U-N-I

April 3rd, 2009

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“Oh Em Gee! It smells like a mixture of weed and gym class in there!” I’m talking to my group of friends as we spill out of the packed Viper room and onto the sidewalk for some fresh air. The crammed venue is a good sign for this evening’s headliner, nationally known and locally respected Hip-Hop duo U-N-I- but unfortunate for our nostrils. Even posted up against the parking meters outside, the congregating LAliens are continuing to show up to show their support for the performers tonight. My feet hurt and I am tired. I don’t want to go back inside and deal with crowd but really have to go to the restroom. A writer in distress. I am looking forward to seeing U-N-I perform. Aside from having an awesome amount of buzz in the last year, the duo recently played in Miami and opened up for Busta Rhymes at a few shows.

The duo is celebrating the release of their latest album A Love Supreme which they made available free for download to any and everyone. As the group gets ready to come on stage, a voice booms over the mic, ” DJ, play me something dope. Something to make me go crazy.” The audience cheers in agreement to the request and the DJ drops a record. The familiar tune of the Cha-Cha slide comes belting out the speakers onto dormant ears. U-N-I comes strutting on stage, oblivious to the crowds distaste to the DJ selection. “Alright everybody, to the left….take it back now ya’ll….one hop this time!” The early millennium tune is not making the finest impression, but Thurzday and Y-O don’t seem to give a damn. “April Fools guys…April Fools.” The prank kicks off the set on a great note, a perfect compliment to the group’s night as they showcase their material to newcomers and old pals.

“You guy’s don’t realize it but I still have a nine to five” says front man Y-O, “You see me in the videos partying and living the life but I still have a day job!”

Even with blue collar obligations the group has managed to achieve a rapid rise within the underground scene in Los Angeles and across the US. Tonight at the Viper Room, there is barely any room to move (or breath) as friends, family, and fans have come to show their love and support as the group takes their musical endeavors to the next level. Even if you are new to U-N-I, it won’t take long to attach your self to the group’s energy and charisma. Their chemistry is natural and entertaining, drawing in Hip-Hop heads, lyricists, and music lovers alike.

Their music flexes their lyrical abilities, and the two have a magnetic energy between one another like that of Run-DMC. Exchanging rhymes back and forth, while maintaining an individual flow, their style translates well to the audience- and their content ranges from rapping about the flyest kicks to the fattest chicks to shopping on Melrose in JoyRich. Having already been endorsed by local legend Evidence (who joined them on stage) along with up and coming MC’s H.O.P.E., beatboxer Fahz, and New York homeboy Curtains- the night was full of special guests and creative cameos. By nights end, U-N-I was literally in the middle of the crowd hyping the audience up before thanking and shouting out their friends and family.

On the drive home, I though about how it’s inspirational to see young people balance their artistic endeavors and still maintain that nine to five. Keep on grinding and remember to work together. It’s U-N-I till the day we die!

A. Landon
www.loudvine.com

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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 CafĂ©, 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

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Mooey Moobau @ Pehrspace

March 28th, 2009

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To ask someone if they want to go see a guy with a tongue twisting name and nothing but a tape recorder, a megaphone, a guy with a guitar and a girl with an accordion, the amount of no’s are staggering. In the mass media attempting to get in on the “indie” scene (even though they’re, like, 5 years late) the bands that are frequently mentioned when talking about Los Angeles natives are No Age, Abe Vigoda, HEALTH and the Mae Shi. They’re all Smell darlings whose fan base has been cultivated by playing at all ages venues. However, there is another group on the rise here. I call it the Killsonic Family. Killsonic, as previously reviewed by Loudvine, are a 25-piece marching band that has been getting attention from fans and media alike. An effect mostly seen in Canadian bands, there are several bands that have stemmed from Killsonic. One member has spawned his own masterpiece calling it Mooey Moobau.

Mooey Moobau is the brainchild of Killsonic trombone player and speech enthusiast Joe Tepperman. If I could describe it, I guess I would call it narrative minimalist jazz. He uses voice collages and live tape edits and seems to be the only real member of Mooey Moobau with his constantly sifting lineup of musicians aiding him. When I saw him for the first time at the Curio, he had his tape recorder and megaphone, but when I saw his at Pehrspace, he was playing bass and was partnered with a bass clarinet player. Joe’s deep, yet lively voice is a perfect marriage for his telling the parable of the “2 1-Legged Man”. At first, the audience seemed confused by what this calypso singer of sorts was even talking about. But I guess what can you expect from a guy whose song titles on the album All Murmur of Our Mother’s Waters include “Autopsy of a Pigeon”, “Love Bloody Food Sewer Food” and my favorite “McDonald’s Mouse vs. the Toilet Seat Cat”, right? But the audience grew to love Joe and were along for his journey. One blogger said that it was “David Byrne meet Picasso”. Maybe that’s a little much, but you get the idea. The heavy influence of speech, natural flow and patterns comes from Tepperman’s work as a speech pathologist and research of applied linguistics at USC. Hats off to anyone who can waltz in from Florida and turn LA music upside down and slap a big shit-eating grin on these hipster kids.

