"Free music for the People :: free People for the Music"

[est'd 2004 A.D. :: New Jersey]

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

new NoN-SToP! video from Champs in Trenton

photo by Dina Mild

the whole damn set (by song) in HD video is available ***HERE***
click it 'n enjoy it!

Brandon Can't Dance, "Guess You're Weird Again"

Brandon Can't Dance, "Guess You're Weird Again"
DOWNLOAD TRACK (6.8mb, mp3)

the new BCD record (Vol. V) will apparently be sold over at "Beast Reality"... their download link to this new track seems to be supremely fucked (and it ain't just me...) so here's that track streaming & for download and until they actually have the album up/available (shooting for late January), here's what we've got fo' FREE nyukka! ::

Seahorse Morsels (Vol. III) [taken down at Brandon's request]

& see also :: Rasputin's Secret Police (who have a new album in the works too!)

photo by Bobbie Parker from the first tamur showcase @ Death By Audio in Brooklyn last year

peace out,
Conor

Monday, December 21, 2009

TB&theSS, "I Lost My Balls in Oklahoma"

Tom Blacklung & the Smokestacks, "I Lost My Balls in Oklahoma"
(December 19th/20th Mix)

DIG THIS TRACK. Here's a(n unfinished) mix of a song off of Tom's 2nd full-length album "Pleasantly Plump" (due out on tamur soon after the holidaze). There'll be 8 (or 9?) other tracks on the record and it'll definitely clock in under a half hour. It's only been a year or so since "Buy Dem Cakes" (CLICK HERE!) was finished & released... give the fellas a hand (or two... clapping together). Also check out their live @ New School set HERE.

:: the Talent ::
Joe Pee - guitars, vocals
Josh Rosenbrrrrg - drums
Paul Wheel...urr - bass guitar

mix by Conor Meara & some Smokestacks

:: the Translation ::
there was a time when sound was sound
you could play feeling okay
getting on the bus was so damn easy
at the stop nobody get off

but everyone leaves
we're little people losing mass, time, and energy
there is never enough
but there are so many shadows

playing games nobody wants to play
dealing empty hands to desperate hands

but what are you gonna do
folding's for pussies
hitting's for fools
insanity abstains
rarely doing anything

PLAY IT LOUD and enjoy!

-Conor

Sunday, December 20, 2009

tr#093 :: Thy Burden, "The Cochecton Hills: Epic Ballads of Murder & Whiskey"

(Behold) Thy Burden, "Toothless Hanna"

Thy Burden, the Cochecton Hills: Epic Ballads of Murder & Whiskey

Tracklisting ::
1. the Doctor's Orders
2. Cochecton Hills
3. 'Neath the Wild Oak
4. the Property Dispute
5. Whiskey Drinkin' Night
6. Pappy Johnson
7. Alone on the Highway Tonight
8. Toothless Hanna
9. Westbound Rail
10. Howlin' to the Train
11. River Delaware
12. Rebels Lament
13. No Escape from Livin'
14. Willy Welfel
15. Bright Morning Star

"Thy Burden is a one-of-a-kind NYC-based group that blends elements of old American music with gypsy undertones and raw lyrics. Every song tells a story that transports you to a time and place where murder, train robbing and whiskey drinking are the constant. The ten piece ensemble consisting of guitars, fiddles, banjo, mandolin, cajon, harmonica, a standing bass, spoons, and a saw promises the audience a rare and unique live experience with unparalleled foot stomping intensity. Their sound has been described in reviews as, 'the missing link between Bill Monroe and Gogol Bordello… They like minor keys and get the fires burning most brightly playing in them. They also like their tempos lickety-split, giving all the players a chance to show off some sizzling chops…'


Since the band's conception in 2007 they have played live at bars, colleges, festivals and on the radio on a constant basis all throughout New York State impressing audiences in their wake and will continue to do so. Thy Burden’s anticipated first album Cochecton Hills: Epic Ballads of Murder and Whiskey is set to release in spring 2009 and will offer fans an insight into the origin of a band that is rooted in the imagery of old-time storytelling, the hills of upstate New York and the sound of a posse of diverse characters coming together to bring a ruckus that is able to rouse and inspire anyone."

