Lorenzo's Music Podcast #9

Part four of our series of before and after shows of the songs on the album you can't download.

This week Mark and I discuss what to do for the podcast over the phone.

In this podcast we showcase the song "Too Late Now" from our album - Solamente Tres Palabras.

Lorenzo's Music Podcast #8

Part three of our series of before and after shows featuring the songs on the album you can't download.

Mark didn't show for the podcast so I got in the studio and did it myself

In this podcast we showcase the song "Make It Clean" from our album - Solamente Tres Palabras.

Lorenzo's Music Podcast #7

The second in our series of before and after shows featuring the songs on the album you can't download.

In this podcast we showcase the song "Drinkin' By Myself" from our album - Solamente Tres Palabras.

You down with n.b.t.?

If you're in the Madison area head on down to the Orpheum Theatre and see the movie nbt - Never Been Thawed.

Why am I telling you this? Well, not only is it a funny movie featuring avid frozen entree enthusiast's, a metal band turned Christian rock to cash in and the pro life coffee shop they play at. But our very own bass player Chris Boeger is in it as Wade, the referee for a rousing game of highway alphabet.

So if you get a chance go and see it. And if your not in the Madison area maybe you could find it with your favorite P2P program. Not that we would condone such a thing ;)

A Recent Review

Here's a review of our new album in this weeks Isthmus Magazine.

Lorenzo's Music
Solamente Tres Palabras

Thanks to their taste for stumbling, off-kilter song structures and vocalist Tom Ray’s barroom rasp, Lorenzo’s Music will always draw comparisons to Tom Waits. That’s not such a bad thing, but it does sell them a bit short. While many of the tunes on Solamente Tres Palabras take their lead from the fractured updates of German cabaret music that reinvigorated Waits’ career, Lorenzo’s Music also embrace a sweeter form of pop-rock that’s all about lonely water-gazers and bruised swains dreaming of a better world. The ironical lead track, "I’m Doing Fine," is a case in point. It may prickle with low-down signifiers, but Ray’s whiskey-soaked crooning, Mark Whitcomb’s distorted guitar and Scott Beardsley’s clanking percussion don’t obscure the fact that the song’s once-wayward protagonist searches for normalcy and completeness, not the debauchery of his past. The discombobulated surfer ballad "You Were Blonde" may mock romance, but its Beach Boys-inspired melody suggests that Ray’s bleary-eyed barfly really does long for more than a meaningless assignation beneath a burned-out streetlight. Which isn’t to say that you’re apt to choose Solamente Tres Palabras for background music when cracking open a bottle of Dom with your honey and settling in for a night of romance. Most of the time, it’s not that sweet. Then again, neither is love.

Reviewed by Tom Laskin