If you missed this last Friday as Link of the Day then here’s the bonus level for your Monday morning. Can DVS rider Daewon Song skate without his new pro shoes? Watch below to find out.
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Nike ams are tripping
The Nike team have been on the road visiting Mexico, Chile and China. Watch this sweet edit below.
Jacks Mannequin – Live
Kings College
10th March 2009
They say absence makes the heart grown fonder, and the queue of hundreds of people lined up through the streets by Kings College is testament to the fact that Andrew McMahon has been sorely missed. The Jacks Mannequin/Something Corporate front man has kept us waiting for almost six years for his return to London, and JM’s first ever UK show sold out in a matter of hours.
It’s been a rocky road for 26 year old McMahon; having enjoyed steady success on both sides of the Atlantic with Something Corporate, he developed side project Jack’s Mannequin, but months before the release of their debut album ‘Everything in Transit‘ he was diagnosed with acute lymphatic leukaemia, and music was put on hold whilst he underwent treatment including a bone marrow transplant.
Sophomore album ‘The Glass Passenger‘ deals with McMahon’s illness, his hopes and fears translated into an emotional journey filled with stunning melodies and some heart wrenching lyrics. Tonight’s crowds are witness to the fact that despite his long absence from our shores, his fan base are still at faithful as ever.
Without a support band Jacks Mannequin take to the stage to deafening cheers, McMahon grins from ear to ear and throws himself headlong into ‘Crashing‘. Picking and choosing from both albums he whips the crowd up into a frenzy, crouched over his keyboards, thundering away on the keys. ‘Swim’ is an ‘I will survive’ moment with the lines “I swim to brighter days, despite the absence on sun, choking on salt water. I’m not giving in. I swim…” a stark reminder of his recent fight. ‘American Love’ is a pop treat, with ‘big hearts, big hearts…were made to be broken’ getting the crowds dancing, whilst the ‘Holiday From Real‘, with its tales of buying pot from the lesbians on Venice Beach, dazzles with enough California sunshine that you can almost feel the rays.
McMahon, flanked by Bobby Anderson on guitar (who is victim time and time again to an over zealous smoke machine operator) and Jonathan Sullivan on bass, is lapping up the attention. The crowd hang on his every word, look, smile – song upon song is sung back word perfect, especially old favourites like ‘Dark Blue’, ‘Kill The Messenger‘ and the sublime ‘Bruised‘. McMahon exerts himself with a high pitched section of ‘Hammers and Strings‘ in reply to a gig goer at their previous show in Hamburg who pointed out to him that he missed out the falsetto. “So put that on YouTube for her!” he laughs, giving the cameras the finger.
‘Caves‘ brings us back down to reality with the lines “Beat my body like a rag doll, you stuck the needle in my hip. Said ‘We’re not going to lie…Son you might just die, Get you on that morphine drip” padded by upbeat guitars and piano. It feels like McMahon is sharing his most painful memories and it must be tough reliving it night after night. But for the most part the dark and painful subjects are encompassed in stunning melodies, and often the upbeat tunes take the edge off the wonderfully jagged lyrics. ‘Made For Each Other‘ winds its magic around the crowd, and as McMahon returns for the encore there’s a grin plastered on his face, joking that even if everyone had left before the encore they’d have played to an empty room anyway.
The Something Corporate fans get a treat with a stunning rendition of ‘Cavanaugh Park‘. We can but dream that McMahon will some day give SoCo another go. They end the set with the electric ‘La La Lie” – an anthem for friends that has people linking arms and bouncing along with Andrew, who having promised to return in the end of summer throws himself into the crowds for the dying chords.
Tonight is a magical return for Andrew McMahon. He can return to sunny California safe in the knowledge that his UK fans haven’t forgotten him…and if Manchester and London’s sold out shows are anything to go by, they’ll need to book a few more dates on the next show…
Dee Massey
The final Code of Honour
Bad news for hardcore fans this morning as the news surfaces of the death of Johnithin Christ, singer of legendary hardcore band Code of Honour. Unfortunately he had to fight a brain tumour and was finally defeated by pneumonia. Christ left a legacy in terms of underground punk rock with their releases through Subterannean Records, a label started by COH guitarist Michael Fox and will be sorely missed. Our thoughts are with family and friends.