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Baby Dino :: "Stray Cat"

here's a little preview of a track from the forthcoming Baby Dino album, titled "all of our friends are dead" !!!!

drawing of Ms. Dino (see another here) by Nick Gazin, who is fucking awesome -- check out his drawings blog HERE


enjoy! have a lovely day! see you at the beach! bring a big jacket & duraflame!

peace peace,
Conor

RAINBOW PARTY

tom blacklung & the smokestacks played this show as well, and i got it too... another day or so... ENJOY!

1. pick it up

2. game boy

3. title TBD (new)

4. title TBD (new)

5. title TBD (new)

6. milorganite

7. title TBD (new)

8. play ball like a girl

love,

conor gerard meara.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

tr#092 - Anna Bradley, "Anna Bradley" single, 2009


the a-side :: "Anna Bradley"

Anna Bradley - "anna bradley" single
a. Anna Bradley
b. Clotheshorse

!!! DOWNLOAD NOW !!!

Talent ::
Kipling on vocals & guitars
Dan Kolpin on drums
Damon Korf on bass

recording by Chris Elmer
original mixes by Kabir,
mastering by Conor Meara

Enjoy!

Monday, December 14, 2009

the Promised Land


"the Promised Land" by Conor Meara
DOWNLOAD TRACK (<- right click, save as)

this one goes out to Andrew Baranek (Rainbow Party), Ray Weiss (Le Rug), Steph Lillo & all the other Bruce Springsteen fans/appreciators out there. it's a track from a little record i made in winter 2007/8 up in north jersey called "skip when shuffling" (tr#032). i was driving down the highway listening to "darkness on the edge of town" having completely forgotten that i'd recorded this cover and figured nobody's ever heard it... a big thanks to Joe Pee (Tom Blacklung & the Smokestacks) and Gabby (Eskimeaux) for contributing howls in the choruses. oh, and them righteous dual drunk guitar solos performed by cerveza-Modello-influenced Joe.

Monday, December 7, 2009

tr#091 :: All Over, "All Over Howlin' Wolf"

All Over, "Smokestack Lightnin'"

DOWNLOAD NOW (free! 19.1MB diskspace!)

the most brutal white boy blues ever to emerge out of New Jersey? you be the judge... up next is a handful from and inspired by Smokey Robinson & the Miracles. expect nothing less than miraculous. breathe deep some smokestack thickness & enjoy!

love,
Conor Meara (c/o tamur records)

Thursday, November 19, 2009

The Jesus Lizard - Live


Who knew that people over 40 could rock so fucking hard?

I had the opportunity to see the Jesus Lizard at Irving Plaza this past week. Everything about the show sucked except for the Jesus Lizard. The security confiscated my pocket knife, they extorted 2 dollars from me for my bag at the coat check (they make you check your bag and then charge you for it), on top of completely raping all my belongs during the security check (luckily my stash was in my pocket!). Then the first band (Skeleton Key) blew some serious testes and beer was $12 a pop!

But then the Lizard came on. Despite the fact that David Yow is 49, he kicked some serious ass. He was actually bleeding by the second song. They played shit from Liar, they played shit from Head, they played shit from Pure, they played shit from Goat, they did it all. And they were old.

The bottom line here is that this gives me some hope that maybe someday, when I am 49, I will still be able rock hard enough to bleed all over myself (which, as of yet, I still have not done [although I did chip a tooth once deep throating a mic]). Up until now, I believed that only people under the age of 30 were capable of truly rocking socks, but now I see that it is more than just the vitality of youth that gives people the impetus for such decadent thrashing. It is the anger and frustration that comes from just being ignored by mainstream reality, and being in a place with other people who are just as pissed off as you are always helps. Positive feedback loops are the shit.

So, please, no more hating on people just because they're old. Only hate on people who are happy.

LOVE FAILED OUT

and romance got a cheap makeover.
the meteor shower never happened,
or nobody ever saw it
movie theaters got taken over by people who can afford it.
there is 1 (one) drive-in movie theater left in New Jersey.
someone find a fast food spot with a big parking lot and half decent girls on roller-skates rollin on up to your window
put 50 cent worth of 1962 gasoline in your metal hand-me-down station wagon and i'll meet you there.
learn how to drive stick on the way.
just get a soda. no grease, we'll be back later. we're going to go to the top of the water tower and hock loogies onto trees.
give your technology the old in and out and throw it in a river.
put it in your boot while you're crossing and "uh-ops," it's just another rock.
put the roll back in it.
release a game called Roll Band ::
you pick up a real guitar and make as much noise as possible with as many people as you can all at once,
but you have a really good drummer (so the people can dance)
and everybody has a concept of key and tonality that they're either following or fucking.
AND IT'S REALLY LOUD.
get off your computer. stop reading this. go find a mountain and when you get back to society, tell us what's at the top. LOUDLY.
or don't.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

