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Fleshtones Were Best At 9:30 Club 30th Anniversary Fest

Posted in Music with tags , , on June 1, 2010 by johnbuckley100

They only got to play four songs, but at the 9:30 Club’s 30th Anniversary party on a sweltering D.C. Memorial Day, the Fleshtones made the most of their brief opportunity, so much more entertaining than *The Fall, The Pixies, Cracker, X, Luna, Tom Verlaine, Brian Jonestown Massacre, Calexico, Nirvana, Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros, Wilco, Jesus and Mary Chain, The Mekons, Mazzy Star, The Soft Boys, The DBs, The Apples in Stereo, Lou Reed, The Jayhawks, Alejandro Escovedo, Camper Van Beethoven, Sonic Youth, Ryan Adams, The Feelies, New Pornographers, and all the rest who’ve graced the club.  (*Okay, okay, not all of these bands played at the party today, but this is a representative sample of bands we’ve seen at 9:30, in its stanky ol’ F Street origins, as well as its more commodious, air conditioned, smoke free and damned near pleasant home on V Street, which it’s inhabited since the early Clinton Administration.)

It also was great seeing the Slickee Boys play today — the first band I ever saw at the old 9:30 Club, on New Years Eve 1983-84 — and though it’s been more than twenty years since they’ve regularly played together, you wouldn’t have known it from the way Kim Kane and the gang played “When I Go To The Beach.”

The ‘Tones were in excellent shape for a 6:20 PM set on a scorchingly hot holiday.  Fortunately, they’d been able to get over to Tulip Frenzy World Headquarters for a hotdog and a burger each, and maybe a cooling swim.

The 9:30 Club was instantly turned into “Hitsburg USA,”  and every boy and girl started to do the Frug. “Feels Good To Feel” had Ken and Keith kickin’ to Bill’s beat, and when Peter whipped out the  harp, the place just swooned.  “Way Down South” was a reminder that New York’s pride was playing South of the Mason-Dixon Line.  Next thing you knew, Seth Hurwitz, who says The Fleshtones were the first band he ever actually booked at the old 9:30 Club, muscled his way onto Bill’s stool to play drums to “Ride Your Pony.” Thankfully, while standing next to his kit, Bill kept the beat while Seth earnestly kept up.  And then it was over, and not even the promised reunion of Creedence coulda possibly been better.

All of D.C.’s music fans cheered these American treasures — The Fleshtones and the 9:30 Club.  The show may still be going on — there was a rumor the Bad Brains and Fugazi were going to reform for the occasion… okay, I started it…but thank Heaven that America’s hardest working combo set up shop on V Street to get us all in the holiday spirit.  Summer’s here and its time to hear Solid Gold Sound.

Fleshtones Greet Their 5th Decade* By Bursting Into Film

Posted in Music with tags , , on January 3, 2010 by johnbuckley100

SnagFilms brain trust, please take note and acquire these rights for your most excellent nonfiction film site: 2010 will see the release of Pardon Us For Living But The Graveyard Was Full, a documentary about The Flestones, only the greatest… well, we’ll leave it there.  The Fleshtones are just the greatest.  And that there’s now a movie about ’em, in addition to the excellent book on them — Sweat, The Story of The Fleshtones, America’s Garage Band — means the ‘Tones Chronicle is now a full-fledged multimedia juggernaut.   I mean after a book and a film, through what medium may we next capture America’s greatest band?  Sculpture?

Can’t wait to see it, and the really fun trailer just whets the appetite.  Happy 201o.

* No, they haven’t been around for 40 plus years (just a mere 34), but having started in the mid-70s, and with this now 2010, we did the math and…

Fleshtones Frontman Peter Zaremba Upends The Blogosphere

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on October 30, 2009 by johnbuckley100

If Tulip Frenzy were a bar, we’d call Peter Zaremba a friend of the house and set him up with a free one every time he sat down.  How nice it was to hear from him yesterday, and to learn that one of rock’n’roll’s most entertaining writers has started his own blog entitled: Busybuddy, A Life of Excitement.

