8.22.2021

Love him or hate him, Frank Zappa was a one-of-a-kind artist


Let it never be said Frank Zappa was a conformist, but then, as his wife, Gail Zappa, says in the new documentary film on his life and times, Frank was consistently inconsistent.

Filmmaker Alex Winter — yes, that Alex Winter of “Bill & Ted” fame — gained unprecedented access to Zappa’s extensive archive of film, video, audio recordings and ephemera to create a portrait of the artist as the man behind the satirical lyrics, cacophonous music and off-the-wall stage shows. He did it, apparently by convincing Gail that he wanted to make the definitive work on Frank that finally revealed his true genius.

His film, titled “Zappa,” is available for screening free through the Taos Center for the Arts’ Big Screen @ Home film series. It can be seen now through Dec. 4, 2020. Just go to tcataos.com.

Whatever magic he conjured up was successful, especially given the hard-core protective shell Gail and their eldest son, Ahmet Zappa, encased over any interpretation of Frank’s work. For background, see my interview with sibling Dweezil prior to launching his “Cease and Desist” tour in Taos back in 2016.

Winter was able to get an extensive interview with Gail in the months before she died of lung cancer in 2015. My interview with Dweezil was the following year. In Gail’s interview, which is shown in sporadic clips through the film, she is surprisingly candid about Frank, his high level focus on his music, the raucous tours, the women, the sexually transmitted diseases, and how he approached fellow musicians as the tools to create his music. This often led people to consider him off-putting because he knew exactly what he wanted from his bandmates and when he didn’t get it, they were gone. 

It was fun, though, as the film and video footage of their stage show attests, but Frank kept it all under control. And, while many people saw him as a rock ’n’ roll star, he really wasn’t. He was an artist, a composer in the classic sense who used the rock music idiom as a component to find the sound he was looking for, and when that wasn’t enough he would blend in symphonic orchestras to feed his creative juices. But, it was the sound, that crazy, insane, in-your-face, offensive, profane, loud and mind-bending stuff that made you think without realizing it. Watch his own film, “200 Motels,” and you’ll see what I mean.

And, he did it without being stoned. Although entrenched in the 1960s Laurel Canyon counter-culture life of psychedelic parties, mushrooms, Maui-wowie, and LSD-laced jugs of burgundy wine, he partook deeply of the rock star free-love life with numerous partners, but somehow stayed straight. 

Which made it all the more surprising when he inadvertently became the best, most articulate spokesman for freedom of speech when the uptight Reagan-era backlash spawned a movement to slap “”Parental Advisory” stickers on album covers. He even testified before lawmakers and made numerous appearances on TV talk shows and gave a particularly memorable appearance on CNN’s “Crossfire” in 1986. Watch the film and see if he doesn’t send a chill up your spine with his startlingly prescient comments.

The film also takes a look at his relationship with his children and how a certain chilly confrontation actually led to his only big pop music hit: “Valley Girl.” The collaboration with his daughter Moon Unit Zappa happened just because she wanted to spend some time with her dad. Fans knew the Zappas were making a satire of shallow consumer-driven mall-rats, but the MTV denizens ate it up.

In the years after his death in 1993 of prostate cancer, Frank Zappa’s music has been rediscovered and appreciated for its sheer artistry and sharp commentary, even presaging some things we’re only now understanding. You may be a die-hard fan of his music or hate it with a passion, but Zappa was certainly one-of-a-kind. 

“Zappa” is not rated, but it does contain language, brief nudity and sexuality.

Watch a new preview of Peter Jackson’s Beatles documentary ‘The Beatles: "Get Back"

4.30.2021

Mind Benders for the Thrifty Spenders


Explore our fifth compilation of label tracks – RVNG Compendium Vol. 5 – available for free for the next 24 hours, featuring a selection of songs from all RVNG, Beats In Space, Freedom To Spend, and Commend releases this year. An open portal to our worlds, free if you need, and every dollar given immensely appreciated.

We have a few end of year releases available in addition to the compilation:

Sidestepped, the epilogue to Oliver Coates' album, skins n slime, composed of an extended dialog between piano, cello, and synthesizer; Ka Baird's Vivification Exercises I, a new extended play based on a 2018 performance at Roulette; Andras' Joyful Remixes featuring Cut Copy, Madalyn Merkey, and more; a limited cassette edition of Kate NV's Room for the Moon (50 copies!); and a warehouse find of FRKWYS Vol. 9's ICON EYE DVD edition, 40 copies, hand-numbered, then gone.