some for every ::

i did not make this, but i DO appreciate it, and it is to be distributed willy-nilly...
so make it, or make something else, and send it off. BE LOUD (for someone other than your own ear-drum-death)

love,
Conor Meara (c/o tamur.records)

the was no renaissance, we just named it too late


wikisays :: the Law of Disruption refers to the way in which innovative technologies disrupt the social order or status quo. It first appeared in the book Unleashing the Killer App. According to the authors, societal change is incremental (linear) while technological change is exponential. This disparity often leads to physical capabilities that far exceed the capacity societal norms can handle. For instance, technology such as trains or boats may bring a wave of immigrants to a country that is not yet comfortable with foreign cultures. Since attitudes of a population take time to evolve--through death, rebirth and adoption of new beliefs--while superior technology often proliferates rapidly, in this example the xenophobia would exist much longer than the antiquated means of transportation.

the Law of Disruption creates the Entrenched Player's Dilemma. The primary victims are industrial and political leaders. In most cases, entrenched players are not motivated to utilize or transition into disruptive technology because it means cannibalizing current profits. Fear of losing their primary revenue stream and their incapability of understanding the radical new changes in technology causes the status quo to freeze or self-destruct instead of adapting to the changed circumstances. "Television redefines the relationships of family and community; cloning challenges basic understandings and definitions of character and personhood. Electronic commerce has caught national and local governments completely off guard, and while they scamper to figure out how to apply whomever's law, the technology continues to evolve into forms less and less analogous to enterprises with which they are familiar." - Larry Downes, The Law of Disruption
::

SO WHAT YOU GO'N' DO WITH ALL THAT PROGRESS?
/who wants to build some real long pneumatic tubes?

love,
Conor Meara (c/o tamur.records)

a Three Ring Circus (for Autistic Children) ::

"Triumph of the Will" by A Three Ring Circus, "Masters"

This is a heavy heavy track from an untitled full-length release that didn't see light of day before the band dissolved. Which is really sad for them, was totally heartbreaking for me and if you like this sort of thing, damned unfortunate for you. But we have two records of theirs that've been up and they're really, well... what a lot of bands these days should be. Attitude, execution, style, belief. Total belief. Check them out. Their first record ("Montery...")was from when they were a vocal/piano duo, the one I've been referring to was with added violinist, upright bassist & drummer and was mixed and mastered by Ben Schurr of Br'er.


love,
Conor Meara (c/o tamur.records)

Monday, November 16, 2009

Rainbow Party/Michael Jordan split tape ::

"F.P.S." by Rainbow Party, RP/MJ Split Tape

"On the Beach" by Michael Jordan, MJ/RP Split Tape

CHECK THIS SHIT OUT! this is the rekkid released by Nervous Attack Tapes (on myspace), a one-man operation designing and producing tapes and their containters in ye olde Lehigh Valley, Pennsylvania. NAT - 001 is the MJ/RP split and it can be yours for a $5 paypal donation to NERVOUSATTACK@GMAIL.COM :: if you'd like to pay with cash or are an international order, you can e-mail to get more info. so go get one. now. do it to it. because Michael Jordan is incredible. and Rainbow Party is incredible. and together (and among themselves/and printed onto magnetic tape) they are incredible.

as for tamur releases, here's what we've got(/had) for you ::

Michael Jordan :: Tubthumping :: Canaries Split


love,
Conor Gerard Meara (c/o tamur.records)

Joe P ::

"Just Sounds" by TB&theSS, "live @ New School"

Perps
All Over

photo and tattoo by Bobbie Parker

Sunday, November 15, 2009

the Walkmen live ::


the Walkmen are not a Tamur band. You cannot find them in our catalog (unfortunately.) I have never met Hamilton Leithauser, Paul Maroon, Matt Barrick or Peter Bauer, but I DID stand next to Walter Martin as I ordered a hamburger one time at a Vespa scooter-fest in Philly a long time ago. Alec was with me, we seemed to be the only ones there (almost literally... there was another woman who was a huge fan and then a bunch of old-school greying metal-heads looking after a hot-rodded hearse and running sound... they rocked out too.) It was outside in the middle of the day and it was sunny. Alec and I were also invited down to D.C. by a girl at the band's old high-school's all-girls "sister" school in Washington D.C. I was in the Pidgeons and there was going to be a show with the Walkmen headlining and us opening + some other D.C. bands but the girl contacted Hamilton's mom who relayed back a message that they were very sorry they wouldn't be able to play because they were going to be on tour (for their second LP, "Bows + Arrows" I imagine...) but they wished us luck. That show never happened, the Pidgeons broke up a long time ago, but the Walkmen somehow are still around ever since that 2002/3 Saturn Ion car commercial featuring the song "We've Been Had" that put them on the map. I hope they never stop making records. See them live. Pay for their music. Or don't. But you probably should.

