If Van Hunt's e-mail interview with Rodney Carmichael last year was any indication, it seems like there's no love lost when Van Hunt moved from Atlanta to Los Angeles a few years ago. But many of his fans in the city still have love for him. We were eagerly anticipating the release of his third album, Popular, on Blue Note/EMI today.
It looks like we might have to wait indefinitely. According to a post on Van Hunt's MySpace page, the album has been shelved. Since he doesn't currently have rights to the masters, it could potentially never see a legitimate release. It looks like Van Hunt might have to pull a Killer Mike and offer it as a free download â which is a shame, since his work deserves more consideration and respect than an Internet free-for-all bootleg.
Unfortunately, it's not hard to see why Popular isn't coming out. EMI just got bought by a private equity firm and is about to lay off 2,000 employees, and it's suffering defections from its biggest stars. The company increasingly looks like a liquidation/bankruptcy candidate, and isn't going to waste money on a guy who has never had a hit record. But if anyone deserves Meshell Ndegeocello "favored nation" status â i.e., someone who gets to drop albums despite never going gold or platinum â it's Van Hunt.
Below is an excerpt from Van Hunt's MySpace post.
We've come to expect a little bodily fluid when attending a live show in Atlanta, but nothing kills a performance quicker than unwelcome bleeding from the band's lead.
Saturday night's Attractive Eighties Women CD release show at the Earl was supposed to be a blast. (To read Mosi Reeves preview, click here.) But everything ceased four songs into the set when an unidentified female culprit threw a glass at lead Mack Williams that shattered. His wrist was cut in the process. Here's the explanation posted on AEW's website:
For those of you who werenât there, the show was cut short after our fourth song, âPandamoniumâ. Someone in the audience (most likely a jealous ex-girlfriend or a whack-job animal rights activist) seemed to take umbrage at the thought of us killing the baby panda. A glass was thrown, my wrist was cut, and, before any of us really knew what was happening, the show was over.
Williams spent the next few hours in Emory's emergency room, where he got stitched up.
Click here to check out the rest of the band's response and photos of the incident. AEW plans to reschedule the CD release show for its debut, Coup D'e Ta-Ta's, in the near future. Next time, the guys will perform behind eight feet of chicken wire, they say.
Of all the albums mentioned on CL's list of the best Atlanta albums of 2007, Nerd Parade's A Delicate Bashing is probably the least known. But, as I wrote in CL's May 9, 2007, issue, it's a delightful indie-pop affair worth seeking out. And if you listen to the album and like it, then maybe you can join the band.
Earlier today, Nerd Parade sent out a MySpace bulletin announcing that it's looking for a fifth member. Hipsters need not apply; nerds are more than welcome. Below you'll find an excerpt from the bulletin; contact the band for more details. For the rest of us non-musicians, there's the band's upcoming gig on Tuesday, Jan. 22, at Smith's Olde Bar to look forward to.
Seriously, we are looking for a 5th member.
Us: Well traveled, album in the bag, another in progress, signed, merchandise, videos, the whole deal. Serious about music but never taking ourselves too seriously. We've played at every club in town. We tour, we gig local, we hang out as friends.
You: Play guitar, keys, or both, have all your sh*t together, no bad habits, no bad attitude, smart, not a mercenary, not a ball hog, good gear, passable health, not fundamentalist or conservative in any way, don't look like a piece of trash littering the music scene, can laugh at that, can play your f*cking ass off.
SAY CHEESE: All is well on the stage of the Variety Playhouse before someone sets off a fire extinguisher, thereby killing the Atlanta magazine photo shoot arranged for the planned cover story on Atlanta's raucous rock scene.
Click here to read CL contributor Chad Radford's earlier blog about the shoot.
(Photos by Brittany Terry)
The aftermath ...
Normally a venue for tribute bands and the college crowd, Andrews Upstairs gives the stage over to Atlanta's longtime, hard-working live hip-hop band Heavy Mojo. Through name and lineup changes, the guys still do their thing with incredible chops and energy live. Bellcurve, a new, equally ambient project from Aerial2012's MichaelAngelo Wolfe, opens. $12. 9:30 p.m.
In case you still haven't read our story on the MF Doom concert at MJQ, here's a quick recap and some new info about Doom's alleged Doombots plot.
Atlanta promoter Randy Castello had heard all the accusations that rapper MF Doom sometimes lip-synchs at his concerts, and has even sent impersonators in his place. But when Castello, a huge Doom fan, got the opportunity to put together a concert featuring the masked MC, he was undeterred.
âI was going into the show thinking that Iâm going to be that guy who pulls off a successful MF Doom show,â he says.
