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Ryan Major and the Love Strangers

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It has a nice ring to it. One of our favorite local musicians – Ryan Major (you may have seen him singing and slinging guitar for our beloved Barbazons (RIP)) is fronting his own group these days and they are called the Love Strangers. Dude knows his history of rock ‘n roll and pens catchy numbers. The Love Strangers feature familiar players such as Travis Hagan (drums), Rob Sutherland (bass/vocals, and Scott Jones (guitar). They recorded with Caufield Schnug (Minidresses) and the result is this fun AF debut Strange Lovers. Mister Major, who I often visually liken to Lee Hazelwood and Jared Swilley, has taken a deeper dive into the world of country, more so than ever before. There were hints like ‘Two Whiskeys’ from the last Barbs album, but this EP goes further into that realm. What a realm.

I plug the cellie into some nice speakers, blast this, pick up an instrument or go behind the kit, and I’m off. Possibly the hallmark of a pop song is being able to joyfully anticipate what is to come. I feel that listening to this and for that, let me reiterate these are all remarkably well written and performed. There is plenty of grit and for lack of a better word, sleaze. Boozy, sing-a-long, is this Boston or North Carolina? Johnny Thunders. Speaking of which, there are plenty of clippityclank solos and reverby axe hijinx, in case you are wondering.

If I can choose anyone to deliver mythical rock ‘n roll odes to the road, women, and beer, I am choosin Ryan Major and the Love Strangers. Cheers.

 

Announcement: NEXT KLYAM SHOW – Feb 4th @ Club Bohemia

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We are kicking off our 2017 show series in what can only be described as TYPICAL KLYAM FASHION. We let you off the hook in January, but look at this one. Saturday February 4th at Club Bohemia. Yup, the downstairs of the Cantab Lounge on the edges of Central Square in Cambridge. We’ve thrown several shows at the palace of Mickey Bliss.

You read that right, too. It’s the return of Johnnie and the Foodmasters. Who? The KLYAM House Band. The wildest, noisiest devotees of the golden oldies era of rock and pop music. There is the Yin and Yang dynamic of the clean and professional and the raw and amateur. It is a sight to see and with tremendous bias, I can say that.

We’ve curated an all-star lineup in support of the Foodmasters return: JIM LEONARD. Rock and roll juggernaut, back from Scotland. He’s been doing his thing for years, in a variety of iterations. Top notch on record, top notch live. THEE CAVEMYN – back to the basics rock and roll. Primitivalia as I have termed it. Boom doom BOOM. That riff. The line-up has seen many varieties, fuck I even used to react in it, but this latest one is a contemporary Boston underground supergroup featuring members of Nice Guys, Big Buck Hunter, Birthing Hips, and a newer group that is playing this show – PEACH RING, another contemporary Boston underground supergroup. We’ve never seen them, but oh we’ve heard them and we are excited for the noiseeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!

KLYAM will be spinning records and I might introduce the bands in some MC capacity. 21+. $8.

See you there!!!!!!!!

Band of the Week: The Submissives

This recommendation of Montreal’s The Submissives comes through via our pal Hugo of Time Warp Week Ends. Hugo’s taste in music is top notch (after all, we met at Gonerfest while waiting for Nots to kick off opening ceremonies). I asked him what’s the good stuff up in Montreal? He pointed us in the direction of The Submissives. And what a recommendation. Hugo used my initial reaction – dying guitars and stoned vocals – in his year ender, and I like what he had to say in one of his write-ups so here:

“Dolly Parton on sizzurp, the Shangri-La’s on methadone. This is drug-related, in a cool creative way. And the disheveled retro visual aesthetic is effortless and strong.”

Much has been written about The Submissives, which started as a solo recording project and has blossomed into a live band consisting of some seasoned and some amateur musicians. Amazing.