Sincerely,
Conor Meara (c/o tamur.records)

P.S. Supposedly they're preparing a December release of 13 tracks they recorded. It's gonna be on Fat Possum records. BADASS.

Friday, November 13, 2009

"Static"



when i woke up/
the streets were burning/
there was a white flag flying over city hall.
it was snowing/
in the middle of April/
and the river had risen 500 ft.

my tv's blastin' static people are hidin' in their attics/
i slept through the war.
they could'v left the cable even if they were not able/
what the hell do i pay taxes for?

when i woke up/
there was no sunlight/
and the sky was a blinding grey.
and the troops/
they march so silently/
from the river to their graves.

"Stiletto"



judgin' people by their shoes/
i saw nothing/
'cept yer laces tied tied/
judging people by their shoes/
high-5ing pi(d)geons/
w/ handfulls of peanuts/
i always said that this feeling would be fleeting
& for the rest of the year we'll wish we had the sun or someone/
to keep our feet warm at night/
come on, go on, i know you'v had your fun
go on get out i'll spend my days planting tulips in the moonlight/
you'll give up without a fight/
moonlight

Thursday, November 12, 2009

T-SHIRTS, want one?

so i been home sick from work a few days n me, axel & mamesy J started working on t-shirts tonight... here's a prototype of the NoN-SToP! "surfs up" tee ::

and here's the tamur.records "BAKE A CAKE" shirt ::
way more coming, a bunch more drying in my garage (including "LO-FI DANCE MUSIC"). e-mail conormeara@gmail.com for any one you want! give me money! or buy me a drink! or give me smokes!

love,
Conor Meara (c/o tamur rekkidz)

a Quiet Evening with NoN-SToP!

(2/4 at least)... NoN-SToP! may seem "stopped" to some, but really they're just gassing up to get ready to rev up and melt some more face. YOUR FACE. The line-up has seen some hardship (Dom on drums -> Eric on drums -> tao Steve on drums; Conor on bass -> Nick J on bass but CURRENTLY :: Nick J on bass, Kill-a Deb-o on vocal-thrashing, Dr. Axel on guitar & songwriting duties, tao Steve (philly) debuting on drums) but they're STILL ALIVE, still going, GREEN LIGHT, and here's just a little proof of it. Enjoy.

love,
Conor Meara (c/o tamur "do-nothin'-for-you" records)







ALSO :: there's a NoN-SToP! documentary in the works... TRUST me, you'll NEED to see this. here's an unedited interview of Nick J by Axel. just wait till we catch all the drugs hookers and infighting on camera! it's like Behind the Music for 2009! but more thrash!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Dear Alec Owen Gabin* ::

happy birthday, wherever you are, wherever you're going.

may all your walls be painted white and may you enjoy this (for some reason significant) day as much as a little kid enjoys christmas (but for some reason you refuse to).

don't stop doing what you do and trying to say what you want to say to anybody or everybody. we love what you do, we love what you've done & we love you.

here's a toast to you, to susie, to your music, your attitude, your pants & your suspenders. cheers. let us know if you wanna get a drink.

love,
Conor & Dina
+ the tamur crew (tho i didn't ask/tho that's mostly just me and Mamsey J)

*a.k.a. Every Bunny Welcome, ex-Canaries, ex-Pidgeons, ex-Le Rug even.

p.s. this song reminds me of you. not in the kind of way where something makes me think about something else fondly, but when i think about this song i remember what it was like to hang out with you. i lost my voice singing some other covers that you wouldn't care for but i apologize for the hoarseness. feel free to not watch. feel free to watch. feel free to not feel free and do either.

peace, love & acid tongues, Conor.

