U.K. folk-rock duo comprised of Pernice Brothers/Pretenders/Ray Davies/Pogues side man James Walbourne and his wife Kami Thompson (daughter of Richard & Linda). This is quite lovely, like if the Everly Brothers had a sister and Lee Hazelwood was their dad. If only. They play upstairs as World Cafe Live tonight.
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EARLY WORD: California Dreaming
The Lindsey Buckingham Appreciation Society is a tribute band/supergroup of sorts, featuring a revolving cast of local indie rockists who come together from time to time to perform album-length hommages to the Fleetwood Mac canon. The current lineup features the incomparable Tony Goddess (Papas Fritas, etc) on guitar, Dave Hartley (Nightlands, War on Drugs, etc) on the electric bass, Eliza Hardy (Buried Beds, etc) on the keys, Birdie Busch on vocals and accoutrements, Charlie Hall (Jens Lekman, Tommy Guerrero, War on Drugs, etc) on guitar and Patrick Berkery (Pernice Brothers, Photon Band, Danielson, War on Drugs, etc etc) on drums. […]
RAWK TAWK: Five Tough Questions For The Lindsey Buckingham Appreciation Society
The Lindsey Buckingham Appreciation Society is: Charlie Hall, a vocalist and multi-instrumentalist who has played with Jens Lekman, The War on Drugs, Windsor for the Derby, Tommy Guerrero, and others; drummer Patrick Berkery, who has played with Danielson, Pernice Brothers, Bigger Lovers, Photon Band, Mazarin, and others over the years; Birdie Busch, a Philadelphia-based singer and songwriter with several wonderful solo albums to her credit; bassist Dave Wayne Daniels of The Capitol Years; and vocalist/keyboardist Eliza Hardy Jones and vocalist/guitarist Brandon Beaver, both members of the highly regarded band Buried Beds. Reprising their standing room only performance of Fleetwood Mac’s […]
TONITE: ‘Don’t Say That You Love Me’
The Lindsey Buckingham Appreciation Society perform Fleetwood Mac’s Tusk in its entirety Mon., May 17, 8 p.m., $8, with Jennifer O’Connor, Johnny Brenda’s, 1201 N. Frankford Ave., 877-435-9849, johnnybrendas.com. CITY PAPER: In 1979, Fleetwood Mac followed up their gazillion-selling Rumours (1977) with the double-album Tusk. While maybe not as avant-garde as its reputation suggests, Tusk still afforded the band’s resident frizzy-haired control freak, guitarist Lindsey Buckingham, ample room to let his freak flag fly. The disjointed, off-kilter arrangements of the title track, “The Ledge” and others helped ensure the album’s overriding cult status. MORE PHILADELPHIA WEEKLY: After years and […]
PBR:Blogging Mama McNabb? Jeff Garcia as S.I. Cover Boy? Armchair Actuaries Crunching Salary Caps With Ant’ny Gargano On WIP? WHAT IN THE NAME OF BUBBY BRISTER IS GOING ON HERE?
