Saturday NXNE Part 2
Sunday, June 15th, 2008Epigramme @ The Hideout
Hey, these guys are pretty damn good. Slick tunes, lots of energy, tight rhythms (despite the bass player reading from print-outs for his parts - at least I think that was happening - which is awesome) solid vocals and even a couple of badass guitar solos. Musically they’re pretty heavy on the rhythm and take a softer, ambient-style approach to melody - this appeals to me. Although I’m a little leery about doing a cover song for your closing number, regardless of how epic it was (pretty fucking epic).
Satellite Nation @ Rancho Relaxo
Australian rockers who basically sound like whatever your little brother’s favourite band on Edge 102 sounds like right now. I’ll give ‘em credit for a great performance (to a curiously large and interested, yet entirely seated, crowd) and a big sound, but I don’t listen to the Edge for a good reason. Mostly to prevent my tragic suicide. But I’m apparently a jaded, cynical music snob. Maybe you are not. Maybe you will like these guys.
Slim Twig @ The Silver Dollar
Cello, Farfisa organ, ancient drum machine, insane drummer and weirdo guitarist. Ordinarily, this is a recipe for success in my books, but the vocals were completely unhearable (despite his straining and yelling) over the screaming guitar and crashing drums. From what I could make out, it was entirely a good thing I couldn’t hear more. I’ll throw them in with Action Makes… more youngish types wearing ironic western wear and spazzing out to appropriated rock formats.
The Schomberg Fair @ The Silver Dollar
3 am, I’m wasted from a day full of running around between venues, and I manage to stick it out until the bitter end. I can’t believe there’s this many people here. And I kid you not, the room went absolutely insane for a good half-hour of dancing and sweating for these guys’ self-dubbed speed-gospel. They just picked up a new drummer, and the songs seem even faster than before, and heavier… the reaction from the crowd indicates this is a good thing. Things got so sweaty and so intense, I’m pretty sure lead singer Matt’s wedding band flew off his hand into the crowd, who thankfully, for his sake, retrieved it for him. I mean, you just can’t make stuff like that up. Overall, great time.
