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Sunday, 3 June 2012

Marky Ramone's Blitzkrieg @ The Fleece, Bristol UK (01/06/2012)





Michale Graves, Marky and co.

There’s been a lot of punk rock karaoke going on lately. In March, Brian James and Rat Scabies produced a less than stellar reproduction of ‘77 era Damned in the same venue Marky Ramone’s Blitzkrieg played, and it made the impression that if the energy’s gone, no amount of authenticity will make up for it.
Thankfully, what Marky and co. provided on the night was an experience as straight up as the music of the Ramones. Marky popped out before to sign anything his fans wanted and was very approachable, vocalist Michale Graves (previously having paid his dues as a Danzig stand-in for the reformed Misfits) never tried to be Joey. The crowd wanted to hear all the best from the Ramones’ vast repertoire and by-god that’s what they got. Classic singles like “Sheena”, “I Wanna Be Sedated” and “Pet Sematary” shot past like bullets, along with fan favourites like “53rd and 3rd” and “Cretin Hop”. Marky’s drumming was as spot on as ever, and the rest of the band bounded through the songs, giving them the airing they really deserved, and played in the definitive no breaks in between songs style. The band ended the show with a few select Graves-era Misfits songs and a grand finale of the archetypal Ramones song “Blitzkrieg Bop”. No punker trying to reminisce their glory days or youngsters trying to enjoy a taste of what they missed the first time round was disappointed.

Monday, 10 October 2011

Ben Marwood @ The Louisiana, Bristol 07/10/2011

MUST REMEMBER TO TAKE OWN PHOTOS IN FUTURE


This Friday held a night of singer/songwriters at the Louisiana. First up was Suzy Condrad who layered soundscapes out of loops with a cacophony of different instruments from her guitar to an autoharp. Her sound reminded me of PJ Harvey, Beach House and KT Tunstall. When she got into her stride the songs spoke for themselves, she's well worth looking up, but a mix of setting up issues and the time it takes to layer the songs mar the whole experience slightly, though her charm kept the crowd interested. She might do well to recruit a full band for performing live, even if this would remove the one-woman-band aspect of her performance, but I think her songs could hold up without any gimmicks.

Next was Jay Newton whose sound was a little more akin to Ben's than the other two supports. He played some good songs, the second of which I particularly liked, though most of which were quite downbeat, which I find is a very easy hole for the singer/songwriter to fall into. He shows promise and he seems to be able to write more upbeat or at least whimsical songs (Ben later played a song by his former band which was about H.P. Lovecraft's zombie creating re-animator Herbert West).

Penultimate act was Bristol's own Barry Dolan A.K.A. Oxygen Thief. Barry peddles a muscular, riff-based acoustic offering reminiscent of a stripped down Helmet, more owing to 90's alt-metal than Bob Dylan. He opened with an instrumental, ostensibly to warm up the headbanging muscles of both himself and veritable gig-barometer Big Jeff. He played tracks from his recent album, single "Mestle and Porter" and my personal highlight "Disasterplan", and also some fun covers of "Gold" by Spandau Ballet and "Party Hard" by Andrew WK. Barry always strikes up a rapport with the crowd and there was definitely drunken shouting along to his songs.

Ben made his way through the crowd to come onstage, as ever an unassuming figure in his suit jacket and t-shirt, his frank and modest brand of acoustic folk/rock with an ability to poke fun at himself drags his songs above those of a sea of miserable blokes with guitars. It began well but unfortunately a instrument failure meant he had to swap guitars before the second song, so he performed the rest of his set with Barry's kindly lent guitar. He played a solid set, spanning most of his releases along with his now iconic cover of The Postal Service's "The District Sleeps Alone". Particular highlights were the ironic "Singalong" (everyone did) and "Tell Avril Lavigne I Never Wanted To Be Her Stupid Boyfriend Anyway" which featured some ad-libbing from the titular female's "Sk8r Boi". He engaged with the crowd by telling some of the backstories of his songs he played and of the strange feeling of staring at a poster of yourself while urinating. He finished the night well but didn't quite manage to recreate the atmosphere of the last time he played the Louisiana, which was particularly electric. It was still a good performance overall however and Ben is going from strength to strength.

Thursday, 5 May 2011

Best Coast @ The Thekla, Bristol, UK 01/05/2011

Openers Parrington Jackson's brand of Fugazi meets Bloc Party post-punk (with a side order of post-rock) is received well by a thawing audience. Their 30 minute set is just enough to whet the appetite of the crowd, and didn't suffer too badly from support band bar syndrome. They sounded professional, just polished enough to sound tight, but not too much as to sound over-rehearsed and had a good presence onstage, with all members looking useful and fronted well. However, their music didn't really fit in with the dreamy surf pop of the headliners, but it seems they were a fill in for the touring support who had been left in London to play the famous Camden Crawl.


Parrington Jackson

Bristol's seafaring venue du jour for the hippest of the hip unsurprisingly finds lo-fi surf pop upstarts Best Coast serenading its packed hull. The band split opinion - some find the their brand of bubblegum pop too saccharine, while others revel in the breath of fresh air offered by the sun drenched tunes. When frontwoman/guitarist Beth Consentino, lead guitarist Bobb Bruno and drummer (and former Vivian GirlAli Koehler take to the stage however, the charm on offer is enough to melt hearts of the most cynical of listeners.


Best Coast: Beth Consentino, Bobb Bruno & Ali Koehler

While Consentino is naturally the focus of attention with her pin-up looks and unashamedly simple romantic lyrics, but the whole band is solid. Koehler's drumming provides a heavy set backbone and Bruno's surfy solos sound great in a live setting. On some songs however, Consentino struggles to transfer the vocals found in the studio versions of songs when playing live (a fate notably befalling Death From Above 1979), but this doesn't really detract from the show. The band obviously enjoy being onstage, cracking jokes (the frontwoman remarks about her fear of boats and ad libs 80's pop songs) and jamming on a few tracks. The band play their way through the entirety of "Crazy For You" (with Pitchfork approved single "Boyfriend" in early on, perhaps before the band hit their stride), a selection of older tracks (including the irrepressible "When I'm With You") and throw in a few promising sounding new songs.


Best Coast: In a boat.

The band's sugary repertoire lends them to the hour set afforded to them by the Sunday curfew in place, the old adage of having too much of a good thing holds sway. Whilst splitting the last few songs into a short encore may have been recommended, the crowd leave satisfied. On an uncharacteristically balmy early May evening, Best Coast are the perfect soundtrack.


The Thekla in green
Words/photos (c) Daniel Cove 2011

Sunday, 17 April 2011

Independent Record Store Day 2011


This year's record store day saw a load of tasty releases from great bands, and brought well-received punters into our independent shops. I managed to pick up a Rekords Rekords 10" with one track each from Queens of the Stone Age, Alain Johannes, Desert Sessions 7&8 and Mini Mansions. I considered buying Kings of Leon's reissue of the Holy Roller Novocaine EP, but £19 seemed a little too much to spend on vinyl in one day.

Thursday, 7 April 2011

Kyuss Lives! @ Bristol O2 Academy 06/04/2011


The stage is thick with dry ice fog, and behind there are surely several joints being lit in the crowd (much to the chagrin of the bouncers) filling the venue with the acrid smell of burning marijuana, fittingly for a band whose music owes such a huge debt to THC. Stoner rock as a genre pretty much began with Kyuss, drawing from psychadelic influences of the late sixties like Hendrix and the early seventies reefer-influenced proto-metal exemplified by Sabbath's "Sweet Leaf" and it's been over 20 years since they got the ball rolling in the Palm Desert, California (leading to the alternative genre title of desert rock).