Seeing Mooey Moobau is a lot like watching the film Fantasia. Tepperman recites and narrates using heavy word play (the visuals, such as movement, in the film) and the minimalist yet chaotic music to marry the abstract content of the fables (the colors, sounds of the film). Its frenetic and spontaneous, yet beautifully detailed and and sophisticated. He usually lurks in the shadows of small, divey venues and crawls out of his wormhole frequently to play. So, yeah. You just have no reason to never see Mooey Moobau.

B. Kramer
www.loudvine.com

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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

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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
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The Sadies @ The Echo

March 23rd, 2009

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Do you own all three seasons of Deadwood on DVD? Have you ever reenacted scenes from The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly? Can you sing the theme to Bonanza? Hell, do you even know what Bonanza is? If you answered yes to any of the above questions, then The Sadies are the band for you. This boot-stomping, knee-slapping Western band seriously rocked the Echo last night.

As soon as they came on stage, they started full force with the epic track, “Lay Down Your Arms.” This isn’t commercial wife-beaters and pickup-trucks country rock. Oh no. This is the stuff saloon brawls were made for. It’s kind of weird that four guys from Canada brought the Wild West to Los Angeles. Sean Dean worked his upright bass into a stupor while Mike Belitsky thumped his drums like there was no tomorrow. But the real show comes from the Brother’s Good (dueling vocalist/guitarists Travis and Dallas Good, in matching suit and ties no less). On “Northumberland West” the two proved they could shred their guitars and harmonize at the same time. And if you see as many concerts as I do, you’d know this is a skill that many bands do not have.

Their energy and their skill is what make The Sadies stand out. Dallas Good provided a sweet tenor-croon while Travis Good brought a scowling, mad dog growl to their songs. Stylistically, they make me want to jump on a horse and carry a six-shooter. In fact, I swear I heard someone in the crowd yell “Yee Haw!!!!!” during the set. But when it comes to their music playing, sometimes I had to just stand and watch, mesmerized by the Good Brother’s intricate string plucking.

Highlights included the sweet and somber “A Good Flying Day”, a song you’d slow dance to if people still slow danced. For one number, Travis Good even whipped out a fiddle for a badass rock-out, hoedown style. But the hands down, jaw-dropping moment of the night was their final song. The Good Brother’s stood next to each other, crisscrossed arms, and simultaneously played each other’s guitars. It. Was. Fantastic.

I’ll sum up The Sadies with on phrase: Yippie-Kay-Yay-Motherfucker!

-Rachel K.
www.loudvine.com

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Old Toy Trains @ Silverlake Lounge

March 23rd, 2009

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One thing’s for sure: Old Toy Trains get extra gold stars for good manners. Just before their set at the Silverlake Lounge last night, the band members asked for extra reverb and effects with way more politeness than I’m used to seeing. All night long, their magic word was a grateful “thank you.” This same consideration and thoughtfulness was more than present in their playing. It was a quiet, reflective night for all.

Listening to Old Toy Trains made me think of an old man fondly recalling the summer of his youth. It’s bittersweet and dreamy music, heavily relying on distortion and effects pedals. Underneath the slow haze of sound was the deep croon of singer/guitarist Bo. His introspective lyrics touched on empty spaces, long shadows, and lovers long gone. Lifting him up were the angelic vocals provided by keyboardist Suki Ewers (who you may know from her work in the excellent bands Opal and Mazzy Star) and drummer Ai. Ai also scored major points for having plastic drumsticks that lit up an electric blue every time she pounded her snares. Pretty colors for pretty music.

There were a couple silly moments to be had. At one point Ai declared, “This next song is about kitties. …Just kidding!” But, as Ewers pointed out, Old Toy Trains were very much “in the zone” and deeply concentrated while they played. I’ve been to a lot of ridiculous dance-rock bands lately, so it was a nice change of pace to just sway to their sad, melodic sounds. These guys didn’t have any gimmicks or crazy stunts, they just wanted to hang out and play some music. I really wish the Silverlake Lounge had been equipped with rocking chairs and chamomile tea. It would have been perfect.

