SCAD Radio https://scadradio.org More than Music Thu, 14 Dec 2017 07:19:59 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=4.9.1 https://scadradio.org/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/cropped-15844751_10157973088380282_1722021642859959004_o-32x32.png SCAD Radio https://scadradio.org 32 32 The Straw That Broke The Space-Camel’s Back: Looking at The Star Wars Holiday Special https://scadradio.org/2017/12/14/the-straw-that-broke-the-space-camels-back-looking-at-the-star-wars-holiday-special/ https://scadradio.org/2017/12/14/the-straw-that-broke-the-space-camels-back-looking-at-the-star-wars-holiday-special/#respond Thu, 14 Dec 2017 07:19:59 +0000 https://scadradio.org/?p=3368 With the very short arrival of the Star Wars franchise’s next episode, The Last Jedi, I decided to engorge myself on all things Star Wars; from the original trilogy, all the way to the latest tv shows being produced under the house of mouse. Now I am scraping the bottom of the barrel by taking a look at 1978 Star Wars Holiday Special. And if the death of all of my brain cells and the shattered remnants of my will to live are anything to go by; it sucked.

Sucked is a poor choice of wording. In essence, the show was an overly-drawn out spectacle of the proverbial horse being beaten to death in front of millions of Star Wars fans. And as much as you pray that it will be over soon; it won’t. The scars of this “feature” will fester and nullify into your bloodstream until you live with the pain of its existence every single day for the rest of your life. It is Banquo’s ghost haunting the one corner of your home; every bloody, ever painful, and forever mocking you for the poor choices you have made.

The show contains the golden trio of the original series; Luke, Leia, and Han as they race to get Chewbacca home to his family for a Wookie holiday known as “Life Day”.

Do we ever find out about what Life Day is?

No.

Do we get to see Han, Luke, and Leia for more than five minutes?

No.

Do we grow attached to the characters this special forces us to watch for an hour and a half? No!

I would have stopped watching the special after ten minutes if I had known that. Oh well, I’m already in the Fifth Circle of Hell. Why quit now? I’m so close to the sweet release of being chewed in the mouth of our Lord Lucifer; George Lucas. Might as well get it over with.

Not only does this special make us watch a group of Wookies, speaking in their native language without closed captions mind you, so you don’t know what they’re saying or what they’re doing. Their designs are terrifying and are just what I expected for a cheap television program.

While on the subject of cheap television, Bea Arthur and Harvey Korman make special guest appearances. Don’t know who those people are? That’s okay, I’m sure they would like you to forget that they were in this catastrophe. The rock band, Jefferson Starship also makes an appearance, ripping you from the so-called entertaining story and throwing you into an Every Breath You Take music video tinted purple.

I could forgive this special if it was just twenty minutes long; but no! It stretches out to the point of nearly being considered a Star Wars feature. I’ll backflip into my grave wearing a Morrissey halter top before I ever think about doing that. It lasts longer than should be physically possible, just when you think you will be relieved of the slow, boring gnawing of its dull fangs against your leg, you’re hit again with another scene. It’s jarring, the tone of it goes back and forth, writing is whatever label you want to give it. One of the Golden Girls and the first appearance of Boba Fett cannot save this special.

People view this…thing as God’s way of punishing mankind for its sins, but I disagree. This is the greatest modern example of Icarus flying too close to the sun. Much like his father, Daedalus, we remain to pick up the molten pieces of our ruined minds. You don’t realize how much this special has violated you until you go to try to sleep, only to be haunted by this program. You lie awake, staring up into the darkness, wondering It sucks part of your strength away, to the point that you just say, “Okay, I have literally watched the worst Star Wars piece of media, therefore I’m willing to dish out whatever money I have to so that I can see a good Star Wars movie.”

So do yourself a favor, and just accept that this special is not worthy of your time. Or else you’ll find yourself in a bit of an existential crisis much like myself.

This is the burden I must bear. And I must bear it alone.

Zero out of Five Stars.

