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Preview: Jazz Fest

RedmanSo, some people are going to be in Des Moines this weekend, but if you’re staying around Iowa City, it won’t exactly be settling. The fine folks with Iowa Ctiy Summer of the Arts have gotten three of the biggest names in contemporary jazz for this year’s Iowa City Jazz Festival: Medeski, Martin & Wood, John Scofield, and the Joshua Redman Trio. For those uninitiated in living jazz artists, you don’t get much bigger. You have to look to the handful of dudes that played with Miles and still giggin’ (oh wait, Scofield was in Davis’ band from ‘82 - ‘85). And like always, the music is free.

John Medeski, Billy Martin, and Chris Wood, headline the first night of the festivitie (i.e. kick off your 4th of July Weekend with a bang). Medeski Martin & Wood have been straddling the line between jam band and jazz band for 16 years, and in many ways, it is that particular friction that keeps them exciting and popular. Loved by dead heads for long, funky jams (or “crunchy grooves”) and equally loved by the jazz set for their avant-garde leanings and incessant exploration, MMW have just enough funk in their trunk or the casual jazz fan and just enough moxy for the snobs.

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Review: Wolf Eyes w/ Lwa, Crackity Sax, and Trash Dog

Just when I thought I knew what to expect at a “noise show,” the fine folks performing at the Picador on Saturday night, threw me a curveball.

The night started with the high, hard heat of Trash Dog. The quartet, comprised of a trio of guitars and a drummer, brutalized their instruments with minute-long songs that fit somewhere in between noise, punk, and a train wreck. They filled the short songs with scream-therapy vocals and blistering, overdriven guitar workouts.

The one-off project Crackity Sax was a saxophone trio featuring former Violent Femmes sax man Peter Balestrieri and another guy on tenor and a lady on baritone. They knocked out a handful of jazz standards — including a rousing version of “Minnie the Moocher — then capped the whole thing off with a free jazz explosion from the catalog of Mr. Albert Ayler.

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Preview: Yellow Swans (last Iowa City show) w/ Wet Hair, Open Goat, Lwa, and Driphouse

yellow swansSunday night marks the end of an era. After seven years of aural attacks, Portland, OR noise duo Yellow Swans are calling it a day. Fortunately for us, the guys have to get a few more stops in first; including one, Sunday night at our very own Picador. Plus Pete Swanson and Gabriel Mindel Saloman have one last full-length release slated for next year as well as a smattering of splits and seven inches throughout the rest of ‘08 and into 2009 (dudes are hella prolific). Plus in case you were asleep, Swanson and Mindel Saloman put out critically acclaimed, aptly titled album At All Ends in October of 2007.

Wait, they’re disbanding? Sounds like they’re just opening up the flood gates. Maybe evoking a torrent isn’t the best image. The Swans’ last time through (October ‘07) was more subtle than a flood, to stay with a water metaphor; it’s closer to the shift between holding your breath and drowning. There’s a calm allure to their slow builds, and comfort in their interplay and crescendos, but then suddenly, all you can do is close your eyes and accept what Swanson and Mindel Saloman do to you.

Flanking Yellow Swans tomorrow night are a quartet of Iowa City’s finest noise-makers: the previously freak-focused Wet Hair, knob-twiddler(s) Lwa, one more night people (along with Wet Hair) side project Darren Ho as Driphouse, and possibly the most disturbing band name in Iowa City, Open Goat. Download the track “Our Oases” below and we’ll see you tomorrow night. Doors open at 7pm.


Download: Yellow Swans - Our Oases

Freakin’ Weekend: 6.05 - 6.07

obamaWhew, don’t you just feel relieved? We now have our two presumptive nominees from the two major parties, and we can really get into the muck-racking and mud-slinging. But first, how about everyone takes a long deep breath this weekend. Get out and get some fresh air, get some culture. Thankfully, Iowa City is flush with that this weekend.

Thursday

Matthew Grimm & the Red Smear w/ Porch Builder, Old Panther, and Elsinore / The Picador / 9pm / $5

Tonight Matthew Grimm and his Red Smears take the Picador by storm to shake up your newfound political comfort, and probably yell at you a bit. Get angry. Get really angry.

