Music + Nightlife
SF music-maker and underground superstar DJ Mochipet, aka David Wang, has toiled a Web designer, tug boat dispatcher and jazz-radio record-spinner. Nowadays, judging from his Facebook dispatches, the down-to-earth and friendly Daly City Records honcho seems to be getting a chance to do the do full-time, at home and abroad.
Ah, yes, winding down amid the holiday stress and mess -- doesn’t that sound like the ticket?
Kontrol honcho Greg Bird tipped me to his upcoming event, “Afterglow,” a first-Sunday, evening-after get-together at Nickie's that he describes as “bone-crushingly mellow” with an emphasis on chill sounds that don’t fit into the usual dust-up on dancefloor: ambient, deep house, downtempo, dreamy drum ‘n’ bass, dub techno, future jazz, IDM and other less-than-definable genres.
What better way to promote fun-loving times than to surround yourself with pot plants and a pre-teen? Reggae icon Lee "Scratch" Perry is in his 70s and the ganja may have a stranglehold on his dreads but the dude continues to push the music envelope. Just listen to this schizophrenic rave-esque holiday song, sure to make you think more about glow sticks and blue pills rather than sleigh bells: "Santa Claus"
Let's admit it. This is Morrissey's world, and we're all just visiting. He's one of the very few living music legends left on this planet, and most don't even reach as high of an iconic status even after they die. From somewhat stereotypical British punk beginnings to one of the most influential and perhaps the first indie innovator ever. After The Smiths breakup over two decades ago, Morrissey decided to ride solo, a tricky move at his state in the game. Luckily, although not surprisingly, the fans welcomed him with open arms and he continues to be the most notably successful British indie pop icon to this day.
Pink is dead -- long live Pink. The dance spot last owned by house DJ Franky Boissy once lured well-heeled clubbers past the ragged hookers and rock-slingers of 16th and Mission, into the supposed sketch zone. And Boissy and company brought in house music names like Louie Vega, Vikter Duplaix, DJ Spinna, and Dimitri From Paris, as well as locals like David Harness. Pink, alas, bit the big one not long ago, another recession-era casualty.
A young man on the rise - that’s Luke Rathbone. The 21-year-old Brooklyn, N.Y., songwriter will soon be joining his chum Devendra Banhart on the road (he fielded a sweet array of props from guest editor Banhart in a recent edition of Magnet) and is looking forward to the release of his debut, Hello Dark Prince.
Is the mash-up dead?
Not according to Bootie, which throws its post-Thanksgiving party and latest bimonthly pop deconstructo-fest tonight, Nov. 28, at DNA Lounge.
Still providing “the soundtrack for the A.D.D. generation,” the bash centers on a mano-y-mano mash-up DJ battle set by DJs Adrian and the Mysterious D. Upstairs, DJ Mykill, Kidhack, and Mario Muse put the focus on electro remixes, covers, and bootlegs. And there are live mash-ups for all when Smash-up Derby, Bootie’s live house band, performs at 11-ish, while Monistat chases the whole shebang at midnight.
Trying to file The Books under a single style or genre would be an exercise in futility. Nick Zammuto and Paul de Jong started working on their first album in 2000 and continue to stitch together potentially incompatible styles—including folk, electronica, and spoken word—to build what reviewers and fans consider a sonic collage. Even "experimental" is an insufficient description because they don't so much experiment with sound as explore and reimagine it. They'll be performing two shows this weekend as part of the Noe Valley Music Series, so if you're not heading out of town for the holiday weekend, it's a great opportunity to see them in the kind of intimate setting where they belong.
It’s more than a mere ‘80s revival at this point: the pulsing beat and almost Afropop-like rhythm guitar of the title track of Cold Cave’s newly reissued full-length, Love Comes Close (Matador). Are you listening to a great, new track by New Order, returned to its old form, rather than a coolly hot Iladelphia/NYC threesome? Like La Roux, Glass Candy and umpteen Yazoo and Human League acolytes, the group hews that closely to the chilly mechanics of Reagan-era pop. Frankly faux, sharply minimal keys are intertwined in an icy clinch with ennui-laden, art-damaged vocals.
The title may be a bit misleading, but both vegetarians and carnivores are welcome at 330 Ritch's annual "Meat Is Murder" Thanksgiving party. The event name has less to do with animal rights and more to do with the Smiths, whose 1985 album of the same name will be played by cover group This Charming Band. (For the uninitiated, "This Charming Man" was one of the band's biggest hits.) As lovers of the Smiths, lead singer Morrissey, and all of the mopey, poppy goodness of the Britpop all-stars, we're excited to burn off some Turkey Day calories jumping around to "How Soon Is Now?" and "Stop Me If You Think You've Heard This One Before," among other hits.