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Wire Brings their DRILL Festival to Seattle

When one of the most influential and unpredictable bands of the last 40-odd years curates a music festival in this fair city, it’s bound to be an unexpected and exhilarating ride.

British band Wire have made a career out of doing exactly what the hell they’ve wanted to do for over four decades, mutating punk’s DIY aesthetic into challenging fractured art, throwing genre confines to the winds, and inspiring scores of musicians along the way. Hardcore punks, electronic musicians, and indie rockers alike have acknowledged Wire’s impact, so it’s no surprise that the Wire DRILL Seattle Festival roams all over the stylistic map. Curated by the band with assistance from KEXP, DRILL Seattle spans three nights, beginning this evening at Barboza.

Tonight’s headliners Earth began as a two-piece during grunge’s halcyon years, proffering a slow, grinding style of instrumental metal that’s morphed into an atmospheric fusion of goth and blues, all while retaining a sense of down-tempo shuffling menace. Guitarist and sole original member Dylan Carlson is a master of sonic texture (a trait likely not lost on the experimentalists who comprise Wire). Pillar Point, the latest project from Throw Me the Statue frontman Scott Reitherman, occupy the middle slot with a dose of deceptively shimmery and lyrically strong synth pop.

Friday night, DRILL Seattle moves to the Crocodile with a headlining set from Helmet. The New York alt-metal band’s been a longtime ally of Wire (frontman/guitarist Page Hamilton even guested on Wire’s 2008 release, Object 47), and Helmet’s muscular, twisty sound makes them a potent live force. The remaining two acts on the Friday bill offer a study in contrast: Seattle-based pop band By Sunlight takes a luminous, vocally-rich approach to guitar rock, while FF back up their hummable melodies with blasts of punk energy and Sonic Youth-style guitar noise.

Wire play their headlining set on Saturday at Neumo’s. Their new release, Change Becomes Us, finds them refining the blend of abrasiveness and artistry that that’s been their one constant since 1977, and they’ll be playing the album in its entirety. Wire’s always been a compelling onstage act (their live gigs in the early 2000s proved that they could still piledrive with the efficacy of blokes half their age), so hearing them temper that power with their more nuanced material should be pretty damned exciting.

The rest of the night’s acts reflect Wire’s good taste: San Francisco’s Vestals play classic shoegazer pop with swoony earnestness, and Seattle’s wonderful Chastity Belt sound like The Velvet Underground’s Nico fronting a funny, ragged, and hook-laden garage rock band.

There’s plenty of incentive to catch all three nights. In addition to the variety and strong local affiliations of much of the music, admission prices are reasonable ($15 for Thursday, $20 for Friday, and $25 for Wire’s headlining gig Saturday). And as was the case with the London iteration of the DRILL Festival, Wire themselves will show up throughout the fest, in various permutations, to collaborate onstage with other acts. Creativity and unpredictability, it seems, become them as much as change.

Friday Night’s Music Selections at City Arts Fest

Friday night holds the promise of the weekend in its hot little hands, so it’s no surprise that some of City Arts Fest’s choicest musical offerings surface tonight.

Wristbands for the Fest are now sold out, but single tickets for some of the events can still be purchased at the respective venues. As always, zip on over to the City Arts Fest website for purchase details. Here’s what’ll rule musically tonight.

The Swearengens, Land of Pines, Cody Beebe, Ravenna Woods @ The Crocodile. Show at 8:00pm.

It’s another great all-local bill at City Arts Fest, and a varied one to boot. The Swearingens and Cody Beebe hold up the roots end: The former provide the party music, while the latter serves as the soundtrack for that last-call sob into your beer. Land of Pines, contrary to their rustic-sounding moniker, bash out great (and decidedly non-rootsy) guitar pop, but the evening will definitely belong to Ravenna Woods, who play live with the jumpy, desperate energy of guys facing their last night on earth.

The Good Sin, Key Nyata, Kingdom Crumbs, Fresh Espresso @ Neumos. Show at 8:15pm.

