Phil Collins has told the UK paper The Mirror that his drumming stance has ruined his chance of ever picking up the sticks again—basically his back become aligned in such a way that his vertebrae have slowly started crushing his spinal cord, and now sitting in drumming stance causes him great pain. But there sure was a weird bit of locution in the seemingly sympathetic Mirror piece that broke his plight! More »
Oh, Tiny Masters Of Today. When will you learn that the “videos making fun of the pop-star-making process” trope is one that’s at least twice as old as your already-wizened teenage souls? (And probably older?) Let it also be known that my first exposure to the clip for “Pop Star”–a song based around a riff wholesale borrowed from “Brimful Of Asha,” which isn’t a bad idea–was via MTV Hits, the digital-cable channel devoted to… oh, you know. For some reason, it’s airing an installment of Subterranean right now, which I’m sure some blog-band triumphalist out there will see as a “victory,” even though its videos have concepts directly influenced by the biggest, baddest arena rock of the past. [YouTube] More »
Let’s imagine that in 1992, just after Nevermind peaked, Dave Grohl took a break from Nirvana to form Foo Fighters. I mean, why not? Grohl was a gun for hire, at least the sixth drummer to sit in with the band before they finally broke big. And let’s say he scored some of those juicy Foos radio hits right away: “This Is a Call,” “Big Me,” maybe “Monkey Wrench” too.
And then imagine he came back in ’93 to Nirvana in time for In Utero, making them even bigger than they already were—not just reliable album-sellers but the kind of band able to score regular Top 40 radio hits. Grohl would be transformed, from Kurt Cobain’s potent-but-silent sidekick, to coequal band focal point.
It’s a little hard to imagine for all sorts of reasons, not least the fact that Grohl was too respectful of Cobain to form his own project until both Kurt and the band were dead and gone. But the scheduling is also fanciful—who has that kind of time, to get a successful solo career going while keeping up with a best-selling group?
The fact is, it’s exceedingly rare for a successful side project to not only coexist with the original group but bring that stalwart act to new pop-chart heights. In fact, in chart history, it’s only happened three times (really, more like two and a half).
The third of these three acts is this week sitting atop Billboard‘s Hot 100, in the form of the Black Eyed Peas*. “Boom Boom Pow” is, oddly, the act’s first No. 1—but it’s gun-for-hire Fergie’s fourth. More »
Phil Collins has renounced his life of overly self-referential videos and mugging for the camera for a new passion: The Alamo, the former Roman Catholic mission that was the site of the Texas Revolution’s Battle of the Alamo in 1836. Collins is in Texas for the anniversary of that battle, and he took some time out to tell a San Antonio News-Express reporter that he’s basically given up on his music career so as to fully indulge his obsession with the structure. Luckily, his esteemed stature went unnnoticed by a lot of Alamo enthusiasts who had no idea who he was!
Bruce Springsteen, Tom Petty, Prince, The Rolling Stones, Sir Paul McCartney: After this Sunday, this list will be the answer to the question “Who were the last five Super Bowl halftime show performers?” Boomer-friendly and safe-for-TV in the wake of Nipplegate, these big five have conspired to make the Super Bowl Halftime Show a Big Deal, water cooler fodder, something you might actually watch on TV. Some might point to 1993’s Super Bowl XXVII Michael Jackson show as a turning point, but the year after that brought America Rockin’ Country Sunday with Clint Black, Tanya Tucker, Travis Tritt, and The Judds—certainly big stars, but not exactly a glitzy, over-the-top spectacle. I’ve been a lifetime Super Bowl watcher, and I can’t remember most of the halftime shows I’ve seen. In fact, despite its billing as an annual entertainment extravaganza, most Super Bowl Shows have been forgettable, banal, or just plain awful. Seven examples, after the jump.
While Maura’s favorite sport seems to have its fair share of music related content, my deep love of soccer doesn’t seem to work its way into posts too often. But thanks to Liverpool midfielder Steven Gerrard’s Monday arrest in a Southport, England, bar, my dream of melding my two ridiculous passions into one post has come true!