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Mike Mountain S/T

People also ask, why are dreams so weird when sick. The first one is runaway like hardcore speed oven stuffer, the transporting nostalgia of when Reatard’s live band just took the fuq off. Fuq off. In Mike Mountain style and surely this is a defined style – Webster Worthy – the second one, and my favorite “Acid At The Funeral”, is cooling off. Taking a skinny dip into Acushnet river in the early to mid 90s off a noise rock on Popes Island. Mumblejumble screaming behind the band’s turn right screwdriver rhythms and meet in the middle spasms. I could spend a half a day on those rocks with a smartphone and headphones trying to transcribe the lyrics and associated meanings. This was a well rehearsed crew that was in spiritual unison with Mark E and any number of knowing wiseperson frontpersons. Three “Trash Bed” and Four “Creepo Fiendo” settle back to the urgency of Number One before an aberrant misremembered & altogether rewarding go at Rebel Jew. Gateway bridge back to motifs of moments prior: the transformation of bean bag toss to Cornhole in thirty rich years of exploration and higher level mountaineering, thinking, and winking to Netflix climber, Dirtbag. Someone says that was awesome and it was and it’s over. Move right along or revisit as some wise folks do.

All Music by Meyer Brown*
All Lyrics by Michael Montagano*
Recorded 2015 by Clinton Lisboa at the Wamsutta Mills, New Bedford, MA.
*Track 5 originally by David Berman & Silver Jews.

Vocals: Michael Montagano
Guitar: Meyer Brown
Bass: Tyrell Pina
Drums: Christopher DeSouza

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)

OPENING NIGHT – RAMA LAMA DING DONG – 4/28 – CLUB BOHEMIA

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Back in the day we used to have “Hopes and Expectations” before highly anticipated shows featuring our slimy favorites. With the Rama Lama Ding Dong, the theme surrounding it is the ultimate local show that we would want to see TIMES THREE. We are grateful to be curating an experience featuring bands we consider EXCITING performers in garage, noise, punk, surf, Rock and Roll.

Opening night is Thursday, April 28 at Club Bohemia in Central Square, Cambridge. Love it or hate it, we are in the former camp and have held several fun KLYAM shows in this dank basement of the Cantab Lounge.

To kick off the festivity, KLYAM will be DJ’ing starting at 8 PM. What will we play? Ass shakers, maybe some Jandek, sure maybe some Khan, some singles from the early 1950s.

My band and I, G. Gordon Gritty, will be starting things around 9 PM. I’m not a musician, we’ve never all together played in the same room and my last gig at Bohemia we cleared the joint of aging Rockers until all but Mickey Bliss remained. Come check it out!

Next up will be Mike Mountain. I met Mike in New Bedford, his glorious hometown, about one year ago. He is joyously unpredictable, confidently moseying the musical vernacular like a guy who owns 20,000 records and favorite band is The Thinking Fellas Local Union 282. Whatever form Mike strolls to town in, it will be somethin’.

Third on the dusty billing is Andy California, perhaps the only musician who is awarded pre-arranged accommodations at the incensed Bohemia Club.  Dude recently toured Europe and yup is THAT guy from The Monsieurs and Mardi Kings. In the California incarnation, he’s strumming away – bluesy stomps – and guess what you better be payin’ attention because he swirms and swims amongst the vulnerable crowd. Not some passive pensive slinger, Cali is the look you in the eye, real deal.

One, two, three and four – Second Becky. What do we know about Second Becky? It is a band coming courtesy of Victoria from GRAVEL. A two piece. What else do we know? We know it’s a band we ought to check out, a band you ought to check out. Find out more at the show!

HEADLINING are the heavies, the behemoths of the every second is a celebratory noisy freakout FUNERAL CONE. The hardest of cores playing the Ding Dong, we’ve been wanting these cats on a KLYAM show for a while and what better occasion than this, bringing this wicked evening of craze to a close.

Come early, stay late, you know. 21+. $8