Someone out there’s surely clucking on about the hip-hop renaissance that Seattle’s experiencing right now, and if they’re not, someone (maybe even me) probably will after this evening of homegrown crews. That mantra of early show arrival really, really applies here: Opener The Good Sin is flat-out terrific, a tersely-effective lyricist with resonant, deep delivery and expansive melodies to back up his rhymes. Key Nyata’s barely old enough to vote (18), but he’s on to a seriously addictive mix of trippily-sluggish beats and jet-black verse. Kingdom Crumbs’ vividly-imaginative jams mix experimental electronics with sometimes surreal stream-of-consciousness rhymes, and they’re energetic as hell onstage. Last but surely not least, Fresh Espresso shall surely bring the house down with their established and fervent party-down agenda.

Reignwolf @ The Laserdome. Doors at 10:45pm, show at 11:15pm.

The current fave rock rave of every rational human who’s seen him, Reignwolf delivers such an astonishing show all by his lonesome that throwing him into a laser show seems almost superfluous. Here’s hoping the set-up accommodates that.  Rumor has it that this one’s sold out, but there may be some single tickets at the door. 

Prism Tats, Assemble Head in Sunburst Sound, Fox and the Law, Howlin Rain @ Barboza. Show at 6:30pm.

Headliners Howlin Rain are pretty damned awesome–think an unlikely but pretty magical amalgam of Bruce Springsteen, Wilco, and Love–but again, get there early. Prism Tats have formed from the ashes of the late, great Koko and the Sweetmeats, and they play very cool garage-rock laced with minimalist indie-pop beauty. San Franciscans Assemble Head in Sunburst Sound sport a name almost as cool as Prism Tats and a gently psychedelic sound. Second-to-the-last but not least on the bill is Fox and the Law, a great, growling rock combo who sound like electric blues on a Queens of the Stone Age head trip. 

 

 

Your Live Music Bets for the Weekend of October 12th through the 14th

It’s getting colder and wetter out there: All the better for you to catch some live music this weekend.

Tonight (Friday, October 12):

Reykjavik Calling with  Apparat Organ Quartet, Sudden Weather Change, Asgeir Trausti, and the Redwood Plan @ Neumo’s. Free Admission. Doors at 8pm.

This is the third year that Seattle’s hosted a musical summit with its sister city of Reykjavik, Iceland. As we’ve reported once or twice in the past, the shows are customarily wonderful. And like the preceding two, this one should be a kick and three-quarters. The Icelandic contingent includes the wonderful mechanoid pop of Apparat Organ Quartet, an epic blast of jagged guitar rock from Sudden Weather Change, and suave dance pop courtesy of Asgeir Trausti. Super-special bonus: cross-continental songwriting collaborations will pair Apparat Organ Quartet with local writer Ryan Boudinot, and Seattle new wave marvels The Redwood Plan with Icelandic author Sjon. Oh, and it’s totally free, too, so arrive early.

Corin Tucker Band, Houndstooth, Dude York @ The Crocodile. $15 at the door. Show at 8pm.

One of the trilling, thrilling voices that fueled Sleater-Kinney, Tucker’s work with her self-named ensemble augments S-K’s angular post-punk guitar attack with warmer melodies and Tucker’s more romantic melodic sense. The openers represent the yin and yang of the headliners: Local boys Dude York cover the art-punk end, while Portland’s Houndstooth generate dreamy pop with a  twist of shoegazer atmosphere.

Rodriguez, Donnie and Joe Emerson, Michael Chapman. $15 advance, SOLD OUT. Doors at 8:00pm.

If you haven’t seen the fabulous rock doc Searching for Sugar Man yet, the very existence of this show provides one spoiler right out of the gate: The doc’s subject–enigmatic singer/songwriter Rodriguez–did not shoot or immolate himself onstage. He’s headlining this Tenth Anniversary Tribute to Light in the Attic Records, the crate-digging label that lovingly reissued his lost-classic records, Cold Fact and Coming from Reality. Also on the bill are grown-up pop-wunderkinds Donnie and Joe Emerson and veteran British folk-guitar wizard Michael Chapman. It should be an amazing night, but if you’re not one of the lucky humans who already holds a ticket to the sold-out gig, Searching for Sugar Man‘s still playing at the Varsity…

Lushy, Summer Aviation @ The Skylark Cafe. $5 at the door. Show at 8pm.

