Antlers, The Catalyst, Magnetic Band

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sometimes you just need to be reaffirmed in life. Tonight was one of those nights.

This morning on the way to work, I forgot my computer, so I had to turn around and get it. Now, I don’t mind being late for work. At my age, after all the years I’ve been going to the same job, I could careless. But I hate sitting in traffic. Sitting in traffic and listening to Heathers sing “Waiter” which is a song basically about feeling like a fucking zombie and wondering when time, which will not wait for you, will kick in to gear and life will start again. Yea, when yr in a metal box going zero miles an hour, fuck it, shit is lame.

So going to see some of Richmond’s best at my friend Gideon’s house on a Thursday night was no fucking joke. First up, the Magnetic Band, Gideon’s new project. They were fucking out there. Total noise jam shit. Dudes were having a good time and a good time setting the mood for a house show is very necessary. I hope in this town, a band like The Magnetic Band can find an audience.

Following them was The Catalyst. It’s been a few years since I last saw this band and boy have they gotten AWESOME. They were pretty fucking good before, but now they are amazing. They have sort of come into their own, taking the Nirvana and Sabbath riffs and making them into something more their own. They have adopted a more post punk stance, but they still know how to have a good fucking time too. I need to get me a copy of their last EP, but the new album Swallow Your Teeth is pretty fucking bitchin. Get it, you will not be sorry.

Antlers is another band I haven’t seen in a while. I don’t think they’ve played DC since the last time I saw them. They have also gotten seriously tight too. They played a batch of new songs that are just as fierce and powerful as their debut album. They also added a new bass player who seems to add a bit of a sonic gut punch that makes them all the more dynamic.

The photo you see here is of Christian Brady of Antlers. It’s the last shot of the night, and I think one of the best I took. Check out the rest of my flickr page for more awesome shots. Music is awesome. You should listen to some of it right now.



Pissed Jeans – King of Jeans

Pissed Jeans
King of Jeans
Sub Pop

Within 10 seconds of dropping Pissed Jeans new album King of Jeans into my CD player I was pulverized. I’ve never been overpowered and held down by a CD before. I mean the choke hold was placed and I decided my best defense was submission. By the time I got to the end of the album I felt beaten, battered, abused, kick and spent. This album isn’t just good, it’s fucking amazing. Pissed Jeans operate on their own plane of musical battery. It’s poetic in it’s depraved, self inflicted violence. The disgust is turned inward, and pulled from the guts is a pummeling chaos. But Pissed Jeans are probably to sullen to actually give a shit.

Two years ago Pissed Jeans entered the lexicon of punk rock with the stunning drudge filled Hope for Men. Some how these four rust belt rockers wanted to bludgeon their unsuspecting audience, replete with lyrics exacerbating the mundane. But it caught on and created a buzz. I admit that at first I didn’t really get it. It was just so self evasive, but under the reverb toned guitars and slurred, grumbled vocals was an explosion waiting to happen. King of Jeans is that explosion. It forgets none of what made Hope for Men exceptional but turns the loathing into a celebratory party. The music is almost perverted, but not objectifying. It’s the perversion of self. And rather then sulk in their room they’re going out in public, seeing movies, pounding the pavement, and worshiping punk rock fashion. But only from afar. The Pissed Jeans are way too nervous, self aware and awkward to actually talk to anyone.

So where to go when an album does the unthinkable? We embrace the shit out of it. This album is the epitome of a new era, the isolated digitally induced and poorly named “information age”. It marvels in it’s absurdity, but it’s realistic in all the ticks, twitches, and shame. Pissed Jeans may or may not be tongue in cheek in their delivery, but it doesn’t matter because the music is going to hit you over the head. No one is doing that anymore. Maybe they want to bore you to tears. Maybe they want to chase you from the room, but they sure have a hell of great way of going about it.

We could talk day in and day out about their influences and many of those names would pay homage to the record collections of these four goof balls, but really who gives a shit. Music doesn’t come from thin air and if it did, it wouldn’t be that interesting. Most of the time, it isn’t very interesting. Pissed Jeans aren’t trying to engage you on any level but there own. And it may seem like it’s at the bottom but no one’s fucking touching this.

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Magrudergrind/Asshole Parade and More at St. Stephens Church, Washington DC

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This Friday I went to an awesome hardcore show. I am not the biggest fan of hardcore music. I think there are some great bands, Trash Talk, Paint it Black, Eating Glass, Blacklisted, but over all it’s not my thing. I feel a bit too old at shows like these anymore. This rings especially true at hardcore shows where the audience is generally younger than your average indie show. But I totally didn’t care. I knew the week was gonna be kind of tough and that some smashing, crazy, loud hardcore would be good for me. It was a lot of fun. Following is a quick rundown of what I saw:

Positive Noise: A thrash, skate punk influenced band from Michigan. These dudes are pretty dedicated to paying respect to the old skool sound, but they defiantly don’t mind letting go a bit.

Crucial Cause: This band was great. They are from Oakland, CA and sound exactly like some of the first punk bands I had ever heard growing up in Sacramento. A great old skool west coast sound.

Sick Fix: These locals I think are underrated and could have easily headlined this show. I guess they are a newer band then Magrudergrind but they were totally awesome. The opening instrumental song was fucking amazing. Lady singer, great tight playing. Can’t wait for an album by this band.