Scope the above and beyond at Bandcamp.

4.24.2021

DEPARTURE LOUNGE return with a new album in Spring 2021 : Exclusive Track Preview


Departure Lounge, the band from the UK comprising Tim Keegan (lead vocals, guitar), Chris Anderson (keyboards, guitar, saxophone, vocals), Lindsay Jamieson (drums, keyboards, flute, vocals) and Jake Kyle (bass guitar, double bass, guitar, trumpet, vocals), enjoyed a critically acclaimed period from 1998 to 2002 releasing three albums on Bella Union and Flydaddy records.

In 2019 the four original members drove down to Middle Farm Studios in the deepest Devon countryside, where they recorded an album of brand new material with studio owner and co-producer, Peter Miles. The old magic was stronger than ever and the resulting album, "Transmeridian", contains some of their finest work to date. The album’s imminent single, Australia, features Peter Buck from R.E.M. on Rickenbacker 12-string.

The album "Transmerdian" is scheduled for release in March 2021 on Violette Records, the label founded to showcase the music of Michael Head.

Ahead of that we are delighted to share an exclusive track, taken from the album, called "Al Aire Libre" remixed by Kid Loco, the seminal French electronic musician, DJ, remixer and producer who has worked with Jarvis Cocker of Pulp, The Transistors and Mogwai.

 

3.23.2021

GENUS ORDINIS DEI - New single EDICT off latest album GLARE OF DELIVERANCE


Genus Ordinis Dei are back with the new single "Edict", supported, as usual, by a video with a cinematic cut. This is the third episode extracted from their metal work entitled Glare of Deliverance, scheduled for release on December 4th via Eclipse Records.

"Edict" continues Eleanor's story, resuming where the previous episode "Hunt" stopped. The Holy Inquisition captured her after a brutal chase in the forest and now has her in its clutches. She fears for her life but, despite everything, tries to resist. While The Black Friar waits for the witch, the inhabitants of the citadel throw glances of disgust and contempt at her. Who will save her? Will you be able to resist her eyes as she stares at you and cries out for help?

Glare of Deliverance is the band's third LP, produced by Tommaso Monticelli (Jumpscare, Eternal Delyria, Geschlecht) at the Sonitus Studio. This new album is a collection of ten individual songs, each accompanied by its own music video. Each episode is concatenated with the other, creating a sort of short film that tells the story of a young woman named Eleanor, persecuted by the Holy Inquisition.

Glare of Deliverance includes ten tracks of powerful symphonic metal that will leave you breathless. Tom Roberts' art comes to life in the horror-style plot, making you feel powerless while Eleanor faces the corrupt inquisitors.

2.27.2021

Mannequin Pussy Cover Rilo Kiley's "The Execution Of All Things," 'No Bad Words For The Coast Today: The Execution Of All Things Covers Comp' Out 11/6


Today, Mannequin Pussy release their cover of Rilo Kiley's "The Execution Of All Things," as part of No Bad Words For The Coast Today: The Execution Of All Things Covers Comp, out November 6th. AV Club premiered the band's take on the title track, providing an exclusive statement from the band:

"Rilo Kiley is the band where I can confidently say that they are simultaneously one of my favorites but they also give me musical amnesia. By that, I mean I can obsessively listen to their discography for months and then – as though someone placed a curse on me – I forget they exist. This curse is really a gift because when I remember how much I love them, it’s like discovering them again for the first time, that sense of wonder for the songs never goes away – no matter how many times I’ve gone through their albums. I’m awestruck by Jenny’s gift for prose and poetry and her expressive voice, Blake’s tremendous capacity to create “noodly” riffs that never sound cheesy but that always perfectly complement and elevate every song. Listening to this band you can sense the collaboration. Collaboration between talented people can create magic and that’s what they are to me – musical magic." — Marisa Dabice, Mannequin Pussy

From now through November 6th, all of the album's proceeds will be donated to G.L.I.T.S.,a NYC-based non-profit, social justice, advocacy and service organization addressing the health and rights crises faced by transgender sex workers. Pre-order the compilation via Bandcamp (exclusive) today, and receive a download of Sad13's "Paint's Peeling" and Mannequin Pussy's "The Execution Of All Things."

