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We understood that Cleveland, Ohio was known for rock music, but for subtly bouncy electronic art pop? We we dubious until we discovered that the midwestern mecca is the origin of Joe Williams, whose project White Williams will be stopping through our fair city tonight at Emo's for a show opened by Rings (New York) and Cry Blood Apache (Austin).

Garrel met Nico, German model, actress and moody monotone of The Velvet Underground, in 1969. They quickly became lovers and partners, with Nico being featured in seven of Garrel's films during the 1970's. Nico was already a heroin addict at this point and shortly after her death in 1988, Garrel created this stark portrait of people on the edge, inspired by his muse's undoing. Using characteristic long take shots with very little action, he created the tension of extreme solitude, for not only the characters but the actors playing them, leaving everyone in cold boxes. The salacious nature of the subject matter is dealt with antiseptically, without emotion. We are guessing that the title of the film refers not only to the character inspired by Nico, but also to Garrel himself and his feelings not only after her death, but also immediately following the end of their relationship in 1979. We suppose all tomorrow's parties just wouldn't be as interesting if you could no longer hear the music.

A founding member of The Velvet Underground, among the most visionary and influential bands of all time, John Cale is a master craftsman of "chords, tones and textures" whose work on The Velvet Underground and Nico documentarian Joe Harvard beautifully described as "assailing the boundaries confining rock's instrumentation, his arrangements and textural palate so accomplished that afterward all maps had to be thrown out and all borders redrawn." In the four decades after the...

[In which we use the word fuck no less than three times. Well, four.] A few months ago, at a house party in Hyde Park thrown by local label Christmas Mountain Records, we found ourselves lounging idly with our mates on a plushly upholstered sofa, near the stage setup of a living room so sardine-packed with Austin hipsters that, in the dimmed lighting and from our low vantage point, all one could make out...