August 17, 2012

We Celebrated Six Years Online with The Hounds Who Have a New Record

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Hounds of the Wild HuntPhoto: Josh Lovseth
Hounds of the Wild Hunt

This August marks six years of Sound on the Sound covering the Seattle music scene and beyond, and for the last two years we’ve been sponsoring the first Friday of each month with handpicked lineups at the Columbia City Theater. Our most recent Friday featured a few familiar faces from that time showing in support of the release of Hounds of the Wild Hunt’s new record “El Mago”

Opening in the Bourbon bar, Lonesome Shack’s country blues vamps proved us to be sleeping until now on one of Seattle’s best roots talents, who I’m told was at one point a Cafe Racer Tuesday night regular sporting tacks on his shoes for percussion. Any party with Strong Killings on the bill we’d be pleased to be a part of as they epitomize the irreverent attitude that brought Seattle’s version of rock and roll into view with the Sonics, and then some two-some decades later with Sub Pop’s efforts. Up third, Hobosexual doubled down on that humor, the hair and the skillz to lay their claim as Seattle’s shreddingist two-piece.

With their latest record The Hounds of the Wild Hunt are now fully engrossed in their more pop oriented ego. Though they might have shed some of the punk irreverance I loved so much with the loss of their old name (The Whore Moans), they’ve taken more control of their tones and now display a matured irreverance a la Paul Westerberg’s Replacements. Rock & Roll culture is as much a slick mainstream fashion statement as advertising angle in 2012; now any notion of counter-culture leanings among popular rock music is pretty laughable. The Hounds continue to ignore the memo by remaining a little rough around the edges, and so on their own terms are delivering provocative performances with an anthemic everyman grit.

Hounds of the Wild HuntPhoto: Josh Lovseth
Hounds of the Wild Hunt
HobosexualPhoto: Josh Lovseth
Hobosexual
Strong KillingsPhoto: Josh Lovseth
Strong Killings
Lonesome ShackPhoto: Josh Lovseth
Lonesome Shack
July 20, 2012

Sound on the Sound Presents: Hounds of the Wild Hunt, Strong Killings, Hobosexual and Lonesome Shack

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Two weeks from today is a big day for Sound on the Sound and some important people and places in our lives. On Friday August 3rd we’ll be celebrating six years of running this website, two years of business and booking shows at Columbia City Theater and El Mago a brand new album from Hounds of the Wild Hunt. We’ll be doing so with Hounds of the Wild Hunt (of course), Strong Killings, Hobosexual and Lonesome Shack (playing a set in the Bourbon Bar). Its gonna be a night of kick ass rock’n'roll celebrating labors of love. and we hope you can come and raise a glass and a fist in the air with us to celebrate. Tickets are just $8. Here’s a taste of what you’ll be treated to if you attend, including your first chance for a full listen at Hounds of the Wild Hunt new album: Hounds of the Wild Hunt: Strong Killings: Hobosexual: Lonesome Shack:

July 19, 2012

Slack Fest 2012: “Exactly how I want it to be”

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Slack fest closes with the Moondoggies

Slack Fest closes with the Moondoggies ::: Photo by Josh Lovseth

More. Faster. Harder. Coachella understands America’s on a perpetual ADHD thrill ride and this week added another climb and dive on the roller-coaster by announcing a cruise to go along with their now two-weekend festival. By comparison, with just one stage situated on a flatbed plopped in the middle of a racetrack out in podunk rural Washington, the modest one-day Slack Fest hardly seems recognizable as a music festival. Then again, I’d go for the leisurely pace and lengthy sandbar for swimming between bands any day. And I’m not the only one.

Overheard at Slack Fest:

“My Cheeks hurt so much from smiling!” – One Enthusiastic Two-Stepper taking a breather

“For me, this was my favorite Slack Fest.” – A Slack Fest Veteran

“Exactly how I want it to be.” – A friend who comes back decrying nearly every festival experience

Once again fest namesake Don Slack helped build a lineup true to his tastes, one that’s diverse, locally current, and also entertaining. Country Lips both on stage and by the bonfire distinguished themselves as energetic performers. Zoe Muth, on the cusp of releasing her new EP, counterpointed their eager delivery with her own lonesome lilt, both bands giving honky-tonk a high profile at the fest this year. Slack is a black t-shirt wearing rocker at heart though, which the rest of the line-up favored.

The (not actual) Rolling Stones pulled everyone in from the tents and river for their tribute set, drawing the largest audience of the afternoon. The Wayfinders touched down from phantasy land for an hour bringing tales of dragons and such, sounding as weird and good as on record. Closing out the stage Saturday the Moondoggies played what in a certain co-editor of this site’s estimation was her favorite set of theirs, ever. Having seen countless sets from these Everett road dogs in every setting imaginable, this is saying something.

