshot of Juliet’s survival is video of her moping in a bathtub, fully clothed.

A flashback of Romeo’s death is the ballet’s final scene. He just lies there while Juliet writhes through one more solo. The ending took me by surprise: That’s it? It’s over? Only in retrospect could I admire the economy with which the production, skipping forward in blackouts, raced through its material. But I should have guessed how it would end. The last thing Juliet does is twitch.

Stage Collapses Before Toronto Radiohead Concert

A collapsed stage at the site for a Radiohead concert in Toronto on Saturday.Tara Walton/Toronto Star, via Associated PressA collapsed stage at the site for a Radiohead concert in Toronto on Saturday.

A massive rooflike structure collapsed onto a temporary stage for a Radiohead concert in Toronto on Saturday afternoon, hours before the band was supposed to go on, killing a stagehand and injuring at least three other workers, CNN and the CBC reported.

Radiohead, a British alternative rock band, canceled the concert. No band members were on stage at the time of the collapse, but members of concert crew were working in the area. A 30-year-old stagehand was found dead at the scene, while a second worker, 45, suffered a head injury and was taken to Sunnybrook Hospital, said Ian McClelland, the deputy commander of Toronto Emergency Medical Services.

The park was not open, but a crowd of people was waiting outside for the show when the collapse occurred. The gates had been scheduled to open at 5 p.m.

The accident victims were not immediately identified. They were setting up for the concert when a “scaffolding-type structure” 40 to 60 feet above the main stage collapsed, according to Capt. Mike Strapko of the Toronto fire department. A video filmed from a helicopter showed that a metal frame that served as a roof, still covered with a blue tarp, had crumpled the space where musicians were to appear.

The weather was fair, with no significant winds, the authorities in Toronto said.

Last year, a spate of collapses at outdoor concerts led to calls for more regulation of temporary stages, roofs and lighting rigs. Most of the accidents involved high winds. The worst occurred on Aug. 13, when a gust of wind caused a roof over the main stage to collapse at the Indiana State Fair, killing seven people who were waiting for the country band Sugarland to perform.

On July 17, the roof of the main stage at the Ottawa Bluesfest came crashing down in a storm while Cheap Trick were performing. It was prevented from crushing the musicians and crew by a truck that bore the brunt of the collapse.  On Aug. 6, high winds toppled a lighting rig at an outdoor concert by the Flaming Lips in Tulsa, Okla.

Later that month, on Aug. 18, a fierce storm tore through the Pukkelpop music festival near Hasselt, Belgium, causing three tents above stages to collapse, and killing five people.

A statement on Radiohead’s Web site said that tickets to the sold-out event would be refunded.

This post has been revised to reflect the following correction:

Correction: June 16, 2012

An earlier version of this post misstated the hour at which the gates were scheduled to open for the Radiohead concert. It was 5 p.m., not 4 p.m.

Punch Brothers Talk About Music, the Lower East Side and Greg Maddux

It has always been hard to pigeonhole Punch Brothers.  They are an all-star bluegrass band, five virtuosos led by Chris Thile, the mercurial mandolin player, but their songs smash the three-chord harmonies and blazing march rhythm of bluegrass.

They write dramatic, labyrinthine pieces that straddle genres.  Sometimes they sound like a progressive art rock group going acoustic, sometimes like an avant-garde jazz combo with an Earl Scruggs-style banjo mixed in and sometimes like down-home pickers at a county fair. Above the music floats Mr. Thile’s clear tenor, singing deeply personal lyrics, usually about love’s collateral damage. It is restless music, by musicians so preternaturally talented they get bored easily with fiddle tunes. “We take a lot of delight in various music tricks,” Mr. Thile said. “Above all we like music that surprises even as it satisfies.”

On Thursday, Punch Brothers will headline Town Hall for the first time, as they tour to promote their third album, “Who’s Feeling Young Now?” (Nonesuch), which made its debut at No. 1 on Billboard’s bluegrass chart on Feb. 14 and has remained in the Top 3 for nine weeks. Their set list not only includes songs from the new album and bluegrass standards, but an eclectic bunch of covers, among them Radiohead’s “Kid A” and the Cars “Just What I Needed.”

Mr. Thile, 31, and the band’s banjo player, Noam Pikelny, also 31, spoke by telephone the other day about how they have matured as a group since they all moved to New York five years ago. Back then, they slept on the floor of Mr. Thile’s East Village apartment while putting together their debut album, “Punch” (2008).  Now, says Mr. Pikelny, whose nickname is Pickles, “we go home and sleep on our floors.” Here are edited excerpts from the conversation.

Is this the first time you are playing Town Hall as a headlining act?

Chris Thile: We’ve only played it as part of “Prairie Home Companion” with Garrison Keillor. This will be the first time any of us have done it as a headliner.

Are most of the songs in the set from the new album?

Thile: We get bored if the set list doesn’t change.  So there is a focus on a new record, but we keep our second album “Antifogmatic” in the mix. We’re not doing much from “Punch” these days. Then we have a revolving cast of covers we employ.

Including, I understand, Radiohead’s “Kid A.”

Noam Pikelny: That’s part of our musical outreach though, when we try to give back and give the unheard songwriters of our world a chance to be appreciated.
Thile: Even now because of our graciousness Radiohead might get some long overdue ink.

How has your music and songwriting evolved since you released “Antifogmatic” in 2010?

Pikelny: It is in the same vein in that “Antifogmatic” really represented the beginning of Punch Brothers becoming a true collaboration.  In the band’s infancy we gathered to work up this piece of Chris’s — “The Blind leading the Blind” on the album “Punch.”  It was really his brainchild.  But we started to see this as a career and as a band that we wanted to be more than just a side project.  Ever since, musical ideas and the seeds for all the songs have been coming from the entire band.  It comes from all of us living in the same city for the first time and actually being able to explore writing music together.

These songs are extremely complex.  It’s hard to imagine you writing them together in the studio.

