* chris brokaw has really improved his acoustic playing and singing over the past few years. he's been one of the most underrated musicians in indie rock for the past decade. rubber o cement features someone from the legendary outsider psych/noise collective caroliner. and wolf eyes is indeed one of the most intense bands you'll ever see.
DETAILS FOR HALLOWEEN SHOW(s)
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EARLY SHOW ($7) DOORS: 7:00
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> CHRIS BROWKAW (8:00)
> KARATE (9:00)
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LATE SHOW ($8) DOORS: 10:30
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> RUBBER O CEMENT (11:00)
> WOLF EYES (12 MIDNIGHT)
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CHRIS BROKAW was in Codeine, Come, Consonant, The New Year, Pullman, and played on a GG Allin record? YES! GG Allin!!!!
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WOLF EYES
Much has been made of how downright scary a Wolf Eyes show can be (think pummeling industrial noise, a la Throbbing Gristle, aligned with the
confrontational aesthetics of hardcore). We'd admit what an exagerration that is, but it's actually an understatement. Hell, just ask band member John Olson, who split his skull open with a giant medieval mace, last July while on the
Sonic Youth tour. Come for the music, stay for the bloodshed. Just remember to bring some earplugs. On Sub Pop Records.
"I was just kinda like, 'Oh whatever.' But it just kept bleedin' and like my equipment and everything just was covered in blood, and I was kinda startin' to freak out, 'cause Thurston [Moore] and all the roadies kept tossin' me towels
and they just kept gettin' covered up with blood. So like after the first song, I pull over Nate [Young] and I'm like, 'Man, do you think I'm alright?' And he looks at the cut and he's kinda quiet, and he's like, 'It looks cool, man, just
keep jammin'."
Keep jamming? After being smacked upside the skull with a spiked, medieval mace? That's mad; stupid really. Not in the name of rock, apparently. Because that's exactly what John Olson did at a Wolf Eyes show this past summer, while opening for Sonic Youth. Said gash bled on until the end of the set and required five staples and a heavy dose of anathesia as the night wound down in a hospital wing. Why he decided to swing a MACE around in the first place is a mystery to begin with. But hey, Wolf Eyes has never really adhered to the rules of logical
behavior. Live, the trio is truly terrifying, a sight to stare at whether or not you dig the music: all too often battering, slapping and hammering their own bodies as much as whatever instrument is in harm's way. On record, their metal machine music lends itself to the grisliest of metaphors: a blood-spattered killing spree, a sputtering lawn mower caught in the midst of cutting through flesh and bone, someone trying desperately to tune a TV or transistor radio. Visceral doesn't even begin to describe such fetishistic, gleeful noise. Let's just say Wolf Eyes is harder than any hardcore band you'll ever see, and heavier than the heaviest of metal.
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RUBBER O CEMENT is as avant-garde as the above, with the added allure of a profoundly-surreal stage show. Often dressed in cardboard, foil and foam, they fire off splotchy patches of noise and horror movie effects. Not surprisingly, their records were once packaged along with a Clive Barker comic book.
DETAILS FOR HALLOWEEN SHOW(s)
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
EARLY SHOW ($7) DOORS: 7:00
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
> CHRIS BROWKAW (8:00)
> KARATE (9:00)
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
LATE SHOW ($8) DOORS: 10:30
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
> RUBBER O CEMENT (11:00)
> WOLF EYES (12 MIDNIGHT)
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++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
CHRIS BROKAW was in Codeine, Come, Consonant, The New Year, Pullman, and played on a GG Allin record? YES! GG Allin!!!!
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
WOLF EYES
Much has been made of how downright scary a Wolf Eyes show can be (think pummeling industrial noise, a la Throbbing Gristle, aligned with the
confrontational aesthetics of hardcore). We'd admit what an exagerration that is, but it's actually an understatement. Hell, just ask band member John Olson, who split his skull open with a giant medieval mace, last July while on the
Sonic Youth tour. Come for the music, stay for the bloodshed. Just remember to bring some earplugs. On Sub Pop Records.
"I was just kinda like, 'Oh whatever.' But it just kept bleedin' and like my equipment and everything just was covered in blood, and I was kinda startin' to freak out, 'cause Thurston [Moore] and all the roadies kept tossin' me towels
and they just kept gettin' covered up with blood. So like after the first song, I pull over Nate [Young] and I'm like, 'Man, do you think I'm alright?' And he looks at the cut and he's kinda quiet, and he's like, 'It looks cool, man, just
keep jammin'."
Keep jamming? After being smacked upside the skull with a spiked, medieval mace? That's mad; stupid really. Not in the name of rock, apparently. Because that's exactly what John Olson did at a Wolf Eyes show this past summer, while opening for Sonic Youth. Said gash bled on until the end of the set and required five staples and a heavy dose of anathesia as the night wound down in a hospital wing. Why he decided to swing a MACE around in the first place is a mystery to begin with. But hey, Wolf Eyes has never really adhered to the rules of logical
behavior. Live, the trio is truly terrifying, a sight to stare at whether or not you dig the music: all too often battering, slapping and hammering their own bodies as much as whatever instrument is in harm's way. On record, their metal machine music lends itself to the grisliest of metaphors: a blood-spattered killing spree, a sputtering lawn mower caught in the midst of cutting through flesh and bone, someone trying desperately to tune a TV or transistor radio. Visceral doesn't even begin to describe such fetishistic, gleeful noise. Let's just say Wolf Eyes is harder than any hardcore band you'll ever see, and heavier than the heaviest of metal.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
RUBBER O CEMENT is as avant-garde as the above, with the added allure of a profoundly-surreal stage show. Often dressed in cardboard, foil and foam, they fire off splotchy patches of noise and horror movie effects. Not surprisingly, their records were once packaged along with a Clive Barker comic book.