But it was not to be. As we reported in this weekâs paper, fans are again angrily accusing Doom of sending someone else to rap in his place at his mid-December show at MJQ Concourse. âThereâs no way it was MF Doom,â concert-goer Jeff Hoffman says.
Castello even accuses Doomâs entourage of stealing his percentage of the door receipts. In the angry missive he sent out via MySpace, he listed a phone number and address that he says belong to Doom, and encouraged show attendees to pursue a refund directly from him.
Doom himself could not be reached for comment, and we donât know what really happened that night, although videos of the show posted to a blog called the Kaos Effect (by Senor Kaos) make a pretty convincing case for irregularities. Thereâs no doubt, however, that something smells funky in Doomland.
The Atlanta-area rapper, who got his start alongside his younger brother in KMD and went on to Billboard success with an Adult Swim-sponsored collaboration with DJ Danger Mouse, has long been accused of reneging on business deals and forsaking former friends and collaborators such as MF Grimm. (Read more in this Village Voice story.)
But things got especially hairy in 2007. After the San Francisco show in August where he was accused of not showing up, he missed a New York concert in September and it was announced that he was in the hospital. His label Stones Throw quickly issued a statement claiming that was not the case.
It gets better. According to a rumor posted on the blog Fake Shore Drive, this may be part of an elaborate marketing scheme designed to promote Doomâs next album:
ââ¦this past weekend C-Rayz Walz, a frequent Doom collaborator and old friend, was here in Chicago and we were discussing Doom and his antics. C-Rayz claims that Doom is an absolute genius and is sending out these fake Doom's to gear up for the release of his next album âDoompostor.â Apparently, on the next album Doom will discuss this in-depth (but when have you heard Doom discuss anything in-depth?)â
Who knows what the future holds for this guy. But whatever it is, it should be pretty damn interesting.
Any drum and bass head who hears the phrase "All the massive!" can't help but get amped. (But then, we're talking about a relatively hyped group of people.)
Tomorrow's Mass Transit is definitely a reason to be excited, not only for the stellar DJs lined up, but also in celebration of five years of 404 Audio.
I'm most excited about the Upbeats, who put it down last March, but it will also be interesting to hear live how AK's hip-hop-inflected style has evolved. $30 (I know!). 10 p.m. Saturday, Jan. 12. The Masquerade.
AK1200 [Project 51 Records / POTD / Moving Shadow - Orlando, FL]
GRIDLOK [Project 51 Records / Virus / Violence Recordings - San Francisco, CA]
THE UPBEATS [BC Presents / Virus / Project 51 Records - Wellington, NZ]
RANDOM MOVEMENT [Creative Source / Liquid V / InnerGround Records - Columbus, OH]
Hosted by MC RACE ONE
"SLAMradio," a new radio talk show on WAOK-AM (1380), debuts tonight from 10-midnight with the topic "celebrity vs. reality."
The show's purpose is "to awaken and empower todayâs Generation X as well as to keep everyone informed, educated as well as entertained," according to an e-mail announcement distributed today.
The show is executive-produced by Chuck D, hip-hop pioneer and SLAMjamz label VP (thus the show's name), and hosted by Enchanted PR's Christal "CC" Jordan-Mims and Janol âMeccaâ Holmes.
Surviving UGK member Bun B will be on hand, along with Chuck D for tonight's discussion about the "perks and pitfalls of societyâs obsession with celebrity life."
If you're not too busy clubbing, listeners are asked to call in at 404-892-2703.
While you're listening to the podcast Supreeme recorded with Music Editor Rodney Carmichael, download Cruz Control Vol. 1. It's a mix from Tom Cruz that previews his upcoming Sloppy Seconds appearance Saturday, Jan. 12, at MJQ, and blends Birdman's "1,000,000 Ones," Shawty Lo's "Dey Know" and random esoterica. You can download the mix here.
Dem Franchize Boyz, the Bankhead crew that helped turn "snap-trap rap" into an epithet, is coming back. How could a group both celebrated and derided as a one-hit wonder (actually, two-hit wonder) get a second shot at pop omniscience? "I Think They Like Me," its breakthrough single, is certified platinum, and "Lean Wit It, Rock Wit It" is certified gold. Its debut album, On Top of Our Game, went gold, too.
So here comes Dem Franchize again with Da Point of No Return, which drops March 25 on Capitol Records. I like a decent "snap-trap" song as much as the next guy, but the album's first single, "Talkin' Out Da Side of Ya Neck!" is really annoying. You can hear it on the group's MySpace page.
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