Thursday, December 13, 2007
my shadow falls for you
been listening alot to Destroyer's Rubies again also.
It's a harsh day in new york, but anything seems possible.
the snow rain sleet is coming down.
going to see the diggs at southpaw tonight, opening for the most serene republic.
it seems like everyone is fighting for their lives.
i posted John Darcy's original liner notes for When it Comes on Like a Dream at our myspace blog yesterday. i still think they're pretty great.
i went to see the jack kerouac exhibit at the new york public library the other day. really awesome. all sorts of good vibrations resonating around those halls.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
sunday matinee
beat radio - sunday matinee (demo)
hope you like it. here are lyrics:
i met all your friends today
i couldn't think of anything to say
everybody seemed so lonely
but we could play our bad day down
hide behind a wall of sound
communicate with our our eyes only
and we're alone we're alone when we're together we're alone and we don't wanna stay here but we can't go home
and there's so much we've lost along the way
but your the sweetheart of the rodeo
the queen of the all ages show
i saw you at the sunday matinee
you're everything that i'm not
drinking in the parking lot
and then we hear the band start up and then we rush inside
and when the bass drops out and the singer screams and shouts you say "this is that song that i was talking about."
you push your hair behind your ears and you close your eyes
and when you lean in close
when tell me it's the part you love the most
and you pull me out into the light
i don't care about the song
but i could watch you listen all night long
and i feel fine i feel alright i feel alright
cheers.
i've got you in my mind's eye
anyway, i do think it was a great year for music, despite the fact that the record industry seems to be in shambles. it's sort of a revolutionary time. an axial period. a watershed moment??
whatever happens, i'm super excited about what comes next.
Josh Ritter - Mind's Eye (mp3 via lines through lines)
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Your Midway Host
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Easy Anthems: Hark!
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
tuesday
cool post today over at brooklyn vegan about how john samson of the weakerthans is awesome at writing lyrics. that guy know how to drop some science. every so often a band like the weakerthans comes along that hits a nerve with me and i feel like i know the songs already. i feel a certain kinship, like creatively, we're coming from the same sort of place. i'm amazed that i haven't been listening to them for years. i got the same feeling a few years ago when i heard the first sun kil moon record and starting getting into red house painters. there's something really comforting in finding music like that. it feels like its built into your dna.
we got to play a show with the weakerthans this past june at the school of rock festival down in asbury park, nj. their set was really beautiful, one of my favorite shows i've seen in a long time.
here are a couple mp3's from the new weakerthans record via can you see the sunset from the southside, an awesome blog that is actually the place that i first discovered the band:
MP3 The Weakerthans - Night Windows Reunion Tour
MP3 The Weakerthans - Sun In An Empty Room Reunion Tour
liz and i are going to mexico on thursday. my best friend is getting married. we can't wait. i'm gonna miss the kids though. still it's just what we need i think.
i just finished reading joan didion's play it as it lays. crazy book, so arresting. it's like the mythic american west, but it's not a dream it's a nightmare. kind of felt a bit like PT Anderson's film magnolia, to me. just people in lots of pain, west coast landscapes, portrayed in this really sharp and visual way. super concise, which i suppose is not something you could say about magnolia.
when i get back from mexico, we're going to rock the mercury lounge.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
mercury lounge 11/14
when it comes on like a dream
we've decided to put it out as a free digital download at beatradio.org. it's pretty different from beat radio but i'm hoping it will find some sort of audience and life of it's own. i'd love to hear what you think of it. if you like it please pass it along.
brian sendrowitz
when it comes on like a dream (2004)
1.above the halflight
2.beautiful one
3.looking for you
4.television
5.planes fly by
6.the way it shines
7.never feels like home
8.the damage done
9.red lights
10.rosaline
click here to download the entire record as a zip file (160 kps, 38.7 MB)
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
ancient as the stars
here are a few more versions of this song, in chronological order:
Beat Radio - Ancient as the Stars (4 track demo)
Beat Radio - Ancient as the Stars from the Ecstatic ep
Beat Radio - Ancient as the Stars no. 2 from The Great Big Sea
halloweenhead
i did want to tell you another story about my 4 year old son jackson though. i'll tell you some about elijah soon. jackson is my little rock and roller in training. one of my favorite quotes about having kids is in the movie lost in translation when bill murray is telling scarlett johanssen about how when you become a parent, your life as you know if it gone, never to return. "but then," he says, "eventually they learn how to crawl, and walk, and the grow into the most fascinating people you'd ever want to know." i'm paraphrasing, but that's totally how it's been for me. I prefer the company of my kids to that of anyone else.
