Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Saying goodbye to Michael J


MJ, that's what I'll call you: MJ. It sounds like we're friends.

And in some ways I feel like we are. I've always admired your music, even as a child I knew there was something special about you, your talent and dedication to your craft.

Thanks for your amazing songs. Thanks for giving my sister (boyfriend) and I something to dance to. So many of us are celebrating you in this time.

I visited my grandfather recently who just had a hip replacement. I asked, "how is your recovery going?" And he said, "I'll be moonwalking out of here in no time."

You wanted 2009 to be your big comeback, you got it. But in my family, you never left.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Congrats to Cinder Road


Some of the best moments in my life have been in the dark.

You know, when a packed arena lowers the lights, muffled screams a guitar hit echo and a large velvet curtain falls from the sky? The anticipation can be lethal. But so many of us crave these moments and aren't getting our fix. The drug? Classic rock and roll shows. Def Leppard, Aerosmith, Bon Jovi. Arena rock isn't left in the dark ages anymore.

With so many sub genres of music -- and the Internet to blame/thank -- I came across a band from the east coast doing everything right: Cinder Road. Paying homage to a classic sound but remaining influeced by modern music, their pop-rock songs are infectious, well-written and delivered in a nice little rock and roll package. Awesome stage presence, attitude, generosity toward fans and the determination to play 250 shows a year.

They've opened for Daughtry, KISS and Alice Cooper. But don't be surprised if the guys backing frontman hottie Mike Ruocco are giving lessons to newbies in a few months. They're good, dedicated and do a great job using the Internet to reach fans through their YouTube tour diaries. I'm taking pointers for my band Macadam.

Boys, hit up the West Coast. It'll be fun.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

White as snow

I keep visualizing myself sitting on a beach, some foofy drink in my hand and sipping away all the things I have to this weekend. Sip. Sip. Sip. Ah! Now I'm further behind!

Fans Walk a Mile for Hanson


Band raises money for needy in South Africa
http://www.portlandtribune.com/features/story.php?story_id=122117730367013100
As published in the Portland Tribune newspaper

On Sunday, Sept. 7, 250 people gathered outside the Aladdin Theater singing, chanting and holding signs as they walked one mile. But this wasn’t a picket line, it was a celebration — the band Hanson was in town.

“Everyone say, ‘I took the walk,’” lead singer Taylor Hanson yelled into a megaphone while walking down Southeast Milwaukie Avenue.

Portland marked the trio’s 69th mile walked alongside fans to raise money for clean water, education, shoes, AIDS treatment and healthcare in South Africa. The band, currently touring in support of their newest album, “The Walk,” has embraced the concept of using their fans and influence to stage one-mile walks before each show. The brothers — singer/keyboardist Taylor, 25; guitarist Isaac Hanson, 27 and drummer Zac Hanson, 22 — donate one dollar on behalf of each fan that walks this mile with them. And Hanson walks without shoes.

“You build up a tolerance,” Taylor said. “It’s not too bad. The reason we walk barefoot is to feel the needs of someone else.”

Hanson has teamed up with TOMS Shoes — a company that donates one pair of shoes for every pair that is purchased. With Hanson’s help they have already donated 50,000 pairs of shoes in South Africa.

“You see that one dollar is making a difference, or one pair of shoes. We want to encourage you guys,” Taylor said into his megaphone on the Portland walk. “We’re going to walk around the world.”

The band hopes to have fans walk a total of 24,902 miles — the distance around the world — for which they will donate money.


Growing up Hanson



Hanson’s 1997 song “MMMBop” from their debut album “Middle of Nowhere” was one of the biggest debut singles of all time — reaching No. 1 in 27 countries and being nominated for two Grammy Awards. Since then, the band from Oklahoma has gone on to sell more than 15 million records.

