(OTD is stuck at a podcasting conference this weekend (you can watch it live on the internerd), but ace photographer Carina Mastrocola is at the world-class New England Metal and Hardcore Festival, where last night goateed dudes played thrash covers of "Beat It," Italian girls killed it, and a few dudes who weren't on the schedule stopped by.
The StrokesApril 25 at Agganis ArenaPhotos by Carina MastrocolaDidn’t love the new stuff -- except for "You Only live Once," which is fucking great, like the Pretenders on cocaine and restraining orders; and "Ask Me Anything," with just the mellotron, which everyone seems to hate but reminds us of Simple Minds and Magnetic Fields -- but didn't mind it either, because they got most of it out of the way right up front.
Photos (c) Carina Mastrocola
Dresden DollsApril 21 at the Orpheum
Outside, the Brigade chalked portraits in the alley and smoked sullenly and dutifully gave fake names to the union photographers from the dailies. A girl with enormous breasts turned cartwheels in a strapless dress.
The Rumble, Boston's 28th annual rock n roll catfight, never fails to bring out the best and worst of the local music scene. It's sort of like American Idol for poor, ugly people. This year's edition comes to a close tonight. If you're reading this, you probably know a finalist, a judge, or someone who's rooting for one of these bands.
The bio that went out with the Dresden Dolls' Yes Virginia mentioned in passing that they were working on a production with Cambridge's prestigious American Repertory Theatre -- though Spin got their homonyms twisted and reported the title of the play was The Onion Seller. (For clarification: see Gunter Grass's The Tin Drum
Gogol BordelloSaturuday, April 15 at the RoxyPhotos and words by Melissa Ostrow
Dreads and heads of primary-colored hair bounced in the crowd, fists were pumped in their air, dances were danced, and song parts were sung along with, as hippies and punks found something to agree on: Gogol Bordello and the group's manic lead singer, Eugene Hütz.
Ghostface, Tony Starks, Theodore, Ironman, Pretty Tony -- the man's got as many aliases as he's got quality albums on his resume. His latest effort, Fishscale (Def Jam), shines a sheen not seen since Supreme Clientele, so when he rolled up to the Paradise last night the crowd was amped for his "hot like pasta" delivery.
Franz Ferdinand and Death Cab for CutieApril 12 at Agganis ArenaPhotos by Carina Mastrocola
Oh, sure, you came expecting quite the cat fight: a pair of unevenly matched (yet highly-leveraged) indie/alterna/collegerock bands going at it mano-a-mano, face to face, skin to skin. Brits versus Yanks! The war of "independence" all over again! Fur flying, probably! An exchange of words, at least! Some strategically passive/aggressive taping-off of the soundboard, wink wink!
Poison the WellAt Axis, April 10
Poison the Well are hard to place within the metal/hardcore spectrum. Their secret recipe mixes nu-metal and emo with traditional-breakdown hardcore, creating an ultra-melodic sound unique among young metalcore dinosaurs. Their crossover sound allows them to attract wide audiences [just like C.
Photo credit: Lloyd Schwartz.
Our Pulitzer-winning classical music editor told us he was going to see his friend's nephew's band . . . you may have heard of them? Called Wolf Parade? We told him he'd better email us some camera-phone pics. He did! And he even wrote about the show!
READ: Holy F#$%!: A classical aesthete checks out Wolf Parade. (And Holy Fuck, too!) By Lloyd Schwartz.
(photos at themodernage.org from April 3; words by Will Spitz from April 2 show)
There were puppets, singing and dancing middle schoolers, a local gospel choir, a 14-piece string section, cameos by the likes of ShaunRyder, Ike Turner, and De La Soul. But seriously -- no fucking Jamie Hewlett animations?! You'd think that at a major concert event like
Eisley are that close-knit Christian family band from Tyler, Texas. Their album Room Noises is lush and whimsical dream-pop, but they’re young and ambitious, too: they’ve toured with Coldplay and Brand New, so no way was Sherri DuPree’s head cold going to but a crimp in their style at the Paradise last night.?xml:namespace>
Bring 'em Home Now: a concert to benefit Veterans for Peace and Iraq Veterans Against the WarMarch 20 at Hammerstein Ballroom, NYCMichael StipePeachesFischerspoonerRufus WainwrightDevendra BanhartAll photos (c) Christopher Kontoes
[Our friend, photographer Christopher Kontoes, filed this report from NYC last night; from top: 1&2) Devendra Banhart throttles imperialist sharpies, microphone; 3) Martha and Rufus Wainwright; 4) Peaches; 5&6) Conor Oberst