tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58430832011-04-21T18:05:10.046-04:00...plays songs about b-movie starlets, x-movie starlets, ex-movie starlets, Academy Award Winning Actresses, people born in the wrong skin, blonde strangers, convenience stores, bad parties, the Eisenhower Interstate system, and Kong's words with Jesus in the aftermath of a rough first date. It's late-night music. Have a smooth beverage. Bob M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06387683053145121583noreply@blogger.comBlogger181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843083.post-49680014246811956052009-02-14T14:04:00.001-05:002009-02-14T14:04:50.633-05:00

Friends!A rare event: Bob plays solo in Los Angeles.Friday, March 20, 2009. 9pm (for real).1519 Griffith Park Blvd. near Sunset Junction.There will be art and drink.And also other music by The Movies and Ema the Ghost.Write it down. Cheers!

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Funny how time moves. You can walk into a movie theater and come out having experienced a lifetime. You can lose nine months and it seems like a week. The headphones are on the head but no music is playing. It's kind of nice. Blocks out the helicopters, the car alarms, the sound of the freeway. Just the fears and hopes pinging off the inside of the cranium, like the sound of a heavy rock heaved

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I used to hate the band that sang this:I quit.I give up.Nothing's good enough for anybody else, it seems.And I quit.I give up.Nothing's good enough for anybody else, it seems.And being alone's the best way to beWhen I'm by myself it's the best way to beWhen I'm all alone it's the best way to beWhen I'm by myself nobody else can sayGoodbye.Everything is temporary anyway.When the streets are wet

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It's summer!Where I come from back in The Nation's Swamp the advent of summer always meant one thing: We must determine the identity of The Summer Jam.Generally, The Summer Jam identifies its own self. Because it's blasting out of every other car window, dorm window, jukebox, iPod earbud, and cheesy reality show. Which also means usually it's some flavor of commercial R&B. Kelis or J. Timberlake

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I think it's clear that, officially, The Gena Rowlands Band just doesn't blog enough. But where do all you people find the time to build this vast new infrastructure of humor and pathos? We (the royal we) are too busy being the butt of humor and pathos to type even one more word. And yet, somehow, we shall.We shall also just start saying "I." I probably hear from someone every other day that we (

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It's about to be November in the endless summer of Southern California. You can tell because the mosquitos are gone and sales of hoodies are up. The windows have remained open for the last 13 months. This is the way life should be.Mixes from the new album are pinging into the inbox (as mixed by TJ Lipple and Chad Clark at Silver Sonya). Two great directors (David Wilson, Scott Teems) are

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June was hot as blazes in Washington, DC and New York City, where the GRB recorded a new full-length (#3) and played some shows to celebrate the release of our second record, The Nitrate Hymnal. July passed without major incident, unless you count the Los Angeles debut of the GRB at Tangier, a lyrical javelin in the heart of the beast. Or something. And August... the northern hemisphere is a

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S X S W 2 0 0 6 Please consider buying our new record, THE NITRATE HYMNAL, to help pay for our ill-fated visit to Austin. Thank you.The Gena Rowlands Band

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Different house, different street, different view from my window. Now it's a lemon tree and some famous hills. Hummingbirds. A dependably blue sky. Sometimes I miss the view down 13th Street at night, but the skyline is dazzling from my new hilltop. The Gena Rowlands Band will release a second full-length album on March 14, 2006, God willing. It's a collaboration with NYC's Anti-Social Music.

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There's a reason the GRB site lists shows under the heading 'The Magic Hour.' Madeleine L'Engle wrote a bunch of fiction that I've never read. But her book, "Walking On Water: Reflections on Faith and Art," says the following: ~ "All artists know days when time collaborates with them and they can do more than they can do in one day. There are other days when they are equally diligent, and yet get

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There was once a time before the Eisenhower Interstate System. This was the era of US 1 and US 66 - the roads that people wrote songs about. They wrote these songs because, like people, these roads have character. But modern interstates have all the character of Mall of America. No doubt they are convenient, efficient, soothing. But the interstate roadsigns are a glimpse into the interstate soul.

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There is a certain joy in the car that roars by blaring some hip hop tune you don't know (but should). In the time it takes for the car to pass your open window you can take in and recall the hook, which allows you to look it up, which allows you to download it, which allows you to appear knowledgeable to your more-knowledgeable friends (who actually listen to crappy hip hop radio all day). To be

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It's 11:24 p.m. and one might think a jaunt down 13th Street to the only bar in the neighborhood might be in order. Funny thing about bars, though: they're full of expectations dragged in by their patrons, and those expectations are seldom met or exceeded. And that's why they're bars, not museums or churches. Frankly, just knowing there's a bar in the neighborhood is comfort enough. Wasn't always

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For some reason, more women than men seem to like the Gena Rowlands Band. This is an unforeseen development. In the movie biz, there’s leading men and there’s character actors. Leading men are the prettyboys but character actors got soul. They also got the chops. They work steadily but you never see them on the covers of those supermarket checkout magazines. Especially not on the arm of some

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It only seems like forever. But January will see the release of the Gena Rowlands Band's "La Merde et Les Etoiles." This disc has been years in the making. Several labels have pursued it, then dropped it. Apparently no one knows what to make of it - except Autoclave and Lujo. Perhaps if you quiz me in just the right way I'll reveal the shocking list of labels who tried to wrap their heads around

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It's sort of quaint to be called a faggot from the window of a speeding pickup truck. It says, "Hello, welcome to North Adams, Mass., incest capital of the northeast," where I spent the last three weeks. It's quaint not just because that last happened to me in third grade. And not because I now - as then - like girls. But that sort of thing happens less and less in the big city and really, for me

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The window looks out on 13th Street NW. Cars, emergency vehicles, citizens all pass by. The view has traffic lights in green red yellow, taillights in another red, don't walk signals in orange, street lamps in that sick spaceport halogen pink, white headlights. The moon in blue. Citizens walk by, eating from bags. Drinking too. Makes it easy to re-feel that feeling: who are all those people down

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It's funny how things come together. Never the way you'd planned or hoped, but oftentimes that's for the best. It took over a year for the Gena Rowlands Band album to find a label home, but when Richard Vernon brought me on at Autoclave, the providential course of this album came clear to me. I've been in the rock underground since I was 15 and I know a lot of people, so it was more than a little

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