Starving Artist Records is a non-profit organization located in the Greater Charlotte area of the Carolinas. We write articles, take photographs, compose talent-search-maximized band bios, and design logos, flyers, press kits, and other band identity items. Similar promotional services are available to non-music companies as well, and all fees collected for those services return to the promotion of unsigned and indie musicians in the Southeast. (header photos by Gene Lazo Photography)
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Charlotte’s Identity Crisis Show Brings New Formats and New Fans
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Evanescence Didn’t “Disappear Like a Vapor” After All … “Evanescence” album drops October 11, 2011
Published Tuesday, September 27, 2011 By amanda_caines. Under CD Releases, Editor : Amanda Caines, News, Uncategorized, Writer: Amanda Caines Tags: Amanda Caines, Amy Lee, Evanescence, evanescence new cd, female-fronted rock, new cds, new music, Nick Raskulinecz, Previews, rock, Steve Lillywhite, Tattermask, Wind-Up Records
With a name that means “disappearing like a vapor,” Evanescence, it seems, almost begged to enact its name and fade into the night, especially after the heavy, consistent dosage of drama that plagued the band from almost day one. Five years have passed since the last Evanescence record came out, which gave fans, media, and critics plenty of time to create a cloud of rumors about break-ups and solo projects, but the band is more “truly a band now than ever before,” frontwoman Amy Lee proclaims. The band’s new album, simply self-titled, “Evanescence,” will hit stores in the U.S. October 11, 2011.
Evanescence Boots Steve Lillywhite
This new body of work comes only after a long, personal journey for the band, especially Amy Lee. She told SPIN back in 2008 that she was trying to break into movie scoring and that she was writing new music on her own that was “nothing [she] would categorize as Evanescence.” As of March 2010, Lee remarked that she had realized that “Evanescence is who I am,” and the band was supposedly headed in an “electro-pop” direction with producer Steve Lillywhite (U2, Dave Matthews, Rolling Stones) for the new record—a pretty risky change for a band that built global fame with gothic hard rock. Some rumors assert that Wind-Up Records, the band’s label, rejected the Lillywhite recordings with a request for the band to produce music more akin to their signature sound, while other rumors attribute the split with Lillywhite to financial issues for Wind-Up and the producer’s inability to pull the record together in a timely fashion.
An article from Billboard magazine indicated that going back to square one in recording this record was Lee’s decision, though the remarks the magazine quotes from the label’s president are a bit more ambiguous: “One thing we do at Wind-up is, we’re patient. It [sic] it’s not right, it’s not coming out,” Wind-Up Records president Ed Vetri states. “If it takes a year or four years, [we're] going to take the time it needs to write the right record.” (http://www.billboard.com/#/news/amy-lee-new-evanescence-album-is-much-more-1005230332.story)
Lee commented officially to Rolling Stone: “I’ve come to realize now I was making like a solo record, and if it was going to be an Evanescence record, we needed to come together and make it like a band.” Even though interviews back in March of 2010 indicated she had really found herself in the sessions with Lillywhite and with producer/programmer Will “Science” Hunt—not the same Will Hunt as is currently the drummer, by the way—Lee says things are panning out in a more cohesive way now: “That was a hard time for me. I thought I knew what I wanted and it sort of didn’t happen like I wanted it to…But I have to say I feel so strong about what we’re doing now…We still have some of the same songs from those sessions but we’ve made them about the band.”
Evanescence: It’s not just about Amy Lee anymore
Regardless of the reasons behind the sudden about-face in the making of the new record, the band has come away from their trials stronger as a whole, according to Lee. Despite overwhelming assertions that the band is more “about the band” than it is about Amy Lee, the press still seems pretty focused on Lee and nobody else. All of the interviews, photos, and videos related to the new album feature her prominently, if not exclusively. In the few moments the band has to speak in interviews, they do seem excited about their new album, which they’ve been pushing hardcore ever since they were sure it was going to get finished this year. They made a video this summer to promote the new single, “What You Want,” that is meant to tell the history of Evanescence, emulating the gritty rock club scene that birthed the band many years ago during the full-band scenes. I’m not sure the video screams “club scene” or conveys anything about the band’s history like they want it to, but making the video about the history of a band of which Lee is the only remaining founding member and featuring her almost exclusively in the non-performance scenes doesn’t seem very “about the band” to me, anyway. In her defense, though, Lee is a pioneer in female-fronted hard rock and her fronting the band sets it apart from many others in the rock genres, but having a fully collaborative writing style for this record promises to make it even more dynamic than previous records that were written just by Lee and one other writing partner. That was the reason given for making the album self-titled and using artwork for the cover of the CD that didn’t feature a picture of just the singer, as was done for the other two albums.