Their music now reflects their life as twenty somethings, each married with children. Taylor Mumm, 22, of Lake Oswego who walked with Hanson in Portland, encourages people to listen to Hanson with fresh ears, overlooking their sugar pop sound from more than a decade ago.

“People need to look beyond the stigma and see that Hanson’s music has evolved, their talent is phenomenal and they’re using their influence to make the world a better place,” Mumm said. “They are a truly talented rock band and they should be applauded.”

The 620 fans at Portland’s sold out show at the Aladdin clapped through the bands entire set. Portland director Gus Van Sant, who shot the band’s music video for “Weird,” was in attendance.

The band displayed both confidence and humility on stage. Before one song Isaac forgot the chords and turned to Zac for help.

“When you have 10 years of songs,” Isaac said, “you forget stuff.”

“There’s only four chords,” Zac said.

“I know, the trick is to know what the four chords are,” Isaac said.

And the crowd cooed.

Without overhead screens, pyrotechnics, or lights the show showcased the band as musicianship, harmonies and upbeat tunes.

“Going to a Hanson concert is like going home again,” said Jesica Clifton, 23, of Damascus. “It’s such a fun opportunity to see old friends, have a great time and listen to fantastic music.”

Hanson’s upbeat rock anthem “Great Divide,” partially recorded in Africa, revved the crowd as everyone sang the lyrics, “Have no fear when the waters rise / we can conquer this great divide.”




Keep walking
Taylor said he encourages Hanson’s Portland fans to host their own walk.

“We’re encouraging people to visit TakeTheWalk.net and organize walks in their own town,” he said. “Every person that walks is registered and we’re donating one dollar for each person that walks,” Taylor said. “We all need to realize that it’s not just us, all alone.” Isaac said their fans are “people of action.”

In the fall, the band will release their book “Take the Walk” with an EP, outlining their story with pictures and music inspired by their experience visiting Africa.

Meagan Williams, 22, of Portland said that after more than five albums she still listens to Hanson because they have stayed “true to their music” despite what mainstream radio spins.

“It seems they’d rather keep their intimate group of fans and do what they love,” Williams said. “They don’t just care about making money. They care about making their fans happy and using their fame to do something good. I wish more celebrities were like that.”

So, what makes Hanson fans unique?

“I just think we love each other,” Taylor said. “We think they’re great and they care about the music. We’ve always been doing what we believed in from the beginning.”

For more information about Hanson visit www.hanson.net. For more information about TOM’S Shoes, visit http://www.tomsshoes.com

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

"You can't say we didn't give it..."


I just read a great quote: “Life is like photography... you develop from the negatives!"

And that pretty much sums up my Monday in Seattle. But first, a little background…
In 1997 I heard this band Hanson on the radio. Cute kids my age. And that was it. I became obsessed with music. Writing it. Playing it. Listening to it. Learning everything about them.

So, when Hanson played at the Aladdin Theater in Portland on Sunday I was there -- eleven years later -- alongside my sister, and friends Taylor, Meagan and Wokker. Very fun.

I’ve always admired their ability to interact with their fans and make everyone feel special. I’ve met them several times over the years and each time they are so fun – chatty, genuine and adorable. This time I got to interview them for my newspaper. I even gave Zac and Taylor copies of my first CD, which I later found out from their siblings that they listened to on the drive from Portland to Seattle. Nice. The inspiration listening to my inspirations. I love America!

Sunday was great – talking with the boys, great concert, running into old friends at the Portland venue and tons of great pictures.

And then there was Monday. Us four girls drove to Seattle for round two of Hanson. Coming off such a high from the day before we thought nothing could stand in our way. Well, nothing that we couldn’t handle. Ha!

