Even though he’s not from around here, it would be hard to name any single person who has had more influence on Seattle’s indie music than Neil Young. From Pearl Jam to Fleet Foxes and just about everyone in between, Seattle owes a pretty big debt to the fiercely independent folk-jam rocker. This year is […]
Editor's note: Seattle has some of the most picturesque vistas (most of which are found within local clubs like Chop Suey and the Comet Tavern). It's no surprise that TIG photographer Kyle Johnson has a stack of photos he loves that have been taken by some of Seattle's finest photographers. (Here's a recap of Kyle's […]
Laura Musselman, photographer extraordinaire, made her way to Everett last night to spend some time with Neil and the Death Cab boys. We haven't heard any reports on how the show was, but the pictures tell the story that it was pretty fab. Does anyone have some highlights or a set list for either band? […]
So this is why Ben Gibbard's been sporting muttonchops lately… Death Cab will open for Neil freaking Young on October 21 at the Everett Events Center. Tickets go on sale to the general public September 12. Presale begins today at 10 a.m. Password = YOUNG.
For those of us lucky enough to be in Denmark tihs July (cough cough, Saundrah, I'm looking your way!), the lineup for the Roskilde Festival is pretty damn amazing. Where else but Denmark would Grinderman, Jay-Z, My Bloody Valentine, Radiohead, Slayer, and Neil Young share top billing (and yeah, Judas Priest too)? That is insanity. Sweet, […]
Grand Hallway, those very likeable men and women behind my absolute favorite Northwest album of 2007, have a new video that they just uploaded to YouTube on Thursday. It's a cover of Neil Young's sound "Philadelphia", and like the rest of the album (Yes Is the Answer) it is a fragile thing of beauty. The video, […]
Living in an Evil Daemon's Double Exposure Pop music stars are becoming just simulacra of each other, as we, standing in line for coffee at Starbucks, have become just copies of copies. Bleeding into one another like double-exposures in some evil daemon's camera, we become an image of that which we are only unwillingly a […]
Pop music stars are becoming just simulacra of each other, as we, standing in line for coffee at Starbucks, have become just copies of copies. Bleeding into one another like double-exposures in some evil daemon's camera, we become an image of that which we are only unwillingly a part, an image which none of us […]