Interview: Keath Mead – Charming Authenticity and Being in the Right Place at the Right Time

Persons of Dialogue:
Keath Mead: Musical Prodigy
Lucas Amick: Wannabe Journalist

The timid yet genuine nature of Keath Mead’s “Sunday Dinner” transcends the audio files. In person his soft spoken authenticity can only be described as disarming. The morning following his Friday night Tir Na Nog performance, we shot the shit in the pool room of a Raleigh bar. It was an absolute pleasure discussing an array of topics with him as he leaned against a pool table sipping a beer.

LA: In all sense of the matter we are going to avoid any talk regarding waves of chill.

KM: Haha, alright – sounds good.

LA: We’re going to play a game of true/false. Spotify tells me that you were inspired to become a musician by the Beatles film Hard Day’s Night. Continue reading

Hopscotch CODA: An Organic Synergy

Hopscotch CODA: An Organic Synergy
by Lucas Amick
Intro by Rob Leonard

Rob:
I’ts been a week since the first full day of Hopscotch festivities and four full days since it’s conclusion on Saturday. This was just enough time to recap the weekend’s events and each performance – and also shake the lack of sleep. Hopscotch was fantastic for having us and the nature of our group thrived in the artistic bubble that was created in downtown Raleigh – it was brief and never risked over extension. Lucas has taken some time to write his conclusions of the event and Bree took a million beautiful photos that can explain what may be hard to convey with words, which will be in another post. Here is part one of the finale of our Hopscotch posts and the return to normalcy.

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Hopscotch: Day 1

Good music, good vibes, and good friends: checking off the essentials for a solid road trip was a breeze for the three of us. Hopscotch loomed a few hundred miles in whichever direction as Death Cab’s Transatlanticism carried us through our transition between the Carolinas. The eclectic value of our eccentricities made three hours feel like three minutes. One look out the passenger seat window and there it was: The Raleigh skyline, teasing memories and inevitable nostalgia with building façades spanning an entire spectrum of colors. Continue reading

Album Review: Darts, ‘Below Empty & Westward Bound’

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Darts Below Empty & Westward Bound
(Rice is Nice – May 15, 2015)
(Alternative)
Review by Luke Amick

With an interesting twist on what bears a striking resemblance to post-punk, Darts has — once again — crafted a volatile experience that’s a little too subjective to review. The explosive opening tracks are so quickly offset by the ambitious “Aeroplane” that it would be too easy to criticize the album’s “lack of direction.” However, in all the chaos there is a sort of miraculous cohesiveness that emerges from the entropy. It forms peaks and valleys which seem to be working towards a central theme (whatever it may be). Continue reading

Album Review: Turbo Fruits, ‘No Control’

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Turbo Fruits No Control
(Melvin Records – April 21, 2015)
(Alternative, Indie, Rock)
Review by Luke Amick

Grab your favorite swim suit and most expensive pair of Ray-Bans, Turbo Fruits, No Control is the perfect soundtrack for your inevitable beach exodus in the coming weeks. To keep the beach motif going, I would like to take this time to make a comparison the likes of criticism has yet to see: No Control is the complete opposite of the morbidly obese, balding man lotioning himself with sunscreen in front of your children. In other words, No Control is nothing but pleasant. Continue reading

Album Review: Built to Spill, ‘Untethered Moon’

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Built to Spill Untethered Moon
(Warner Bros Records – April 18, 2015)
(Alternative, Rock)
Review by Luke Amick

Though not familiar with the more esoteric seven inches and early material, I do subscribe to the grandeur of “Built to Spill fan.” Singles like “Car” and “Twin Falls” — both contributions to the criminally underrated There’s Nothing Wrong With Love (1994) — send chills down my spine even on the thousandth listen (and that’s not hyperbole, I assure you). 1999 saw the release of the band’s magnum opus Keep it Like a Secret, an album paramount to the progression of alternative music as art and experience. Naturally my expectations sky rocketed when news of a new album — concluding a six year absence of new material — made its way to my ears. Continue reading