Thile: There are as many processes as there are songs. We could go through all 12 things on the record and have a story for each one.  One of the songs came from Pickles, who was just jamming by himself after a show in Canada, playing this lick and kept moving it over and over again and we said, ‘Dude what is that? That’s pretty good.’
Pikelny: That kind of thing happens a lot.  We spend so much time together, and we’ll be warming up for a show or winding down and playing music in various corners, and possibly not latching onto something that is actually a cool idea, something worth pursuing. Then somebody else hears it out of context and all of a sudden is envisioning all these possibilities. It’s a really neat brain trust.

Who is the audience for this music?  Your songs chart on the bluegrass and folk charts, but the music is way out there.

Thile: I think we are honestly looking for ears that don’t really distinguish between genres that in my mind are only distinguishable by aesthetics, by things that don’t really matter that much.  We live in an era where the world’s record collection is at our fingertips and to curate it in a similar manner to a Barnes & Noble or something just doesn’t make sense to me:  to say this is bluegrass, this is classical and this is pop.  It’s only helpful commercially really. Not artistically.

What are these songs about?  When I listen to this record, I feel as if I’m wandering around the Lower East Side on a Saturday night and entering into people’s dating dramas.

Thile: You’re not far off there.  Wandering through the Lower East Side on a Saturday night, getting a glimpse of the way people behave badly in the hopes it really won’t leave a mark on them or anyone else.  It’s folly to act thusly.  And that’s what the record is about.  The title is “Who’s Feeling Young Now?”  There is a sense when you’re young that you can just take a Mulligan all the time, and the more things that happen to you and the more you cause things to happen to others, the more you realize the things you do count. You can do hurt to people that can’t be undone.

Pikelny:  I would defer to Chris on the meaning of the lyrics, since he is the chief lyricist of the band.   These are all things we have been witnessing hand in hand as we spent the last six years around each other.  “Movement and Location” was one of the most unexpected songs. We put that song together quickly.  We rescued this one rhythmic idea that Chris had on the mandolin and surrounded it with a stable and formidable guitar and bass part.  Chris kind of wandered off and the next thing we knew we had these lyrics, and the title of “Movement and Location” is a reference to the great Cubs pitcher, Greg Maddux.  Chris and I share this torturous passion for the Chicago Cubs.

That song is inspired by Greg Maddux’s pitching?

Thile:  My favorite bar in the whole world is called Milk & Honey and one of the bartenders there is a big baseball fan. He and I were talking about pitching and I was extolling the virtues of the simplicity of Greg Maddux’s approach, his ability to coax the exact location out of a pitch that was moving fantastically.  And I went home that night, a couple rounds in, and started writing the lyrics right then and there.

Radiohead, Red Hot Chili Peppers and Beach Boys to Headline Bonnaroo

Thom Yorke of Radiohead at the 2006 Bonnaroo Music an Arts Festival in Manchester, Tenn.Christopher Berkey for The New York TimesThom Yorke of Radiohead at the 2006 Bonnaroo Music an Arts Festival in Manchester, Tenn.

Radiohead, Red Hot Chili Peppers and the reunited Beach Boys will headline this year’s Bonnaroo Music and Arts Festival, organizers said Tuesday. The sprawling four-day festival that starts on June 7 will have 125 bands on 13 stages, covering a wide range of genres and styles.

It will be the first time the Red Hot Chili Peppers, who are being inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame this year, will play the 11-year-old festival, which is held annually on a 700-acre farm in Manchester, Tenn.

The confirmed acts so far range from acoustic Americana groups like the Avett Brothers and the Civil Wars to electronic dance music producers like Skrillex, SBTRKT and Flying Lotus. Indie bands are well represented with Bon Iver, the Shins, Feist and Tune-Yards. Blues acts slated to play include Alabama Shakes and Gary Clark Jr. On the rap front, Das Racist and Yelawolf will perform.

So far, other groups who have committed to the festival include Phish, Black Star, Alice Cooper, Flogging Molly, Childish Gambino, Ben Folds Five, the Roots, Bad Brains, St. Vincent, Punch Brothers, Dawes, the Joy Formidable, Group Love, Kurt Vile & the Violators and Big Freedia.

Tickets go on sale Saturday at noon, Eastern time, at bonnaroo.com.

Bonnaroo Festival, With Radiohead, Phish and D’Angelo

MANCHESTER, Tenn. — Funk and soul held sway, if only by a plurality, at the 11th annual Bonnaroo Music & Arts Festival, the four-day gathering that started on Thursday here, about 70 miles from Nashville. All three of Bonnaroo’s main-stage headliners — Radiohead, the Red Hot Chili Peppers and Phish — drew on the power of rhythm, especially African-American rhythms, as organizing principle and kinetic pleasure.

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The festival’s most newsworthy event was the return of D’Angelo, who made a great neo-soul album in 2000 and dropped out of sight a year later. His voice and charisma intact, he was singing funk and rock songs with a band led by Ahmir Questlove Thompson of the Roots. And the must-see set on Thursday night was by Alabama Shakes, whose songs reclaim all the spirit of 1960s soul music.

This year’s Bonnaroo peaked early with a spectacular set on Friday night by Radiohead, which is more than ever a hard act to follow, especially when heard through Bonnaroo’s magnificent sound system. Radiohead made its songs jitter and crackle, with new electronic overlays and abstract funk rhythms dancing through paranoia and foreboding. Its backdrop was a two-story wall of lights, constructed from recycled water bottles, that flickered with geometric patterns as if enclosing the band within cybernetic space.

The Red Hot Chili Peppers, on Saturday night, were pure musical sinew, an unstoppable, muscle-powered rhythm section knocking out rock and funk ideas from the 1960s through the 2000s, topping them with wild guitar and jumping all over the stage. Phish, Bonnaroo’s Sunday night finale, was in its most euphoric mode, leaning on the part of its repertory with roots in blues, funk and country; the pop-country hit maker Kenny Rogers, who had performed earlier on his own and with Lionel Richie, joined Phish on the huge stage to sing “The Gambler.”

