Duchess Says is the ’80s freak-wave/post-punk band you never knew you were dying for. Hailing from Montreal, they’re out to prove that Montreal’s really gaining on NYC right now in every way. And who can resist a band that sounds a whole like like what would happen if the Cars and the Slits had two babies, both born under the darkest of stars, then those babies mated with Halloween incarnate, then all the resulting offspring started a band. Yup. Picture that one.
Honey, The Men, Foster Care, JJ Doll
Friday May 6, 8 pm at Alphaville: $8 in advance/ $10 at the door
The season of leisure is (sorta, almost) upon us, but before you can pull out your pastel polos and Adidas flip flops n’ white socks (predicting that a health-goths-in-hot-weather with ’80s Beverly Hills golf club vibe will dominate Riis Park Beach Bazaar this summer), you gotta ease into that seasonable mindset of giving very few fucks. Without the zen attitude, you’re just another banker boy who spills mustard on his Comme des Garcons tennis shoes and makes his French bulldog Daisy pay the consequences. In my opinion, the best way to avoid wanton animal abuse is to eliminate all possible stress factors– that means lining up your go-to tunes for the summer far in advance so that when it comes to making an all-day playlist on the fly, you’ll be ready to go.
Rip-roaring nastiness spews forth from this aptly-named Detroit band, Human Eye, that sound less like anything produced in the last several decades and more like Black Sabbath lost on a dark, street light-less night on the streets of Detroit. Though these guys aren’t all throwback, their sound vibes with some seriously spaced-out effects that place them squarely inside of now. Ozzy-like vocals are belted out by frontman Timmy Vulgar of raucous punk band Timmy’s Organism while the rest of the band’s perfect bowling alley rock on acid. Plus, Cyanide Tooth and Honey.
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Welcome back to reality. Now that summer’s officially over (the days seem shorter already, don’t they?) you’re going to need a serious hangover remedy for those months of self-abuse. If that sounds painful, it doesn’t have to be. Good shows will help get you back on your feet and distract you from the literal spiral into darkness happening right before our eyes. This week, see what a Kiwi guitar-pop legend is up to these days and don’t miss a certain Tropicália squad’s reunion.
Welcome back to IRL. Here’s to hoping you had a good one being equal parts proud to live in a country where you don’t have to think too hard about what went into your readily available Apple phone and palm oil snacks, and all “pshhh” about the whole affair. We’re also fingers-crossed that you didn’t go too DIY on fireworks after a failed reconnaissance mission ‘cross the Pennsylvania border (really, you gotta know a guy to get anything close to decent fireworks ’round these parts)– because fingers and toes are maybe more valuable than even the most awe-inducing homemade mortar blast or Roman candle to your unsuspecting friend’s face. In the interest of such things, maybe you didn’t get your kicks, but fear not, there are better, much safer ways to get your thrills via rock n’ roll. Take this week to scoot your butt to some shows and allow yourself to revel. Believe us, it’ll make up at least a little bit for this increasingly less-explosive holiday.
Wand and Honey at Death By Audio (and possibly, maybe Ty Segall)
Wand, the garage-psych outfit from California that’s been opening for Ty Segall just before he absconds the Land of The Free for the Eurozone, will play a show of their own on Tuesday night at DBA. Oh yeah, and rumor has it Ty Segall might actually show his face as well. Ty’s appearance isn’t completely out of the question — after all, his video for “Goodbye Bread” was shot inside the DIY venue, and DBA is closing soon, meaning this could be his last chance to play a venue he’s clearly pretty fond of. Definitely joining Wand are the local dudes from Honey.
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