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Amoeba's Greatest Record Store Day Moments

Posted by The Bay Area Crew, February 24, 2017 04:58pm | Post a Comment

Record Store Day 2017

It’s hard to believe, but it was just ten years ago that Record Store Day was conceived in 2007 at a gathering of indie record store owners and employees as a way to celebrate and promulgate the unique culture of record stores. The first Record Store Day was held nation-wide on April 19, 2008, and all three Amoeba Music locations were joyously mobbed for special limited edition releases and all-day festive events.

With RSD 2017 on its way (April 22!), we look back at the nine we’ve celebrated at our stores and pick our favorite moments. We hope they were your favorite too.

April 19, 2008, Amoeba SF – The inaugural Record Store Day was certainly one to remember at Amoeba SF as we invited several local luminaries to DJ on the Amoeba stage throughout the day, including V. Vale of RE/Search Publications, Aaron Axelson of LIVE 105, and more. Then we asked Jello Biafra (Dead Kennedys, Alternative Tentacles) to work at our Info Counter where he signed many an autograph!

V. Vale and Jello Biafra

April 18, 2009, Amoeba HollywoodWendy & Lisa of Prince's '80's lineup of The Revolution played a DJ set in support of their new album, White Flags of Winter Chimneys, while also simultaneously schmoozing with fans and babysitting several children. In a last-minute development, the legendary KISS guitarist Ace Frehley decided to swing by and hang out, so we set up a signing table!

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Warrant Frontman Jani Lane Dead At 47

Posted by Kelly S. Osato, August 12, 2011 07:22am | Post a Comment
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Jani Lane
(born John Kennedy Oswald), the flaxen-tressed former lead singer of 1980's hair-metal band Warrant, was found dead on Thursday in a hotel room in Woodland Hills, California.

According to The Hollywood Reporter, police found the body of Lane, 47, at a Comfort Inn, with no cause of death available at press time. Lane was best known for the Warrant hit "Cherry Pie," which he wrote and features a guitar solo by Poison's C.C. DeVille. The double entendre-filled video for the song — featuring a barrage of footage flaunting the accolades of Lane's future wife, celebrated Star Search spokesmodel champion turned video vixen, Bobbie Brown — quickly became a programming staple on MTV's Headbanger's Ball when it was released in 1990. warrant singer frontman jani lane dead death at 47 marriage model video vixen bobbie brown star search wedding

The singer was born in Akron, Ohio, on February 1, 1964. He began his career as a teenage drummer before moving to Florida and playing in a series of metal bands. Eventually he made it to Los Angeles with future Warrant drummer Steven "Sweet" Chamberlin in search of fame and a steady gig.

He was recruited to join Warrant in 1986 and the band released their major-label debut, Dirty Rotten Filthy Stinking Rich, in 1989, spawning the hits "Heaven" and "Down Boys" -- a vastly underrated song that, as far as I can tell, is about a wild child, looking cool on the cheap and ogling, i.e. "the way the street lights silhouette your thighs through your dress." But it was 1990's Cherry Pie that really put them on the map, selling three million copies and realizing their dreams of "making it" as hair-metal superstars. Supposedly, the title tune was written on the back of a pizza box, which can be seen on display at the Hard Rock Café in Destin, Florida. jani lane warrant singer frontman dead at 47 death solo later years alcoholism rock star

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The Foo Fighters Hate Glee

Posted by Billyjam, March 18, 2011 10:24am | Post a Comment

Unlike the much clicked on & commented upon Charles Reece penned post Diamanda Galás Hates The Foo Fighters, this Amoeblog has nothing to do with Diamanda Galás but it does have something to do with her nemesis Dave Grohl. As reported last evening by the Hollywood Reporter, the Foo Fighters' frontman and his bandmates share the view held by such other rockers as the Kings of Leon and Slash in that he does not want his band's music used on the popular TV show Glee, and is willing to get into a licensing battle if needed to ensure that the Foos' music never ends up as a Glee musical number. 

"It’s every band’s right, you shouldn’t have to do fucking Glee,” Grohl told the Hollywood Reporter in Austin at SXSW this week following the premiere screening of the band's new documentary Foo Fighters: Back and Forth. “And then the guy who created Glee [Ryan Murphy] is so offended that we’re not, like, begging to be on his fucking show… Fuck that guy for thinking anybody and everybody should want to do Glee," Grohl told the Reporter, echoing a similar sentiment by Guns N Roses' former guitarist Slash from two months ago.

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Record Store Day Mania at Amoeba Hollywood!!!

Posted by Amoebite, April 21, 2010 06:15pm | Post a Comment
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By Daniel Tures

THOSE WHO CANNOT REMEMBER THE PAST ...

Posted by Charles Reece, August 24, 2008 10:44pm | Post a Comment
For the Beatles purists out there who thought the worst thing imaginable was having the Bee Gees redo Sgt. Pepper's, here's something even worse-- Ozzy and Dweezil redoing "Stayin' Alive":


"Every man has his price" and every man discovers his threshold where Huey Lewis no longer sounds that bad. My threshold was reached upon rediscovering this video for "Summertime Girls" by Y&T:


The half-shirt, a sign of 80s masculinity. It made a comeback with Axl when he did this duet with Elton John on "Bohemian Rhapsody" (skip to the end where the two walk towards each other in 60s variety show fashion for the denouement):


I'm sorry for not being able to stay away from the Axl videos. However, the most holyfuckingshit moment comes from his ex-bandmate Slash's team-up with Puff Daddy for some vague, all-inclusive charity function. Note the "Ending Hunger" message dead center in big Broadway letters while Puffy raps "It's All About the Benjamins":

Its all about the benjamins, what?/I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts /
Five carats on my hands with the cuts/
And swim in european figures/Fuck bein' a broke nigga.

That kind of dimwittedness requires a purity of essence. One would have to go back to Tom Mix serials to find an equal lack in irony.