Coke Bust: Fast, loud and lots of jumps. The kids love them.

Assholeparade!: Old dudes can still play thrash music. I was really into watching this band. Not a tone of movement but an awesome onslaught of noise and short musical bursts. Rumor has it after 14 years they are putting it to bed. I hope not. Some of the dudes are in Religious as Fuck and Dead Friends. Awesome bands.

Magrudergrind: I haven’t seen a grind band this good since Pig Destroyer. They were loud as fuck. A little more rudimentary then the Pig Destroyer kids, but no less brutal and no less loud. The kids were going off and their new CD is fucking triumphant.

So there you have it. Another good show for the books. Too bad you weren’t there. Get awesome, live trying.


Vinyl Review #1

It is pretty much a shame that I am writing about vinyl records on the internet. It makes me incredibly sad. It is not made any easier by the fact that I am doing it while listening to Paul Baribeau is playing over my speakers. But I have recently decided to re-enter the world of analog buying after a good five year boycott on vinyl. Which means there are a lot of records I have missed out on. I think it was the CD collections of The Make Up and Discount that pissed me off. I owned pretty much all those singles by both those bands. What the fuck? That was before the internet too. Those CD’s just made those pieces of vinyl feel worthless.

But the hum of a slab of vinyl can not be beat. I have denied that in the past, but listening to “The Rolling Clouds” makes me eat those words. This is Paul Baribeau’s contribution to this split 7″ with Your Heart Breaks. It is a very beautiful release. Black and White line drawings and the record is white vinyl. It feels almost sacrilegious to be pressing the needle against these beautiful groves. This song is Paul Baribeau’s magnum opus. It’s gotta be three minutes at least and it’s really sad and subdued. If this is the new direction his output is heading I am intrigued. The song is amazing as expected. The reverse side is Your Heart Breaks with “Torey Pines”. It is a soft rocker with a little more instrumentation. It’s reminiscent of early nineties pop. Sorta Vaselines or Beat Happening-ish. The sleeve lists Kimya Dawson as a contributor. A nice poppy track.

I also received today a Bomb the Music Industry/Laura Stevenson and the Cans split 7″. This piece of wonder is from the awesome people at Kiss of Death. Bomb the Music Industry is perhaps one of the most consistent bands I have ever heard and they do not disappoint. Their original contribution “This is my Bailout” is pretty flippin awesome. Do they break new ground, no. Is it quality music like they always deliver? Fucking right. They also do a cover of Laura Stevenson’s “A Shine To It” throwing her bedroom pop through their filter and making it a fun party song. It’s got a bit of do0wop swing to it and I think an accordion as well as some bells. Stellar times as always. Laura Stevenson is not my cup of tea. It’s not bad music by any stretch, but I can’t really say it grabs me and that’s a shame. She offers a version of BtMI’s “It Ceases to be Whining if you’re Still Shitting Blood.” It could be your thing. It’s just not mine, but I don’t feel let down or anything.

Pink Razors are probably the best pop punk band since The Max Levine Ensemble and I finally got their Rorschach Records seven inch. It’s only three songs, but they are awesome. It was recorded sometime in 2006 and shows the growth from their first release Scene Suicide and foreshadows their fantastic Waiting to Wash Up. The A-Side offers up “First Degree” and it’s probably my new favorite Pink Razors song. The B-side offers two more awesome tracks. It was supposed to have a digital download but the site is no longer there. I guess that’s what I get for getting on this band wagon three years too late. Whatever, glad I got this. Buy all of their stuff. The new album just got pressed to CD by No Idea and is available on iTunes.

Two weeks ago I picked up the Pizza/Tideland split 7″. I think Mike Taylor (who plays in Pizza) put this out. It’s pretty weird and not what I expected at all. Pizza reminds me of Sebedoh from back in the day. That Mike Taylor is in this band doesn’t surprise me. Tideland is pretty noisy and somewhat a-Tonal and dirty sounding. Both bands are definitely paying homage to the grunge/Seattle/90’s indie rock years. Sorta scary music, Tideland gives me the chills. Pizza just trips me out. It doesn’t sound like Sebedoh I should clarify, it just reminds me of their weird records.

Finally, in my package today I got Chris Clavin’s newish album The Roads Don’t Lead Home, The Roads Lead Everywhere. It’s kinda like his band Ghost Mice’s Europe CD both in approach and style. Each song is about a city, he tells some sort of story from each of these towns. Of all his “solo” stuff I have heard so far, this is his best in my opinion. The song writing seems a little more rehearsed and precise. Also the sound quality is pretty top notch. It’s a well mastered piece of vinyl and considering dude probably recorded this on his iBook on Garageband, it says a lot about the whole approach to the album compared to some of the Captain Chaos stuff. If you are a fan of Chris’s work then you will fall in love with this album. I did very quickly and know I will be listening to it quite a bit over the next few weeks.

I ordered most of this stuff from No Idea Records. It only took a week and a half to get them by media mail which is pretty good, even if I did get antsy. All in all it was like 22 bucks, plus I got the new Cometubus (which I never read before) and a free single (which is good but unidentified). I think I want to try to do this once a month. I will write about it here. I am really stoked about this stuff. I hope you check some stuff out too.

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