Help Wanted - Eric Avery’s (of Jane’s Addiction) new band
So for those of you who really know me, (which I’m going to guess is about 0.001% of you readers out there) know how much I’m in love with Jane’s Addiction; well old Jane’s anyways (86-91). You’ve probably seen me losing my mind air-drumming to songs like “Whores” or “Trip Away” behind the DJ booth with my homeboy Travis… “This is my new friend Roxy, isn’t she swell?” “GET INTO IT ROXY”
Help Wanted - “All Remote And No Control”
I don’t think I should have to say anything else about this band, other than, If your weren’t into them at some point in your life, you were probably a huge DORK!!! You might wanna go out and buy their first (pseudo) live record on XXX records. They actually do a couple sick covers, The Rolling Stone’s - “Sympathy For The Devil” and The Velvet Underground’s - “Rock n Roll”. Then you might wanna move on to “Nothings Shocking”, their first studio album. Aside from the weird production, and the fact that “Whores” wasn’t on this thing, the record is amazing. And “Ritual De Lo Habitual” their 3rd record is a master piece… period.
About a year ago I read WHORES: An Oral Biography of Perry Farrell and Jane’s Addiction and I have to say it’s a pretty nice read… This book pretty much covers everything: Dave Navarro’s mother’s murder, controversy over album covers, Psi Com (Farrell’s first band) and even Jane Bainter herself. Turns out she wasn’t totally psyched about Perry using her heroin problem as a band name.
Another thing I found from this read was how much Eric Avery rules, and how important his role was in Jane’s. It ends up most of their best songs were based around the bass lines that he came up with. “Whores”, “Mountain Song”, “Pigs in Zen” and “Three Days” just to name a few. And since homeboy left the band, they were never the same.
Avery has kept a fairly low profile since the demise of Jane’s Addiction. However, he did participate in the Deconstruction project with Navarro immediately after the Jane’s break up. He was also invited to play bass with Tool but declined to concentrate on his own band Polar Bear that he formed in 1994. Since then he’s worked on a hand full of other shit: recorded a few tracks with Alanis Morissette, Toured with Garbage for a bit and even auditioned for Metallica after the departure of Jason Newsted.
Anyways, Avery has been working on his own solo project called Help Wanted and is due to be released April 8th on Dangerbird and should be pretty good from what I’ve heard so far. I’ve only heard one track and it sounds a little like a futuristic Joy Division to me. Maybe I’m totally tripping on this one, please let me know if I am… I also hear that Taylor Hawkins and Flea will be holding down the rhythm section on most of these tunes. I have to say it’s a little ironic that Flea is playing bass when in fact he filled in on bass after Avery declined on the whole Relapse tour that totally sucked balls.
Anyways, here are some tracks from one of my all time
favorite bands and one new track from this “Help Wanted”. Tell me what you think of this.
Oh, and check out Jane’s live just ripping it.
And the softer side…
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I remember when I first started seeing billboards for CBS’ hot new series, The Big Bang Theory. My first thought was, “Oh, fantastic, it’s another post-mortem spasm in the corpse of the sitcom format, this time in a weak attempt to cash in on the bullshit ‘nerds are cool now’ trend.” Then I thought, well, maybe I’m just being too quick to judge. I hadn’t actually seen the show yet. Maybe there was more to it. Maybe it wasn’t a giant steaming pile of shit.
Wow, I wasn’t expecting my half-assed Phil Collins write-up to stir up such a heated debate. Honestly, my only true beef with that particular video, besides the fact that the song sucks, is that no matter which way you look at it, be it from the point of view of the band or that of the person who thinks Phil Collins sucks, there is a gaping hole in the logic that simply can’t be ignored. From the band’s perspective, they’ve played all their shitty songs that nobody wants to hear, then closing with their one “good” song. Who the hell does that? Seriously, open with your good song(s), then by the time you get to your shittier stuff, hopefully everyone will be too drunk to care. Looking at it the other way, one must wonder why they are actually playing something cool at the opening of the video, then immediately launch into an orgy of 80’s synth-pop bullshit. It’s pretty much a lose-lose situation.





This goddamned piece of shit starts out at some lame hole-in-the-wall bar, presumably in England (because that’s where Phil Collins is from). Sorry, I guess the proper word is “pub.” They don’t have “bars” in England. But I digress. See, here’s the thing. At the very opening of the video, Phil and his band are actually rocking the fuck out. Fuck this 80’s corporate rock bullshit, I want to hear what they’re playing at the beginning. It’s like they’re taunting us with the fact that they actually possess the capability to be cool, which makes the rest of the video all the more heartbreaking and, dare I say, morally reprehensible. Shame on you, Phil Collins. You could actually be on Buddyhead Records and touring with Shat right now (provided you include some thought-provoking lyrics about fucking our respective moms in a Ferrari), but no, you had to go all “Against All Odds” on us. Hey, your loss.
At this point, the bored pub patrons with the Flock of Seagulls hair remain unimpressed. They’re thinking, understandably, “If we didn’t enjoy ‘(I Want To) Shit In Your Mouth’ or ‘Come Get Some VD,’ what makes you think we’ll enjoy this song either?” But boy do they have another thing coming! The drummer starts to kick out a beat that sounds incredibly like something from some sort of “drum machine,” and a bunch of magical black dudes in snappy white suits appear out of nowhere to form a fucking horn section. Then comes one of the cheesiest synth riffs in the history of mankind. Of course, since it’s the 80’s, this automatically captures the audience’s interest. Woo! Yeah!
The rest of the video is pretty much a showcase for how cool and hip Phil is. The audience gradually starts getting into it, and by the time the Lord mercifully allows this thing to draw to a close, they’re even doing something that vaguely resembles dancing. Christ, that’s just depressing. I mean, I’ve had enough drinks before to actually think “What’s Up” by Four Non-Blondes was an underrated song, but I’ve never, ever been so trashed that I’ve wanted to get down to some Phil Collins. Okay, to be fair, I’ve never been drunk in the 80’s. But still, I mean, really. Don’t these people have anything better to do? Could they not get tickets for Huey Lewis? Are they just trying to avoid going home for some reason? There’s no excuse for this shit, and I hope they’re all ashamed of themselves.