Thursday, October 8, 2015

What's Going On: 10/8, 10/9, 10/10 & 10/11, 2015

Plato Zorba and Dentist play APYC on Friday.


There's a gaping hole in the listings this week, but we all have to move on. This weekend still has plenty of options. CoolMom is away on business through Sunday, but I may be able to sneak out for something.

You can most definitely get started on Thursday when Court Tavern hosts Those Corn People, The Hostage Crisis, Cold Weather Company, It Starts With I, and Lex RocHart and the Noebels Bros. Deal Casino have a headlining slot at Stanhope House in, well, Stanhope. Tyler Ward is at Wonder Bar for a rare all-ages show there. The Saint has Mister F, Blendmode, and UFOTOFU.

On Friday night, APYC hosts Plato Zorba and Dentist for a free show. It's Punk Night at the Brighton with The Cynz, New York Junk, Graveyard School, Knif, and Tango Machina. Philly's mumblr are at The Kremlin in New Brunswick with Perennial Reel, The Great Depression, and Bird Hotel. The Battery Electric head up to Jersey City for a show at Lucky 7 with Adam & The Plants and All Sensory Void. Lucinda Williams plays what looks like it may be a sold out show (check that one) at The Stone Pony. 

On Saturday, Far In The Maples are at APYC with Underwater Country Club. Montclair's Meatlocker hosts Mikey Erg, Disposable, Teenage Halloween, Archie Alone, and My Pizza My World. Onward Etc. are back at The Saint with American Opera, The Ghost Pines, and Tyler Matthews for a late show. The Battery Electric and Deaf Rhino have opening slots for Nick Oliveri's Mondo Generator at Wonder Bar.

Also on Saturday, we get the rescheduled New Jersey Zombie Walk on the boardwalk. It looks like the weather will cooperate this time.

Sunday brings Down By Law, The Scandals, Mikey Erg, Gameday Regulars, and The Dead Pollys to Trenton's Millhill Basement. Pier Village has got the free Bands on the Boardwalk series with Colton Kayser and Hodera. Coheed and Cambria hit the Stone Pony Summer Stage. Langosta has a free after-party featuring Sumptin Good.

I'll see if I can't work something out for at least one night this weekend while CoolMom is away in Peru. If you see me out there come say hi.


The Brighton Bar (Long Branch): Blaise, 6:30pm, $10 adv, $12 door (ALL AGES)

Court Tavern (New Brunswick): Those Corn People / The Hostage Crisis / Cold Weather Company / It Starts With I / Lex RocHart and the Noebels Bros, 7:30pm, $8

Naner Manor (New Brunswick): Hodera / City Limits / Birthday Candles / You Vandal, 7pm, $5

Roxy & Dukes Roadhouse (Dunellen): Go Get Gone / The Junk Rumblers, 9pm, $10

The Saint (Asbury): Mister F / Blendmode / UFOTOFU, 7:30pm, $10

The Stanhope House (Stanhope): Deal Casino / Pat Llewellyn and The Parade / Jean Pool / The Company Kept, 7pm, $10 adv, $13 door

Starland Ballroom (Sayreville): Matthew Espinosa, 5:30pm, $25 adv, $30 door (ALL AGES)

The Stone Pony (Asbury): Twiddle / The Werks, 7pm, $15 adv, $18 door (ALL AGES)

Tromaville (New Brunswick): Sun Abduction / Black River Manifesto / Bike Cops / Ghost Camp / Garbage Brain, 8pm

The Wonder Bar (Asbury): Tyler Ward / Anna Clendening / Wyland, 6pm, $15 adv, $20 door (ALL AGES)

FRIDAY (10/9)

Asbury Park Yacht Club (Asbury): Plato Zorba / Dentist, 9pm, FREE

The Brighton Bar (Long Branch): The Cynz / New York Junk / Graveyard School / Knif / Tango Machina, 8pm, $8 (18+)

Clash Bar (Clifton): Dead Drop / Exinfernum

Court Tavern (New Brunswick): Who Killed Marilyn? / Pa Angelo / I Hope You Die / Leadhead / The Turnbucklers, 8pm, $10

The Kremlin (New Brunswick): mumblr / Perennial Reel / The Great Depression / Bird Hotel, 7:30pm, $5

Langosta Lounge (Asbury): Billy Penn and Inside Drivers / Lone Shark, 9pm, FREE

Lucky 7 (Jersey City): Adam and The Plants / The Battery Electric / All Sensory Void, 8pm, FREE

Paramount Theatre (Asbury): Screening of Psychic Migrations, 7pm, FREE

The Saint (Asbury): Birdcloud / Mountain Sprout / Blaine Cartwright / Dark City Strings, 7:30pm, $15

Starland Ballroom (Sayreville): The Winery Dogs, 7pm, $20-50 adv, $25 door (ALL AGES)