"ANIMALGESICS"

is a covers project by conor meara & anybody else who'd like to record sounds on a track. so far featuring kabir from anna bradley and the taste of sleep blog, piggity pat meyer from the capos/big bad berserker band/the hennessies & joe p from tom blacklung & the smokestacks/hunt club/canaries.

here's a preview of the upcoming album for all you supporters & all you naysayers... the top track is a cover of "Nothing Compares 2 U" written by Prince for the Family but made popular by Sinéad O'Connor. second down is a cover of "Red Moon" by the Walkmen. the third is one by Shane MacGowan. Enjoy ::




tamur.records t-shirt designs

if you want one, e-mail conormeara@gmail.com specifying which one and i'll make one for you. you might have to bum me a cigarette though.

love,
Conor


Monday, November 9, 2009

cc: tamur.blog

Hello Small World! :: I'm writing as a consistent patron of your fine hot apple ciders and coffee brews over the years :: Now that I'm back in the area I'd like to book 3-4 bands per show (shorter sets, 20-30 minutes) on any night of the week. You've got a great location :: due to the train & bus system + your opportunity to put on good all ages music for a portion of the huge amount of young people in and around the area (+ onward into Mercer county and beyond into Jersey) :: as well as the space itself are two reasons I'd love to put on an event(s) at Small World. We would promote the shows ourselves through traditional flyering as well as through our website and the rest of the social networking news-holes out there. We have our own equipment (includaing a P.A. system).


Tamur is a non-exclusive collective of musicians that was founded in 2004 in the 'Town & Country' diner (Bordentown, NJ) by members of the Pidgeons and Tricked Out Gutter Fashion (both bands currently deceased, R.I.P.). Our purpose is to help fellow musicians from writing to recording to getting gigs while simultaneously instating a sense of community.


All the music on the website (in the section labeled 'Catalog') is available for free download with the permission of its creator(s) and ALL ARE WELCOME TO LISTEN AND PARTICIPATE. There are over 80 records (E.P.s and full-length albums) available for download RIGHT NOW. If you look at the site you deserve a shot to be on it so send something along. make a record, put it up, get it out.


We also have a video section that collects live performances by bands who've released records with us as well as videos produced by musicians involved with the "organization."


Any bands that seem appropriate would be available to play (except [probably] that band from Michigan that dude from Minneapolis and the girl in California or the group in Indiana) in addition to dozens of others from Philadelphia, New Jersey & New York who we've played with and shared shows with.


It's just sounds :: good noise (we think).


love,

Conor Meara (c/o tamur.records)

try and stop me.

[11/9/09 2:36:43 AM] Conor Meara: will you pick me up at the airport in about 2 months?
if you think it's a horrible idea that's fine but i'll need somewhere to crash for a minute
so... let me know.
but i'm really honestly serious
i can come with a couple thousand dollars a guitar a few changes of clothes a jacket and my laptop
it's either you let me come live with you in moscow for 6 months or so (at least? at most? whatever) or i join the peace corps for 27 months

[11/9/09 2:51:29 AM] Conor Meara: i'm going to find a tutor
and between that and rosetta stone and you and then some time there i think i'll be ok

[11/9/09 2:53:51 AM] Conor Meara: i have to!
i can't do anything else, it doesn't make sense
for some reason moving to moscow for 6 months does
and i know it'll be hard and annoying but it's ok, i'm young... i still got time to make mistakes as long as i can pay the rent
i'll play guitar in the subway all day if i can't find a job
all day every day
except when yer not at university

[11/9/09 3:00:33 AM] Conor Meara: my other options are ::
move somewhere else in the US where i don't know anybody -- keep this job i have and live at home and save up a lot of money -- keep this job and move out and be poor -- join the Peace Corps -- go to Russia -- go back to college
definitely not going to college until someone pays ME to go to college or they redesign the entire institution
definitely don't want to live at home
and definitely don't want to be poor in new jersey, it'd be much better to be poor somewhere else
the peace corps is over 2 years of service and i'd be living in complete poverty and working really hard physical labor because i don't have a college degree
and i've already tried moving to a different place in the US where i don't know anybody
and i didn't like living in manhattan, i don't want to live in brooklyn and living in pittsburgh was the worst
i wouldn't want to live in the south or in the middle of the country and the west coast has a completely different attitude that i don't see eye to eye with
so i really should move to moscow. and in addition to that being the best option, i get to be with you and learn a new language and see a new city that isn't like an american city
and i can play music with you and we'll be famous
but if we're not, that's ok too