Can chamomile tea and noise-rock go together? I know it seems like a contradiction, but just listen to Old Toy Trains and you’ll agree. They offered up a thoughtful, sincere show that made for a lovely evening.

-Rachel K.
www.loudvine.com

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Falsetto Teeth @ Mr. T’s

March 23rd, 2009

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On Wednesday night, Falsetto Teeth put on a show at Mr. T’s Bowl in Highland Park. They were the first band to perform that night and I must say, they set the bar pretty high for the night. What sets this trio apart from other punk-type bands? They are completely eclectic. Instinct said to categorize them, but i couldn’t. Just when I thought I had them pegged, they would change it up on me. One song might contain two or three different genres, which may sound like it would be messy and disengaging, but they seamlessly managed to pull it off. They found a way to make each and every one of their songs uniquely bold and interesting. From raw punk noise, to scaling rock gods, to quirky fun house style, and dare I add a hint of classical jazz? They could rock ‘em all!

I would say that the bar was at about a third of its capacity during their performance, but Falsetto Teeth played as if it were a full house. During one of their songs, I had the thought that one of their genres kind of sounded like Bill and Ted, but Bill and Ted when they finally started rocking at the end! I hope that didn’t scare people away! Let me tell you who Falsetto Teeth is…Alex Noice (vocals/guitar), Cory Beers (voice/drums), and Nicki Klingenberg (voice/bass).

During the opening song “Please Just Take Me Home,” I heard some really cool beats and I couldn’t identify the source and after scanning the stage twice and still not finding the source I took a closer look at Cory who was beat boxing! It sounded totally digital and was very impressive. I have to say, Corey is also a mad whistler; check out “Rocket Fuel Sex Magic” for the proof! And, if I compliment Cory’s whistling skills then I have to compliment Nicki’s ’80s headbanging skills! Did I forget to mention their impressive music talent? They sound like seasoned musicians and love to show it off, wouldn’t you?

Falsetto Teeth did their job last night. They conquered my blues, aaaaand ruled schools! What better way to get out aggression than to watch others get out their own? A little birdy told me they are recording an album this month, which means all their songs will be available to buy soon! Want to watch some impressive, fun musicians? Catch them at Grand Start Jazz Club in Chinatown next Tuesday, March the 24th and pay attention to their versatility, not that you can miss it!

C. Sanchez
www.loudvine.com

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Amateurs @ Space 1520

March 23rd, 2009

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Space 1520 is a welcome addition to the music venues in Hollywood. I suppose “venue” isn’t quite right, though, since 1520 is technically a complex of shops and galleries. But in the middle of it all is a cool outdoor area with a wide stage and sound rig. It’s simple and unpretentious, and a nice break from the musical dregs of the nearby Strip.

I imagine the open space would be ideal on a warm summer day, but last night’s chill didn’t deter a small, young-ish crowd from coming out on a Thursday night. (By the by,1520 is all ages, which is great; younger crowds always seem more enthusiastic about the music).

The cold air also didn’t deter Amateurs from delivering a typically lively set. Is it totally cheesy to say their warm brand of rock n roll swagger kept us all insulated?… Yes, yes I believe it is. For the uninitiated, Amateurs are a 5 piece, which might be an incidental detail for most line ups, but for them it’s worth mentioning, given the way they blend the instrumentation. Adding to the usual guitar-bass-drums trifecta are trumpet and pedal steal. For some rock bands, it’s tempting to use these as extra layers on top, but Amateurs stand out for fully integrating them into the songs.

Indeed, every song from the set sounded full, making even their most laid back rhythms feel confident and infectious. Listening to them, I was reminded of the best parts of 70s rock. “Groove” is a word I try to avoid, but I think it’s apt here. With touches of indie rock-guitar and bright, trumpeted melodies, their sound — and show — is definitely worth your time.

B. Soika
www.loudvine.com

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Walk – My Anger

March 18th, 2009

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Seriously. I used to have anger management issues as a kid. But you put that aside for a moment. But I really think the band Walk, wrote “My Anger ” for me! When you listen to Walk, I am reminded of a band, especially a lead singer stretching himself, aspiring to reach something new, something exhausting, yet something so worthwhile.

The thing we are discovering about the MP3 reviews that we have loathed for so long is that it opens our community up to new, emerging sounds from all over. Let the people decide. You see, Walk, was recently a featured artist on our newsletter. I am glad they decided to send us a few of their MP3′s.

They have an EP, “Cave Man Game” out currently and have started to pop up around town. Cant’ wait to listen to them live. But until then, here you go:

We like their sound.

Play “My Anger”

My Anger

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