New NFG video!
New Found Glory‘s new video for forthcoming single ‘Listen To Your Friends‘ has been unveiled and it’s set in an Ultimate Fighting Championship type environment with a cameo from Big John McCarthy who is himself a former UFC Referee and MMA fighter Bas Rutten. Check out the fun! Album ‘Not Without A Fight‘ was released this week on Epitaph Records.
Casper on Heroin
The Arteries
Blood Sweat and Beers is the new 13-track album from Swansea based rockers The Arteries. It’s a combination of their 3 10″ records and a new tune thrown in. When the previous 10″s sold out it’d only make sense to bring out an album to get the word out. Collectively the album is a party from start to finish bringing meaning to the title Blood Sweat and Beers.
It opens up with No Guts, No Glory. A frenzy of riffs echoes throughout the song and the odd solo is thrown in here and there. That description sounds like it’s a predominantly metal album but you’d be fooled to think that. The band’s main vocation is pop punk but with the twist of adding genuinely good riffs and great instrument playing. The songs are a hell of a lot of fun to listen too and give off the impression that this was a fun album to make.
When I listen to Blood Sweat and Beers I get the urge to go see these guys live, as I’m sure the ethic of the music rubs off in the live show as well. The song Shortcuts opens up with a bluesy riff in a punk rock tempo and it sounds great! Octaves soar throughout the songs sounding like more traditional Gainesville style pop punk at times. The choruses are huge in anthemic proportions and the radio friendly vocals style gives you plenty to sing along too.
For a pop punk album this certainly is as innovative as they can come. Breaking traditional 4 chord song boundaries of certain bands and not trying to rip off other influential pop punk bands. The band has a lot of musical ability and they aren’t afraid to show it. If you’re into pop punk, post hardcore, or even a more open-minded metal head this album could be for you. I’m even close to air guitaring sitting here writing this at the awesomeness of the solo in Major Threat. If The Arteries keep going in the direction they are, then it will definitely be blood sweat and beers all round.
Jonathan Teggert
Propagandhi
A 12-song infusion of post punk and tech metal bursting through your eardrums on the 9th of March! This is Propagandhi‘s 5th album Supporting Caste. When most bands reach their 5th album they tend to lag a bit, trying to make their music more experimental or accessible and not sticking to their guns. Sometimes it works however sometimes it fails miserably. Propagandhi however are sticking to what they know best, and what they know best is how to make good music.
The band uses a nice blend of powerful songs that flow easily and keep a good fast pace throughout them. They’ve even got a good old face ripping solo at the start of Dear Coach’s Corner that reminds me of The Screams by Integrity. Supporting Caste is definitely an evolution from their more hardcore-based previous work. Even though the music’s more upbeat than it is aggressive the softer songs still hit you hard.
The technicality and musical style they use is reminiscent to actual tech metal bands but if they were played in a happy scale with more upbeat beats and inspiring lyrics. With songs such as Potemkin City Limits and Funeral Procession striking a lighter note on the heartstrings. If you want to listen to a record that generally makes you feel good about life then Supporting Caste is the one for you.
Supporting Caste is an uplifting collection of 12 songs; I can only praise the way that they’ve used their musical ability to such a positive effect. They’re not just a band with the gimmick of being “posi” though; I feel like Propagandhi genuinely mean this. Although their 4 previous records have never really broken the mainstream I get the feeling that this omnibus could do it. If you like to be impressed by music that’s clever and refined then pop down the shops on the 9th of March and fuck the recession by buying this album.
Jonathan Teggert
Cursive
Cursive have always been a bit of a dark horse. Never really breaking through to mainstream prominence in the UK, their raw and slightly wonky approach to indie rock has spawned many a copycat act and their brutally honest music-making has clearly inspired many. Vocalist Tim Kasher has rather an unusual tone which is smooth and abrasive in equal measures. When he really lets rip on the higher notes is when you really feel his pain / joy but there is such a wide range of dynamics and nuances in his vocal that he really encompasses every emotion known to man.