photos by Dina Mild

Saturday, November 7, 2009

happy nov. 7th



without wax,
conor meara

A Moment for Quiet Reflection on the Current State of Shit

first, watch this video 3 to 5 times:

i was at this show. i was 16 or 17. i havent been the same since. it was the loudest show i have ever been to, as well as the hottest (both meanings) and most jamp-packed. take a close look, visually, at the video. this was a basement (the benrubi basement to be exact) no larger than a suburban garage (smaller, in fact) stuffed with more sweaty teenage boys (and 2 or 3 brave girls) than i have ever seen in one place. we didnt mosh, we danced and collided and smelled and sweated and heated it up to at least 95 degrees of stinking, smoke-saturated, girl-free, basement. it was the most tribal experience ive ever been a part of. movement, without aim to impress or hurt or hump, only out of necessity. a bi-polar, stoned out of his mind, anxious, nervous, Brandon, preaching without words, improvising without reservation, moving us all to the point of exhaustion. whispering ultra-loud nonsense in our ringing ears and finally we realized, in one way or another, this was the end of "it's 1969 okay!" and "i've been waiting for a guide to come and take me by the hand", the beginning of a realisation of the empty, inherantly beautiful, meaninglessness that was/is existence post year2000. how great it is to be invisible.

immediately afterwords, i lay on the deck of the back porch, staring upward, as if you could get further... up. or in any direction.

the thing about music is that it is the loudest thing.

all other things can both literally and metaphorically be boring/dulled by it.

do not mistake this show for some "passionate musician" playing a "great set" for some fucked up teenagers.

although it was also this. but 2nd.

the musicians were not famous, names unknown, people fucking with their equipment before their set. they were part of the tribe, dancing as well, in the middle, pushed around. not the center, only the source. the aliens spoke to them, not us, but we all heard the good word from outerspace.

and i wish i was the silent type to not try and put that night into words, to leave it for the man upstairs to meditate on with a finger up his ass. but, fuck that, ima try and explain what i can so that we can fuckin make something of it, besides "fuck, what now?" or at least all look at eachother and high-five, and stick our fingers in our butts, and smile.

i brought a few people to the show... my friend natalie, who i was dating at the time took this video, i assume on her phone. it is my favorite video on youtube. it is my favorite video of rasputins secret police, it is my favorite piece of video evidence of what my generation is/was/will be.

a bunch of insecure, eternally-emotionally-fucked-up-from-middle-school, stoned kids in a basement listening to what the weird, tall kid has to say.

and he didnt write a speech, he just mumbled some shit really loud.

i guess i have no point, but i'll make one up cause that's what they taught me:

let's not forget why we are here. let's not forget the things that made it so, without a doubt, clear to us that we do not feel the same way as most. it is not that we do not care but that we dont give a fuck.

and we care too much.

here: watch it some more 

Friday, November 6, 2009

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

hello.

e-hem...

____

SNOW PEACE ::

STOP BEING SO LAZY
and relax.
GET OFF YOUR ASS
and do something.
FIND SOME GROUND
and stand on it a minute.
or DO IT SITTING DOWN.
BE WORTHSOME.
A RECORD OF NOTHING
can be a HUGE burden.
UNLESS YOU DON'T GIVE A SHIT.
then DIE.
OR BUG OFF
like the rest of em.
SIT IN YOUR COMFORT
call it "a cubicle"
and SLAVE to your MACHINE.
YOU MADE IT.
(machines can be dirty too)
WHY ARE THE REBELS
REBELLING AGAINST WORTH?
against ground?
against doing?
against enjoying anything?
WERE'NT YOU REBELLING FOR FREEDOM?
for fun?

we're free.
and "YOU
JUST DON'T KNOW HOW TO HAVE A GOOD TIME ANYMORE."

conor gerard meara

2009 winter

Thursday, October 29, 2009

ПРИВЯЗАННОСТЬ

ПРИЯЗНЬ; ЛЮБОВЬ; ВЛЮБЛЕННОСТЬ; СТРАСТЬ; ПРЕДМЕТ ЛЮБВИ; ВОЗЛЮБЛЕННЫЙ; ВОЗЛЮБЛЕННАЯ; ЧТО-Л. ПРИВЛЕКАТЕЛЬНОЕ; АМУР; КУПИДОН; ЛЮБОВНАЯ ИНТРИГА; ЛЮБОВНАЯ ИСТОРИЯ; НУЛЬ

