Hey! What’s up? This is Melissa, the bassist. You may know me as Mel, Melly, Launchabomb, Lunchbox, Longtrombone, Bausch & Lomb, Lambchop, etc. I’m bloggin’ in place of Danny as he is on semi-band-paternity-leave. I’ll fill in the blanks on the last couple of shows since a) you might enjoy hearing about this and b) inevitably, 5 years down the road I will be trying to remember who we played with or someone’s name since I have the absolute WORST memory everrr.
First things first, on the home front, Danny and Angela (our occasional merch person extraordinaire, also silversmith and lawyer #nbd) welcomed their healthy and hella cute baby, Leo, into the world at the tail end of May! And the world is better for it. Believe it!
Back on April 6, we jumped on a bill with Dealer (Oakland, CA), Ruiners (Houston), and Electric Sleep (Houston) downtown at notsuoh, everyone’s favorite old shoe and weirdo repository. And here’s where this blog post is going to break down – my appallingly bad attempt at following Danny’s lead and writing about music.
Ruiners opened the show and are somewhat new to the Houston scene and are making their mark fast. And, thankfully, they are about as good at describing their music as I am, as their bandcamp page calls it ‘Guitar Music’. It’s high-energy, driving, loose, and slightly angry, but not TOO angry, and a lot of fun to watch! Song titles include ‘Anxiety’, ‘Nothing’, ‘Pointless’, and ‘Trippin’’, so you get an idea of the vibe and lyrical content. There’s some fun, occasional vocal interplay between bassist Hayden Wander and main singer/guitarist Shan Pasha going on. Joey Mains is spirited and athletic on the kit and really propels things along, and is also totally down to accessorize his outfit.
ANYWAY, at the time of this writing, which is 2 months overdue, they have a new tape out called, ‘Plebian’, give it a listen. I happened to see them play at Rudyard’s last night for their release.
Omotai followed up, with the help of our great friend, Steve Smith, filling in on the drums. If we haven’t mentioned this, Steve and our guitarist Sam also play in another band called Pyreship, with whom (who, whoms’t, whomst’d) we share a practice space. They’re an excellent slow, heavy, sometimes beautiful yeaaarrning type of metal. More on that in another post. Anyway, he was also the drummer in one of my all-time favorite Houston bands back in the day, Motion Turns It On. This was his first of a few shows to fill in for us over the late spring/early summer, and he pulled it off masterfully. Thank you, Steve! You’re a gem!
Tusk Aurora (abridged version)
Dealer (Oakland) is a like freight train of relentless, solid punk/straight-ahead-rock/grunge riffs. They basically pummel you from first note to last without letting up. Dealer’s definitely not afraid to employ a perfectly placed surprise guitar squeal, unleash a completely unabashed straight-up guitar solo, or gtfo – bang on three rack toms. They wear Hawaiian-esque shirts, cowboy boots, sweat bands on their heads, and have long hair and do not care (emphasis mine). Not to mention they pretty much have the best album cover. I hope we get to play with these dudes again!
Listen to Billionaire Boys Club (available on vinyl and tape).
Electric Sleep closed out the evening. It’s a one-man drone-y electronic/noise/industrial soundscape by Ford (formerly of Houston’s Black Coffee and Warhounds). His set up is a byzantine array of midi keyboards and old computer-y looking gear (yes, that’s the technical term) that he has programmed himself, complete with a projector and cool visuals. I wish I had asked him more questions about what in the actual fuck he had created, but I had too much to drink, which for me is like 2 beers, and spent the rest of the evening texting people up-close pics of my nostrils.
Thanks to Juan Carlos at Die Slow for asking us to be a part of the evening.