No Bad Words For The Coast Today: The Execution Of All Things Covers Comp is a covers compilation celebrating Rilo Kiley's seminal 2002 album. After the band recently announced the re-issue of their self-titled debut EP, journalist and superfan Tatiana Tenreyro enlisted various artists who have been influenced by Rilo Kiley to create their own rendition of one of the album's tracks for the compilation and anniversary.

No Bad Words For The Coast Today features Sad13, Mannequin Pussy, Diet Cig, Adult Mom, Lisa Prank, Anika Pyle, Eric Slick, Gladie (former Cayetana lead Augusta Koch's new band), Dump Him, Verdigrls, Gay Meat (Museum Mouth lead Karl Kuehn's solo project), Riverby, Sailor Boyfriend and Aftercrush.

2.21.2021

Ghostly x Audika: Arthur Russell capsule pt. 2



In our reverence for great artists, Ghostly International has once again partnered with Audika Records and the estate of virtuosic and prescient musician Arthur Russell (1951-1992) on a limited capsule collection of some of his most memorable visual works.

The second installment brings an expanded series of flyers by both Russell and his partner Tom Lee to a new spread of short and long-sleeve tees, plus a crewneck sweatshirt, and a baseball cap.

Audika Records founder Steve Knutson reflects on the work in a feature at the Ghostly blog:

“The three new designs date from the mid-’70s and are based on gig flyers made by Arthur. He would find images to use in coloring books. I’m most intrigued by both the Lower Manhattan Ocean Club and Sobossek’s designs. If you saw either of those posted in downtown Manhattan at that time, what would you think? Does he perform music for children? Is it a magic show?”

To mark the release of this collection, a donation has been made to GMHC, which is the world’s first HIV/AIDS service organization.

2.03.2021

Sammi Rae & Los Vegas Premiere Brand New Single “CHAMPAGNE”


This latin pop flavored electro-salsa track is one of the hottest singles of the year!
 
"Champagne" is available on Spotify and all major streaming services now.

The duo's been releasing bad ass singles no one can ignore. "Champagne" is fresh, funky and soulful. It's jazzy and mellow too. Smooth pop never felt so smooth, and their vocals are flawlessly suave. Pop those bottles and relax to the soothing sounds of Sammi Rae & Los Vegas.

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12.05.2020

Take a Wistful Walk Down Penny Lane With Jeff Lake & Cellophane Flowers

As we come closer to wrapping up the year 2020, 'best of' and 'favorite new artists' lists are being made. A lot of good music was made during this tumultuous year, and it was also a time of reflection being that most of us were home for various reasons. Digging through my record collection, I revisited The Beatles and was reminded of how great they truly were. They were the ones who showed the world what you can do with songwriting, rock and roll, popular music and poetry in top 40 hit singles. Apart from that, The Beatles had magnificent string arrangements, mostly composed by the genius classically trained music producer- George Martin. 

Jeff Lake & Cellophane Flowers have released a new collection of Beatles tunes re-arranged and performed by orchestral instruments and acoustic guitar. This album emphasizes the greatness of what surrounded The Beatles' songs and the construction of Martin's genius that made each of those songs larger than life from the rest of the 1960's bands. For those looking for a new and refreshing way to revisit those timeless classics, this is an important album to check out. Lake's voice is phenomenal and pitch perfect for these songs, and the arrangements are uniquely of their own and rework their classic material in a creative and masterful way.

No one did it better than The Beatles, leaving us with flawless compositions so good, one might ask if a rock and roll band should even touch a try at covering their songs. But Jeff Lake & Cellophane Flowers take a different stab at it, more from a classical approach, perhaps in a way George Martin may have preferred it. These re-workings are impressive musically as well as just plain enjoyable for the fans who want to hear a new take on The Beatles without another random rock band covering their hits like the record. It's a clever approach to tackling such iconic songs and in a most respectful way.

As I drive to work early mornings, I've been playing this album on repeat and feeling it sets a possitive tone for my days. Not only am I reminded these are the catchiest, wittiest songs ever written, but I love hearing the music in a whole new colorful light, wistfully directed by Jeff Lake & Cellophane Flowers. I hope they do this with some of my other favorite bands. I'd love to hear how they'd re-imagine something like Tommy James and The Shondells or The Kinks. All I can say is Bravo, a most ambitious job well done!



