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Live Show Review: Bobby Bare Jr. at the Tractor Tavern

Photo by Joshua Black Wilkins

This past Saturday night, the fantastic Bobby Bare Jr. and the current iteration of his backing band, the Young Criminals’ Starvation League, came through town, playing one of his favorite venues in town — the always perfect Tractor Tavern. I’m glad I got to see Bobby come through this time, because he’s one of my most favorite acts to see live, and it had been nearly three years since I’d last seen him — the longest such stretch I’ve gone without since I first saw him ten years ago.

The band played a 90 minute set full of songs both old and new. For this go-round, The Young Criminals’ Starvation League had two members in addition to Bobby — Matt Rowland (with a massive beard) on keyboards and backing vocals, and Doni Schroader (dressed in a skeleton costume) on drums — and they played well. Both Rowland and Schroader helped Bobby make his new album Undefeated, his fifth album with the YCSL, and eighth full-length if you include his Bare. Jr. albums and the live album that came out in 2006.

While Bobby proceeded to get drunk on stage, encouraging the packed-but-not-quite-sold-out crowd to drink along with him, the band would play classic rock standards in the background. Per usual, Bobby did a lot of talking with the crowd, and the crowd was more than happy to converse with him, even though his speech grew slurred by the end of the evening. His drunken state didn’t slow down the songs, or Bobby’s ability to absolutely slay them on stage. Bobby’s style is sloppy even when he’s sober — the words don’t roll off with clarity, but with a slight, purposeful off-beat slowness to them. Bobby’s a kind of country/rock n’ roll Snoop Dogg. And it’s brilliant.

He of course played “I’ll Be Around” — arguably his biggest “hit” to date (excepting the grammy-award winning work Bobby did as a kid when singing with his dad, Bobby Bare, Sr.) One of the highlights of the set was “The Cover of Rolling Stone,” which you’ll probably remember from the song’s 1972 version, sung by Dr. Hook & the Medicine Show. The song was written in the early 70s by Shel Silverstein (of Where the Sidewalk Ends fame), who has a long history with the Bare family. Silverstein, Bare Sr. and Bare Jr. teamed up on many a song when Bobby was younger. To hear Bobby perform this song here, today, it’s nothing short of pure magic.

The band ended up playing two encores — one of which was entirely faked. “We’re going to pretend we just walked off stage and then came back.” They then played one song, and left the stage for what I thought would be for good. But no, the house lights and music didn’t come up, so the crowd kept cheering, and the band came back out in short order. They then proceeded to get the entire crowd moving with “Rock n’ Roll Halloween” — an awesome, name-dropping sendup of people in famous costumes.

This wasn’t the best Bobby Bare Jr. show I’ve seen. But, at 11 performances logged, there’s bound to be some good ones and some “just fine” ones. This was in the “just fine” category for sure, and I’ll come back next time he comes through town, expecting nothing less than the same.

Preview: Bobby Bare Jr. at the Tractor this Saturday

Nashville’s finest country rock n’ roller will be in town this Saturday night, at the Tractor Tavern in Ballard. Bobby Bare Jr., whose second home is Seattle thanks to all the love KEXP has given him over the years, will be playing an electrified show with his band, touring on the heels of his newly released eighth full-length album Undefeated.

If you like poetic, beautifully arranged music performed perfectly sloppy, then you should come out. Bobby’s voice, which cracks into a yodel when he’s feeling daring, is full of gravel and pain. And his songs can be quite dark, or funny, or sad. It’s a good combination, and he has never let me down in a live show. The Tractor’s a fantastic venue for Bobby and his band. Intimate, the stage only 3 feet off the ground, come prepared to drink and get happy with us.

Bobby’s in town with Cahalen Morrison and The Country Hammer. Tickets are still available (only $10!). See you there?

See these photos from the Those Darlins/Diarrhea Planet show at the Tractor

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Those Darlins at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Those Darlins at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Those Darlins at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Those Darlins at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Those Darlins at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Those Darlins at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Those Darlins at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Those Darlins at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Those Darlins at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Those Darlins at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Diarrhea Planet at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Diarrhea Planet at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Diarrhea Planet at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Diarrhea Planet at the Tractor Tavern, 8/5.

Photo by Tori Dickson.

Tuesday night had a great, garage rock show at the Tractor with Those Darlins and Diarrhea Planet (aka the band everyone swears is great, but you need to get past their, umm, shitty name) playing blistering sets. We sent superstar photographer Tori Dickson there with her SLR and she brought back these great photos.

Your Live Music Bets for the Weekend of July 19 through the 21st

Dude York play Cairo on Saturday. (photo by Tony Kay)

We’re one weekend away from two big local music festivals, but this humble weekend’s no slouch in the live music department, either.

Tonight (Friday, July 19):

Black Flag, Good for You, Piggy @ El Corazon. 21+. $30 at the door. Show at 8 p.m.

If you’re not one of the 40,000-odd sentient beings packing Safeco Field tonight to see a certain reasonably-well-known singer-songwriter ply his venerated wares, Two smaller venues are offering nostalgia trips of their own for a fraction of the price.