 

 

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OCS- A Memory Of A Cut Off Head Review https://scadradio.org/2017/12/11/ocs-a-memory-of-a-cut-off-head-review/ https://scadradio.org/2017/12/11/ocs-a-memory-of-a-cut-off-head-review/#respond Mon, 11 Dec 2017 06:41:08 +0000 https://scadradio.org/?p=3363 John Dwyer is a man whose name is associated with waves of excitement, and for good reason. A native of Rhode Island, Dwyer has fronted several great punk bands since 1997, including Pink & Brown, Coachwhips, and The Hospitals. Most notably however, he is the frontman and lead guitarist of San Fransico powerhouse group, Thee Oh Sees, or The Oh C’s. Or is it just Oh Sees now? I can’t remember. Anyway, the band has put is known as the underground staple for energetic brand of psychedelic-rock, putting out 19 full length LP’s and touring relentlessly since 2003.

The group has also undergone various lineup changes over the years, an essential part to their writing process. So why should anyone expect differently for their end of year release: Memory Of a Cut Off Head.  Cut off sees several changes and return forms in meaningful ways, firstly with the return of longtime Thee Oh Sees collaborator and former keyboardist Brigid Dawson. Secondly the band decided to use the moniker OCS, which many fans would know was the original name for the band, until 2005. The big change comes in the form of something slightly unexpected in that technically this isn’t a record by Thee Oh Sees, it’s by the OCS. Confused? Don’t worry I was too. Basically, Dawson and Dwyer got together and decided to write songs under OCS umbrella but not tour as heavily as Oh Sees. For those looking for healthy dose of pounding drums and fuzz drenched guitars, then I’m sorry to say that this isn’t the record for you. Cut Off Head, instead brings us back to much simpler time in the band’s discography, when they were the proponents of genre dubbed “Freak folk” (take from that what you will).

On this album, we’re in a field of frolicking acoustic guitars and tripped out synthesizers, which is especially apparent on opening/ title track “Memory Of A Cut Off Head”. The production on track is refreshing, allowing every instrument to breathe and intermingle, in healthy and very relaxing manner.  I was pleasantly surprised by the subtle accompaniment of a string section in this song.  As the track list progresses however, OCS begins to experiment with various sounds and it comes off as though the duo disregarded a cohesive sound, making Cut Off Head appear to be more like a compilation album more than solid LP.  This change is notable on cuts such as “The Baron Sleeps and Dreams”, a song that starts off with a melancholy string section that quickly shifts into a three-minute exploration keyboard landscapes and unfortunately this section seems to meander.  The case can be argued for the track “The Chopping Block”, although a very well written, heartfelt elegy to David Bowie’s “Space Oddity”, the song ultimately feels out of place in the context of this album.  But there are exceptional golden moments on this record, such as the track “The Fool”, spearheaded by Dawson’s soulful vocals and a somber keyboard and violin. It stands as possibly one of the best breakup songs I’ve heard in a while.  However erratic the record may feel, there seems to be underlining theme, at least sonically. On Cut Off Head, OCS channel the energies of their past and present and attempting to lay out their future.  Dealing with the expected slices of psychedelia from all across the board.

Overall  Memory Of A Cut Off Head, although it feeling inconsistent throughout its 40 minute run, should be quite a pleasant listening experience for new comers and those who are already familiar with the bands discography.

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Your Weekly Horoscope https://scadradio.org/2017/12/10/your-weekly-horoscope-10/ https://scadradio.org/2017/12/10/your-weekly-horoscope-10/#respond Sun, 10 Dec 2017 15:48:25 +0000 https://scadradio.org/?p=3359 The holidays draw nearer, get yourself ready with this week’s horoscope

Aries (March 21 – April 19)

Oh, I hate myself

Oh, I hate myself

Oh, I hate myself

Oh, I hate myself

Oh, I hate myself

Oh, I hate myself

 

Taurus (April 20 – May 20)

Where are my parents?

 

 

Gemini (May 21 – June 20)

Is it a horoscope if we don’t know what we’re doing?

 

 

Cancer (June 21 – July 22)

Don’t wear socks, they’ll eat your feet.

