Artists: Colleen Green, Plateaus, Bent Shapes, Bugs and Rats Date: Sunday, September 9, 2012 Venue: Middle East Upstairs (Cambridge, MA)
Comments: Act I: Bugs and Rats– These motherfuckers diminish what is left of my eardrums, which is great. Bugs and Rats are a powerhouse band, a three piece that is LOUD and guaranteed to wake up the neighbors. They would serve as a terrific alarm clock, I must say. I’ll admit much of the music I listen to is of the “wimpy” variety so I’m not as big into Bugs and Rats, but damn they are a solid band and they rock pretty hard. Their music is easy to head-bang to – in fact I would find it hard not to. Though it’s not necessarily my cup of tea, I can definitely recommend it. I also admire the band’s overall enthusiasm, which makes this performance even more fun. The drummer looks like he is going berserk! Lastly, I notice there is a picture of Anne Frank on the guitarist’s guitar, I do not know why, but I find this interesting. I mean I think it is Anne Frank. Either it is her or I am a fucking idiot.
Go nuts http://bugsandrats.bandcamp.com/
Act II: Bent Shapes– So, y’all know Bent Shapes were formerly known as Girlfriends, right? Alright good. Speaking of which, I haven’t seen this band since they opened for Harlem at Great Scott back in April 2010, so it is a real pleasure to see them tonight. I was always struck by their music before and I have been meaning to see them again for quite some time now, but for whatever reason it just never worked out. Fortunately, tonight is my night and I get a chance to see this excellent band. Bent Shapes definitely has some outstanding pop hooks and they remind me of one of my favorite bands, The Pains of Being Pure At Heart. I also hear a lot of pop punk a la Wavves in their music. Glen concurs on this point. Without a doubt my favorite moment is when they play “I Was Here, But I Disappear,” a favorite of mine. Not just a favorite from the band, but one of my favorite songs of all time. I did not expect them to play this song at all, so this is a real treat. Admittedly, I need to listen to more of their material and I plan to. You should too! http://bentshapes.bandcamp.com/
Set List:
Public
Brat (“Brat Poison”)
Panel (“Panel of Experts”)
Bites (“Bits and Scratches”)
Big M (“Big Machines”)
Space
Bhead?
Disappear (“I Was Here But I Disappear”)
Hex (“Hex Maneuvers”)
Leave (“Leave It Till You Need It”)
Boys (“Boys to Men”)
Act III: Plateaus– Before tonight’s performance I have never heard of Plateaus, but now I am convinced they are a sound band and I plan on checking out their music. Their songs are not as stripped down and catchy as those of Bent Shapes, but they keep up the same power pop/ pop punk sensibility. I am also feeling some strong garage vibes and in this way I can see them fitting well with the kind of music we typically champion on KLYAM. Their set is definitely fun and gets me pumped up for Colleen, even more so than I already was. http://plateausband.bandcamp.com/
Act IV: Colleen Green– Before I start my little babbling, I am going to take a mini trip back to April 2011. April 29, 2011 to be exact. Glen and I had had little exposure to basement venues (a couple of shows in Lowell and that was about it) and so when we arrived at the Starlab in Somerville to see one of Ottawa’s finest, The White Wires, we were a bit perplexed. As I recall we paid the seven bucks or so for admission (which included a stamp of the word “fuck” on my hand) and then we left the venue momentarily to smoke a bowl. One of the dudes running the show caught up with us and said that it was cool for us to smoke inside. So, we did. More importantly, why am I telling this story?! What I forgot to mention was that Colleen Green was headlining this bill, but at the time we had no idea who Colleen Green was, we came to see White Wires as I had mentioned earlier. I remember sitting down Indian style in the basement of the Starlab, waiting for the band to play- actually the dudes from Luau (also on the bill that evening) were setting up their equipment and I began to aggressively converse about G.G. Allin and Charles Manson the way I often do when I’m left unsupervised. Around this time, Colleen approached Glen and me, oh and Dan, damn I forgot that motherfucker came with us, he’s the man! She