Smearspac: here

Porch Builder’s myspace (check out the band’s vids) here

Dubuque’s Old Panther’s myspace: here

Friday

Iowa Arts Festival / Downtown Iowa City / Friday, Saturday, and Sunday / FREE

Technically the whole shindig starts off with a Baby Boomers-themed event on Thursday night over by the Senior Center, but no one’s really getting into the swing of things till Friday when (as previously reported) the husband and wife quartet (two sets) The Finders and Youngberg take the stage at 6pm. For the full itinerary check out the schedule here, or just wander around down town till you find someone official looking. Lots of art, food, and music, let’s just hope those predictions of thunderstorms and rain don’t come to fruition.  (Edit: it appears that the many sayings about Iowa weather are true, and the once ominous predictions for almost constant rain and awfulness have been lifted)

Saturday

The Pines w/ Seth Wenger, Dustin Bush, and Constie Brown / The Mill / 9pm / $8

The prodigal son returns with friends in tow. Benson Ramsey, son of Iowa City stalwart Bo, returns to the Mill with his bandmate David Huckfelt, they’ve dubbed themselves The Pines. When the Mill played host to the duo’s CD release party (the duo’s debut The Sparrow in the Bell) last year, the two Iowa boys were joined by numerous guests of numerous stripes, so keep your eyes open. Heck, maybe Pa Ramsey will show his face and his axe to lend his son a hand.

Check out the Pines’ myspace here.

Preview: Nethervoid w/ The Horde, Showering Ashes, and Freaklable

devil hornsDo you have those devil horns ready? I’ve been workin’ mine out like mad, making sure that my index and pinkie fingers are strong and limber, ’cause I’ll be flashing that shit all night tonight.

You may have noticed a distinct hipster vibe on these pages, and you wouldn’t be wrong in that assumption. However, we’ve been loving ourselves some Foul Tip lately, and when half of Foul Tip, bass player, Adam Luksetich, plays guitar in lieu of his normal bass, we’re not inclined towards asking questions. Tonight, Luksetich will be shredding and ripping six strings for Nethervoid, his third band (yeah, he’s in The Tanks too)(Foul Tip is indefinitely defunct according to its two members — so Adam’s only in two bands as far as we know).

For those of you accustomed to the playful drum and bass  antics of Foul Tip, Nethervoid is a whole new world only glimpsed at in Luksetich’s fist pumping gestures and head bangs. This is paint your face, ridicule Christianity, and flip the fuck out kind of music. In the words of Nathan Explosion, “this is brutal.” Dudes actually tore pages from a Bible to make their posters.

Nethervoid has been on ice as of late, but that seems to be the theme of the evening. Quad Cities’ own D n D metal crew (i.e. dragons and ripping fast guitar lines) The Horde has also been hibernating, and Showering Ashes is bringing back their “metal-punk” for a reunion tour. This is gonna be like some Phoenix rising from the ashes kind of shit.

It all goes down when doors open at 9pm. It’s $5 to get in, and there are no refunds if you break, bruise, or bleed. Hit up that trio of mp3’s down there and it wouldn’t be a bad idea if you check out the 10 minute video of one of Nethervoid’s performances on their myspace page here. Oh yeah, and Scenster Credentials has the latest release from The Horde, From Empire to Ashes, you can scope SC’s mypsace for more info here (nice album cover, eh?)


Download: Nevervoid - Besom


Download: Horde - Curse of the Witch


Download: Showering Ashes - I Fucking Hate Today

Preview: Paleo w/ Old Time Relijun, Zebras, Dead Larry, and Adam Matthew Havlin

dead larryWe’ve already Freak Focused two of five acts hitting the Mill’s stage this evening, but apparently that’s not enough. Actually, look up at that headline, we haven’t said a whole lot about what else is going on, and it should be known that you’ll be getting considerably more than your $6 worth if you stop by the Mill this evening. For mp3’s and write-ups (those aforementioned Freak Foci) on Paleo and Old Time Relijun go here and there, respectively (it’s worth it).

But what about the other three? First there’s Adam Matthew Havlin. The former Death Ships drummer has left a life he was building in Madison to come back to the friendly confines of the good ol’ IC. He’s also moved from behind the kit to play guitar. According to Havlin, the set will be comprised of a couple covers, a few originals and a duet (might be with someone on the bill… nudge, nudge).

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Freak Focus: Old Time Relijun

ORTYou know that propulsion, that steady just-get-in-your-car-and-drive groove of Tom Waits’ “St. Christopher”? Well imagine your car has a bottomless tank. That’s a car under the influence of Old Time Relijun. These guys and gal are burning and choogling gas like it’s going out of style–I think there’s a good chance they’re drinking it too.

Legend has it that Old Time Relijun trio (Arrington de Dionyso, Aaron Hartman, Bryce Panic) was originally intended as a one-off performance to unload a backlog of eccentric material which had cluttered-up the tapes and brain of de Dionyso. However, Old Time Relijun found that their tunes had a strange effect on the audience: they liked it.

