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02/24/15 4:14pm
02/24/2015 4:14 PM |

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Hello again friends, welcome to another cold ass week in hell. You think there’s an end in sight to Old Dude Winter’s icy grip around your numbed extremities? Sorry, nope. At least not for the foreseeable future. But if you’re nothing but a whippersnapper now and still planning to live a good long life–first of all, good luck with that. But secondly chill out on this deep freeze, relatively speaking it’s only temporary. Hope you caught that New York City Panel on Climate Change report that dropped like a bomb (rather bombogenesis, remember that scare?) earlier this week, because you’re gonna need it. The report detailed that chya, just as we suspected before the Big Freeze of 2k15, things are about to start heating up. Which means that, despite the spew coming from climate “experts” trying to tell you otherwise, it’s getting hot in here. End times y’all, boom. Time to boogie. (more…)

02/03/15 10:49pm
02/03/2015 10:49 PM |
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Wow guys, so I heard some of you actually subjected yourself to the Super Bowl and thus Katy Perry earlier this week. Personally, I’m ashamed. Even if you “just watched it for the ads,” like, gross– I’m still disappointed in you. Redeem thyself not with X number of Hail Marys, spellcasting, or prostration in front of candelabras, but by supporting what most humans would recognize as actual music. And, please, don’t think of this is as a chore, because this week there are two of us bringing you a bulletproof list of excellent music sound happenings.

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Our Top Pick For The Week, Yep

Young Gutted, Show Me The Body, Mannequin Pussy, Heeney

Saturday February 7th, 8 pm @ Shea Stadium, tickets: $8 advance, $10 at the door

If you can only make it to one show this week– first of all, I pity you because this is New York City, baby– but secondly, you won’t be disappointed if you pick this one.

Featuring Show Me The Body, a surprisingly acoustic sludge band led by apparent badasses who ain’t got time for “transplants” and are politically astute to boot. All proceeds are going to the National Lawyer’s Guild. Why on earth would anyone want to give money to lawyers, you might ask? Well these lawyers are chillers because they provide free legal representation for protestors.

Yung Gutted (aka Antonio Hernandez) will tickle the opposite side of your auditory cortex with his deep, rich bass-heavy R&B beats. The Brooklyn-based producer released his first beat tape just two years ago– it’s available on Bandcamp for whatever price you feel is fair but, like, be nice–  however he’s developed a pretty loyal following since then and has garnered the attention of big-deals like Ratking.

Joining the headliners are Mannequin Pussy, a Philly pussy punk outfit that is probably the most badass amongst the pack of pussy bands, and Heeney will bring home the good boy rock n’ roll. [ND]

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Yearn For The Mud

Wolvves, Aeon Rings, We Are Temporary, Skeleton Head

Friday February 6th, 8 pm @ Trans Pecos, tickets: $8 advance, $10 at the door

Do not dismiss these party garage punks for their adult transplant probz: “I’m going  home today/ I can’t think of what to say/ Coz my mom will see all my tattoos and I won’t know what to say.” Wolvves is so much more than that. Juvenile, perhaps, but who’s ever heard a good punk song replete with mature themes? Not me.

We’re not exactly sure what’s going on with the line up here, but lest we choose a slow death alone in the desert of NotCool, we won’t question the lovely people at Trans Pecos. I’m sure they knew what they were doing when the slapped a supremely cheesy goth band, Aeon Rings, on the bill along with another nostalgie de la boue-ish, ’80s outfit, Skeleton Head. Get this stuff while it’s hot because it won’t be around for long, we’re hoping. And that’s not necessarily because we don’t like it, we didn’t say that. It’s because we’ve got money on this. We’ve bet actual cash that this trend is nearing saturation. PM me if you wanna join the betting pool. [ND]

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Act Now, Seriously

Screaming Females, Priests, Tenement, Vacation

Sunday February 28th, 10:30 pm @ Knitting Factory, tickets: $15

Hey! Just because there are like ten million bands participating in the Don Giovanni Records Showcase this weekend does not mean figuring out which show to attend should hurt your brain. We’ve subjected ourselves to brain pain for you. That’s what we’re here for, K?