In a way, Bonnaroo 2012 was a holding action. Radiohead and Phish were returning headliners — Radiohead from 2006 and Phish from 2009 — and this year’s overall lineup did not quite equal that of previous years. But Bonnaroo is never monolithic. With more than 150 bands on five large stages, along with smaller ones scattered around its 700-acre grounds, Bonnaroo could be folky as well as funky; it also had pop, indie-rock, electronic dance music, oldies and comedy. A few performers, like Tune-Yards, did double duty, performing live soundtracks for silent films in a movie tent.

When it began, Bonnaroo featured jam bands and their sources, and that foundation remains. The audience and vendors were awash in tie dye. Reminders to recycle and other environmental messages were omnipresent; the plastic cups could be composted. Performers cheerfully, or mockingly, addressed the crowd as “hippies.” And the Bonnaroo throng — about 80,000, many camped out on the grounds — is still ready to dance to everything from hip-hop to bluegrass. It’s an untrendy crowd, gathered for a good time.

Yet the pop landscape has changed over the last decade, and Bonnaroo has adapted in its own way. While more specialized jam-band festivals have modeled themselves on Bonnaroo’s early years, the current festival’s lineup now overlaps more with those of other festivals; the Red Hot Chili Peppers, for instance, will also headline Lollapalooza in Chicago. And what originated as a once-a-year event in Tennessee is available for endless replays on YouTube.

Some of the festival’s most enthusiastic audiences shouted along with the hip-hop chants of strong newcomers — the hedonistic Danny Brown, the pugnacious Yelawolf, the comical Das Racist and the socially conscious Kendrick Lamar — as well as with more established acts like the Roots, who have always been a robust live hip-hop band, and Ludacris, who brought a band of his own. The latest rediscovery of 1960s soul also played well at Bonnaroo: not just Alabama Shakes but also young bands backing mature soul singers like Sharon Jones (with the Dap-Kings) and Charles Bradley (with the Extraordinaires).

Bonnaroo’s schedule still had plenty of room for jam bands like Phish, Dispatch and Umphrey’s McGee, who played in Saturday’s wee hours, from 2 a.m. to just before 6 a.m. The Word, an instrumental jam-band coalition, brought together the steel guitarist Robert Randolph, the keyboardist John Medeski and two members of the North Mississippi All-Stars. The groups steamed through tunes from gospel and Stevie Wonder.

A good part of the Bonnaroo crowd savored instrumental passages as well as pop hooks. The meticulous arrangements of Bon Iver, with long stretches of hushed delicacy, held thousands of people transfixed when he played the main stage. White Denim, a band that goes barreling from tricky, musicianly structures to Texas boogie, drew roars of approval.

Scenes from Bonnaroo

The 11th annual Bonnaroo Music & Arts Festival, the four-day gathering that started on Thursday, included more than 150 bands on stages scattered around its 700-acre grounds. The lineup was diverse but the festival’s jam band foundation was apparent.

“Performers cheerfully, or mockingly, addressed the crowd as ‘hippies,’ ” writes Jon Pareles. “And the Bonnaroo crowd — about 80,000 people, many camped out on the grounds — is still ready to dance to everything from hip-hop to bluegrass. It’s an untrendy crowd, gathered for a good time.”

Jonny Greenwood, Radiohead’s Runaway Guitarist

Christaan Felber for The New York TimesGreenwood, right, and Thom Yorke during sound check before a Radiohead concert in Miami.

On the morning of Sept. 12, 2011, a white Land Rover with a dragon on the door ferried the Radiohead guitarist Jonny Greenwood, his longtime recording engineer Graeme Stewart and Radiohead’s co-manager Chris Hufford to Alvernia Studios, about an hour outside Krakow, Poland. For several years, when he’s not recording or touring with Radiohead, Greenwood has pursued a second career as a composer of orchestral music, and this day he was cutting new versions of two of his classical pieces, “Popcorn Superhet Receiver” (17 minutes, inspired in part by the sound of radio static) and “48 Responses to Polymorphia,” both of which are unabashed tributes to the early-’60s output of the Polish composer Krzysztof Penderecki, whose compositions abandoned melody in favor of dense, dissonant tone clusters. Greenwood’s recordings will be featured on an album due out in March on Nonesuch Records, along with two new performances of Penderecki’s work conducted by Penderecki himself.

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Greenwood's stage setup for a Radiohead show.

Greenwood cites an early-’90s concert of Penderecki’s music as a conversion experience; he’s obsessed with Penderecki the way a lot of people are obsessed with Radiohead. Chances are you’ve heard Penderecki’s music even if you think you haven’t; some of his more screaming-of-the-damned­ish pieces turned up on the soundtracks to “The Exorcist” and “The Shining,” and that’s his “Threnody for the Victims of Hiroshima” seemingly ringing in Clive Owen’s ears during the long urban-warfare tracking shot near the end of “Children of Men.” So there was something full-circle about the Sept. 12 session, given that Greenwood owes his profile as a classical composer in large part to his work in film, particularly his deeply Penderecki-indebted score for Paul Thomas Anderson’s “There Will Be Blood.”

Alvernia Studios was founded in 2010 by the Polish radio mogul Stanislaw Tyczynski; it’s a full-service film production and postproduction studio that has six soundstages of varying massiveness. It is also a profoundly weird-looking place. This is because Tyczynski, in addition to being one of the richest men in Poland, is a huge fan of H. R. Giger, the Swiss artist/designer/night-terror-sufferer who’s most famous for creating the creepy biomechanical look of the aliens from the “Alien” movies. So nearly every inch of Alvernia has been modeled, at what looks like absurd expense, and with impressively bonkers disregard for the facility’s future resale value, on Giger’s work. All the hallways look like the birth canals of some extraterrestrial apex-predator with acid for blood. Even the men’s-room-door handles look like spinal columns. The complex itself is housed in 14 large domes linked by glass-enclosed tunnels; to get from one dome to another, you have to wait for a stone-faced, combat-booted security guard (no, seriously) to press his thumb to a keypad that opens a set of blast doors.

