Showing posts with label punk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label punk. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

feedtime

Last night I went and saw a truly sublime performance with SD and G$. Feedtime (aka feedtime) got their start in Australia during the late 70s.

I never heard of them until 2012 and likely neither did you. This is the type of discovery that makes music reissues so thrilling.

Feedtime is a trio that plays swampy blues punk. Both the guitarist and the bassist regularly employ a slide. It is caveman-ish and cathartic. It is a sound as old as the hills. But this trio took this limited sonic palette and they just OWNED it.

Bill Meyer, critic for the Chicago Reader explains them this way: "Imagine if Wire had met in shop class instead of art school and loved Blind Willie Johnson as much as Eno."

In hindsight, this is a classic case of a band just not getting their due respect.

Not that they seemed bitter at all last night at the Empty Bottle playing to a half empty room at $10 a head. In fact, they just appeared to be having the time of their lives playing out before an appreciative audience.

The performance wasn't showy, it wasn't contrived, but damn if it wasn't effective at being evocative of every menacing rumble that came before (i.e. Link Wray) and after (i.e. Mudhoney, whose lifelong fandom likely instigated this reissue).

Listen to Mark Arm's favorite feedtime tracks below and then do yourself a favor and seek out the box set - it is only $35 on Amazon for four LPs.

Monday, January 30, 2012

Another State of Mind

I was talking to a friend tonight who is teaching a class at Colombia College about Touring. I suppose it is for musicians who have never toured and want to make the most of it.

I took the opportunity to mention one of my favorite music documentaries, Another State of Mind. Turns out that he had not seen it and I pledged to loan him my copy.

This movie split my world open when I saw it on Night Flight on the USA Network late at night. I had not seen anything like this scene and it scared me and thrilled me in equal amounts.

Here is an excerpt. If you are at all interested in the beginnings of the hardcore punk scene I urge you to check this film out on Netflix or whatever.