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Week of March 13, 2006

You can take "The Peacemaker," "Deep Impact," and "The Tuxedo." We'll take "Gladiator," "American Beauty" and anything else that didn't suck.

Emilio's 17

Yeah, like he needed all that overpriced crap anyway...

This lawsuit's going to make 'House Party' look like 'House Party Two!'

I told you... don't call me SENIOR!!

Maybe this is all a bad dream too?

Thanks Sharon, but I think I'll wait until this one comes out on DVD (so I can freeze frame of course)

There is absolutely, positively no nepotism in Hollywood. None.

You're good, baby, I'll give you that... but me? I'm magic.

This band will go down like a lead balloon

Well, Goodbye there Children...

They can't sell the Capitol Records building! What will be left to destroy in the next crappy 'end of the world' movie?

Same old Courtney - still sponging off Kurt

Panic on the streets of Austin

You're a fat, Botox faced, wig-wearing ninny! Oh yeah? Well your band has a dirty H addict as a lead singer!

Black Sabbath, Blondie, Miles Davis, The Sex Pistols, Lynyrd Skynyrd Enter Rock Hall



01 THE BREAK-UP $39.17
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02 X-MEN: THE LAST STAND $34.02
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03 OVER THE HEDGE $20.65
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04 THE DAVINCI CODE $18.61
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05 MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE III $4.68
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06 POSEIDON $3.49
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07 RV $3.20
$1469/avg

08 SEE NO EVIL $2.04
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09 AN INCONVENIENT TRUTH $1.36
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10 JUST MY LUCK $855K
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PERFECT PITCH

By David Thomas

[MAY 25: After all the distressing e-mails from Morrissey fans regarding last week's Perfect Pitch column, Dave is too depressed to write. Never fear, he'll recover, most likely by next week.]

May 18, 2004

Pick of the Week

MATT POND PA, Emblems (Altitude Records)

MATT POND PA was always one of those groups that sounded fine on record but left absolutely zero lasting impression. Finally after a few albums under their belt, they release Emblems. Now the group seems in control of their songwriting, "Lily Two," and the production is crips and clear bringing namesake singer Matthew Pond to the fore.

Along with TED LEO-like tracks there are plenty of Saddle Creek-esque tunes, "Bring On The Ending." More direct songs like album opener "KC" feature a simple acoustic guitar riff driving the song as Pond flexes an unusually strong voice considering the wispy efforts of the past. "Closest (Look Out)" follows with another decidedly upbeat air.

MATT POND PA has made that turn in its career to respectable band that won't get lost in the mire of indie music. Attribute it to incorporating a bit more rock and roll spirit or just hard work. Either way, the rapid production schedule of MATT POND PA's past will keep us anxiously waiting for another album that hopefully will surprise as much as Emblems .

Indie Pick Of The Week

27, Let The Light In (Hydra Head)

In these days of a flooded indie-music market there's not much weight left in a label's name. The days when the name Dischord or Epitaph meant listeners would get something of quality in the vein of music they liked no longer exists. It's just as likely the latest from either one will be disappointing.

Hydra-Head is one of the few labels I honestly look forward to getting advances from. CAVE-IN, ISIS, PELICAN & HARKONEN have been break-out artists that I still regularly listen to. So when a package marked "Hydra-Head" came with two discs I was eager. One was obviously going to be good. A split with HARKONEN and THESE ARMS ARE SNAKES called Like A Virgin went immediately into the CD player. But dear readers you will have to wait a week or two until its street date to read a full review.

The other disc of course was this EP from Boston band 27. Singer Maria Christopher's former group, the DIRT MERCHANTS, already went through the major label experience and with 27 she has landed among good company. Unlike the rest of the roster on Hydra-Head there is very little guitar fuzz, distortion or male growling found on these six tracks.

Indeed Christopher's retro vocals might be considered an American version of IVY's Dominique Durand. The music too maintains a jazzy quality that probably woke up the boys at Hydra Head HQ from their sludgy playlist. It will be hard to figure out where the band fares in today's world of music but like the album title suggests the engaging, smoky and feminine music sheds light on a record label that has exclusively (and quite successfully) played in the dark recesses of music.

Album to Avoid

MORRISSEY, You Are The Quarry/Irish Blood, English Heart - Single (Attack Records)

A few months back an artist I've covered for a few years sent out a 4-song sampler in advance of his upcoming album. I inquired when I would get a full-length copy from the publicist and was informed there wouldn't be one. Of course this is due to the overwhelming Internet piracy going around but there was no way I would write an "album" review without hearing the entire album as was suggested to me.

So a week ago a similar 4-song single from MORRISSEY's much-anticipated return album You Are The Quarry arrives. This time I can say I donn't even want to hear the full-length effort if it's en route. Sure enough the first track, "Irish Blood, English Heart," seemed to offer a glimmer of hope. MORRISSEY's trademark vocals might not be as strong as in the past but they're as velvety as ever on this song. The lyrics are a bit political for me but hey, it sounds like MORRISSEY is back.

The following three songs, which are hopefully B-sides, are just horrid. A few seconds into "It's Hard to Walk Tall When You're Small," the noose comes out and you're looking for the nearest beam. Here MORRISSEY sounds abysmal. His voice is clearly shot. And on the next two songs things don't even get close to better. Moral of the story for publicists is: Send the entire record because 3 out of 4 songs can be a terrible first impression especially if they're B-sides, while a dozen album tracks might offer a few gems.

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