New York Rifles @ Bordello

April 9th, 2009

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What do you get when you mix a writer that has been lacking inspiration, a rainy night in downtown, a shout out to Jesus Christ and a 50 minute set that just grabs a hold of you that you cannot stop yourself from smiling? You get the New York Rifles banging me out my creative malaise and me just thinking, amen, was that sweet!

This Portland band, the New York Rifles, shows up to our beloved and sunny LA, brings the rain with them to LA and took a part of my soul after their power set at Bordello the other night. And I am so glad they did. The New York Rifles bring unbelievable energy and pulsating-make-you-smile-music for what seemed to me to be one of the best sets of any band I have seen in quite a while.

There was a small audience at Bordello but it is as if we all felt cool to be here listening to this gem of a band, as they were passing through LA. The New York Rifles, all four skinny rockers, with a power set of bass, drums, and two guitars that could have woken up even the dullest of people. These guys are amazing live and it left me wondering, where the fuck is everyone and why aren’t more people catching this bands juggernaut sound?

As their set continued, it is as if the band could have played for another two hours or something silly like that. When I say The New York Rifles crushed their set, I mean, they beat it silly, they trumped on it, they spit on and they took no prisoners. Kinda of like Rocky did in the cooler scene in the movie, leaving people at a loss to explain what they had just seen. The New York Rifles don’t waste time, they just go for your soul and stump all over it with an adrenaline based set that makes you wonder, how long before they give it back to me.

This four piece consists of Scott Young, Sean Moultrie, Kari Schafer, Brent Williams who are some of the tightest musicians I have ever seen. Live, The New York Rifles are a band that hits such a thunderous crescendo, its exactly like 4 people all peaking at the same time. Unreal! The York Rifles are on tour right now promoting “Make a Wish” their new album. I was part of something really special that night. Be on the lookout for The New York Rifles coming to your town and don’t miss them, unless you want be like those people that like missing great bands when they come to your city.

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Juliette Commagere @ The Echo

April 8th, 2009

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Hoo boy. I am exhausted. I’ve gone out every night for the last five nights. In fact, I almost decided to ditch last night’s show at the Echo in favor of potato chips and netflix instant viewing. But no, I picked myself up and said, “Rachel, don’t be lame! Get out and see Juliette Commagere’s solo show!” Why? Because her music is super pretty and I knew I’d kick myself for missing it. Besides, I’d seen her kick vocal ass two nights in a row. Why not go for a solid three?

In fact, I think Juliette Commagere must have a supernatural amount of energy. I saw her perform in Puscifer (the Maynard James Keenan of Tool’s side project) at the Nokia Club on Saturday AND Sunday. And those were an hour and half sets! I’m a huge Tool freak, so I immediately have a huge amount of respect for those who collaborate with him. Still, her performances with him were so badass that I knew I had to see her perform a third consecutive time.

But unlike her art-metal cohort, Juliette Commagere provided more gentle, delicate sounds. Her voice is haunting and angelic, as if descending from some twilight horizon. She sang about looking out from skyscrapers and queens dying proudly. She clearly had super mad skills as a singer and could have carried all of her numbers a capella. Instead though, she was supported by large crowd of super talented musicians. With trumpets, cellos, guitars, keyboards and synths, this ten-person team made her work amazingly layered and versatile. She didn’t hide behind them, she worked with them. In fact, she even made a point of saying, “I’m Juliette Commagere. And this is band is… also Juliette Commagere! We’re all Juliette Commagere!” Together they even got the place jumping with some pretty dancy numbers.

And (of course) the highlight of my evening came when Juliette brought up Maynard James Keenan and Puscifer:

“So… I woke up with these Puscifer lyrics stuck in my head. Wanna hear? ‘This vagina mine teach ya patient diligence. Keep the chain-gangs waiting, make a cat-bird sing…’ Oh wait, this is an All-ages show! Maybe I shouldn’t say vagina! Whoops!”

It was pretty hilarious and I loved her shout out to Maynard. Did I mention I’m a huge Tool freak? Yep…

Anyway, Juliette Commagere’s twinkling, layered songs were a real delight. After her set ended, she proceeded to sing another full set supporting the Bird and the Bee! That’s… four sets in three days. See? Supernatural amount of energy. I was still pretty tired when I got home last night, but I am so glad I didn’t stay in.

-Rachel K.
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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
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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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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
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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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The Pastilles @ Old Town Pub

April 3rd, 2009

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There was this perfect, moody band that performed at Old Towne Pub Wednesday night called, The Pastilles. The Pastilles formed here in LA and mostly stick to the Downtown LA area, but last night I caught them in Pasadena. The Old Towne Pub’s bar area is super tiny so when a band performs, the space gets extra tighter. The stage is extremely small, it was so small that the poor drummer was crammed in a corner like a little spider defending itself. But, as we all know, some of the tiniest venues provide the biggest and best experiences. Not only do you get an intimate experience, but the sound source is so close that it runs through your veins and opens you up to the musical offerings.