Jackson, my older son, is 4 and he's alot like me, which is to say he's a sweetheart, kind of aloof, handsome, and pretty strange and random. He's invented 4 or 5 imaginary bands already. the first one he came up with when he was three was called "action motors" which i still think is an amazing name. he was really into the white stripes at the time and my niece grace was going to play drums and he was going to sing and play guitar. another band was called "Darkness in the Shoes" which i thought was pretty poetic, and amazing how it showed the way the kid's brain and imagination works, like he was thinking about that dark place in a pair of shoes lying on the floor, and fascinated enough by it to name his band after it. I totally want to hear what that band sounds like. the other day he started telling me about his new band, a halloween band called "The Creepy Creepy Crawlers." Then he asked me if he could borrow one of my sharpie markers, or "permanent markers" as he calls them (we instilled the difference between his play markers and my permanent markers into his head after an unfortunate incident with a pillow case.) Anyway, he takes the sharpie and a few cd-r's from the spindle on my desk and starts designing "album covers" with drawings of skeletons and guitars and drums for each of the creepy creepy crawlers' albums. he did 4 in all, and i helped him hang them up on my wall with thumb tacks. the best part is that they all have totally real and awesome sounding album titles: The Creepy Creepy Crawlers Come Alive, Beware of the Creepy Creepy Crawlers, The Creepy Creepy Crawlers at Night, and of course the self-titled The Creepy Creepy Crawlers. Needless to say, i couldn't have been prouder. Actually, earlier today he told me the name of his new halloween band. This one is called "Deadness of the Gosling." So weird. So amazing. I can't get over it.
here is a song that is only marginally related to what i've been talking about, that i sort of love:
ryan adams - halloweenhead
(via keptshut.com)
Friday, October 12, 2007
octoberer
cmj is about to blow through this towm like a hurricane.
i'm amazed all the time by the power of fear, and how it transforms your perception of the world around you.
i just finished reading nick hornby's Long Way Down. I liked it alot. I started Joan Didion's Play it as it lays this morning on the train, which is powerful in an entirely different way. i'm excited to pick up the new Denis Johnson and Junot Diaz novels as soon as i can afford to spend money on anything besides food and bills.
i'm making a mix tape for liz for october. these are some songs on it, so far:
Late at Night - Buffalo Tom
Left and Leaving - The Weakerthans
Falling Slowly - Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova
Little Fat Baby - Sparklehorse
Here Tomorrow-the mugs (who we're playing with at CMJ!)
Chancellor-Gordon Downie
Sad Songs - The Frames
The Weather - Built to Spill
still working on it. any suggestions?
Friday, October 5, 2007
friday
here's another song i've been rocking on my ipod. it's by my good friends the diggs. i'm getting ready to go on a trip to mexico soon for my best friend's wedding and those guys will be there too. i can't hardly wait. this song rules:
the diggs - careen
the diggs forthcoming sophomore lp ctl alt del is coming out early next year and is going to be a monster.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
stranger flowers
beat radio - stranger flowers (demo)
as usual, the band version rocks out a bit more. here are the lyrics:
Friday, September 28, 2007
a million miles
Thursday, September 27, 2007
coney island
Monday, July 30, 2007
some kids are just born to rock
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
if i venture into slipstream
I put on Van Morrison's Astral Weeks today for this first time in a while. It's truly my favorite record ever. Its so perfect in the summertime, for a drive down to the beach with yr girl.I wrote this short piece on the record last year for a rad canadian blog called herohill:
I have such a sense of wonder about Van Morrison's Astral Weeks. I'll always remember when I was first getting into the record sitting in a pizza shop near Lake George, NY with the girl I'd eventually marry and finding "Sweet Thing" on an old diner-style jukebox and I just sat there and looked into her eyes as this perfect music filled the room and time stood still. I used to seek the record out in bars and when I found it I'd lean against the jukebox, with a pint of Guinness maybe, and try to get people to listen or maybe just close my eyes. Usually they just had The Best of Van Morrison so it was just that song "Sweet Thing," or maybe a good Irish pub would have The Waterboys’ record Fisherman's Blues with a great cover of that same song.
