Archive for February, 2010

GM Dumps HUMMER?

Posted by lorraine on 25th February , 2010

Gosh I hope so.  Call me a tree hugger or a hippie, but I do hope this really happens.  An article in the Money Times confirmed the details, but then the divestment of SAAB stopped when GM was able to strike a deal with a Dutch car maker.  They were trying to unload SAAB onto [...]

Hobo Gobbelins Come Down on Oakland’s Stork Club for Fat Tuesday

Posted by lorraine on 24th February , 2010

Single bass drum and a banjo cradled between his knees, a mic set up on one of those accordion holders, the One Man Banjo man is a singular figure. In the middle of the song “Harlequin King” he switches speeds and becomes the smoothest crooner. Banjos are not just about frenzied strumming—this  is a blues [...]

Some Bands Can Make Any Room Sound Good

Posted by lorraine on 23rd February , 2010

…My band was not one of those bands.  Perusing the net today I came across a short piece on The Morning Benders’ upcoming record on theocmd.com (Obsessive Compulsive Music Disorder).  Ah yes, The Morning Benders!  First off, their name is just confusing enough to make you look at it three times and wonder what on [...]

Interview with Yvonne Prinz, cofounder of Amoeba Records, about her latest teen novel “The Vinyl Princess”

Posted by lorraine on 19th February , 2010

The Vinyl Princess is the latest teen novel from Yvonne Prinz, cofounder of Amoeba Records, the independent music chain with stores in San Francisco, Berkeley and Hollywood. It follows 16-year-old Allie, lover of all things musical and preferably analog, as she spends a summer working in (where else?) an independent music store.
It has [...]

The City of San Francisco Ushers In An Accordion Apocalypse, by Heather Mack

Posted by lorraine on 19th February , 2010

[The following is a special feature by freelance journalist Heather Mack. ]
In the far Southeast corner of San Francisco, tucked among ancient train tracks and imposing warehouses, a little piece of musical heaven is making a name for itself. It’s called the Accordion Apocalypse, and it’s a true place of revelation for the charming albeit [...]