The Stone Pony (Asbury): Lucinda Williams, 7pm

Warren American Legion (Warren): Shai Hulud / Separated / Foxfires / Distaste / Manalive, 7pm, $10

The Wonder Bar (Asbury): Glorious Sons, 7pm, $12 adv, $14 door

SATURDAY (10/10)

Asbury Park Boardwalk (Asbury): NJ Zombie Walk, 10am Makeup Alley at the Carousel, 4pm Walk

Asbury Park Yacht Club (Asbury): Far In The Maples / Underwater Country Club, 10pm, FREE

The Brighton Bar (Long Branch): Halloween Bingo, 6:30pm, $10

Clash Bar (Clifton): Tarpit Boogie / Dogs Of Reason / Crime Scene / Silence Equals Death / Slapjaw

Court Tavern (New Brunswick): Eye Of The Destroyer / Corpse Hoarder / Sycarian / Sicada / Dick Vomit, 8pm, $10

Langosta Lounge (Asbury): Steve Reilly Band, 10pm, FREE

The Meatlocker (Montclair): Mikey Erg / Disposable / Teenage Halloween / Archie Alone / My Pizza My World, 8pm

Nowhere USA (New Brunswick): Pinegrove / Palehound / Vasdueva / Glazer, 8pm, $5

The Saint (Asbury): Rod Picott / Amber Lynn Nicol / George Wirth, 6pm

The Saint (Asbury): Onward Etc. / American Opera / The Ghost Pines / Tyler Matthews, 10pm, $13

Starland Ballroom (Sayreville): 40 Below Summer, 5:30pm, $15 adv, $20 door
SUNDAY (10/11)

Asbury Park Yacht Club (Asbury): Hi Fi Soundz, 6pm, FREE

Candy Barrel (New Brunswick): Fern Mayo / Boosegumps / Professor Caveman / Brian Seidman, 7pm

Langosta Lounge (Asbury): Sumptin Good, 10pm, FREE

Millhill Basement (Trenton): Down By Law / The Scandals / Mikey Erg / Gameday Regulars / The Dead Pollys, 7pm, $15 adv, $20 door

Pier Village (Long Branch): Bands on the Boardwalk: Colton Kayser / Hodera, 2pm, FREE

The Saint (Asbury): Passafire / Lionize / Backbeat Soundsystem, 7pm, $15

Scarlet Pub (New Brunswick): The Cahoots / Rewind The Crisis / Foxfires / Use Big Words / Growing Stone, 8pm, FREE

Starland Ballroom (Sayreville): Magic Men Live!, 7pm, $25-60 (18+)

The Stone Pony Summer Stage (Asbury): Coheed and Cambria / Glassjaw / Thank You Scientist, 5:30pm, $35 adv (ALL AGES)

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Live @ Coffee Haüs Studios Kicks Off Season 2 w/ The Fossils, Grey Goes Black


Freehold's Coffee Haüs Studios launched their second season of Live @ Coffee Haüs Studios yesterday with a pair of sessions from New Jersey Bands.

Asbury Park's The Fossils got the high-quality audio / video treatment, performing three selections of their blues-influenced, heavy alt-rock.

Grey Goes Black did a set of their brooding dark wave. Drummer / electro wiz, Stephen Moraghan, even sports some snappy duds during the band's session.

Check out both sessions, and make sure to give Coffee Haüs Studios a like to keep up with new sessions as they go live.

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Exclusive Premiere: Rick Barry / Andy Bova SIMGE 24-Hour Songwriting Challenge Contribution

"All Is Well"

For the second straight year, our extended family over at Speak Into My Good Eye held a 24-Hour Songwriting Challenge in which they invited artists to write, record, and submit a new, original song all in the space of a single 24-hour period. Last year's event focused on New Jersey. This year, SIMGE opened things up to New York and Pennsylvania (and beyond) as well.

Things kicked off this past September 11th with a show at Wonder Bar. At the stroke of midnight on September 12th, the clock started. By the time it was all over, SIMGE received nearly 40 submissions. Proceeds from the resulting compilation will benefit the National Alliance on Mental Illness.

SIMGE will be officially releasing the 2015 compilation at their CMJ Showcase. That show takes place on October 15th at Littlefield in Brooklyn and features Mount Sharp, A Deer A Horse, Vivid Dreams, Deal Casino, and Julian Fulton.

You don't have to wait until October 15th to hear a track, though. We've got the premiere of "All Is Well," the contribution from Rick Barry and Andy Bova, right here. The pair have worked together before, both as members of No Wine For Kittens and on some of Barry's solo work.

"All Is Well" is spare and beautiful, featuring, simply, Barry's trademark low-key vocals accompanied by acoustic guitar. As I listen, I get the sense that the title phrase is more of a half-hearted reassurance than a forceful declaration.

