The Cave Singers will be performing at End of an Ear on Friday, Oct. 19th at 5pm. The performance is free to all so please come enjoy!

(photograph by jenny j.)

The Cave Singers at End of an Ear
Friday, 10/19 at 5pm
2209 South First Street
Austin, TX

You can also catch them later that night at Emo’s, supporting Black Mountain.

WPRB’s Jon Solomon forwards the following :

See the nice lady above these words? Her name is Jennifer O’Connor and she had a record out on Matador last year that was one of my favorite releases of 2006.

Ps. Anyone want to pony up for Jennifer to cover “The Death Of Pop” by The Rub?

I think it’s fair to say this gentlemen was more than up to the challenge.

If it was up to me (and it isn’t), we’d just send this guy the iPhone today. But perhaps this will serve as a kick-in-the-rear to other creative persons?

10/9 – Pittsburgh at the Warhol Museum (2 shows)
10/10 – Bloomington at Buskirk Chumley
10/11 – Chicago at the Lakeshore Theater (2 shows)
10/12 – Milwaukee at the Discover World Museum
10/13 – Grand Rapids at Calvin College
10/19 – Long Island at Jeanne Rimsky Theater (with Chris Brokaw)
10/20 – Woodstock at Colony Cafe (2 shows)
10/22 – Philadelphia at the First Unitarian Church Sanctuary
10/23 – Alexandria at the Birchmere
10/29 – Portland at the Aladdin
10/30 – Seattle at Town Hall
11/1 – San Francisco at Palace of Fine Arts
11/2 – Los Angeles at the Ivar Theater
11/3 – Los Angeles at the Ivar Theater (2 shows)
11/4 – La Jolla at the Museum of Contemporary Ar
11/4 – La Jolla at the Museum of Contemporary Art
11/10 – North Adams at Mass Moca
11/15 – Boston at Museum of Fine Arts (2 shows)

(non-Freewheeling events) –

10/6 – New York at the Brooklyn Lyceum [New Yorker Festival]
11/11 – Ithaca at Cornell University with Broken Social Scene (open to the public

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Stereogum has some of the prior entries.

Dorset’s End Of The Road Festival had three exceedingly good things this year:

1) Somerset Cider Bus
2) Pieminister
3) Yo La Tengo

I am not ashamed to confess that the culinary treats of hot spiced cider and pie, mash & mushy peas pipped the combined musical efforts of Georgia, Ira and James. BUT before you get all sanctimonious on my behind you need to know that in my world, FOOD is the food of love and I like mine rare and/or covered in chocolate. So get over it.

Just to enlighten the unenlightened, let me give you the lowdown on this little humdinger of a festival. End Of The Road Festival is set in the sweetly charming surroundings of Larimer Gardens, North Dorset. It’s home to a frankly terrifying number of peafowl who trot around proudly, heedless to the presence of some five thousand trespassing homo sapiens. There’s an enchanted forest and a not-so-secret garden. You can get a massage between bands. There’s an organic ice cream stall. The toilets are clean and (almost) sweet-smelling. You can watch bearded men in twee folk bands singing happy twee folk songs about beards. This isn’t a festival. This is a middle-class middle-England village fête.

The perfect antidote to such saccharine niceness is a big fat slice of Hoboken noise with extra feedback. Under the cover of darkness, Yo La Tengo unsettled the countryside sufficiently and stirred up a dangerously cold crowd hell-bent on not dying from hypothermia. Yo La Tengo don’t need to do a lot talking when they’re this good. From what I could surmise through the mental fog of too many hot ciders, the set was I Am Not Afraid Of You And I Will Beat Your Ass-heavy and Ira’s endless onstage bounding could give latter-day frontmen half his age a run for their money. Que a hour and a half of frenetic communal dancing and the best set of the entire weekend.

Photos very inexpertly taken by me.

Bid at your own risk, folks.

Remember how that rare Velvet Underground acetate was unearthed at the Chelsea flea market by a clueless record digger (I hate that guy).
Well people, that was just an hors d’eourve, this is the main course. Here is a chance to own suitable for framing Indie Rock history acetates from hottt Matador band Pretty Girls Make Graves. I happened upon these GRAILS at a rummage sale adjoining a Renaissance Faire in upstate New York. I was dressed as a dark knave.

Unlike that Velvet Underground acetate playtested hype auction (I hate him), these virginally pure acetates have been untouched by the hand of Man.
This is *investment grade* vinyl, and we would not dare sully it. Only the winner of this auction will decide whether to enjoy these recordings on an audiophile quality system or frame them in rarest teakwood.

“Dancing On Our Graves”, from the new album ‘Invitation Songs’.