What went wrong:

1. SHELTER: The hotel in Seattle we checked into wasn’t fit for cockroaches. Toilet paper on the floor. A smoking truck parked outside our window where a view should have been. And within five minutes a man tried to break into our room with a wrench. A wrench! He said he was there to fix the sink and I was spooked. I said we don’t need help. After he left I checked the faucet. No running water! We were so out of there. But when I tried to check out after our 15 minute stay the crazy man behind the counter lived up to his name. “No refunds!!!” he yelled. YELLED. I was being verbally degraded! After a lot of mish mash back and forth I yelled that “I had never been treated like this in America,” and ran out to my car, $80 poorer and raging mad. But that didn’t last long. We had a concert to go to.

2. FOOD: After dinner Meagan said she “wasn’t feeling so hot.” True. The poor little thing ended up throwing up through most of the opening act and Hanson. I checked on her condition again after a disturbing text message from her.

3. MONEY: When Meagan went outside The Moore theater to get some air, she was MUGGED! $60 cash stolen! YES! And after my credit card had just been robbed by our shanty hotel.

Oh, you’re wondering about the concert? It was great! Zac did a little funny strip tease center stage that made us all laugh. But it was no laughing matter to be homeless. After the slew of hellish events we opted not to crash at my aunt’s and drive back to Portland. Three hours in the dark – squished between semi trucks – and dodging road construction cones. Hell!

4. MISSING: At 2:30 p.m. I was home, in comfortable P.J.’s and IN MY CAR WITH A FLASHLIGHT SEARCHING FOR MEAGAN’S MISSING I PHONE. Just when we thought it was all over.

All crappy events aside, the weekend was really a bonding experience between my sister, my friends and I – and Hanson. I’m pumped for them to read my story. I’m pumped you read my story. And I think it’s hilarious that after 10 years this band has again found ways to bring hilarity back into my life. How fun!

Next on the agenda is the Heart/Journey concert. “Don’t Stop Believin’”…

Saturday, August 30, 2008

History repeats itself

Life is like high school. It's all about who you know, how well you're doing and what parties you're invited to. Right?

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Pat Benatar: Giving it her best shot

She taught us that love is a battlefield. The world is filled with heartbreakers. And most importantly, that girls can do anything boys can do — probably better.
All hail Pat Benatar — the diva, rock and roll icon and culprit behind my new haircut and outlook on life. Sassy.

She’s edgy, smart and proves that you should never do anything you’re good at for free.

Benatar won her first Grammy before I was born. Yet, sitting in a sea of people my parent’s age on Aug. 14 in Silverton’s Oregon Garden for her concert, I was the one that couldn’t help but feel honored.

It was hot — sweaty hot —perfect for an outdoor rock concert and my third time breathing the same air as the woman who declared her “promises in the dark.” She’s a different kind of rock and roll icon.

She seems so normal — a wife (married to her guitarist for two decades), mom to two daughters, business woman and traveling musician.

In our world of cluttered distractions — iPods, Internet, digital TV — there’s something endearing about Pat’s live show. It’s real. Simple. Raw.

No costume changes.
No distracting dancers.
No pyrotechnics.
No swearing.
Just a chick. A microphone. And a band.

And they delivered exactly what the audience wanted — to hear the hits!
Before singing “Hit Me with Your Best Shot,” Benatar smiled and told the audience that she was tired of the song, “but has to sing it.”

How honest. Hilarious. How wonderfully horrifying to spend more than half of your life making a fortune by uttering the exact same words.

How rock and roll.

In early television interviews, Benatar explained that she wanted her career to be focused on her music, not her looks. She’s classically trained but had the face of a pin-up star.

She can’t avoid being a package deal, a five foot tall explosion of emotion.

Leotards. Black leather pants. Red lipstick. That voice.

She defined a generation and paved the way for young female singers everywhere. Like me.

Benatar proves that a hit song is timeless. Her music is still relevant, strong and empowering. Her voice is still raspy and her fan base continues to expand. Talent doesn’t retire. She’s 55 and going strong.

Pat, thanks for another great show.

Sing it with me everyone, ‘you’re a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker — don’t you mess around with me.’

Honestly, who could mess with her?