Dutchess and the Duke at the Crocodile
October 11, 2009 at 11:00 pm | In Crocodile, Gigs, Music, Seattle | 1 CommentTags: Dead Ghosts, Dutchess & the Duke, Meth Teeth
Dutchess & the Duke | Dead Ghosts | Meth Teeth at the Crocodile – 9 October 2009

Listening to the Dutchess and the Duke punk rock might not be the first thing that comes to mind. On the surface, they are two folkies with acoustic guitars singing harmony laden songs. The punk attitude comes out in fits and spurts though. They had begun to play I Am Just a Ghost which starts out quiet before roaring into a haunting harmonic crescendo and the talkers at the Crocodile nearly drowned them out. Not one to grin and bear it, Kimberly Morrison yells into the mic, “Shut the Fuck Up!” That is the kind of attitude that spills over into their songs and makes what in the hands of a couple hippies would be just boring mopey songs, but with the Dutchess and the Duke they turn into punk rock songs. Things also make a little more sense when you look at their history. Morrison has played in the Intelligence and plays bass in Unnatural Helpers while Jesse Lortz’s former band was the lo-fi garage rockers Fe-Fi Fo Fums.
Their second album Sunset/Sunrise which was just release this past week is a very similar to their debut, but a little darker in it’s sound and more introspective in the lyrical subject matter Jesse Lortz tackles. Sunset/Sunrise also sees Kimberly Morrison more prominently featured with not only her harmonies getting more play, but she takes the lead on two of the new songs. Friday night at the Crocodile the Dutchess and the Duke were at full power, the duo was augmented with drums, keyboard, and bass (Ruben Mendez from the Coconut Coolouts). The harmonies are the cornerstone of the Dutchess and the Duke and the entire band got in on the action, replicating what Lortz and Morrison created in the studio. This was the first time I really noticed Lortz’s prowess on guitar, his leads seem simple, but his Johnny Cash crossed with Velvet Underground playing gave the songs on this night a little more allure, not that they needed any. In the age of fixing vocals in the recording studio for people who can’t sing, Lortz and Morrison are the real deal. They ain’t faking it. Real punks never would, would they?
mp3: Dutchess & the Duke – Living This Life (from Sunset/Sunrise, buy it from Hardly Art)
Of the two opening bands I was looking forward to seeing Meth Teeth who are from Portland and have an album out on Brooklyn’s Woodsist records. Like most things on Woodsist, Meth Teeth could be described as lo-fi. Live, they were just that, no more, no less.
The surprise of the night was Vancouver’s Dead Ghosts (redundant right?). As I watched their shambolic set I could not stop smiling. Their drummer with his tall lanky frame packed behind the kit reminded me of Rick Menck of Velvet Crush except he didn’t get up and come out to the mic to talk to the audience between songs. One guitarist broke a string mid set, but they didn’t seem to be deterred and shambled on. I’m a fan of Italy’s Love Boat and San Francisco’s Nodzzz and so are these guys. They’ve got a handful of singles out to date, but are apparently recording a full length with Bryan Sandridge who did the first Dutchess and the Duke Record. Looking forward to that, indeed. Here’s video I shot of one of their songs:
Dutchess & the Duke set list and tour dates after the click…
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Staying Up Late With Grand Archives
September 27, 2009 at 9:52 pm | In Crocodile, Gigs, Music, Seattle, Sub Pop | Leave a CommentTags: Grand Archives
Grand Archives at the Crocodile, Seattle | 24 September 2009

Saying a band will make you ache with sadness is not really a much of an impetus for getting you out of the house to see a gig. A review that states they melted my face with their insane rock might do a better job of that, but Grand Archives make slow and sad pretty damn engaging. Their songs slowly build like a steam engine making it’s way from the station. Before you know it the song has filled the room with and taken over your conscious. At first glance you might think a band like Grand Archives shouldn’t be starting a gig too late for fear of lullaby-ing the audience to sleep, but the band not coming out until just before midnight appeared confident in their powers of arousal and stimulating consciousness.
Like they do on their new album Grand Archives started things off with the double ukulele attack of Topsy’s Revenge. One uke is always a treat, but as they say, two is always better than one, and then when you add in the bass hum of the cello, you pretty much cannot go wrong even if the song’s subject matter is Thomas Edison electrocuting an elephant. Grand Archives can make just about anything sound heart wrenchingly beautiful, mostly is because Mat Brooke’s voice just sounds achingly sad. He could sing a song about winning the lottery and ending world hunger and it would still be tinged with autumnal sadness. Since they were playing a hometown record release gig, they had the luxury of bringing Mat Brooke’s former Carissa’s Weird band mate Jenn Ghetto (Ghetto’s band S was on the bill this night as well) on stage to sing on a couple songs which was not only a thrill to see, but kind of mini-reunion. Grand Archives have been known for a choice cover or two and tonight we got a surprising version of ELO’s Telephone Line, except where Jeff Lynne and his band flourished the song with cheesy synth electronic flourishes, Brooke and his band gave us a straightforward harmony laden version. As with the first their first album, it took seeing the songs live to really appreciate them, though I think that the band have done a better job on their new one Keep In Mind Frankenstein of nailing their live selves. And Yeah, they easily kept me awake past my bedtime.
mp3: Grand Archives – Silver Among the Gold (buy some Grand Archives)

