Days of our nights

Remember us talking about Courtney Love's litigious tendencies a couple weeks ago? Haw! Apparently, that was just the tip of the fake-boobied, Versace-sporting iceberg. By now, everyone's probably got some inkling of the whole brouhaha between Love and surviving Nirvana members Krist Novoselic and Dave Grohl: It all focuses on one song, "On the Mountain"—never officially released and heard live only a handful of times—that Hole later covered. Novoselic and Grohl want to include a version of it on the upcoming 45-track retrospective Heart Shaped Box and entitle it "You Know You're Right," but a King County judge has effectively squashed their efforts by ruling in favor of Love, who says she was "emotionally overwrought and distraught" when the three formed a partnership that divided all future Nirvana profits among them equally. By the way, the song in question hasn't always been known as "On the Mountain." Its other title? "You've Got No Right." Ponder that. . . . On a lighter note, we've been having way too much fun with Soundscan: Did you know that each new Bjork album has sold less than her last? That Weezer (2001) has sold more in six weeks than (so dubbed by a guy we know) "the Paul's Boutique of emo," Pinkerton? That—you may commence weeping for the fate of our great nation now—Creed's latest has just hit the 10,000,000 mark? How about that Spoon's new record has doubled and tripled their Matador releases? Meanwhile, Fatboy Slim's Halfway Between the Gutter and the Stars has sold a mere 200,000, while Daft Punk's Discovery is already around the 250,000 mark. Stick that in your trivia pipe and smoke it. . . . It was once, twice, three times a lovely outpouring at the Built to Spill shows. While Thursday night's show had a very Sunday matinee-type vibe (ever notice that most folks go to those early all-ages shows not because they have to but

because they want to be home in bed by 10:30 p.m.?), the weekend shows were packed with happy fans, many of whom started off the evening in the newly initiated Green Room. (Confidential to the Showbox crew: DOON could not help but overhear not a few patrons of the new bar wondering if anything can be done about the garish lighting in and around the new bathroom facilities.) But back inside the 'Box, Martsch and the boys gave the crowd a few last-minute sneak peeks at songs from the wonderfully pop-styled Ancient Melodies of the Future, which will be out just before this week's column expires. While the album has some lucky advance-copy insiders grumbling that the clamoring, tattered progressions and Mascis-like solos seem to have been traded in for sweet, simple pop melodies, we only heard one complaint on First Avenue after the show: "Hey! What'd they do with the hot dog guy?" . . . Emmylou Harris knocked out the Pier on Friday—she's barely even opening her mouth anymore, and she's still destroying you. Dave Matthews showed up for his part of their "My Antonia" duet (from Red Dirt Girl, as was most of the set), her Spyboys were in peak form, and she soloed ethereally on "Bang the Drum Slowly," an elegiac tune she wrote with Guy Clark that is even more heartbreaking than Dolly Parton's recent weepers (and when is she coming to town?!) . . . The notorious Seattle rain cannot be blamed for the June 27 flooding of local T-shirt purveyor Brian Taylor's Capitol Hill studio space. Taylor's screen-printing company, BLT, is responsible for just about all of those cool rock tees you sport; from the Devils to Death Cab, if the arty print emblazoned on your chest is connected to a Northwest band, label, or club, chances are Taylor and his crew created it. So it's sad news indeed that darn near all of Taylor's equipment was destroyed after a late-night burst in a

pressure-washing hose: Paperwork, screens, computer equipment, and a whole cache of inventory were damaged. And BLT wasn't the only business affected by the incident— downstairs neighbor Groovetech caught some of the deluge, which resulted in damaged computer and tech equipment on their floor as well. We at DOON offer our sincerest best wishes to these fine captains of industry, and we applaud the efforts of the folks at the Crocodile and the Showbox, who have already offered their support. Keep your eyes on our column for news of upcoming benefit shows. . . . Wotapalava, the official gayapalooza due to tour the U.S. throughout July and August with a lineup including the Pet Shop Boys, Magnetic Fields, Rufus Wainwright, and Sinead O'Connor, plus DJs Junior Vasquez and Danny Tenaglia, has been postponed until next summer. The official explanation is that O'Connor's last-minute withdrawal left a hole too big to fill. Something smells, though. . . . Finally, in truly tragic news, Seattle's music scene lost two of its longtime supporters, Pete Blasi and Oren Henderson, to a car accident last week. Pete, a sound guy at NAF Studios who toured with, among others, Jeff Buckley, had traveled down to California to do a show at Planet Hollywood in San Francisco and brought Oren, a roadie and crewman at various local venues, along with him. The two were traveling home on 1-5 when Pete apparently fell asleep at the wheel. Following a memorial last Thursday at the Breakroom, plans were made for a benefit (Blasi had a young son, Oren a daughter), slated for July 18 or 19. Alien Crime Syndicate and No. 13 Baby are possible participants, but friends of the pair are still looking for bands to round out the bill, so if you or someone you know is interested, call Debra at 467-5510 x152. Check out www.mtfmusic.com and www.seattlemusicweb.com/oren to share

your memories.

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