Check out "All Is Well" below; and keep your eyes peeled for more info on Rick Barry's upcoming Curses, Maledictions and Harsh Reiterations, slated for an early 2016 release. Also be on the lookout for the Andy Bova-produced follow-up to Dentist's debut.

This year's 24-Hour Songwriting Challenge Compilation will be out on October 15th. Make sure you grab a copy when it's available to support a great cause and a bunch of great artists.

Monday, October 5, 2015

The Last 2 Nights at Asbury Lanes For Now: Beach Slang, The Holy Mess, Lost In Society, Sammy Kay, Brick + Mortar, Gimme Drugs, Super Dad

Philly's Beach Slang played the last set at Asbury Lanes before it closed for renovations.


Friday, October 2nd, 2015

He had big plans. The rain was really coming down, and the wind was howling. It was a perfect evening to listen to some records and dig into that new bottle of whiskey his wife just bought him. A couple of beers with dinner had gotten him started when he got the message: "Brick + Mortar playing tonight."

He'd seen the band a few times, and he knew they really brought people out. It was the next-to-last night at the place, a good chance to see everyone one extra time. He stopped 3/4ths of the way through his second beer, packed up his camera bag, and got in the car.

Wow. The rain was vicious. He could feel the wind buffeting the car as he drove. "The gods are angry. They don't want anybody messing with the place." He thought that was pretty clever and tried to think of a way to work it into whatever he was going to write.

There was one last spot right out front. Bob and Jenn greeted him as he walked in. "You made it in time for Super Dad!" He thought that was pretty funny -- and appropriate. "Super Dad."

Super Dad was Josh from Snack World, the guy with all the great t-shirts, the guy who would skateboard around on the hardwood floors of the lanes after shows. Super Dad was comedy, music, performance art all rolled into one. Super Dad smoked. Super Dad stripped from a bathrobe and pajamas down to a pair of briefs emblazoned with the place's logo. Super Dad climbed onto the bar in the lounge where the set took place. Super Dad threw his body into the spectators. Super Dad burned a dollar bill and almost set his clothes on fire. Super Dad gave him a pretty hard bite on the shoulder. It was funny. He could feel a lump forming in his throat.

Gentleman Jim showed up, disappointed at having missed the surprise performance by his friend and co-worker. He talked with Gentleman Jim about their kids and the school. He talked about the little spark of activism rising in his daughter over her indignity at the sexism of the school's dress code and felt himself feeling kind of proud of her. He thought about all the times he'd spent talking with Gentleman Jim about the place. He thought about how they wouldn't have it to talk about anymore. Gimme Drugs started in the lounge.

A few more people had filed in by this time, and the lounge was more crowded. Jenn sat cross-legged on the floor. He got a spot from where he could snap a few pictures, but he didn't take as many as he normally would have. It was dark. There were other photographers. Even Zak brought his camera. Pete took videos on his phone. This was a reunion for Gimme Drugs and it was his first time seeing them. He'd seen Michael Jackson & The Beetles before, but never Gimme Drugs. They were good.

He floated around, mostly hanging and talking with Gentleman Jim until Brick + Mortar came on. They're a popular band who don't play locally too often. He'd see Brandon or John at shows sometimes. May have even spoken to them once or twice. He presented them with an Asbury Music Award once, but they didn't really know him. Brick + Mortar packed out the lounge. There were projections. There were unicorn puppets. There were big "HEY" signs. He thought he saw some crowd-surfing, or at least shoulder sitting, after he wormed his way out of the crowd.

When it was all done, he talked with Zak and Gentleman Jim for a while. Gentleman Jim appeared a little down about not being slated to work the show the next night. He had a feeling Gentleman Jim would find a way. He headed out to the car, happy to find that the police didn't appear to feel like writing tickets in the rain.

Saturday, October 3rd, 2015

The next day had a weird feeling about it. The weather was still terrible. The gods were still angry. The girls slept in, and his oldest never even put pants on all day long. She's turning into a real teenager. His wife ribbed him a little bit about his desire to get there so early like she always does.

They walked up the steps past Brian, Deaglan, Matt, Nick, and a few others. As they walked in, they spied Gentleman Jim hard at work. It was going to be a long night, and he didn't want her to be uncomfortable. They staked out a space in the lounge and chatted with Jeff for a while. Eventually, Emily came in. They talked and had a couple of drinks. He didn't meet Emily, Justin, Andy, Nick, Matt, and Rudy at the place; but they shared some good times there. He was happy and grateful that they were his friends.

Sammy Kay started his solo set. The crowd was pretty big for it being so early. As usual, several people stayed by the bar while some -- Including him. Always including him. -- moved up front. Sammy asked everyone to put away their phones for the night. It was a futile but thoughtful request. Somewhere in there, Scott tapped him on the shoulder.

"No Tim?"

