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Thursday, June 11, 2009 |
The John's Guerrilla from Japan were rad:
Lead singer in foppish Hendrix-like digs with scarf and bell bottoms. And did it up, put on a show. Howlin and flailin about. Making restraint in rock'n'roll look as sad as it is. Last song was this epic number with about 12 different parts that was high theater. Big Marshall's filled up the club. This weird refraction of rock that rocked. They are from Shibuya in Tokyo on their US tour. Dug it.
Then, The Wildcat Choir, just guitar and
bass drums, cool stuff. Some rockin tunes. Their MySpace page has tracks from their rehearsals, sounds good. Like this flyer too:
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Sunday, June 7, 2009 |
Camera Obscura was pop pleasure, sugar candy, romance nostalgia. Check out this over-the-top sap video:
Great to hear her sing in the Showbox to a full house that was appreciative. Her voice is mesmerizing. Could have gone for more of their upbeat stuff instead of the slow stuff, but what can ya do?
Agent Ribbons in fluorescent wear. Fav moment of their set: violin lets loose while the guitarist tuned. Give the violinist some! They had some rockin stuff, some stuff that was more like theater or vaudeville or musicals or something. Again, more rock por favor.
The Lonely Forest, Anacortes representing, now they had some rock. Those guys have that NW power pop, sincere sound down. Rising stars. Megan Selig sums them up pretty good here.
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Monday, June 1, 2009 |
Saw a bunch of bands at the Funhouse:
Watch it Sparkle
No pics or flyer but you can watch it On Demand via Comcast -- weird. They were there filming for "Battle of the Bands" not sure exactly what the battle was. Lotsa bright lights and cameras -- too bright, not right in the Funhouse.
Nonetheless, despite the lights, Camellias sounded tight and then Watch It Sparkle tore it up. Missed some of the other bands for Funhouse bball, but then caught SpinalCracker. There was some modest moshing for that.
Gotta love the way they pour at the Funhouse.
Son Things in the fine tradition of indie rock. Keeping a torch burning for that certain sound, urgent yet restrained, sincere with a punch. Good tunes. Liking "Son Gone" on their MySpace page.
Dimples wrote these short songs, had a k punk thing going on, with stage banter and indie pop. Kawaii. That 50s drum beat.
Rad Touch was loud, like four times as loud as the other two bands. They were shredders, rock and roll.
The Monkey Pub, a fine Seattle institution.
Caught three of four bands at the High Dive on a low key Tuesday, April 28th:
Volifonix were funk from Eugene. They were havin fun up there. Felt like college.
Guitar pedal board:
Then was The Color of East were next. Definitely not funk but they were tight. Lettin it all out:
Then was Ghostship. Some good riffs and jams. No drummer, but bassist had bass drum and snare drum with kick pedal and guitarist had high hat, so they had a sort of primitive drum sound beat that thumped along with the metronome-like syncopation to their blues. Both guys had chops. One had painted fingernails.
(All photos except flyer by Adam Forslund.)