The Pastilles have perfected gloom. There’s a good chance that if you headed out to Old Towne Pub last night to drown your sorrows, then The Pastilles was there to help you wallow. To hear pain in music is often therapeutic and I am a huge fan of musical therapy. I would highly prescribe a big dose of The Pastilles! Laura is the lead vocal talent behind the band and her voice is the perfect blend of sultry, warm, melancholic comfort. Laura also plays the bass for some of the songs. The other band members are: Danny on guitar, Flavio on bass, and Jaime on drums. The band plays music so beautifully and will send you into blue haze. The bar-goers at Old Towne Pub are pretty much regulars and are really there to drink and watch sports, but The Pastilles managed to capture their attention. When they played, the bar was quiet and attentive to the music despite the sports on the tele. When you can pull the attention from sports-watching peeps, then you know you are doing your job! They played an untitled song during their set that they said was just created that day; they performed it like it had been a part of their song catalog for years! The Pastilles closed their set with a song called “Bad Timing” and it is a beautiful, soulful number that brings the whole band’s sound together.

I cannot believe the bands out there that are not signed and making a bajillion bucks. The Pastilles is one of them, at least their myspace page says they are unsigned and if it’s on myspace then it must be true…The Pastilles will be performing at Old Towne Pub again on April 22nd. Try to make it out to see this band, you will so thrilled that you did and I believe it is free!

C. Sanchez
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The Grates @ Spaceland

April 1st, 2009

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Unfortunately, I’ve not been able to attend shows for the past week due to sickly sickness, which sucks hard because music is my therapy and without it I cannot be liable for anything I may do. I had been eagerly searching for my comeback band and who do I happen upon? The Grates! The Grates graced Spaceland last night and I was super thrilled to be in good health and fortunate to catch their last L.A. performance before they head back to Australia.

Their music is ALIVE! Their sound is that of amped up, catchy rock-pop. Patience Hodgson sings and carries sweet melodies that transform from sweet to jaw dropping raunch-style, and that includes the lyrical content as well; it’s a wonderful juxtaposition. Patience is a live wire, bouncy, hair tousling, firecracker. The band members, John Patterson on guitar and Alana Skyring on drums, match Patience’s energy with a powerful, upbeat, unpretentious musical performance.I arrived just as they began their set.

Spaceland was packed with a super energized crowd. Not only was the crowd full of beans, but as I made my way through the crowd, I saw many smiles on the faces of what are usually somber and serious in Silverlake (that sounds like it could be a hit daytime drama: The Somber and Serious of Silverlake). The crowd was totally eating up what The Grates were offering and so was the clap-happy, giddy person that was myself last night.

The Grates had just come from New York and before that they were in Austin doing the SXSW thing. It was so rad that they managed to squeeze in a two venue tour in L.A. for their second record, “Teeth Lost, Hearts Won.” I was lucky to catch them because like I said, they are heading back to Australia to finish up their tour promoting the album. I couldn’t have asked for a better performance from a better band to welcome me back to the nightlife. So, thank you to The Grates for giving a stellar performance and tweaking the facial expressions of the town folk last night. Also, check them out their videos online and check out “Teeth Lost, Hearts Won” it is good, fun music and it will get you up and dancing for sure.

C. Sanchez
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Junius @ Silverlake Lounge

April 1st, 2009

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Oh to be assaulted by the anguish of my generation. That’s the only way I can describe the noisy, noisy post-rock band Junius. I wasn’t quite expecting to tap into my inner angst last night, but their passionate playing was like a giant monument to turmoil. Dark and loud and tremendously angry, these guys blew away the Silverlake Lounge.

I almost wrote them off as some cliché radio emo-group when they got on the stage. All four band members were dressed in black and started playing a pre-recorded intro track without any stage lights up. But the second the guitars blasted and blinding blue backlights pulsed, I knew this band was awesome. They played their first song (the haunting “Stargazers and Gravediggers”) completely backlit. Their dark silhouettes were only interrupted briefly by a strobe light placed underneath their effects pedals. It was thrilling to see them pull off such insane lights on the tiny stage.

With a black hoody and full scraggly beard, singer/guitarist Joseph Martinez looked like a full-fledged unibomber. He had a deep, pained croon that gave fittingly tortured lyrics (“I tremble and shake… at the day of the cataclysm” during the song “Dramatist Plays Catastrophist”). Most of the time, though, his vocals were completely obscured by an extremely intense wall of sound. When his vocals did come through, it was like listening to a drowning man gasping for air before inevitably succumbing to evil distortion. And I mean that in the best of ways, as the whirlwind guitar noise is exactly what kept the music from falling into melodrama. Martinez and guitarist Mike Respach-Nieves were a force of audio nature.

Grounding the noise were crushing bass riffs by Joel Mungia and really stellar, fast-paced rhythms by Dana Filloon. Filloon’s talent was his ability to keep the songs from spiraling into pure noise-drone. Instead Julius’s noise-rock was almost danceable. It was certainly head-bangable, like a kind of a dance-static. Then again, one of my favorite things about post-rock is the way it paralyzes you into just swaying along and staring. Can you get drunk off of noise? Hmm… Probably not, but it can certainly feel that way.

Junius‘ most striking moment of the evening came from the song “Holding Knives.” Throughout the course of the song, the band’s silhouette’s would be bathed in blood reds and piercing golds. By the end of their set though, Junius had returned to their melancholy ice blue bulbs.

I’ll concede that noisy post-rock isn’t for everyone. Not everyone is down with extra fuzzy guitar riffs ripping your skull in two. And yes, the music is dark and angsty and easy to make fun of. But, Junius have a great deal of talent and offer a fantastic live show. So if you’re ever in need of indulging your inner anguish, these guys are right up your alley.

-Rachel K.
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