Now you may know Peter only as The Fleshtones’ singer, organist, and harp player, the funnest frontman ever to don a sequined shirt.  You may remember him as an MTV host back in the day when the M in MTV stood for “music,” not “moronic.” You may not know that Peter is also a journalist nonpareil.  For example, his GQ feature on the best and worst haircuts in rock history was hilarious and wonderful and only hints at his capabilities — which apparently are no longer in service to the late Modern Bride magazine, the demise of which has left a hole… well, somewhere.

Get ready to bookmark.  Tulip Frenzy is pleased to start sending traffic to Busybuddy, A Life of Excitement.

Peter Zaremba’s Blog

The Reigning Sound’s “Love And Curses” Is Sovereign Over All

Posted in Music with tags , , on October 16, 2009 by johnbuckley100

The Governor of North Carolina has a weekend retreat high above Asheville, North Carolina.  It would be a nice place for a tea party — or the rockingest hoedown with local garage rock royalty, The Reigning Sound.  I can see the ghost of Zelda Fitzgerald doing the frug with Root Boy Slim, and Thomas Wolf twisting with Andie McDowell.

What is a band that make such a din doing in the Smoky Mountains? Much to the chagrin certainly of record store clerks, possibly of bartenders, and undoubtedly all the hep cats in Memphis, Tennessee, Greg Cartwright up and left for Asheville sometime after Time Bomb High School. With a voice that can range from John Lennon circa “Twist and Shout” to Plimsouls-era Peter Case to Paul Westerberg on “Sadly Beautiful,” Cartwright runs the gamut from blue-eyed soul to roots rock belters. I liked Too Much Guitars, but let’s just say there was truth in advertising when it came to that 2004 album.   Love And Curses, which is tearing up the charts at least on my iPod, sounds like it was produced by Alan Betrock, from session tapes bootlegged from Crawdaddy rehearsals.  Fast or slow, hard or soft, The Reigning Sound sits on the true throne of real rock’n’roll.

Garage rock is a lost art, like changing your own engine oil.  Recondite skills are needed, rites to be observed.  Let’s face it, we love him, but don’t really know what to make of King Khan, and now that The Soledad Brothers have bitten the dust, and The Chesterfield Kings are wheezing, only The Fleshtones seem to know the way to Hitsburg, USA.

Ah, but in a world dominated by bar codes and not nearly enough bar chords, Love and Curses shines through.  Give it up for royalty, these blue bloods of rock’n’roll play the hemophiliacs’ twang.  Go listen to “Broken Things” or the Mekon-esque “If I Can’t Come Back” and banish all the pretenders.

Fleshtones At 930

Posted in Music with tags on August 29, 2009 by johnbuckley100

We’re playing catchup, as the whole gang at Tulip Frenzy world HQ was given permission to go on their annual vacations.  However, on August 14th, the Fleshtones made a rare, rare, altogether too rare stop at Washington’s 930 Club, and they turned thee place upside down, inside out, and over the top.  Bringing “Hitsburg USA” to the capital o’ the USA was cool enough, but then there was the set.  Keith jumped down onto the packed floor and kicked his way through “Theme From The Vindicators,” and all the kids did the Gentleman’s Twist.  Peter Zaremba was resplendent in his sequined duds, kicking off with “Hard Lovin’ Man,”  and Bill Milhizer thundered like a one-man construction site. But the highlight of the show may have been when Kim Kane of D.C. legends The Slickee Boys took Keith’s axe and Ken Fox lifted some talented young kid up from out of the audience to play the bass for 1:30 of pure Powerstance rock.  Who was that kid?  Give him a contract!  And bring the greatest rock’n’roll band in America back, puh-leeeze.

6th Best Album of 2008, The Fleshtones’ “Take A Good Look”

Posted in Music with tags , , on December 8, 2008 by johnbuckley100

Still doing the gentleman’s twist more than 30 years on, The Fleshtone’s Take A Good Look is ready for its close-up.  Stardom’s eluded the ‘Tones so long, there are books written about it.   Maybe Keith Streng’s “Shiney Hiney” gives a clue as to how they can keep rocking year in and year out – as far as the Fleshtones are concerned, the world can kiss it.   One might take the album title as a warning that we’re not going to have the Fleshtones to kick around forever, but based on the evidence, they’re still having a ball, Peter Zaremba’s never sounded better, and the road to Hitsville, USA continues.

If NPR So Loves The Fleshtones, Can America Be Far Behind?

Posted in Music with tags on February 4, 2008 by johnbuckley100

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