
Photos by Cory Ryan

Taking a cursory look at LIGHTS music and videos may give you the impression that her world is one of happy, bright poppy innocence. It’s rather ironic then, that LIGHTS finds her inspiration in the darkness. “It totally spawns from darkness though, and that’s’ how I keep myself happy.”
Live photos of Black Gold playing the Red Bull Moon Tower by Cory Ryan
You may think that you have a neighborhood bar that rocks. But only if you live in the Russian neighborhood close to Fairfax and Santa Monica Blvd in Hollywood you would be absolutely right. Located at 7702 Santa Monica Blvd for the past 2 years Bar Lubitsch has been a quiet gem on an otherwise innocuous street. Known for its extensive and inventive vodka cocktails, if all you might be looking for is a delicious frosty beverage you would leave content. However the ambiance and charm of Lubitsch transcends the average and leaves you feeling you discovered a secret place that you immediately want to call your own.

It seems like Eastern Europe is finally starting to get some respect from Americans. Nico Bellic and the GTA giant made thick accents cool. Gogol Bordello has been able to take his mustachioed gypsy punk to a mainstream audience while smaller acts like Golem and The Sway Machinery are putting a fresh spin on ancient sounds.
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“…as a critic I’d give myself three out of five stars.”
Along with tax auditors, parking meter attendants and totalitarian dictators, film critics rank among the world’s most hated types of persons. I should know since I’ve dabbled in this profession on occasion. Honestly, it’s how I began my career more than a decade ago, though I’ve never considered myself a decent critic. In fact, as a critic I’d give myself three out of five stars. Seriously, I’m more of a fan who enjoys championing the movies I love and bashing mundane crap when it’s deserved. However, having worked on both sides as a critic and a filmmaker, this also makes me perhaps one of the most qualified human beings on the planet earth to review a movie about film critics.

As Hockey’s “Song Away” would tell you, they make truthful songs over eighties grooves, but their music goes further than that – more diverse, but a good start in trying to describe their unique sound.
Hockey started their musical adventure as a two-piece. Jerm Reynolds (Jeremy, but nobody calls him that) and Ben Grubin got together when the two attended college together in Redlands, California. After moving to Spokane, Washington (on a whim) in hope of finding new band mates, they soon re-located to Portland (adding drummer Anthony, and later Brian on bass). Although Hockey calls Portland home when they aren’t spreading the gospel from the west coast to the UK, the band members hail from every corner of the United States and their musical style is the sum of their disparate parts.
Gavin, drums (on left)
Chad, bass and keyboards
JT sings and samples
Andy sings and plays guitar
The Paper Route play their second SXSW, and this year have taken a slightly less intense schedule, playing two shows instead of four. Big fans of the music festival/conference/freebie schmoozefest, the Nashville quartet is enjoying their time in Austin. Even when I told them that Allen’s boot shop sold hats that said “Nashville Sucks,” they had nothing bad to say about the city. Ascribing the hats to a long-running country music rivalry of which the Paper Route wants no part, they proclaimed to be “hurt” and “disappointed” over their city’s treatment. “You can be there and not really know that country exists,” Chad says.
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