By Chuck Strouse
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By Ciara LaVelle, Kat Bein, Carolina Del Busto, and Liz Tracy
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A whole new era for "Program Notes." Yes, kids, we've moved up to baby photos. Oh, stop crying.
In September 1989 Meat Loaf told me about his latest project, an album being written by Jim Steinman, who had authored the monster smash Bat out of Hell LP in 1977. It was a reunion of the team, but details were sketchy. "You thought the album would be out in the fall?" Meat Loaf asked. "Of what year?" He got that right. It would take nearly four years for the finished product to arrive: Bat Out of Hell II: Back Into Hell, the biggest hit of whatever season this is. I hear one reason was Steinman's demand for perfection in the studio. (The rec's gotten some lousy reviews, and the first time I listened through headphones on my stereo at home, I was less than impressed. But then it started to grow on me, for whatever that's worth.) The Loafer played some divey club in Broward back then, it was packed, he blew the roof off. Now he's back, bigger than ever, so to speak, and he's booked this week at Sunrise. Of course it's sold out.
Doesn't matter whether you're dialed in with WVUM-FM (90.5), this is a deal: a benefit for the radio station takes place on Friday at Coyote with Holy Terrors, Lyrics for Lunch, Cell 63, Second Son, and Baloney Sandwich. All that for six bucks, with the money going to VUM.
The vaunted 609 Concert Series is back, with the Steve Gryb History of Jazz Ensemble slated for this Sunday at the First Presbyterian Church. Call 371-3439.
I was chattin' with some industry toddler the other day, and we agreed that Natural Causes, and plenty of others, have the right idea: play any and every gig available. I appreciate the inverse -- that repetition depletes, that familiarity breeds contempt, or at least boredom. Even so, the word from the mount is that if you're a player, play. Yet another opportunity has arisen, at an unlikely spot: the Chili Pepper on South Beach's Poseur Row. Wednesday nights there are now given over to an open jam. Call 531-9661.
Something called Plug Productions is looking for bands to release on a CD and otherwise enjoin. Send your press kit and tapes to Plug, Marketing Department, 273 Chippewa Dr, Columbia, SC 2920-6508.
The Pathetic House (14837 NW Seventh Ave.) this Saturday hosts Timescape Zero, Subliminal Criminal, U.S. Decline, and the Left Overs. Call 947-8126.
I've been partying at Tobacco Road for what seems like 81 years, and I ain't had a bad time yet, except maybe that night with Sloppy Joe and company about ten years ago when the medication hit me wrong and I collapsed into the jukebox, longneck still in hand, and had to be carried out. Come to think of it, I guess that was a good time. I'd rattle off a list of great moments at the Road, but this issue of New Times would have to run about 600 pages. So happy 81st anniversary to the Roadsters. And when the Radiators and James Cotton and the Nighthawks and Nil and a resurrected Fat Chance Blues Band (who I first saw about 1979) and all the rest celebrate this Saturday, I promise not to fall down (too many times).
Why is Boy George -- who's not on tour, and who lives in England -- playing live shows this weekend at Warsaw? Because, when the Boy was hanging on South Beach a while back, he fell in love with the club and volunteered to jet over and gig.
So Primus was booked at Bayfront but couldn't sell enough tickets, so their show was moved to the Edge. Which worked out nice for Second Coming. "We were booked there anyway," says Coming's manager, "so now when Primus finishes, everybody can hit the patio for Second Coming's set." He's not going to say it, but I will: and hear some real rock and roll.
The Niki Taylors model at Rosebud's tomorrow (Thursday).
Where am I? Oh yeah, Earth. I can tell by all the stupidity and pain and death and ugliness. This Friday and Saturday at Mud House a bunch of cool bands and other entertainers will raise money for Greenpeace. Beginning at 6:00 p.m. Friday: Civic House, Warlords of Rhyme, Wood, Box, the Miles, Lacy Nob, Pogo Joe, 40 Below, Unseelie Court, and the Popskulls. Saturday: Be-Bob Grabowski Jazz Band, Three Piece Disco Ensemble, Midian, Apostrophe S, Sense, Vervian, Livid Kittens, Geekjoint, King's Unicycle, and Ivory Ghost. Plus comedy, poetry, speeches. All for five bucks. All for Earth. Call 433-8943 or 563-3321.
You know those cars with the purple neon under 'em? On the streets, they're called Barneys. But not by the kids who drive them.
This Saturday from noon to 8:00 p.m. at Hollywood North Beach Park the folks in Broward will get a taste of what Miami eats every day, or at least every weekend. It's a Latin Music Festival, with bands, a DJ, food. Llame al 927-6318.