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Our behind the scenes coordinator and occasional Soundboard stand-in, Zachary L., had the chance to not only see Rubblebucket but get a few questions answered by Alex Toth in the process. We’ve shared the band on here before but now we get a glimpse into why they play so many festivals, how this year’s touring has gone and exactly what Alex means when he says in college he listened to a vast array of weirdness with a healthy dose of jazz.

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Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1987 TV Series) Theme Song
Theme Song Week

A good TV theme song/intro helps define a show and remains as enjoyable on the 50th episode as it was on the fifth. The original 1987 TMNT show was sadly before my time but I had plenty of opportunities to get into music from the show through arcade and NES games. I revisited the TMNT games games recently and found that they are as awesome as I remember, and as intense as this theme song suggests. This theme song is so stellar that I’ve just gone ahead and made it my alarm clock and I’m excited to report that my quality of life has increased dramatically!
 
Viu also alerted me to the version of the TMNT theme she’d heard in Spanish and I’ll include a link to that below.

Les fabuloses Tortugues Ninja

  
Zach Lachman (covering for Rosie)    

I have a recording of myself at age four singing the refrain of this song on repeat for almost five minutes. I really don’t see how I was fit to live with back then. (This song is also currently my wake-up alarm on my phone, and I sometimes try to think of ways to use it elsewhere in life.)

We’re living the dream man

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Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1987 TV Series) Theme Song
Theme Song Week

A good TV theme song/intro helps define a show and remains as enjoyable on the 50th episode as it was on the fifth. The original 1987 TMNT show was sadly before my time but I had plenty of opportunities to get into music from the show through arcade and NES games. I revisited the TMNT games games recently and found that they are as awesome as I remember, and as intense as this theme song suggests. This theme song is so stellar that I’ve just gone ahead and made it my alarm clock and I’m excited to report that my quality of life has increased dramatically!
 
Viu also alerted me to the version of the TMNT theme she’d heard in Spanish and so here’s a link for that: Les fabuloses Tortugues Ninja

-Zachary L.

Phillip Seymour Hoffman & Synecdoche, New York (Cinema at its finest)


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Synecdoche, New York is one of the finest films I have ever seen and deserves to be remembered as both a triumph for cinema and as the crowning achievement of Phillip Seymour Hoffman’s tragically short career.

This film is not for everyone but if you are serious about cinema as an art form and open minded in your approach to what a writer, director, and actor like Hoffman can do with the medium, you will be moved significantly by this film.

Synecdoche, New York is well thought out to the extreme and it possesses an all too rare scope and depth that one can only appreciate through repeat viewings of the work.

Some may dismiss it as confusing, esoteric, or even mistake it for being shallow or cliché but it is a film with a definite purpose and drive, as opposed to being “art for art’s sake.”

This film may appeal to viewers like me immediately but I have also come to see that its true appeal really can only come through repeat viewings.

Like an excellent piece of music, I never tire of Synecdoche, New York. What goes on in and above the film never feels intangible, it seems layered. If you enjoy the film but feel as though you don’t “get it” the first time, don’t worry. Every time you watch it and devote yourself to it, you will come to see or understand some small piece that you had not thought of in a prior viewing. 

The film does not mean to be mysterious or obfuscatory, it is simply dense and takes time to unpack and ponder. 

I just purchased the Blu-Ray version of the film and plan to watch it for the first time in HD as soon as possible. 

I’ll miss you Phillip Seymour Hoffman… 

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Live Coverage: Beach House and Friends’ No Other Tour

Let me paint the scene for you: the year is 2014, you’re in Baltimore City, you don’t know how or why you ended up there but everything will become clear very soon. Ice still covers the dingy streets and you pull your scarf tighter as you walk against the winter chill. There’s a door with two pieces of paper taped up “Knock” “Knock”, you obey and a man opens the door and gives directions. Before long you’re climbing up 6 flights of stairs, each landing complete with at least one shattered window pane, the cold air beckoning from the other side of the non-existent glass. As you reach the top, sounds can be heard coming from behind the door. There’s nowhere else to go. You step inside to an old empty apartment floor where Josh of Animal Collective is spinning sounds from the 70s. You’ve now arrived at Floristree and this is where you’re going to witness some of the most talented artists in their field recreate a lost classic: Gene Clark's No Other.

