It’s really hard to write this right now because it sounds like someone in my building is loudly producing a bad chillwave record. It normally wouldn’t be so distracting, but their contribution to the genre is breaking up the meditative, astral groove with a tom tom drop every 15 seconds or so that sounds like a fat baby tumbling down a flight of stairs. Plus it sounds like all of the vocals are being run through that Queen-style flange filter. So, if I go wild recommending Memory Tapes and Saint Pepsi shows this week, you’ll know why…
5) Christines, The Lemon Twigs Friday at Fulton Stall Market
One of the best things about living in North Brooklyn is watching bands slowly come into their own (except for my neighbor, screw that guy.) Andy Burr’s (ex-Woven Bones) new-ish band Christines have been playing progressively stronger sets over the past year-and-a-half or so, and in the process have grown into one of the more formidable shoegaze bands around. As you’ll note from the above, recently posted demos, Christines eschew from the trendy, lite-gaze sound of contemporaries like DIIV and Nothing for the classic, heavily textured style of My Bloody Valentine and Ride. What better way to unwind after a tough week than a free shoegaze show down at the seaport? Christines and The Lemon Twigs take the stage at the Fulton Stall Market tonight at 7 p.m.
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4) Ricky Eat Acid, Foxes in Fiction, Emily Reo, Eartheater at Riis Park Bazaar
In a world of silver linings is the curious case of Brooklyn Night Bazaar. The market-cum-concert venue provided reliable free shows every weekend for a couple of years; a veritable stand-by, if not choice destination for any alcohol-fueled night out. Everyone was majorly bummed when it shuttered earlier this year, but the bazaar’s organizers have barely skipped a beat, bringing a new bazaar to the Rockaway’s Jacob Riis Park. We’re not sure what’s in store for them once the leaves turn, but until then… party on, Wayne. If a forecast of 86 degrees and sunny smack in the middle of a weekend in the final stretch of summer 2K15 isn’t enough to get you on the A train, perhaps the experimental electro of Ricky Eat Acid is. The Collect Records outlier makes music that is upbeat enough to dance to at some points and chill enough to fall asleep to while sprawled out on a beach towel in others. Either way, you’re in good shape, no matter what you’re looking for out of your beach trip. Local chillwavers Foxes in Fiction (who definitely aren’t my neighbors), Emily Reo and Eartheater round out the stress-relieving (free) bill.
3) Pop. 1280, Bambara, Vowws, Lubrication at Aviv
Aviv has become one of the better booked rooms in New York in rather short order. They’ve booked a strong and diverse industrial punk bill tonight, highlighted by Factory Records-devotees Pop. 1280 and volatile noise punks Bambara. Bring earplugs, because it gets loud in there and the intensity level is going to be somewhere between Swans and Nine Inch Nails all night. Industrial pop duo VOWWS are in town from Los Angeles to support, and they’re definitely worth showing up early for. Their new single “Losing Myself In You” features vocals from Gary Numan (seriously), which is quite the endorsement. Plus, I heard a rumor that Mark Mothersbaugh is playing mellotron for Lubrication. You didn’t hear it from me.
2) Cayetana, Chumped, Thin Lips, Worriers at Baby’s All Right
Debbie Harry CONFIRMED guest vocals for Cayetana at Baby’s Saturday night.
If you’re a pop-punk fan and you haven’t heard Cayetana yet, do yourself a huge favor and listen to “Black Hills” while I’m beating this new-wave horse into the ground. That hook man, so friggin’ catchy.
I’m a pretty big fan of most bands on Tiny Engines, but Cayetana didn’t really grab a hold of me until I caught them at CMJ last year with Beach Slang. Most of the music marathon hype went to and has continued to go to the Beach Slang bros, but they sound way too much like the Goo Goo Dolls for my liking. The ladies in Cayetana blew them out of the water, but then, I’ve always preferred infectious pop-punk to infectious alt-rock. Anyway, if you like fun, Philadelphia (home to Cayetana and Thin Lips) and Blondie (I’m done, seriously), you should go to this saccharine-laced show at Baby’s All Right on Saturday night, co-headlined by like-minded Brooklyn quartet Chumped; who basically need no introduction, if you’re psyched on this show.
1) High on Fire, Pallbearer, Venomous Maximus and Lucifer at Irving Plaza
I’m not sure how Brooklyn Vegan and Invisible Oranges managed to pull this one off, but across the river in that mysterious land of Duane Reades and Dean and DeLucas is a metal show that has brought the author of This One Goes To Eleven to his knees: High on Fire, Pallbearer, Venomous Maximus and Lucifer at Irving Plaza. Lucifer play Sabbath riffs and have a female vocalist, so that’s fun and Venomous Maximus are pretty solid doom act, so it should be a great night all around but… cramming High on Fire and Pallbearer, two bands at the forefront of the contemporary metal zeitgeist into Irving Plaza when they’re capable of selling out Webster Hall or maybe even Terminal 5 on their own is, in a word, absolutely f*cking insane. No one else had a real shot at the crown this week.