West Seattle’s best live-music venue (from a programming standpoint, for sure) serves up some serious, chic swankness in the form of Lushy. The long-running lounge-pop act has been proffering their incalculably cool tropicalia for years now, and they always sound smooth as silk live.

Saturday, October 13:

Bananarama @ The Hard Rock Cafe. $15 advance. Show at 9pm.

Just a week after the Psychedelic Furs’ Showbox gig, another fondly-remembered band from the Reagan Years hits the stage at the Hard Rock. It’s anyone’s guess as to how many original members of the chirpy new-wave girl group will be onstage tomorrow night, but you’re damn sure to hear “Cruel Summer,” and 100% of the proceeds go to the American Cancer Society’s fight against breast cancer.

Drew Grow and the Pastor’s Wives, Fort Union, Ole Tinder @ The Comet Tavern. $10 day of show. Show at 9pm.

Yeah, Bob Dylan’s playing on this night, but for my money, you’ll get a live singer-songwriter show much closer to the heart at the Comet with Portland’s evangelically-powerful Drew Grow. If there’s a human being who hurtles himself more into live performance than Grow, we’ve yet to locate them. Middle-slotters Fort Union have more than proven their awesomeness as a live act already (and have delivered a sparkling new long-player to boot), so repeat after me: Get there early.

Sunday, October 14:

JEFF the Brotherhood, Diarrhea Planet, Moldy Castle @ The Crocodile. $15 advance. Show at 8pm.

JEFF the Brotherhood have been kicking around for about twelve years now, bashing out a style of rock that somehow combines Camaro-worthy arena riffs with indie-rock raggedness, all without any post-modern irony. Good as their recordings are, though, they pretty much rule live. Plus the opener’s named Diarrhea Planet, for God’s sake.

Woods, Night Beats @ Barboza. $10 advance. Show at 8pm.

I won’t prattle on yet again about the abject awesomeness of Texas expats Night Beats too much, except to say that their unhinged live performances scorch synapses faster than a mug of electric Kool-Aid. Headliners Woods hail from Brooklyn, and their sound normally leans towards a mellower, folk-infused variety of psychedelia–a mild contact high to Night Beats’ acid-induced freak-out.

Your Live Music Bets for the Weekend of October 5th to the 7th

There’s so much good live music hitting Seattle venues in the next three weeks, it’s scary. That’s as close to a Halloween pun as you’ll get. Carry on.

Tonight (Friday, October 5):

Walking Papers, A Leaf, Dylan Trees @ Barboza. $8 day of show. Show at 7pm.

If you’ve read Clint Brownlee’s exhaustive SunBreak interview with Walking Papers (go here and here, respectively, to catch up), you know that the band’s rock pedigree couldn’t be more solid. Yes, ex-Guns ‘N Roses bassist Duff McKagan and ex-Screaming Trees drummer Barrett Martin form a rhythm section that grooves as readily as it pummels, but Jeff Angell’s growling vocals and Jimmy Page-flavored guitar licks make for some great frosting on this rock cake. You also know to get there really damned early. Lucky for you, your time waiting for the headliners will be well-served by Tacoma/Seattle quintet A Leaf, whose lush and gorgeous Beatles-cum-Shins pop makes for an incongruous but arresting warm-up.

Kultur Shock, Kinski @ Chop Suey. $12 at the door. Show at 9pm.

Kultur Shock start their sixteenth year as a unit behind a great new EP, Tales of Granpa Guru, Vol. 1. It throws elements of prog-rock conceptual density and dance music into this wonderful punk/metal/gypsy polyglot ‘s potent stew, and as we’ve repeatedly emphasized time and again, they’re an utterly lethal live act. The presence of Seattle avant-rock ensemble Kinski on the bill makes early arrival a necessity: They extract magic, horror, and beauty from a wall of feedback and atmosphere–all without a singer to harsh your head trip.

Piss Drunks, Midnight Idols, Three-Legged Dog @ Slim’s Last Chance Chili Shack and Watering Hole. $12 at the door. Show at 9:00pm.

With a name like Piss Drunks, you know not to expect introspective beardies with mandolins simpering about unrequited love in a forest. Seattle’s hellzapoppin’ hardcore vets (nearly twenty years of active duty) deliver short and to-the-point blasts of punk, and no one in town does it better.

