|POSTED BY: xavierpersad||POSTED ON: 02 Jun 2007 11:01 PM|
Lessons From the Dead by Steven Kalas and PaperCybal is an excellent adult folk/pop CD. The songwriting on the CD is excellent - visual and meaningul, with memorable melodies. The band is tight and nicely backs Steven's excellent songwriting and vocals. The recording is crystal clear, which allows the beautiful acoustic work to shine through. We enjoyed the catchy groove, nice harmonies, and memorable chorus on "Just a Guy." "Mary Said" is another excellent, upbeat tight groove song that we found ourselves listenting to repeatedly. If you enjoy modern folk/adult pop artists like James Taylor, you will enjoy this CD. Pick up a copy today!-RadioIndy Staff
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|POSTED BY: Jackie Rob||POSTED ON: 29 May 2007 06:21 AM|
When I'm a decrepit old man staring at the ceiling in a lonely old folks' home, I'll smile as I remember last Friday's CD Release Party. Wow. What a gathering of friends, old and new.
Dear Richard, The Garage Ma Hall is a one-of-a-kind in Las Vegas. Thank you for excellent sound and wonderful hospitality. The boys in the band (and that one girl) played their asses off. It was great to see Digital Insight Studio owner Rob Devlin, who also brought a fine, fine bottle of single malt scotch to help celebrate. (I tried to pick friends with really good taste in fine hooch.) Thanks to Alex Oliver for a rousing introduction. A million thanks to our manager, Jackie Robinson, for chasing down every niggling detail so that I could relax and sing.
A splendid time was guaranteed for all.
|POSTED BY: Jackie Rob||POSTED ON: 19 Apr 2007 09:24 PM|
CD Release Party - May 11, 2007
I want to extend a personal invitation for you to join us on Friday, May 11 as we celebrate the release of our 5th CD,Lessons From the Dead,at the Garage Ma Hall in Las Vegas.
This will be a gathering of friends andfans both new and old for an evening of hellos, goodbyes, great memories,and a new future. Times are changing, as are dreams and goals, and thiscould well be the last time PaperCymbal plays together in public.
It won’t be the same if you’re not there.
The Garage Ma Hall is a great place to gather with friends and listen tomusic. You are welcome to bring your own refreshments: wine, great scotch(does Steven have any friends that drink great Scotch?), or a cooler withyour favorite beer or soda. Munchies, if you want.Take-out from Macaroni Grill. Or KFC.Whatever makes you happy.
Invite friends. Teens and kids are welcome.
Our opening act is ZenLizard. Music begins at 6:00 p.m.
The Garage Ma Hall is located in Las Vegas at 6300 W. Tropical Pkwy. To get there, takeI-95 Fwy north to Ann Road, right to Rainbow, left to Tropical Pkwy, right to 6300 (on left/north side of street). Parking on the street is ample.
Check out www.MySpace.com/Garage_Ma_Hall
If you prefer parking valet, then either bring your own valet,or go to the valet at the Bellagio and walk (about 14 miles.)
Can’t wait to see you.
|POSTED BY: Jackie Rob||POSTED ON: 11 Feb 2007 12:07 AM|
You have alluded to your songwriting before. What is the source of inspiration for your music? What is the biggest challenge about writing a song, and how do you get one started? -- D.O., Las Vegas
Participating in an art form is different from learning an art craft. With some reasonable commitment and effort, pretty much anyone can learn to play the piano, work a lump of wet clay on a potter's wheel, wield the different brushes and palate knives on a canvas, the hammer and chisel on a stone, or, in my case, the various chord shapes for Cadd9 on the acoustic guitar.
Learning to play an instrument is about good mechanics, learned technique and practice, practice, practice. Songwriting is participating in an art form. Something else entirely.
The source of inspiration? Could be anything, I guess, but it's most often about life experience -- something I'm celebrating, learning, hoping, healing or suffering. Or it could be some perspective I have about how the world is. Or some vision I have about how the world oughta be. And while I don't write religious music, anybody who's paying attention and knows me at all will regularly recognize my particular theological bent in my lyrics. My way of looking at the world.
I write a lot about the inexplicable, humble helplessness I feel in the mystery of love. The way it comes to find you when you're certain your heart is locked and barricaded. The way it erodes, estranges and crumbles around you despite your every felt desire and effort to the contrary. Boy meets girl. Boy loses girl. Such is the stuff of life.
|POSTED BY: radioindy||POSTED ON: 26 Nov 2006 06:39 PM|
''Finally Here'' is a CD that highlights Steven's meaningful and melodic songwriting as well as his strong vocals. The production and musicianship are very professional. Interesting harmonies abound on this CD. Some of the tracks such as ''Innocence'' remind one of some of Paul McCartney's better songs. This is an excellent contemporary folk rock CD. Pick up a copy today.
|POSTED BY: radioindy||POSTED ON: 11 May 2006 10:08 PM|
Steven Kalas Radio
|POSTED BY: Jackie Rob||POSTED ON: 04 May 2006 11:29 AM|
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Check out our latest RadioIndy song, "Can't Be Heaven".