California born-and-bred punk legends Black Flag are probably best known today as post-modern raconteur Henry Rollins‘ old punk band, but back in the day (the late 1970s through the mid-’80s) they exerted a massive influence on American hardcore by ladling on heavy metal crunch along with the usual ripsaw power chords. You won’t get Rollins at the mic tonight, but vocalist Ron Reyes is back after a 30-year-plus absence, and original guitarist Greg Ginn can still shred with the best of ‘em.

Peter Murphy celebrates 35 Years of Bauhaus, Ours @ Showbox Market. 21+. $40 at the door. Show at 8 p.m.

Then again, if hanging in the lovably grotty El Corazon with some grizzled old punks doesn’t appeal to you, feel free to jaunt over to the Showbox Market — and don’t forget the jet-black eyeliner. Peter Murphy, lead crooner for quintessential gother-than-Goths Bauhaus, jumps into the wayback machine for a set comprised of 100-percent classic Bauhaus tunes. It’s hard to imagine Murphy’s backing musicians possessing the chemistry of his old Bauhaus-mates, and it’s a little bit of a bummer that he won’t be playing any of the songs from his most recent (and pretty great) solo release Ninth. But Bauhaus’ songs remain some of the most durable in the Goth canon, and Murphy still sounds like David Bowie’s ravishingly sinister twin brother.

The Torn ACLs, Tom Eddy, The Wild Ones, My Body @ Neumos. 21+. $10 at the door. Show at 8 p.m.

The Torn ACLs provide a damn near perfect soundtrack for summer’s dog days — unashamedly wide-eyed, insidiously catchy guitar pop sung and played with the kind of youthful freshness that thaws jaded hipsters at fifty paces. Get there early for a solo set of wonderfully buoyant kitchen-sink tunes from Beat Connection lead singer Tom Eddy, sprightly Cranberries-style shenanigans from Portland’s The Wild Ones, and electronic-tinged pop from My Body.

Saturday, July 20:

Wimps, Satan Wriders, Dude York, The Narx,  @ Cairo. All Ages. Show at 9 p.m.

WIth their braying, bratty vocals, primitive guitars, and call-and-response chanting, Wimps sound like the really funny bastard children of Superchunk and Sleater-Kinney. They’re reputedly a kick live, too. Endearingly lo-fi combo Satan Wriders sounds like some lost K Records band, Dude York sport galloping art-punk tunes good enough to make you forget that damned goofy name, and The Narx are straight-up crude/funny punk. Your guess is as good as mine as to a cover charge (if any).

Ivan Neville’s Dumpstaphunk, Down North @ The Tractor Tavern. 21+. $20 advance. Show at 9 p.m.

Ivan Neville, son of legendary New Orleans singer Aaron and nephew to the Neville Brothers, recorded one of the great overlooked psychedelic soul songs of the last twenty-odd years, “Why Can’t I Fall in Love.” His assured and powerful soul singing rivals that of any of his rock-royalty relatives, and if his backing band Dumpstaphunkleans a little towards over-slickness sometimes, they’re also ineffably in-the-pocket tight and should provide a sound dance party for the evening. Local funketeers Down North, however, could well steal the show with an amazing rhythm section and Anthony Briscoe’s show-stopping singing.

Sunday, July 21:

Hamilton Loomis @ Jazzbones. $15 advance. Show at 6 p.m.

Blues guitarist/singer Hamilton Loomis is one of those absurdly-skilled axe-slinging prodigies that inspires slack-jawed awe from anyone who sees him live. No less a luminary than the late, great Bo Diddley recorded and played live with Loomis a few years back, and the guy’s fired off licks live at multiple jazz and blues festivals throughout the US and Europe. Sunday’s gig serves as a CD release party for Loomis’s newest long-player Give it Back, a slick modern-day blues record with flashes of mainstream pop and funk. It’s a capable showcase for the young Texan’s singing and playing, but like any absurdly-skilled axe-slinging prodigy, Loomis and his songs will shine brightest in a live setting.

Benefit for Keith Bailey: The New Originals, Load Levelers, LD and her Pretty Pretties @ Chop Suey. $10 suggested donation. Show at 3 p.m.

Beloved Anvil Tattoo artist Keith Bailey had his shinbones crushed in a nasty motorcycle accident, and the medical bills are doing him a number in a major way. This benefit at Chop Suey serves up no less than three terrific local bands. Sloppy-as-fuck-and-proud-of-it metal cover-band collective The New Originals barrel through vintage hard-rock classics like a woozy bull in a china shop, the venerable Load Levelers‘ rip-snorting brand of country-punk should be can’t-miss live , and you can’t dream of better summertime party music than the recently-reunited LD and Her Pretty Pretties’ potent brand of Runaways/Donnas-style power-pop .