Saturday, October 6:

Seattle Weekly’s Reverb Local Music Festival @ Various Ballard Venues. $5-$15 advance, $15 day of show. Shows begin at 4:30pm.

Nestled between some of this town’s bigger music festivals (late September’s Decibel Fest and the upcoming City Arts Fest, respectively), Reverb can be easy to neglect. But it presents 50 different local bands in 8 Ballard venues, all in one night for one impossibly cheap price. There’s an obscene amount of good stuff at your disposal with your admission, but we’re extra-psyched about the Hilliard’s Brewery line-up (prime horn-fueled vintage funk legislators Soul Senate, space-age hip-hop/ambient wizard OCnotes, and mindfuck drum/synth outfit Brain Fruit, among others); the Tractor Tavern’s alloy of roots (Americana supergroup Cosmic Panther Land Band) and balls-out Seattle rawk (veteran Seattle survivors Sweet Water); and the Sunset’s indie-rock cornucopia capped off by Erik Blood’s sleek shoegazing paeans to porn.

The Psychedelic Furs, The Chevin @ Showbox at the Market. $21.50 advance, $25 day of show. Show at 8pm.

For about three years running in the early 1980s, The Psychedelic Furs were the greatest band of the new wave era. Singer Richard Butler’s magnificant rasp of a voice epitomized wounded romance, and the band’s mixture of scruffy post-punk guitar and sixties melodies led to three incredible records–1980’s eponymous debut, 1981’s Talk Talk Talk, and 1982’s Forever Now. They haven’t recorded a new record since Clinton first took office, but who the hell cares? The band sounded aces at Red Hook Brewery’s 30th Anniversary show last year, and Butler’s sandpaper croon and serpentine cool remain ageless.

Sunday, October 7:

Thee Oh Sees, Sic Alps @ The Neptune. $15 advance. Show at 7pm.

Thank you, San Francisco, for unleashing more bat-shit crazy psych-rock/garage rock bands on an unsuspecting world than you can shake a delay pedal at. And thank you especially for Thee Oh Sees, whose shambling and sexy surf-rock-on-heavy-duty-hallucinogens live shows officially make life worth living. Someone make a John Dwyer action figure, stat: I’d buy it.

not an Airplane, Zoe Boekbinder @ Columbia City Theater. $5 day of show. Doors at 7pm, show at 8pm.

not an Airplane (no, that’s not a typo) play solid Americana, largely distinguished by lead singer/songwriter Nick Shattell’s nervy decision to build his band’s latest album, It Could Just Be This Place, out of two fifteen-minute roots operettas (Rolling Stone liked it lots). Zoe Boekbinder, meantime, is a whole ‘nother animal. The Canadian expat possesses a throaty, odd voice that she loops over itself, singing songs that combine folk, cabaret, and electronica in a head-scratching but strangely magical swirl.

Seattle Rock Veterans Present their Walking Papers (Part 2)

 

(photo by Charles Peterson)

[In part two of Clint’s interview with star-studded Seattle band Walking Papers (read part one here), Barrett Martin and company discuss their unconventional approach to their music, the soon-to-be-released Mad Season box set, and their forthcoming live gigs.]

You’ve all been making music for a long time. Does perspective influence you?

Barrett Martin: I’ve played on about 75 albums. I started playing professionally and touring around 1988, so going on 25 years now. You learn a lot from the studio and the road, about your musicianship and, perhaps more importantly, about your personal character. I’ve also taken years off and not toured, so that I could keep learning about music and go back to school for several years. Duff did a similar thing when he went back to college. Over time you realize that making music evolves your spirit in a kind of alchemical process. And when you take the music out on the road, to the people, it completes you as a musician and as a human being. But it all has to be done with clear thought and intention. You have to know what you are doing, and then set out to do it right.

From your site, Barrett: The Walking Papers record conveys “tales of wandering souls, the collisions of will, and the dark beauty of the American heart.” 

Barrett: Jeff is a classic storyteller disguised as a skinny rock and roller. He’s certainly lived some of these tales. So have all of us, for that matter. Jeff channels it, and he’s got the ability to tell a great story in one song, or a larger narrative over the course of an album. It’s kind of like a movie, except it’s an album. Or the soundtrack to a movie that hasn’t been made yet.

