Friday, August 24, 2007

Animal Law - 8/23/07

Thanks to everyone who came out to support us on such a crappy, stormy night. We did three songs: "Grain," "In Fives," and "Above Heaven," in just under 34-minutes. Aside from one major blunder on my part, things were pretty tight. We are starting to look at bookings for fall and winter shows... places where drums will be mic'd, amps will be mic'd, etc. Loud places...

From the bathroom at Enemy... Pre-show:

Thursday, August 23, 2007


With thanks to Mr. Sienko, from Gapers Block/Transmission:

60 Antelopes per Lion is not only a good's the ANIMAL LAW (tonight)
08.23.2007 in Concert by Chris S.

Clockwise from top: Lovely Little Girls, Fat Worm of Error, a tape by Youth of the Beast, and a pic I found while Google Image Searching for "Animal Law"

Tonight at Enemy (1550 N. Milwaukee Ave, 3rd Floor), a humid and rain-besotted Wicker Park jams out to a Bacchanalian orgy of sweaty riffs, purposely shambling costume-rock, one man-guitar-army hallucinations, and the sweet sweet sounds of a little child crying over spilt birthday cake.

Animal Law, a new supergroup featuring members of Cheer-Accident, Gunshop, Gays in the Military, Vertonen, and Bloodyminded, performs their second-ever show tonight. It's a rough amalgam of (early) Swans, Harvey Milk, Khanate...stuff like that. Slow. Plodding. Gruesome sights, the kind you just can't stop staring at.

Fat Worm of Error come all the way from Allston, MA, bringing a dazzling array of googly eyes, unsafe costumes, and fretfully splattery noise-rock. Their CD on Load Records, along with many self-released tapes and CDrs (no doubt with spray paint and googly eyes all over them) will be availble for sale. Support the out-of-town dudes!

Youth of the Beast features a member of Iowa City's Racoo-oo-oon, a one man singing, drumming, and screeching machine.

Also from Chicago, Lovely Little Girls, featuring frontman/visual artist Greg Jacobsen (watch for my feature story on his recently-released Ritualistic School of Errors CD/DVD set next week!), raise a ruckus with a sound like a metallic version of the early (good) era of Public Image Limited, filtered through a Brecht sensitibility, and drizzled with imagery of babies with poopy diapiers, little girls who have dropped their lollipops onto anthills (but continue to lick them anyway), and naughty little anthropomorphic children made to stand in the corner and think about what they've done. If you don't have unsettling dreams after this, you are WAY too jaded.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Last Night

Blake Edwards posted a very nice write-up about last night's show, at the end of this thread, here. This is what he wrote about The Fortieth Day + Noise Crush:

"The Fortieth Day was up next and I will, at the risk of causing tears, say that this has to be my favorite project Solotroff is involved in. The cassettes don’t do the live performance justice, and that’s not simply because of the visuals Noise Crush brings, but the sheer volume and subtle dynamics just don’t come trough for me on the recordings I’ve heard. The analogy for The Fortieth Day would be if you were witnessing Glenn Branca conduct his guitar army but everyone was playing tuned aircraft engines. I felt like I was at O’Hare runway but there was structure to everything I was hearing. Isidro and Mark, with a bass, guitar, synth, and banks of pedals between them, managed to push so much sound around the room that it was, simply overwhelming. This is only the second time I’ve seen them and I was afraid they wouldn‘t live up to the initial impression I had of them, but the did. Noise Crush’s visuals also were fantastic, definite disorientation live visual mixing with a fantastic gritty seasoning; floodlights? Lunar eclipses? Storms? Hurricane footage? A close up of a vacuum cleaner picking up dryer lint? Sped up? Slowed down? The vagueness of the visuals were stellar."

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

More on Parodies

MySpace keeps offering them up... but no real surprises, here, either. So-so chest hair, too:


From Gapers Block / Transmission, with thanks to Mt. Sienko!

Xounds! It's Xome!! At Elastic!!! TONIGHT!!!!

08.21.2007 in Concert by Chris S.

Clockwise from left: Xome, TV Pow, IS, The Fortieth Day

Life is full of choices. For example, you could do like I did last night and send off a cover letter for a job you really want, claiming that you have exceptional proofreading skills, and that you "never miss a typo." And then send it out with two glaring typos. And then spend the rest of the night punching yourself in the arm at 15 minutes intervals.

OR, you could do something totally sensible. For example, you could take your bruised arm up to Elastic (2830 N. Milwaukee, 2nd floor - near the six-way at Kimball, Diversey and Milwaukee, upstairs from the chinese restaurant) for their weekly "Triage" series. It's TONIGHT at 8 p.m.! Pay the nice person $5 at the door, bring some beer if you want, and check out four superstar ensembles of electroacoustic, minimalist, and pulsing drone magic.