Sunday, October 25, 2009

ComingSoon ::

  • new Anna Bradley :: shot over here from California, mastering by Conor Meara (myself)
  • new Tom Blacklung & the Smokestacks, "Pleasantly Plump" :: 9 songs in under 20, tracked live at the New School, mixing by Conor
  • All Over :: "Howlin' Wolf" EP, Joe P & Dan Jefferson's weekend drunkery
  • the Hennessies debut :: 13 tracks from Philly, Conor on bass, Piggity Pat on guitar, Alec Gabin on drums
  • the "Soul Collective" (needs a name) debut :: slow jams like the Supremes and hard funk like the J.B.s with a little Booker T. and a whole heap of Al Jackson.
  • ANIMALGESICS :: a Conor project featuring Joe P from Smokestacks, Piggity Pat on drums, Axel from NoN-SToP! on metal drums, Kabir from Anna Bradley on surf GTR solo & harmonies, Becca Sandrz on some lead chick vox and WHOEVER ELSE WANTS TO CONTRIBUTE. Would like :: horns, strings, mandolin, noise, etc. Contact conormeara@gmail.com if you have recording ability or don't (and are within driving distance!)
  • Every Bunny Welcome classical record :: EBW on piano with arrangements for violin & others TBA.
  • a NEW CANARIES RECORD :: 6 tracks with Alec Gabin on vocals, L guitar & drums, Joe P on R GTR & engineering/mixing, Conor M on bass & engineering/mixing. Rob Lundberg contributing as well! All songs written by Alec and basic tracking with Alec & Conor done in Pittsburgh PA almost a year ago.
  • new RAINBOW PARTY rekkid? I know they'r working on it and i know it's gonna be released through Le Rug Ray's new label... if that doesn't pan out of if they's interested in a joint release (ours for free of course), or if they run out of CD-Rs, it's always welcome on here.
So that's what we've been up to... give us your patience and we'll give you somethin new to listen to... Errything's sounding tight as hell & gettin DONE with a lot of energy, balls & fun.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Answer the Call (Something to DO for YOO) ::


1. download THIS FILE by right-clicking the link and selecting "save as" or "save target as" or "download to disk" or whatever. It's an mp3.

2. if you don't already have an ability to record (from Pro Tools to Cubase to Garageband to Sound Recorder on Windows, etc.... ANY ability to record from an internal/external microphone), but you have a microphone of any kind (the ones that you gamers buy to talk to yer buddies on video games counts), download Audacity (it's free AND easy to use!)

3. Put the file you downloaded in step 1 into the program.

4. Start at the beginning of the track and with headphones on and mic in hand, record along with it ANYTHING YOU WANT.

5. Send the file that you recorded (without the original track) to CONORMEARA@GMAIL.COM

6. with a note specifying what you would like to be credited as (you could be Mark Twain for all I care)..

ENJOY.

-Conor Meara

FYI :: the chords are (for C keyed instruments) :: [F / C / Dm / F / C] for the verse (*with an Amaj replacing the last Cmaj before the chorus) and the chorus is [D#7 / A# / D#7 / A# / C/ C7]. Where a chord type isn't specified, it's major. Where it's 7, it's the dominant 7th chord.

Also :: to read the rest of that interview from the top pic, click here.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

a List to Hate



Sinéad O'Connor/Prince
Jimmy Reed/Muddy Waters
Van Morrison/Isaac Hayes
Madonna/Shakira
the Walkmen/Harry Nilsson/Elton John
Steve Cropper/Al Green
Robbie Robertson/Levon Helm
John Lennon WITH Yoko Ono
Fleetwood Mac/U2
Bruce Springsteen WITH the E Street Band
the Pogues/Iggy Pop without the Stooges/Stooges
the Hives/the Strokes
Yeah Yeah Yeahs/Interpol
Bob Dylan WITH Johnny Cash

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

"Whiskey Before Breakfast" on Mandocellos



also related (?) :: Eluveitie, "Celtic Metal" from Switzerland.... this is the weirdest thing i've seen in a LONG time..... good crowd, though. I won't say this is a good band, or a good song... but WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!

Monday, October 19, 2009

STING/STABILITY/JAMERSON ::

On Being A Bassist :: Sting, Stability & Jamerson
(part 54 of many many...)

