All good things must come to an end and so it is for Crosstown Station.
Last night, I received this statement from owner Chip Mitchell:
Crosstown Station currently operating in the building at 1522 McGee Street in Kansas City, MO will not be booking any shows after September 30th or until further notice. The landlord of the property has entered into a negotiation process with a potential buyer that would likely have a different use for the property. Crosstown Station's lease will be ending on September 30th, 2011 and while any and all deals for the property may still be pending, Crosstown Station and its partners feel it would be unethical to setup several shows after September 30th that would potentially have to be cancelled if a deal for the property were to go through.
Owner, Chip Mitchell comments, "We have a lot of great shows already planned for the next four months and will obviously try to pull out all the stops as we near what may be our final days in September. We have had a great ride here in Kansas City and put on a lot of amazing shows that might not have had a proper home without Crosstown as part of the music scene in KC. I really want to thank all of the musicians and fans that have made so many of those nights special and unique. We hope that Crosstown Station has inspired other young people and young bands to do great things here at home in Kansas City and I hope that people continue to support the other local venues and musicians. Kansas City has a great musical tradition and while popular styles and genre may change over the years, I still feel like KC has the talent and ambition to return to national prominence when it comes to live music, the arts, and our general culture and diversity. We were happy to be a part of it for the past four years and look forward to continuing to help grow the scene in other ventures. Please come out and make a few more memories with us the last four months!"
As a fresh, green Clubs Editor, I went down to the new club and checked it out during the opening weekend in December 2007. Back then, it was an ambitious project. In the shadows of the Sprint Center and down the street from the Brick, Crosstown Station would later become a major part of Crossroads music scene, setting stage for the Crossroads Music Fest, the Donkey Show and the Murder Ballad Ball.
Though Crosstown weathered a shitty economic period, the former auto warehouse simply could not stand the coolness from fickle crowds.
There are still a decent amount of buzzworthy performances scheduled throughout the summer though, including this gem, cellist/rapper/pole dancer Amanda Nicole Smith who will be gracing the stage on June 18th.
If you won't pony up $10 for this, then well, it's no wonder good places like Crosstown are going paws up.
Vice Magazine has largely faded into the muddy backwash of the last decade's more obnoxious bouts of hipsterdom; but they're still unleashing Do's and Don'ts on unsuspecting members of the population as we speak. Among them: Lawrence's Hospital Ships. The magazine recently named Lonely Twin, Hospital Ships' new record out on June 7, the "worst album of the month."
Here's what they said:
I was back at my folks' house over the holidays watching TV with my dad when an ad for Martin Lawrence's latest opus Big Mommas: Like Father, Like Son came on. My dad watched in complete silence, then, staring straight ahead, murmured, "Black people and white people will never understand each other." I feel this way about the East Coast and the Midwest, and this record is my Big Momma's House.
I haven't heard the release yet, but based on this criticism, I can say one thing. Sadly, Vice, it seems that the misunderstanding only goes one way: I'm reading your snide, faux-Williamsburg pretense loud and clear.
If you're an avid reader of The Pitch's music section -- which you should be, dammit! -- you might notice a teensy problem with this week's section. As you settled down in your comfy, mahogany leather chair, puffing on your Cuban cigar with your aged scotch in hand, dear reader, you might have noticed that this week's content seemed pretty damn familiar. Too familiar.
Actually, it's the exact fucking same.
"What the hell!" you cried, flinging your highball across your plush, imported rugs in a fit of rage. "This shall not stand!"
Yeah. We were pretty upset, too. Aside from our feature on the MidCoast Takeover, which you can read here, this week's music section is a copy of last week's section, thanks to a printing production error. We're sorry to deprive you of your weekly fix of music coverage. The good news: You can click on The Pitch's homepage to find all of this week's show previews, interviews and more, all intact and awaiting your eager eyes.
KBEQ 104's Backyard Barbecue at the Beaumont in April will bring back the country band that pissed off the entirety of Arrowhead in December. The Eli Young Band royally fucked up the national anthem at a Chiefs game last year, stalling out during the song's most awkward transition: "At the twilight's last gleaming ... Oh, through the ..."
Let's hope they have better luck remembering the lyrics of their own songs.
The Metalliance Tour is coming to KC (specifically, Merriam), but it appears that the headliner, Helmet, will skip out on the March 28 date at Aftershock.
I am still awaiting a reply as to why the feedback-heavy, "thinking person's metal band" is choosing KC as the only city it won't perform in. I'll keep you hardcore motherfuckers updated.
The store doesn't officially close until January, so we're a little premature in our mourning of Westport's Streetside Records. But record geeks across the city are feeling the sadness of another record store falling prey to the MP3-driven music industry. So, readers, do you remember the first time you ever went there? Were you snatching up 45s back when the shop was still Penny Lane, or was your initiation a little more recent? Were you there for Record Store Day this spring, when Thee Water Moccasins played a set inside the store? Tell us.
UPDATE: Read the band's apology to Kansas City after the jump.
Were you at Arrowhead this weekend? Well, then you saw the Eli Young Band's lead singer -- Mike Eli -- royally screw up the words to the National Anthem. (Anyone who attended K-State in the last several years will probably remember the Texas band for their numerous dates at Longhorns Saloon in Aggieville. Or so my roommate tells me. Anyway.)
As if the group exercise of slogging through our nation's theme song wasn't teeth-grittingly awkward enough to begin with, now, Eli stalled out during the song's most awkward transition: "At the Twilight's last gleaming...Oh, through the..." Cue a stadium's worth of "WTF?"
Click through to experience the shame, first-hand.
Sleigh Bells -- the awesomely "odd marriage of over-the-top, blown-out guitar riffs and pop vocals," according to our writer Ian Hrabe -- has canceled its date at the first night of 96.5 The Buzz' The Night the Buzz Stole Xmas at the Midland on December 6. They'll be replaced by Cage the Elephant. (Read a review of the gritty alt-rock band's show at the Beaumont earlier this year here.)
Plans are brewing in Hollywood for creating a version of Michael Jackson's "Thriller" -- the song, not the album -- as a full-length movie.
According to Deadline, a full-length film based on Michael Jackson's Thriller is currently being shopped around Hollywood. The film is based solely on the song and not the entire album, which is an important distinction, even though a zombie war over the affections of Billie Jean does have a certain appeal.
Kenny Ortega -- who directed 2009's This Is It, High School Musical and did the choreography for Dirty Dancing -- is set to direct, and the script is written by The Hangover scribe Jeremy Garelick. Plot is being kept under wraps, but reports point to the song's folklore, involving Vincent Price and the town he grew up in.
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