The SPIN Interview: Julian Casablancas

For a guy who's personified unflappable cool for a decade, Stroke Julian Casablancas has plenty at stake with his solo debut.
Julian Casablancas / Photographed for SPIN by Guy Aroch

Six weeks before the October release of Phrazes for the Young, Julian Casablancas' wonderfully familiar (that voice!) and far-out (those synths!) solo debut, the erstwhile Strokes frontman is sitting in his publicist's downtown Manhattan office, gently disagreeing with the notion that he's been keeping a low profile.

For Pros About to Rock

Meet more corporate bands still workin' for the weekend.
Jonathan Landay of Nobody's Business / Photo courtesy nobizband.com

In our November 2009 issue, Tyler Gray explores how the economic downturn has impacted white collar Americans who work in the financial industry and moonlight in rock bands. But Wall Streeters aren't the only folks who do some weekend axe-wielding. Here are a few more bands that sprouted from various industries.

ENGINEERS

Bad Company

As black clouds engulf the economy, moonlighting bankers, traders, and hedge fund managers are now finding it harder to rock like hurricanes.
photo by Jeff Mermelstein

It was 4 P.M. on July 26, 2007, and the markets had just closed. Credit Suisse, the billion-dollar Zurich-based bank, had shut down the block in front of its digs at Madison Avenue and 24th Street in Manhattan. Beer and soda chilled in giant tubs. food stations slung burgers, hot dogs, and gourmet barbecue from restaurateur Danny Meyer's Blue Smoke.

Wale: Mad Decent

He's a humble, smart, sensitive rapper with a clutch of A-list co-signs. But why is Wale so frustrated?
Wale / Photographed for SPIN by Jason Nocito

Wale is sitting quietly at a table in ESPN Zone, a grotesque Times Square tourist-trap restaurant. Dressed in black jeans and a T-shirt, with his trademark fitted Washington Nationals cap, he nods his head nervously. Servers gawk at the rapper, nearly tipping over plates of soggy Buffalo wings as they pass by, but dejection covers his face. "Look at this, it's on the blogs already," he says.

Q&A: Monsters of Folk

Assembled from choice parts of My Morning Jacket, Bright Eyes, and She & Him, Monsters of Folk go on a quiet rampage.
James, Oberst, Ward, Mogis / Photo by Mark Abrahams

The term "supergroup" tends to get thrown around a lot, but often the tag just doesn't sit right. Consider Damn Yankees. Or Zwan. Or more recently, Chickenfoot. While these groups technically fit the definition -- a band whose members are already famous from having performed individually or in other groups -- does anyone truly believe that they're super?

The Oral History of 2 Tone

For the Specials, Madness, and the (English) Beat, ska wasn't all just black and white. Thirty years on, here's the colorful story behind the label that started a revolution.

There's a scene in Alex Cox's 1986 film Sid & Nancy that foreshadows the end for the star-crossed punk lovers: One of their cohorts shows up in a trilby hat, shiny tonic suit, and skinny tie, having ditched his safety pins and leather. "I don't wanna be a punk anymore," he explains. "I wanna be a rude boy, like my dad."

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