Boston Rock Photos And Stuff
Well, we’ve reached the end of WFNX’s long, slow goodbye. What started with the We Want The Airwaves: A WFNX Tribute at the Paradise closes out at a venue down the street. Michael Marotta organized this three-night Boston Accents Funeral Party at Great Scott to send the station’s Boston-centric show out with a bang. Night #1 started with an angelic set of garage pop by Fat Creeps.
Allston DIY Fest dragged a whole lot of bands out of the dark spaces they frequent and into sunny Ringer Park. Some bands, like Holiday Mountain, felt right at home in the open air. Others seemed gloriously out of place. Such was the case with Zip-Tie Handcuffs. Theirs is a sound meant to rattle around a dank, claustrophobic room. Freed from its confines, the wall of distortion and close-spaced vocal harmonies whipped through the crowd melting faces like the spirits at the end of Raiders Of The Lost Ark. It was awesome.
Holiday Mountain’s vibrant and eclectic set at Allston DIY Fest felt right at home under sunny afternoon skies.
After grabbing a quick bite to eat, I made my way back to Ringer Park with a six-year old in tow. We hit up the Allston DIY Fest’s electric stage as The Cultured were pumping out some funk-heavy indie rock. My son and I found a spot on the grass to hang out and enjoy the music. I love daytime rock shows.
Kirsten Lamb played up on acoustic hill to open up this year’s Allston DIY Fest. Her fluid bass lines and easy vocal delivery made for a nice start to the festivities.
Black Thai are out to move mountains. At least it feels that way when you’re in front of the stage being pummeled by one awesome riff after another.
Hey, it could be worse. You could be Jeremy Hemond’s drums.*
* Seriously, Jeremy Hemond is a beast. A couple of days after this show I learned that he was sick with flu-like symptoms the night of this performance. The dude is unstoppable.
If global thermonuclear war ever plays out like it threatened to in countless ’80s flicks, The Humanoids will be the last band remaining to rock us through the atomic winter.
13 Billion Years are the devolution of rock music. What remains is primal and instinctive. They’ve broken it down not to destroy it, but to make it mighty.
13 Billion Years are colossal.
I knew very little about The 360’s heading into this show at Radio. I was still quite excited to see them. Why? Because Linda Scurvyann Bean Pardee plays bass with them. She’s got good taste. Every band she’s ever played with rocks out like they’re the last decent band on the planet.* The 360’s are no exception. They’ve got some great songs that they perform with fervor. Audrey Clark (vocals/guitar) and Eric Russell (guitar) play off each other while Linda and Ian Clark (drums)**, Audrey’s son, hold everything together. No wonder The 360’s have been held in such high regard around these parts for so long…
* Everyone who has ever seen Linda play with Ad Frank And The Fast Easy Women, Orbit, Frigate, Permafrost or Helicopter Helicopter knows this to be true. This is a partial list. Mentioning all of the bands she has rocked out with would cause the server to melt down.
** Ian also rips it up on guitar with Razors In The Night.
Darling Pet Munkee draw their inspiration from the ads in the back of old comic books. They wear skeleton costumes and X-Ray Specs. They’ve got to be one of the geekiest bands around. That’s what makes them so fun.
