Documenting weirder and louder since 2007. Chicago is home base. Currently in Missoula, Montana.
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Yacht came to the Empty Bottle in Chicago with Bobby Birdman and made me a believer. "Best New Music" indeed. Ridiculously nice people who knew and loved Brainiac and busted out some serious guitar work and noise. This is good dance music people.
Below are two covers, Paleface's "Burn and Rob" in the dark, and "Nausea" !
Too dark, but must go up anyway, a lighter version will be up when I stop using Windows Movie Maker on a laptop from 2001.
Really now....
The craziest crowd I have ever seen at a DIY space was last night, as shown after the first small clip. Was way late, got there at 9:30, it started around 7 / 8. Caught the last two bands of four, which i believe these are Neurons and Raw Nerve. Had never been here. Cool spot with low ceilings. The guy in the red shirt drained every single drop of energy during their set. It seems everyone did. This was sheer insanity. Even inebriated, you could just feel the energy of that circle. Truly a whirlwind. WTF is going on at some of those points? Dude holding your face, are you okay?
The second show started at 10:30 at Halfway House. I knew nothing about it until a text came at 9:00. Nothing on the internet.... three? bands played, and cops were everywhere toward the end.. 12? cars outside. Gangbusters. Nice mixture of bands. Donation stuff. Amazingly layout. Space to walk around even though there were shitloads of people. It sounded like they're going to tear you guys apart!
I , and most people, really appreciate what you guys are doing to have these shows. Cheers to you all.
******** UPDATE ********** EVERYONE @ Halfway got evicted, EVERY floor?!
Dammit. First time there, loved it. WE APPRECIATE WHAT YOU DID GUYS! :(
...completely blowing me away. 2/18. I had only heard a handful of songs and the full album once as low backround noise to work.
I sensed it would be a really good one, so I posted a craigslist ad three hours before the show to test my luck. A wonderful girl answered my craigslist ad for tickets UNDER face! I hadn't heard more than a handful of St. Vincent songs, but from what I heard, I knew i'd like it. I'm happy I went. This ruled. I just listened to this song on record and it is not like this. This version ...jeez...just....heart on the floor.
Marnie Stern came and played the wonderful Permanent Records. The vocal amp blew out. They laughed and kept playing. Beers were drank. That dogs ears are screwed. I left a fan of Marnie Stern. 08???
WHAT IS THIS SONG?!?!?! I don't think it's a cover.
Reigning Sound played the Subterranean in 2009.
I really thought a few people there were either going to throw their voice of from screaming like madmen, or just hyperventilate and pass out.
People were WILD happy to be there, and so were they.
My friend Andy Junk dragged me out to this, and for that, I am grateful. I was not well versed in the catalogue of Cartwright, and am not easily impressed.
Being originally from Wisconsin, I could normally tend to care less.
Last year's lineups of tiny street festivals was stupid good. Menomena, White Rabbits, Handsome Furs, Flossatradamus, Harlem Shakes, Thao, Night Marchers etc. at Ribfest and Do Division
Tapes n Tapes and Art Brut played the first ever "green fest".
Haymarket Riot and Turbo Fruits played to NOBODY at the first ever...what...Metronome fest???? NOBODY!!!! Turbofruits were happy to drive to drive that long just to get $600. Me and two dudes rocked out.
These Arms Are Snakes broke up in January. I think my head still hurts from the last show. I'm saddened to see them go, but if it had to be done it had to be done.
Some argued the greatness of their most recent album, but I felt it to be really solid.
If they think it was time, who am I to argue.
This, my friends, is a song called Idaho, from the Subterranean show in 2009. Personally, this was my favorite time I ever saw them. Partly because they opened with this fucking song. They sure did love that place. Such a fitting venue for this band to tear to pieces.