Vi har fået påbud fra kommunen om, at vi ikke længere må spille højt til koncerter - i praksis vil vi ikke længere kunne spille livemusik, hvilket er grundlaget for vores driftstøtte og eksistens.
Nabobygningen er opført med utilstrækkelig lydisolering, og under byggeriet advarede vi om, at det kunne føre til problemer, og det er nu gået i opfyldelse.
We have received a request from the municipality, stating that we can no longer play loud music at concerts - this means in practice that we can no longer play livemusic, which is the bedrock of our existence.
The neighboring apartments have bad sound isolation, which is something we warned about, when they constructed it.
Laura Stevenson is an American indie-singer-songwriter based on Long Island, New York, and formerly a keyboard player for the musical collective Bomb the Music Industry!. Laura Stevenson have a unique talent for mixing here singer-songwriter skillset with an indiepop approach creating her very own sound.
Laura Stevenson was born with musical blood in her veins. Stevenson's grandparents are both notable musicians. Her grandfather Harry Simeone wrote the Christmas classics "Little Drummer Boy" and "Do You Hear What I Hear?" and her grandmother sang in Benny Goodman's band.
Stevenson's new album Cocksure represents a sharp course correction from her sleeper 2013 album Wheel. That record was a true singer-songwriter affair, rooted in folk-rock and country and highlighted by ornate ballads flushed with tasteful strings and horns. She clearly poured a lot of time into it. Her new album Cocksure, on the other hand, is as assured and impulsive as its title. It is driven by swift riffs and bubblegum hooks. Listeners who thought Stevenson's former Don Giovanni labelmate Waxahatchee might have done well to lighten Ivy Tripp with another "Coast to Coast" or two will find plenty of instant gratification on this one.
Laura Stevenson is released on the great label Don Giovanni, and started her musical career in Bomb the Music Industry!. She have visited us before with Laura Stevenson and The Cans. And now she is back!
Lenguas Largas hail from the dusty confines of Tucson, Arizona. Made up of an unholy union of dirty DIY dudes who range from werewolf looking motherfuckers to dudes with cute ass shoes, they aren't interested in the music scene, but instead, just interested in music and creating it.
Born out of the recuperation of tour sickness and brain baked boredom on New Years Day 2009 they play a graveyard like spooky haze gloom/psych rock with cold, minimal, post-punk stylistic leanings and have the Roky Erickson Weird-O-Meter pegged; as well as carry a mile-long locomotive's worth of quarry-grade rock, freshly blasted from the earth
One day they hope to create a sound equal to the thundering ghostly stampede in the sky fronted by La Llorona and her plaintive wails. Failing that, they'll settle for creating a hit song as universally loved as "Hotel California" or "I'm Too Sexy."