Book Write-Up: The Autograph of Steve Industry (By: Ben Hersey)

Release: 2016
Publisher: Magic Helicopter Press

I like textbooks. I don’t like fiction. I like deep shit. When I looked at the back of this book, which – let me stop right there. Holding onto this book feels so nice. The cover is something to be grasped. The back cover says it is FICTION. And as I said, I don’t do well with fiction. I would like to ask that the publishers revise that. I did a full reading of The Autograph and it felt more like almost non-fiction. Comedy, too. Before even digging in: “Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons – living or dead – is entirely coincidental.” I’m from the North Shore, kid. Kowloon is real as fuck. Bennigans in Wakefield. That’s not a thing. Anyway, I really loved reading this book. I found myself reading it in a forced Boston accent. Enjoying the references to actual places and people. If you grew up in Eastern Mass, or even if you’ve familiarized yourself with the area, you know these places and these people. These are our family members, our friends, yada yada. I could be Steve Industry. It is good stuff. So Steve Industry is a writer, foremost. He also has a bunch of other jobs, but his writing and his music – very intertwined, we learn – takes precedent in his life. Boom, there’s a song right there. I like that mentality. An everyday kind of guy, but he is on another level. Moonstruck. I am going to give this a second read, because the first time through I would like to think I was following along. Lots of laughs. But I was page flipping. I was suckered in. I had a feeling this would be like the book version of a mumblecore film. Excellent character “studies,” no plot. And that is what I am looking for, if it is going to be fiction. I’ve never read a North-Shore-Core book, or any writing that is explicitly Boston. It could have turned ugly, but the writing is so all over the place that only a funny person, whose life went through the ringer that is Route One, could shine through as a genuine scribe of the Keno zeitgeist circa 2009? The one-liners, the deep shit. Some of it complete nonsense, meant to throw you off guard. Each chapter starts with a question. That is irrelevant. It is all about the way Steve rants and raves and communicates with his family, his bandmates, and his own mind. I think it said he hates Good Will Hunting, but maybe ’cause he is that dude. Guy. This is hopefully the first of many novels of this style. Naked confessional, transparency. Populist. A super fun read. Round two – I will be taking notes.

GGG’s MOST LISTENED TO IN 2016 (PART TWO)

Friends – I was re-reading the original post and it just did not feel complete. Nope. There were at least two notables missing. Most of the time I am listening to stuff at work. And sure sometimes I decide to be fun and do Pandora, get some randomness flowing. But often times I get locked in these repeat stretches that I alluded to earlier. I thought back to earlier on in the year – like Spring/Summer, the stuff that I was big on, as well as stuff as recent as a month back. The very new.  Here are some more:

Adam Green – Aladdin and in General – Adam is a guy I know everything about and a guy I know nothing about. He is doing what you are not, saying what you are not. I was pumped to hear about Aladdin. New music from AG, he’s good people. Flirting with realms of the real and the surreal, he almost effortlessly makes something that Chris D likes to call “songs.” These maneuver around a hodge podge of rock ‘n roll and pop styling, but the performances (the production, in a theatrical sense) and absurd/nonsensical lyrical content give it the appeal to me. Now imagine those as film qualities and you have Aladdin. But this past spring/summer I went back to all of Green’s albums, binged on them for weeks straight. Minor Love – which was my entrance into his solo world and came out in 2010 – is the one I go back to. “Castles and Tassels” check this out: “The ass of the business class was his passion. A number by hustle, he numbered his muscles. Honored by honest, he fell down upon us.” That’s so good! He takes all obvious meaning out of everything, leaving us literally nothing, except what you make of it. Which can be intense.

Mavis The Dog / The Jetsies – Silver Racecar – Mavis The Dog (read my 2014 feature for an insight into the mind) came back. I came a couple of years late to the obscure Philly musician’s output, but did that matter at all? Of course not. Mavis’ heady home spun psychedelia is even more rustic and dreamy as The Jetsies. Like a winter jaunt to The Alps or an extended stay as an Aspen ski instructor, this is high altitude, memory music. Take your time, enjoy your nature.

Jim Leonard – A Brief History of Slime – You know who kicked off the 2010s? It was Swampscott’s Jim Leonard. Jim’s a ridiculous fellow once he gets his hands on some instruments and recording equipment. I think it was one of the first times I met Jim when he was with Fat Creeps, probably at the old Precinct or something. I asked him if he had done any solo recordings. He pointed me to the ole Bandcamp and the rest is pretty nutty. This is still one of the coolest batch of recordings we are fortunate to have exist in the realm of online music. I would not be surprised if cover bands are formed solely to replay this album in its entirety. Everyone wants to nail it and Jim did. Jim is in a league of his own – real as shit and fun as **ck. We can captcha it on film.