 

 

Leo (July 23 – August 22)

Is that dog? Is this real? Is this a mirage?

 

 

Virgo (August 23 – September 22)

Seek the unknown at this time of year. Forget about the unknown before the new year.

 

 

Libra (September 23  – October 22)

Is that an Angel Baby?
No! That’s his dance moves!
Yes!
Watch my lady honey grooves!
Feed me lots of Jamba Juice!
Call me lady tiger, but I never eat my young
No, no, no
My legs in those pants, a dream!
When I would move, I’d scream:

Watch out for my body rolls!
Watch out for my body rolls!
High kicks!
High kicks!
This is how we do it!
Yes!

 

Scorpio (October 23 – November 21)

If you speak a second language, confuse people, or else what’s the point?

 

 

Sagittarius (November 22 – December 21)

She’s a ladykiller! No, really. Look out.

 

 

Capricorn (December 22 – January 19)

Try caroling this year, but sing exclusively Fall Out Boy songs that came out when you were in middle school.

 

 

Aquarius (January 20 – February 18)

The best present is one that’s really thought out. Sit and think for hours on just what to get your mom.

 

 

Pisces (February 19 – March 20)

The winter stars will keep all your secrets. Scream your secrets to them in the middle of the night. Your neighbor, Derek, however, will not keep your secrets.

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Your Weekly Horoscope: Cupcake Edition https://scadradio.org/2017/12/03/your-weekly-horoscope-cupcake-edition/ https://scadradio.org/2017/12/03/your-weekly-horoscope-cupcake-edition/#respond Sun, 03 Dec 2017 04:45:10 +0000 https://scadradio.org/?p=3353 To mark the beginning of this year’s end, your weekly horoscope. Cupcake Edition

Aries (March 21 – April 19)

Red Velvet with Cream Cheese Frosting and Topped with Red Velvet Crumbles

 

 

Taurus (April 20 – May 20)

Birthday Cake with Blue and Pink Vanilla Frosting

 

 

Gemini (May 21 – June 20)

Chocolate Filled with Cherry Compote and Vanilla Buttercream Frosting

 

 

Cancer (June 21 – July 22)

Vanilla filled with Blueberry Compote and Lemon Frosting

 

 

Leo (July 23 – August 22)

Pumpkin Spice with Cream Cheese Frosting

 

 

Virgo (August 23 – September 22)

Chocolate with Caramel Frosting and Topped with Walnuts

 

 

Libra (September 23 – October 22)

Mocha with Chocolate Frosting and Topped with Chocolate Shavings

 

 

Scorpio (October 23 – November 21)

Carrot Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting

 

 

Sagittarius (November 22 – December 21)

Coconut with Chocolate Buttercream Frosting

 

 

Capricorn (December 22 – January 19)

Chocolate with Vanilla Frosting and Topped with Oreo Crumbles

 

 

Aquarius (January 20 – February 18)

Vanilla with Raspberry Compote and Vanilla Buttercream Frosting

 

 

Pisces (February 19 – March 20)

Chocolate with Mint Frosting and Topped with Chocolate Shavings

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Elvis Can Fix Anything – Even the Holidays https://scadradio.org/2017/12/01/elvis-can-fix-anything-even-the-holidays/ https://scadradio.org/2017/12/01/elvis-can-fix-anything-even-the-holidays/#respond Fri, 01 Dec 2017 12:00:54 +0000 https://scadradio.org/?p=3350 Thanksgiving hass passed, making room for the sea of never-ending Christmas music. As a notorious scrooge, I am not thrilled. Snow is wet, the cold is bitter, and last but most certainly not least: Christmas music. It’s relentless. Insufferable. Unbearable! All apart from the practically flawless Elvis’ Christmas Album.

Elvis takes every element of Christmas you could ever want or need and creates the bluesy holiday baby that I listen to yearly. It’s impossible to resist the catchy tunes and scratchy vocals, especially during the first track “Santa Claus Coming to Town.” The faint “Christmas” cooing in the distance brings back the excitement we used to feel straining to hear sleigh bells on Christmas Eve.