So… Wasn’t this a story about Evanescence’s new album?
I’m getting to that—like Evanescence, I had to get through the past first. During their recording sessions in Nashville’s Blackbird Studios with accomplished hard rock producer Nick Raskulinecz (Foo Fighters, Deftones, Alice in Chains), the band recorded a total of 16 songs—a good number—that can’t all be included on the final record… unless you pre-order the “deluxe version” on iTunes for $3 more, that is. Elements of the final product sound similar in some ways to the previous body of work from Evanescence, but some differences shine through as well. The new songs still have that dark, epic, full sound that defines Evanescence, yet there’s a new, raw edge to the guitar sound in some places—no doubt a product of the increase in writing influence from her metal-based bandmates: guitarists Terry Balsamo (Cold) and Troy McLawhorn (Seether, Dark New Day), bassist Tim McCord (Revolution Smile), and drummer Will Hunt (Dark New Day, Crossfade, Black Label Society). The track “Made of Stone,” available in full for listening at Evanescence.com, sounds a bit like “Pieces” by Troy’s former band, Dark New Day. Not all the songs are super-heavy, though: “Lost in Paradise,” a soft-but-powerful piano ballad that blossoms into a full-band creation, has a feel to it that’s not unlike their famous “My Immortal” from the “Daredevil” movie soundtrack. The last previewed track, “The Other Side,” has some R&B-style vocals over heavy guitars with an odd-but-nifty result. Vocally, it sounds like Amy Lee is pushing herself further than in previous records, and the band is displaying a level of writing maturity that makes the band’s debut record sound like nursery tunes. From the limited available previews of the new songs, it sounds like the rhythms of the songs are leaning towards a heavier metal sound while the vocals and some stylistic elements are going in a more 80’s-pop/R&B direction—resulting in some sort of hybrid “pop-metal.”
All that being said, I am a long-time Evanescence fan—anyone who’s heard my band, Tattermask, is not surprised to hear that, I’m sure—and, after hearing the previews of the tracks during the massive amounts of research I’ve done for this article, I’m insanely excited about this new album. I’m going to go pre-order the deluxe version right now.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Top 16 Songs I Like By Bands I Don’t Like
Thursday, July 21, 2011
A Perfect Circle at Uptown Amphitheater 7-19-2011
The first band, Red Bacteria Vacuum offered a bunch of screaming punk and a lesson in Japanese. All girl Japanese punk band, eh? Interesting choice for an opener, APC. I found it kind of weird; the members were all these cute little short chicks, but with veins full of raging angst--kind of like Hello Kitty with PMS. The drummer's kit looked like a disassembled Mickey D's play land, with bright yellow pipes supplanting normal drum shells. The ladies jumped around and thrashed a lot to their overly simple riffs and beats, but seemed to be having a ton of fun--but who wouldn't be, opening for an awesome American band?
Since jumping into the local scene myself, I have come to expect that major label bands will lack in stage antics in comparison to local and regional independent bands, but normally the major label artists still have some energy in the music, itself. Maynard James Keenan is one of the most talented singers in today's rock world, but Tuesday night he seemed a bit detached from the emotion of his lyrics and didn't seem to get into it very much. I even detected a bit of off-centeredness from a strong pitch in his voice for the first couple of songs--an indicator that he may not have warmed up his voice sufficiently. There was a song or two where he shone through with emotion, such as "Magdalena" from the best CD ever, but some of the rest of the songs just came across as flat from his hiding platform in the back corner of the stage.
I can't say that I was thrilled about all the cover songs; if I had wanted to see a cover band, I could have done that much cheaper and seen a lot more energy. The worst cover they did, though, was of their own song "3 Libras," also from the best CD ever, but it was so far removed from the song I know that I literally did not even recognize it anymore--I had to look up the song on YouTube to hear what I should've been listening for. The soul of the song was gone, replaced with weird samples and repetitions of lyrics of the song taken out of context in a way that made me uncomfortable, similar to how some of Maynard's other band Tool makes me feel. I'm glad I didn't recognize it when they played it, because it probably would have made me mad. I recognize that artists have a right to alter their own songs, but they must recognize that fans have an equal right not to like it. I didn't.
What I did like was their performance of "Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War Drums;" this one actually had feeling in its performance. The thunderous war drums evoked a feeling of oppressive, martial control, and the heavier guitars displayed the underbelly of angst from the oppressed. I will have to go back and give "13th Step" another listen to find this one.
