Weekly Picks -4/6

April 6th, 2009

Another great week of live music in LA and Long Beach. Thanks for joining us! If you like what we’re trying to do, pass us along to your peeps

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Monday: 4/6
Juliette Commagere, 9PM @ The Echo, Echo Park

Tuesday: 4/7
Electrocute, 9PM @ Spaceland, Silverlake
Decelis, 7PM, @ Hotel Cafe, Hollywood
Angela Wood, 10 PM @ Dakota Lounge, Hollywood

Wednesday: 4/8
The Bumpers, 9PM @ Mr. T’s, Highland Park
Tasso, 9PM @ Scene Bar, Glendale
Tall Tales, 9PM @ L’Keg, Echo Park

Thursday: 4/9
Bobb Bruno, 9PM @ The Smell, Echo Park
Del The Funky Homosapien, 9PM @ The Glass House, Pomona

Friday: 4/10
Dark Star Orchestra, 9PM @ El Rey, Los Angeles
The Amateurs, 9PM @ Pehrspace, Echo Park
Railcars, 10PM @ The Smell, Echo Park

Saturday: 4/11
B-Side Players, 9PM @ Saint Rocke, Hermosa Beach
Punk Rock Social, 9PM @ Alex’s, Long Beach
She Kills Robots, 9PM @ Room 5, Los Angeles

Sunday: 4/12
Headlights, 9PM @ Spaceland, Silverlake
The Cult of Horns Events, 9PM @ The Scene Bar, Glendale

The Frontier Brothers

April 4th, 2009

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Last night was a fairly epic zig zag across town. I met some friends for dinner downtown, drove west back to Hollywood for a thing, and then up to Three of Clubs. And like the soundtrack to my race across the finish line (if it were a movie, it’d totally be in slow mo), The Frontier Brothers‘ power pop patted me on the back.

…Actually, I got there early. There was no music; no one patted me anywhere. So when The Frontier Brothers went on an hour and a half later, I was more than ready to see how they’d deliver on the promise of their album, Space Punk Starlet.

Turns out “epic” was the theme of the night. I’m not sure if it was the size and mood of the club (Three of Clubs is small and dark), but The FBs commanded the room. With their big, quirky anthems and frantic jumping, they seemed more cut out for a larger venue, or at least one with a stage more than 3 inches off the ground.

The singer (whose name I regretfully missed) was the decided leader of the band. His suit, swagger and guitar leads made him the classic front man. Oh yeah, and the make up. I never quite figured out what The Frontier Brothers were trying to conjure up (visitors from outer worlds?), but they seemed to be going for Glam with their talk of spaceships and the singer’s painted-on red stripe across his eyes. In any case, the music and schtick worked together to create both a band, and an idea of a band. Like I said, “epic.”

B. Soika
www.loudvine.com

The Phenomenauts

April 4th, 2009

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I love rockabilly. There aren’t more fun shows to go to from seeing the pomped and creeper wearing crowd to the all out chaos of the pit. And if there’s one rockabilly band you see in all your life, make it the Phenomenauts. The band first came out all wearing the same uniform looking like they just got back from a space mission in another galaxy. Their completely eccentric appearance didn’t begin to make sense until they began a countdown that initiated an explosion of fog and confetti that engulfed the crowed as they launched into a rocking version of The Year 2000.

Immediately the crowd got excited, especially the band’s hardcore fans, also known as cadets, who came dressed like the band and knew the words to every song. After getting tossed around in the pit for a little while, I joined in on a chorus of “Earth is the best” led by the Phenomenauts‘ singer at which point the keyboardist brought out a huge Earth balloon and tossed it over the crowd. At the end of a solid set, they finally ended with “Science and Honor” that rocked so hard I swear I felt the floor shaking. Then, in true Phenomenauts space rocker style, they ended transmission, saluted the crowd, and left the stage. All I can say is, I can’t wait until they come back to LA because I’ve rarely seen a better show.

Elene P.
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Bloody Robots @ The Smell

April 3rd, 2009

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You know what the best part of a thrash metal song is? It’s the part where, after a fair amount of build up, everything goes batshit crazy. It’s the part where everyone on stage lets loose – they channel all that is wild and unholy – and it rules. Now, take that break-shit energy, extend it for an entire set, and you have Bloody Robots. They were playing the Smell last night for a Food not Bombs benefit. As far as venues go, this downtown location is hidden down an alley wedged between fancy upscale urbanites and the crack addicts of Skid Row. Perfect place to see some musical insanity, right? Well, Bloody Robots delivered. Their rip-roaring clang frenzy of discordant art noise really put the metal in thrash metal. Literally.