Yet as I sat in the control room (itself styled like the bridge of a doomed spacecraft) and listened as Greenwood and Graeme Stewart engaged in some “Lost in Translation”-ish negotiations with the Polish engineer at the mixing console — a stern woman in socks and sandals, with a sensible soccer-mom haircut — the studio’s bizarre aesthetic seemed appropriate for what they were doing on this day. “Dry and close and uncomfortable is good,” Stewart told the engineer. (He was trying to persuade her not to run the sound of the orchestra through a reverb unit called a Lexicon — “dry” in this context meant “unprocessed.”)

Greenwood tends to wince when he walks into a room, as if in anticipation of mortification to come. He was wearing a wrinkled white dress shirt; his black pants were tight but hung low on his hips; and his hair was a heedless mop. The overall schoolboy vibe was enhanced by the fact that he was still wearing his backpack, which contained a pinkish-orange T-shirt, a copy of the manga master Yoshihiro Tatsumi’s graphic novel “Abandon the Old in Tokyo,” a MacBook and a spiralbound copy of the score for Pen­derecki’s “Polymorphia.” He’s 40, but he looks about 15; that’s roughly how old he was when he joined Radiohead, which makes me think back to someone who once suggested to me that when you join a band, you arrest at whatever age you were at that moment.

Day 2 at Bonnaroo

Fans of The Avett Brothers at the band’s performance on Friday at the Bonnaroo Music and Arts Festival in Manchester, Tenn.

Stage Collapses in Toronto Before Radiohead Concert

A massive rooflike structure collapsed onto a temporary stage for a Radiohead concert in Toronto on Saturday afternoon, hours before the band was supposed to go on, killing a stagehand and injuring at least three other workers, CNN and the CBC reported.

Radiohead, a British alternative rock band, canceled the concert. No band members were on stage at the time of the collapse, but members of concert crew were working in the area. A 30-year-old stagehand was found dead at the scene, while a second worker, 45, suffered a head injury and was taken to Sunnybrook Hospital, said Ian McClelland, the deputy commander of Toronto Emergency Medical Services.

The park was not open, but a crowd of people was waiting outside for the show when the collapse occurred. The gates had been scheduled to open at 5 p.m.

The accident victims were not immediately identified. They were setting up for the concert when a ''scaffolding-type structure'' 40 to 60 feet above the main stage collapsed, according to Capt. Mike Strapko of the Toronto fire department. A video filmed from a helicopter showed that a metal frame that served as a roof, still covered with a blue tarp, had crumpled the space where musicians were to appear.

The weather was fair, with no significant winds, the authorities in Toronto said.

Last year, a spate of collapses at outdoor concerts led to calls for more regulation of temporary stages, roofs and lighting rigs. Most of the accidents involved high winds. The worst occurred on Aug. 13, when a gust of wind caused a roof over the main stage to collapse at the Indiana State Fair, killing seven people who were waiting for the country band Sugarland to perform.

On July 17, the roof of the main stage at the Ottawa Bluesfest came crashing down in a storm while Cheap Trick were performing. It was prevented from crushing the musicians and crew by a truck that bore the brunt of the collapse. On Aug. 6, high winds toppled a lighting rig at an outdoor concert by the Flaming Lips in Tulsa, Okla.

Later that month, on Aug. 18, a fierce storm tore through the Pukkelpop music festival near Hasselt, Belgium, causing three tents above stages to collapse, and killing five people.

A statement on Radiohead's Web site said that tickets to the sold-out event would be refunded.

This is a more complete version of the story than the one that appeared in print.

PHOTO (PHOTOGRAPH BY TARA WALTON/THE TORONTO STAR, VIA ASSOCIATED PRESS)

Bonnaroo: Radiohead's Festival Evolution

The last time Radiohead played at Bonnaroo, in 2006, it seemed to metamorphose on the spot: from a cerebral, futuristic, anxiety-driven band playing its arcane songs to earnest theater audiences to a cerebral, futuristic band that could make tens of thousands of people dance like crazy. Friday night at Bonnaroo was the follow-through: Radiohead the rhythm band, hitting groove after groove and riding them to darkly kinetic places.

Jon Pareles reports from the music festival in Manchester, Tenn.

Behind the band a wall of lights, made from recycled water bottles, flickered with abstract geometry: dots, lines and waves that silhouetted the musicians in cybernetic space. Above them a dozen LED screens were suspended, like computer monitors, showing closeups of the band members and repositioning themselves from song to song, lifting away or closing in.

But it was the music itself that made the best patterns: drumbeats and tangles of guitars, live and looped, bending funk into odd meters or twisting and untwisting, starting out transparent before some massive distorted keyboard texture plunged the whole assembly into ominous shadows. The rhythmic sinew of each song was exposed and vital, whether the music was moving through Beatles-like harmonies or bearing down on a handful of repeating chords. There were new songs, suggesting new paranoias: the percussive “Identikit” — “I see you messing me around, I don’t want to know,” Thom Yorke sang — and “Supercollider,” which set particle-physics images over a warped carnival beat. Between songs, Mr. Yorke was in a flinty, puckish mood, trying on accents and joking about festivalgoers taking acid and sleeping face down in the mud: bleak but jovial, Radiohead in festival mode.

viernes, 24 de agosto de 2012

Watch the Shins perform on the new season of Nigel Godrich’s ‘From the Basement’

A new season of Radiohead producer Nigel Godrich’s intimate, audience-less performance show From the Basement is set to premiere this summer, and so far the lineup sounds as big as we’ve come to expect: The Shins, Feist, and Red Hot Chili Peppers are just a few of the artists set to be featured.

