These guys have been my dirty little secret for a while now. When the CD turned up in my car I blamed it on my girlfriend... When I was humming "milkshake... milkshake..." I convinced myself it was some sort of Pavlovian tick. Then on Feb. 9th I decided to see just how glamorous I was. I bit the bullet and attended a Louis XIV show. To my horror the bill was shared by the Hot Hot Heat. But I saw it as a true test of my musical orientation. It was a crux. In my mind the pendulum would swing to ascot and white jeans or hoody and vans.
To be fair Louis XIV were pretty good. The show was entertaining they simply played the songs with very little in between. The guitars sounded amazing which I know is no small feat. I am sure they spent years dialing in their sound. They were solid. Was it like the first time I saw the Afghan Whigs? Absolutely not. Was it good though? Yes. The Hot Hot Heat were not my thing and seemed to be one of those bands that made me realize how much my feet hurt and how long I have been standing.
Ok guys... so I am implementing a system to identify bands based on our interaction with them the night of the show. If you or anyone you know is offended by this... well... we don't care. The rating system is as follows: GGGB - good guys good band GGBB - good guys bad band BGBB - bad guys bad band BGGG - bad guys good band
I am Nick. I travel with a bands as a tour manager of sorts. I have witnessed so many good bands I will never forget... so many horrible bands I (regretably) will never forget as well... and so many bands that I can't remember for some reason. So... I have this blog to help my memory and keep me busy while we drive for days and days and days... and days
What's going on here...
Music reviews in 150 words or less... of bands that you might not see in pitchfork but you will definitely see going boom boom in the bp bathroom somewhere off US Rt. 80.
P.S. lately I have been reviewing bands that you do see in pitchfork. BOOOOOO! I SUCK!
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