If it weren’t for recent developments, we might have regretted to inform you that our pick– Screaming Females, Priests, Tenement, Vacation on Sunday night– was sold out. Dang! But something truly amazing has transpired: they’ve added a second show! A later one! So seriously make quick like jack rabbit and get your tickets now. Yeah, yeah we know this show is a couple of weeks off, but trust– we’re doing you a favor by giving you a heads up. If you’re seriously impatient, you can check out what’s happening this weekend instead.

If you’ve been living under a boulder (Or maybe in Boulder? Sorry, Colorado sucks) then maybe you haven’t heard of Screaming Females. This fantastic trio writes catchy indie diddies vaguely recalling 90’s rock, but really by now they are kind of their own institution. Also, the band juuuuust released a new album on Don Giovanni, Rose Mountain, and this show is the official party for that achievement. Priests will bring their fist-pumping sassy punk anthems from D.C., Tenement contributes their Midwest pop punk tunes, and last but not least is Vacation out of the Great State of Ohio, the land of a thousand disgusting punk bands. [ND]

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Hopefully You Didn’t Sleep On This One

Parquet Courts, Future Punx, Eaters

Monday February 9th, 8 pm @ Palisades, tickets: SOLD OUT

Everyone is goo goo ga ga for Parquet Courts. Yeah, yeah they sound like Pavement blah, blah blah. But for reals, these guys put on a fun show. But we don’t have to tell you that, the fact that tickets usually sell out within a handful of minutes probably convinced you already. That’s why we’re hoping you were smart about this one and bought your tickets ahead of time, otherwise you’re plumb outta luck.

Joining The Parkays are their label mates Future Punx, another band with a bunch of good shows under their belts. They seriously tore shit down at Aviv several weeks back, amirite? And the addition of Eaters– experimental minimal electronic meets catchy rawk riffs– to the bill really just emphasizes the need to get to this show at all costs. [ND]

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New Ambience

Stage Hands, Tallesen, Jono Mi Lo, Middle Grey, Dean Cercone

Monday February 9th, 8 pm @ Silent Barn, tickets: $8 at the door

What happens when you combine soothing New Age vibes with a Netcentric outlook? This show, that’s what. You may remember our profile of Jono Milo over at Brooklyn Magazine– we spoke with the current artist-in-residence at Silent Barn about his experiments with algorithmic sampling. Chances are he’ll be breaking that program out at this show, and if you’re curious about what the hell he’s on to, we’re positive he’ll give you a rundown if you ask nicely.

Joining him is ambient act Stage Hands from um wtf where, Pennsylvania, and three local acts on a similar experimental electronic tip– Tallesen, Middle Grey, and Dean Cercone. [ND]

 

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Noize Boyz & Girlz

The Tinnitus Music Series with Vessel, Container and Noveller

Wednesday February 4, 8pm @ The Wick, tickets: $15

YAY. It’s that time again for the down right flawlessly curated Tinnitus Music Series (dedicated to the forefront of extreme noise). Thanks to Blackened Music and Pitchfork’s Show No Mercy we are reminded of at least one reason we continue to live in New York. This week’s pairing of Vessel and Container is about exploring the stomping grounds between techno and noise. Both projects make incredibly human rhythms by pushing their instruments to lumber, crack, and pound forward.

Container’s Ren Scholfield leads you around in ferocious patterns that never settle anywhere long enough for you to stop moving. Sebastian Gainsborough (aka Vessel) comes out of the Bristol techno scene, but has baffled categorization with wandering melodies and grinding drums. Opening act Noveller may not be as pummeling as her bill mates, but the soundscape she builds will sharpen your senses and transport you to a celestial atmosphere, right before you dance your ass off. [Sarah Lutkenhaus]

