Last night was spent at the Zoo, and what a night! First off was The Mean Streaks, who were young, full of energy and highly impressive! A feisty and fiery bunch, the lead singer chick sounds like an angrier version of Karen O from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, and their new drummer was this nice girl I vaguely knew (of) through uni. Charismatic as the band and their music were, they were somewhat overshadowed by a ring-in tambourine chick who just went nutso all over the stage. It inspired me to reconsider my prospects of a career as a "musician" - I don't think it's beyond my capabilities to go on stage drunk and bash a tambourine on stuff while a band plays. Anyway yeah, The Mean Streaks were fun, see their myspace.
I really loved Happy Hate Me Nots, perhaps more than I expected. I'm really glad to have heard of them and to have heard their anthology before this gig. I particularly like how they represent punk ideology, but their melodies and lyrics also have great aesthetic value. They performed well, and I could really see that they'd had great experience in gigging, and delivered their songs with a sense of nostalgia. I'm curious to see if they'll write, record and perform new material following this recent reformation.
The Buzzcocks were insane! I'd not moshed in a really long time, and I've never really seen masculine aggressive moshing to this extent before. It was bizarre, I usually keep to myself and enjoy having my own space at gigs, but somehow I got a therapeutic sense of satisfacton from pushing and shoving around with strange people. It was also amusing to witness a mutual enjoyment between people acting violently against each other, like some sort of bonding ritual. The band also happened to be really good (I can't believe that they're so last generation - I swear I was the youngest person at the venue), and it was obviously by the performance that such passionate crowd activity was inspired, but it was foreign to me to enjoy a gig without cognitively focusing on the band. I didn't make it through the entire set, leaving a little worse for wear, but it surely was a freaking awesome experience!
I really loved Happy Hate Me Nots, perhaps more than I expected. I'm really glad to have heard of them and to have heard their anthology before this gig. I particularly like how they represent punk ideology, but their melodies and lyrics also have great aesthetic value. They performed well, and I could really see that they'd had great experience in gigging, and delivered their songs with a sense of nostalgia. I'm curious to see if they'll write, record and perform new material following this recent reformation.
The Buzzcocks were insane! I'd not moshed in a really long time, and I've never really seen masculine aggressive moshing to this extent before. It was bizarre, I usually keep to myself and enjoy having my own space at gigs, but somehow I got a therapeutic sense of satisfacton from pushing and shoving around with strange people. It was also amusing to witness a mutual enjoyment between people acting violently against each other, like some sort of bonding ritual. The band also happened to be really good (I can't believe that they're so last generation - I swear I was the youngest person at the venue), and it was obviously by the performance that such passionate crowd activity was inspired, but it was foreign to me to enjoy a gig without cognitively focusing on the band. I didn't make it through the entire set, leaving a little worse for wear, but it surely was a freaking awesome experience!
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