Happy first weekend of September - and happy Labor Day weekend, too, for our American cities! Let's take a look at what's been happening around the Ist-a-verse. The deaths of two firefighters shook Bostonist this week. Boston's firefighters bent over backwards all week long - first, they fought flames pouring from the Boston Tea Party museum, and then a restaurant fire killed two and injured many more. Their efforts make everything else - like Tom...
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We were starting to worry that the day's music news would contain little but the downright nasty word that Keith Richards cut his father's ashes with cocaine and actually snorted the concoction up his million-years-old nose. Thank you, Boston Globe, for allowing us to turn to a different Keith. A local Keith. A younger Keith. A Keith who, as far as we know, hasn't snorted anyone up his nose. Keith Lockhart and the Boston Pops...
The state of the sidewalks around Boston kept us on our asses this weekend. Not so much of the figurative kind where we sat at home and skipped a show because it was too hard to get around. No, more the literal kind where we kept falling down because of that damn 2" layer of ice that was pretty much everywhere. This week they tell us that the temperature is rising by week's end....
Last week My Morning Jacket played two dates with the Boston Pops at Symphony Hall. A small set of the Pops had been on Letterman backing up the Pops earlier in the month for a preview performance. The CBS set is a far cry from the Symphony Hall setting the full Pops gig allowed. After Wednesday's show a couple of recordings were floating around the internets, but they went up and down. Thursday's show new recordings surfaced – and some of them even stuck around. There are now a handful of video clips of My Morning Jacket playing with the Boston Pops. We bring you here one of them with better sound quality than the rest. You can find others with a full stage perspective, poor image quality, and even from the Late Show.
Bostonist will check out the much-hyped (UK: festival appearances/ US: The OC appearance), small-town band The Subways from Britain trying to make the world their garage in the young group’s first stateside tour. Forgoing current angular, dance rock motifs (Franz Ferdinand) and pre-empting the American arrival of their debut album Young for Eternity with a live serving of one-foot-in-the-gutter three-piece pop in Allston, The Subways will face the gauntlet set by a city ravenously devouring the likes of Broken Social Scene, My Morning Jacket, and Franz Ferdinand of late. The live show should flesh out glimpses of Nirvana and Oasis seen on their debut, and, in the hopes of Bostonist, offer more than The Vines.
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