Just an hour north of Seattle the fest is close enough to drive home, so many folks do; but camping really is part of the fun too, particularly if you were among the Slackers taking part in killing the kegs feeding the bottomless keg cups by late afternoon. (Hilliards is good beer.) This year’s after-hours experiences included: watching the lighting of the bonfire with a flame thrower. Twice. Meeting very nice people people in the dark I’d only recognize by voice in the morning. Finding more beer in my cooler than when I’d left it two hours before. Eating a 12.30 bowl of Kraft Macacroni and Cheese for the first time in probably a decade out of the back of a friendly VW Vanagon.

Slack Fest was a welcome break from worrying about missing something or competing for space with an inconsiderate crowd. To just hang, roam, enjoy music and swim with buds without the need of an app, an RFID bracelet to get through layers of security, or even a clock felt novel. In my ideal world, it wouldn’t be.

The Rolling Stones

The Rolling Stones ::: Photo by Josh Lovseth

Dancing to Zoe Muth and the Lost High Rollers

Dancing to Zoe Muth and the Lost High Rollers ::: Photo by Abbey Simmons

Kevin Murphy and Don Slack

The Moondoggies’ Kevin Murphy and Don Slack ::: Photo by Josh Lovseth

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July 18, 2011

Smokey Brights – “Wine From a Jug” (Acoustic)

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We’re big fans of Smokey Brights, the surprising new project from Hounds of the Wild Hunt bassist Ryan Devlin and What What Now guitarist Mike Kalnoky. And by the looks of it, we’re not the only ones. Leo, featured here at the end of the video, is just over a year old and he’s already trying to join the band.

You can catch the Smokey Brights, sans toddler and as a full band this Friday at the High Dive, where they’ll be opening for Big Sur’s CD release alongside another Sound on the Sound favorite, Stephen Nielsen.

April 12, 2011

What I’m Loving Now: Posse and Smokey Brights

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Posse

Like most of vitamin D starved Seattle, my desperation for sunshine and temperatures not requiring multiple sweaters is reaching previously unknown levels. I was born and raised in Seattle, I can deal with some gray and rain with the most stoic of people, but after last years summer fake out, I’m fiending for t-shirt weather like never before.

While Seattle has only physically offered us golden glimpses of sunshine, musically there are a number of new bands whose sun-washed sounds transport me from our long winter straight to summertime. Considering my craving, it should come as no surprise these are a couple of the local bands I’m listening to most.

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Sounding more San Francisco than Seattle, Posse’s rough around the edges indie-pop equally satisfies my need for moody melancholy and toe-tapping catchiness. There’s a sunny slur to the songs, like the year’s first trip to the beach where its the brown-bagged booze that keeps you warm instead of the sunshine and Posse has me drunk. For your first sip, I suggest “Sarah.”

Posse is playing next Friday (April 22nd) at The Comet.

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Smokey Brights by Dylan Priest

If Posse sounds like the beginning of the summer, Smokey Brights is a lazy August day gorged with sun. A new project two years in the making from Ryan Devlin, best known as the bassist for Hounds of the Wild Hunt, Smokey Brights featuring members of What What Now and Armed With Legs. Sounding little like the bands its members are best known for, Smokey Brights combines retro r&b sounds with a touch of Ballard Americana and highlights Devlin and Co’s skilled musicianship and his knack for catchy pop. Parts of “Everyday” sound like Seattle’s answer to The Hold Steady’s Boys and Girls in America era anthems, while “Waiting on A Light” is surprisingly delicate, like a sweet slow dance.

Smokey Brights play the High Dive this Thursday with Youth Rescue Mission (COI statement: I currently do PR for both the High Dive and YRM) and they’ll be celebrating their CD debut on May 26th at The Tractor.

Everyday by Smokey Brights

Waiting on a Light by Smokey Brights

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January 27, 2011

Another New Song From Hounds of the Wild Hunt – “Anywhere But Seattle”

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A dude I best know for screaming his head off as a Whore Moan playing jangly Mississippi blues slide guitar? Mind. Blown.

“Anywhere But Seattle” is another intriguing new track from Hounds of the Wild Hunt who, clearly, are no longer the Whore Moans. With songs like this being the “throw away” songs of the new project from old favorites, I can almost live with that. And its easier with every new song, which like puzzle pieces, introducing us to and piecing together the band’s new identity. I look forward to hearing what they share with us next.

January 20, 2011

New Song from Hounds of the Wild Hunt and the Promise of More

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Having just scheduled studio time to record their debut record with Gary Mula, it appears that the Hounds of the Wild Hunt just can’t wait to share some of their new songs with Seattle. “Clumsy Constellations” features more singing and none of the band’s former incarnations signature screaming.

