Fear Factory vocalist Burton Bell and daughter Violet, seen here sporting an attractive Spacebaby Onesy given to her by yours-truly!If you need new clothes then get these clothing coupons so you can buy more for cheaper prices.
As a special New Year’s treat, here’s a preview of my Top Ten Favorite CDs of the year, to be elaborated on ad-nauseum in my upcoming 2005 Year End Rewind!
Gail’s Top Ten CDs of 2005!
1. Crash Kelly, Penny Pills (Liquor & Poker)
When I got the advance of this album last winter, I predicted that Penny Pills would be my favorite CD of the year 2006 and, no surprise here, I was right. Embracing a full-on 70s sensibility of Alice Cooper’s School’s Out and T Rex at its most glam, Penny Pills is the only drug you need.
2. Lake Trout, Not Them, You (PALM)
Baltimore’s Lake Trout bring us acid rock for the aughts and are one of the best live bands around.
3. Kasabian, S/T (RCA)
Kasabian are such a great band I can’t even believe they’re signed to a major label, let alone RCA. Which reminds me of joke:
Q: How do you stop the spread of AIDS?
A: Let BMG distribute it.
4. Eric Anders, More Regrets (Baggage Room)
Eric Anders is an obscure, independent singer songwriter whose unaffected ability to turn a phrase and otherworldly knack for arranging transcendent, melancholy melodies would have made him superstar, you know, if records still sold based on talent.
5. Porcupine Tree, Deadwing (LAVA)
I still love the Prog rock and nobody bends the mind quite like the dark masters of the genre, Steven Wilson’s Porcupine Tree.
6. Turbonegro, Party Animals (Liquor & Poker)
What’s going on up there in Scandinavia that gives bands hailing from that part of the world such superior ass kicking power in the Rock & Roll arena? Norway’s Turbonegro might say it’s a higher tolerance for alcohol.
7. The Greenhornes, East Grand Blues EP (V2)
The Greenhornes play fuzz-toned garage rock that’s impressively faithful to the sonic hallmarks of the classic British Invasion bands (Beatles, Stones, Yardbirds) and their counterparts in the original wave of American garage rock. East Grand Blues EP completely obviates the need for The Strokes to ever make another record.
8. Fear Factory, Transgression (Liquid 8)
Managing to stay authentically dangerous without becoming a parody of itself, heavy metal juggernauts Fear Factory have in Burton Bell and Raymond Herrera the best lead vocalist and the best drummer, respectively, in the genre today.
9. Black Halos, Alive Without Control (Liquor & Poker)
My hands down favorite band to see live and, individually, my very favorite group of band dudes to hang out with, Vancouver’s Black Halos sweat Rock & Roll from every pore. I just adore them.
10. Peppers Ghost, Shake The Hand that Shook The World (Hybrid)
Five words: Ziggy Stardust meets Sergeant Pepper.
It’s CMJ week here in New York City and that means…well not much to me, actually. I’m bypassing the convention/panels/parties/endless-showcases-of-lame-bands -enjoying-their-five-seconds-of pre-fame this year in favor of attending just a few choice shows. Last night was my designated “Night of Rock,” despite the fact that my Quest for Rock Action meant I would miss the debut of Survivor: Guatemala. Sometimes we must make sacrifices in order to rock.
The first event on my evening’s agenda involved a pitstop at downtown hard rock landmark, Don Hill’s, where Munsey from Skateboard Marketing was holding his own version of a Metal Mania Party, featuring a performance by my favorite band of scary guys with facial hair, Fear Factory.
Burton Bell of Fear Factory
This is a picture of Fear Factory singer Burton Bell. He is my very favorite heavy metal front man at the moment. Though Burton is not traditionally “hot” in the pop star sense — being kind of scary looking on stage — he is nevertheless unbelievable sexy, outrageously charismatic and has the best voice for the kind of somewhat melodic aggro metal Fear Factory does. I also love his tattoos. Burt, like me, is an Aquarius and that is probably why we get along. We had Mexican food together once, but that is another story.
It was so crazy to see Fear Factory in a teeny tiny club like Don Hill’s because they play huge venues like Roseland these days, and that ‘s part of the reason their set was so mind blowing. They were so tight and so loud and so fucking metal. My ears still hurt. Have you heard their new CD, Transgression? It just rules; a perfect mix of eat-your-face-off aggressive metal and heavy melodic rock. They remind me what Nine Inch Nails could be if Trent had any balls and wasn’t completely self-absorbed. Before their set, I had the chance to talk to Raymond Herrera, FF’s drummer, who I’ve interviewed a couple of times for Modern Drummer Magazine. He is amazing and completely hilarious to talk to.
Munsey’s party was a total blast because I also met up with some of my metal scene friends who I had not seen since winter, or in some cases over year or more, such as Jon Paris and his wife Laurie, Liz Ciavarella, Felix Sebacious, Rachel Martinez and Steve Prue. It was rad.
and The Black Halos
And I will get to that part the evening soon, but now I have to catch a train…MORE LATER INVOLVING MUCH ROCKING, VERY CUTE ROCKER BOYS AND LOTS OF HUGGING AND SWEATINESS.