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Forget It’s Winter

Human Resources, Train Trash, Plebian, Negative Gemini

Saturday February 7th,  9pm @ Bohemian Grove, tickets: $ a few

Jeremy Krinsley, member of Alan Watts, also plays solo as Human Resources. He’s been on the low as of late but for good reason– Krinsley is at work on a new Human Resources release for Godmode, which will be out sometime this year, hopefully soon. His last solo release, Oxyc Woody II (2012), is a collage of sweeping cinematic sounds and fractured melodies which are endlessly listenable. Building on the vocabulary of his previous releases, we can expect something at once modern and nostalgic. You can come see what he’s been up to in this tropical basement, and all but forget that it’s winter. Additionally, Train Trash has spent years hoarding gear and learning to make it work together in unlikely ways. The set will undoubtedly take you through many different dimensions. [Sarah Lutkenhaus]

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Come Get Lost

Hubble, Nick Klein, die Reihe

Sunday February 8th, 9 pm @ Silent Barn, tickets: $8

This is truly a night to indulge in sound. Ben Greenberg (Pygmy Shrews, Zs, The Men, Uniform) is the kind of guy you want to strangle and say:“STOP doing so many awesome things!” Of course, then you would be deprived of a lot of awesome things, so instead we get to  wait and see what he’s gonna do next.

Hubble is the culmination of Greenberg playing guitar for hours upon hours on his roof in the summers. He summons a flood of tones and patterns by tapping his guitar at light speed. This time he is even one-upping himself with a 1-2 hour-long piece with quadraphonic sound. Hear it, and believe.

Nick Klein, too, are you kidding me? So good! His music manages to create rhythmic pulses that are urban and simultaneously isolating. He bends the notes to the edge of comfort and has mastered the use of silence to build tension. Not to be missed. Die Reihe should more than satisfy your appetite for modular synth exploration and insane sounds. [Sarah Lutkenhaus]

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01/13/15 10:04pm
01/13/2015 10:04 PM |

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Welcome to another list. Has anyone told you yet your life will just be an endless series of lists, really? Long ones, short ones, completed ones, unfinished ones. Well, we promise you this list is less depressing than all those other lists. This list will not make you feel inadequate, in fact it will make you feel pretty cool.

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Sick Sounds

Cult of Youth, Astral Knife

Wednesday January 14th, 10 pm – 4 am at Home Sweet Home (Lower East Side), tickets $7

Brooklyn-based industrial and post-punk revivalists Cult of Youth released an excellent new album last fall, Final Days, and now they’re embarking on a cross-country tour, which means this is probably your last chance to see them for a few months yet. Don’t sleep on it, this is essential bad weather music. Joining them at Nothing Changes–Home Sweet Home’s weekly foray into industrial, punk, goth, and generally spooky vibes– is Astral Knife, a New York City-based experimental noise outfit that trades in deathly soundscapes and distant wails worthy of an exorcism.

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Stay Cold

Pop. 1280 7″ Release Party with Bootblacks, Anasazi

Thursday January 15, 8 pm at Saint Vitus (Greenpoint), tickets $10

Boy are we lucky– even more Sacred Bones bands are playing this week. Catch Anasazi (brutal death punk from NYC) and Bootblacks (post-punk darkness also from the city) alongside Pop. 1280 to celebrate the latter’s new 7 inch at Saint Vitus. Pop. 1280 are taking off on a tour themselves, though these bbs are headed to European shores. According to the band, they won’t be playing another show in the US for at least four months, but get excited for their return because the band is slated to release a full-length album sometime this year.

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Brassy Brawds and Dreamy Bros

What Cheer? Brigade, Unstoppable Death Machines, Big Figment

Friday January 16th, 8 pm at Aviv (Greenpoint), tickets $10

An 18-person brass band (What Cheer? Brigade) will cram inside Brooklyn’s newest DIY venue on Friday, which could be either absolutely insufferable or totally insane (in a good way)– either way it’s going to be a freaking spectacle and you really shouldn’t miss it if you can tolerate old world nostalgia. Also on the bill is Unstoppable Death Machines, offering up a totally different sonic experience with their hyped-up bro-garage rock. We forgive them though– the Tucci brothers could swat us in the eye with their lovely long manes and we’d still be OK with watching them perform. Big Figment, a brass-based jazz fusion punk band of sorts (sorry, I don’t know what the hell that means either, just listen to them to clear up that mess) are also set to play. We highly recommend grabbing those $5 cups of champagne and sloshing back a few of those before hand.