‘Mama, I’m Swollen‘ sees the band revert somewhat to the days of ‘Domestica‘ with a slightly less shiney production. Having said that, lush instrumental sections such as the one implemented in ‘From The Hips‘ are still present echoing the musically ambitious parts of previous albums ‘The Ugly Organ‘ and ‘Happy Hollow‘.
Knowing how to write a catchy melody is one thing but the ability to corrupt this with wonky time signatures and unusual pauses without losing the vitality or appeal of the melody is an entirely different thing and one that only few bands are able to do effectively. This is what Cursive do so well, subverting perfectly good melodies with nuances of vocal, instrumentation or rhythm. ‘I Couldn’t Love You‘ is the perfect example of this knack of making the simple slightly more complicated yet still just as effective. Cursive also have the knack of crafting lyrics that are half abstract and half very easy to identify with. A line every now and again will make you think ‘oh yeah, I feel like that’ and then Kasher will sing ‘we may be donkeys but at least we have a tail to tell’ and you’ll be like ‘what? I didn’t quite catch that…’ So, it’s safe to say that this is a band who know how to engage listeners, create a tune AND keep things interesting both musically and lyrically.
‘Mama, I’m Swollen‘ is Cursive at their best, playing on heartstrings, evoking pain and joy, playing out a rollicking good tune – these are all things exemplified on the record and what is safe to say is that this band could clearly go on to write another 10 records. Their musicality and originality is not about to leave them any time soon. Wonderfully dark and perfectly crafted ‘Mama, I’m Swollen‘ is a must for fans and those who may not have heard of the band but like their indie-rock to have a touch of the bizarre about it. Cursive – truly emotional before the word emo became as sullied as it is today.
Sarah Maynard.
A Day To Remember
The popularity of ADTR has got to have a huge amount to do with those gang vocals and handclaps. There’s nothing quite as immediate or engaging than an emphatic group-chanting session or strategic, punchy handclaps. And indeed these devices work well in a live setting as audiences can shout along to their hearts’ content – case in point being ADTR’s recent and raucous sold out couplet of Barfly and Underworld shows (both completed in the same night, I might add). Well ‘Homesick’ opens with a veritable waterfall of gang vocals and handclaps proving that this band have a handle on how to please their fans.
This record was produced by Chad Gilbert of New Found Glory fame and he’s done a stellar job in realising the band’s potential as ‘Homesick‘ packs more than a punch. ADTR’s trademark gutteral growl vocals mixed in with supreme melody-making kick in to the max on ‘I’m Made Of Wax Larry…‘ However, this band’s take on sing vs scream works so much more efficiently than a whole host of other bands attempting similar things and ADTR never lose their sense of fun with ‘wo-oaahs’ abounding and even little sound effects like ‘polite coughs’ interrupting guitar chugs thrown into the mix.
But the fact remains that ‘Homesick‘ is packed full of chugging, melody-fuelled monster tunes that many an audience will be only to happy to sing their hearts out too. It’s a heady mix of pop-punk, hardcore and straight-up rock. Gilbert was perhaps the perfect producer pick in that sense, considering his current musical leanings and how he started out in the much more HC Shai Hulud. Just when you feel like you’ve had about all the chugs you can take on this album, a song will take a turn as at the end of ‘Mr Highway’s Thinking About The End‘ where the band bring out their softer side and strip it back to simple, gentle vocals.
This is clearly the sound of a young band growing up on the road. ADTR tour a lot and have spent much of the last couple of years on the road. Many of the songs pertain to this bizarre way of living and this makes for a cohesive collection of tracks. This record is the perfect setup to continue the camaraderie of ADTR’s live performances. And it’s a damn good album in itself. Time for a singalong follwed by a beatdown!
Sarah Maynard.
15 year old Casper Brooker has joined the