“Penny Lane”, the new release from singer/songwriter Jeff Lake and his classical music compadres in Cellophane Flowers, is available now on Apple Music, Amazon, Spotify, and all the major music services. Hard copy CDs are also due to be released to retail in January.



Be sure to check out the next, few virtual shows at The Fest for Beatle Fans on Facebook...

On Friday, 12/11, ring in the Holidays with the CELLOPHANE TRIO performing unique arrangements of seasonal Beatle classics such as “Happy Xmas” & “Wonderful Christmastime”.

And on Friday, 1/22, join us for a VIRTUAL CD RELEASE PARTY for the Penny Lane CD package.

In addition to their highly respected and wildly successful all-Beatle show (The Beatles Are Bach) you can also catch CELLOPHANE FLOWERS performing two astounding additional shows:

THE SONG BOOK OF ROCK (a variety of many classic rock artists)

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THE CHRISTMAS CHRONICLES - perfect for this Holiday season!



Visit https://cellophaneflowersmusic.com/ for the full story.

11.16.2020

ASCIAN publish new video for "Dead Will Carry The Dead"


With their debut album "Elysion" now available, doom/post-black metallers Ascian have published a new video for the almost 10-minute track "Dead Will Carry The Dead", which perfectly reflects the overall mood on this album. 

Shot during the summer of 2020, you can watch the video at this location: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XRij8F7kGc0


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10.29.2020

FOREVER UNDERGROUND AT THE RAT: THE RISE, FALL AND LONG AFTER-LIFE OF BOSTON’S LEGENDARY PUNK VENUE.


In its heyday, the Rathskeller club’s unassuming fa├žade was tucked into a homely jumble of mis-matched stores, restaurants and nightspots in Boston’s Kenmore Square, where the tony Back Bay neighborhood met the Fenway district and Boston University. Once you crossed its perpetually darkened doorway you could head straight to the street level bar (and later, James Ryan’s popular Hoodoo Barbeque) or turn left and head down the stairs to the subterranean music room. Along with cigarette smoke and the vestigial smell of sweat and spilled beer, the dim interior featured black walls, overhanging water pipes, dodgy rest rooms, tilty tables and a low bandstand that was cheek-by-jowl with the narrow dance floor. From 1974 until it closed in 1997, the Rat (as it was universally known) featured untold hundreds of bands, from rock’s living legends to the lowliest also-ran punk combo. That means about 8000 nights of edgy good times where the music was more often than not delivered at fever pitch.

Twenty years to the month after it closed, a Rat reunion show and benefit auction event was held at Kenmore’s Hotel Commonwealth. The supportive vibe that owner Jim Harold provided over the years for so many local groups starting out was a common theme, as it is in the commemorative “Live at the Rat Suite” DVD (more on that in a bit). The event took place in the second floor function area of the hotel whose giant footprint looms over the space where the Rat once stood. On an evening where exclamations of “Long Live the Rat!” were heard more than a few times, this irony was noted by many of folks in attendance.


Willie Alexander and band in front of the Rat’s original backdrop sign. (Photo by author)

Performing that night were a handful of local rock mainstays. Willie “Loco” Alexander, a godfather of Boston punk since the days of his raucous Boom-Boom Band, kicked things off with a mini-set that included the anthemic “At the Rat.” This tune was the lead track of the 1976 compilation double live album of the same name, organized by Harold to promote the local scene (now re-mastered and available on CD). It proved as popular as ever, two decades after the joint was shuttered. “Thanks for being alive,” Willie said in parting. The Nervous Eaters, led by singer-guitarist-writer Steve Cataldo, are another local legend that came up in the Rat’s earlier days; their buzzsaw riffing and unbridled lyrics set the course for many groups that followed. Having long lived down the compromised album they made in 1980 for Elektra, the Eaters reverted to the tough-as-nails sound in subsequent recordings and gigs. Songs like “Last Chance” and “Loretta” are for many people as much of a Boston tradition as the Swan Boats and were welcomed accordingly.