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Live Coverage: Gwar

Confession: I’m getting sick of going to concerts where people are too “cool” to dance and just stand still looking forward vacantly, or worse yet, live-blog the entire show. Sure, I go to concerts for the music, but I also go for the thrill. Arriving at the show, it only took a minute of standing in line with the burly dude in the “DIE HIPSTER SCUM” shirt to know that Gwar would deliver something exciting. 
                
The show was wild and the intensity of the concert increased with each band-to-band transition. Iron Reagan really got the crowd going with their super moshy, crowd-surfy, brand of thrash/punk. The death metal group Whitechapel took it up another level and the moshing was hard enough to leave me with a bit of bruising and one of my friends with a good ole’ kick to face lump the next morning. 

By the time Gwar came on, the concert hall was was completely bonkers. While the crowd was losing its collective mind, the mania onstage surpassed anything else that night. Gwar’s guitar licks and sense of humor were brutal and during their set Oderus Urungus, Beefcake the Mighty, Balsac the Jaws of Death, Jizmak Da Gusha, and Pustulus Maximus, ripped a baby in half, flayed an old woman, murdered Justin Bieber, and did unspeakable things to the pope. Gwar also killed a strange alien named Mr. Perfect whose “perfect body” the band ripped limb from blood gushing tentacled limb. 

By the end of the night, I was drenched in fake-blood and definitely satisfied with the thrill. Metal may only have a very small presence on my iPod but after seeing Gwar, I’ll be going to more metal concerts this winter for sure. 

Check out Gwar’s hilarious and solid new album Battle Maximums At the very least treat yourself to their ridiculous song “Raped at Birth”.
If you’re into thrash/punk check out Iron Reagan’s album “Worse Than Dead” which has the best album art/t-shirt I’ve seen in a long time. 

Still trying to get all the fake blood off my shoes, 

-Zachary L
Iron Reagan

Gwar was a ton of fun

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Live Coverage: Gwar

Confession: I’m getting sick of going to concerts where people are too “cool” to dance and just stand still looking forward vacantly, or worse yet, live-blog the entire show. Sure, I go to concerts for the music, but I also go for the thrill. Arriving at the show, it only took a minute of standing in line with the burly dude in the “DIE HIPSTER SCUM” shirt to know that Gwar would deliver something exciting.
               
The show was wild and the intensity of the concert increased with each band-to-band transition. Iron Reagan really got the crowd going with their super moshy, crowd-surfy, brand of thrash/punk. The death metal group Whitechapel took it up another level and the moshing was hard enough to leave me with a bit of bruising and one of my friends with a good ole’ kick to face lump the next morning.

By the time Gwar came on, the concert hall was was completely bonkers. While the crowd was losing its collective mind, the mania onstage surpassed anything else that night. Gwar’s guitar licks and sense of humor were brutal and during their set Oderus Urungus, Beefcake the Mighty, Balsac the Jaws of Death, Jizmak Da Gusha, and Pustulus Maximus, ripped a baby in half, flayed an old woman, murdered Justin Bieber, and did unspeakable things to the pope. Gwar also killed a strange alien named Mr. Perfect whose “perfect body” the band ripped limb from blood gushing tentacled limb. 

By the end of the night, I was drenched in fake-blood and definitely satisfied with the thrill. Metal may only have a very small presence on my iPod but after seeing Gwar, I’ll be going to more metal concerts this winter for sure. 

Check out Gwar’s hilarious and solid new album Battle Maximums At the very least treat yourself to their ridiculous song “Raped at Birth”.
If you’re into thrash/punk check out Iron Reagan’s album “Worse Than Dead” which has the best album art/t-shirt I’ve seen in a long time. 

Still trying to get all the fake blood off my shoes, 

-Zachary L
Iron Reagan

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So remember when I brought you guys Rocky Rivera’s cool new single “Wake Up" a couple weeks ago? Well, we got in contact with her and she was cool enough to give us a short interview which you guys can check out after the jump! It’s really cool. Like… really cool.

Max

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