I'm sorry for not posting this sooner, but my fave label, Polyvinyl Records, is having a customer appreciation day deal today. If you are a registered PV user, you will get a $5 giftcard applied to any purchase made today. Just login, shop, and the $5 will be available on the cart page for you to opt into.
If there’s one thing about music that bugs me, it’s when songs I love are used in a way that either annoys me or in a way that angers or doesn’t mesh with the beliefs of the original artists.
Lemme get your opinion on something here... if you were given a choice between buying an open tape and a sealed tape, which would you choose? And, before you just blurt out the obvious choice, lemme throw in some potentially decision-affecting considerations.
I’m going to do something that hasn’t been done here in nearly seven months. Nope, not since December 17. It’s Taped! Number 19!
When Nathan invited Katie to watch TV with him in his bedroom, I was told to hang out as his bed isn’t really big enough for all three of us.
I know most of you have, at the very least, heard of the band Rage Against the Machine. They were a heavy metal/rap-rock band that started in the early 1990s and are very well known for their highly politicized songwriting. They are, IMHO, the guitar-driven equivalent of my beloved Public Enemy, although Megadeth is up there as well.
I've been doing some wheeling and dealing online lately to get some cassettes I want. I finally negotiated a deal for one of my white whale tapes and was waiting for the woman on the other end to send it to me.
I’m looking for a new audiobook. I love music and music history. Can you see where this is going?
February 13 of this year marked the 30th anniversary of the debut album by a band I've loved since shortly before the day that album was released. The band? The Black Crowes. The album? Shake Your Money Maker.
If you're like me, you got pretty heavy into the whole MP3 (or whatever file type you preferred) craze in the first decade of the 2000s and into the 2010s. You bought songs and albums on services like iTunes, you ripped your CD collection to digital, or maybe you downloaded stuff illegally from whatever service was not blocked by your ISP.
Found this little gem over on Dave2’s blog. Although it proved to be a lot of work, it was very cool. Basically, you have to list a band you have seen live corresponding to each letter of the alphabet.
Yes! Synths! As in “short for synthesizers.” Very expensive electronic music-making equipment but in iOS app format.
One of my very favorite bands to arise from the post-grunge 90s is Chicago’s very own Urge Overkill.
As is becoming de rigeur this time of year, the lineup for the Pitchfork Music Festival has been released and Eric and I need to come to a decision about which day we’re gonna attend. C’mon, you should be used to this by now.
“Woah” is right.
Yesterday I posted an embedded video copy of David Lee Roth’s “A Little Ain’t Enough” without watching it first.
As in David Lee Roth.
The wild man with the high kicks and the distinctive gravelly voice.
One of the things that I discovered (and continue to discover) as I delve back into the world of cassette tapes is the terminology of the trade. Sure, there are words and phrases that I knew from before. But there is so much more I never knew about.
Remember how I said that Pearl Jam was going to be dropping a new single soon? That "soon" happened today with the release of "Dance of the Clairvoyants."
I was listening to some music this morning on the way to work and thought, "Wow! This would be a great band to highlight in My Favorite Song. What's it been? A couple months since I've done one?"
Finally! After nearly seven years since the release of Lightning Bolt, Pearl Jam will be releasing their 11th studio album Gigaton on March 27.
This is kind of a fun little aside to the normal Tu(n)esday post. One in which I, a man with no medical training whatsoever, conduct surgery! On a tape.
A week or so ago, I took Nathan to our one and only local record store - Kiss the Sky in Batavia, IL. He's 7 and I thought it would be cool to let him experience the joy of physical media. He loved it. But that's a story for another day.
I decided to bring back Taped for one last post this calendar year. I guess, technically, it's the last Taped post of the decade. Weird. I only realized this was the close of the decade about a week ago. I'd never considered it before that.
What do you do when you have a bunch of really cool news about music that you wanna share? Save them for Tuesday and post your first-ever Tu(n)esday Snippets!!
One of the coolest things about getting back into cassettes is watching as the culture rises up from the ashes like a phoenix. People who collected back in the day are finding their old stuff. Kids who should have no earthly idea what a cassette is are jumping on board.
I was picking up some groceries on my way home when Katie called me and said, “Your son loves The Cure.”
I made some trades and sold some stuff at a resale shop and managed to nab these beauties...
If you could only pick one of the following, which would it be. No, you cannot suggest your own alternative. These are the only current options and even they could be subject to change based on availability. And, no, you will not be given any extra context.
In honor of the 50th anniversary of the Apollo 11 landing on the moon, a musician I met on Reddit created a mixtape using actual cassette recordings from the mission itself.
It's been a little bit since I've shared with you a collection or haul of mine, hasn't it? What I'm about to share isn't really a haul of used tapes. Instead, it's my growing collection of new tapes released by Polyvinyl Records. For some reason, I really dig what they produce. I also really dig that while their cassettes cost about $10-12 on their website, I can get them for half that price from the official Polyvinyl table at the Pitchfork Music Festival and I have done just that each of the last two years.
Remember last month’s post about my heartbeat cassette? Well, I found another pretty unique cassette recently.
While I probably should’ve written about it yesterday when it actually happened, I decided to wait a day until I hit a Tu(n)esday up in here to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the cassette Walkman!
I do believe tonight marks the final night in what, if Instagram and Facebook posts are to be believed, feels like a month-long residency at Soldier Field here in Chicago. Actually, I think it was only three or four nights, but, damn, I'm getting tired of all the posts.
While going through things as part of our latest home renovation project, Katie found this in a drawer...
I had a whole Tu(n)esday post set to go tonight. Then, as I wrote it, I decided I hated it. And summarily deleted it.