Steven writes a weekly column for the Las Vegas Review Journal.
"I had the good fortune to sit in on one of Steven's recording sessions. I've never before witnessed such precision, such striving for perfection. It paid off. If "Finally Here" isn't perfection, it doesn't exist. Exquisite music, with words for the soul to consider in private meditation." ---CD Review
"If you like music that can't be crammed into a niche, "Finally Here" is the album for you. If you want to clearly hear and understand the story behind the song (to which most of us can relate) this is an excellent choice. If you like songs that are thought-provoking and relevant and which NEVER sound like noise, give this one a listen."
"Finally Here" CD Release Party!
Finally Here CD tracks, "I'll Wash Your Lover's Car" and "Live As If" named
Steven Kalas looks at life with a bit of a tilt--a collision of humor, pathos, and celebration. He's entertained folks from quiet coffeehouses to parks, theatres and Vegas showrooms. One reviewer writes, "We all want to be in love. Some of us have been and some of us may not be again. Steven's songs put music to the stories we all have to tell about living and loving. "Finally Here" is the latest and truest expression of the soul and passion of a great songwriter."
|POSTED BY: Jackie Rob||POSTED ON: 20 Jul 2008 02:58 PM|
George Carlin is dead. He was an icon of my youth, and a counted on companion throughout my adulthood. What did I count on him for? To tell the truth. To keep me honest. To remind me that I am small, ordinary, impermanent and ridiculous.
And to think: He delivered those sober and not-so-flattering messages into my life by making me laugh.
I was 15 when my longtime schoolmates Keith and Carl introduced me to the George Carlin recording "Class Clown." We were at Carl's house on a Saturday morning. Keith put the needle to the vinyl, and then my two buddies obediently lay down on the living room floor.
"You might as well get down on the floor now," Keith said simply. I didn't understand.
A few minutes later, I was horizontal to the 1970's shag, sucking carpet, taking desperate breaths in between spasms of laughter.
George was examining the seven words you can't say on television. Of the myriad topics and comedic styles embraced by George's professional career, my favorite was always when he would play with words. He would use the power of words to deflate their sometimes exaggerated power. He used the power of words to deflate the power people hide and misuse by distorting and blurring language. He used the power of words to expose the relentless foolishness of human beings.
Mostly he used the power of words to tell the truth, no matter how shocking, disturbing or impolite the truth is. He saw life in an ultracandid manner, and to practice candor, one must sometimes sacrifice "polite."
I will never be able to explain why some comedians use copious profanity and make me laugh so I need an oxygen mask, while others use profanity and are just profane, like an 11-year-old who's giddy about knowing a dirty word. Andrew Dice Clay is, for me, an example of the latter. Just grinds my soul. George Carlin never bothered me.
The only time I struggled with George was in the period of years after his wife died, when I thought he was more bitter and sad than funny. But I didn't blame him.
The great comics don't tell jokes; they tell the truth. They are social and cultural prophets in the biblical sense of that word. They stand outside the city gates, pointing fingers at modern life, and naming our absurdities.
His favorite and most oft-repeated truth? Human beings are ridiculous -- contradicted, hypocritical, capricious, self-centered, self-deluded, not very bright, and generally, as a species, given to self-destruction.
Now, why is that funny as hell? How could a message so dire and cutting make me laugh so hard?
See, only the truth is funny. Think about it.
Monty Python is only funny because it's true that the strident cultural value of polished English decorum at all costs regularly invites people to act in ways that range from stuffy and emotionally dishonest to contradicted and absurd.
The comic strip "Dilbert" is only funny because we readily recognize the predominant misery and meaninglessness of the practices, expectations and leadership of the modern corporate workplace.
Dana Carvey's famous "Saturday Night Live" character "The Church Lady" is only funny because, well, if you have ever spent much time in a Christian parish, you've met her. You know you have. The caricature isn't even all that exaggerated. I've never set foot in a church that didn't have at least one Church Lady. Some have entire organized teams.
Gallagher once said that "men would be better lovers if they would learn to cook, because then they would know that a stove has more settings than 'off' and 'high.' They would learn terms like 'simmer,' and 'slow rolling boil.' When making a quiche, they would mix the eggs slowly, deliberately, gently. They would keep it a quiche, and resist the temptation to whip the eggs and say 'Oh hell, I'll have scrambled eggs!' "
And when the camera panned the audience, couples were quaking with laughter. Because Gallagher's critique was undeniably true.
Do you remember a few years ago when comedian Chris Rock hosted the Academy Awards? Do you remember the bit that he filmed at a movie theater complex in Inglewood, Calif., a predominantly black neighborhood? He simply interviewed family after family, couple after couple, individuals, asking them to name this year's films nominated for Best Picture. And over and over people couldn't identify them. Because they hadn't seen them.
And what Chris was asking me to examine was so true, I remember I could barely laugh at all. My breath sucked out of me. Oh. My. God.
I'll miss George Carlin. I thought he was brilliant.