BY PATRICK BERKERY About six weeks ago, I’m on tour with the Pernice Brothers. I’m in the lobby of a hotel outside Eugene, Ore., watching some AFC game on a rainy Sunday with Kevin, our merch guy. We’re discussing the rapidly approaching twilight of Donovan McNabb’s career, guesstimating that if he doesn’t bring home a ring this year or next, he’s the Jim Kelly of the ’00s — just with a higher Q rating. Then they cut to footage of McNabb being helped off the field in Tennessee with a grimace on his face that says “See you in 8-to-12 […]
We Know It’s Only Rock N’ Roll But We Like It
THE WORKING GIRLS ARE FINE: The Pernice Brothers, Johnny Brenda’s, December 7th EVA SAYS: Once again I am the youngest person in the crowd, but like with the Bob Pollard or Randy Newman concerts, I take it as a sign of good things come to those who grow old. And Johnny Brenda’s has already won me over as a patron, so all odds are working in favor of the Pernice Brothers. In fact, it seems almost automatic- when Joe Pernice opens the set with his wonderful whine, I sway and shuffle in sync with each song like every one is […]
SPORTZ: Eagles Suck, Blah, Blah, Blah…PAT BERKERY PLEASE PHONE HOME…Eagles Suck, Blah, Blah…
Don’t know if you’ve noticed but our vaunted sports columnist Patrick “PBR” Berkery has been MIA for weeks now. Actually, he’s out on tour with the Pernice Brothers. When he told us he was leaving for a while we were like ‘What kind of sports columnist goes on tour with some pussy indie-pop band in the middle of football season?’ And he was all like ‘I’m a drummer, not a sportscaster.’ And we’re like NO YOU’RE NOT, YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE? YOU ARE DEAD TO ME! DEAD! And, um, give us a call when you get back and we’ll […]
PBR: Bolt-Throwing Gods of Hockey Angry, Smite Hitchcock; Whistling Past Smoking Hole In The Ice, Bobby Clarke Quits To Spend More Time With Fam
So the Flyers tried the old stealth firing, under cover of darkness and the Sabbath: Lower the boom on a Sunday morning just hours before a Birds game for minimum fallout. New Flyers Head Coach (former Phantoms coach John Stevens) and general manager (assistant G.M. Paul Holmgren) just magically appear in Voorhees on Monday. Not so fast Ed Snider and Peter Luukko. You’re living in the New Media age. You should know Comcast SportsNet is going to halt the five-hour loop of SportsRise, get Michael Barkann, Neil Hartman and Al Morganti (guess the Erotic Caf? was closed) out of bed […]
PBR: Does Dr. J Got The Benjamins To Buy The Sixers? And Why Stephen A. Smith Makes Us Want To Saw Our Cocks Off
The Daily News‘ Phil Jasner has some Deep Throat dish on Dr. J putting together a consortium to buy the Sixers from Comcast-Spectacor. I haven’t been this stoked about a celebrity assembling a group to purchase a local team since former Gong Show host and C.I.A. operative Chuck Barris (with silent partners Jamie Farr, Jaye P. Morgan and the Unknown Comic) tried to purchase the Phillies from the Carpenter family in the ’80s. Hey, we’re basically riding out the A.I. era at this point and stockpiling midlevel draft picks. This definitely qualifies as big news for the Sixers…Stephen A. Smith. […]
PBR: The Lonesome Horny Death Of PRISM
Big ups to the 700 Level (Even if they didn’t know Joe Morgan played for the Phillies. Hello? The Wheeze Kids?) for posting video of PRISM’s fond farewell. This poignant goodbye from baseball/college basketball analyst Larry Rosen (who I’m certain is still calling hoops somewhere) followed the rarest of occasions — a Phillies victory in 1997. Sadly, I think the channel faded to black about halfway through Larry’s spiel. Anyway, for you youngins and transplants out there, PRISM (Philadelphia Regional In-Home Sports and Movies) was a local cable channel catering to males from the late ’70s through 1997. They broadcasted […]
PBR: Reggie Brown Is NOT Rick James, Bitch!
The biggest source of suck for regional sports networks like the ever-metastasizing Comcast SportsNet franchise is that after the games end, there’s a lot of airtime to fill. There’s only so much pre- and post-game analysis the audience can metabolize before they get the runs. Ditto the newspaper-sponsored round tables where goateed talking heads play devil’s advocate and rehash yesterday’s analysis. What you’re left with is LOTS of paid programming, the occasional CFL grudge match between Hamilton and Calgary and “original” programming like the trainwreck I forced myself to watch last night: CSN’s Monday Night Live. The premise: the likeable, […]
PBR: The Lonesome Death Of The Lonesome Organist
PBR is our regular sports column, wherein our man in the Jersey ‘Burbs calls Philly sports and sports-media as he sees ’em. His name is Patrick Berkery and he plays drums for the Pernice Brothers and, get this, he actually gives a shit about sports. Weird, huh? Born & raised on a steady diet of Birds, Phils, Flyers and boiled potatoes. Phillies season ticket holder since 1978. Longs for the days of Jim Barniak & Spectrum Wrestling on Prism. Thinks all sportwriters dress funny and should stay off TV. Except Phil Sheridan. His feelings on the Philadelphia Eagles are not […]