shows - March 16-17, 2006, Austin, TX
From: "greg grunke"
Date: Thu Mar 30, 2006 1:16 am
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Mr. F, Mr.
Mullican and myself hit the road Tues 3/14 at 10:30 pm and drove
22 hours nonstop until the "Check Aneurysm" light came
on in Fredricksburg.
Drove the last hour into Austin next morning and were immediately
by the size and diversity of the festival. Picked up Stirling then
Ethan at the Whiskey Bar, site of our first unofficial show. Nice
venue run by a cool cat named Bart. This was a daytime showcase
the other bands were great to watch, very tight and each very distinct
the other. First up was Lomita (could be Lometa, saw both spellings).
Dreamy psych with kinda countryish elements. Stirling described
upbeat Mazzy Star meets Velvets. Did a very cool keyboard-driven
Cramps' Garbage Man that was more Sister Ray than Link Wray. Next
Woozyhelmet (Austin), a super tight 3-pc punk band with a feel that
Minutemen and early Descendents. Excellent! Then Cue (another Austin
Great instrumentals that had violin thrown in with the drumsbassguitarkeys
for a sound that combined elements of Dirty 3 with Godspeed. Did
ultra-groovy cover of the Badalamenti Twin Peaks theme. Boy Skouts
Oakland, CA) were peppy.
Then we played.
And sucked. Combo of unfamiliar rental amps that
didn't work, fatigue and a hard deadline to get offstage resulted
somewhat truncated set with rushed tempos, missed changes and
botched endings. Got a decent response but we knew we had to do
After the show
we hightailed it over the river for a free outdoor
show by Echo & the Bunnymen. Ian's voice was in fine form. (Thom
give more specifics). Mr. Mullican by this time was listing to starboard
rather seriously so it became my job to keep him upright and moving
attention from the fuzz. After went to check out Room 710 where
"official" show would be. Club specializes in three types
of music: heavy,
really heavy and REALLY fuckin' heavy. All Power Violence, All the
Noticed that the heavier the sound the larger and more elaborate
of its practitioners. Couple bands with Rottweiler vocalists whose
missed. Then Daniel Doyle, a most excellent one-man band, setting
loops on guitar before jumping on his drum kit to accompany with
jazzy blastbeats and headset vocals. Very cool! (Turns out Ethan
and he's an SR fan. The next day Daniel graciously loaned us his
shuttled us around in his van and tolerated us flirting with his
girlfriend.) Next up was Helios Creed kicking off his tour and release
new album. Band consisted of Butthole Jeff Pinkus on bass, the guitarist
from Crust and the Chrome drummer who isn't Aleph Kali. Really
inspirational, the perfect soundtrack for watching the walls melt.
pushed over the top when vocalist Fabienne Shine (Shakin' Street
Damon Edge's widow) joined for a few songs including a killer cover
All Tomorrow's Parties. Headliner Whitehouse was severely anticlimactic
after this, with mainbrain what's-his-name twisting knobs and crooning
affectless while a bassist made droney with her back to the audience.
after 10 minutes to see Will Sargent DJ at a nearby lounge.
we decided to use Friday's daytime show to get our shit
together. Carlos of One Umbrella had organized a day-long event
at a cool
space that's part of the Future Home of The Austin Ballet (I kid
We were so busy shuttling equipment back and forth that we didn't
chance to check out the other performers except in passing. Caught
delicate, ambient sounds with projected images. After dialing in
we did a loose, fun set. The 25-30 people in the audience seemed
to have a
jolly time and we got in a good rehearsal for the main event.
a mad dash to Room 710. While loading in heard some of
Minsk's set which evoked Neurosis in their sparse and spooky mode
included what sounded like a monotone guitar. They were gone by
the time we
were finished loading so I couldn't verify. Bible of the Devil feature
or part of St. Vitus (!!) and could probably eat iron ore and shit
chain. Big-ass beards too. Missed Weedeater but Stirling pronounced
sufficiently "heavy". Band before us was Stinking Lizaveta,
a Philly based
superduperpower trio and (for me at least) the real earopener of
festival. Drummer bashed her kit with brutal economy (and in a black
evening gown no less) generating driving grooves in total lock with
electric bassist, while guitarist drops riffs and noise bombs and
sings/yells into his humbuckers. Repetition rhythm section tension
and builds to point of explosion/implosion and when the change comes
like having yer head rammed through a plate glass window.
After all that
we didn't dare suck. Opened with Tabula Rasa, just Thom and
Stirling on stage setting up the pulse for a couple minutes, me
joining in all skeletal and building gradually. By actually paying
attention to dynamics for a change it turned into one of the best
we've ever done, if I may say so. Since we had our stage volume
in check all the harmonics and phantom tones were finally ringin'
they should. Siam also came off especially well. Crowd good-sized
enthusiastic. We even did a request, pulling off a chunky and menacing
version of Ivory Coast despite never having attemped it in this
configuration. Hell, I'd never played the monotone part on it before.
got to unleash his inner Ozzy/D.L. Roth. It felt like we'd stepped
the equipment etc. made it back to the motel at 6:00 am, got
up 9:30 am, dropped off Stirling at the airport and hit the road
Had fabulous BBQ. Gibbered like idiots. Exhaustion halucinatory--felt
I'd been frying for three days. Leisurely 29-hour drive back.
-NP: Grinch: Brown Showercap