sarcastically said something to the effect of “You aren’t those guys that are smoking weed are you?” She then politely introduced herself as Colleen and within seconds I began vigorously raving about my favorite bands as I tend to do if given even the slightest opportunity. I stated that my top three current favorite bands were/are 1)Black Lips 2)Deerhunter, and 3) Hunx and His Punx. This led to a brief discussion of the Hunx tune “Cruisin,” a fabulous song indeed. Alas, we weren’t able to stay long enough to catch Colleen’s set that night, but I remember thinking anyone that appreciates greats like Hunx and His Punx is worth checking out. So, I YouTube’d a few songs and live vids and I was instantly hooked. But, between 21+ shows and lack of transportation we KLYAMERS missed out on all the remaining Colleen Boston gigs :( Until now! Ahh shit, it’s 4:20 (I didn’t plan this btw) why am I still writing this? Why am I still up? I need to be awake and alert in a vapid classroom setting within four hours. Oh well. So yeah, tonight is very exciting on the account that not only do Glen and I get to see Colleen Green live for the first time, but with a whole band including members of Plateaus. The Colleen Green Band opens with a cover of the fine Descendents tune, “Good Good Things,” before moving into what may just be my favorite Colleen number “I Wanna Be Degraded,” goddamn that song is catchy! The whole set is spectacular. Colleen can be pure rock ‘n’ roll and totally mellow all at once. It’s like she doesn’t have to shout, but you can hear every little nuance of her vocals. I don’t know what I’m talking about- to quote a friend of mine-“I don’t know art, but I know what I like!” One of my other favorites is “Dance the Night Away,” a killer tune that surely stood out as one of 2011’s finest. Colleen and crew close the set with “Nice Boy (I Want A),” another classic that leaves me in great anticipation for tomorrow night’s performance in Lowell. I can’t wait! http://colleengreen.bandcamp.com/
+ Cave Bears
Photo from Boston Hassle
Midwest look out! Sept 25 NYC Death By Audio
Sept 26 Bard College NY
Sept 27 Pittsburgh- THE VATICAN’T
Sept 28 Cropped Out Louisville KY, just hangin out
Sept 29 Cropped Out
Sept 30 Nashville Tower 2 WTC
Oct 1 Murfreesboro, TN TBA
Oct 2 Carbondale IL SKIHAUS
Oct 3 St. Louis Blank Space
Oct 4 Iowa City- The Mill
Oct 5 Chicago at Situations
Oct 6 Athens OH house show then Casa
Oct 7 NYC TBA
Oct 8 Purchase College, NY
We’ll update this as soon as things our finalized, but I figured I’d give y’all a headstart. If you live in any of these cities, get yer badass out to the show! http://fathistorymonth.blogspot.com/ http://fathistorymonth.bandcamp.com/ http://soundcloud.com/guerillatoss http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=muFMH-MaO2Y
Aha, this looks terrific! It’s as if you found this in your uncle’s basement and you have to blow the dust off it because no one has played the damn thing since the 70s.
Hard In Heaven– Vinyl Release Date: TBA on Burger Records
“Filmmaker Lance Bangs will project documentary excerpts, short films, music videos, concert footage, tour projections and collaborations featuring Arcade Fire, Belle & Sebastian, Guided By Voices, Jay Reatard, LCD Soundsystem, Menomena, Neutral Milk Hotel, No Age/Black Flag, Pavement, R.E.M., the Shins, Elliott Smith, Sonic Youth, Syd Tha Kid, the White Stripes, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs and others.
The program will include an excerpt from his forthcoming feature length documentary “Breadcrumb Trail” about the Louisville band Slint, as well as excerpts from the unreleased feature length concert film “Arthurfest.”
Following the screening, Bradford Cox (Atlas Sound, Deerhunter) Randy Randall (No Age) Dean Spunt (No Age) and Mike Watt (Minutemen, Stooges) will perform live.“- http://la-underground.tv/post/30966582819/lance-bangs-immortal-volume-1990-2012
WOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Now kids across the Northeast can experience KLYAM’s favorite Boston band and one of the most breathtaking live acts as of late. Seriously, if any of you KLYAM readers out there live in Providence, Portland, Northampton, Bennington, New York or nearby, I seriously recommend you go to one of these shows! Check out these badass fliers!