"No." Apparently, young Tim wanted to rest up for his pee wee football game.

Sammy climbed down from the stage and unplugged for a campfire-style sing along at the end of the set. The people at the bar probably couldn't hear much. He loved it.

He weaved through the crowd. Hugs. Chit chat. They hadn't eaten. His wife ordered a grilled cheese from Snack World. Jalapeño and tomato.

He moved up front again for Lost In Society. There were lights tonight. Rare for the place. Mostly from behind the performers. He got lots of silhouette shots. So many that it would become obvious he just couldn't handle the lighting and wasn't being arty. Lots of photographers now. Climbing all over the place. Flashes. He stayed put. No flash. Like usual.

Lost In Society were all over the stage, constant motion. The people loved it. Brownie found him; shook his hand. Zach climbed on top of the monitor and jumped back to the stage. Chris was there pumping his fist and singing along.

He found his wife and friends again. Offered to get drinks. Was gone for a long time as he talked to people in the crowd. Kiley hugged him.

Back up front for The Holy Mess. The Philly portion of the evening had begun. They were funny. Personable. He liked the music. Punk / pop punk / rock. K8 tore up their setlists, laughing, throwing them back at the band. The pieces mixed in with the confetti that Carrot Topple was throwing around. A mosh pit started up. The band confirmed that Beach Slang were the special guests. He'd known, but his excitement built.

He didn't leave the front of the stage after their set. He didn't want to give up his spot. Yes. He's still a grown man, husband, father of two. His wife found him and stayed.

"Will I be ok here? Am I going to get thrown around?"

He thought she'd be fine. Emily pushed her way up with them, too.

James, Ed, Ruben, and JP took the stage and James said something like, "We're just the background music. Just do what you're doing and we'll be up here making it loud." Then James giggled in that nervous way he does. It made Emily and his wife laugh. They started their set. "Filthy Luck."

He screamed the lyrics. He snapped pictures. He started to sweat. His eyes got watery. He looked over at his wife getting jostled and squished. He felt the crowd at his back. By the time he was singing, "I'm screaming out my lungs with my best friends!!" he was a ball of sweaty emotion. His wife had had enough of the stage diving and jostling, so she took a few steps back. He was disappointed when he didn't see her anymore, but he got it.

The crowd wanted more. Beach Slang didn't have any more. James suggested someone come up and play while they convened to figure out what they would do. Deaglan, Matt, and Brian from Corrina, Corrina were goaded into going onstage. So nervous. "Boxcar." Nervous banter. Gentleman Jim on the PA giving them a hard time. "Can't Hardly Wait." Ruben came out and played lead guitar with them. They were over the moon. So much fun.

The bassist from The Holy Mess came out and did Against Me!'s "Joy" solo. Nice. Beach Slang came back. The crowd wanted more covers. "Game of Pricks." Then they did all-time Jersey classic "Anything, Anything," and the place went bananas. He was pinned to the stage and thrown from side to side. He tried taking pictures. Topple, Ed the Punk, Jason all dove off the stage at some point. The band closed with a new song from their upcoming record. That was it. The last set.

"The last set," he thought.

He found his wife again. "I want to get a picture of Gentleman Jim at the board," he said. Alex was over there and showered him with kisses. He did a little series of shots with Alex -- Gentleman Jim, Corrina, Corrina, Emily, Scott, selfies. He really loves that guy.

His wife was spent. He wanted to stay and say his goodbyes, take more pictures; but the crowd was so big. Quick snaps of Ed the Punk, Leeann, Nikki. An emotional hug from Dave. Bob not sure what he was going to do with his weekend evenings from now on. Handshakes and hugs with Chris and Amy. Texts from Allyson. Texts from the other Bob. "Where R U?"

He was driving home with his beautiful wife. They'd probably be spending a lot more evenings together doing something other than going to shows now. No small thing, that.

The Aftermath

The next day felt so strange. Sunday. 9:30am Jets football from London. They won.

He had fatherly commitments that kept him from heading down one, last time. He never quite felt like he had as much of a claim to the place as other people. He'd been going to shows there for less than half the time they'd been throwing them. He loved it so much, though. Sold-out shows. Shows with 12 people in the crowd. It didn't matter. It meant so much to him. It took him in like he'd been there all along. It saved him at a time when he was lost.

It surprised him, how much difficulty he had sleeping that night. He felt weird. Maybe he was worried he'd get lost again. He didn't know, but he was pretty sure that the place had helped him build something in himself that made that impossible.

Maybe the gods put a scare into the powers that be. Maybe they'll do the right thing.

A few tears rolled down his face when he wrote about his last two nights at the place.

You can go to Flickr to see shots from the last 2 nights at Asbury Lanes.

Beach Slang

The Holy Mess

Lost In Society

Sammy Kay

Saturday Night

Friday Night