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![]() Click for music events Raw Material HA HA HA!
God bless the boys that run Horizontal Action.
For those not familiar with the magazine, which the three purveyors
(Uncle Ted, Todd Killings, Larry Loudmouth) are able to get out twice a
year, Horizontal Action blends two things which said publishers love:
loud rock 'n' roll and hardcore pornography. The front half of the
black-and-white magazine covers concert reviews, Q&A's with various
bands, and record reviews. The back of the magazine contains porn
reviews and interviews with porn starlets--in Horizontal Action #10, an
interview with porn star Devon included the question: "How would you
feel about coming to Chicago and having sex with me?" Think it's full
of shit and sophomoric? Could be, but they're onto something
nonetheless--HA gets distributed as far away as Australia and Japan, and
was just picked up by Cargo Distribution UK.
Once or twice a year, the publishers of HA sponsor the Horizontal
Action Blackout, a festival of loud rock bands; for the magazine's last
issue, the Blackout was held simultaneously in four cities. This time
around, to celebrate issue #11, the Blackout comes to Chicago this week,
from May 8-10, at the Subterranean. Want to know what you're getting
into? Read on. Thursday, May 8:
One of the great underground Chicago bands kicking around right now,
the Functional Blackouts are a sloppy mess of straight
slap-in-the-face punk rock. The lone seven-inch single in Raw
Material's possession, "1-900-Get Inside" and "Razor Blade Blues"
is choppy, smarmy, somewhat mean-spirited and a fist in the jaw.
Dallas' A Feast of Snakes debuted in the punk-rock world with an
eponymous, four-song EP, which included a smokin' cover of Samhain's
"In My Grip." Since then, I've been less impressed; but for those
down with the wall-of-fuzz guitar sound, don't miss them. Hailing from
Atlanta, the Black Lips can confound--sometimes, they bring a
Billy Childish-ish, lo-fi punk rock sound; on the band's debut
full-length, "Black Lips!" (Bomp), there's more of a traditional
(cringe) garage rock angle. The band deserves credit, however, for its
fortitude--last year, right as their debut was released, guitar player
Ben Eberbaugh was killed in a car accident. The rest of the band stayed
the course, however, and tonight marks their second trip to Chicago this
year. The night's highlight: Memphis quartet The Lost Sounds
deconstruct a slew of underground rock genres, integrating everything
from new wave to Crass-style punk. The band even introduces a cello into
the mix, fuzzing it out and making the resulting wash sound a mile wide.
Friday, May 9:
Headliner the Penetrators are old school, originally starting
in the late-seventies--for fans of the Gizmos, Velvets, Stooges, etc.
The band has been lost in the mix over time (they even had a
surf-revival band steal their name), but rarely is any old punk rock too
obscure to escape the gaze of Horizontal Action. Portland's The
Hunches are hard to pin down--they're able to bring sloppy
punk-rock noise one minute, and the next drop a riff you might've heard
on the Jesus and Mary Chain's "Psychocandy." After what seemed like
an eternity, fabled rock label Crypt Records has finally returned, and
its first release since coming out of hibernation is New York's The
Little Killers. The band plays a little lower key than much of
what's at the Blackout, but their songs are meaty--they even use a
harmonica on occasion. b>The Hard Feelings come straight out of
Austin, and have released a record on Beerland Records, a name taken
from one of the city's music venues. The band comes from the
bluesy-garage angle, and are outdone by about fifty other bands. One of
Chicago's most promising local bands, The Hot Machines feature
members of the Ponys, Baseball Furies and Alex White from, um, Miss Alex
White. Dark, moody and danceable at times, more Sonic Youth than bloody
rock, the Hot Machines won't be an opening act for long. Saturday, May 10:
Another superior member of the Chicago underground, the
Tyrades (featuring a member of the Baseball Furies) spit out a
hateful punk rock that's a modernized version of mid-seventies NYC
rock--super-energetic and not just a carbon copy of things that have
come before. Sacramento-based FM Knives just re-released their
proper debut, "Useless and Modern," a razor-sharp and well-honed slab
of Buzzcocks/Vibrators-style, upbeat rock. The record brims with energy,
and the band translates it to stage well. One of the most creative bands
during the entire weekend, the Seattle-based A-Frames are dark,
stilted, and nearly mechanized in tempo. More No Wave than punk rock,
the band's music is deliciously uncomfortable. Expect strange things
from this trio. One of the many Detroit bands who've been lent
assistance by Mr. Jack White (who recorded one of their singles), the
Clone Defects bring the danger back to rock 'n' roll. One of
the better bands that blends sixties British R&B (including real vocals)
and raw three-chord rock, the Defects' "Shapes of Venus" is a drug
haze on record. Though these guys get tagged with the street punk label,
there's far too great a synthesizer presence in The Spits'
music for that to fly. Simple songs, medium tempos and vocals you'd
swear were from Ramones outtakes, the Spits are straight outta the
punk-rock handbook--except for the politics.
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