09/21 – Allston, MA @ The Pill at Great Scott 09/22 – Providence, RI @ Ladyfest Providence @ Machines with Magnets 09/27 – Portland, ME @ Matthew’s 09/28 – Northampton, MA @ The Basement 09/29 – Bennington, VT @ Bennington College w/ The Migs 09/30 – New York @ Cake Shop
Artist: Fagettes Release Date: July 17, 2012 Label: Self-Released Track List:
1) If I See Him Again
2) On Drugs
3) My Girl Looks Like Johnny Thunders
Comments: Fagettes! Here’s a band that delivers just what the doctor ordered. It’s raining like a motherfucker right now, so I might as well stay inside my dorm and put on some nice, soothing music. Enter Fagettes. One of the hardest working bands in the Boston underground music scene, Fagettes have been around the block for a few years now and have played with the likes of Hunx and His Punx and Shannon and The Clams; after listening to this EP I can strongly recommend them to fans of those bands and like minded weirdos across the galaxy. “If I See Him Again” is pleasing to my ears, bringing some sunshine to this rainy day. The title track is fun and brings to mind the aforementioned Shannon and The Clams, Velvet Underground, Violent Femmes, The Vaselines, and local heroes, Fat Creeps. “On Drugs” sounds just like what it is, but in the best possible way. Fagettes seem to live in some strange, hazy world and with this tune they do their best to wrap you up real tight and take you with them. I’m turned on. I love the mix of male and female vocals, and this song feels like a grand ode to Beat Happening- with the vocals specifically reminding me of Heather Lewis. Beat Happening, but more savage, slip some acid in dat hot chocolate boy! The band continues in this mellow, almost apathetic approach in the EP’s final song “My Girl Looks Like Johnny Thunders,” and this time they whip out a funky harmonica, which helps make the track stand out on its own. Thunders culminates in some fantastic shrieks from the two lead vocalists, with each ferociously shouting “FEEL ALRIGHT!” Yes, I do feel alright. The weather may be shitty, but after hearing this little ditty, I’m feeling alright. Actually, more than alright, I’m feeling pretty sexy. Listen to Fagettes today, if you want to feel sexy: http://thefagettes.bandcamp.com/releases
Hey, hey, by the way! Catch Fagettes playing a Halloween show along with Fat Creeps, Earthquake Party, and Fedavees on Friday, October 13 at the Rosebud in Somerville, MA! Shit just got even spookier…
YEAHHH!!! Our beloved Black Lips are touring the Middle East region this very month, a conquest they have been cooking up since 2008 or earlier. The foursome are taking Lazzy Lung along with them for their pilgramidge and their first show is on Wednesday, September 19 in Larnarca, Cypresss. Spreading peace, love, and rock ‘n’ roll- and who better to do it than the greatest themselves?!
Check out Anonymous Dog Tapes and Records! They are putting out some fine cassettes for various artists including Boston KLYAM faves Fat History Month (“I Finally Understand What People Mean When They Say Drifting”) and SARALEE(“Untitled”). Click here: http://anonymousdog.com/
Full Title: Better Than Something Jay Reatard Year: 2011 Director(s): Alex Hammond & Ian Markiewicz Film Screening: Museum Of Fine Arts (MFA) – Remis Auditorium (Thursday, August 30, 2012) Comments: Preliminary Happenings –
So, movie starts at 8 we arrive at the Museum of Fine Arts at 7:58, an unbelievable feeling of relief washes over me because in my mind we have two minutes to spare- buy the ticket, take the ride. Batta bing, batta boom. Well, unfortunately I’ve never been to the Museum of Fine Arts! Yeah “art” art and KLYAM don’t really mix, we’re tards after all. Needless to say we spent the next ten minutes or so searching for the auditorium. If one were to take a shot of us from the sky we would have looked like mice on speed rushing through a maze, scurrying to find the Remis Auditorium. At one point, I felt like I was being played. Jay Reatard at the Museum of Fine Arts; I never thought the words Jay Reatard and museum would ever find themselves together in the same sentence. But, here we are. Thankfully, with the help of some kind employees we found our way, only to discover four other mutants in attendance. WTF?! I was/am disappointed in you Boston music fans. Glen and I caught a nice seat in the second or third row – just like pretty much every other show we want to be as close as we can until we get too close for comfort. Then again, comfort is the last thing on my mind when it comes to Jay Reatard.
Review: The film opens almost abruptly with footage of Jay playing in France, all pumped up and ready to go, but his mic won’t work. He is screaming his heart out, but there is no sound. Finally when the vocals come through Jay mutters something to the effect of “glad, we have a fucking professional.” I can’t think of a more perfect way to introduce the story of Jay Reatard. This brief live clip and the painfully awkward, but hilarious interview that accompanies it, in many ways sums up Jay’s entire persona. He was going to do his own thing with total commitment and if you were not on the same page as him then you were just a creep. I must say this opening scene is brilliant in its own little way and a very wise choice from directors Alex Hammond and Ian Markiewicz. If you didn’t know Jay coming into the film then you know from this moment on that you are not watching some bullshit Behind the Music story on a David Cassidy wannabe, instead this Tard is the real deal. Now, just to give a little bit of background on this documentary, before Jay passed he put out his final LP Watch Me Fall on Matador Records and the label wanted to make a short video to promote the record. This little video transformed into an insightful portrait of the man from Memphis – far beyond anyone’s expectations. Waiting For Something was a Tard creep such as myself’s wet dream! For once, fans were able to see Jay Reatard, not just as some tough guy rocker, but as an actual human being. Fast forward a few months and fans and friends all around the world are devastated to discover that one of rock ‘n’ roll’s greatest practitioners passed away at the age of 29. Alex and Ian’s film Better Than Something builds off of their initial project and includes additional footage, interviews, and other appearances that put the overall story in a better perspective. I was obviously a tremendous fan of the first film, so going into this show knowing that there would be mostly new material, I didn’t know how this would factor into the overall quality of the documentary. In other words, I wasn’t sure how strong this new material would be: would it just be filler? Or would it develop the story of Jay even further? Well, my friends, it certainly was the latter. In fact I was pleasantly surprised at how awesome some of this new material was. Not to say I thought it would be pointless or what have you, but damn it was pretty cool. I mean there is some priceless, invaluable archive footage here. Great, great live videos of Jay performing at house shows with The Reatards and The Lost Sounds. Not to mention numerous other performances including some at various Gonerfests over the years. I also must note the sheer number of new scenes in this movie. For those that saw the last flick, please don’t think you pretty much already saw the movie before. There are new, fascinating interviews with Jay’s family (dad, mom, sisters) and through these interviews we get to see Jay through the eyes of the people that love him. I know that seems obvious, but honestly it is necessary because 90% of the time you either hear folks talk about Jay being a total miscreant or you hear people suck his dick off about how amazing he was and how many records he put out and so forth. His family doesn’t see him as this giant rock star, which he wasn’t anyway, but they simply see him as their son/brother- Jimmy Lee Lindsey Jr.