Catch them on tour in a town near you:
Sep 26 BILTMORE VANCOUVER, British Columbia
Sep 28 THE BIG DIPPER SPOKANE, Washington
Sep 29 HABITAT KELOWNA, British Columbia
Sep 30 PALOMINO CALGARY, Alberta
Oct 1 STARLIGHT EDMONTON, Alberta
Oct 2 LOUIS PUB SASKATOON, Saskatchewan
Oct 3 PYRAMID WINNIPEG, Manitoba
Oct 5 HIGH NOON SALOON MADISON, Wisconsin
Oct 6 BEACHLAND TAVERN CLEVELAND, Ohio
Oct 7 JOHNNY BRENDA’S PHILADELPHIA, Pennsylvania
Oct 8 LE POISSON ROUGE NYC, New York
Oct 9 SOUTHPAW BROOKLYN, New York
Oct 10 GREAT SCOTT BOSTON, Massachusetts
Oct 12 IRON HORSE NORTHAMPTON, Massachusetts
Oct 13 CLUB METRONOME BURLINGTON, Vermont
Oct 14 GREEN ROOM MONTREAL, Quebec
Oct 15 MOD CLUB TORONTO, Ontario
Oct 16 PIKE ROOM PONTIAC, Michigan
Oct 17 SCHUBAS CHICAGO, Illinois
Oct 19 7th STREET ENTRY MINNEAPOLIS, Minnesota
Oct 22 KILBY COURT SALT LAKE CITY, Utah
Oct 23 NEUROLUX BOISE, Idaho
Nov 12 CREPE PLACE SANTA CRUZ, California
Nov 13 BOOTLEG THEATRE LOS ANGELES, California
Nov 14 DETROIT BAR COSTA MESA, California
Nov 17 PLUSH TUCSON, Arizona
Nov 18 RHYTHM ROOM PHOENIX, Arizona
Nov 19 LAUNCHPAD ALBUQUERQUE, New Mexico
Nov 20 LARIMER LOUNGE DENVER, Colorado
Big Hair, Flying V’s and Lots of Spit
June 16, 2009 at 11:55 pm | In Crocodile, Garage Rock, Music, Seattle, mp3 | 5 CommentsTags: Idle Times, Jay Retard, Thee Oh Sees
Jay Retard, Thee Oh Sees and Idle Times at the Crocodile, Seattle | 15 June 2009

As I was waiting for Jay Retard last night, I kept looking up towards to the ceiling expecting to have to dodge giant gobs of spit and phloem that I imagined must be stretching from down like stalactites after Thee Oh Sees saliva heavy set. Lead Oh See, John Dryer excreted more liquid from his mouth during their short 30 minute set than I thought was humanly possible. He shot gobs of spit straight up, aiming for the lights, and he shot them across the stage. Saliva also seemed to spill out of his mouth as he contorted his body around his guitar and tried to swallow the microphone numerous times, the man was one giant secretion. The rest of the band didn’t seem to notice, or mind getting a little wet, they were all business. Dwyer is easily the center of attention, but the rest of band seem to be doing all the heavy lifting. Bridgid Dawson provides her Grace Slick as cave woman vocals that really give Thee Oh Sees their haunting sound, also being easy on the eyes she takes some of the attention away from Dwyer. Second guitarist Petey Dammit stood in the back playing most of the leads, while drummer Mike Shoun sat up front dodging spit and putting up with Dwyers antics while keeping time. Thee Oh Sees aren’t really reinventing the wheel, but they are experts at delivering garage-psych in the short three minute bursts, and in a live setting they are all the more potent.
mp3: Thee Oh Sees – Ruby Go Home (from Help, buy it)
mp3: Thee Oh Sees – Castiatic Tackle (from the 4 song tour only split 7 inch)