“I think what happened was MTV came along in the ’80s and destroyed the way that people film music on television,” Godrich told EW in a recent interview. “The performance ended up in the edit, and it wasn’t very direct. It’s a selfish thing, really—as a music fan, I really wanted to see people performing on television, so we went ahead and did it. Musicians hate doing TV because it’s such a different world and a horrible environment for them, so wouldn’t it be cool for me as a music person to do a TV show? Then I could get something out of them that TV shows wouldn’t get.”

The new season will move into 3D territory, though Godrich assures EW it’s not gimmicky, and that it will still be available in standard definition on a number of platforms as well.

Radiohead had one of the best results from the tapings, even releasing their King Of Limbs performances as a DVD. Check out an advance clip of the Shins performing “Bait and Switch” on the show over at EW’s site.

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One dead, at least three more hurt as Radiohead stage collapses before the show

photo via CBC

Radiohead’s heavily anticipated set at Toronto’s Downsview Park has been cancelled after the stage collapsed, killing one and injuring at least three more. Reports from the scene vary, but sources say that the collapse happened minutes before gates were set to open to the public.

Radiohead has issued a brief statement on the collapse, advising fans not to make their way to the park. LiveNation says refunds will be available at point of purchase.

There’s no news yet on what caused the collapse, and we’re not prepared to speculate, but this is at least the third major incident of its kind to happen in the last year. We hope it’s the last.

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TRENDSPOTTING: Live every day like it’s Record Store Day

Whose blood are we looking at in this Flaming Lips Record Store Day release?

Flaming Lips’ lead singer Wayne Coyne drives across America to collect collaborations from a wide array of big-name, stylistically diverse performers—everyone from Chris Martin to Erykah Badu to Ke$ha—then packages it alongside vials of the contributors’ own blood.

By any ‘normal’ standard, this Record Store Day project, The Flaming Lips and Heady Fwends, would be described as unusual. For the Flaming Lips, however, it’s pretty much business as usual. As a band that has released albums via gummy fetuses, as simul-playing quadruple LPs, and has conducted cell-phone alarm symphonies, it would be more unusual for them to record and distribute an album in a conventional way (something which, despite remaining very active, the band hasn’t done since 2009).

Needless to say, the Flaming Lips are a special case—there aren’t many figures in music as merrily over the top as Wayne Coyne—but the record industry could stand to learn a thing or two from him. Despite the essentially unlimited potential of digital production and distribution, the large majority of artists and labels are sticking to models that have barely been updated since the birth of Napster (and the subsequent “collapse of the record industry” that no one will shut up about).

You’d have a tough time selling that notion to the creators of Record Store Day, a fast-rising event that seeks to preserve the halcyon glory days of brick-and-mortar record shopping and record store culture (celebrating its sixth year on April 21, RSD has expanded to include over 800 stores around the world). That’s becoming a rarefied experience for all but the most strident collectors, while those without ties to physical ownership or the real-life experience of flipping through the crates can satisfy themselves with almost anything they could think of at the tip of their fingertips with a simple Google search (or iTunes store query, for the more law-abiding music enthusiasts out there).

There’s very little novelty or exclusivity about collecting or “owning” a piece of music that takes little more than a few clicks, and preserving it takes just a few MB of space on your hard drive. That’s doubly true in hip hop, where rappers often release two or three free mixtapes between their more official releases, mixtapes that sometimes rival or exceed their more “legitimate” partners in quality. And the concept of ownership might erode further soon if subscription streaming services like Spotify and Rdio continue their rise towards standardization.

One possible solution is to fetishize the physical product itself, which seems to be a major element of Record Store Day’s M.O. By sourcing highly collectible (read: rare) records from artists big and small and selling them in limited small-runs available exclusively at participating independent record stores, organizers limit an enviable card of interesting music to the exclusive physical realm. Or at least you’d think so, until that music inevitably ends up streaming on Pitchfork or Stereogum, or flipped on Ebay for three times the price.

That’s always been the great, unavoidable problem of appealing to collectors: it’s nearly impossible to tell actual enthusiasts apart from opportunists looking to make a buck. And outside of selling the product on Ebay themselves, there’s really not much the labels can do about it.

But if artists and labels are looking to preserve the ineffable specialness of present, impassioned music fandom,, they shouldn’t do it by attempting to preserve the bona fide experience of physical ownership. Instead, they should take a clue from Wayne Coyne and his eccentric soul brother Jack White and focus on creating music that legitimately inspires such a reaction.

Due to his enthusiasm for vinyl production, analogue recording and pre-war American pastoral living (to catch a glimpse of his batshit James Bond-meets-John Wayne persona, this New York Times profile is an absolutely essential read), Jack White is often labeled as a Luddite, but despite his Third Man record label’s old-school tendencies, White is very much a forward-thinker. He may cling to an old-school format, but he’s breathing new life into it, not only as a musician, but also as a producer and label boss. After the huge success of the White Stripes and his subsequent freedom from its strict, self-imposed limitations, the blues-rocker has reached the point where he can do whatever the fuck he wants without anyone calling him on it.

And he’s chosen to exercise that right, recording songs for everyone from Tom Jones to the Insane Clown Posse, and releasing records within records, via helium balloon, at 3 RPM speeds, or smelling of peaches. White has freed himself from the confines of his imagination, and he’s using his grand ambition and fondness for gimmickry to expand the possibilities of a format often thought stead, old-fashioned and overly precious.

Where Jack White has gotten significantly crazier in the last few years, the Flaming Lips have been taking these kinds of batshit risks since their inception. And they’re certainly not afraid of technology. Take their 21st century re-imagining of their own Zaireeka experiment for iPhones, for instance, or their wide-eyed collaboration with automated Apple assistant Siri. Hell, if you have a day to spare then have a listen to their 24-hour song, perpetually streaming on its own dedicated website.

These are the kinds of things you couldn’t do before the Internet. And while the Lips have taken childlike glee at this limitless potential, many artists are sticking to the same narrow song-and-album format and regimented release schedule. There are a few exceptions—Bjork, Radiohead and Fucked Up all spring to mind—but for the most part many musicians seem far too hesitant to shake up the formula.

