Thursday 6 September 2007

Baseball, Kes, Bang!Bang!Aids! @ Northcote Social Club, Melbourne (31/08/2007)

Gigs like this are the best reason to keep going out and seeing local bands. Although the three acts on offer tonight are all quite different, and will have different levels of appeal to different people, they are all linked in one way: you’re unlikely to hear music like this anywhere else.

So let’s start at the beginning with Bang!Bang!Aids! Or at least the crash of cymbals loud enough to be heard from the front bar which meant it was probably time to move to the band room. To be honest, the name should give you some indication of what to expect from this band. A lot of energy, a lot of noise, and almost as much time spent on tasteless humour and in-jokes between songs as playing music. This is probably a sign that the ADD kids are now old enough to get into pubs and start forming bands of their own.

All three members sang at various stages, with a guitarist, drummer and a third member who’s role seemed to be playing a floor tom, tambourine and occasionally a trumpet. Not that these “roles” stopped any one of them from dancing around and picking up another instrument, or leaving stage, as they saw fit. The addition of “blues dog”, (supposedly a hitch-hiker from country Victoria they’d invited on stage) added to the non-musical element, as he sat there drinking, then swearing and asking if anyone wanted to share their medication between songs. Luckily the band showed enough creativity that when they did play a song, it was usually pretty enjoyable. They threw themselves and their instruments into the music with full force. The long gaps between songs seemed to be getting to a few punters, but the extended banter seemed a natural part of the Bang!Bang!Aids! experience, putting the music in context and giving a more enjoyable show overall.

Next was Kes. About as far from Bang!Bang!Aids! as you could get. Softly spoken and intensely melodic, this was some kind of alternative/gypsy/cabaret/pop band… or maybe it wasn’t. I really don’t know what genre you’d put any of their sounds into, or really enough about those genres to classify any band into them, they were just words and ideas that popped into my head while watching them. More importantly, it was good. On top of the guitar/bass/drums foundation was laid beautiful vocal harmonies, keyboards, violin, recorder (three recorders at once!) and a saw. Harmonies and melodies seemed to be the main focus of Kes, and they do a very fine job with them.

Baseball have just returned from a 14 country European tour and by the time they took the stage, there was a large crowd eager to welcome them back. One of my favourite Melbourne bands, the best way to describe Baseball is “intense”. But unlike the introversion of Kes, Baseball’s is quite a confrontational intensity. Frontman Cameron stares wild eyed into the faces of the crowd as he howls his way through songs and brings out a distortion and violence from his violin most people wouldn’t think the instrument was capable of. Evelyn’s drumming keeps the songs together, but also pushes them along at quite a pace. And her voice is a nice contrast with Cameron’s when she sings. The middle ground is occupied by Ben on guitar who does well not to compete with the driving violin. The interplay between the two instruments on songs like ‘Soft Boy Factory’ is really impressive. Then there’s the bass lines, which really help to make the songs complete. Bobbing away in time bassist Monika seems like the calm, reliable part of the band, until she swapped instruments with Evelyn for the encore, and the same wild look came over her face.

The first time I saw Baseball it was this intensity and the unique sound this combination of instruments made which impressed me most. But the more I see them, the more I realise songs such as ‘Faith Like a Cross, Trust Like a Flag’, ‘The Wedding at Susa’and ‘It’s Gonna be Hard and It’s Gonna Hurt’ are just really good tunes. They would still be really good tunes no matter how they were played, but there is a magic which comes out watching these four people play them through their chosen instruments. There should be an album soon, and like many people, I can’t wait.

Gigs like this are the best reason to keep going out and seeing local bands. Although the three acts on offer tonight are all quite different, and will have different levels of appeal to different people, they are all linked in one way: you’re unlikely to hear music like this anywhere else.