Midway through their set, Dwyer commented on the puritanical Seattle law that disallows alcohol on the stage, chiding the audience saying: ‘Next election make your vote count, because frankly Seattle this no beer on the stage thing is pretty fucking weird.’ Jay Retard , looking like Cousin Itt from the Adams Family with his curly locks of hair obscuring his face most of the night, didn’t have any beer on stage with him, just a can of Red Bull that he pounded and then hurled into the audience. Apparently the Retard van had broken down on the way to Seattle, causing the band to barely make it to the show, Jay wasn’t deterred in the slightest, facetiously saying : This rock n’ roll thing is fucking easy. The three piece band made it look easy and fun, ripping through their set, hardly stopping for a breath. Jay wasn’t the only one with lots of hair, his bass player Stephen Pope sports a big fro and both of them prefer the flying V for the shape of their guitars. A few times last night they simultaneously would get in their hair band pose, you know the one where the guitarists get together on stage half kneeling hair flopping/rocking out/head banging like it ’s 1984 again. Every song seemed to take on a punk anthem persona and the crowd reciprocated the punk and disorderly attitude by slamming, crowd surfing, stage diving, and throwing beer cans. The show was a blast, though not too varied. On record, Jay has been growing as a songwriter and varying the pace as well as adding different sounds and timbres to his songs. Live there was none of that, every song was a fist pumping thrash up. Even songs like I’m Watching You with its melancholy feel got turned in to a thrashy punk song somplete with crowd surfing.
Even though Jay Retard live is a bit different than his live persona, you still get the impression that he’s a teddy bear. He dedicated his final song, Let It All Go, to Chris Knox who recently suffered a stroke. Jay met and became fast friends with Knox when he was last in New Zealand, and was shocked by this bad news. I’m not sure if the rest of the Crocodile knew or cared about what Jay Retard was saying last night between songs they just wanted to rock and Jay Retard delivered that in spades.
mp3: Jay Retard – It Ain’t Gonna Save Me (from the forthcoming Watch Me Fall)
mp3: Jay Retard – Blank Blogs (from the tour only split 7 inch)
Here’s some video I shot of I’m Watching You. Be warned, the sound is kind blown out.
Destoying to the Converted
May 8, 2009 at 9:53 pm | In Crocodile, Gigs, Music, Seattle | Leave a CommentTags: Dan Bejar, Destroyer
Destroyer at the Crocodile, Seattle | 6 May 2009

There are many times that I go to a gig expecting to be converted and I was hoping that seeing Destroyer live would put me over the top as a fan. It happened last year at the Silver Jews when I saw Dave Berman in person he single-handedly made me a believer. I had a sense that Dan Bejar might be capable of doing something similar seeing him live. I am what you would probably consider a casual Destroyer fan, appreciating the records, and really loving about half of the songs from each one of them. Bejar is capable of totally wowing you with his unique take on pop songs. He totally stole the last New Pornographers album with his Myriad Harbor, and his albums offer similar glimpses to this kind of pop genius, but they also can be excruciating affairs that meander off in strange directions. Destroyer is the primary musical vehicle of Vancouver, BC resident Dan Bejar who also records with various other bands including the afore mentioned New Pronographers with Carl Newman and Neko Case and Hello Blue Roses with his wife Sydney Vermont.
Wednesday night it was Bejar sans band, the lone figure up on the very large Crocodile stage. He wasn’t entirely alone, he had an acoustic guitar and two bottles of Stella Artois from which he drank copiously between songs. Bejar is kind of a gangly strange looking fellow, part hippy, part renaissance man, but his appearance belies his songs which are part Bowie, part Dylan, and part Lawrence (Felt). His set consisted of songs plucked from his extensive catalog of records including some old ones like Destoyer’s the Temple from Thief, Helena and Beggars Might Ride from from Streethawk. He didn’t neglect recent albums playing European Oils and Painter In Your Pocket from Rubies and Foam Hands from Trouble in Dreams. Quiet at first, he started to warm between songs, eventually making fun of us for remembering Bobby McFerrin and then pandering to us with a Sub Pop reference before playing New Ways of Living saying it had appeared as a single in the Sub Pop singles club before it showed up on the Your Blues album. He also gave a shout out to the Amtrak bus which he unconvincingly endorsed as a scenic ride. In short it was a good show, and I’m sure that die hard fans totally appreciated every minute of it, but my status as a casual Destroyer fan remains. Perhaps I need to see Destroyer in full band mode to be fully converted?
mp3: Destroyer – Destroyer’s the Temple (from Thief. Thief and City of Daughters were recently reissued on vinyl, get them from Darla)
mp3: Destroyer – Painter in Your Pocket (from Rubies, Merge is the place to go for most of the Destroyer CD’s)
Seattle Bids Twee Adieu
April 7, 2009 at 7:33 am | In Crocodile, Gigs, Music, Seattle | Leave a CommentTags: Boat, Three Imaginary Girls, Tullycraft