With a name like Bloody Robots, it makes sense that all of their songs focused on merging mand and machine. In “Flesh and Bolts”, singer/bassist Jimmy Fusil (AKA Jimbot) declared, “This is the struggle of meat and metal, rusting on the inside and bleeding on the outside.” During one doom-funk number Jimbot simply chanted “1001001″ over and over again while drummer Thomas Cabela (AKA Model T) went loose on his sick drum-kit. Lyrics aside, most of the set was hardcore intense thrash-jam. Together, this duo sounded like a chainsaw factory being assaulted by bazookas.

The only thing that really sucked about the show was their audience. Bloody Robots are thrashy, but they also have a strong following in the experimental noise scene. I love me some noise, but most of the people in the crowd just stood there looking like glazed over cattle. Really people? Jimbot was up there headbanging and playing his bass like rabid dog on methamphetamine but no one in the audience was as much as headbanging. How do you just stand and sway to thrash? I really wish there had been a more metal-head-oriented fan base at this gig. I mean, at one point Jimbot put down his bass to just clang sticks on metal poles. Based on their playing alone, Bloody Robots deserved a brawl at least!

Regardless of a lame crowd, this show was sick. Bloody Robots played their asses off and for a good cause no less. Donating to charity never felt so good. Or evil.

-Rachel K.
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Black Math Horseman @ Redwood Bar & Grill

March 31st, 2009

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Doom metal has a very special place in my heart. If its got low, droning bass lines that pound into your skull for 8+ minutes, I am so there. Even better than that, add some shoegazy effects and you get what I affectionately call “bootgaze.” Like an expensive bottle of red wine, its dark psychedelic flavors have to be sipped and savored. It’s dark and dreamy and there are only a few bands out there that really nail it. So when I discovered that LA has its own indie dark-psyche act, and that they were playing ten minutes away from my house, you can imagine how stoked I was. Black Math Horseman gave a killer show and claimed their place in the doom metal canon.

But before I get into their music, I have to give a quick shout out to some really cool Angelinos out there. You see, I found out about Black Math Horsemans show so last minute that I couldn’t find anyone to go to the Pirate-themed Redwood Bar and Grill. As I discovered, being alone at a pirate bar is a very special kind of pathetic. Luckily, a random group of strangers adopted me for the evening. LA isn’t just phony Scenesters, there are some really cool people at these shows. You know who you are: Thanks for being rad.

Anyway, back to Black Math Horseman. They were all about epic, noisy haze. Singer/bassist Sera Timms was channeling a dark Pagan Goddess as she weaved her voice into evil melodies. Guitarists Ian Barry and Bryan Tulao mingled riffs and solos for crazy long periods of time. Not surprising, as really good doom metal means extended instrumental numbers that hypnotize the listener into a murky daze. Grounding it all was Sasha Popovic’s thunderous, tribal drum pounding. With these guys supporting her, Timms even let out the occasional black metal shriek. I was so pleased.

But if we’re talking drone-doom music, then it’s all about one thing: the bass. This is where Black Math Horseman really proved their worth. Timm’s slow vibrating bass riffs were what made the music so freaking evil. It was like being trapped in a subterranean cave filled with slow-motion thunder and lightning. Or, as they say on their myspace page: “Pure spirits by ritual dismemberment.”

To my dismay, Black Math Horseman didn’t have any kind of merch for sale at their show. And sadly, their record wont drop for another two weeks. But if you also have a soft spot for some really killer bootgaze, you wont mind. Black Math Horseman are worth the wait.

-Rachel K.
www.loudvine.com

The Asteroids Galaxy Tour @ The Echo

March 31st, 2009

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So, we had two options. Either listen to them on KCRW or go to the Echo and watch them live on Friday. I chose to go to Echo and listen, and of course, I am talking about The Asteroids Galaxy Tour. And boy I am so glad that I did. Seriously, how different could it be being at The Echo on a Friday night listening to a danish pop and funk sensation I wondered to myself as I waited outside to get in? Then I  had my answer as soon as I walked in and there was a definite sense of anticipation for this band to go on.

With a lead singer that looks like she walked out of a closet owned by Grace Slick and Janis Joplin but with an elegance all her own, The Asteroids Galaxy Tour, led by the incredible and playful Mette Lindberg and the keys of Lars Iversen took the stage and set beautiful melodies, blown to a soft brass section behind them  and started to ease into the set with a psychedelic flashing light concoction and lime green lights illuminating the echo stage all to a semi-nude drummer. Hmm, only a few seconds into the set, and I was already hooked to sounds of The Asteroids Galaxy Tour.

