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Garbage cranks it up
This story was originally published in the April 1, 2005 edition of Isthmus. >MoreGarbage: Can the Madison band's new sound succeed in the fickle pop marketplace?
This cover story was originally published in the September 21, 2001 edition of Isthmus. >More'The trick is to keep breathing'
This story was originally published in the May 15, 1998 edition of Isthmus. >MoreSurely it's Shirley
This review of Garbage's Version 2.0 was originally published in the May 15, 1998 edition of Isthmus. >MoreGarbage on the Streets
This cover story was originally published in the March 8, 1996 edition of Isthmus. >MoreMarch 8, 1996: Garbage on the streets
Butch Vig looks dazed. Garbage is getting set to embark on a three-month tour (including a sold-out show at the Barrymore Theatre on March 14), and the preparations are taking their toll. Tomorrow the local-band-made-good flies to Dallas for two more days of rehearsals, and then it's showtime. Vig, who's responsible for sampled beats as well as conventional drumwork, would like to see a couple extra hours wedged into his day. >MoreNovember 25, 1994: It's a Miracle
"To tell the truth, the first time I looked out there, I saw a million dollars," says Janesville farmer Dave Heider as he watches Miracle, the white buffalo calf held sacred by Native Americans, chew contentedly on a mouthful of silage, "But once I saw how much this little calf means to so many people, I couldn't see charging money for people to come and look at her. I mean, how can you put a price on something that's sacred and holy? You know, if God meant for me to be a millionaire, I would have won the lottery." >MoreJune 15, 1990: This Is Elvis?
It's hard to say what would have happened if the real Elvis Presley had shown up at Chicago's Sheraton O'Hare last weekend for the first annual convention of the EP Impersonators International Association. Maybe the dozens of fat, thin, short, tall, young, old, male and female Elvises sporting Clairol 126 blue-black hair, chrome-rimmed shades and elaborate Vegas-period jumpsuits would have dropped to their knees and treated the late rock king's return as a sure sign that the good Lord in heaven above is an Elvis fan. On the other hand, those same unabashed necromancers might have set upon their prodigal idol like crazed bacchants and torn his sacred body to bits. >MoreClyde Stubblefield: The hardest-working man in Madison
This article first appeared in Isthmus on Aug. 9, 1991 >MoreMaverick developer Terrence Wall picks fights, charts his own path
It's 10:30 a.m. on a hot summer day, and Madison real estate mogul Terrence Wall is in full sail. He spent the early morning quietly doing his civic duty at a coffee klatch with other members of a group that wants to replace the old Tenney Park warming shelter with a new multi-use structure. After a dash to Middleton, he checked with colleagues at his well-capitalized real estate holding firm, T. Wall Properties. Now, juiced with manic energy, he's giving a rapid tour of the six-story office building at 8215 Greenway Blvd. that currently serves as his company's home base. >MoreRyan Adams focuses
For years Ryan Adams behaved like a petulant child on- and offstage. When I caught him for the first time he was helming Whiskeytown, and despite raves in various music rags, that band was still playing beer bars in places like Madison. The show was at the Club Tavern, and a distracted Adams, bad boy of the No Depression generation, may have mumbled as many as two dozen words to the audience during the band's set. His playing and singing were fine. But if it hadn't been for violinist Caitlin Cary, who actually seemed to enjoy both playing for and talking to Whiskeytown fans, Adams' disconnected performance would have chased more than a few warm bodies to the exits well before the encore. >MoreOverture's debt
The recent liquidation of the trust fund that was designed to pay off the Overture Center's construction debt is a big deal. But it's unclear if the city of Madison will take a hit because of it. >MoreFar from the beach, the Pistols at Dawn rock out
As Alex E. Smith, drummer for the Madison-bred instrumental act the Pistols at Dawn puts it: "Yeah, you say surf and people go, 'Oh, the Beach Boys.' We go, 'Nah, like Pulp Fiction.' Then a few of 'em get it." >MoreStink Tank
A conceptual hip-hop act that also exists in the tangible world of the here and now, Stink Tank is a showcase for local producer/DJ Man Mantis and MC Laduma Nguyuza. The latter has been a mainstay of Madison hip-hop for many years. Projects with dumate (who also worked with Man Mantis), the D.L.O., Rob Dz, and many others established him as a lion of the small, fiercely dedicated local hip-hop community. >MorePale Young Gentlemen
The Pale Young Gentlemen's rousing sophomore effort finds dramatic front man Michael Reisenauer pushing back the piano bench and concentrating on alternately overheated and languid vocal performances. Some of the old Coldplay influence is still apparent on pop-leaning fare like the unabashedly erotic "Marvelous Design." But much of the time, Reisenauer and the other half dozen members of PYG caper, trip and moan through stylish art rock that makes full use of the band's stately three-piece string section. >More