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[DID NOT ATTEND: October 10, 2023] Kurt Vile and the Violators / Schoolly D / Emily Robb

I really respect Philly Music Fest.  If I lived closer to the venues and didn’t have other things (like a family), I’d love to go to every night.  But I don’t.  Lat year I didn’t go to any.  This year I’m going to one show.

But it’s not this one either.  Although of the nights I did not go to, this is certainly a good one.  If I’d had more time,  would have happily seen Kurt and Purling Hiss together.

I saw Purling Hiss six years ago.  I assumed they would be a really loud heavy metal band.  But they’re not.  They’re more of  loud indie rock band with lots and lots of guitars.

Here’s a few out of context sentences from reviews of their newest album Drag on Girard (it’s shame this show wasn’t at Johnny Brenda’s).

  • The fuzzed-out lead guitar, the languid vocals, and the unbridled backbeat that keeps it all together
  • Drag on Girard settles on the scuzzy, faded sound of a nicotine-stained dollar bin find from the ‘70s.
  • Their latest release, Drag On Girard, can be fuzzy, abrasive and at times chaotic, but the album still brings a melodic and catchy ambiance.
  • Drag On Girard is a raging amalgamation of late-’70s, pop-rock guitar solos and the rambunctious reemergence of the off-bent alternative punk scene of the 2010s

It’s pretty great stuff and makes for a fun live show.  I may have to check them out again soon.

What I did not realize was that

Purling Hiss is led by Mike Polizze, a fixture of the Philadelphia music scene. He’s connected to the world of Kurt Vile, the War on Drugs, and their shared affection for 1970s classic rock and its favoring of lengthy jam sessions and guitar histrionics. Vile and Jeff Zeigler of the War on Drugs assisted with Polizze’s well-received solo album, 2020’s Long Lost Solace Find.  

Polizze is also the main guy behind Birds of Maya, another garage/psychedelic band that makes noise.  I wonder if he brings out the noisy side of Kurt Vile.

Florry are a kind of sloppy “bar country” band.

Singer-songwriter Francie Medosch started out as a teenager recording tense, depressive lo-fi indie rock, but during the pandemic, she had a realization: She wasn’t depressed anymore. “I think it’s cool to have art that reflects where you are in the moment,” she said then. She’d also been revisiting old favorites like Gram Parsons and Neil Young, planting seeds for the folksy new sound that would take hold on 2021’s Big Fall. Florry’s second proper album, The Holey Bible, posits an alternative to nihilistic indifference: What if instead of dispassionately accepting disaster as inevitable, we use the bitter end as a motivator to make the best of what time is left?

Though Florry’s sound has always had a homespun quality, on The Holey Bible, Medosch and her backing band—complete with 12-string guitar, fiddle, mandolin, harmonica, and plenty of pedal steel—push further toward old-school country.

Not my scene, but it could be fun.

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[DID NOT ATTEND: October 9, 2023] Kurt Vile and the Violators / Schoolly D / Emily Robb

I really respect Philly Music Fest.  If I lived closer to the venues and didn’t have other things (like a family), I’d love to go to every night.  But I don’t.  Lat year I didn’t go to any.  This year I’m going to one show.

But it’s not this one.

I’ve seen Kurt Vile a few times and he always plays a good show.  But my wife and I had seen him fairly recently, so there was n need to see him again so soon.

Schoolly D is an old-school rapper who i kind of thought I knew, but I guess I mostly know him from Primus.

We hopped into my dart and headed for the nightbreak to see a man they called Schooly D. [–Harold of the Rocks]

I don’t know what he’s like these days, but I imagine him on stage with a Casio drum machine freestyling.  His latest album came out in 2010 and it was more mixing and sampling than lyrics.

Emily Robb plays an electric guitar (and is referred to as a guitar abuser).  She has a solo album out that is an incredible amount of fuzzy guitar noise.

No vocals, no artifice, barely even a drum. It’s a totally fried, mutant offering that’ll entice the twisted seekers– a sustained, distilled meditation on the unabashed revved up freedom of rock.

This night actually sounds kind of unpleasant.

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[DID NOT ATTEND: September 10, 2023] Superchunk / Cable Ties

I’ve seen Superchunk twice in the last half dozen years or so.  The put out one of my favorite shirts (it looks like wordle).  Their shows are filled with energy and fun and the band is always on fire.

Somehow, I don’t see quite how that translates to Ardmore Music Hall, a smaller venue with no room for Mac to jump around.  Plus, I feel like after both shows I’ve seen everything I need to from them.

Cable Ties are a band from Melbourne Australia.  Their blurb says

frenetic lead lines tethered to a hypnotic rhythm section. They take the 3 minute punk burner and stretch itpast breaking point. Suddenly the garage rock gives way as primitive boogie, kraut and post-punk take things way out to the horizon

I like their sound quite a bit, although I’m on the fence about their singer.

