this isn't a recording of the show...i was parusing the internet the other day and i came across this flyer...i was at that show...and if you know anything about any of those bands then you already know it was pretty awesome...and it put me in the mood to share some of the above mentioned folks musics
they opened this hometown show...and got about 60 seconds into the first song when vocalist tim kinsella hit the floor...he was hit in the head by a swinging object (i can't remember if it was a mic stand or guitar stock)...thus ending the bands set
for those not familiar with the band...it's pretty much an on the road version of the band joan of arc made up of members of cap 'n jazz...owls (which is pretty much a newer version of cap 'n jazz)...and the promise ring...so if you dig on some indie post math rock...
after waiting for about an hour for the band to set up their instruments and such...roughly 9 people took the stage...and the best way to describe them is an experimental freakout...their drummer was always moving...folks were randomly banging on objects...their vocalist loomed over everyone else and at one time played a banjo...this is what the album would've sounded like if beck and captain beefheart drank a lot of zappa coffee and then locked themselves in the studio for a weekend
and by the time you could say "what the hell just happened?"...two men took the stage...the reason i was there...one with a guitar...the other a drumkit...and you're thinking "simple enough"...and then zach hill starts up...like a child with ADD let off it's leash...and all you can do is stand there and study him...looking for his circuit board...by the second song zach had already lost his shirt along with half of his body weight...and guitarist spencer seim just stands there alongside him...being larry lalonde to his les claypool/tim alexander...it's a known fact that i have a soft spot for drummers...and the only complaint that i have about zach hill is this: i'd like to hear him stick to a rhythm for more than 10 seconds than go through a string of fills (ie: as he did on the first crime in choir album)...but still...you cannot deny this man and his appendages...he could power a smurf village with one song for a year
so there you have it...and you didn't even have to put up with any of the hip kids just standing there looking as if they missed their table at starbucks