47 articles found by EA Poorman
||"What it's like to die"
Way back in April of 2013 Fort Wayne, Indiana's Heaven's Gateway Drugs dropped their full-length debut called You Are Heaven's Gateway Drugs. It was a psych-pop menagerie of both late 60s psych and garage rock and British Invasion pop with a modern twist.
||“Hold on hope”
So way back at the beginning of September Fort Wayne was all buzzing about the then just-released news that Guided By Voices was going to be donning the stage at C2G Music Hall.
||The Kids Are All Right: Spirits and the Melchizedek Children
There's a great, cavernous sound coming from down south. It's based in Atlanta, GA, but bellows to the far reaches of the universe. Simple, acoustic songs that swell into mammoth psychedelic swirls that will consume you if you open your minds and hearts to the concept.
||What is a Grey Gordon?
I was sitting in my office beginning to write this story when I suddenly flashed back to being a little kid and I was at my grandma and grandpa Poorman's house in Amish country…
||Plaxton and the Void are Still Alive
In the quaint little seaside town known as Warsaw, IN there lives a band called Plaxton and the Void. They're making some pretty epic music amongst the treasure trove of orthopedic takeovers, karaoke on Thursdays, and a church for every non-affiliated, non-denominational moderately conservative weekend warrior this side of Kosciusko county, USA
It seems like The Brass Rail has been lining up some amazing shows this month. Hopefully you made it out to see The D-Rays, Dag and the Bulleit Boys,and the Whiskey Daredevils. It was a show for the ages. Well, the fun just keeps on churning. On August 30th One Lucky Guitar presents Lovelines: A Tribute To The Replacements, a fundraiser for The Slim Dunlap Fund which will be held at The Brass Rail.
||Rock shows: Local stages offer the goods
There's nothing better than a great night of rock n' roll. Hard working guys and gals offering up some original sounds at high volumes as you spill that well-earned beer down the front of your shirt
||Self-Titled: The Dead Records find their sound
The Dead Records make music that is hard to define. It's hard and heavy like a classic punk rock record; yet it has pop finesse all over it. Much like a great recipe -where you can taste so many familiar flavors, yet you can't put your finger on just exactly what's making it taste so damn good.
||Forever Into Space
Greg W. Locke is the kind of guy you want to know. Someone you could spend hours getting drunk with and espousing about art. He's the kind of creative and artistic soul that has long suffered the pain of the dreamer. No matter how impossible something may seem he doesn't back down…
||Sonic Youth's Best Decade...Or What I've Learned From Jim O'Rourke
When I was in high school Sonic Youth were this mythical band. They were one of those 120 Minutes bands that I couldn't relate to at all. In fact, there weren't too many 120 Minutes bands I could relate to.
A while back I stumbled upon this band called Black Mask. I'm not sure how, really. Possibly through some strange fever dream? A friend's recommendation?
||A Music Collective : The Music and Art of Von Strantz
When I first heard the musical collective known as Von Strantz I couldn't believe they were from the same general area where I'm from. But alas, they are from an area known as Michiana…
||Streetlamps for Spotlights: A Conversation with Jason Davis
Jason Davis has had a hand at helping to make some of the best local record releases Fort Wayne has seen(and heard.) Over the past few years Davis has been the owner/operator of Off The Cuff Sound, an all-analog recording studio located in the Fort.
||Music in her blood
Once in a while you come across a singer that just has "it". Lexi Pifer has "it". What does she have? Luck of the Irish? The winning lottery ticket? No, no, and no. What she has is the gift of song.
||"Just a hardcore kid"
Grey Gordon is an interesting cat. Not only does he play some pretty great guitar in the emo/hardcore band The Wickerwolves, he's also a hell of a singer/songwriter in his own right.
||Wolves at the door
I hear a name like The Wickerwolves and you know what comes to mind? A bunch of old men in a rec room weaving baskets as therapy for arthritis when the Glucosamine Chondroitin doesn't kick in. But in this case, I'd be sorely mistaken…
||99 Pink Balloons
If you saw Ian Skeans, you wouldn't assume much about the guy. He seems to be just a regular bloke, just doing his time and putting in his hours at a 9 to 5er like the rest of us. His 9 to 5 is 9pm to 5am, but that little detail is irrelevant…
||The most wonderful time of the year
It seems like it was only yesterday that we were arguing about who was going to go outside and take Christmas lights down in sub-zero temps, carry box after box of ornaments and decorative Santas back downstairs to their place of slumber…
||Seeing black circles
It's usually this time of year when I really start to think about my obsession. It's not something I'm necessarily proud of, but it's not something I'm ashamed of either.
||Music on his mind
"Push pins are the only thing keeping me awake now.
Constellations on my leg, glowing red, bleeding thin.
Row the boat to the golden shore and you'll find me bleeding like
a sun trapped inside a song for everyone."