Both carolers and Christmas-cranks alike can find something to enjoy in this collection. Songs like “Santa Claus is Coming to Town,” Blue Christmas,” and “Santa Bring My Baby Back (To Me)” inject some of the snarl from rock and roll into the typical holiday cheer, while the latter half of the album appeals to the traditional masses.

The genuine emotion behind each vibrato in “(There’ll Be) Peace in the Valley (For Me)” and “I Believe” could make the most stoic shed a tear. While the remaining ballads are a little slow for me, tracks two, three, and four balance them out in silliness, so it doesn’t feel like much of a loss when you turn the album off two songs early.

To say the album is perfect would be an exaggeration, but no one can deny that it lacks diversity. Where one song falls, another picks up the slack. When it feels the album takes itself too seriously, a song like “White” turns on. Just try to sing that song with Elvis’s intonation and not smile. You can’t. No matter how long the party, or how loud the family, Elvis will always make you smile — even when you’re absolutely miserable.

And at the end of the day, isn’t that what the holidays are all about?

 

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Your Weekly Horoscope https://scadradio.org/2017/11/27/your-weekly-horoscope-9/ https://scadradio.org/2017/11/27/your-weekly-horoscope-9/#respond Mon, 27 Nov 2017 21:51:20 +0000 https://scadradio.org/?p=3345 Recovering from Black Friday can be terrible; here’s this week’s horoscope to help you feel better.

Aries (March 21 – April 19)

Mariah Carey really does know what she’s talking about. Take what she says this year to heart.

 

 

Taurus (April 20 – May 20)

Who am I? How did I get here?

 

 

Gemini (May 21 – June 20)

Experiment: Don’t shave for a week. See how it feels. You’d be surprised.

 

 

Cancer (June 21 – July 22)

RUN.

 

 

Leo (July 23 – August 22)

Wear flip flops! Tis the season!

 

 

Virgo (August 23 – September 22)

Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself?

 

Libra (September 23  – October 22)

Why are you hitting them?

 

 

Scorpio (October 23 – November 21)

Make up a code, send warnings. They’re coming.

 

 

Sagittarius (November 22 – December 21)

Lock the doors, turn off the lights, have some me time. You deserve it.

 

 

Capricorn (December 22 – January 19)

WHO ARE YOU

 

 

Aquarius (January 20 – February 18)

I don’t care if it doesn’t matter, you don’t open chip bags upside down.

 

 

Pisces (February 19 – March 20)

Capitalism is draining your life, eradicate the bourgeoisie.

 

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Still Got The Fever to Tell https://scadradio.org/2017/11/27/still-got-the-fever-to-tell/ https://scadradio.org/2017/11/27/still-got-the-fever-to-tell/#respond Mon, 27 Nov 2017 02:56:25 +0000 https://scadradio.org/?p=3329 So, what do you remember most from the year 2003? That weird documentary where Michael Jackson insisted on climbing trees with a journalist? When the Terminator actually became an elected government official? That God awful Daredevil movie with Ben Affleck? Or that time Ben Affleck groped Peyton from One Tree Hill on TRL and everyone thought it was funny? (She definitely didn’t forget about that).  Hopefully you remember as the time when New York Indie rock was actually marketable. Bands like Ra Ra Riot, The Walkmen, The Rapture, LCD Soundsystem, Interpol and The Strokes were all just living it up on MTV and your bedroom wall. People also believe that this was the birth year of the hipster, you know who I’m talking about. That kid that has the greatest taste in music, owns every record ever made by anyone, was into your favorite band before you knew about them and he/she is of the opinion that creation myths are so passé (I’m just describing myself at this point). For reference, please turn to LCD’s “Losing My Edge”, guaranteed to either make you laugh or piss you off, your money back. Anyway, one of the names that caused a frenzy amongst all music snobs in the Lower East Side was the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.  A punk inspired trio comprised of introvert drummer Brian Chase, man obsessed and guitar assassin Nicholas Zimmer and the queen of attitude and sex: Karen O.