Sometimes the best thing about music is our inability, or simply not wanting to label it . Let’s just say that this 60’s flavored singer blazes a danish funk pop combination of stellar sounds, that you simply label The Asteroids Galaxy Tour, and dam it, you leave it at that. The Music is fun, unique, and truly stands on its own.

There was a packed crowd at The Echo this night to see The Asteroids Galaxy Tour for their first ever show in Los Angeles. And it wont be the last if this performance was any indication. Personally, I really like how these euros came to LA with a big fucking smile on their faces, and gave us lucky folk an incredible night of live music and killed their set.

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Weekly Picks – 3/30

March 30th, 2009

Another totally filling, filled, and fulfilling week of music in LA is coming up. Here are this week’s picks. For every show, click here:

Monday: 3/30
Kissing Cousins, 9PM @ The Echo, Echo Park
Nico Stai, 9PM @ Spaceland, Silver Lake

Tuesday: 3/31
Horse Stories, 8PM, @ Hotel Cafe, Hollywood
Fitz & The Trantrums, 11 PM @ Hotel Café, Hollywood

Wednesday: 4/1
The Pastilles, 9PM @ Old Town Pub, Pasadena
Nacoteque, 8PM @ Conga Room, Los Angeles
Bloody Robots, 9PM @ The Smell, Echo Park

Thursday: 4/2
Robert Francis, 9PM @ Troubadour, West Hollywood
Warped Tour Kick Off with The Adolescents, TSOL, TV/TV, TAT, Sing it Loud, 9PM @ The Key Club, Hollywood
Voxhaul Broadcast, 9PM @ The Echo, Echo Park
The Doghouse Lords, 9PM @ The Redwood Bar, Glendale
Bobby Mathos, 8PM @ Catalina’s, Hollywood

Friday: 4/3
Japanese Motors, 9PM @ Saint Rocke, Hermosa Beach
The Get Up Kids, 9PM @ Troubadour, West Hollywood
Life on The Bang Bus, 9PM @ Motion LA, Los Angeles
The Phatal DJ, 8PM @ Natural Musuem, Los Angeles
The Break Ups, 9PM @ Pehrspace, Echo Park

Saturday: 4/4
One Trick Pony, 9PM @ Pehrspace, Echo Park
Leslie & The Lye’s, 8PM @ The El Rey, Los Angeles
Ratatat, 9PM @ Hollywood Palladium, Hollywood
Fiona Landers, 9PM @ Room 5, Los Angeles

Sunday: 4/5
Christopher Hawley, 7PM @ Hotel Cafe, Hollywood
Cut Chemist, 9PM @ The Echo, Echo Park

Dark Dark Dark @ Hotel Cafe

March 28th, 2009

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I can’t even begin to classify Dark Dark Dark. Are they Gothic Cabaret? European-folk-fusion? Classical banjo-jazz done indie style? No… None of those really capture what this band is. All I know is, last night at the Hotel Café, this band played some really, really pretty music. On top of that, I now have a newfound respect for the accordion.

Dark Dark Dark have the least traditional instrumentation the indie scene has had in a long time. No guitars, no drum kits, no sonic synths or fuzzy effect pedals. Just banjo, cello, piano, trumpet, upright bass, and (of course) the accordion. That’s right, the accordion is cool again. Forget about Urkel or Polka or any of those other cheesy stereotypes. Lead singer Nona Invie played her accordion with passion, making some super touching (and sexy) sounds.

They started the evening with the sizzling hot “Trouble No More”, a song about unrequited love that was overflowing with haunting imagery. Invie crooned with her rich, raspy vocals, “Find me the muddiest shore, that’s where I’ll go to get lost, I wont cause you no trouble no more.” Oh dear, this song hit really close to home. In another song, Marshall LaCount deftly plucked his banjo and offered, “I will make you a boat out of lightning and fill it with pearls.” A somber trumpet solo followed and I melted. The music was just so damn beautiful. But it was also extremely gothic too. In “Junk Bones” Invie seethes: “all the junk you fill your bones with, it fills us too… all the rope you hang your neck with, it left a mark.” Oooh, that one hurt too…

With a name like Dark Dark Dark, it’s no wonder they’re so good at revealing inner sadness about true love lost. My heart was often breaking right along to Jonathan Kaiser’s cellos (yes, I still adore cellos). These guys took the “I really wish you loved me as much as I loved you” sentiment and elevated it to poetry. Really lovely musical poetry. The reason it worked so well though, is the music itself was generally up-tempo and lively. It was the kind of music you want to play you’re walking through the rain in Paris (or even just when you want to pretend you’re in Paris).