 

 

GGG’s MOST LISTENED TO IN 2016

Music is pretty contrived and unoriginal.  So what happens is you write about it and you nerd out hard. And mainly no one cares. A few of your fellow nerds care and these are the people that comment or ‘engage’ with shit that you spew out there. The PR machine is so sadly desperate for bloggers like us to care. Please please listen. No stop sending us your shit, maybe when I was like 19 years old, I would give you a chance. Cut it out. No one cares about anything, and those that actually do, KLYAM, we set the tone. We are not going to let the PR machine dictate our content. Most of it is lousy corporate rock. Oh nice, you isolated your self from humanity for a year and a half, recorded in a fancy studio, or have some intriguing backstory. Elaborate – but I still don’t care! You listen to stuff and hopefully it resonates and you don’t feel embarrassed to be witnessing some boring shit. That’s pretty much it. I hope to offer a perspective of some kind so here is the stuff I listened to most in 2016:

THE B-52’s Third Album – 1983 – WHAMMY! – Shout out to Bobby Hussy for the leads on this one. My prior exposure to The B-52’s was: seeing them live in Vegas when I was 9 years old (my first concert), and listening to their debut album, which I have consistently snagged from my parent’s record collection, and their later singles “Roam” and “Love Shack,” which I will go out and assume most people are familiar with. WHAMMY! is an incredible album to listen to – at any time, at any place – and it is also fun to play along with. The B-52’s PERFORM and OWN this synth/drum machine heavy masterpiece. Fun, pop oriented songwriting, but very very weird. The mixing on this is very spacey. If I am short on time, I go with “Song for a Future Generation” – featuring vocals from all members. Wacked but not at all.

Icky Boyfriends – A Love Obscene – Snotty 90s San Fran give no f’s kind of group. Kind of group that could not do a wrong. The best kind. This is not garage, this is not noise, this is what it is, rock ‘n roll. I repeat – the best kind. Probably like other peeps that Get It (TM), I find myself unable to listen to “Nervous Guy” once. Usually clock in around seven to nine repeats. Have I made it through the entire 56 song compilation? No, not really. I don’t need to, but I will.

Lou Reed – “Crazy Feeling” – Wasn’t until 2016 when I scoped out and listened to Lou Reed’s Coney Island Baby. Record is very good, very Lou. It is this song in particular that I have myself a “Nervous Guy” moment. It is the first song on the record, so it works favorably for multiple repeat listens. The head bobbing bass line and transitions to the chorus is immaculate.

Miracle Johan  – Miracle Johan blazed a trail in one man band home recordings in the mid 2000s. That trail is like a double black diamond at King Pine Ski Resort. Maybe somebody went down it, but we’re not sure if they made it down the mountain. In the case of Miracle, he decided to create a song for each Boston Celtic player until the team won a championship. He performed from the perspective of each player for a truly bizarre catalog of offerings. Mainly of the hip-hop variety. Often changing the pitch of the vocals and building songs around a catchy theme or phrase, Miracle Johan was not (as far as I am aware) trying to get these licensed for inclusion in the NBA 2K series. No, this is just the work of a superfan and super talented musician. Even if you are not a C’s fan, you will admire the work Johan put into these recordings, or in some instances the lack of work. Like the song “A Zillion Ponies (Dan Dickau),” which chronicles the little-known bench player who blew his achilles and is learning how to play guitar from his hospital bed. Loopy from the meds, he anxiously puts his feelings to song: “I’m Dan Dickau and I’m human with real emotions like a real human. My emotions are sweet like a river running through a forest. And A Zillion Ponies.” On a totally different note, Miracle Johan’s discography also includes one of the chillest listens – Hawaii Demos – that have wet my whistle for shit, nearly a decade. MJ was featured in the Boston Phoenix way back when.

NEW BOSTON WEIRDO ALBUMS OUT: BIRTHING HIPS / FAT SHUGGY

WEIRDO has been a musical term of endearment in Boston for decades but anyone attending shows, especially in our underground spaces, these days knows there are some real out there performers. Transcending rock ‘n roll motifs, deconstructing deconstruction itself, this stuff just about affords itself no description. Your average music writer will look for existing references and fuck I’ve been guilty of it myself… we all trying to comprehend and make sense of things, forgive me here. But here I present you with two fresh albums, from two names you might recognize, via shared line-ups, collaborations, friendships, etc, etc, etc: BIRTHING HIPS and FAT SHUGGY.

