We all know the feeling of falling asleep; that blissful state of semi-consciousness where you can hear things, but everything still seems like a dream. Right when the magic moment is about to strike, have you ever tried solving complex problems, like say, ones having to do with computer code? I’m guessing no.
Halloween isn’t just for kids. Certainly not in the Bay Area. But the 21 and ups can’t have all the fun right? Mark your calendars because The Coachwhips (one of John Dwyer of Thee Oh Sees’ edgier previous bands before his latest project began evolving in the same direction. Guess it all comes full circle?) and Total Trash Booking have heeded our prayers and added a second “all ages” show to their trans-Bay Halloween Bash. Clearly the popular demand is deafening and the show’s promoters are listening.
Are those Eddie Vedder-esque screechy, warbled vocals we hear? Maybe it’s Smashing Pumpkins riffage? No, wait that’s Nirvana’s sing-song playfulness from “Plateau”. We’ll just come out and say it–it’s Two Gallants’ first album in five years, The Bloom and the Blight (ATO Records) and they’ve time travelled to borrow sound from that hedonistic decade of in-your-face and economic surplus known as the 90s. Good times! Everyone’s a winner here.
In the depths of the Tenderloin, unnoticeably tucked in between what Google Maps calls the San Francisco Drug User’s Union and Aunt Charlie’s Lounge, lies SF duo Chasms’ unassuming, almost abysmal practice space. It’s a part of the city most would avoid because of its seedy reputation for illicit activities and general insanity. But while some would consider this a dismal locale, others are channeling its darkness and thriving off of it.
By now, you’ve had a chance for Young Prisms’ new album In Between to sink in a bit. So you love the jangly, scratchy guitars. Officials call it shoegaze, but let’s just agree that this sophisticated sophomore effort is just plain pretty. Now what? Well, the city does it again, gifting us with an opportunity to see another fine local band in the flesh, currently on tour with Dum Dum Girls, Tuesday at Slim’s.
Instantly infectious is the way to describe listening to Hair for the first time. The synergy is apparent between White Fence and Ty Segall on their full-length album released on Drag City Records this week. Give it a few more spins, and much like hair, it’ll grow on you, but like a shaggy, unkempt mane. Here, LA- and San Francisco-born musical chops combine for a multi-layered, psych-soaked and even at times—crunchy sound collage.
As whiskey-soaked SXSW casualties straggle back into town, they now face the dregs of reality. But there’s good news! The second-annual Burger Boogaloo brings promise of more party when it returns to Thee Parkside this week. Total Trash Booking and Burger Records join forces for a shindig that boasts nearly 30 bands all under one roof.
Fuzz guitar fans fear not. SF’s Terry Malts’ debut LP Killing Time is out now on Slumberland Records. With steady beats and sarcastic lyrics clocking in at record speeds, you may not know what hit you. Fortunately the trio’s bassist and singer Phil Benson was nice enough to take the time to answer some questions about the band and the new album.
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