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Long Live the ’90s

The Vaselines

Friday January 16th, 8 pm at the Bell House (Gowanus), tickets $22

No matter that this Scottish band was formed almost 30 years ago, their songs remain classic odes to love, drugs, and death and continue to be reinterpreted, covered, and imitated decades later. After a years-long hiatus, and nothing more than a retrospective released on Sub-Pop, the band surprised everyone with a new album back in 2010, Sex With An X. The Vaselines are touring once again and will make a stop at the Bell House to promote their new album, V For Vaselines, which the band says was inspired the Ramones, shows that the Vaselines are nothing if not consistent. And that’s something we can totally be happy about.

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Just Go, K?

U.S. Girls, Slim Twig, Bottoms, Eaters

Saturday January 17th, 8 pm at Palisades (Bushwick), tickets $8 in advance $10 at the door

Meghan Remy aka U.S. Girls writes some seriously catchy songs in the vein of Dirty Beaches, if Dirty Beaches had a clearer vocal presence. And though it’s been at least a year since I’ve blasted one of her songs in my room, it appears U.S. Girls is touring again despite the fact that her last full-length release, GEM, was from all the way back in 2012. Could this mean a new album is on the way? Who knows. All we know is that you should totally go check her out. Ms. Remy’s musical confidante, Slim Twig (another Toronto one-man band) will make an appearance to. Two acts are opening for the Canadian pair, Bottoms (“a gender-problematizing goth band”) and Eaters (freaking seriously amazing stuff– one part pop, one part out-there synthscapes).

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Hardcore Rant

Haymaker, The Rival Mob, Sex Prisoner, Brain Slug

Saturday January 17th, 8 pm at the Acheron (East Williamsburg), $15

YARGHHHH– a night to show how supremely manly you are. JK it’s a night of hardcore at the Acheron! Well, the two aren’t mutually exclusive by any means, but like, can I just take this opportunity to say I’m sick of going to hardcore shows and being socked by neanderthals for no reason? As much as I despise macho garbage, I do love the music (even if it is from Boston) and will continue going to shows despite all the hateful piss spewed on women at these things. So I guess here’s to hoping it doesn’t happen to anyone at this one.

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Quit Whining

Scherzo, Taiiga, Caladan, Haunted America, Love Spread

Sunday January 18th, 3 pm at Palisades, tickets $5 at the door

Actually interesting indie rock music led by a frontman with the voice of a fallen angel, Jordyn Blakely, is your breakfast this Sunday at Palisades. If that’s not enough to cure your hangover, consider that a gaggle of experimental noise musicians there. That’s not a funny joke, you say? Well, why don’t we try not being hungover on Saturday. Impossible, you say? Well this show is honestly the best thing for you then. Peel yourself off your cat-covered linoleum, pop some aspirin, and order a stiff drink immediately upon arrival at Palisades. Dr.’s orders.

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Don’t Puke, But…

Vomitface, Laundry Day

Monday January 19th, 8 pm at Cakeshop (Lower East Side), tickets $7

Vomitface brings me back to the absolute worst period of my existence– before I discovered punk, I spent a lot of time listening to bands like this. Now, I’m not going to say which bands because that would be embarrassing for me, but I will say they sounded a lot like Vomitface. Regardless, you should probably put in some quality time at Cakeshop, because it might be closing soon, and hey the opening bands are going to be pretty great, including Laundry Day.

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Boy Wonder

Joey Bada$$

Monday January 19th, 6:30 pm at Rough Trade (Williamsburg), free entry with purchase of album

Joey Bada$$ returns to the U.S. after what was reportedly a fraught tour across Australia. But no matter– the 19-year-old Bed-Stuy-based indie rapper is co-founder of the Brooklyn collective Pro Era and was nominated in 2013 for Rookie of the Year at the BET Hip Hop Awards. He has almost half a million followers on Twitter and was profiled by Pitchfork back in 2012. Bada$$ was recently name dropped in a New York Magazine compendium of 100 reasons to love New York City. In short, things seem to be going pretty well for Mr. Bada$$, what’s more he’s dropping his debut album next week and performing a show at Rough Trade to celebrate.