Through meeting his family and tracing Jay’s Memphis roots, the audience gets to see how Jay came from extreme poverty and grew into an accomplished musician responsible for a vast, intimidating discography that dates back to his teens. With this in mind, every viewer knows Jay had to work his ass off to get to where he was at the time of his death, but I worry that some viewers might not understand just how much music he actually created with his previous bands and for how long they were active. For example, we see some stunning archival footage of Jay’s two prominent earlier bands, The Reatards and Lost Sounds on tour. And the way in which the filmmakers use this footage to tackle some of the main themes of Jay’s story such as his wild behavior and his aggression towards his peers is outstanding and appropriate. My only complaint is that viewers that don’t have a ton of knowledge about Jay and more specifically the underground “garage scene” that he was a part of, will they think “ohh, it’s cool to see these early videos of Jay before he took off and did his thing.” But, the truth is The Reatards and the Lost Sounds were well established bands for a while (7-10 years) and they were the main musical acts consuming Jay’s life/career. I just hope people don’t get the wrong impression. In other words, these bands were not mere stepping stones to his solo career, they are entities unto themselves. I don’t think the filmmakers intended any harm or anything like that, but I just think some clarification might have helped. Maybe more of a historical, chronological approach, explaining the significance of each band? I don’t know, perhaps that would fuck up the flow of the film, which is sound and consistently captivating. One of my other qualms with the documentary is the lack of narrative. I do appreciate the fact that Alex and Ian truly let Jay and those close to Jay communicate directly to the audience instead of having some random yahoos tell the story. That is a special touch which I think distinguishes this documentary. But, at the same time, I kind of feel like had Alex and Ian placed themselves in the picture then maybe we would have a more unified story. They do an excellent job of articulating the various themes of Jay’s life/story; I guess I am just looking for some sort of narrative like the one we see Todd Phillips deliver in the G.G. Allin documentary Hated (1993). In that film, Todd is not really visible on screen per se, but he provides a voice over that frames the narrative in an incredible way. Then again, I can totally respect them for choosing not to include themselves in the film.
Lastly, I want to make it a point that I enjoy this film very much, so do not get discouraged from viewing it because of some of my minor gripes! I like to leave reviews on a positive note, so let me tell you one of the best things about Better Than Something is the way in which the filmmakers let the interviews linger, often revealing some oddly thoughtful and/or comical comments from their interviewees. It’s like they kept in the stuff that most directors would toss in the trash can , deeming it as outtakes or deleted scenes. Some of my favorite examples of this are parts of conversations that are omitted from the first documentary Waiting For Something i.e. Eric Oblivian and Jay’s discussion of retired professional wrestlers such as Jake the Snake and Koko B. Ware. Firstly, I love this scene because I grew up watching WWF religiously. More importantly, this scene makes a great point about Jay. On the surface this appears to be merely humorous banter between two friends (and in a way it is), but within the context of the film, we realize that this is Jay’s way of laughing at all of the shit life is hurling at him. He points to the fate of Jake the Snake as a sixty year old man locked inside a character, wrestling his personal demons in front of a camera for the whole world to see. Being nearly half Jake’s age Jay declares that he cannot go down this road and just be another TV figure, another face on a magazine, another talented individual destroyed at an early age. Regardless of the outcome, I agree with Jay and I think we should see him in the same light, as a man above all of that “tragic rock star dies young” junk. Jay knew he was more than that. Better than something.
Cheers to Alex Hammond and Ian Markiewicz for bringing the story of Jay Reatard to the big screen! Your film is an astounding portrait of a man sadly most people never knew, hopefully your work will help Jay reach greater audiences than ever imagined, as I am confident it already has.