The performances on Astral Weeks seem superhuman to me. Van's singing on the record mystifies me. His phrasing seems like it is infinitely nuanced–the way he twists words in and out of themselves and gets into these bizarre repetitions, or his sense of dynamics in the way he can be so gentle and sweet and then so powerful and attack these incredible high notes so fiercely. When I first heard the record it seemed like all the other musicians were at times so terribly out of time and chaotic. I heard all these mistakes at first but now it all seems so perfect and virtuosic. The crazy upright bass playing and the heady, wild string parts.
The way I listen to music has changed in the last couple years and I love how you can get into all kinds of music through mp3 blogs and itunes and it all feels really liberating and exciting to me as an artist and as a fan of music, but I think there's something about the process that lends itself to an appreciation of music that needs to be more instantly accessible and immediate. Along with that comes a certain degree of disposability and I think I've hit a sort of saturation point in the last couple of months where I've been gravitating towards music that maybe is more challenging but also has greater degree of substance to it. Astral Weeks is a record that you can really immerse yourself in. There's something so emotionally powerful and cathartic about it. For me, the record is an insanely beautiful world in and of itself.
here is a cover song i recorded to go along with the herohill piece:
the way young lovers do (van morrison cover) - beat radio
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Greg Fine
Greg recently gave a wonderful performance at a great podcast called Acoustic Long Island, and i was really honored to hear him perform his version of my song "Planes Fly By":
here is my version of the song from my record When it Comes on Like a Dream:
Thursday, June 7, 2007
with you i'm better
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thanks daniel.
Monday, May 28, 2007
come on, olivia
beat radio - come on, olivia (demo)
Thursday, May 24, 2007
teenage anthem for the drunken boat
beat radio - teenage anthem for the drunken boat (demo)
these are the lyrics:
i made you a mix tape
okay it's not a tape at all
but it's full of sad songs
that make summer feel like fall
the reason i'm calling
the thing that i'm trying to say
maybe i should come over
the truth is i'm on my way
the truth is i'm on my way
when i was another
i knew you a little while
now all of your lovers
are waitng for you to smile
your sons and your daughters
are torturing you with words
reliving the past
believing in reverb
the priest of the future
and the pastor of present tense
are out in the alley
destroying the evidence
we harbored a fugitive
the essence of wasted youth
all caught up in fishnets
you smoke on the roof
we navigate freely
the arc of the starbright evening
the classic rock station
says "don't stop believing."
"it's more than a feeling."
the priest dressed in crimson
the pastor in white
they are never wrong
they are never right
when i was another
i knew you a little while
now all of your lovers
are waiting for you to smile
i made you a mix tape
okay it's not a tape at all
but it's full of sad songs
that make summer feel like fall
i remember the moment
the bullet returned
back into the gun
i was looking for something
that can't be encoded
in zeroes and ones.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
poem for jackson pollock
Jackson Pollock
Medicine man
Dancing cowboy
Around his canvas
Drops of oil
Like mercury
Of thee I sing this elegy
Drunken angel
Killer of girls
Killer of critics, o
Killer of convention
and bicycle baskets
Killer of girls
I had a dream
Of you and frida kahlo
Fighting in the alley
She cut you up
Diego Rivera is there laughing like a grotesque Saint Nicholas in linen pants
It was a knife fight
And she took you down
"You're your own baby," says Lee
medicine man
can't hold his medicine
a taste of your own.