The bad thing about loving a band's work and being ultra-excited to see them in concert is that expectation are high. Few bands could live up to the build-up I gave this concert. I am still glad I went so I can add another notch in my concert belt, but I'm not sure I would go see them again if they are this lethargic onstage every time.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Top 16 Rock Vocalists Who Inspire Me
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Manamana — It’s Kinda Like Rob Zombie As A Muppet
Published Wednesday, July 6, 2011 By amanda_caines. Under Editor : Amanda Caines, Photographer: Rebecca Ruddy, Show Review, The Milestone Club, Writer: Amanda Caines Tags: Amanda Caines, Death Proof, heavy metal, Luna's Lament, Manamana, muppets, The Milestone
With mic stands decked in American flags and band members bearing patriotic colors, Manamana kicked off a great Fourth of July weekend at The Milestone. As is customary at the infamous Ghetto Fortress, there was a lot of music, drunken partying, and partial nakedness, all led by the aggressive rock of the three bands on the bill. For those into heavy metal & nakedness—you missed a great show if you weren’t already there.
Starting off the night was the oft-mentioned Death Proof from Greensboro. This is one of several times they’ve made their way onto a bill in Charlotte in the last couple of months, and they had as big a crowd at the bar as the two Charlotte-based bands with whom they shared the stage. While I won’t go into a great deal of detail since we’ve recently included them in a previous article, I will testify that they are every bit as powerful and rambunctious on stage as previously described, and their style, akin to that of Disturbed or Godsmack, had me wanting to mosh—and I don’t mosh.
Following Death Proof came the illustrious Luna’s Lament, with two lady rockers in the band, bringing the female rocker total for the night to three—Death Proof’s drummer is also a woman. Compared to the first time I saw Luna’s Lament last July, they all have come a long way. Guitarist “Kimniption” and drummer “Digi” always had a good stage presence and technical precision at the same time, but bassist “Moose” loosened up a lot since then and continues to be more active on stage. The most drastic change was that vocalist Morgan Riley is suddenly on fire on stage—the bright red hair just feeds the flames. She attributes her newfound stage energy to having watched Jaycee Clark from Greensboro band A Light Divided: “I saw [her] on stage and was like ‘Wow—I’ve really got to step it up.’”
Morgan and Kim started the evening’s trend of stripping down to bra/bikini tops in the sauna-like venue, and by the end of their set, the gaggle of girls in bikini tops both on and off stage certainly made it an interesting evening. Music-wise, Luna’s Lament has some engaging guitar parts and creative layouts, but Morgan, despite having a lovely upper range, sings well below her natural voice most of the time. It makes sense on the older material written for a man’s voice, but the new song they unveiled tonight was not noticeably different. I look forward to hearing what they can pull out when Morgan gets a little more comfortable breaking out of the low zones of former singer Ziggy’s material and writing vocal lines in her power range.
Even with some killer supporting bands, Manamana still rocked the headliner spot of the night with an upbeat set played to a great group of adoring—and half-naked—fans. After announcing that they hoped we all brought earplugs, the guys opened their set with a heavy cover of CCR’s “Fortunate Son,” but these guys are not your typical Southern rock cover band. Like Lynyrd Skynyd—and this is about the only characteristic the two bands share— three of the guys play guitar, offering a lot of awesome options for guitar harmonies and a sonic wall of distortion for the heavy parts, both of which they explored quite a bit. Not being well-versed in death metal vocals, I’m not sure you can call the three guitarists’ simultaneous-but-different screaming “harmony,” but paired with some fresh grooves and layered guitars, it’s an effective communication of the complexities of a dark and angry mood and perfect for this breed of metal.
It’s so refreshing to hear a metal band doing something different from the run-of-the-mill, three-chord guitar parts in 4/4 time signature, with a bunch of screaming that doesn’t change registers or quality. Manamana hits a variety of time signatures, multi-faceted riffage, and boasts a playful chorus of screamers who smile on stage more than any local metal band I’ve ever seen. They cut up with each other on stage and simply exuded the joy of metal during their set—and the fans ate it up. There were sequined-bra-wearing dancers, moshers, and head-bobbers all enjoying the different aspects as Manamana changed gears from death metal to bluesy rock and back again. Guitarist/vocalist Carmen Piro even joined in the strip show and took off his Captain America shirt, revealing an even more patriotic “Freedom” shirt to match the garden of little American flags all over the stage—and some of the guys in the crowed followed suit.
