I was in New York last weekend staying at my friend’s place and noticed the first record in his record crate was Mika Miko’s We Be Xuxa LP. I gave him and myself an internal high-five because it got me really stoked to see Mika Miko’s Clavin sisters (Jennifer and Jessica) at DC9 in their newest band Bleached the following week.
It was going to be a fun show. Hunters, touring with Bleached, were rumored to be excellent live performers, and Dischord Records‘Priests are local favorites of mine and should be for anyone who likes strong female-fronted punk bands.
The Clavin sisters took to the stage as an eager crowd filled around them. Supermodel-sexy drummer Jonathan Safley followed, covered in tattoos, and limping with a cane. ”We partied really hard in Atlanta, it was his first time drinking,” they joked. ”He did a jump kick off our tour van,” Jennifer explained to us. Bleached launched into “Dreaming Without You” to an overly receptive crowd that didn’t calm down for their entire set.
Alright, bozos. If you haven’t fit The Pinch into your rotation of places to see really good shows free, don’t get all pissed when I call you out for being lazy. It’s never too late to play catch up, though, and tomorrow I’ve got a few reasons for you to come out:
We love Sal Go, so naturally we’re on board with her band. We also love ladies that kick ass and takes names, and Sal’s a busy lady with many projects. She’s involved in multiple bands, designs show posters, and has even written for TVD in the past. We wonder if there is anything she can’t do.
It’s good to have The Feelies back, touring somewhat regularly for the past couple of years. I’m happy to ride the wave of momentum they have built recently, playing shows rumored to include multiple sets and epic encores. Wednesday’s 9:30 Club performance was no exception. Feelies fans were rewarded with excellent beer and music in exchange for making their way over the mid-week hump to catch the show.
Once dubbed “The Best Underground Band in NY” by the Village Voice, The Feelies have had multiple self-imposed setbacks that might have contributed to them flying a bit under the musical radar. As The Feelies gained momentum in the early ’80s with their brilliant and unconventional release Crazy Rhythms, followed by the The Good Earth, touring frustrations arose and the band disappeared for five years. They released a couple more albums, dealt with a shitty manager, shared a cross-country tour with Lou Reed, and then founding member Bill Million lost interest in music, and the band split up… for 17 years.
Thankfully, Dogfish Head Brewery have good taste and curated an event with great beer and even better music. I’m sure snagging The Feelies for an event is no easy feat. I’ll say this: it was weird to see a beer logo projected onto the wall while a still relatively underground indie band played, which just drove home the whole college rock thing often associated with the band.
After a 19-year break, post-punk essential band The Feelies are still churning out great music with their fifth studio album, Here Before. They’ll be at the 9:30 Club this Wednesday, March 27, presented by Dogfish Head Brewery.
People generally shit on New Jersey, but if anything good ever emerged from the Garden state, it’s The Feelies (and The Shirelles, and The Vivian Girls, and…I digress). Often lumped in with post-punk or (my favorite) the “college rock” genre, Feelies’ songs are known for layered jangly guitars and the fast pace of their Crazy Rhythms (the title of their best-known and first album, and the title track below, for those that don’t get my reference).
After a brief self-imposed exhile in the ’80s, The Feelies recorded The Good Earth with the help of Peter Buck of REM. This is how I think they have ended up with the horrible “college rock” classification that I associate with shit like Blues Traveler, and, well, REM (whose early stuff is not shit, though).
Few things keep me smiling for days like a good live show, other than getting laid or making some shit I’m really proud of.
One of the joys of my post-conference four-day weekend was experiencing Captured Tracks‘ dream/punk lovelies Beach Fossils play a show so raucous I am still scraping blood off of my knees. ” This is definitely the most fun crowd we’ve played for so far,” said singer Dustin Payseur to a crowd of bright, young shining faces. DC’s Young Rapids and Go Cozy primed the sold-out crowd at DC9 last Friday with glimmering indie, setting the tone for a very memorable evening.
So, I’ve been to my share of punk rock shows, and I’m always one of the few girls jumping around in the pit ready to get sweaty. I’ve writhed around with dudes three times bigger than me, gotten stomped, moshed, and fallen on, but there is always someone ready to help me out; it’s just show etiquette This Beach Fossils show was a bunch of pointy teen elbows flying from all directions. With the start of the opening song, the self-titled first track off Clash the Trueth, Payseur dissapeared into the audience. ”I can tell you guys are going to be fun,” he exclaimed, and pandemonium ensued.
The first time I saw Beach Fossils, they played a barely attended show at The Velvet Lounge, on tour right before their self-titled LP was released. I remember vividly walking right up to Dustin Payseur and telling him how fantastic I thought they were, and he charmingly thanked me and told me they would be back soon touring to promo the full-length LP.
It’s been a few years since then, and now Beach Fossils headline a sold-out DC9 this Friday, touring in support of Clash The Truth, the band’s second full-length LP released on Captured Tracks.
Originally a solo performer, Payseur has cycled through many musicians to eventually form Beach Fossils. While Cole Smith of DIIV got away, an energetic stage presence still persists, and Brooklyn’s Beach Fossils have amassed a large following. Clash the Truth, produced by The Men’s Ben Greenberg, strides past “bedroom project” towards something this is more punk in its roots.
The DC Funk-Punk Throwback Jam will feature pioneering go-go acts such as Trouble Funk, Junkyard and DJ Kool, along with the pivotal DC hardcore bands Worlds Collide, Black Market Baby, Youth Brigade, and more. The entire event is hosted by none other than Henry Rollins, who is also DJing the Corcoran gallery opening.
The Corcoran’s Pump Me Up ”traces the history of graffiti in Washington while emphasizing its inextricable ties to the burgeoning forms of local music.” The 9:30 Club will showcase some of the top-billing bands that appeared on go-go posters that lined the city in the 1980s. The exhibition includes sections on the work of “COOL ‘DISCO’ DAN, the DC punk, hardcore, and Go-Go scenes, concert posters…and other visual culture.”
While Sundays are for snuggling with a date hungover in front of the TV watching an Archer marathon, anyone who made it to the sold-out Toro Y Moi show at the 9:30 Club were in for a dance party, whether they liked it or not.
Joined by Dog Bite and Wild Belle, the club slowly filled with the audience for Toro Y Moi, but those who missed opening band Wild Belle should be punching themselves right now.
As Toro Y Moi took the stage, it looked like a Blinds2Go ad. Four white panels framed the stage as the crowd filled up extremely tight, uncomfortably so. It’s exciting to see so many people pumped for a show. A diverse crowd of jocks, hipsters, and the 24-35, the crowd was a suitable demographic for Myspace advertisements.
Honestly, as I looked around, I did not see as many neon clad youngsters as I expected. Well, lo and behold, those Blinds2Go were a trippy neon background that framed and highlighted the silhouette of each band member. Not the most riveting performers live, this helped add some visual pop to their performance. But this all didn’t matter because what was coming out of those gigantic speakers was pure bliss.