Monday, February 12, 2007

Lesbian - A Band as Enticing As The Real Thing

Miami is not really much of a live music town. I mean, I suppose if you consider men spinning dance music records in tight, hot clubs "live music" then it is. But in the traditional, "Hey, there's this great band playing down at the so-and-so bar" kind of way, Dade County leaves a lot to be desired. Of course, I'm not really a fan of going to hear live bands so this is really more of an observation than a complaint. But Seattle, well, anyone alive between 1993-1998 knows it is unfortunately known for a lot of live music. I say unfortunately because unless your band was named Peal Jam, Soundgarden, Nirvana or Green Day, you contributed to the darkest, saddest period in Rock and Roll history. Some people like to call it "Grunge."

But since I was in what some may consider a "good" live music town this week, I thought I'd try something different and make a trip to the Crocodile Café on Friday night. For those unfamiliar, "The Croc" is sort of Seattle's version of CBGB or The Roxy. Like pretty much every major Seattle band got their start there. You're welcome. A friend of a friend insisted there was an "awesome" metal band playing with that oh-so-hardcore name of "Lesbian." Not "The Lesbians" which would have at least given us the excitement of maybe some girl-on-girl action on stage, but just "Lesbian." Singular. Which offered up about all the enticement of a real-life Seattle lesbian, which is absolutely zero. Apparently this band, which did not include one female, had just been signed to a national contract. What exactly the contract was for was not mentioned to me, but after hearing them I have to guess it is for Office Supply Distribution. Because there is no way in Hell it could have been for music.

I like to think of myself as at least a little open-minded to music not called "Reggaeton" but I was definitely in the majority in my disdain for Lesbian. The room was a crowd of men with more piercings than the women, and women with shorter hair than the men. If you didn't have a tattoo, you weren't allowed in, and everyone just sort of stared at the band as they grinded out chord after chord after chord to a song that, if I had to guess, was called "Airplane Taking Off." There were, however, a few loyal fans in the front who were flexing to the music. I say flexing because what they were doing cannot be described as dancing or head banging or anything that a normal person at a normal rock show would do. It looked almost as if they had had a complete breakdown in their nitric oxide system and lost all ability to relax smooth muscle. I thought about maybe calling an ambulance as this looked exceptionally painful, but then realized that each of these people believed they were deriving some sort of cosmic power from the two chords the lead guitarist continued to repeat, and was summoning it by trying to crush some invisible glass ball in the palm of their hand. Which was apparently very hard to crush.

After about 15 minutes of "Airplane Taking Off," the lead singer stopped screaming and came to the microphone. "This is something new we have called 'War and Poverty Forever!'" And the crowd went nuts. YESSS! War and Poverty! FOREVER!!!! YAAAAYYYYY! While I found it difficult to cheer for eternal strife and misery, again the crowd began to go into their metal-induced seizures. My friends and I gave up on talking and just began texting back and forth with such gems as "God, I hope they do another 20-minute song," and "AAAARRRRRGGGHHHH." (This was the main lyric to "War and Poverty, Forever" which makes me wonder if that was just what War and Poverty sounded like to these guys, or if they just really couldn't justify naming a song "AAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHH." I could have thought of a better name. Like perhaps "Exasperated Charlie Brown.")

Mercifully, Lesbian did only a three-song set, which lasted roughly 82 minutes. I think I'll stick to my guys spinning records in hot, crowded clubs where there may actually be real-live lesbians. Or at least attention-whores pretending to be lesbians. And while I do like Seattle, every time I come back here I am starting to think maybe Simon Cowell was right: This place really is full of freaks and wierdos.

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At 7:59 PM, Blogger B-Brod said...

I found it hard to judge - it wasn't my taste, I didn't understand it, but those crushing the sturdy orbs seemed to be very interested. Next time, we should bring orbs.
I'm going to be forever on the lookout for "war and poverty" when at Karaoke. I think it would be quite the crowd pleaser

At 1:47 AM, Blogger Paul said...

Screaming incoherently during a song called "war and poverty" kind've makes sense, as it is often preferable to listening to peoples' opinions on the causes/solutions of "war and poverty". They may might be on to something.

(all i can say after listening to their "music" is ... dayum.)

At 11:03 AM, Blogger David in DC said...

Laugh out loud funny on a day I need it.

Thank you.

At 12:18 PM, Blogger angel, jr. said...

I think screaming and making noise is the new "music". I've been to a couple of those bands that call themselves musicians.

At 2:45 PM, Blogger minijonb said...

Lesbian sounds like the...

Worst. Band. Ever.

Thanks for the review.

At 7:04 PM, Anonymous Joe said...

their lead guitarest wasn't bad when they played something reasonable. No more though will I pay 7 bucks for a 45 minute jam session.

At 8:39 PM, Blogger Matthew said...

B-Brod - Singing that at karaoke may very well be the highlight of my life.

Paul - Yeah, at least the ong stopped after 15 minutes. The downside; Paying $7 to hear it.

David - I tinhk a lot of people didn;t read this because they thought it was a stupid movie review or some shit, but this is really one of the best posts I've done in a while. So thanks.

Angel - God I hope you are wrong.

Mini - Pretty close.

Joe- Yeah. NOw if only he could use his genius for the powers of good....

At 10:09 AM, Blogger Geet Kumar said...

प्रेम के अनमोल क्षण-1 ( Prem Ke Anmol Khyan -1)
प्रेम के अनमोल क्षण-2 (Prem Ke Anmol Khyan - 2)

अब मैं तुम्हारी हो गई-2 (Ab Mein Tumhari Ho Gayi -2)

फरेज़ को पता है (Pharenj Ko Pata He)

कुड़ी पतंग हो गई (Kudi Patanga Ho Gayi)

एक जल्दी वाला राउंड (Ek Jaldi Bala Round)

Komal ki Komal Aur Reshma ki Reshmi Chut

Ek Doctor Hi Ye Samaz Sakta Hai

Pati Ke Batije Aur Ek Punjabi Loure Se Chudwaya

Apney Customer Ki Biwi Ki Mast Chudai

Kaise Main Ek Raat Mai Ek Shareef Ladki Se Randi Bani

Maa Ke Saath Anokha Maza Bade Pyar Se
Mast Makan Malkin Ki Chudai

Meri Chudai Nanhe Se Bhai Ke Sath

Chacheri Bahen Ke Sone Ke Bad Nanga Karke Sab Kuch Dekha

डांस बार में एक रात (Dus Bar Main Ek Raat)

एक शाम अनजान हसीना के नाम

हरीयालो देवरियो (HarYalo Dewariyo)

मस्त जिंदगी का अहसास-2

मस्त जिंदगी का अहसास-1

अपनी बाबू की सील तोड़ी (Aapni Babu Ki Seal Todi)

विधवा की चुदाई की प्यास (Bidhwa Ki Chudai Ki Pyas)

भाभी को दिखाई नई ब्लू फिल्म (Bhabhi Ko Dekhai Nai Blue Film)

मामी ने दिखाया स्वर्ग का दरवाजा (Mammi Ne Dikhaya Swarga Ka Darwaja)

बस में मिले लड़के से चूत मरवाई(Bus Main Mili Ladke Se Chut Marwai)

बाथरूम में पंजाबन कुड़ी की चुदाई(Bathroom Main Punjab Kudi Ki Chudai)

चूत मेरी बड़ी प्यासी हैं(Chut Meri Bdi Pyasi)


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