So let’s start at the beginning with Bang!Bang!Aids! Or at least the crash of cymbals loud enough to be heard from the front bar which meant it was probably time to move to the band room. To be honest, the name should give you some indication of what to expect from this band. A lot of energy, a lot of noise, and almost as much time spent on tasteless humour and in-jokes between songs as playing music. This is probably a sign that the ADD kids are now old enough to get into pubs and start forming bands of their own.

All three members sang at various stages, with a guitarist, drummer and a third member who’s role seemed to be playing a floor tom, tambourine and occasionally a trumpet. Not that these “roles” stopped any one of them from dancing around and picking up another instrument, or leaving stage, as they saw fit. The addition of “blues dog”, (supposedly a hitch-hiker from country Victoria they’d invited on stage) added to the non-musical element, as he sat there drinking, then swearing and asking if anyone wanted to share their medication between songs. Luckily the band showed enough creativity that when they did play a song, it was usually pretty enjoyable. They threw themselves and their instruments into the music with full force. The long gaps between songs seemed to be getting to a few punters, but the extended banter seemed a natural part of the Bang!Bang!Aids! experience, putting the music in context and giving a more enjoyable show overall.

Next was Kes. About as far from Bang!Bang!Aids! as you could get. Softly spoken and intensely melodic, this was some kind of alternative/gypsy/cabaret/pop band… or maybe it wasn’t. I really don’t know what genre you’d put any of their sounds into, or really enough about those genres to classify any band into them, they were just words and ideas that popped into my head while watching them. More importantly, it was good. On top of the guitar/bass/drums foundation was laid beautiful vocal harmonies, keyboards, violin, recorder (three recorders at once!) and a saw. Harmonies and melodies seemed to be the main focus of Kes, and they do a very fine job with them.

Baseball have just returned from a 14 country European tour and by the time they took the stage, there was a large crowd eager to welcome them back. One of my favourite Melbourne bands, the best way to describe Baseball is “intense”. But unlike the introversion of Kes, Baseball’s is quite a confrontational intensity. Frontman Cameron stares wild eyed into the faces of the crowd as he howls his way through songs and brings out a distortion and violence from his violin most people wouldn’t think the instrument was capable of. Evelyn’s drumming keeps the songs together, but also pushes them along at quite a pace. And her voice is a nice contrast with Cameron’s when she sings. The middle ground is occupied by Ben on guitar who does well not to compete with the driving violin. The interplay between the two instruments on songs like ‘Soft Boy Factory’ is really impressive. Then there’s the bass lines, which really help to make the songs complete. Bobbing away in time bassist Monika seems like the calm, reliable part of the band, until she swapped instruments with Evelyn for the encore, and the same wild look came over her face.

The first time I saw Baseball it was this intensity and the unique sound this combination of instruments made which impressed me most. But the more I see them, the more I realise songs such as ‘Faith Like a Cross, Trust Like a Flag’, ‘The Wedding at Susa’and ‘It’s Gonna be Hard and It’s Gonna Hurt’ are just really good tunes. They would still be really good tunes no matter how they were played, but there is a magic which comes out watching these four people play them through their chosen instruments. There should be an album soon, and like many people, I can’t wait.

(Originally Published on FasterLouder)

Monday 14 May 2007

Nine Inch Nails @ The Metro, 14/05/07

(Originally published in Jmag)



Unfortunately, this isn't what I originally wrote. It got changed quite a bit. Here's the review I submitted:

I’m watching the smoke build on stage and as it grows, so does my excitement. A marching chant starts up, joined by a throbbing bass distortion. Then the guitar and drums pound in, and we’re thrown into the world of Nine Inch Nails without warning. The excitement continues from there. Having previously toured only in arenas and festivals, watching NIN play such a small venue is something else entirely. “The bass goes bomb”, Trent sings. And it sure as hell does. Like the venue, the set list seems chosen just for the fans. New tracks mix with classics and rarities for nearly two hours of lights, noise and destruction that feels like 20 minutes. And I can’t believe it’s over.