I loved how well composed the music and the lyrics were. I loved hearing instruments I rarely hear live. And most of all, I loved being made to see the accordion in a brand new light. I was so impressed with Dark Dark Dark that I even bought one of their t-shirts after the show. And in case you’re wondering, yes, it has an accordion on it.

-Rachel K.
www.loudvine.com

Restavrant @ Silverlake Lounge

March 27th, 2009

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Ok folks, I’ve have a crap week. Jury duty and food poisoning in a three day span. I sort of wanted to shoot myself in the face. So I was need of some serious musical cleansing when I hightailed it to the Silverlake Lounge last night. Better than a bottle of Pepto Bismol was Restavrant. These guys served up a big helping of Southern gator rock mixed with a healthy dose of… electronica? Whaaa?

I knew something was up when I scanned the crowd. Sure there were the usual dark-rimmed glasses and skinny pants (I mean, we were in Silverlake). But there were also some really big, beer-guzzling trucker dudes there. Like, the sort of guys you wouldn’t want to share a prison cell with. It all made sense as soon as Restavrant started playing their bluesy swamp music. Singer/guitarist Troy Murrah had a gritty growl that could have been from any of my Grandmother’s old blues vinyls. In true blues fashion, he worked a bottleneck guitar, a harmonica, and had a strong tendency to say, “Thanks Y’all.”

The second guy in the band, J State, had the most (amazing) white trash drum kit EVER. I’m not even exaggerating. Sure, he had a kick drum and a snare. But for cymbals, he just had two license plates melted together. A gasoline can was thumped on, too. When he wasn’t banging the hell out of his dumpster-dived-drum set, however, he was working a synth and a drum machine. With Murrah’s Boomhauer vocals, the two made some pretty fantastic dance songs. In the song “Joe D” Murrah would chant, “I’ve got no sunglasses, I’ve got no tennis shoes” making a super fun, Hillbilly-techno romp. “Homeless Architect” was so fast I wondered if this is what they play at raves in Alabama. Damn.

By the end of their set, J State’s wife beater was soaked and Murrah was off the stage playing in the audience. Their gritty eletro-blues may have been a weird combo, but it was a thoroughly kick ass one too. I don’t care what you’re doing next Wednesday night (you can TiVo Lost, goddamnit), just get out there and see some live music. You might just see a band as cool as Restavrant.

-Rachel K.
www.loudvine.com

The Fresh & The Onlys @ Silverlake Lounge

March 27th, 2009

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The Fresh & Onlys took the stage around 10:50, the tall bearded singer carried with him a telecaster, the tall tattooed drummer a couple of sticks, the powerful bassist a… bass guitar, the long haired thin lead guitarist a vintage fender that appeared to be a Jaguar model, and finally the good looking female vocalist a tambourine; a band of ruffians hailing from San Francisco, ready to unleash their sound upon the audience. Their first song had the rock and power worthy of a show opener, each member comfortable within the music and expelling their own unique energy as they rocked out, lost within the very sounds and grooves they were creating.

The bassist was certainly the one that rocked out the most, keeping fast and steady time all the while, pounding out the rhythm. The lead guitar was enveloped in a sea of reverb that sailed in and over the audience, while the telecaster kept the structure of the songs intact. The drums broke the songs into their individual parts, stopping and starting again with each piece, and eventually pounding endlessly as the music took on an almost punk rock quality.

The vocals gave the music its style and flavor. The tambourine and the lady yielding it provided great backing vocals to the singer, at times singing together and at other times doing call and response. The vocal setup gave the whole music a decidedly California sound. A wide range of styles and sounds were incorporated, ranging from psychedelic, to the aforementioned punk, to vintage surfer rock, which came out most distinctly in their last number. But all of these styles blended together effortlessly and created a dynamic ten-song set filled with force and vigor.

The Fresh & Onlys put on a well-tempered rock show. Each song was performed with the same efficiency and energy, yet each song had it’s own unique quality, making it a little bit different from the others. The show was never boring, and always tight and to the point, pounding towards the audience, causing us to move our feet, heads, and arms in unison. If The Fresh & Onlys mission was to put on a great rock show tonight, well then mission accomplished.

Mirch
www.loudvine.com

 
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