This was my first visit to the new Crocodile since it reopened a couple weeks ago, and it coincidentally was Three Imaginary Girls‘ first party at the new/old/legendary Belltown digs. The old Crocodile Cafe was like an old pair of shoes you don’t want to get rid of. They’re worn and ratty, but their comfortable. The new Crocodile is like a new pair of shoes that look really cool, but they’re just not broken in yet. It’s a great space, with great sound and sight lines, but, for better or for worse it certainly isn’t a dive anymore. Where the old Croc was dark and dingy with little nooks an crannies, the new Croc is wide open and very very shiny. Boat were just taking the stage as I walked in to what seemed like a packed room, but after getting passed the bar we were able to pretty much walk right up to the front of the stage. I hadn’t seen Boat since the Reverb festival last fall when they passed out confetti and shakers to the audience. Actually Boat haven’t played out much lately, they have been holed up down in Tacoma recording new songs for their third album and they trotted a few of them out last night. Maybe it was because they were playing so many new songs, the band seemed a little hesitant at times, not their normal Boat selves. Maybe it was the bright lights of the new Crocodile or that awful smell of new carpet and paint that seemed permeate the air. They were still fun, but maybe a little rusty. Dare I say though, every new song they played is a keeper. Now when is the new record coming out? In the meantime, here one of the new ones they played last night, it’s called Setting the Paces (We Want It).
This night was kind of special because Tullycraft were playing there last ever Seattle gig. They’re not breaking up, but the band recently announced that they were going to stop playing live, to allow for more time with other endeavors like goat farming and adult bookstores. Because of this being kind of like the band’s farewell, it seemed like they should have been headlining this show instead of playing as an opener. Tullycraft no longer doing gigs is entirely self-imposed of course, so they could always change their minds. Even though they haven’t played many shows here in the last few years, Tullycraft will certainly be missed. They are certainly an a-typical Seattle band, and their brand of indiepop is something that Seattle could use a lot more of. Known for putting the wee in twee, they’re not afraid to be cute, but they’re also not afraid to be cutting. The set was loads of fun from sing-a-long to the melodica fueled Take Away the Makeup to the trainspotting of songs like Twee and Bored to Hear Your Heart Still Breaks. Bassist/singer Sean Tollefson plays a three string bass, one more than the guy from Morphine, but it I think he only needed one string, because he seemed to only be playing one of them. His vocals were a little hard to hear either because I was too close to the stage in a dead spot, or it was the mix. The rest of the band certainly sounded more muscular than I when I had seen them previously, with both guitars turned to at least ten. Maybe their trying to discard that dubious twee label…nah! Tullycraft are playing one last show down in San Francisco for Popfest on 23 May at the Rickshaw Stop. We’ll miss you Tullycraft, I guess there will still be the records, but it’s not really the same as live.
Tullycraft Setlist: Stowaway | Georgette Plays a Goth | Josie | If You Take Away the Make-up | Dollywoood | The Punks are Writing Love Songs | Every Little Thing | The Secret History of Devil’s Paw | Bored to Hear Your Heart Still Breaks | Our Days in Kansas | Twee | Miss Douglas County
mp3: Tullycraft – Twee (from Beat, Surf, Fun)
mp3: Tullycraft – Bored to Hear Your Heart Still Breaks (from Every Scene Needs a Center)
You can get a bunch more Tullycraft mp3’s over at their website as well as actually buy some of their records, which you should of course.
I stayed for most of Awesome’s set (With a name like that, they’re just asking for trouble), but I just wasn’t feeling Awesome. Their modern day take on Oingo Boingo and They Might Be Giants didn’t really grab me, but my kids would probably love them with their songs about the ABC’s and 1,2,3’s.
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