Three Days To Rise || April 27-29, 2007
FRIDAY
Granada Theater: Clap Your Hands Say Yeah / Elvis Perkins in Dearland
Perkins blew me away at SXSW. He's one of the better young songwriters you'll see in America today, so consider this the top choice of the night. I compel you to sample his wares. CYHSY, though, are mighty underwhelming in concert, if their last show at the Gypsy Tea Room was any indication.
MAMFW: Modern 'til Midnight
National DJ Kid Koala plus local wonderboys Mom and up-and-coming Dallas DJ team The Party for ten bucks. If you don't like any particular act playing, then put that cover charge toward walking around the museum for a few minutes. Win-win.
Rubber Gloves: Neil Hamburger / Laura Palmer
Hailey's: Oso Closo
I looked at the band photos on their MySpace page and said to myself, "I don't even need to listen to this crap." But I listened anyway out of kindness for a local band, and I regret it. Really, this Denton band sounds exactly how those photos look, as if Steve Perry and Tom Cochrane made a butt-baby together.
The Cavern: White Light Fever
Hadn't heard of this Dallas band until Jasun prodded me to listen today. Anybody with a Sabbath boner will find something to appreciate about these guys, though the online samples don't answer the question of whether they come off as a solid band on their own right--like Hogpig--or another snore of a retread. But if you're one of 24 people sad about the changes to 92.5 this week, this show's made for you. WLF opens for Iowa's Radio Moscow and Dallas' Blackheart Society.
Palladium: Chris Cornell
You want to talk about a fall from grace? A few songs leaked from Cornell's new "solo" record weeks ago, and they sound like he hired the guys who won my high school's battle of the bands to back him up. Not that I was a fan of Audioslave in the first place, but this stuff really sounds like David Lee Roth squeezing out a Hershey's squirt.
SATURDAY
AllGood Cafe: Bosque Brown / Curtis Glenn Heath
If you're a casual reader of Dd who normally avoids local concerts, I urge you to consider this incredible double-bill at the casual, sit-down environment of the AllGood Cafe. Think Bend Studio without the "take your shoes off" nonsense or the $25 cover charge. On top of that, Theater Fire fans owe it to themselves to catch Curtis' solo set, loaded with songs that the full band doesn't play and backed with interesting, minimalist arrangements (as Curtis usually has two people join him on bass and other instruments).
Dan's Silverleaf: Andrew WK / Corn Mo
I find myself in the unfortunate position of being the least credible critic of Jonanna Widner. That's unfortunate, because I sure have a lot to say about her work, but I generally keep quiet due to the fact that my criticisms may be seen as full of baggage. Having said that, I'm lifting my silence this week. Calling Corn Mo "Denton's version of Daniel Johnston" is wrong on so many levels--one, Corn Mo doesn't live here anymore; two, Daniel Johnston doesn't play an accordion; three, Daniel Johnston isn't a witty, self-aware one-man dynamo who both parodies and embraces the power of arena rock; four, HE'S NOT SLOW. UGHGHKLERUFLJGHGH. Fucking kill me, already! Andrew WK headlines. As this is a Kittenpants.com party, expect lots of weird, unique and hilarious stuff. Darci knows how to throw down.
Rubber Gloves: The Marked Men
I've slowly grown to realize how wrong I was about disliking Denton's The Marked Men. Local intelli-punk doesn't get much better.
Hailey's: Sunset Rubdown / Evangelicals
I can't believe I'm ranking this as the fourth-best thing to see on Saturday. This out-of-town wallop would be #1 any other night of the week. The latter is from Oklahoma and tours through Dallas fairly frequently, but Spencer Krug (Wolf Parade) hardly comes through town with EITHER of his bands, so act accordingly.
Amsterdam Bar: Here, In Arms / Eaton Lake Tonics
Assuming this is free.
SUNDAY
Mavs game. Also, there's a BBQ with Doug Burr, Sarah Jaffe and more on the Club Dada patio (click here for roster/schedule)...is the food free, Amanda? -SM
Granada Theater: Clap Your Hands Say Yeah / Elvis Perkins in Dearland
Perkins blew me away at SXSW. He's one of the better young songwriters you'll see in America today, so consider this the top choice of the night. I compel you to sample his wares. CYHSY, though, are mighty underwhelming in concert, if their last show at the Gypsy Tea Room was any indication.