Seeing the aftermath of gleeful, drunken nakedness that followed Manamana’s set, I wanted to go high-five everyone in the band for putting on such a blatantly fun show. This is one heavy metal party band that can deliver a good time that inspires people to get drunk and take their tops off while maintaining enough substance to entertain even the most sober of designated drivers. Every metal head who likes to party should check out Manamana at least once, if not once weekly.
AACK! It’s The Zombie Apocalypse In Epicentre!! Oh, Wait, No…
Published Friday, July 8, 2011 By amanda_caines. Under Editor : Amanda Caines, Festival Coverage, Show Review, Writer: Amanda Caines Tags: Autumn's Blood, cops, Dead White & Blue, death metal, metal, Nephilim, Rusted Radio Dial, Zombie March, zombies
It’s the Dead White and Blue Zombie March!
What started on July 2 as an afternoon of frightful fun for those eager to donate blood or canned goods in exchange for gruesome zombie makeup ended up getting severed prematurely—like a victim’s head—but not before some good-natured mayhem occurred. The event over a thousand canned food items for Metrolina Food Bank and 47 pints of blood for the Red Cross, but still the cops shut the bands down just before 6pm, right in the middle of Nephilim’s set—only the third band of the day.
When I arrived with my crew at the scheduled beginning time of the event, the Epicentre was teeming with zombies, and the pile of bags of canned goods was monstrous. Three makeup artists worked hard to accommodate the large number of people who took advantage of their “bring ten cans and get free zombie makeup” advertisement. Next to them were a tarp and a table with gallons of red liquid labeled “Gallon of Blood” so everyone could get good and bloody before leaving the makeup station—but without bloodying the pavement beneath.
People’s reactions to the undead and the death metal in the family-friendly Epicenter were rather mixed. The old folks got more than they bargained for in their Uptown walk and thought the prophesied Zombie Apocalypse was upon us. Some parents complained to security about zombies menacing their children, but from my observation, the zombies only bothered the kids who were actively bothering them in the first place. Admittedly, there was little forewarning about the presence of monsters in morbid makeup. There might have been signage to that effect had planning for the event not gone a bit awry. The event was originally planned to take place in the somewhat sequestered beer garden in Epicentre, but due to some miscommunications between event staff and Epicentre staff, the bands had to play in a hollow near the 4th Street entrance stairwell. The beer garden is upstairs and has limited access, and children aren’t supposed to be up there, anyway, so that would have been a more appropriate spot for the monstrosities this event brought out. The stage up there would have been much nicer, too.
The sound system that was used was okay, though the vocals seemed a little quiet, which, I’m not going to lie, I didn’t mind because I really don’t dig hardcore. The first band, Autumn’s Blood really had the crowd moving at an early hour for the event. Being a young band, they still have a lot to learn about consistency of stage presence—e.g. you don’t get to move around until you play a solo and then stand stick-still— but they played in tune and time together pretty well, nonetheless. The next band, Rusted Radio Dial tried to pass off a two-piece punk band as something legitimate, but one guitar and a singing drummer playing overly-simple music just doesn’t impress me. Others in our clan liked it, though. Nephilim sounded pretty good, but by the time their licks started to impress me, the cops shut them down. They egged on the cheers of “Fuck the Cops”—at least that’s what it sounded like— with an accompaniment of bass drum kicks in time, further angering security.
Despite the derailment of the concert aspect of the event, the frightful festivities such as “Tha Blood Chug” and the “Brain Eating Contest” continued—and they proved to be some of the grossest stunts I’ve ever seen—so people could win the variety of excellent prizes donated by the event sponsors. Shortly after the festival-sponsored musical entertainment got the big, black boot, some middle-aged guy with tired cover songs and an acoustic guitar came out to play in place of the molten metal bands. No one was out there to see him, but he was preferable to the metal bands, apparently—that’s Charlotte for you! The zombies danced mockingly to his set, and at one point they all lay down together in the middle of the Epicentre right in front of him.
All-in-all, I think this event was a great idea, and I’m sure the benefitting charities would agree. The organizers did a great job of soliciting sponsorships for prizes, and obviously the event was marketed well considering the mobs that showed up. Even as we were leaving, three hours before the scheduled end to the festival, people in tattered, bloody clothing were headed toward the dying party we’d just left. It’s unclear exactly how or why somebody dropped the ball, but the real victims of the debacle were the charities, who could have collected even more goods for their good causes had the event continued through its scheduled ending time.
The highlight of the evening, though, was watching the huge crowd of zombies dancing to the acoustic guy’s cover of “It’s the End of the World as We Know It.”
More Photos Here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/shutter16mag/sets/72157627023804927/
And Here:http://www.flickr.com/photos/shutter16mag/sets/72157627148413862/