GORDY JUST AIN'T GOT ENUFF SOUL FINGA!
...and his style is wack. I mean what he dresses in. And I hate that he had to put his goddamn signature on a '51 P-bass so I feel like a poseur every time I pick one up -- and way to make the normal ones go up in price, ya asshole! WHO THE HELL BUYS A SIGNATURE GUITAR ANYWAY? Even weirder is figuring out who the hell buys a signature BASS. That's no way to be creative. I wanna play the bass that Gordon Matthew Thomas Sumner plays! And I want it to say "STING" on the headstock! Sting. Yeah, O.K.!

Mr. Sumner's pretty useless to me... and the Police are way too fucking repetitive. How many times can they repeat the same goddamn chorus line? It's never even a whole fucking chorus... it's usually just one or two damn lines! AND NOT GOOD ONES!

But good luck to him, you, and the tao-de-ching's-chi/feng-shui/tantra you may find within you (or without you...) Next time try some primal scream.
"Sooo... what DO you look for in a supportive bass line?"
That's kind of a trick question... the only real answer would be... well... support. Without a pansy attitude & way-too-repetitive-performance of an already shit song (e.g. "i send an SOS to the world" x500000.)

There are just a million better bassists with better attitudes and better hair than Sting. And they aren't[/never have been/never will be] sex symbols fer middle-aged-women. If you're known by name by middle aged white women AND they want to fuck you, you're probably a shit bassist... because middle aged white women don't know shit about bass playing. They take it for granted more than anybody else out there.

Shit where the bass is supportive as all hell (of the top o'da dome) ::

anything by AC/DC...
"Papa Was A Rolling Stone"...
anything by James Brown (with or without Bootsy)...
anything by the Stooges...
anything by the Hives...
anything by the Pogues...
anything by Al Green...
anything by the Ramones...
most Pop records....
John Lennon solo records...
old Zeppelin & Black Sabbath rekkids...
REGGAE & Ol-Skool Ska...
Van Halen's dude... (Mark something?)
that guy who plays with Steve Albini & does tape loops for Mission of Burma...
Duck Dunn...
Fats Domino's right hand...

NOT Sting... I mean... yeah, great, he plays in the pocket, plays the right notes... but it just gets OLD. I don't like his attitude, and you can hear his damn attitude in his damn playing. He's like George Harrison all sobered up on wanker-juice & weiner-sauce. Dude should spend less time showin off & maintaining his 58 year old GUNZ and write a damn song that doesn't suck for once.

(my personal) Rule number 1 :: FUCK PAUL MCCARTNEY; as a person, as a bassist, as a Beatle, as a Wing, as a douche-bag, as a really really boring cocky cheeky bastard. I really don't care much for him... the only time I liked him was when his songs were half written by Lennon and everybody remembered/knew that Lennon was the founder and the leader of the group. Before Brian died. But whatever.

What's Ringo doing in 2009, anyway? He's probably drinking an apple-tini right now...

What I meant was...
  • Bad bassist :: Makes trouble, gets noticed by being bad. Either a failed guitarist or someone with no chops or no soul or chops with no soul. Or someone just not up to the task, lacking in hand-mind coordination.
  • Good bassist :: Nobody knows your name, steady as quartz, hold it down and play with a tone that fits the mix and the song.
  • Better bassist :: Bassists know your name, steadier than quartz, sharper than diamond, hold it down, fit tonally, don't play cop-out lines (e.g. if it's a 12 bar blues, come up with something that's not been played before in between the shit people expect, or as a replacement... make it steady enough to go unnoticed but make booties shake and make vaginas get all juicy...) Meanwhile, the musicians in the room will recognize & people will want you on their sessions, at their gigs, in their bands, as a songwriting partner, etc. etc. whatever... if they aren't a self-indulgent foolish guitard/"singer-songwriter."
  • Best bassist :: James Jamerson. Except he never engineered or mixed any records... that's another skill (in my opinion) that's very tied in with the same purpose you stand behind when you're a good bassist... if you know what you're doing and can work with people; yknow... musicianship without wanking. Like Steve Cropper and Robbie Robertson play guitars. RELENTLESS. Don't know who Jamerson is? The answer's in the kick drum at the top of the page (dear God, you might have to use the scroll bar... is it worth it? Are you even still reading?)
  • "Virtuoso" :: Plays too many goddamn notes, songwriting & execution suffers, useless to me as a bassist.
Now... What I was saying was... Yoko Ono was a righteous chick. She could probably play bass if she wanted to. But she probably didn't want to. And now she's old. Shame on us.

Sincerely,
Conor Meara