Posted: May 29, 2014 3:50 pm |
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June 4, 2014Protomartyr
at Goner Records 5:30 free
Goner Presents: Parquet Courts w/ Protomartyr & True Sons of Thunder
at The Hi-Tone Cafe
8:00 pm - 11:00 pm
TICKETS HERE http://holdmyticket.com/event/168663-goner-presents-parquet-court
Parquet Courts are an American punk rock band based in Brooklyn, New York, that formed in late 2010. The band consists of Andrew Savage (lead vocals, guitar), Austin Brown (guitar), Sean Yeaton (bass), and Max Savage (drums). The band released their debut album, American Specialties, on a limited cassette release (later released on LP by Play Pinball! Records). This was followed by the full length album, Light Up Gold (2012), which was initially released on Savage's Dull Tools label and later reissued on What's Your Rupture? in 2013. Light Up Gold received acclaim in both the DIY underground and mainstream rock press. Tally All The Things You Broke was released at the end of 2013 on What's Your Rupture?http://parquetcourts.wordpress.com/ PROTOMARTYR
In a city full of brilliant people with dead-end jobs and dampened by bitter-cold winters, playing music offers a cheap outlet. Protomartyr's taut, austere rock was incubated in a freezing Detroit warehouse littered with beer cans and cigarette butts and warmed, feebly, by space heaters. Short songs made for short practices, and the band learned quickly not to waste time. Despite the cold, Protomartyr emerged with a sound that is idiosyncratic but relatable, hooky but off-kilter.
There's a temptation to call it garage rock, but that doesn't quite fit. With respect to the local predecessors, this isn't the primitive stomp of The Dirtbombs or The Stooges' greasy roar. Punk works, kind of, even if it leaves the hardcore kids confused. Post-punk suggests something too retro; indie rock, something too precious. What Protomartyr is, is "stuck between the cracks." If that's the case, though, they aren't alone. Protomartyr's economical rock elicits comparisons to possible antecedents like Pere Ubu or The Fall as well as local contemporaries like Frustrations or Tyvek (whose frontman Kevin Boyer played bass in an early iteration of Protomartyr). Singer Joe Casey's dry declarative snarl serves as a reliable anchor, granting his bandmates — guitarist Greg Ahee, drummer Alex Leonard and bassist Scott Davidson — the opportunity to explore textures and reinforce the rhythm section. In other words, to "fuck around a little bit more."
This is never more apparent than on the band's sophomore LP and Hardly Art debut, Under Color of Official Right. Where 2012's No Passion All Technique favored comparatively straightforward punk structures, Under Color takes a more exploratory approach.
Recorded in a single weekend with Bill Skibbe and Jessica Ruffins (Wolf Eyes, Cass McCombs, Lower Dens, Six Organs of Admittance) at Key Club Recording Studio in Benton Harbor, MI, the album straddles studio professionalism and punk impulse. Shades of the band's less obvious pop and R&B influences can be glimpsed in the sinuous grooves of songs like "Maidenhead" or "Violent." Elsewhere, "Tarpeian Rock" places punk vitriol against a minimalist backing and "Scum, Rise!" casts shadows with guitars that alternately chime and clang.
Post-punk's biggest inspiration, it seems, was its eagerness to demolish punk's orthodoxy, to push against the arbitrary boundaries of genre — at least until it became one itself. For Protomartyr, inspiration usually arrives in the form of ideas or feelings, more than explicit musical references. By the time the band has shaped it to its needs, the source material is almost unrecognizable.
Casey's lyrics often draw their details from books, real people and local landmarks. They're relatable because they're so specific. Take for instance, "Pagans," in which Casey asks, "Livy recalled when the giants came / I didn't care about anything, except warm hands in the cold air."
It's emblematic of the band, this small moment captured and repurposed into something greater. Influences are managed the same way, condensed to a moment and ground into the new whole. The cheap outlet, crafted by cold hands in a poorly insulated practice space has, perhaps unwittingly, become a model of Motor City efficiency. And, more than that, it's produced a stunner of a sophomore album.https://www.facebook.com/protomartyr TRUE SONS OF THUNDER
"Time fer some real talk. If'n the hirsute squad that pillage the junt in Conan had a band, they'd probably sound more like "Psychedelic Warlords" than the first Cathedral record, nah'mean? Well, the barlichood ablutophobes in this True Sons of Thunder act done roared over the hills in bout the same way, layin' a strip all round town thick n hot enough to stand out in the most post of apocalypses (i.e. Memphis). Still lampin' on that "Buy" button? Havin' a crusty mitt in a clutch of other ill-reputed bands in those parts (Manatees, Oblivians, Sharp Balloons, Four Johns...) mightcould give you a sense of what's in store here. Or maybe you chipmunked away their Spoonful of Seedy Dudes LP for a fortnight-and-a-half of beer sweat and pant stains but just ain't got to it? So ya mean to tell me you don't know they got solos that are to Dave Brock and Ron Asheton what Leigh Stevens was to Hendrix? You don't know about the cold-knuckled clubber behind that there kit? For shame, cuz the bedunged heaviness and aboiement that abound all over their discography are herein stretched out and slowed down juuust enough so they can boogie like motherfuckers when they wanna and maybe affix a lil proto to their punk. They've also finally put to vinyl a Duran Duran/Black Oak Arkansas medley they been kickin around for years and boy-howdy! Never did I realize how much both songs sounded like "Born to Go". THAT and other crumbs is finna get belched out ya brainz quicker than you can say "O-Mound". Gird yer bits all ya like; they're comin' for ya either way.
-Sebastian Morris-White, Buffet of Loathesome/Fuck You Counselorhttps://soundcloud.com/gonerrecords/true-sons-of-thunder-black