After initially grouping in late 1999, the band would spend the next few years writing and recording a myriad of “trashy, punk and grimy” songs in their loft. Soon they were picked up in the New York circuit and began touring alongside the likes of The Strokes and The White Stripes in early 2001. They had some beers, got some buzz and released a self-tilted EP, which I highly recommend you check out. However, things really started to kick off in 2003, that year I mentioned earlier, with the release of debut album Fever to Tell.  The album blew everyone who heard it away, bringing in critical response and billboard positions, most importantly it showed that Yeah Yeah Yeahs were a forced to be reckoned with. As of November 9, this baby has had some major upgrades, being remastered and reissued officially on vinyl.

The original LP still stands the test of time, being as loud as ever. It kicks off the explosive and seductive opener “Rich”, in which Ms. O proclaims that “I’m rich, like a hot noise!”, featuring chilling synths and accompanied by pounding punk rock drums. The rest of the album takes you on an adrenaline rush of a lifetime with tracks that have noisy but tasteful guitar riffs, Karen O’s seductive but piercing vocal deliveries, and sex positive lyrics about one stands, night life in New York City, and the occasional reference to incest. Standard rock stuff, right? But the amongst the sea of hedonism, the band managed to show a more tender side of themselves, especially on fan favorite “Maps” a song about the demise of Karen’s long-term relationship.

Throughout their career, Yeah Yeah Yeahs has revealed little as to what their initial writing and recording process was like during the conception of Fever. With the release of this limited edition deluxe remastered reissue fans are privy to behind the scenes documentaries, interviews etc. about the band before recording and whilst touring to promote the album. It also features various early demos, B-sides and two unreleased tracks “Shake It” and “Boogers”, all of which I guarantee would please diehard fans or excite curious listeners. Here’s the cherry on top for my fellow music nerds, it also comes with various posters, unreleased lyric sheets, photographs and if you act fast enough a cassette of the original LP.

With various updates and new editions, the album still manages to hit all the right spots it did back in 2003.  It’s blunt, noisy, filthy, fabulous and unapologetically sexy. It will certainly go down as one of the best albums of the century. I personally rate it five Karen’s spitting out water out of five.

  

 If you’ve got $195.00 to spare you can pre-order the entire box set from the band’s official website. If not the deluxe version is available across all streaming services. 

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Alice’s Restaurant Massacree: A Thanksgiving Song of Resistance https://scadradio.org/2017/11/23/alices-restaurant-massacree-a-thanksgiving-song-of-resistance/ https://scadradio.org/2017/11/23/alices-restaurant-massacree-a-thanksgiving-song-of-resistance/#respond Thu, 23 Nov 2017 02:20:06 +0000 https://scadradio.org/?p=3316 If you’re a small-town New Englander who was raised on folk and whose aunts and uncles actively protested the Vietnam War, your family probably holds off on unearthing those non-denominational winter tunes long enough to enjoy an annual listen of a folky Thanksgiving classic. If you meet none of the aforementioned criteria, chances are you’ve never heard of good old Arlo Guthrie’s Turkey Day tale, “Alice’s Restaurant Massacree.”

This half-spoken, half-sung story begins in small-town Western Massachusetts on Thanksgiving Day of 1965, when Arlo and his pal go to visit their friend, Alice, who lives in the bell tower of a church, just down the street from her restaurant. As a grand Thanksgiving gesture, the two gentlemen load all of the trash bags Alice has accumulated into the back of their truck and haul it to the town dump, which is closed for the holiday. As soon as they realize this, Arlo and his pal shrug and throw the mountain of trash over a cliff, then return to the church for-a-Thanksgiving- dinner-that-couldn’t-be-beat.

Arlo goes on to half-talk and half-sing the events that follow: His draft notice is found at the bottom of the garbage heap, he and his pal get arrested for littering, and it’s the most exciting crime to have taken place in their small town since God-knows-when.

Weeks later, Arlo is getting his physical examination for a war he doesn’t want any part in. His first examination is with the psychiatrist, for whom he performs a wild and dramatic soliloquy of:

“I wanna kill!! Kill!! I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and guts and veins in my teeth! Killll!! Killll!!”

