Wednesday, March 23, 2011

I was going to post some sort of roundup of Bro Fest (I hate the name too!) which happened Sunday at Club Dada, but I only attended less than half of it, and I don't really like typing the name so I don't think I'll say much beyond The Body were pretty awesome, DUDE. Seeing a rotund balding bass player scream like a young woman being sexually assaulted over a rumbling din of tectonic bass and percussive crush with power electronics was...something, tell you what. White Hills were as good as I hoped they'd be (and looked great while being great) on the outside stage. And then there was Liturgy, a Brooklyn band that a lot of metal heads love to hate for some reason. I can guess why that may be since they don't look or act very metal and they're on Thrill Jockey records. On record they're a bit underwhelming, but by the third song, a thrash instrumental splicing of "The Immigrant Song" and Rush's "YYZ" I was actually won over. Good times, bros ('n' hos)...good times.

* And The Castanets were heavy as shit.

A smattering of images as captured by myself and (mostly) T-Boz:


Travis Johnson said...

That's my record. The Old Bull himself bought it for me. Sweet guy, that WombKeeper, a real Bro-extraordinaire. However, he neglected to mention that the Castanets were actually really cool, too (and suddenly, pretty damn heavy). Twas enough to rekindle my interest in the project.

Lee said...

OH NO!!!!! Boo on me.

Travis Johnson said...

No, man, you've earned no boos. However, $4.00 PBR's get double-booed. Wts?