When Cillie Barnes hit the stage a couple weeks back on a Monday night at The Satellite, I didn’t know what to expect. I knew she was the set-up band for the residency band, but I honestly didn’t even know her name. In fact, when she took a moment to mention her name I heard, “I’m Little Barns. We’re all Little Barns.” I have a hearing problem. When I did a little research, I realized she had called herself Cillie Barnes. It stinks to be deaf. Deaf didn’t prevent me from realizing she is amazing. I love her rhythmic vocals. As her set was ending, I was thinking she’s the second coming of Edie Brickell & New Bohemians.
It was off to the Viper Room on a recent Saturday night. As I was on my way there, I realized that I hadn’t been to the Sunset Strip since October 2012. I went there to catch The Shakers that October and I was going there again to catch The Shakers on this Saturday night. It was Jodie’s birthday (lead vocalist) and their SXSW Kick-off Party. There were friends in the crowd along with familiar faces that are always at The Shakers sets. One noticeable individual that I don’t know on a personal level was missing and I was a little shocked. Was there an emergency that caused him to miss this set? Yes, hanging out with The Shakers is just like hanging out with family – some being distant cousins that you don’t even know but are always happy to see around the gathering.
Wrapping up this little post is my outing to the Silverlake Lounge on a Monday night. I ran into Jordan Harris from Portland. Portland Portland Portland. I think Portland must rank second in the US music scene – behind Los Angeles, of course. Jordan Harris isn’t just Jordan Harris alone. Also, along for the ride was Christie Bradley on drums/vocals. Both have vocals that sweep you along with the music. Though Jordan Harris took the lead for most of the set, Christie Bradley did come up front for a couple.
Notes from Vivace continues his journey through this year’s Filter Magazine presented “Culture Collide.” Below is his Friday: Day 2 re-cap. For Day 1 click here
SOUTH OF FRANCE
South of France from the U.S. (The Church). They’re not from France, they’re from Colorado. No matter, it was a great way to start the 2nd day of Culture Collide. I love how the two lead singers share the vocals. The band was happy playing at Culture Collide, but I had this feeling that they felt slightly uncomfortable about playing in a church. “I’ve haven’t been inside a church for . . . well, years.”
Does Taylor Swift have a sister?
Side note: I got this feeling while hanging out at The Church that Europeans were far more comfortable playing inside a church versus the Americans.
Kita Klane from the U.S. (The Church). She’s the only musician to come up and say hello over the weekend. And so I asked, “Where are you from?” “Los Angeles.” “I’ve never heard of you.” Oops. How insulting. Foot-in-the-mouth disease. My impression of her was that I was going to listen to goth-inspired sounds. So wrong. The set was filled with very sultry (more…)
THIS WEEK AS WE CONTINUE TO WRAP UP 2012, WE’RE POSTING SOME OF INTRAFFIK.COM’S “LOST POSTS,” THAT INCLUDE THIS OCTOBER PLAYLIST FROM NOTES FROM VIVACE.
The Lions: “Sweet Soul Music”
Location: Eagle Rock Music Festival
Leftover Cuties: “Game Called Life”
Location: Eagle Rock Music Festival
Location: Silverlake Lounge
Location: Casey’s Irish Pub
Midnight Red: “Hell Yeah!”
Location: Gower Studios/LA Fashion Weekend
Mergence: “Dynamite & Kerosene”
Location: Viper Room
As you may be familiar from some of his past columns about his travels (Sevilla, Spain, Prague, New Zealand, Lisbon, etc.), Notes from Vivace always makes a point to try to locate the local music scene in each of the places he is exploring at one point or another during his trip. This time around his adventures take him to Iceland.
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I could have stayed for a couple more bands, but I took off to go to bed. I had to wake up early. It was going to be an early morning to the bus terminal to buy a three day pass. I got my three day bus pass and then it was onto a bus to head off to the Skógar campsite (a suggestion made the previous day by the guy I talked to at the terminal).
As we were driving towards the campsite, our bus started to slow down. Now it wasn’t due to getting stuck behind a car caravan. It was because there were (more…)