Steve Cataldo (Photo by author)

Emily Grogan and her band were of a later vintage than the two acts that preceded her and her impassioned songwriting and vocals were just as well received. Emily also told a touching anecdote about her early days when she was a bandmate of the late Mr. Butch, the beloved dreadlocked street person who was dubbed the “mayor of Kenmore Square.” Closing out the musical festivities were the Dogmatics. They were a prime example of groups that came into local renown in the mid-80s with a sound now twice re-generated since the 60s when garage-rock royalty Barry and the Remains played the Rathskeller when it was differently configured. Led by Jerry Lehane, the Dogmatics were a popular act not just for the Rat and the similarly downscale Chet’s Last Call, but also for the gig parties they’d have at their Thayer Street loft. At the Rat party they faithfully lived up to their legacy with the punked-up garage riffing and raffish townie humor of such nuggets as “Pussy Whipped” and the Catholic-school testimonial “Sister Serena.” They were joined by another Dorchester-bred favorite, Richie Parsons ex of Unnatural Axe, for a few numbers including the always reliable “Three Chord Rock.”



Emily Grogan (above) and the Dogmatics’ Peter O’Halloran and Jerry Lehane w/ Richie Parsons. Photos by Sara Billingsley.

The night ended sentimentally with a few words from Jim Harold as well as from former Del Fuegos drummer Woody Geissman whose Right Turn addiction treatment center was the charitable recipient of that evening’s fundraising. (I chatted with another Del Fuegos drummer, Joe Donnelly, but if either of the Zanes brothers were there I didn’t see them).

I moved to Boston shortly after the Blizzard of ’78, somehow getting my meager possessions from my hometown of Salem, Mass. to the Jamaica Plain neighborhood. I began checking out the notorious Rat as soon as the snow banks started to recede. In the last few months of the apartment me and my older sister shared with rotating cast of third bedroomers (we had moved back there, unimpressed with Ft. Lauderdale where our family had re-located) a few albums had circulated that changed my musical life. I had purchased “Talking Heads ‘77” and Television’s “Marquee Moon” pretty much on the strength of reviews (both were revelations) while a roommate owned the equally eye-opening “Rocket to Russia,” the Ramones third album. Elvis Costello’s debut record was also making the rounds. But the first time I ventured down into the occluded interior of the Rat it was a misfire: it seemed to be an open-amp night for suburban bands whose mountaintop was the first Pat Travers album—-it was like they wanted to send me back from whence I came.


The Talking Heads at the Rat in ’77. By the time I first saw them they had graduated to the Paradise club, which had a higher capacity but less exposed plumbing.

Determined to right this wrong, I went back a few nights later when the Romantics were headlining. These guys, in their pre-red shiny suits day, had a buzz about them esp. after getting a positive notice in Creem magazine’s recent review of the Detroit scene. After a couple of pumped-up power pop numbers (where most everyone stayed seated) the singer presumptuously suggested that this was the place “where all the dancing girls are at.” As soon as they launched into the next song, two sets of young ladies emerged from either end of the bandstand and met in the middle of the dance floor. It was like some vision from a half-remembered rock ‘n’ roll dream. The jig was on: soon after I was going to the Rat every weekend.

I say “half-remembered” because in its original form that what it was all about: the small venues, the dancing, the aspirational groups, the chance encounters. By the time I was old enough to go out to shows, rock music’s economy had changed. My early experiences ranged from the precipitous old Boston Garden down to the 2800-seat Orpheum Theater. But at the Rat (capacity about 300+), the close quarters meant the physical and physic space between performers and audience was reduced or overlapped. I saw dozens of great local groups in this hothouse atmosphere and many of them have remained highly-regarded here even though only a few acts “made it big.” This is evidence of the staying power of a community of outsiders, sort of like why you see Harley-riding guys of Social Security age still riding around in packs.


1983, Boston, Massachusetts, USA — Rock band R.E.M. performs at The Rat in Boston. Band members include, left to right, Peter Buck, Michael Stipe, Mike Mills and (not pictured) Bill Berry. — Image by © Laura Levine/Corbis

Do Go Back to Rockville: R.E.M. were one of the last of the really big names to play the Rat. Others who came before them included the Ramones, the Runaways, Talking Heads, the Replacements, the Jam, the Police, the Stranglers and the Boston-based Cars. And few who were there will ever forget the Plasmatics’ three-night stand in March of 1979. I deny all rumors that have my hand brushing Wendy O. William’s derriere moments after she put down her chainsaw at the end of their set.