I am, however, quite taken with the whole rock scene from Australia, so I’m sure they’d win me over.

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[ATTENDED: July 19, 2023] Mdou Moctar 

Mdou Moctar is one of four Tuareg musicians who I have wanted to see perform.  The others are Tinariwen, Imarhan and Bombino.

I have heard that Mdou Moctar puts on an amazing show so I pretty psyched to see him and his band at Ardmore Music Hall.

When I got to the Hall, it was pretty crowded, but I was able to get right up by the stage which was a great way to watch Mdou play (and smile).

Unfortunately, I was right in front of bassist Mikey Coltun.  I say unfortunately only because it meant the bass was too loud.  And in fact, when the show started it was WAY too loud.  It got turned down slowly over the next two or three songs, but honestly, we were all there to hear guitar, not bass. Now, the bass is absolutely essential to Mdou’s songs–the bass keeps the whole thing together, with a great pulsing rhythm and a cool melody as well.  But on record it sits there at the back guiding things along.  In this setting it was taking front and center.

This meant that I almost couldn’t hear Ahmoudou Madassane, who’s been Moctar’s rhythm guitarist since 2008.  It was only when things were quieter that Madassane’s guitar was audible to me.

But that’s also because drummer Souleymane Ibrahim was a freaking maniac!  He was so much fun to watch, playing incredibly fast fills seemingly out of nowhere and then settling back down to keep the beat steady.  Madassane and Ibrahim were both wearing traditional turbans that covered most of their face (Ibrahim took his off by the end).  Coltun and Moctar had their loosely draped around their necks. (more…)

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[ATTENDED: July 19, 2023] Meg Baird

I grabbed a ticket for Mdou Moctar some time ago and was really looking forward to him and his band.  There was no opening act announced until recently.

I was really excited that Meg Baird would be opening.

I saw Meg Baird play with a band back in October.  But for this session she was solo.

Her music is gentle and ethereal and for the first song the audience was wonderfully respectful.  She played acoustic guitar and sang in her high soft voice (her voice doesn’t ever seem to stop or start, it just fades in and out in a magnificent way).

She played three songs on acoustic guitar.  Then she said people asked her where Charlie 9her partner) was.  He couldn’t make it, but she had his electric guitar.

She played three songs on electric guitar.

The first four songs were from her new album Furling. (more…)

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[DID NOT ATTEND: June 23, 2023] Mondo Cozmo / The Cobbs

WXPN has played a number of Mondo Cozmo songs over the year that I’ve really liked.  They’re kind of a psychedelic folk rock band.  I felt bad that I was going to be going to shows in a row and asked my wife wanted to come along.  When she said yes, I toyed with us going to see this show in Ardmore rather than in Underground Arts.  That would have meant blowing off Spotlights, who I really wanted to see (and I’m so glad I did).

So instead, I got her a ticket for the Saturday night show.  And I’m so glad I did.  For two main reasons.

  1. Mondo Cozmo played a song called “Your Motherfucker” which was hilarious and outstanding.  He didn’t play it in Ardmore because his mother was there.  So I’m glad we go to hear it.
  2. He told us that after about four songs in Ardmore, the fire alarm went off and everyone had to leave.  They didn’t go home, but I’m sure some people did.  Then the resumed, but that would have been really annoying.

I don’t know what else he played in Ardmore, but whatever it was, he played exactly what I wanted to hear in Underground Arts, so I ‘ll just be happy with the great show we had.

The Cobbs are another Philly band that I hadn’t heard of.  They have a more mellow folk road sound–lovely vocals, acoustic guitars and keys.

Part of deciding which night to go was deciding which opening band I liked more.  I came down on the side of Illinois (which is lucky since that’s the show I was going to).  But i can see The Cobbs having an even bigger fan base.

It also turns out that Archie from Illinois played drums for The Cobbs on this night for whatever reason.  Crazy.

 

 

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[DID NOT ATTEND: December 8, 2022] Autumn Defense / Nels Cline Duo / Eucademix

When this show was first announced, I grabbed a ticket immediately.

Two of my favorite members of Wilco are Nels Cline and Glenn Kotche.

So to be able to see them do their work solo was incredible.

Then all of a sudden, when I looked at the show poster it looked like this —>
instead of the one at the bottom of the post.

Where was Glenn?

There was no word or information.  A day or so before the show I discovered that Glenn had hurt his arm (or something) and wasn’t going to be there. (more…)

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[DID NOT ATTEND: May 14, 2022] The Dead Milkmen / MC Lars / Gibbous Moon

I wrote this opening for a concert in May.

I’ve been a fan of The Dead Milkmen’s bratty brand of punk for years–probably since 1988.  I’ve never seen them live.

