Maybe I’m getting too old for this shit (maybe).
Last night the wife (7 mos. pregnant) and I went to go see her favorite band, Alkaline Trio. As cool and hip as we think we are, we really don’t have a clue. The Trio played a few old songs from the Asian Man days (which made us happy) but focused mainly on their newer material as they lethargically strutted around the stage. I was (just like I thought I would be) very disappointed.
To make matters even worse, the concert was held at perhaps the worst venue I’ve ever been too, the UIC Pavilion, and headlined by My Chemical Romance (who I just don’t understand). From where we were sitting (yes, sitting) all we could hear was echoing bass (not the bass fills), drums, and muffled vocals. It was irritating at best.
Maybe I’m not punk enough anymore or maybe I just have higher standards now but either way I think I have officially lost touch with the youth of today. Why do teenage girls scream whenever the lead singer addresses the crowd? What’s up with moshing to songs that aren’t heavy? What happened to me?
If you want a better review than this check my wife’s review here.
These days punks are not listening to Muncie, Indiana’s Ari Ari. They are too spazzmodical. Imagine if Karen O was possessed by Joan Jett and she did a whole bunch of meth and then fronted the Blood Brothers. That’s a close approximation of Ari Ari. The young punks are also not listening to Norway’s Serena Maneesh. They sound too much like the “oldies” rock of MBV and Sonic Youth or a combination of the two. Hazy melodies buried by tons and tons of guitar noise and feedback. Beautiful.
MP3 | Ari Ari – Liquored Up And At ‘Em There’s A New Sheriff In Town EP
MP3 | Serena Maneesh – Selina’s Melodie Fountain ST