“The Sound of Our Town,” to borrow the title of Brett Milano’s excellent history of Boston-bred pop music, is ably laid out in the “Live at the Rat” album. It was a dynamic scene that was second only to CBGB on the east coast. Willie Alexander is out front with three tracks, leading a line-up that includes frenetic rave-ups by mid-70s staples like the Infliktors and Thundertrain as well as a fistful of bands known for their distinctive front men: Jeff “Monoman” Conolly (of DMZ), John Felice (the Real Kids) and Richard Nolan (Third Rail). These outfits were definitely the type of the times—with razor-edge riffing that would often build to cathartic peaks that sent the kids on the dance floor into a pogoing frenzy. But the three of them were also savvy songwriters, as were people like Frank Rowe of the Classic Ruins, who Milano suggested was the Randy Newman of punk.

This was a direct result of Harold’s policy of giving a chance to most any band that played their own material—or at least it served to unlock a lot of latent talent. Many bands that came along a little later in the late 70s or early 80s (the Neighborhoods, La Peste, Human Sexual Response, Pastiche, etc.) turned out to have quite a knack at evoking the urban milieu of the times. And what was that like for those who weren’t there or whose memory is getting a little hazy at this point? The “Live at the Rat Suite” DVD, produced and directed by David Lefkowitz, does a good job at hashing out that side of the story in the interviews interspersed with the stripped-down performances in the Hotel Commonwealth suite festooned with the club’s memorabilia. Doing songs are the same performers from the Rat party plus John Felice, Robin Lane and the Chartbusters, Billie Connors and the good ol’ Dropkick Murphys (worthy youngsters 21CF cover La Peste’s “Spymaster”).


At the Rat reunion party, it was like old times in front of the stage. In the background, “Live at the Rat Suite” is projected on the wall (Brett Milano is interviewing Al Barr of the Dropkick Murphys). Photo by author

It’s great to hear your old faves in this cozy setting but also illuminating are the relaxed conversational segments, conducted by a trio of former Boston Globe music writers (Milano, Jim Sullivan and Steve Morse) along with local radio luminaries Oedipus, Carter Alan and John Laurenti. To Alexander, the supportive management and undemanding surroundings (“We were lucky if there was a door on the bathroom,” notes Willie) left a space that was a focal point where a scene could grow on its own. He says the kids, you know the artsy and non-conformist types you see in most every town, found a place of their own and a symbiotic relationship with the new bands that continues to this day. But while it may have been our clubhouse it was not the excluding type: also in the mix were adventurous suburbanites, post-game Red Sox fans and B.U. students.


The back cover of the DVD shows the partially-demolished Rat, while the front shows the well-meaning Rat-themed suite where you can have an “authentic experience” for several hundred dollars a night.

Ah, yes: Boston University. That’s where our story starts to fall apart. The school was always a convenient whipping boy for hometown rockers, ever since Jonathan Richman, in the early proto-punk days of the Modern Lovers, told his girlfriend to “Put down your cigarette and drop out of B.U.” But the ever-growing institution, under the presidency of the irascible John Silber, bought up large chunks of the Kenmore district. The eventual eviction of unwanted elements, whether it be leather-jacketed rock ‘n’ rollers or the hodgepodge collection of mid-century business, was almost an afterthought to the manifest destiny of outsized colleges, block-long hotels and chain stores (a similar fate has befallen Harvard Square).


Rat owner Jim Harold with some parting words and (on the left) Woody Geissman, whose Right Turn treatment center (“A Creative Place for Recovery”) specializes in the substance abuse issues of performing artists. Photo by author

In the photo at the top of this article, local musician Linda Viens stands in front of the Rathskeller, a quiet moment on a snowy day. A tip of the cap to Wikipedia for making this simple but remarkable shot by Wayne Valdez the featured image for their article on the club. All the loud music and edginess have fallen away, and the Rat’s tiny frontage is squished between a vintage clothing shop, a hairdressing school and the pre-Internet bank of pay phones. Viens’ casual pose suggests a kinship (even protectiveness) with her town’s most famous rock club. But not ownership. There’s less of a place nowadays for a “bon vivant” right-place-right-time proprietor like Jim Harold, who had the knack to know when to let something just happen. And boy did it ever. In the 21st century, the Boston rock scene has moved to nearby cities like Cambridge and Somerville where a vibrant blend of veteran bands and newer acts light up venues like the ONCE Ballroom. (I recently wrote about Linda’s new band Kingdom of Love and that abiding sense of musical community here). It’s the idea of the Rat that lives once the wrecking ball has cleared the way for the monolithic streetscapes of today’s gentrified cities. We plant the flag elsewhere and rock on.

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