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BIRTHING HIPS recently released their debut full-length NO SORRY. Nine tracks, nine instantly familiar numbers. In the best combo that I have seen, they combine what the ?????????????????? with noisy/dying guitar attacks, hardcore punk and children’s music. There are sour bubblegum moments and jazz beyond free moments. These triumphant contrasts, jeeze. Unreal.

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Not every music community has a Fat Shuggy. The entrail princess. I’ve seen Shuggy in quite a few incarnations probably dating back to one year ago. There is no performer that I have seen in that time that challenges the audience as much as Shuggy. Or dismembers them. Confusion and shock. But in the end, this is a musician that just does. With a variety of unorthodox instruments and voices and sometimes alone. It is not nicey nice. It is graphic, rated R. Experiments of noise and the spoken word. Revada Casah Enoy Reve is not something that anyone could have conjured up except for Shuggy, working in its own universe. Its own sound collage. I’m sure Shug could repeat these improvisations note for note, if Shug wanted to.

A KLYAMMER’S GUIDE TO A MOUTH’S A MOUTH FEST PT. 2 (Sat. 10/8/15, Black Lodge)

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A Mouth’s A Mouth Fest Part 2 – no lofty goals of unifying a scene or showcasing the greatest talent in noise around these parts. Not quite. The idea is a fun, autumn afternoon into the night intimate, dank festival outside of the tame curated world of pop and rock musics.

PERFORMING @ THE BLACK LODGE….

(-1) – Featuring a cast of long-time Boston weirdos with band associations that’ll make any one who has been paying attention to this town’s heavy, loud, and experimental rock ‘n roll of the past decade, that’ll make these people perk up in joy. Members of Bugs and Rats, Particulars, Exusamwa, Needy Visions. Guess the people. Anyway, Feeding Tube Records just released their debut 7″ and its a screechy hardgory winner. (Listen)

ID M Theft Able – Storied sound artist from Maine – if you like to research shit beforehand, go ahead now and type in ID M Theft Able into YouTube and get ready to be transported. This performer need not any electronic get-up to perform his noise, though these aids may factor in somehow. (Listen)

Fat Shuggy – Chances are you have heard or seen one Fat Shuggy in some incarnation or another, perhaps in his solo habitat as entrail princess. Who, what, when, where, and why, all things we are trying to still figure out. The entrail princess is a bit like a beast trapped inside of something very small, trying to escape. There is not a traditional way out. Halloween’s approach makes all the sense for this one. (Listen)

Mike Mountain – New Bedford master of the theater of the absurd. Quite possibly the most unpredictable of this bunch – he can and has dabbled in whatever he damn well feels like. (Listen?)

Asher Tuil – Somerville scaper of the ambient, the lush, the spacey, he’s been at it for a good chunk of time,  even was written about in the Boston Globe a couple of years back. A strap yourself in, relax, and enjoy, experience. (Listen)

The Craters – Perhaps the most traditional group on this billing, the baby of Wes from The Channels, The Craters are a different animal than that ‘un, maybe in some spots comparable to the output of early Deerhunter, but with a penchant to explore deeper and more experimental realms. And with a prolific amount of homespun music on the web…you can endeavor to explore all of it! (Listen)

Orgins – New (art school?) kids on the block. Are they just messin’ with us? An ole fashion purposefully hellraising eyeraiser? Listening Man? We’ll give ’em a shot. Oh wait, they don’t take themselves seriously. Nice! JAZZY. (Listen)

G. Gordon Gritty – The man who destroyed music – me! And my band. Apparently our last performance at ZuZu was “tight” and “better than ever” — what will this one be? I just got back from Gonerfest, but I’ve been on a methaphorical Gonerfest since 2009. What? Okay, see ya. (Listen)

** We Doing A FUN Show Monday 9/12 @ ZUZU **

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Call it an end of summer noisy punk blowout or a real fun show – either works – this thing is happening soon, MONDAY SEPTEMBER 12 @ 10 PM at ZUZU on Mass Ave in Cambridge. Get your ‘interested’ self off the couch. It’s free and you might want to be of the legal drinking age. This isn’t The Rat circa 1980 or whatever, this is the modern incarnation of an intimate rock ‘n roll night on the town and the fine gents of Rad Castle are grateful enough to host this along with support from the Hassle and ourselves.