MAMFW: Modern 'til Midnight
National DJ Kid Koala plus local wonderboys Mom and up-and-coming Dallas DJ team The Party for ten bucks. If you don't like any particular act playing, then put that cover charge toward walking around the museum for a few minutes. Win-win.
Rubber Gloves: Neil Hamburger / Laura Palmer
Hailey's: Oso Closo
I looked at the band photos on their MySpace page and said to myself, "I don't even need to listen to this crap." But I listened anyway out of kindness for a local band, and I regret it. Really, this Denton band sounds exactly how those photos look, as if Steve Perry and Tom Cochrane made a butt-baby together.
The Cavern: White Light Fever
Hadn't heard of this Dallas band until Jasun prodded me to listen today. Anybody with a Sabbath boner will find something to appreciate about these guys, though the online samples don't answer the question of whether they come off as a solid band on their own right--like Hogpig--or another snore of a retread. But if you're one of 24 people sad about the changes to 92.5 this week, this show's made for you. WLF opens for Iowa's Radio Moscow and Dallas' Blackheart Society.
Palladium: Chris Cornell
You want to talk about a fall from grace? A few songs leaked from Cornell's new "solo" record weeks ago, and they sound like he hired the guys who won my high school's battle of the bands to back him up. Not that I was a fan of Audioslave in the first place, but this stuff really sounds like David Lee Roth squeezing out a Hershey's squirt.
SATURDAY
AllGood Cafe: Bosque Brown / Curtis Glenn Heath
If you're a casual reader of Dd who normally avoids local concerts, I urge you to consider this incredible double-bill at the casual, sit-down environment of the AllGood Cafe. Think Bend Studio without the "take your shoes off" nonsense or the $25 cover charge. On top of that, Theater Fire fans owe it to themselves to catch Curtis' solo set, loaded with songs that the full band doesn't play and backed with interesting, minimalist arrangements (as Curtis usually has two people join him on bass and other instruments).
Dan's Silverleaf: Andrew WK / Corn Mo
I find myself in the unfortunate position of being the least credible critic of Jonanna Widner. That's unfortunate, because I sure have a lot to say about her work, but I generally keep quiet due to the fact that my criticisms may be seen as full of baggage. Having said that, I'm lifting my silence this week. Calling Corn Mo "Denton's version of Daniel Johnston" is wrong on so many levels--one, Corn Mo doesn't live here anymore; two, Daniel Johnston doesn't play an accordion; three, Daniel Johnston isn't a witty, self-aware one-man dynamo who both parodies and embraces the power of arena rock; four, HE'S NOT SLOW. UGHGHKLERUFLJGHGH. Fucking kill me, already! Andrew WK headlines. As this is a Kittenpants.com party, expect lots of weird, unique and hilarious stuff. Darci knows how to throw down.
Rubber Gloves: The Marked Men
I've slowly grown to realize how wrong I was about disliking Denton's The Marked Men. Local intelli-punk doesn't get much better.
Hailey's: Sunset Rubdown / Evangelicals
I can't believe I'm ranking this as the fourth-best thing to see on Saturday. This out-of-town wallop would be #1 any other night of the week. The latter is from Oklahoma and tours through Dallas fairly frequently, but Spencer Krug (Wolf Parade) hardly comes through town with EITHER of his bands, so act accordingly.
Amsterdam Bar: Here, In Arms / Eaton Lake Tonics
Assuming this is free.
SUNDAY
Mavs game. Also, there's a BBQ with Doug Burr, Sarah Jaffe and more on the Club Dada patio (click here for roster/schedule)...is the food free, Amanda? -SM
5 Comments:
I really was just going to keep my mouth shut because I'm sure you have all sorts of wise, pseudo-hipster insight that I lack but uhhh...
...those Orso Closo photos kinda look like you, me, and pretty much everyone else we hang out with. Seriously. Girl with hippie t-shirt = me, you have like, two Noahs in there, and the other two could be any random guys on the planet. Why all hatin' on looks?
p.s. Didn't listen to the music. I trust you there.
Hey, honey...you misspelled Oso. And I don't squint and "feel the music" nearly as much. Perhaps that's why they're better, happier people than me?
no pleasant grove show?
CRAP! And on the week that I make fun of Bend Studio, no less.
PLEASANT GROVE AT BEND: Saturday, $18. Geez, that's 'spensive. Is Marcus giving everyone footrubs who attends? That might make it worth it.
the cut*off at barley house on saturday!
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