After his well-rehearsed rampage does little to get him out of the first phase of screening—and after several more hours of questions and inspections—Arlo is asked a simple question:

“Have you ever been arrested?” Oh, has he!

Arlo delivers the most riveting performance of his young life in an effortlessly-strung-together, elaborate orchestra of a story, only to be interrupted by a follow-up question:

“Kid, did you ever go to court?” The orchestra of the elaborate continues.

Finally, Arlo is free to go.

Though “Alice’s Restaurant Massacree” is associated with Thanksgiving, it’s mostly about protesting and about being the voice of your generation when you feel like your country’s doing you wrong. Arlo Guthrie is urging his fellow Americans to walk into their physicals singing their own Alice’s Restaurant Massacree so that, if enough people do it, a movement can be born.

This song is a Thanksgiving classic not only because it has a refrain that is catchy as HECK and is heaps of fun for the whole family to hum along to, but because it’s relatable on so many levels. For the generation of my dad and his siblings, “Alice’s Restaurant Massacree” was extraordinarily relevant to their lives in small-town Massachusetts and to the year my uncle came home from his physical on Thanksgiving weekend with the news that he would not be going to Vietnam.

This eighteen-minute-long call for youths to speak out when we feel that something just isn’t right carries an eternally relevant message to our generation today. Like a toe-tapping time capsule of resistance.

The reason the song’s powerful message resonates so well is Arlo Guthrie’s zesty and comical delivery of his political spiel. He performs an elaborate one-man-show that fully embodies folk music. Complete with a simple chord progression, cheerful finger-picking, and a relatable story that can be carried through generations, “Alice’s Restaurant Massacree” is a quintessential piece of the history of American folk.

So this Thanksgiving, I urge you to listen to a holiday-appropriate jam and a half on the way to that Turkey (or Tofurkey) dinner. And if you really want to drown out the sound of political issues being debated in raised voices, I highly recommend you give the full album a listen.

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Kristen Pfaff: The Unsung Icon of 90’s Underground https://scadradio.org/2017/11/22/kristen-pfaff-the-unsung-icon-of-90s-underground/ https://scadradio.org/2017/11/22/kristen-pfaff-the-unsung-icon-of-90s-underground/#respond Wed, 22 Nov 2017 06:05:04 +0000 https://scadradio.org/?p=3311 The late Kristen Pfaff was an indie-rock icon of the in the nineties, formerly of the bands Janitor Joe and Hole.  When asked to describe her daughter, Janet Pfaff stated, “She was a driver, not a passenger.” Janet is also the author of a book about Kristen’s time as a musician called “Unfinished Rhapsody: The Other Side of Fame.”

She earned her place in the grunge-era with the best of them, including her peers in famed Seattle indie-rock group Nirvana.  Alongside late Nirvana frontman, Kurt Cobain, Pfaff has not received recognition for what proved to be a lifetime of achievements, most notably a skilled bassist and gifted songwriter. For Pfaff, the rock group she is most associated with tends to shine a negative light on her life, ignoring many of her greatest accomplishments.

Kristen Marie Pfaff was born May 26, 1967, in Buffalo, New York.  Her mother remarried when Kristen was a toddler, taking the surname of her new husband Norman Pfaff. Together, the Pfaff’s had a son, Jason, who today still resides in Buffalo working as a musician. The Pfaff children seemed to have an aptitude for music. Kristen was a child prodigy of sorts, showing early skill as a cellist and a classical pianist. Her talent led her to the University of Minnesota where she pursued Women’s Studies with a minor in English Literature. She was also DJ for the college radio station.

At the University of Minnesota Pfaff’ was committed to feminist principles and the fight for equality for women. Pfaff volunteered at her campus providing support to victims of sexual assault, rape, and domestic violence as a counselor and partaking the local rape-crisis line called Restore of the Sexual Violence program (which at times offered superb self-defense classes for women). Her most remarkable feet as an activist was her participation and organization of the 24 Hour No Rape Zone, which was since 1990 was an annual event on campus. Pfaff’s intent was to raise awareness about the growing issue of assault on college campuses around the world.