The band promises that this video is only the first and that they’ll be sharing a new song recorded at their home every week. But don’t hold them too tightly to that …

We are going to be filming some live performances around Wizard House (our home) and releasing them every week or so. However, we are a cripplingly lazy group of individuals so if we miss a deadline one week you guys can just go to hell. We are probably too busy watching 15 episodes of King of the Hill.

And considering the video was filmed in front of a fireplace, with an American Flag hanging, I imagine Reverb will have something to say about it shortly. Check back with Sound on the Sound and Hounds of the Wild Hunt for new songs (nearly) every week.

December 27, 2010

Our Year in Photos 2010: Hounds of the Wild Hunt [and win tickets to see them on NYE!]

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Hounds of the Wild Hunt ::: photo by Abbey Simmons

2010 has been a momentous year of change for The Hounds of the Wild Hunt. The band started and spent half of 2010 as the Whore Moans, playing a completely different and much beloved catalog of songs after having spent five years sweating and proving themselves as one of Seattle’s most promising punk bands.

Well, some things haven’t changed that much. The Hounds of the Wild Hunt are still on of Seattle’s most promising punk bands and they’re still sweating and proving themselves night-after-night on stages across Seattle. They’ll be capping off this momentous year with a New Years Eve performance at Columbia City Theater, where they played their final show as The Whore Moans and resurrected themselves as The Hounds, and we have two pairs of tickets to give away to some lucky readers.

Just leave a comment on this post and you’ll be entered to win two list spots for the Hounds of the Wild Hunt’s New Years Eve Celebration with Dyme Def and Night Train at Columbia City Theater. We’ll choose two winners at random at noon on Thursday.

And if you haven’t yet, read my interview with Hounds of the Wild Hunt all about the decision to change their name, its one of my favorite pieces I shared with you all this year.

Hounds of the Wild Hunt ::: photo by Josh Lovseth

December 27, 2010

My 2010: In One Ear and Out the Other (Songs)

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Unnatural Helpers ::: photo by Josh Lovseth

Hey, you remember that time that Kanye West put out his first decent album since College Dropout and received a perfect rating from Pitchfork? Wasn’t that crazy? Or what about that time that the Arcade Fire put out their least memorable studio album to date and ended up on everyone’s “Best Records of 2010″ list? Wasn’t that kind of weird? Have you ever seen a pre-school child eat those goldfish cracker snacks? They devour them. You could drop them on the on a public bathroom floor and those kids would not blink. They have one goal in mind and that is to put those little golden crackers into their stomachs. I like fishes because they’re so delicious. Gotta go fishing. Music reviewers can be the same way. An artist they love can do no wrong. Ever. Before the goldfish album drops, the music critic has already decided to eat it up. What else can they do? Judge it for what it is? No way. That’s wasting food blogosphere credibility. Why think, when you can GroupThink?

This is not really a “Best of 2010″ list. Most of the music I continue to enjoy is rarely released within the current calendar year. Ever since I was a youth, I have let albums find me. Rarely do I go seek an album out. It’s a blessing and a curse. For instance, I still have not heard the National’s High Violet. I like the National’s past releases a great deal, why am I being so sluggish in giving their latest effort a listen? I don’t have an answer for that. I just know that when the time is right, I’ll have that record and hopefully enjoy it. The following couple hundred words is just a list that relates to individual songs. I’ll post additional lists that reference albums, live performances and moments that you may have missed during the past year. Actually it’s more of an awards show without live video. Maybe next year.

Local Song of the Year: “Sunshine/Pretty Girls” by the Unnatural Helpers

I know what you’re thinking, “How the hell did this song win ‘Local Song of the Year’?” I’ll tell you how. At first, I hated this song. I thought that a handful of kids that got rejected from Seattle’s School of Rock could probably craft a better tune. It’s got three chords, barely. If the lyrics were written on anything besides a two day old pizza box it would be a travesty. Everything about this song screams “novice” and “Hey, want to listen to the band I played in during high school?” However, this song rules and your high school band sucked. I can listen to this song anytime, anywhere. It has not left my head or I-Pods (plural, bitches) since I got over my initial disdain for it. Let’s dim the lights and get sensitive for a moment. The song’s subject matter of “sunshine” and “pretty girls” happens to be my two favorite things on Earth! Incredible! The author pretends not to care about them and that’s fine he can let the listener do that for him. This song is about vanity, stubbornness and fun. Incidentally, those are the only three personality traits I have. Winner.

