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[ATTENDED: July 18, 2018] Two Inch Astronaut

I had heard Two Inch Astronaut on NPR and loved them.  I put them on my list of bands to check out.  So I was really excited that they were opening for Speedy Ortiz.  I got there early and wound up right in front of the stage where I was able to watch Sam Rosenberg play amazing and complicated riffs right in front of me.

Matt Gatwood was also great on drums–he hit really hard but in sophisticated rhythms that really worked with the jagged and noisy guitar that Rosenberg played.  On my right was Andy Chervenak on bass.  He was all over the fretboard, playing low and high notes to complement and contradict everything else that was going on.  It was a terrific package of music.

Until about four songs in when Rosenberg explained that this was their final tour.  They were breaking up after the next show.  It was an amicable breakup, “Nothing dramatic — still get along and love playing, but we’ve been doing some form of this band for almost ten (!?) years and it’s time to shake things up a bit,”

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baen logotransSmallSOUNDTRACK: TWO INCH ASTRONAUT-”Little Short Guy” (2013).

two-inch-astronaut-cover-de5df21ccbfbcb75c6d6c83315becf109f32f74e-s1Two Inch Astronaut made it into two segments of NPR’s Music section this week.  Yesterday was Lars’ pick, today is Robin Hilton’s.

This song has a very funny title which may have something to do with the lyrics (which I don’t really understand) or it may be because the song is less than 90 seconds long.

It begins with some slow chugging chords (and something about holding you hair back). Twenty seconds in, the song bursts forth with louder guitars and noisier vocals. Twenty seconds later, the third part of the song mellows things out some, with quieter vocals and chiming guitars.  But by the one minute mark the loudness is back.  And then the song ends.

Talk about packing a lot into a short song.  I don’t think it would sell anyone on the band, but I’ll bet it sounds great in the midst of the album.

[READ: June 27, 2013] “The Grimnoir Chronicles: Detroit Christmas”

This short story is a brief prequel to the content of Hard Magic.  In Hard Magic Sullivan refers to the twins that he captured and wonders if they count as one capture or two.  Well, here’s the story of that capture.

It has all of the features that I grew to love in the novel (I even read it as close to Bronson Pinchot’s voice as I could).  And while the story was satisfying, it didn’t have any of the supporting cast who really flesh out the story.  True, this story is exclusively about Sullivan so that point is moot.  But it’s clear that while Sullivan is the star of the story he’s not really the heart.

The story is set in Detroit, Christmas Day 1931.  And we see Sullivan in the middle of a huge battle with the Maplethorpe Brothers and their gang.  There’s Snowball, the man who can control the temperature (and get ice to shoot from his fingers.  And there’s Johnny Bones, the ringleader, so-called for his ability to stretch and de-form his bones into any shape–or sharpness–he wants.

The story flashes back to two days earlier, when a lady walked into his office.  Emily Fordyce is looking for her husband, Arthur.  He was a powerful healer and is believed to be murdered.  But she thinks that he was kidnapped, perhaps by a gang who needs a healer.  The pay she offered Sullivan was very, very good,so he took the case. (more…)

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neglectfulSOUNDTRACK: TWO INCH ASTRONAUT-“Spank Jail” (2013).

two-inch-astronaut-cover-de5df21ccbfbcb75c6d6c83315becf109f32f74e-s1Two Inch Astronaut resuscitate some great dissonant sounds of the 1990s.

This song packs abrasive chords and unusual riffs.   But there is also so much going on in these three and a half minutes, that if it weren’t for the recurrent riff it might be several different songs.

This song opens with a brittle guitar playing an odd riff.  Then the band jumps in all playing that same fast, odd riff.  By thirty seconds, a pounding riff takes over until the verses start–spoken/shouted words (like great punk of the 80s) over a pulsing bass.  But then comes the great big melodic chorus–giving you something to latch on to in all the chaos (which comes back right after the chorus with guitars that sound practically unhinged).

The second verse is not spoken, but yelled, changing the song once again.  As does the third verse which is primarily bass with guitar accents and a few quiet moments.  But the guitar solo is just as fast as might be expected from the band.  What’s unexpected is that the guitar solo leads to a closing riff, and no more vocals.

This is challenging, harsh music designed to keep you off-balance.  And it’s a welcome sound that I’ve missed over the last few years.

[READ: June 21, 2013] A User’s Guide to Neglectful Parenting

This book came into my pile of new books at work. Since I’ve often wondered if I am a neglectful parent I thought maybe I could learn a trick or two from this User’s Guide.

Well, I read the whole thing in about ten minutes.  There are about twelve twenty page cartoons included.  Each one is a little saga of bad (and hilarious) parenting.

The first is about the tooth fairy (which in this version is a mouse—Delisle is Canadian…where does the mouse come from?).  It, of course has to do with every parent’s tooth fairy woe—when they forget to have the tooth fairy show up.  The punch line is quite good on this one.

One of the premises of the strip is that the dad is a Manly Man—and he thinks his son is a wimp.  So, when he sees a punching bag he encourages his son to be a man and hit it.  No, not like that…really hit it.  I know, pretend you’re hitting your sister.

WHAM WHAM WHAM.

Or perhaps the “here son, try out this chainsaw” strip.  The son, sensibly doesn’t want to.  The dad says he’s ½ Canadian, he’ll have to do it.  Then he tries a practical joke.  Practical joke with chainsaw.  The son freaks out, but the punchline is even better.  Very twisted. (more…)

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