The record boasts brass, marimbas, and other sounds not typical in straight rock.

Barrett: I’ll take responsibility for that, I’m the one who studied those exotic rhythms and collected those instruments. I feel like rock and roll needs a good injection of other musical influences; it’s a bit stale at the moment. The power of grunge and alternative rock aside, I want to do something very different in this band, because I see rock as a living form (like jazz). It’s alive, and therefore it needs to be cultivated with new sounds, new instruments, and new stories.

Still, this might be your most straightforward rock effort in some time. Is it a release of sorts?

Barrett:Yeah, its something I’ve been wanting to do for a while, but I just needed to find the right people. I don’t really like most of what passes for “rock” these days. Corporate radio and the major labels have somewhat destroyed it. I like many other kinds of new music, but rock seems to be pretty limp at the moment. That makes me kind of mad, actually, but I think we’re just currently in a bad cycle. And everything happens in cycles.

Walking Papers in action. (Photo: Stephanie Savoia)

Going back a cycle: At Slim’s, you played “River of Deceit” with Jeff Rouse at the mic. Is there more Mad Season where that came from?

Barrett: Jeff is a great person and he loves that song very much. I like that the Mad Season songs have become everybody’s songs; that’s the way Layne [Staley] and [John] Baker [Saunders] would have wanted it. Nothing is sacred, which means everything is sacred, and anyone, any band can play those songs now.

To honor our departed brothers, Mike and I oversaw a Mad Season box set, which comes out March 12th, 2013. It contains the re-mastered Above album, the Moore concert on DVD with surround sound, and a bunch of live recordings that we never released. The most exciting stuff: three songs that Mark Lanegan wrote lyrics and sang on, songs that we started to record for the second album but never finished because of Baker’s and Layne’s deaths. One of the songs Peter Buck wrote with us, and the other two are from me and Mike. They are three of the heaviest and most beautiful songs Mad Season did, and I know Layne and Baker will love them.

Many big-time groups only cut one record. Is Walking Papers more permanent?

Barrett: We’ve already written the backbone songs for album two and we have studio sessions booked in late December to start the basic tracks. I don’t see the point in only making one album, because as a band, (supergroup withheld) we’re just getting started. [The next record] will probably land somewhere in late spring/early summer of 2013. The stories will continue.

Will there be changes/additions in personnel?

Barrett: There’s always room for special guests. We love the variety of what people bring to the studio or the stage. Mike McCready is a sonic tornado. The horn players from my jazz group are total cats. I’m sure Jeff and Duff have some ideas. I’ve backed up a lot of female singers in the past and I’d like to hear some [of their] vocals mixed in with Jeff’s. The possibilities are limitless, and that’s because we leave it wide open. We don’t paint a box.

Speaking of boxes, why the tiny Barboza for your record release show? 

Barrett: Part of it was club availability—there’s only so many clubs in Seattle where you can play rock on a weekend night. But we like the tight, intimate shows. It works well with this band. Better to play to a small, packed room than a cave any day.

Jeff Angell: This amazing band called A Leaf already had the date booked, so we jumped at the opportunity to play with them. Beautiful room, good P.A. In music, numbers should be something a band performs, not an exercise in accounting. But man, now that I think about it, it’ll be kinda sad if people can’t get in. I guess we’ll just have to play another show. Maybe a matinee?

Seattle Rock Veterans Present their Walking Papers (Part 1)

Around 20 years ago, Seattle was home to two true rock supergroups—Temple of the Dog and Mad Season. Though short-lived (by design and by untimely death, respectively), both bands still have fans who will likely dig the city’s newest uber-talented collective, Walking Papers—and not just because of its familiar faces. Turns out when vocalist/guitarist Jeff Angell (Post Stardom Depression, Missionary Position), drummer Barrett Martin (Screaming Trees, Mad Season), keyboardist Benjamin Anderson (Rorschach Test, Missionary Position), and bassist Duff McKagan (Guns N Roses, Loaded) get together, they make really good music. Continue reading Seattle Rock Veterans Present their Walking Papers (Part 1)