From California, long-time pedal-jockey XOME keeps things fast n' flashy with his high-tech noise creations. A seldom-seen experience out here in the Midwest, so don't wait for a "next time" that may never come.

Returning after a long hiatus, TV POW return to Chicago to lull you into a false sense of security with their multi-laptop setup; don't mind us, we're just trawling the river for electronic corpses.

The Fortieth Day, featuring Mark and Isidro of Bloodyminded, use their bass/guitar/synth lineup to create TG-styled levels of industrial grain, further blurred into sense-memory with the able assistance of Noise Crush on cyclical video visuals.

Finally, Is continues to hone his craft onstage, fusing Daniel Menche with Organum into a tough, knotty, dense set of ecstatic drone and shrieking noise burrowing.

Monday, August 20, 2007

Video From The Dropdead Show

An observant friend just sent me the link to this video from last Wednesday's show, which includes clips of BLOODYMINDED, Punch In The Face, Artimus Pyle, and Dropdead

Dropdead Photos and Review

There is a full write-up about last Wednesday's BLOODYMINDED show on The Punk Vault, complete with some nice new photographs. The review is sort of wishy-washy... not all that bad, but not all that good:

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Last Wednesday's Show

August 15, 2007
Chicago, IL
Artimus Pyle
Punch In The Face

Heber Burguette - Synth
James Moy - Live Mix + Synth
Isidro Reyes - Synth + Vocals
Mark Solotroff - Vocals

03. AS IF
06. HEAD

Pretty much what you would expect... set us on a stage in front of 200-300 mostly punk and hardcore fans - many of whom were under-21 - and let the fun begin. Actually it was an amazing show. The set-up and sound check went extremely smoothly, the show was run very efficiently, the promoter and the club took good care of us, and it was great to play to a nice full house at such high volume. With The Empty Bottle as a high standard for how well a local club can take care of performers, I was really happy with how things went at Subterranean, it being my first time playing there.

Rager went on first, at 6:30 PM on the nose, and they definitely got the crowd worked up with their Nausea- and (fast) Kylesa-tinged dual male-female-vocal-driven punk.

We were on at 7:15, as scheduled, and we plowed through our sixteen songs in about 24-minutes. It would have gone faster were it not for all of the interaction with the crowd. It was just too bad that the heckling was so boring. I actually thought that it would be more interesting than at a noise show, but I was wrong. Isidro really stepped up on vocals, as he had in Mexico, and as the photos of the show demonstrate (see Flickr), he worked the stage more than usual. Heber lurked back in the shadows, in a creepy sort of way, and he even caught me off guard once, when I was over on his side of the stage. James brought in the low-end synth, which was enhanced by the clubs powerful subs - I could feel it vibrating my legs - and the mix was a really nice balance of synths, feedback, and vocals. I had my work cut out for me, trying to reach the main speakers - made even harder by all of the spotlights, which made it hard to see certain things - but the monitor wedges at the front of the stage worked really well to generate feedback, especially on the "Magnetism" tracks. All in all, it was one of our best Chicago shows, ever. Loud, heavy, relatively fast-paced, and in front of a nice big crowd. We got a nice MiniDisc recording of the set, too.

Punch in the Face was on after us, and they stepped up the crowd energy with a heavy, driving, more hardcore punk set. They definitely introduced a bit of the Dis-core feel into the proceedings, too, with some hard, shredding guitar.

Artimus Pyle was up next, and they launched into such a ferocious whirlwind of raging, crusty darkness... marked by incredible howling vocals, down-tuned guitars, and intense energy. A fucking great set and really good guys. I am embarrassed that this was my first time seeing them live.

Dropdead finished off the night with a completely destructive set of the best, fast hardcore influences possible... from the USA to the U.K., from to Sweden to Japan... straight-up raging brutality. They were a really good match with/contrast to Artimus Pyle, too. It was great to finally share a stage with them, too, since as I recall, we were scheduled to play together in Providence on our first trip there in November 2003, when we first met them.

We moved on to Pozoleria San Juan, for a late (well, not that late, really) dinner - and then James, Alex, and I, headed back to my place to hang out. It seems that Heber and Isidro had just not had enough, and they went on to Exit and The Note... WTF!?!?

Thanks to all of our friends who came out to support us - and even those who showed up to witness any sort of meltdown that never happened -- it was nice to see so many familiar faces in the crowd. Thanks to Alex Kmet, for helping us out with load-in, sound check, merch, drinking free PBR tall boys, etc., all night long. Thanks to Ben and Dropdead, for asking us to play the show, and for the great support. Thanks to Artimus Pyle, and Mark from Milwaukee, for such kind words, on and off stage. Thanks to Dave Song, for the solid promotion and organization. Thanks to everyone at Subterranean. Thanks to Kyle King, for the great photographs. Thanks to Marlene, and to Heber's friend (???), for videotaping.