Record Store Day has done a good job of soliciting legitimately interesting, outside-the-box exclusives—it’s hard not to get excited at the prospect of Feistodon—but such ventures outside of the ordinary shouldn’t be restricted to the third Saturday of April. Take a hint from music’s Willy Wonka figures and embrace the absurd.

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Radiohead reschedule summer shows after stage collapse destroys light show

Radiohead have been forced to reschedule a handful of upcoming European dates after last weekend’s tragic stage collapse in Toronto destroyed their elaborate lighting rig. In addition to killing drum technician Scott Johnson, the band says the collapse destroyed their light show.

“This show was unique and will take many weeks to replace,” read a statement released today. “The collapse also caused serious damage to our backline, some elements of which are decades old and therefore hard to replace.”

Dates affected include shows in Italy, Germany and Switzerland. New dates are expected to come out on June 27th.

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Top 5 Hip Hop Releases: April

Each month, tons of new music from many taste-spanning genres is released into a fast-consuming, unforgiving market; it can be tough to get a handle on what’s new before it’s on to the next. In an attempt to highlight the standout releases, at the end of each month, AUX staff re-cap the month in Punk, Metal, Indie/Pop/Rock, Hip Hop, Electronic, and Pop with the top five releases in each. Consider it your cheat sheet for year-end lists.

Quakers coverSo, the guy from Portishead decided he wanted to make a hip hop album and this is it. The only question going into this project were whether the raps would step up to the plate to match what was sure to be, and is, some great beats. The answer is a resounding yes, as the collective doesn’t lean too heavily on any one rapper and thrives on flashes of excellence from over a score of separate acts. The 41-track monster of an album has loads of replay value which might come in handy considering the gaps of time Geoff Barrow and co. likes to wait between releases.

Key track: “Fitta Happier” with Guilty Simpson and M.E.D., an insane Radiohead flip that pulls a sample from an adaptation by the University of Arizona’s marching band. (By the way, I thought Drumline was pretty cool before I watched this.)

Money Store coverThe idea that Death Grips might be experimental hip hop is absurd. This is an example the pure raw unabashed hip hop; a bunch of dudes coming together using any sound or style to move the crowd, by any means necessary. Listening to Death Grips how you should might destroy your favourite speakers but it’ll be worth it.

Key track: “System Blower”, loud please.

Pluto coverFuture’s guest appearance on 2011's “Racks” blazed a path for the self-aware knucklehead to start actually stacking it up just like he says he does on that song. After a few mixtapes, here comes his album which features some of the popular songs. It’s a bit of a safe release but these anthems still boom, regardless of their age. Sprinkling them in along with the new ones makes this a perfect place to start for those unfamiliar with the mixtapes.

Key tracks: The recklessly raucous new single “Same Damn Time” and the already classic “Tony Montana” featuring Drake.

Savage Journey To The American Dream coverOne of the most impressive things about Stalley’s releases so far are the tight themes that hold them together. Stalley does a perfectly disjointed homage to Hunter S. Thompson’s Fear & Loathing In Las Vegas as he tells a parallel story about his journey as a musician. He wins again with a set of lavishly-produced instrumentals as the back drop to paint his narrative upon. The concept mixtape is a fairly popular practice as they’re usually recorded in a briefer time period which allows the artists to stay in the same headspace. It’s a shame that this doesn’t carry over to albums more often.

Key track: “Hammers & Vogues” on which Stalley repays Curren$y for his induction on 2010's Pilot Talk.

Root Stimulation coverThis PWYC release comes with some interesting tiered packages to reward those that spend more on the album. The $10,000 package comes with an opportunity to executive produce an EP with Del, barring artistic differences of course. Let’s face it, this is super weird but it’s great to see Del still around making great music. He’s doing what he has to do to keep it coming.

Key track: Enjoy Del’s classic smooth flow on “Up Early”

Surprises, disappointments and tracks/albums to watch for next month

Surprise of the month: Kendrick Lamar “The Recipe” featuring Dr. Dre

Dr. Dre has been continuously fucking up for the last five years but Kendrick Lamar gives him a hand (with a pen in it) here to a much better result. “The Recipe” is due to be one of the most successful rap tracks of the year, especially as we move into the summer months when the whole continent can bask in the California sunshine that is this track. As far as AUX is concerned Kendrick is already at the top of the game, so it’s we’re actually a bit freaked out as to where this sure-shot hit will take him. Dre better not fuck this one up.

Disappointments: Diggy – Unexpected Arrival

This squeaky clean glossy release might play to the pre-teen female demographic it was recorded for but Diggy Simmons is ready to make a real album. Dude can rap. Unfortunately, this doesn’t sit at the forefront of his official debut. The laid-back R&B approach taken with the majority of the tracks don’t align with vivacious passion a 17-year-old kid like Diggy should be able to deliver. While comparisons to his father, Reverend Run, aren’t really fair, with almost 3 decades between their respective debuts, it would do Diggy well to follow in his dad’s footsteps and find some personality and energy. He should be fine though, time is on his side. Hopefully this generic batch of radio-friendly ditties can be forgotten when he decides to realize his potential.

Out next month: El-P releases a pair of projects, one, his first album in 5 years, the other, a Killer Mike record completely produced by him.

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Radiohead play first show since stage collapse, pay tribute to Scott Johnson

Radiohead were in France last night for their first performance since last month’s tragic stage collapse in Toronto, and in addition to some surprises in the set list—including the live debut of “Treefingers”—they payed tribute to Scott Johnson, the drum tech killed just minutes before the gates at Downsview Park were set to open to the public.

The tribute happened during the band’s third (!!!) encore. Photos from the event (taken by Twitter user @fittr_happier, via Consequence of Sound) show Johnson’s picture projected on screens behind the band while they played “Reckoner.”

Watch Radiohead debut “Treefingers” below.

