10.3& 10.4 Ottobar
Chain and the Gang
Ed Schrader's Music Beat
Sam Coffey and the Iron Lungs
+ more TBA!
JACCO GARDNER (Netherlands, Trouble In Mind) FACEBOOK
$7 Admission // ALL AGES
presented by U+N and Savage Party
Allow us to introduce the US debut of 24-year old Dutch multi-instrumentalist Jacco Gardner – prepare to have your minds blown. After releasing a criminally limited 7-inch in Europe earlier in 2012, Gardner returns with a brand-new, double dose of hits for Trouble In Mind. “Where Will You Go”‘s opening guitar strums fade into view before lurching into a dreamy baroque-pop groover, with lush melodies cascading over a driving drum beat, conjuring images of Syd jamming with Revolver-era Beatles. “Summer’s Game” chimes in with Jacco crooning like a young Colin Blunstone over a lilting harpsichord that unfolds into a heavenly psychedelic pop gem- shimmering right there on your turntable. Mining the past can be tricky business, but Gardner maneuvers his way around the trappings by not simply aping his influences, but by creating a unique & stirring new voice in modern psychedelic pop music.
Hollows (Trouble in Mind Records, from Chicago… WEBSITE) +1
Pitchfork; 7.5 “It usually takes years of practice and several albums for bands to reach the crestfallen state Brooklyn trio Widowspeak showcase on their debut. Here, the music’s poignant rush came quickly: We’re told their debut single “Harsh Realm” was recorded after the band played a total of six shows. The fatalistic croon of singer/songwriter Molly Hamilton has already garnered plenty of Hope Sandoval comparisons. It would be remiss not to mention those here, as Hamilton’s phrasing is often nearly identical to her most obvious influence, but there’s enough variation in mood and texture to give this project a weight and balance all of its own.
Much of the credit is due to the versatile guitar lines traded between Hamilton and Robert Earl Thomas. At times there’s a hollowed-out starkness and foreboding to the playing reminiscent of Ennio Morricone’s spaghetti western soundtracks (“Puritan”); at others there’s a meshing of hippy idealism and influences extracted from bad-vibes garage rock not dissimilar to Love at their peak (see the pleasingly atonal guitar solo that ripples through “Nightcrawlers”). The latter even bears a moody 1950s tenor that sounds like Alex Zhang Hungtai of Dirty Beaches with the filth cleaned out of his fingernails. Anyone looking to wallow in 1990s nostalgia will find much to gorge on, too— touchstones from that decade come thick and fast. For instance, when Hamilton’s not channeling Sandoval, and when the band crawls out of the doldrums into more upbeat territory (“Gun Shy”, “Half Awake”), she often resembles Madder Rose singer Mary Lorson.
The skill with which Widowspeak assimilates those parts into alluring song structures is what prevents this from being an exercise in tributary. There’s an ache to “Harsh Realm” that’s all their own, the central vocal line (“I always think about you”) bearing a downplayed creepiness that suggests Hamilton knows a thing or two about the ill effects of obsessive love. The one-two punch of “Gun Shy” and “Hard Times” are where the band hits its peak, the former combining their natural wistfulness with bouts of polished-up Link Wray guitar twang that wouldn’t sound out of place on the soundtrack to Tom DiCillo’s Johnny Suede. On “Hard Times” they bend everything around a featherlight pop framework that provides a perfectly melancholy backbone to Hamilton’s naturally listless demeanor: It has the right amount of sun and shade much of Widowspeak possesses, the lightness of touch in the arrangement preventing the songwriting from toppling over into unpalatable sorrow.”
NIGHT BEATS (Garagey Psych, Trouble in Mind… FACEBOOK)
+1 , TBA
at Golden West
From Wikipedia; Psychic Ills is an experimental rock/psychedelic rock band from New York, USA. The current line-up consists of Tres Warren(guitar, vocals), Elizabeth Hart(bass), Dan Wise(guitar) , Brandon Davis (keyboard) and Chris Millstein (drums). Their first full length album, Dins, was released in early 2006 with the painting, “Three Hairs and Shadow” by German Fluxus artist Wolf Vostell as the cover art.
The Village Voice named them Best Psych Rock Band in their 2006 Best of NYC issue.
In early 2008 they performed in Marfa, Texas for the opening of the Hello Meth Lab In The Sun art installation, and at the Contemporary Art Museum in Bordeaux France for the IAO festival. In 2009 they released Mirror Eye and toured the US with Butthole Surfers.
For 2011’s Hazed Dream, the band moved to Sacred Bones and opted for a more streamlined, accessible approach.
Members of Psychic Ills have been involved in various other projects. Elizabeth Hart plays bass with Effi Briest and performs with the improvisational dance and music ensemble Skint. Tres Warren collaborates with visual artist Taketo Shimada as Messages and with Drew McDowall of Coil as Compound Eye. Former drummer Brian Tamborello participated in the Boredoms Boadrum projects and played drums on Mike Wexler’s record Sun Wheel.
From Get Bent; “As the first notes of this album began to play, my face automatically contorted in pleasure. It probably wasn’t very pretty, but I really don’t care. Every part of my body began to bop about in its awkward little way, and I began to jam. If King Khan and the Black Lips and Ty Segall somehow were able to conceive a musical baby, this would most assuredly be it. Night Beats manage to be a soulful and psychedelic yet surfy brand of garage rock. These kids are based from Seattle now, but 2/3 of the band originally hails from Texas. It’s easy to pick up the 13th Floor Elevators references, along with several other Texan psych staples. It was hard for me to pick just one offering for you, dear listeners, because every song on the album highlighted another facet of their insane talent. Night Beats supplied a psychedelic odyssey that clocked in at 7:12, and then offset it with several bangers under the 3:00 mark. Standouts include “Puppet On A String”, “Dial 666”, “The Other Side”, and “Halucinojenny.” Enjoy the melty, fuzzy, face-contorting goodness”