Some volume issues during a performance on screen render the crowd restless. Murmurs ripple through, speculating and questioning.
“Can’t hear a fucking thing!” cuts through the darkness, crass and unconstructive.
“Well, you should’ve been there!” retorts another faceless voice, more lighthearted. By the end of the film, he couldn’t have been more right.
Download: No Age “You’re A Target” [Audio clip: view full post to listen] (off Losing Feeling E.P. out Oct 6th on Sub Pop)
Via: Cinefamily L.A.-based, world-renowned experimental noise pop duo No Age will appear live at the Cinefamily to perform their brand-new score for Jean-Jacques Annaud’s majestic 1988 film The Bear, a near-wordless cinematic expedition deep into the savagery and tenderness of the animal kingdom. Told from the titular species’ point of view, The Bear chronicles the [...]
Download: Foot Village “Reggae War Zone” [Audio clip: view full post to listen] (from Anti-Magic out now on Upset The Rhythm) Via Brian Miller from Foot Village—the release party for Il Corral founder and musician Bob Bellerue’s Live At The Smell documentary featuring short live sets from last fall by (in order of appearance) the [...]
Pearl Harbor’s music is one that connotes taking the most awesome sailboat trip of your life in the marina where Dennis Wilson drowned. Somehow his spirit floats to the top and incarnates itself into these rather young-looking purveyors who have based themselves upon that familiar sound.
Two kids find themselves on the wrong side of a tall green-painted iron fence and decide to climb over to get to the show. The first guy manages to get his legs over and jumps the rest of the way, hitting the ground running to lessen the impact. His friend attempts to do the same, but gets his shoe stuck on the fence and crashes to the ground, an eight foot fall with only his elbow and face to land on. Another night at the Smell.
photography by ward robinson Mika Miko performed Friday night at the Smell where they were joined by No Age at the end of their set. Also performing that night were Audacity, The Widow Babies, and UV Lights.
photography by lindsey best
On the surface, We Be Xuxa almost seems like a retread of old school American punk, but actually it evokes without constant copying—it’s fresh-faced punk, yet my heart hears Born Innocent-era Redd Kross in their sisterly choruses, and early early Black Flag or even Ramones in their strumming (minus Greg Ginn’s noodling) and Wipers downturns on the chords, and a Darby Crash-like insistence on writing lyrics too self-referential and profound to sing straight into the microphone. And there’s even a Urinals cover!?! And there’s a Beach Blvd-esque melodicism to Jessie Clavin’s bass lines, one that perfectly matches their Descendants-like love of making up pragmatic gerunds such as “Totion.” A lot of reviewers have said these gals (et dude) sound like X-Ray Spex, but that is a lazy lie!