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Preview: The Heavenly States w/ Head of Femur, Poison Control Center

The PCCOh man, do you hear that? It sounds like mayonnaise and cottage cheese being squeezed slowly out of a turkey baster. Oh wait, never mind - it’s just my brains slowly seeping out of my ears. This finals week appears to have been a particularly challenging one for your intrepid mission freakers. But it’s all over now, and we’re gearing up for a freakin’ awesome summer here in the IC. And like everyone and their mothers, we’re excited for the break from studies and snow, if the amount of “ink” this here show has already gotten on these here pages, is any indication.

We’re saying hello to summer with a triumphant trio of indie rock bands.

Like a Red Valerien blooming every spring, a great Mission Creek indie show is perennially flush with Ames favorites The Poison Control Center. Seriously, if you haven’t seen them yet, we’re giving you another opportunity. If you have seen them, than you know to come prepared. The PCC’s last hoorah here (opening for Cursive for the Mission Creek Fest) ended with crowd members playing guitars and young women nearly shoved through ceiling tiles. At their most passive, the dudes from PCC do head-stands while playing guitar solos. So keep your wits about you.

I know Craig tipped off you dedicated readers to Chicago’s Head of Femur already, but I’d be remiss if I didn’t remind you about the Windy City quartet. Our Midwestern brethren are out reppin’ some new material, 2008’s Great Plains on string of shows running across these great plains (too corny?). [Ed. note - nice unintended dual pun] And if finals didn’t turn your brain to cottage cheese, then Head of Femur’s brand of “hyper-prog” (as one p-fork writer so aptly dubbed it) will put you well on your way towards googly-eyed bliss.

And rounding out our three-band-bill: The Heavenly States. This crew from O-town (that’s Oakland, for those of you who aren’t down), Calif, got lost on their way back to the coast. So Mission Creek took them in, soaking and shivering. We fed them, nursed them back to health, and now that they’re strong enough to pick up their instruments, they’re gonna close out our bill at the Yacht Club. I’m just kidding ’bout that whole strays thing, but it sounded funny, and c’mon, my brains are still seeping out of my ears. Andre gave you a totally spot on write-up about these guys and gal the other day. We don’t have to re-convince you now, do we?
Who: The Heavenly States w/ The Poison Control Center and Head of Femur

Where: The Yacht Club

When: Sunday, May 18th

Doors: 5 pm

Cover: $7

Preview: Foul Tip (last show?!) w/ Film School, Airiel, and Birth Rites

AirielOh dude, is your head spinnin’ too? I’m having a really hard time with this. Okay, Film School, shoegaze; Airiel, shoegaze; yep, so far so good. Wait, Foul Tip, rock? Birth Rites, rock? Something’s rotten in the state of Iowa.

It seems we’ve got ourselves a bit of a schizophrenic bill here on Thursday night. But there’s that old cliché about opposites attracting or something like that. But if you think it over, it makes perfect sense. (You got your shoegaze in my rock! No, you got your rock in my shoegaze! Scrumptious.) When you’re putting together a mixtape (remember those?) you don’t fill it up with whispy, floating tracks, or stack the sum’bitch up with rawk, you build up and ease off, build up and ease off; and that’s just what Mission Creek has in store for you this Thursday.

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Preview: Casiotone for the Painfully Alone w/ The Western Front and Datagun

Casio-tone....

Oooh, synthesizers! Do you like them? I sure hope so, ’cause on Sunday (along with some predicted precipitation), Iowa City will be awash in ‘em.

In fact, it’s a very specific species of synths: Midwestern. The Mill will be hosting a symposium highlighting three very distinct Midwestern breeds: Chicago’s Casiotone for the Painfully Alone, along with two Iowa City collectives; Datagun and The Western Front.

The Western Front know something about corn, Iowa, and what it is to not have anything better to do than steal your dad’s beer and sneak off into a clearing to get wasted. The Western Front play good small-town Iowa rock, full of small town Iowa angst, and flank it with big city synths. Check out their name-dropping new track “George’s,” presumably about Iowa City townie-haunt on Market St.

What happens when a stray gets together with two former indie-pop-folkers? Datagun. Datagun is a mutt, pure and simple. The heartbroken remains of Heathers have embraced the more digital side of life and tuned-in, turned-on and jacked-up. Oh, yeah, they’re also three of the more important movers and shakers in the Mission Creek world.

Casiotone for the Painfully Alone is the moniker for Owen Ashworth who currently calls Chicago his home. CFTPA has made a career out of sparse arrangements obviously built around various Casio Keys and his dry vocal delivery, either regaling you with the absurd or the horribly depressed (think Stephin Merritt but a baritone). Check out some of his more playful and sparse arrangements on myspace or peep the hell out of this dense, grim track from 2006’s Etiquette below. Oh, yeah, and we also have this tasty little nugget we posted here a few weeks back. Apparently we’ve got a little thang going on with Owen.


Download: Casiotone For the Painfully Alone - Young Shields