But everything is fleeting
Everything is temporary
Nothing is definite
So I dream of mexico
And frida kahlo
Or salma hayek dressed up like frida kahlo
Pre-columbian beads of jade around her neck
On a dusty street I see her exquisite lines against the setting sun.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
the diggs
the diggs began recording their second lp last week. it's going to be called Ctrl-Alt-Del. i've been listening alot to their debut lp Commute alot lately. it's stunning. this is a song from it:
the diggs - stagg (mp3)
i've heard some demos of the new tracks and my expectation is a brilliant record.
their singer/guitarist tim lannen and bassist rob haussmann were in the original beat radio a few years back.
this is a song we wrote together from our self titled ep:
beat radio - television (mp3)
this is a cover i did of another diggs song off Commute:
beat radio - everyone's starting over (diggs cover)
here is tim and me drunk together.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
mexico
i've always been kind of a revisionist. i guess it goes back to taking creative writing workshops at purchase.
i stumbled across this mp3 in my itunes the other day:
mexico (demo #1)
i remember when i first wrote the song, it was one of those moments that you live for as an artist, where the song just kind of comes to you out of the ether, like a gift or something. i was so excited to play this demo for my wife liz, who i was basically talking to directly with the lyrics. i thought i'd written this amazing song, like it was this big artistic breakthrough or something, but her reaction was more like, "Yeah it's okay....it's a little boring." I was, of course, a bit let down. I went back to the drawing board and made this demo the next day:
mexico (demo no. 2)
then we got the band into the studio and we did the version that ended up on the album:
mexico (from the great big sea LP)
listening back, i'm glad i took liz's advice. the original demo is a little boring, but i do like it because it reminds me of that feeling of writing the song. it's like a souvenir. speaking of souvenirs, liz took this picture down in mexico, when we were there on our honeymoon.
Saturday, April 21, 2007
friday
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
plasticities
his songs grow on me more with each listen.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
wail away
beat radio - wail away (vanesa alvero cover)
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Kerouac's Thirty Essentials of Spontaneous Prose
2. Submissive to everything, open, listening
3. Try never get drunk outside yr own house
4. Be in love with yr life
5. Something that you feel will find its own form
6. Be crazy dumbsaint of the mind
7. Blow as deep as you want to blow
8. Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind
9. The unspeakable visions of the individual
10. No time for poetry but exactly what is
11. Visionary tics shivering in the chest
12. In tranced fixation dreaming upon object before you
13. Remove literary, grammatical and syntactical inhibition
14. Like Proust be an old teahead of time
15. Telling the true story of the world in interior monolog
16. The jewel center of interest is the eye within the eye
17. Write in recollection and amazement for yourself
18. Work from pithy middle eye out, swimming in language sea
19. Accept loss forever
20. Believe in the holy contour of life
21. Struggle to sketch the flow that already exists intact in mind
22. Don't think of words when you stop but to see picture better
23. Keep track of every day the date emblazoned in yr morning
24. No fear or shame in the dignity of yr experience, language & knowledge
25. Write for the world to read and see yr exact pictures of it
26. Bookmovie is the movie in words, the visual American form
27. In praise of Character in the Bleak inhuman Loneliness
28. Composing wild, undisciplined, pure, coming in from under, crazier the better
29. You're a Genius all the time
30. Writer-Director of Earthly movies Sponsored & Angeled in Heaven
what i love the most
what i love the most (demo)
here are the lyrics:
i was looking for a light
through all my misery and shame
and i am glad we've got our friends
but all those parties are the same
and now my head is full of stars
and all the answers aren't clear
and i've been drifting into dreams
and i've been far away from here
and now this is what i love the most
to find a place where we can be alone
and i know the rest is all a dream this world is not our home
it's not our home
and then the morning light hits hard
when i was silent in my sleep
and i'm a thousand miles away
and there are promises to keep
i know i'm better than i was
i know the changes are for real
but i was trying to be free
and now i don't know how to feel
and when the wind comes blowing through the hall
you'll smile at me and we can laugh about it all
and we'll have no regrets and we'll forget what lies beyond these walls
and this is what i love the most
to find a place where we can be alone
and i know the rest is all a dream this world is not our home
it's not our home
and this is what i love the most
and this is what i love the most
and this is what i love the most
and this is what i love the most
and this is what i love the most
and this is what i love the most