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Clem Snide is the shizzle. Saw 'em Saturday night at the Croc with Anna, Elizabeth, and two guys named Mike. I'd listened to them a few times in the past, but seeing them live totally blew me away. But I'll get to that in a second.
Dear John Letters were first. Their singer, Robb Benson, used to be in a great band called the Nevada Bachelors. A looooooooong time ago, my old band (Six Day Affair) played at a now defunct bar called Mad Dogs in Greenwood (it's an Irish bar now, I think). Whoever was supposed to open for us backed out at the last minute, and somehow the Bachelors stepped in and played an awesome set. No one knew these guys from Adam at the time, but not too long after, they hooked up with Carrie Akre (of Hammerbox/Goodness fame) and started getting some higher profile gigs. They recorded two albums (I think), were poised for greatness - and then they broke up. Robb reemerged with the Dear John Letters, much in the same vein as the Bachelors, but not quite as power-poppy. Quite good, I must say.
Next: KEXP favorites The Long Winters. I had heard a few songs before, and I can't say I thought much of them. Live, they had a lot more presence and a lot more oompf. And that guy from Harvey Danger that writes for the Stranger is in it. They were good too. I couldn't really actually see them from where I was, but they sounded a'ight.
Last but not least: Clem Snide. OMFUG. A little bit country, a whole lotta other stuff. Their guitarist was a freaking monster. He only played regular guitar about half the time. The rest of the time he was playing a baritone guitar, or a euphonium, or a banjo with a violin bow. They broke out into a bit of "War Pigs" here, some "Bad Boy For Life" there, and passed a guitar out into the crowd for a prole-solo during the encore. Man alive. If they come through your town, go see them.
Other gnus: Sean came over night before last and we worked on some new shizzle. It's ok when the singer starts writing songs, but it reminds me of a joke:
What did the drummer say to get fired from his band?
"Hey guys, let's try one of my songs..."
Dear John Letters were first. Their singer, Robb Benson, used to be in a great band called the Nevada Bachelors. A looooooooong time ago, my old band (Six Day Affair) played at a now defunct bar called Mad Dogs in Greenwood (it's an Irish bar now, I think). Whoever was supposed to open for us backed out at the last minute, and somehow the Bachelors stepped in and played an awesome set. No one knew these guys from Adam at the time, but not too long after, they hooked up with Carrie Akre (of Hammerbox/Goodness fame) and started getting some higher profile gigs. They recorded two albums (I think), were poised for greatness - and then they broke up. Robb reemerged with the Dear John Letters, much in the same vein as the Bachelors, but not quite as power-poppy. Quite good, I must say.
Next: KEXP favorites The Long Winters. I had heard a few songs before, and I can't say I thought much of them. Live, they had a lot more presence and a lot more oompf. And that guy from Harvey Danger that writes for the Stranger is in it. They were good too. I couldn't really actually see them from where I was, but they sounded a'ight.
Last but not least: Clem Snide. OMFUG. A little bit country, a whole lotta other stuff. Their guitarist was a freaking monster. He only played regular guitar about half the time. The rest of the time he was playing a baritone guitar, or a euphonium, or a banjo with a violin bow. They broke out into a bit of "War Pigs" here, some "Bad Boy For Life" there, and passed a guitar out into the crowd for a prole-solo during the encore. Man alive. If they come through your town, go see them.
Other gnus: Sean came over night before last and we worked on some new shizzle. It's ok when the singer starts writing songs, but it reminds me of a joke:
What did the drummer say to get fired from his band?
"Hey guys, let's try one of my songs..."
I love them!!!!