They sort of, but not really, broke up and then reunited and so on.  I didn’t really think I’ve ever get to see them, but they announced this short run of local shows and I thought, YES!  I will finally get to see them.

They seem to be popping up here and there doing shows in the area.  This one at Ardmore Music Hall actually sold out before I could get a ticket (I wasn’t sure if I was free that night).  So good for them.

Having watched a few videos, I’m not sure I want to see them in Philly–I feel like the local crowd is a little too drunk and rambunctious for my liking.  Although the band probably eats that up.

I’d never heard of Those Troublemakers.  They are an old-school Philly punk band that plays short fast songs about silly subjects.

Here’s a review of this very show from That Music Mag with a description of the opening band

 To start, Those Troublemakers tore open the sky and thrashed so hard. The band, consisting of Ashley “Butters” Heitzman (Bass and vocals.), Evan Abramson (Guitar and vocals.) and William F. Orender (Drums) set a fast and fun pace for the rest of the night as they opened the show. With songs from their Beach BodRunnin High, and Your Problem LPs, if you weren’t a fan before you got to Ardmore, you were when you left.

And here’s what they said about the Milkmen

Whether you were a diehard lifelong fan or simply a casual listener, there was something for everyone to latch onto and make a memory from in their setlist. With Dean’s Dream to start the show, the band rolled along through a menagerie of their hits, one by one. From Bitchin’ Camaro and Welcome to Undertown to Punk Rock Girl, the audience slowly and organically began to be enchanted back to a place of reckless abandon. More and more, the audience would be wound up a bit more, move a bit more intently, and sing a bit louder until, like a powder keg erupting, the dank, humid walls of the Ardmore Music Hall would erupt with the energy of a full-blown mosh pit formed on the floor. People were jumping, screaming lyrics & bodies cackling with glee while being tossed about the room. Now, here in that moment, we were undeniably at a punk rock show. A real granular Philly punk rock show.

The band would go on to cover The Cramps’ “Human Fly,” and Rodney would even grace us with his editorial commentary on Nazi lives. (And how they do not, in fact, matter.) The Milkmen would finish with an encore of a few more notable hits like“Smokin’ Banana Peels,” “Big Time Operator,” and the reprise from the earlier-played “Life is Shit.”

Yea, I should probably go next time.

Here’s a couple of videos of The Dead Milkmen’s recent(ish) shows

PhilaMOCA September 1m 2019

Underground Arts, April 13, 2019

 

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[DID NOT ATTEND: October 26, 2022] We Were Promised Jetpacks / Breakup Shoes

I’ve seen We Were Promised Jetpacks a couple of times and they put on a ripping show.

But recently one of their original members left and they seem to have changed their sound a bit.  I didn’t enjoy it quite as much.  But they tour around here all the time, it seems (especially for a band from Scotland).  I’m curious if their shows will be as intense.  However, this show was right in the middle of a bunch of shows and I had tickets to see Band-Maid, who I’d never seen before.

I also didn’t quite think that Ardmore Music Hall was the right venue for them.

So, I’m sure WWPJ will be back again.

Breakup Shoes reminds me of The Housemartins/non-funny Barenaked Ladies–soda pop sweet, surf-flavored indie rock but with dark lyrics that you might not pick out.  All of this wrapped in a more 90s sound–buzzy guitars and fuzzy production with guitar solos.

I rather enjoyed the few songs I heard

 

 

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[ATTENDED: June 30, 2022] Man Man

I have seen Man Man twice before and each show was a wild extravaganza of fun and craziness.  Lead Man, Honus Honus knows how to put on a show–part lounge, part punk, part WTF.  It’s a spectacle in the best possible way.

This was the first time I Was seeing them as the headliner–they did headliner Philly Music fest, but it was a Festival, not a Man Man show.  The crowd was there for Man Man and they were pretty rowdy and wiled up (I didn’t really care for them).

But we were all there to see the band put on a great show.  So the lights dimmed, the band came out and soon enough Honus Honus walked up to his keyboard (which, as always, abuts the drums that sit at the front of the stage) and the launched right into their latest single “Cloud Nein.”

The band recently (pre-pandemic) put out a new album, Dream Hunting in the Valley of the In-Between, and this was their first time back in Philly since the album came out.  They were well practiced with the song with Honus standing up and getting everyone to sing along.

It was followed by an oldie, the swinging surfy “Piranhas Club.”  It’s impossible to keep track of what everyone is doing on stage.  Especially since everyone seems to play whatever they can get their hands on during the next song.  As for a lineup.  I’m seeing:
Jazz Diesel on drums, Smunk Smalls on guitar, Eggs Foster on keyboards, Mature Kevin on marimba, and Hard Tay on wind instruments.

Next came a new song.  Not a new song on the new album, but a new, unreleased song.  This would be the first of several new unreleased songs.  This one was called “Iguana” and featured several deep chants of “Iguana!” (more…)

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