The structure is simple, the guitar riffs basic, the lyrics at best inane, but the Troggs’Wild Thing remains a garage rock classic more than 45 years after its release made The Troggs and lead singer Reg Presley international stars.
Presley, whose raunchy, suggestive voice powers this paean to teenage lust, died Monday after a year-long struggle with lung cancer that had forced him and the band into reluctant retirement, his agent Keith Altham announced on Facebook late Monday night. He was 71.
Half the reason that non-football fans are lured into watching the big game is to watch the over the top pitches from some of the best ad firms in the world pushing the biggest brands in the land. We watched the game for our favorite musicians making appearances in some of these commercials. Watch the 2013 Super Bowl commercials with Psy, Usher, Fleetwood Mac and more here.
Today, according to history’s most credible doomsday theorists, the Mayans, is the end of the world. Dec. 21, 2012 is the day that the Mayan calendar ends, which obviously means the ancient civilization predicted the end of the world, and didn’t just eventually find it pointless to make a calendar that went like 5,000 years into the future.
The problem with “supergroups” is that they’re often more projects (or product) than actual groups; there’s little cohesion, just a series of solo moments. The typical result is a decent record, followed by a tour of less than “super” live performances. Happily, this wasn’t the case for Divine Fits’ Friday night show at the decidedly crowded Bluebird Theater.
Going into the big show at 1stBank Center on Thursday – which was the biggest headlining date fun. has ever played – I was genuinely excited.
As a critic, seeing the band for the first time. As a fan, who had only recently connected with its debut “Some Nights” (released in February) in the last three or four months. As a lover of melodic music, who was psyched to hear singer Nate Ruess’ voice in a live arena.
But as we walked out of the small suburban arena after a thoroughly energetic concert by Ruess and his bandmates, I had to admit it: “They’re not a great band. Yet.”
For the most part Wednesday night’s 12-12-12 Concert was a dull affair — the Rolling Stones only played like one song, Kristen Stewart wore the Kill Bill jumpsuit and Kanye West wore a skirt and failed at igniting the classic rock-loving crowd.
But anyone who was able to stay awake for the six-something hour concert got a chance to see Paul McCartney replace Kurt Cobain as the Nirvana frontman.