My Week with Awesome New Republic

Photos by Karp

The CMJ music festival can be a taxing time. While filled with quality music and new relationships, the arrival of CMJ often means little sleep, meals on the run, and did I mention little sleep? Well, when you spend the week with the gang from Florida’s Awesome New Republic – it makes it all worthwhile. It seemed we were all over NYC last week, and with 4 shows the band, label and management took it all in stride.

But of course, it’s about the music. What I saw from these three musicians was a fully formed band taking a honed and focused approach to their live show and winning droves of fans in the process. The week culminated in a packed show at R Bar on the Bowery Saturday night. From the opening vocal notes of “Digital World” through the closing snare cracks of “Last Drop,” Awesome New Republic were in full stride – captivating the audience with an energy and passion rarely seen from CMJ acts. During “Alleycat” and “Birthday” the entire room was moving.

When the set was over, the week felt all too short. Even after all those shows, I somehow wanted more. Despite the tired legs and sore feet, I could’ve easily listened to them play for the rest of the night. Thanks for a great week ANR.

You Always Remember Your First Time

You always remember your first time. The first time you drove a car, the first time you heard Sgt. Peppers, the first time you and that girl (or guy) went to the movies and well… you get it. So, here we have it, my first post on The Suite 16. It feels good. I’m feeling loose. Limber. So, what to write about? The question has been vexing me for oh, about 5 seconds. I’ll try and answer the most important question probably on everyone’s mind when someone new comes to Shore Fire, what do they listen to? Ok, maybe not the most important question, but it’s a question.

To begin, sometimes my jeans may be a little “tight” and you may hear some sort of random, fuzzed-out, lo-fi, chill-wave, no-fi, post-gaze whatever coming out of the speakers on my desk. But I’m no indie elitist. I believe Townes Van Zandt is one of the greatest songwriters that has ever lived. But I’m no fool either. Bob Dylan is almost always tops for me. Cliche? Too easy? Sure, say what you’d like, I’ll stick by Bob anytime. Except for Self Portrait. Not so much there.

My favorite record of the year so far is a tie between The Antlers Hospice and The Dirty Projectors Bitte Orca. Yes, I also happened to really love the debut from Those Darlins. Oh well.
Furthermore to whatever point I’m making, I love The Drive by Truckers immensely, but I also love anything the Numero Group puts out, especially the Eccentric Soul series. Levon Helm is my hero, and Rick Danko had a voice of gold, so did Richard. I’m not so much a Robbie fan. Read This Wheel’s on Fire, you’ll see.

My favorite youngster that no one ever writes about is Ezra Furman, and my favorite old timer that no one writes about is Sam Baker. Except for Geoff Himes, he’s the one who turned me onto him.

I could go on and on – as everyone else in the office can, but I won’t. Thanks for reading, and come by anytime. I’ll listen to you ramble if you listen to me ramble. Fair deal.