Rhapsody.com asked me to write about what metal means to me. It’s probably the most personal thing I’ve ever had published. My subsequent playlist was dubbed “Jeanne Fury’s Teenage-Rebellion Playlist.” Fairly accurate.
Andrew W.K., Ben Kweller, Beth Ditto, Darkness, Debbie Harry, Distillers, Donnas, Garbage, Gore Gore Girls, Gossip, Har Mar Superstar, Icarus Line, Juliette Lewis, Mean Reds, Moments in Grace, Morningwood, Offspring, Paybacks, Reid Paley, Shocker, Village Voice
Some stuff I wrote for the Voice back when the words “Village Voice Media” weren’t embarrassing and/or disheartening. Click here for my Village Voice archive. Or click the individual links below.
Andrew W.K. Reflects on 10 Years of I Get Wet, 2012
The Darkness, live 2012
Q+A with Justin Hawkins of the Darkness (2012)
Q+A with Beth Ditto of Gossip (2012)
The Offspring’s Downer Return (2008)
The Donnas Live (2007)
Juliette Lewis, Debbie Harry, Gore Gore Girls (2007)
Reid Paley Approximate Hellhound (2007)
The Mean Reds Together At Last, And This Is Our Wedding (2005)
Garbage Bleed Like Me (2005)
Juliette Lewis Gets All Excited When She Whips Out Her Big 10-Inch (2005)
Moments in Grace Moonlight Survived (2005)
The Paybacks Harder and Harder (2004)
Icarus Line Penance Soiree (2004)
Ben Kweller On My Way (2004)
The Shocker Up Your Ass Tray (2003)
Avril Lavigne, live 2003
Distillers Sing Sing Death House (2003)
Har Mar Superstar, live 2003
I participated in WNYC’s Smackdown: Pearl Jam vs. Nirvana. I was team Nirvana.
Straight-up Q+A sessions with the likes of Debbie Harry, Margaret Cho, fxckin’ Slayer, and plenty of other characters. Click here for a complete list of NYMag.com interviews, or click the individual links below.
In the realm of extremely extreme actresses, there is Juliette Lewis and there is everyone else. (Sorry, Vin Diesel, but you’ll get your props soon, girl.) How many other Hollywood types could have had audiences cheering for homicidal sociopath Mallory Knox in the Oliver Stone mindfuck Natural Born Killers? Not Vin Diesel, that’s for sure. Whether laughing at her own burps as the mentally retarded Carla Tate in The Other Sister or sucking on Robert DeNiro’s thumb in Cape Fear (my sphincter just flinched while typing that, no joke), Juliette Lewis goes for broke and comes out a winner flashing a shit-eating grin that could fertilize the American heartland. She’s hella extremely extreme. And loony. And that’s why she’s a natural born ’banger.
Sometime around the early to mid-2000s, Lewis put her critically acclaimed acting career on the back burner to jump face-first into that most potentially disastrous creative venture: rock singer. “Oh,” you may be thinking, “yet another one of those actors-dabbling-in-music like Bruce Willis or Scarlet Johansson.” Bish please! Those twinkies best step aside before they hurt theyselves.
Lewis’ first band, Juliette and the Licks (with Todd Morse of H2O and, initially, Patty Schemel of Hole), won over hordes of fans with sweaty, visceral live performances. The Licks disbanded after an EP and two albums (…Like a Bolt of Lightning, You’re Speaking My Language, and Four on the Floor), but Lewis has only just begun to make noise. Her next album, Terra Incognita, is being released under her own name and was produced by the Mars Volta’s Omar Rodriguez-Lopez.
The Deciblog got Juliette on the horn to talk about her decision to become a solo artist, her new album, and her favorite heavy metal songs. She admitted she’s not the most knowledgeable of metalheads, but like everything else she does, she killed it. Continue reading
Jim Rose is in bed. And he’s in pain. The professional sideshow ringleader injured his neck big-time at a recent performance of his infamous Jim Rose Circus where he took one too many shots to the head with a metal chair courtesy of former WWE wrestler Kizarny (a.k.a. SiNn BoDhi—yes, it’s spelled that way). Joining the troupe was another former wrestler, Jake “The Snake” Roberts, but the tour has been cut short due to Rose’s injury. We called Rose to find out how he’s fairing, because we’re nice like that. He educated us on what happens when you eat too many light bulbs, how the circus used to advertise with ass-whoopings, and how his work is God’s work. All that, plus a clip of batshit nutty highlights from the recent tour after the jump. Continue reading
My clips for City Pages are no longer available on the web, so if you click the links below, they will launch a pdf of the article. I’m only posting reviews that are worth the inconvenience of having to download a pdf.
My clips for the Seattle Weekly are no longer available on the web, so if you click the links below, they will launch a pdf of the article. I’m only posting reviews that are worth the inconvenience of having to download a pdf.