Murder by Death Brings the Whiskey-Soaked Party to the Tractor Friday

It’s never too early to start fantasizing about Friday, and all the therapeutic drinks that will be drunk. And no spot in town will offer up better stress relief this week than the Tractor Tavern, which plays host to whiskey-swigging rockers Murder by Death, currently on tour celebrating the band’s tenth anniversary.

In those ten years, Murder by Death has cultivated a reputation for shows that feel more like house parties, with liquor flowing and toasts raised, and an overwhelming sense of camaraderie between band and audience that results in impassioned sing-alongs and exuberant fist-pumping.

Their sound is particularly suited for the Tractor, as Murder by Death draws from all sorts of Americana influences in its quest to create a deliciously unique stew. There’s Adam Turla’s deep, Johnny Cash-like rumble, which is itself enough to knock a person flat as it croons out lyrics about outlaws, drunks, and a battle between the Devil and a Mexican town. There are piratical sea shanties that would feel at home on the coasts of colonial America, and Western nods tailored for a Clint Eastwood gun duel. Consistent through it all is an alluring gothic feel, provided in huge part by Sarah Balliet and her haunting cello.

If it sounds like just a series of gimmicks, rest assured the songs stand on their own, as witnessed in this stripped-down video:

But oh, yeah, and let’s get back to the whiskey. Such fans of this incomparable elixir of life is the band that Murder by Death’s current Kickstarter campaign includes a trip with them to Louisville, KY, for any backer who pledges $6,500. “And yea, we shall drink bourbon,” they proclaim, promising a day of riding around in a limo and getting wasted on the Kentucky Bourbon Trail. Sure, the price might seem steep—but the Indiana-based quintet has already raised over $130,000, blowing their initial goal out of the water, with three days still to go. That speaks to the dedication of the band’s fans, and the other, more affordable, Kickstarter items speak to the unrivaled devotion Murder by Death has for them in return (example: drummer Dagan Thogerson is getting a fan-selected tattoo as part of the campaign).

That kind of love affair is well worth the $15 for this Friday’s 21+ gig, if only to observe this rare intimacy from the fringes of the audience. Just don’t be surprised when you find yourself taking a shot, moving to the middle of the pack, and diving into the party.

Nada Surf Favors Another Seattle Venue with Their Sparkling Pop

Drummer Ira Eliot and singer/guitarist Matthew Caws of Nada Surf (Photo: Chelsea Nesvig).

The Showbox. Neumo’s. The Crocodile. The Moore. Nada Surf has been steadily racking up shows at venues around Seattle since they reappeared, post “Popular” fame, on the indie rock scene in 2003 with the Barsuk Records-released Let Go. Now touring in support of their seventh studio album, The Stars are Indifferent to Astronomy, the New York City-based band found their way to the Tractor Tavern in Ballard on Thursday night, adding another venue to the aforementioned list.

As lead singer and guitarist Matthew Caws reiterated last night, Seattle has become something of a second home for the band, namely because of their loyal label’s location, but also due to the consistent support they receive from “where the music matters” juggernaut KEXP and local label-mate musician friends. “Why haven’t I ever been here before?” wondered the unassuming and friendly frontman, of the Tractor, near the beginning of the set. “And Hattie’s Hat is just down the street!”

The band didn’t let a new venue with cowboy boot and cattle skull decor throw them off their well-established sets of consistent and straightforward, yet still sparkling, indie rock – or power pop, depending on your preferred parlance. The core trio of Caws, bassist Daniel Lorca (oddly sans cigarette), and ham of a drummer Ira Eliot added guitarist and friend Doug Gillard (formerly of Guided by Voices) to the on stage lineup for assistance with solos from The Stars are Indifferent to Astronomy.   Playing songs from every release except their 1996 debut High/Low, they provided yet another hit of live show ether for the longtime fans, and plenty of enticement for potential new ones.

Glittering tracks like “Hi-Speed Soul” and “Happy Kid” from Let Go had the crowd most excited, but the set promoted the new album most heavily, kicking off with the fast and catchy jam “Clear Eye Clouded Mind,” and continued with alternations between new and old. Nine years into the band’s second life, Caws’ melodic voice still shows no signs of wear, and Lorca’s dreadlock whip-accompanied bass playing and Eliot’s gesture-heavy drumming remain essential to the on stage sound and chemistry. For a throwback to 1996’s Proximity Effect, “80 Windows” made an appearance, and not forgetting 2010’s covers album, If I Had a Hi-Fi, Caws introduced Depeche Mode’s “Enjoy the Silence” as “a song by a British band with a French name.” Favorites “See These Bones” and “Weightless” from 2008’s Lucky helped round out the lengthy set.

And then, a whole sixteen song set and four song encore later, they were done, leaving their fans new and old delighted and the band with another Seattle venue notch in its belt.

But they’ll be back next month to play one more – the Neptune – STG’s still new-ish venue in the U District that’s booking shows faster than most of us can keep track of them. Caws got a taste of it on Thursday night when he was one of three acts performing at the Sasquatch! lineup announcement party. With his solo performance as our evidence, it seems certain that Nada Surf will find it another suitable venue in their home away from home.