Evangeline Lilly is known for playing tough characters on the big and small screens. But if she were to play herself, she says the character would have to be an introverted loner.
Lilly was fugitive survivor Kate Austen in six seasons of ABC’s “Lost.” As Tauriel, she is head of the Mirkwood Elven guard in Peter Jackson’s second and third installments of J.R.R. Tolkien’s “The Hobbit.” The trilogy concludes with “The Hobbit: The Battle of The Five Armies” in theaters Dec. 17.
Fifty-five years into a career that he admits he stumbled upon almost by accident, legendary producer and engineer Glyn Johns has finally done something he swore he would never do – write the story of his life recording the greatest artists in rock.
“For many years, people have brought it up and I always said, ‘No way,’” Johns says with a laugh during a recent phone interview. Fortunately for classic rock fans, Johns changed his mind.
Episode “Packing Heat” scheduled to air Tuesday, December 9 at 9:00 pm on Travel Channel.
As I drive onto the parking lot of Vacationland Inn on Wilson Street in Brewer, I look for signs of anything out of the ordinary.
With his new book “On The Road with Janis Joplin” (Berkley Hardcover/Penguin Group) author, historian, photographer and musician John Byrne Cooke has presented possibly the most significant written portrait of the iconic singer yet published.
In June 1967, Cooke was part of director D.A. Pennebaker’s camera crew at the Monterey Pop Festival when Janis Joplin took the stage for two sets with Big Brother and the Holding Company. Six months later, he became their road manager, overseeing day-to-day band concerns, travel arrangements and money collection after gigs.
It was a chance meeting that brought Rex Fowler and Neal Shulman together 43 years ago and a friendship built on mutual respect for their music and audience that keeps them together today.
Fowler and Shulman, of acoustic folk-rock duo Aztec Two-Step, will bring their “Classic Duos” concert to Maine on Friday, Nov. 21 at Portland’s One Longfellow Square. “We’ll be having some fun with the music of our predecessors,” Fowler says.
It’s been a life-changing year for twin brothers Logan and Roger Raskin of New York City-based band The Raskins.
In May, Sony label Miral/Red issued The Raskins’ self-titled debut album of melodic pop metal as the band was in the midst of a tour with Scott Weiland of Stone Temple Pilots.
George Clinton is a humble man yet fully aware of the lofty position he occupies in the pantheon of popular music.
That was the impression I was left with after my conversation with him last week.
The opening moments of Pugwash’s first Maine concert, last Thursday at Portland’s Empire, set the tone for the evening. As the Irish band walked onstage to cheers, whoops and hoots, front-man Thomas Walsh greeted the crowd and heard his voice echo in the vocal monitor. “Could you please remove the reverb?” he asked the man in charge of the mix. “We’re an anti-reverb band, you see. We don’t want to sound like Simon Le Bon.”
As if they were reading each other’s minds, the group launched a brief and mockingly dramatic reverb-soaked version of Duran Duran’s “Save A Prayer” much to the delight of the audience, some of whom had driven many hours to greet the Pugs on the fourth show of their first U.S. tour. “Some came here from Kentucky to see us,” an incredulous Walsh commented later. “You people are amazing.”
British author Wendy Leigh’s new David Bowie biography certainly appears to offer a deluge of sordid drug and sex-fueled debauchery, but I’m not sure how much actual rock and roll there is to be found between the covers.
I have not read “Bowie: The Biography” (Simon & Schuster) and admitted that fact to Leigh at the outset of my interview with her, scheduled two days earlier. After reading excerpts of the book via several online U.K. tabloids along with a few garish abridgements published elsewhere, I surmised that it was more of a “gossipy tell-all” than an all-embracing chronicle. Leigh says that isn’t a fair summary.
Writer Jesse Fink recalls the epiphany that lifted him from the dark funk that had permeated his life since going through a painful divorce. “I was missing my wife and feeling quite despondent,” he told me in a phone interview from his home in Sydney, Australia.
“Instead of doing something stupid, I put on ‘Gimme a Bullet’ from AC/DC’s ‘Powerage’ album. There was something about that song that kind of saved my life that night. The next day, I wondered ‘What was it about that music that lifted me up at that time?’”
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