The Mynabirds (Saddle Creek), Deep Time, Pony Boy

The Mynabirds (Saddle Creek)

Deep Time

Pony Boy

Tue, July 31, 2012

Doors: 8:30 pm / Show: 9:00 pm (event ends at 2:00 am)

The Satellite

Los Angeles, CA

This event is 21 and over

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The Mynabirds (Saddle Creek)
The Mynabirds (Saddle Creek)
Following 2010's critically acclaimed debut and a year on the road touring as part of Bright Eyes, singer-songwriter Laura Burhenn headed into the studio with producer Richard Swift and emerged with GENERALS, a sophomore album fully armed. In place of the Zen meditations found on the Mynabirds' first album, GENERALS is filled with armies of stomps and claps, sweeping full spectrum orchestrations, and moments that range from intensely personal pleas to shout-out-loud protests with teeth.
GENERALS is both a protest record and concept album. It's fueled by a full decade of Burhenn's political frustration and aimed at finding a revolutionary yet pacifist way in a world where, these days, it seems warring comes quick. Musically you can hear echoes of early PJ Harvey, politically-charged Nina Simone and Low-era David Bowie. It gets down and hip hop dirty, flirts with African melodies and rhythms, goes four-on-the-floor for all out dance jams and has plenty of percussion. Burhenn even plays drums herself on a couple of songs, and a 5-gallon bucket in homage to DC street Go-Go on another.
Lyrically, GENERALS sings the voice of the collective frustration, then moves beyond that. "It was important for me that this record made sense of my own anger and turned it into positive energy," Burhenn says. "I needed it to be transformative -- of both the individual and the body politic. It's as much a meditation on Walt Whitman's hope for America as Gandhi's directive to 'be the change you want to see in the world.'"
The album's name comes from a Richard Avedon photo entitled "Generals of the Daughters of the American Revolution." Looking at the portrait of upper class ladies in their pristine satin gowns, Burhenn considered her own supposed eligibility to be a member of DAR and thought about what true revolutionary American women look like. The lineage of women that have stood up to injustice for well over a hundred years -- women like Sojourner Truth, Rosa Parks, Gloria Steinem, Naomi Wolf -- they get their hands dirty. And Burhenn wanted to pay tribute to that.
In conjunction with the release of the album, Burhenn launched a portrait project called The New Revolutionists (www.thenewrevolutionists.org). In an election year when so much time, energy and money will be wasted in political contests, Burhenn wanted to shine a light on women making a difference -- often on shoestring or even nonexistent budgets -- in their own communities all over America, whether they're making headlines or not.
The album will be released on Saddle Creek on June 5, 2012.
Deep Time
Deep Time
DEEP TIME hesitated to invade your consciousness for so long. You were getting irritated.

"They're late!" you moaned as you paced around the room, stamping out cigarette butts. "Who's late?" your friends would ask, but you couldn't answer 'cos you didn't quite know … you just knew DEEP TIME had to be out there, somewhere.

And they were. Like a doomsday cult lurking at the edge of the desert, they were biding their time, patiently poised to pounce. One day they would run free in their dune buggies, dispensing truth to the wretched, starving masses.

But they had to wait … for the right time! They had surveyed the scene for some years and, as occurs before each apocalypse, saw the Earth was rife with false prophets. DEEP TIME let them do their thing – they are part of the process, after all – and coolly watched them espouse their various dogmas, panaceas, crazes, and snake oils.

Each of these crazes precipitated mass hysteria, inspiring the mob to run this or that-a-way, drooling, sobbing, flailing about and/or groaning. Those so affected would eventually collapse on the ground, unconscious until awakened by a new plastic potentate with yet another craze, trend or fad. The crowd would dutifully chase, drool, collapse all over again.
Pony Boy
Pony Boy
“…[Pony Boy] has left behind her punk roots and twin-decks for her debut solo Pony Boy EP, aptly described as junkyard country Bradanini channels her wonderful smoky vocal through a slew of influences to produce something of real gravitas, the tracks were recorded to tape mostly in one-take and produced by Amy Aileen and John Would (Fiona Apple, Warren Zevon, Wanda Jackson), excellent stuff that had this listener reaching for the repeat button over and over.” - UK's Beat Surrender

Exploring themes of the Ol' West and heartache, Pony Boy's gravel-riddled tunes have been coined, "Junkyard Country." Recalling a1950's nostalgia and Southern Gothic Soul. With a freshly minted EP recorded to tape in the storied Stanly Studios by the production team of Amy Aileen and John Would (Fiona Apple, Warren Zevon, Wanda Jackson) mostly in one-take performances between beers and Mexican food.
Venue Information:
The Satellite
1717 Silverlake Blvd
Los Angeles, CA, 90027
http://thesatellitela.com/