These bands made me wistfully sentimental of the ’80s, but not being what I’ll call a music scholar, this was purely an emotional response. White Lies brought to mind bands I really liked – Echo and the Bunnymen, Joy Division/New Order, The Cure. Friendly Fires’ territory I’m less familiar with. While not opposed to European-style dance music (or even, in some cases, what was once called “house music” and “dub” but I’m pretty certain isn’t anymore), I know nothing of this genre or the multi-splintered sub-genres this mutated into throughout the late ’80s up until now. So I figured I’d better do a little research so I didn’t feel like a complete idiot.
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Better late than never. Work obligations, the oppressive cold bearing down, and all that. But last Sunday, a distant and rapidly fading memory now, I braved the elements (snowy, windy and cold as they were) to see three really great L.A. bands at T.T. The Bear’s Place in Cambridge. And as I so often am at these times that finally inspire me to get my ass off my small island and down from the North Shore into the city, I was cold, lonely and bereft of inspiration, desperately in need of an indie band live music fix. These guys really delivered for me.
share this:[Note that this is culled from a few random scribblings during the shows that I’m trying to decipher now, my fuzzy memory, plus a quick crawl through their MySpace pages. It was the first time I had seen any of these folks, and I was only marginally familiar with some of their music beforehand, so I’m afraid these won’t be terribly intelligent reviews. Nor especially useful in any way. But suffice it to say they were all superb. The one exception may have been “Terrapin,” but that might just be personal preference, since a quick look at their MySpace page tells me they’re quite popular.]
P.S. If you enjoy laughing over other people’s misery, you can read my L.A. trip review.
share this:I probably should have realized, as we were sitting on the runway on our United flight from Boston to Los Angeles, and it was announced over the loudspeaker that our pilots were having some problems with the transportation from their hotel, and we would have to wait for them to arrive (obviously), that this was not a good omen for our trip. Over an hour later, we were finally taking off.
share this:After promising earlier this year that I would make a concerted effort to support local bands, finally last night I decided that I was in the mood for some live music. I headed out to a show at The Middle East Upstairs, featuring four Boston-area bands: Left Hand Does, Thick As Thieves, This Car Up & The Shills. I had given them all a quick listen first on MySpace and they sounded very cool and indie rock & pop-ish, with some pretty melodic stuff mixed in – just what I wanted.
share this:I suppose in one sense I’m embarrassed to have won tickets for this amazing show from WZBC (last pair they were giving out the day of the performance), as I could sense there was a frantic surge of hardcore Wire fans trying to score them as well. And then I pop in, completely clueless and unfamiliar with their music (but very familiar by name and reputation). To add to the insult, I brought someone along with me who was equally clueless. However, to make up for all that, I’m proud to say that there are now two brand new Wire fans, and I will be chasing down their recordings.
share this:Why, when discussing a group’s new album, do so many reviewers have the need to compare their sound to other bands? Is it that they wish to show off their musical pedigree and expertise by name-dropping the flavors of the day?
I count no less than 20 different groups that Airborne Toxic Event’s music has been compared to. They are as follows: The Smiths, Interpol, Franz Ferdinand, The Strokes, Trash Can Sinatras, Blondie, The Jam, Psychedelic Furs, New Order, Modest Mouse, Arcade Fire, Rilo Kiley, Billy Corgan, Arctic Monkeys, Vampire Weekend, U2, Marvelous 3, Maximo Park, Morrissey, and Echo & the Bunnymen. I’m sure there have been others, but that will do for now. Well, I’ll go ahead and toss one more on the pile, courtesy of my dad, who says they remind him of The Beatles. Yes, that’s right, The Beatles. Their latter work, I’m fairly certain, as “you want to be out on the street, crawling up the walls like a cat in heat” is quite a far cry from “I Wanna Hold Your Hand.” But surely it’s no more bizarre than Blondie. Seriously… Blondie??
share this:As unlikely as it sounds, the impossibly amazing Airborne Toxic Event performed a life-altering hour-long set at WFNX’s celebration of debauchery, “A Midsummer Night’s Dream”. Featuring sexy scantily clad ladies and creepy guys in bathrobes and cowboy hats, shirttails and athletic socks, and the obligatory “dick in a box”, the event begged the eternal question: how is it that people EVER hook up?
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