Tuesday 24 April 2007

album release



late last year i put out my first independently created album.

called early morning silence, i made a short run of about 20 cds, all of which i gave away to friends. recently i've been thinking i wanted to do something more with it, so i've decided to release it online and hopefully it can be heard by a few more people.

i've even added two bonus tracks that weren't on the original cd to make it even better.

so go to wysht.com.au/ems/ where you can download the whole album plus artwork in either mp3 or wma format (your choice!)

if you like it, let me know what you think. and feel free to pass it on to your friends.

enjoy.

wysht.

Monday 2 April 2007

Helmet, The Nation Blue, Rook @ The Corner Hotel, Melbourne (28/3/2007)

Heading down to The Corner to see Helmet, my expectations were pretty high. In the early 90’s Helmet helped to change the face of heavy music with their dropped tuning and reliance on dissonant chords and strong grooves over the speed and excessiveness of the late 80’s thrash and glam metal. This helped to pave the way for a new wave of bands, with Helmet’s influence being seen in anyone from Korn and Limp Bizkit, to Tool and Deftones, to silverchair and Incubus. Even though this was not the “real” Helmet (the original band parted ways in 1998 before singer/guitarist Page Hamilton resurrected the name with new members in 2004, and has been joined by three new players again since then), I was still expecting a very tight show at the least.

If it’s a sure bet that you’d find a Helmet CD in the collections of any of those bands mentioned above, it’s also a sure bet you’d find most of those bands in the collections of opening act Rook. While this four-piece were very tight and certainly enthusiastic, they were somewhat lacking in originality. Their sound at times drew on early Incubus, with atmospheric guitar phrases and some nice bass work, but would all too often veer towards the simple power choruses which have been worked to death by bands like Evanescence and Linkin Park. The singer had a decent voice during some of the quieter moments, but again when he pushed himself in the choruses to be earnest and emotional he’d just end up sounding like the guy from Nickleback. In fact that was my lasting impression of this band – Evanescence fronted by the guy from Nickleback.

The Nation Blue were a different matter altogether. Although there were shades of late 80’s punk, indie rock and art rock, something about the way they put it all together created something new which really saw them hold their own in such a metal environment. Although probably the least likely band of the night to be classified as metal, their brute force gave them all the heaviness they needed. Guitars were thrown, lyrics were yelled and an exciting mix of feedback, noise and music created some great songs and a powerful performance. Almost as if on cue the guitarist’s strap broke as he sung a line about these broken guitars getting old, and how white noise no longer heals the soul. But the white noise they produced certainly had me feeling better.

Then came Helmet. If I had to settle on one word to describe this performance it would unfortunately be “disappointing”. Helmet in the 90’s was a music force to be reckoned with. Four people creating a sound that no one had heard before and forging their own path. In the eight years they were gone, that sound became the standard and as mentioned before was worked to death by imitators and those who imitated the imitators. While this is not Helmet’s fault, their sound just isn’t as fresh in 2007 as it was in 1993. Watching the 2007 version of Helmet, it seemed Hamilton may have done better to let sleeping dogs lie. The rest of the band is now made up of a much younger group of guys who weren’t able to hold their place. While young blood can be a good thing (Hamilton himself often made reference to his own age, saying some of the breaks between songs were because he was 46 and needed to catch his breath), the tight performance and intensity I expected from a Helmet show just wasn’t there. I felt like I was watching a bunch of kids live out their dreams of playing with their idol instead of a band who were determined to create their own road. At least the 2004 version of Helmet had Frank Bello from Anthrax and John Tempesta from White Zombie around to keep things exciting and lend some experience to proceedings. Songs from 2006’s Monochrome album had a few fans leaving the mosh pit, who could only be coaxed back by classic songs such as Wilma’s Rainbow and In the Meantime. The fact that they held off Unsung (the breakthrough track from 1992’s Meantime album) until the final song of the encore suggests that even Hamilton knew why people were really there. My final thought of the night? Helmet were a great band in 1994.

(Originally published on FasterLouder)