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Today in ironic covers: Boy George does Lana Del Rey and the Darkness take on Radiohead

Boy George hasn’t done much lately, but his cover of Lana Del Rey’s “Video Games” is stellar, replacing the original track’s blasé delivery with his usual flair for keeping its hazy pace. What would it take for him to do more of these? And if he did, could we maybe just do away with Lana Del Rey all together?

In other news, The Darkness have covered Radiohead’s “Street Spirit (Fade Out)”, taking The Bends stand-out’s slow crawl, throwing it out the window and subbing in a rollicking gallop and piercing falsetto. You know you’re curious, but since we can’t embed the cover you’re going to have to head to Pitchfork to hear it. Trust us, it’s worth the extra clicks.

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Listen to 8-bit recreations of Radiohead’s ‘OK Computer’ and ‘Kid A’

If you liked the chiptune cover of The Smiths’ “This Charming Man” that the internet obsessed over for an internet minute a couple of months ago, you’ll probably love these new 8-bit recreations of two of Radioheads biggest albums, OK Computer and Kid A.

Created by composer Quinton Song, the recreations sounds appropriately digital, and add a goofy touch. Listen to both below. [via Stereogum]

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Radiohead remember drum tech killed in Toronto stage collapse

The victim of the stage collapse at Downsview Park (one that eerily echoed similar events of last summer) in Toronto this past Saturday has been named as Radiohead drum technician Scott Johnson.

In a post simply titled “Scott,” the band mourned their colleague with the following note on their website:

“We have all been shattered by the loss of Scott Johnson, our friend and colleague. He was a lovely man, always positive, supportive and funny; a highly skilled and valued member of our great road crew. We will miss him very much. Our thoughts and love are with Scott’s family and all those close to him.”

Though it was rumoured the band might instead join the Flaming Lips for their free outdoor show downtown in Toronto on the same night, Toronto Police worked to squash the incorrect information on Twitter. Flaming Lips sent their sympathy to Radiohead and played a rendition of “Knives Out” in tribute.

The cause of the collapse is still being investigated.

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HITS AND MISSES PODCAST: Cramming into a free Flaming Lips show, the Emily White controversy, and the greatness of Usher

Hits and Misses is a weekly podcast hosted by the AUX.tv editorial team, who round up, dissect, and make awesome jokes about the week’s music news.

Just in time for another dull summer weekend, AUX is pleased to bring you the third episode of our news roundup podcast, Hits and Misses, posted every Friday around the end of the day. So load up your Zune-pods with our invective musical insights and start your weekend right. Or, start it this way. Whichever.

In this week’s episode, we discuss the agony and ecstasy of a free Flaming Lips show in Toronto, Emily White kicking the free download hornet’s nest, and figure out the samples on Usher’s new album.

Stream it here (or subscribe):

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jueves, 23 de agosto de 2012

Scenes from Bonnaroo

The 11th annual Bonnaroo Music & Arts Festival, the four-day gathering that started on Thursday, included more than 150 bands on stages scattered around its 700-acre grounds. The lineup was diverse but the festival’s jam band foundation was apparent.

“Performers cheerfully, or mockingly, addressed the crowd as ‘hippies,’ ” writes Jon Pareles. “And the Bonnaroo crowd — about 80,000 people, many camped out on the grounds — is still ready to dance to everything from hip-hop to bluegrass. It’s an untrendy crowd, gathered for a good time.”

Jonny Greenwood, Radiohead’s Runaway Guitarist

Christaan Felber for The New York TimesGreenwood, right, and Thom Yorke during sound check before a Radiohead concert in Miami.

On the morning of Sept. 12, 2011, a white Land Rover with a dragon on the door ferried the Radiohead guitarist Jonny Greenwood, his longtime recording engineer Graeme Stewart and Radiohead’s co-manager Chris Hufford to Alvernia Studios, about an hour outside Krakow, Poland. For several years, when he’s not recording or touring with Radiohead, Greenwood has pursued a second career as a composer of orchestral music, and this day he was cutting new versions of two of his classical pieces, “Popcorn Superhet Receiver” (17 minutes, inspired in part by the sound of radio static) and “48 Responses to Polymorphia,” both of which are unabashed tributes to the early-’60s output of the Polish composer Krzysztof Penderecki, whose compositions abandoned melody in favor of dense, dissonant tone clusters. Greenwood’s recordings will be featured on an album due out in March on Nonesuch Records, along with two new performances of Penderecki’s work conducted by Penderecki himself.

Rock musicians’ ventures into film scores: a video round-up.

Greenwood's stage setup for a Radiohead show.

Greenwood cites an early-’90s concert of Penderecki’s music as a conversion experience; he’s obsessed with Penderecki the way a lot of people are obsessed with Radiohead. Chances are you’ve heard Penderecki’s music even if you think you haven’t; some of his more screaming-of-the-damned­ish pieces turned up on the soundtracks to “The Exorcist” and “The Shining,” and that’s his “Threnody for the Victims of Hiroshima” seemingly ringing in Clive Owen’s ears during the long urban-warfare tracking shot near the end of “Children of Men.” So there was something full-circle about the Sept. 12 session, given that Greenwood owes his profile as a classical composer in large part to his work in film, particularly his deeply Penderecki-indebted score for Paul Thomas Anderson’s “There Will Be Blood.”

Alvernia Studios was founded in 2010 by the Polish radio mogul Stanislaw Tyczynski; it’s a full-service film production and postproduction studio that has six soundstages of varying massiveness. It is also a profoundly weird-looking place. This is because Tyczynski, in addition to being one of the richest men in Poland, is a huge fan of H. R. Giger, the Swiss artist/designer/night-terror-sufferer who’s most famous for creating the creepy biomechanical look of the aliens from the “Alien” movies. So nearly every inch of Alvernia has been modeled, at what looks like absurd expense, and with impressively bonkers disregard for the facility’s future resale value, on Giger’s work. All the hallways look like the birth canals of some extraterrestrial apex-predator with acid for blood. Even the men’s-room-door handles look like spinal columns. The complex itself is housed in 14 large domes linked by glass-enclosed tunnels; to get from one dome to another, you have to wait for a stone-faced, combat-booted security guard (no, seriously) to press his thumb to a keypad that opens a set of blast doors.

