Jason Killinger steps through the front door of Atlantis: The Lost Bar onto the Frankford Avenue sidewalk in Kensington. He’s all smiles and greets me warmly with a firm handshake on an unforgivingly cold mid-November night. The guitarist and singer of Spacin’ is feeling good because he has Total Freedom on his mind. Continue reading →
Rain is coming down on Delaware Avenue. It’s early October and Tygaton is completely audible from the opposite side of the six-lane highway. They’re exploring an immersive jam that sounds like it could’ve gone several more leagues farther down when it stops rather suddenly.
Guitarist and lead singer Ben Will, comes outside followed by his bandmates. Each has a bottle of Yards Extra Special Ale in hand, presumably bought from the brewery within eyeshot of where they practice. After a quick introduction everyone heads inside.
On the second floor of a building that appears to have either been an apartment building or a warehouse converted into rehearsal spaces for several bands. Right now there’s one practicing in another room just down the hallway. Filing into their room Tygaton shares with another band, they each sit by their respective instruments. It may be about – generously estimating – 15-by-18 feet; stacked with gear almost up to the ceiling and is nearly impossible to take a step through without there being a guitar or synth cable underneath one’s feet.
The five-piece psych outfit has some deep roots, which is what aids them in creating their highly evocative songs. Will and bassist Dave Moore have known each other since they were about 15 years old, playing in different bands around the Philadelphia punk scene, but never in the same one. Continue reading →
Last March, Ian Winter played bass in an impromptu rap cypher at the Lancaster Avenue Autonomous Space, better known as LAVA Space. It initially was a show booked by Camae Defstar, organizer of ROCKERS! and frontwoman of Moor Mother Goddess. But it ended up turning into an open floor jam with many MCs rocking the mic.
“We just jammed on one riff for a while and probably about eight or nine people freestyled on it,” says Winter, a member of the collective that runs LAVA Space and bassist for West Philly MC Ronnie Vega. He goes on to say a DJ eventually took over with his sample pad to keep the groove going.
The way that night turned into such a loose and welcoming jam was influential on Winter and he decided he wanted to book his own cypher with a live band. He wanted it to be an opportunity for either a show or a practice session for both MCs and musicians who are interested in both punk and hip hop. Continue reading →
For most people the Detroit Tigers logo is simply that: the emblem of a professional baseball team in Michigan.
But when you see it on the wall in Profond Music and Art, the newest record shop in Northern Liberties, it stands for something much deeper. Profond, a boutique specializing in electronic, house, hip hop, jazz and soul, opened the first week of August.
Owner Gabor K., a former DJ, is ready to provide for a community he knows is strong in Philadelphia but hasn’t yet had a store of its own to cater to it specifically. And he’s using his own prior experience to help shape his business model.
“My main thing is that I could never find what I was looking for,” Gabor says about shopping for records. “So we’re very cautious of what we carry here. We carry what we like and we want to be appealing to the DJ community, which is huge in Philly but it’s pretty much underground.” Continue reading →
If you ask the most purist of vinyl record collectors, Record Store Day is a farce. If you ask those that aren’t jaded yet by the obscenely long list of RSD-exclusives and reissues each year, it’s pretty exciting. Regardless of whether you’re with side A or side B, there’s sure to be an event this April 18 that will be the needle that fits your groove. Continue reading →
The house lights were still up and upbeat pop music was coming from the speakers hanging from the ceiling, when unannounced, a man in a coat and winter hat with its ear flaps down to his chin took the stage and began tinkering with a guitar. Just a couple minutes later another fellow emerged from the crowd and sat down behind the keyboard at center stage, seemingly adjusting its volume and softy warming up his fingers with different chords. At that moment, this show stated that it’d be an intimate affair.
Ryley Walker then stepped onto the stage in same way, picked up his guitar and sat down at his microphone before taking one last long pull from his can of beer. While he started plucking at his 12-string, his accompaniment seemed to get louder and the house lights dropped. Walker took a deep breath and murmured a relaxed “All right,” into the mic, as they set up the head of “Summer Dress.” Continue reading →
You probably didn’t know it, but at the last concert you attended you may have been standing next to a taper. Just ask Kris, a.k.a. Philataper, who has been documenting live gigs for over 20 years. Just a quick perusal of his Soundcloud page shows a treasure trove of local happenings: Strand of Oaks at Union Transfer, Hiss Golden Messenger at Johnny Brenda’s, Doug Paisley at Boot and Saddle.
Recording shows isn’t contained to only the jam band scene, where tapers have been found in designated areas at shows for decades with portable recorders, preamps and microphones on tall stands. True, it’s the only scene that often openly allows taping. In fact, that’s where it all started for Kris (who asks that his last name remain anonymous because of the nature of his hobby). Continue reading →
You’ll hear the lyric “Well, I can drink from the river ‘til the ocean runs dry” on Sheer Mag’s debut seven-inch, and you’ll notice you’re mid-power stance: fist tightly clenched, eyes shut hard and knees bent just enough. But it just feels right. The song is “Hard Lovin’” and you’ve been standing in front of the stereo since you got up to flip the record over after “Sit and Cry” finished the first side. And that simply makes sense.
This springboard seven-inch coming out of South Philly is a raw-powered punch through unstoppable hooks. Continue reading →
It’s Wednesday night in the first week of September and John Sharkey III is in his Kensington screen-printing studio. He’s working on tote bags for local punk band, No Other. But he’s never printed tote bags before.
The next day, Sharkey leaves for Ireland, where his wife is originally from, for some family obligations for about two weeks. When he returns, he’ll release Pure Reality, the first full-length album from his newest project Dark Blue.
It’s an eight-song haul in the shoes of a blue-collar man raising his second child, relocating his entire family across continents and returning to an old, yet new home. Continue reading →
There are few things that can be as debilitating for a young band as finding out that your tour van – including all of your gear inside and all of your tour earnings – was stolen right out from under your nose. That was The Districts’ now widely-known story in early June. But the Lititz-bred, Philly-based band was able to get by with a little help from their friends, even when they were nearly 900 miles away from home. Continue reading →