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Rosewood Ghosts play Rocks Off Cruise on 08.12

In Early 2009, guitarist Jamie DiTringo, lead singer Joe Montague, keyboardist Adam Weissman and bassist Steve Brown teamed up with drummer Matt Teitelman and guitarist Saul Slotnick to write and play some twangy tunes reminiscent of their parents' record collections. Hailing from Hoboken, New Jersey the six musicians make up the summery "Post Classic Rock" band the Rosewood Ghosts. But with the southern feel on their self-titled album, the guys belong on a hay truck in Dixie Land not a neighborhood of NYC. Some of their songs sound as cheesy as O.A.R. but their best songs give off a Black Crowes vibes; in fact the vocal similarity between Montague and Black Crowes' frontman Chris Robinson is uncanny. Their fifth track, "Cape Cod," is the kind of song you'd enjoy hearing as you dance around a bonfire with your new summer crush. "Store Bought Drugs," is a catchy melody with a message redolent of Wilco's "Handshake Drugs" and Ben Harper's "The Drugs Don't Work" and a series of guitar rifts any hippie will dig. Throw the C.D. on, light a BBQ, open a bottle of Evan Williams and enjoy. Check them out live at Rocks Off Concert Cruise on 08.12- Bill Dvorak


Octant live at The Tank on 07.29 with "Unmanned Backup Band"

Octant can be described as a one-man band featuring mainly acoustic robotic musical instruments that back up front man, Matthew Steinke, like a player piano as he sings, shouts, and plays various home brew instrumentation. For the upcoming performance at The Tank, Octant will perform an initial set of current and old songs ranging from dark melodic melancholy to bursting atomic pop-punk . The second part will include a live soundtrack to a projection of Steinke's film, "Your Quest for Excellence" , a hypnotic abstract hand-drawn animation inspired by optical illusions and time lapse photography.- (as posted in The Deli's Open Blog - post your band's entries, videos, and Mp3s here).



TONIGHT: The Deli SF Presents White Cloud, The Paranoids and Red Blue Yellow @ The Hemlock

If you're lacking in plans for the evening, despite all the potential that surrounds you, the surely you will be wandering over to the Hemlock for tonight's Deli SF Presents show.  Headlining this time will be the cavernous reverb-drenched band White Cloud, with support by psyche-rockers The Paranoids and the visually stimulating Red Blue Yellow. The show will start around 9 and is but a measly $7 for entry.   I promise you it will be worth your time.


-Ada Lann


The Highway

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Forest People
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<p>Psychedelic swirling lures, introducing <em>Forest People</em> with atmospheric effects, slide guitar and nebulous, distant vocals.&nbsp; It builds softly before dropping dead into one crunchy, snarled-lip guitar lick.&nbsp; The band kicks it aside with the verse, Daniel Tortoledo's vocals immediately in the high-register, the rhythm guitar jiving like 70's funk.&nbsp; It's as hypnotizing an opener as this listener has encountered in a <em>very </em>long time.&nbsp; But The Highway, much as the name suggests, isn't content to idle in one place.&nbsp; &quot;Frozen Sun&quot; cruises away from a desert sunset and a troubled past; there's defeat in the lyrics, but it's accepted, calm, soothed by the breeze and the knowledge that tomorrow is a new day.&nbsp; The title track reminds what a spell a well thought out chord progression and back-up vocals can weave - it's a stunning, down-tempo meditation.&nbsp; &quot;Song for the World&quot; is utterly beautiful; if you're the type to let music touch you, this one will, and it's thanks to plumb ingenious song-writing:&nbsp; An entrancingly bittersweet opening gives way to one hell of a surprising French interlude (yes, both linguistically and musically); the song loops back on itself, gaining weight and fleshing out, and by the end, you might not know whether to laugh, cry, or sing along - even though they've switched languages again, this time to Spanish.&nbsp; Now, I know I'm a bit of a sap, but the raw emotionality of the record is worth noting because it's a field in which psychedelically-minded rock 'n roll rarely succeeds.&nbsp; But it's rock and roll, after all, so fear not if you just want to put your fist in the air - there's attitude in abundance, sharp and edgy soloing, inspired rhythm changes; hell, there's even a sing-along drum-and-vocal break.&nbsp; There's still some residue of the &quot;rock is dead&quot; prophesying, some grumbling that rock and roll is all, at this point, recycled goods, and that the new breed of rock is not really &quot;rock&quot; so much as indie, as experimental, as post-this or that-core.&nbsp; Buy <em>Forest People</em>.&nbsp; And then buy it for anyone you know who buys <em>that</em> sh*t.<br /> - <em>Cullen Corley</em></p>

Live at Summerstage Review: Pharaohe Monch

Raking a turquoise rag across the deluge on his forehead during a performance at Queensbridge Park, courtesy of Summerstage, Pharaohe Monch wasn’t about to let the heat slow him down. As his rapid fire staccato echoed back from the housing projects adjoining the park, it felt like even the clouds were drawing closer to join the convergence of hard-core Pharaohe fans. His hour-long set touched on tracks spanning his entire career from conscious verses released with Organized Konfusion in the early 90s to the more soulful jams from his most recent solo release “Desire” (2007) to a couple new tunes from his upcoming “W.A.R.” Closing the set with his biggest hit “Simon Says,” Pharaoh laughed his way through the uncharacteristic misogyny that propelled him into the mainstream as if it were all a part of some Andy Kauffman-esque joke. If he had followed that track’s trajectory, he could have flown into the sun. Luckily for those of us rocking with him in Queens that day, it was damn good to see him still rooted firmly in the ground. - BrokeMC