Words from a guy name Mark Hutchins…
||Catching up with D Farren
Back in 2012 Fort Wayne saw a plethora of great local releases. TIMBER!!!(RIP), House Of Bread(RIP), Vandolah, and Jason Davis all released great albums that proved to my ears Fort Wayne is more than just mega churches and strip malls (and strip clubs.
||Bruised and Battered
Madison, Wisconsin's The Hussy play a kind of fractured garage rock that will rattle your brain and body, leave you lying on the floor stunned and bruised and all you can think is "I want more."
||All You Need To Know: A Conversation With Medicine's Brad Laner
I know at some point in our lives we think that we've heard it all. That we are musically omnicient and there is nothing that hasn't passed our ears and our firm, pointed judgement.
||New colors, new sounds, and a band called ex-wife
Out of mere happenstance I came across the New Brunswick, New Jersey band ex wife. Dream pop, shoegaze, post-punk, all thrown into a musical stew that is a feast for the ears.
||Going up the country
Have you ever sat watching the famous Woodstock Festival from 1969 and wondered how incredible that would've been? Or how about Woodstock 1999 and wish that could have been erased from human existence? For me, I'd love the music (of the former) but could do without three days of naked hippies and toddlers and all that nasty brown acid…
||Ohio rocks the Fort
I've gotta admit, I've been a little bummed lately. Maybe it's because summer is going by way too fast. It could be because my book isn't getting published...again. But I think what's really bugging me is the fact that two of my favorite local bands have said goodbye to Fort Wayne stages for good.
||Kickstart my art
Last time we checked in with Huntington, Indiana's one and only James and the Drifters, the boys were out and about spreading the gospel of their then new album Before The Dawn: The Otter Lake Sessions.
||Controller: Breaking the Mold
One listen to Fort Wayne's Controller and you know right off that they mean business. There's no gimmicks or labels. There's no fronts being put on, and there's sure as hell isn't a "concept" behind their songs…
||Lost in an ocean of sound
Once in a while it happens. Once in a blue moon your favorite local band do good and make a great rock n' roll album. Whether you live in Cleveland, Chicago, St. Louis, or Indianapolis, sometimes in your own Midwest town that local group of 9 to 5ers you watch on local stages happen to put out a record that pushes all your buttons.
||Elephants in Mud: Bear hunting and space echo rock n’ roll
Elephants in Mud have been around in some form or the other for nearly 10 years — a lot longer than this music journalist thought. I wasn't aware of these indie/dub rockers till just a couple years ago…
||Juke joint saviors
Sometimes in this line of work you just have to shut and let the music — or in this case music maker and Slow Pokes front man Zach Kerschner — do the talking. Take it away, Zach.
||Front and Center
Sam Fogarino is known mostly as the drummer and metronomic time keeper for New York City's Interpol.
||Born Under a Bad Sign
We Are Hex have a sound all their own. It's a cross between blues, psychedelia, and a bloodletting. Think The Kills, Dead Weather, and Siouxie Sioux thrown into the same cauldron and boiled until their collective essence floats on top of the bubbling sludge.
||The lost art of rock n' roll
Fort Wayne by way of North Manchester indie rock band The Dead Records play music that owes a debt to both 90s alternative and classic punk rock. There really isn't a label that would describe them to the fullest…
||The international Language
One sound that's crept out of my speakers as of late is from the South Korean band Language of Shapes. There's is a mix of world music, folk, pop, and in the bands' words "psychedelic folk for the endtimes".
||Shane Page: The Life & Times of a Midwest Artist
The urge to create is a disease. I don't care if your means to feed the addiction is a guitar, a paintbrush, pencils, or Photoshop. For some, if they're not creating, they're dying inside.
Plaxton and the Void hail from Warsaw, Indiana. They make music that feels more cinematic and melodramatic than that Midwestern stop between Ohio and Illinois would seem to offer.
||Taking the fall
I'm of the opinion that the best way to connect to an artist is to see them live. It's one thing to be in the comfort of your living room, bedroom, basement, etc... and fall in love with music. But it's a completely different vibe to be up close and personal with a musician and see them sing and play.
It's not easy being green. Just ask Kermit. You know what else isn't easy? Being an indie folk family band from the Midwest.
||Indie rock rules the Fort
With so many talented young turks putting out such great local noise this year, you'd think it'd be damn near impossible to narrow a “list” of some sort down to just a handful of bands. Well, yes and no…
||On their way
There's a group of dusty raconteurs that call Huntington their home, trying to put Huntington on the map for something other than being the hometown to Dusty Fahrnow, Dan Quayle, and Mick Mars.
||21st Century Freak Out
Past the sunny dispositions and indie rock flair, the synth-laden tones of dream pop, the folksy, rustic Americana that whisps past our ears, and even the angular, jagged riffs of post punk, there lies an alley not brightly lit…
||D Ferren: Rusted Melodies
Earlier in the year I was going through a rough patch. Jobs weren't hitting the inbox like they used to. Some ghosts from the past began haunting me once again, and the headaches that make everything seem fuzzy and jagged were keeping me up all night.
||Rock n' roll Sasquatch
Every great once in a while you come across a singer/songwriter that just gets it. He or she knows all the tricks. They've written the songs that make you hum along.
||Bludgeon with finesse
Sometimes I enjoy a good aural assault. Old school headbanging. No mid-song interludes with acoustic touches, string sections and a singer doing his best “When The Children Cry” schtick before the band kicks it back in for the big finish. No. For me, my money's on the band that commits to sheer adrenaline from the time the needle hits the vinyl till side 2 flips me the bird and punches me in the neck on the way out the door.
||The Ghosts of Vandolah
When I first arrived in this area I made it known to the few people that I was interested in hearing some local bands. There were a few names mentioned: Instigator, Harry Balls, The Brighton Papers and Miss Fancy Pants. None of them were worth the air used to push those names out of one’s mouth. But there was one band that struck a chord…
||Turn On Your Radio
I'm of a certain age that when I grew up the radio was a vital part of my life. Whether listening to classic rock on Rock 104 WXKE "The Real Rocker"; the top 40 pop spewed out by 97.3 WMEE; or Metal Shop on Niles, MI 95.3 WAOR every Friday night, I was never truly alone.