Did you watch The O.C. last night, (or as Dan calls it, The OC; pronounced Awwwk)? We you as disturbed as this longtime fan first time complainer? Granted we finally got to see the much anticipated kiss between Marissa and Alex, but the rest of the episode was so out of character it nearly left me speechless, (yeah, I know, it’s not possible). My first complaint is with Sandy Cohen’s strange affair with that, as Jenna would call her, pointy nosed bitch. Sandy doesn’t seem like the type of man with a cheating heart. He is way to honest of a family man to go behind the back of his wife, miss Valentines Day and then smooch another lady. It doesn’t sit well. In addition, it only took two episodes for Seth to become completely obsessed with Summer who is in need of a cheeseburger this season. Zach plays like it isn’t bothering him, but if he had balls like Ryan, Seth would be nursing a couple black eyes. Now let’s get back to the lesbian action. Marissa, who seemed to love the dick up until a couple weeks ago, is all set to have a torrid love affair with Ms. On-the-Fence Sexuality. Alex’s sexuality is more ambiguous than Ace and Gary. Anyway, all I can say is thank Christ the comic book storyline is no longer in play. That was the dumber than Luke’s gay dad from last season.I could ramble on for days in regards to the show, but I’ll stop because some of you hate the series. Anyway, after a hot second of musical collaboration with Dan and Kyle, Jenna stopped into 186 to catch this week’s episode. It was great because she talks to the television as much as me. Ghory also crept out of the basement and stopped in to make love to The Future while we gawked at the weirdness. With 15 minutes left in the show, Builder cruised into the apartment and tried to jump right in. Silly Builder, bitches is for kids. Following the show, we wasted some time waiting for our chance to stop in to the Mercury Lounge to catch some rock.
Around 10pm it was time to hit the street. We slid into the club with enough time to get a drink and say hello to Beach and the crew before Chin Up Chin Up took the stage. The Midwest boys kicked off their set with the title track to their debut, We Should Have Never Lived Like We Were Skyscrapers. Beach and I called sung along with the first few lines of the solid dreamy track. It’s amazing to think that these boys aren’t part of the Montreal scene that the press has been creaming over. Chin Up Chin Up consists of five modest looking guys who are extremely polite and composed while onstage. Besides some of their drum beats, their style lacks the post-everything sound coming from both sides of the country. They’ve written some top notch tunes that should land them a deal with a label like Arts & Crafts or Sub Pop.
While they kept me bouncing to tunes like Collide The Tide (my jam), The Architect Has A Gun and the wonderfully titled I Hope For Tumbleweeds, the crowd grew more receptive of their intriguing sound. Their master manipulator on the keyboard adds a spacey element to their forward thinking rock, but it all comes back to the interplay of the two guitars. By the middle of their set Dana and DTL had made their way into the back room to enjoy the jams. The set concluded with a rousing bang as they said goodbye to New York with Falcons and Vulcans. The guitar parts in this song remind me of Wilco, but the bridges are something unique to the band. I’m highly recommending you check out their record and I’ll keep you updated as to when Chin Up Chin Up is playing in the area.
After the set we were greeted by Gigs who unfortunately missed the set. As a few monkeys said goodbye, Beach, Dana, Joe, Joe’s friend who was really nice, but whose name I forget and I hit the bar for tequila shots. Soft took the stage, and drew us back into the show room. They were kind of funny at first, but then it was easy to see how they were positioning themselves. Five guys from New York who were playing music that sounded like it came from Britain. The similarities to The Music are quite obvious, but it sounded like they were going for a (as Beach called it) Manchester sound. Don’t think the Smiths though. Think the twilight years of Factory Records. There was an undeniable Happy Mondays feel to the entire set,(minus the excessive drug usage). It wasn’t bad, but I thought they needed to smooth a few things out before they will take off. Near the end of the set Dana and I had enough so we trekked back to our respective apartments and called it a night.*** So this clip might be better for a Monday afternoon, but if you have some end of the week aggression, don’t get mad at your coworkers. Just challenge them to a duel much like this one between The Giraffes lead singer and the biggest friend they could find. It’s hilarious at first, but then my insides started to hurt, (Real or Windows Media).
*** If you are like me, then you are more excited about seeing The Ponys than Bloc Party when they share a bill at the Bowery. Unfortunately those two shows have already sold out, but our good friends at The Mercury have added a Ponys show on April 10th. Look for advance tickets. Since The Ponys debut is called Laced With Romance we consider them to be on the forefront of the revolution. Come join the movement.
5 Comments:
hell yes! I was wondering how I was going to get me some ponys fix without having to get on my knees and "choose romance" in order to score a bloc party ticket.
nice.
yeah brother, the ponys are on. chances are i'll be riding in before their set on a pony with barrels of tequila strapped to its side.
ps. nice use of the revolution.
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