So who is playing? Well as you can see on that wonderfully designed flyer by Kristen Koenig – we’re lucky to have long time pals NICE GUYS on this one. They’ve rocked their home basement countless times, they’ve rocked The Sinclair a few times, and ZUZU is certainly a second home. They’ve been exposed as “The Allston Basement Band” and we’ve put out their famous spliff 7″ with Miami Doritos. As Chris described them on here in 2013: “The sounds they make aren’t pretty in the conventional sense, but they sound beautiful to me. My mom says it sounds like the singer is walking on hot coals, maybe, probably not though because that would hurt a lot. This set consists of some crazy Nice Guys tunes like my favorite, “Cop Walk,” which is like Black Flag meets Black Lips. In general, as I’ve stated before, Nice Guys create a sick marriage of garage and early hardcore punk (early 80’s, the only hardcore style I dig). It’s fast, it’s slimy, it’s noisy, and it’s full of slams and shrieks, but best of all it will give your noggin the perfect floggin.” LISTENhttp://niceguys666.bandcamp.com/

SAUNA YOUTH are playing too and if they don’t ring a bell, that might be because they are from overseas, the United Kingdom. The London four piece have a few singles to their name and a real fun full length that came out last summer on Upset The Rhythm. I listen to their bandcamper and think of Swell Maps – you know, cacophonous bursts of punk. Maybe these Youth have more of a penchant for melody. Sounds great! Looking forward to seeing them oh and make sure to donate $$$ to help them along their way in the US. Listen: http://saunayouth.bandcamp.com/

We also got EARTH HEART on this stacked billing! The local three piece put out an album  Homesick just last month. Definitely give that a spin. A great pairing with Sauna, exhibiting some of those same traits that I mentioned above and high energy AF. Only seen ’em once a few months back, really excited for #2! Listenhttp://earthheart1.bandcamp.com/

Kicking off the festivities will be my band G. Gordon Gritty. I am still inspired by the bands and musicians that transformed me from a superfan to a creator, heroes like Black Lips, Nobunny, Jay Reatard, Ty Segall, and The King Khan & BBQ Show. Also oldies and soul and bands that dement the foundations of early rock ‘n roll. In reality, it’s probably gonna sound like incoherent noise, but that’s the spirit of a non-musician led rock ‘ roll band. https://gbgordon.bandcamp.com/

 

 

FAT CREEPS are BACK! Playing Lilypad This Friday (9/2); Released Two New Songs

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are back!!!!!!! A brief history lesson for those who don’t know and some reminiscing for those that do: sometime in the year 2011, Gracie and Mariam from the North Shore of Massachusetts formed a band called Fat Creeps. Their first show was at Bangkok Paradise restaurant in Salem, Mass. FC earliest stuff is primitive, raw, no wave. Just some friends having fun was the vibe – whether wearing a helmet at the Elks Lodge in Cambridge or covering Louie Louie at the OAH Hall in Peabody (these were pre-KLYAM attending shows, by the way). And we picked up on that from the very first time we saw them at O’Briens. Which was April 13, 2012. I believe it was the band’s first show with Jim on drums. As Chris wrote:

” Kids need to hear Fat Creeps! Their energy and attitude is always present. I recognize some of the songs, which I want to point out as another trait that separates Fat Creeps from most bands I see: their songs are easily recognizable. I only had to hear some of the songs once for me to remember them tonight, a rare quality indeed.”

Thus began being super fans. If anyone recalls, four years ago, we went on a bender of their shows, seeing them every chance we could. Writing about each one on this very site. And others were taking notice as well; I remember reading an article about them on The Metro as I took my train ride to work. They self-released their debut EP that summer. This album blew us away and inspired us to start our own record label, KLYAM Records, to release it on 10″ vinyl. Around that time Feeding Tube put out a 12″ featuring “Dad Weed” and “Daydreaming.” In 2014, their first full length LP Must Be Nice came through via Sophomore Lounge.

Come to their first show since Fuzzstival 2014 — FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 10 PM, at LILYPAD in Cambridge!!!!!!!

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Oh and to stir up your excitement even more, the group has posted two new songs to their BANDCAMP. “IN LOVE” and “MAN IN THE WINDOW”. Check ’em out!!!