Other local songs that I love that could have won this award:

“Simple Fates” by Ravenna Woods * “All the King’s Men” by Hounds of the Wild Hunt * “Bobby O” by What What Now * “Capital 5…” by Shabazz Palaces * “Break Bread” by Baltic Cousins * “Poisonous Witchball” by Lesbian* “I Want You To Come Home Now” by Drew Grow and the Pastor’s Wives * “Gasoline Rainbows (Jesus Is a Blackman)” by Wild Orchid Children * “Whale Song” by Lemolo * “Rivers and Roads” by the Head and the Heart * “My Oh My” by Macklemore “Floorplan” by Youth Rescue Mission * “Emerald City Dollar Bin” by Partman Parthouse

Any song that is going to appear on the upcoming Helms Alee album. If I knew the names I guarantee you that at least one song would be listed here.

My five favorite songs of 2010 that were not released this year (But I heard them for the first time this year):

“In My Wake, For My Own” by Coalesce * “Salt” by Portugal. The Man * “Victory Is In My Clutches” by Jay Electronica * “So You Wanna Be A Superhero” by Carissa’s Wierd “Freeze Me” by Young Dro f. T.I and Gucci Mane

October 29, 2010

Your Halloween Weekend as a One-Sided Conversation

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So much to do this weekend and you only have 72 hours to do it. Why is partying so stressful!?! Ugh. The things we put ourselves through as social mammals. It’s exhausting. What’s your costume? Where are you going to be? Who are you going to be with? How are you going to get there? You don’t have any money. You don’t have any good ideas. Luckily for you, Sound of the Sound is wearing a cape, a mask and svelte tights with a sock in the crotch. Nice bulge? We know. Here’s a preview of your weekend in the form of someone eavesdropping on a scenester having a cell phone conversation with an unknown entity. We’ll call this fictional character Iggy Crane because I’m afraid I’ll get sued if I use the first name Ichabod. Food stamps can’t pay for lawyers. Don’t Enjoy.

[Scene: Iggy Crane is a very slight individual with a heroin users build. He's about 6 ft tall, maybe 85 pounds after a huge brunch. His complexion is translucent. It's bleach. One might mistake him for an individual that takes spelunking to a whole another level if it weren't for his body paint jeans and over-sized high tops. Crane wears a five o' clock shadow on his face. He's got Grey hair, dyed of course. It makes him appear to be a man of refinement. A blue hoodie underneath a black leather jacket. Don't ask why. He knows what's up. He's hanging out at Cafe Zoka in the U-District.]

[Iggy Crane dialing one of his uber cool buddies. One of his uber cool buddies answers the phone -- on the last ring of course.]

Iggy: Yeah man. What’s going on? What’s going on this weekend? Got any plans?

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Iggy: Well on Friday night I can’t decide what I want to do. As of right now I feel like raging but I’m not sure where. There’s so many shows this weekend. I wish I were Michael Keaton in Multiplicity, only with better results obviously. There’s going to be shenanigans taking place at the Funhouse. How fitting right? Hounds of the Wild Hunt are going to be opening up the gates of Hell for the greatest Misfits cover band of all-time, Glenn or Glenda?

[Iggy pauses to take a sip of coffee and look at who is walking on the Burke-Gilman. Nobody that is traversing its path holds his gaze. He thus turns his attention back to his cellular device.]

Iggy: That’s not a question idiot. That’s the band, Glenn or Glenda? They named the band that because there is a female performer who plays the role of Glenn Danzig while her better half portrays Glennda Danzig. “Glennda is the repressed feminine aspect of Glenn Danzig brought to life, rescuing him from his own machismo through glamour and hilarity.” I swear I did not get that from a press release. In other words, Glenn or Glennda are absolutely ingenious. I’m surprised Glenn or Glenda is not the biggest celebration on Halloween every year. It’s the only day of the year they perform and it’s amazing every single time.

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Iggy: What? You’re thinking about going to that Lesbian CD release show at the Comet with Brothers of the Sonic Cloth and Diminished Men? Argh. Moments like this make me wish all the venues were built on top of one another like some kind of skyscraper of debauchery. Have you heard that new Lesbian record? It slays, literally. I heard three people died on the night of its release due to rocking too hard! Where’s Tipper Gore when you need her!?! Let’s prosecute records to the fullest extent of the law.

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Iggy: Shut-up. You do not want to have sex with Tipper Gore. Why would you do that? Gross. I hear Mrs. Gore is a huge fan of Throne of Bone and Owen Hart. Maybe you’ll see her at the Block Lodge later? It’s a tough call between that, the Comet and the Funhouse. I didn’t even mention that You.May.Die.In.The.Desert. is rocking Healthy Times Fun Club as well. I wish Halloween was tonight, that way I could go all out and put myself in a coma until Monday morning.

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