During this time Kristen would eventually circle back to her love of music and inspired by the spirit of punk rock, she began to teach herself bass guitar. She would later cross paths with local musician Joachim Breuer and the two would forge a songwriting partnership. Not too long after that they enlisted the talent of drummer Matthew Entsminger and with that Pfaff’s first musical project came to light: Janitor Joe.  The following year in 1992, Janitor Joe began touring relentlessly across the country and pressing singles and 7inch releases such as Hmong, Bullethead, and Boyfriend.  The Minnesota trio drew influences from a sea of early hardcore punk bands in such as Bad Brains, Minor Threat, and Youth Brigade.

Within a year Janitor Joe would gain underground recognition in Minneapolis, which inspired countless other musicians in the area to start bands. After gaining momentum in the scene the band decided they would embark on their first country-wide tour, of the band’s early days and touring Janet remarked, “When she and the other two members of Janitor Joe came to me to borrow $1000.00 for a van to start a national tour, I didn’t hesitate because of their excitement, enthusiasm, and talent.” Once the band had reached California however, Kristen’s life would be forever altered. After a performance in Los Angeles, Kristen was approached by members of grunge band Hole and was proposed with the idea of playing bass for them. Pfaff declined and continued to write and tour with Janitor Joe for some time.

But after some heavy consideration from other figures in her life, she had decided to move to Seattle, Washington in 1993. Once there she was recruited as a bassist for Hole and contributed a fair amount to the songwriting process. Those songs would eventually turn into Live Through This, which is to date the group’s most successful and acclaimed work. That year would Kristen receive superb international recognition for touring alongside Hole. However, after major disagreements, tension and negative media coverage, Pfaff eventually left the band in early 1994, with plans to return home. These plans were never realized as she, unfortunately, passed away on June 16, 1994, the official cause of death being ruled as an opioid overdose. Kristen’s legacy is immortalized through her commitment equality, her mother’s efforts to raise awareness about opioid addiction and most importantly her passion for music. Kristen Pfaff was truly an underground hero, with a potential that was yet to be tapped.

 

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Your Weekly Horoscope https://scadradio.org/2017/11/19/your-weekly-horoscope-8/ https://scadradio.org/2017/11/19/your-weekly-horoscope-8/#respond Sun, 19 Nov 2017 21:50:15 +0000 https://scadradio.org/?p=3304 Happy pre-Thanksgiving weekend. Here’s the horoscope that’ll get you through next week.

Aries (March 21 – April 19)

You may be home for the holidays, but are you home at all?

 

 

Taurus (April 20 – May 20)

Gobble up as much as you can. This may be your last chance.

 

 

 

Gemini (May 21 – June 20)

Your sleeping uncle has a lot more to say than the gossiping grandmas in the corner.

 

 

Cancer (June 21 – July 22)

Remind your significant other of the time you spent Easter with their family. It will soften the blow.

 

 

Leo (July 23 – August 22)

The stars say money is coming your way this week. It’s either money or maize. The stars are very unclear.

 

 

Virgo (August 23 – September 22)

The harvest moon will come to you in your sleep. Heed its warnings of things to come.

 

 

Libra (September 23 – October 22)

If it snows Thanksgiving day, all will be well by next year. If it doesn’t, go about your life like you didn’t read this horoscope.

 

 

Scorpio (October 23 – November 21)

Pass around the turkey first, then the mashed potatoes, then the green beans, then the biscuits. Do not mess up this order.

 

 

Sagittarius (November 22 – December 21)

You make think wearing a cat sweater to dinner is fine, but the rest of your family will think otherwise.

 

 

Capricorn (December 22 – January 19)

Try your hardest to make a Thanksgiving playlist. I know it’ll be hard, but it will come in handy when you least expect it.

 

 

Aquarius (January 20 – February 18)

Pay close attention to those who say “I can’t wait to see you again next year”. They may be the only ones to survive.

 

 

Pisces (February 19 – March 20)

Your leaves are still green this time of year. This is a good sign, for now.

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