Showing posts with label evan dando. Show all posts
Showing posts with label evan dando. Show all posts

Saturday, October 24, 2009

New Juliana Hatfield

Something to look forward to in 2010: Juliana Hatfield is promising a new record for February. It's been recorded in an apartment on an eight-track, which means both that it's stripped down and laid bare, and - more importantly - it'll be into profit from about the sixth download. The record is called Peace And Love, and, in case you're interested, this is the tracklisting:

1. Peace and Love
2. The End Of The War
3. Why Can't We Love Each Other
4. Butterflies
5. What Is Wrong
6. Unsung
7. Evan
8. Let's Go Home
9. I Picked You Up
10. Faith In Our Friends
11. I'm Disappearing
12. Dear Anonymous

Yes, yes. We're all fascinated by what track seven is going to say.


Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Lemonheads coming into your arms - or at least near them

Evan Dando is going to be doing a little tour of bigger venues next month.

Those dates:

Glasgow ABC - September 10
Dublin Academy - 11
Belfast Speakeasy/Mandela Hall - 12
Manchester Academy 2 - 13
Birmingham Irish Centre - 15
London Leicester Square Theatre - 16
London Forum - 19


Tuesday, June 09, 2009

Car Button Cloth - but no cars

Given the scale of General Motors problems at the moment, being sued by Evan Dando probably feels like light relief.

Dando's dander is up over what he claims is unauthorised use of It's A Shame About Ray in a Chevrolet and Buick campaign:

Dando is seeking damages and a portion of profits from the 2008 TV campaign for Chevrolet and Buick models.

Evan, sweetness, given that GM is losing billions of dollars every month, you might want to think twice about demanding you get to share in the "profits".


Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Bookmarks: Some stuff to read on the internet: Juliana Hatfield & Evan Dando

If this is the sort of chapter that got cut from Juliana Hatfield's memoir, you surely have to read the stuff that made it?

On the night that Carl and Evan’s mom came over, we had a bunch of boxes of shrink-wrapped Nicely, Nicely albums stacked up in the condo pad. Gary, who happened to be there at the condo pad that night, and who happened to be what some people might characterize as “radically progressive” politically, and very knowledgeable, seemed very interested in Carl.

Gary asked Carl where he was from.

Carl said that he lived in Washington, D.C.

Then Gary asked Carl what he did for a living.

Carl said that he was a journalist at the Washington Post.

Gary smiled and then it dawned on all of the rest of us simultaneously that this man, who had looked vaguely familiar, was CARL BERNSTEIN. Of Woodward and Bernstein. Evan’s mom’s friend was one of the two Washington Post reporters who broke the Watergate break-in story which helped to bring about Richard Nixon’s resignation. The two guys who, literally, wrote the book about the scandal (All The President’s Men), and who were played by Robert Redford and Dustin Hoffman in the movie.

We all tried to stay cool and restrain ourselves from yelling out, “Holy Shit! You’re Carl Bernstein!” or “Oh my God!” and jumping up and down and hyperventilating but it was difficult because this man was a really important historical figure — kind of an American hero, who’d helped bring a dirty president down. And he was standing in our kitchen shooting the shit with us dirtbag indie rocker kids.

Before he left, Mr. Bernstein bought two copies of Nicely, Nicely (eight bucks each). We wanted to give them to him as a gift but he insisted, graciously, on paying. He removed the shrink wrap and had all of us Blake Babies sign both albums. He gave one to his son and left with the other one under his arm.


[An unpublished chapter from When I Grow Up by Juliana Hatfield]


Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Lemonheads unplugged

Last night's Lemonheads gig at KoKo got pulled, as the whole of Camden had electrical problems - possibly as the result of local people destroying substations to try and avoid the sound of Evan Dando drifting across their homes.

They're going to try again tomorrow.