Yet as I sat in the control room (itself styled like the bridge of a doomed spacecraft) and listened as Greenwood and Graeme Stewart engaged in some “Lost in Translation”-ish negotiations with the Polish engineer at the mixing console — a stern woman in socks and sandals, with a sensible soccer-mom haircut — the studio’s bizarre aesthetic seemed appropriate for what they were doing on this day. “Dry and close and uncomfortable is good,” Stewart told the engineer. (He was trying to persuade her not to run the sound of the orchestra through a reverb unit called a Lexicon — “dry” in this context meant “unprocessed.”)

Greenwood tends to wince when he walks into a room, as if in anticipation of mortification to come. He was wearing a wrinkled white dress shirt; his black pants were tight but hung low on his hips; and his hair was a heedless mop. The overall schoolboy vibe was enhanced by the fact that he was still wearing his backpack, which contained a pinkish-orange T-shirt, a copy of the manga master Yoshihiro Tatsumi’s graphic novel “Abandon the Old in Tokyo,” a MacBook and a spiralbound copy of the score for Pen­derecki’s “Polymorphia.” He’s 40, but he looks about 15; that’s roughly how old he was when he joined Radiohead, which makes me think back to someone who once suggested to me that when you join a band, you arrest at whatever age you were at that moment.

Bonnaroo Festival, With Radiohead, Phish and D’Angelo

MANCHESTER, Tenn. — Funk and soul held sway, if only by a plurality, at the 11th annual Bonnaroo Music & Arts Festival, the four-day gathering that started on Thursday here, about 70 miles from Nashville. All three of Bonnaroo’s main-stage headliners — Radiohead, the Red Hot Chili Peppers and Phish — drew on the power of rhythm, especially African-American rhythms, as organizing principle and kinetic pleasure.

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The festival’s most newsworthy event was the return of D’Angelo, who made a great neo-soul album in 2000 and dropped out of sight a year later. His voice and charisma intact, he was singing funk and rock songs with a band led by Ahmir Questlove Thompson of the Roots. And the must-see set on Thursday night was by Alabama Shakes, whose songs reclaim all the spirit of 1960s soul music.

This year’s Bonnaroo peaked early with a spectacular set on Friday night by Radiohead, which is more than ever a hard act to follow, especially when heard through Bonnaroo’s magnificent sound system. Radiohead made its songs jitter and crackle, with new electronic overlays and abstract funk rhythms dancing through paranoia and foreboding. Its backdrop was a two-story wall of lights, constructed from recycled water bottles, that flickered with geometric patterns as if enclosing the band within cybernetic space.

The Red Hot Chili Peppers, on Saturday night, were pure musical sinew, an unstoppable, muscle-powered rhythm section knocking out rock and funk ideas from the 1960s through the 2000s, topping them with wild guitar and jumping all over the stage. Phish, Bonnaroo’s Sunday night finale, was in its most euphoric mode, leaning on the part of its repertory with roots in blues, funk and country; the pop-country hit maker Kenny Rogers, who had performed earlier on his own and with Lionel Richie, joined Phish on the huge stage to sing “The Gambler.”

In a way, Bonnaroo 2012 was a holding action. Radiohead and Phish were returning headliners — Radiohead from 2006 and Phish from 2009 — and this year’s overall lineup did not quite equal that of previous years. But Bonnaroo is never monolithic. With more than 150 bands on five large stages, along with smaller ones scattered around its 700-acre grounds, Bonnaroo could be folky as well as funky; it also had pop, indie-rock, electronic dance music, oldies and comedy. A few performers, like Tune-Yards, did double duty, performing live soundtracks for silent films in a movie tent.

When it began, Bonnaroo featured jam bands and their sources, and that foundation remains. The audience and vendors were awash in tie dye. Reminders to recycle and other environmental messages were omnipresent; the plastic cups could be composted. Performers cheerfully, or mockingly, addressed the crowd as “hippies.” And the Bonnaroo throng — about 80,000, many camped out on the grounds — is still ready to dance to everything from hip-hop to bluegrass. It’s an untrendy crowd, gathered for a good time.

Yet the pop landscape has changed over the last decade, and Bonnaroo has adapted in its own way. While more specialized jam-band festivals have modeled themselves on Bonnaroo’s early years, the current festival’s lineup now overlaps more with those of other festivals; the Red Hot Chili Peppers, for instance, will also headline Lollapalooza in Chicago. And what originated as a once-a-year event in Tennessee is available for endless replays on YouTube.

Some of the festival’s most enthusiastic audiences shouted along with the hip-hop chants of strong newcomers — the hedonistic Danny Brown, the pugnacious Yelawolf, the comical Das Racist and the socially conscious Kendrick Lamar — as well as with more established acts like the Roots, who have always been a robust live hip-hop band, and Ludacris, who brought a band of his own. The latest rediscovery of 1960s soul also played well at Bonnaroo: not just Alabama Shakes but also young bands backing mature soul singers like Sharon Jones (with the Dap-Kings) and Charles Bradley (with the Extraordinaires).

Bonnaroo’s schedule still had plenty of room for jam bands like Phish, Dispatch and Umphrey’s McGee, who played in Saturday’s wee hours, from 2 a.m. to just before 6 a.m. The Word, an instrumental jam-band coalition, brought together the steel guitarist Robert Randolph, the keyboardist John Medeski and two members of the North Mississippi All-Stars. The groups steamed through tunes from gospel and Stevie Wonder.

A good part of the Bonnaroo crowd savored instrumental passages as well as pop hooks. The meticulous arrangements of Bon Iver, with long stretches of hushed delicacy, held thousands of people transfixed when he played the main stage. White Denim, a band that goes barreling from tricky, musicianly structures to Texas boogie, drew roars of approval.