Well there is not to much to say outside of; If you missed the Brent Amaker & The Rodeo show at The Tractor Tavern this past Saturday …. huge mistake. And it’s going to be awhile before you see one of the best live shows in Seattle, if not THE best for a very long time. I got word from the man himself it could be as long as 2016. BUMMER! Let’s hope not.
But fear not … in the meantime, he will be introducing us to his new alter ego Android Amaker. The project he has been working on with Vox Mod and P-Smoov of Mad-Rad. Expect a show late summer or fall.
But lucky for you we have some shots of the show, as well as the infamous video of one of the rodeo giving the audience a “sausage encore” we very soon won’t forget …or maybe some will. You be the judge.
Regardless, NighTrain, Fox and The Law and Brent Amaker & The Rodeo all brought it, and it was a night that will not be forgotten.
While listening to mixes of its debut full length, Columbia, South Carolina’s Death Becomes Even The Maiden realized that a name change would best signify the profound development of its core sound. Shedding elements of its aggressive post-punk crescendos for a more refined and melodic design, the trio re-christened itself Parlour Tricks. And though punched-up choruses and heightened musicianship may have replaced some of the shrill screams and squealing guitars of past 7”s, Parlour Tricks retains the tension and nervous energy that made Death Becomes Even The Maiden’s music so memorable.
Parlour Tricks released their debut album, Medals, on June 24, 2014. Medals is available as a digital download and on 12″ vinyl in bronze, silver, and limited-edition gold.
About 2 months ago I walked into my favorite and now historical music venue called the 7th St. Entry in Minneapolis. No sooner did I walk in to this oddly muggy little joint, I was stopped dead in my tracks by a band that was scorching their way through the set. Frontman Lee Bains III, was sweating, kneeling and singing at the top of his lungs in front of his drummers kick drum, and emphatically banging on the cymbals . I mean I didn’t even make it to the bar to get my PBR and I was completely enthralled.
Sure the band was tight, and had that beautiful raw kinda American gritty feel to it … you know that “real” kinda rock and roll. But the frontman and the talent behind him, was electric and fucking dominating the 25-30 people that were there on this chilly Monday night in Minneapolis. I was pissed that I had calculated my approx show time start in Minneapolis, according to the way Seattle does it, cause now I had already missed half the set; and from the looks of the soaking wet t-’s and soaked hair …it was obvious some serious work had been put in already.
In other words get there early, and don’t miss any of this kick ass band that’s part of Seattle’s Sub-Pop family.
Photo By: Jason Friendt