by carl wilson

The Revolution Will Be Linked

Garbage!Violence!Enthusiasm!, left, and Pyramid Culture, right, at the Bad Bands Revolution CMW "showcase," photos from thecjm on Stillepost.

Shockingly positive reviews from Chart (whom I hardly think of as advocates of the anti-band, anti-music vibe) of the Bad Bands Revolution show on Saturday night at the Boat, though sadly they seem to have missed the debut of the out of town guest, Montreal's Happy Burger (Rhode Island noise skater stuff). And apparently had their heads turned during the brief set by Your Shatterproof Guava Beverage and left before Dollarama. More thoughts to come on that night, the comp, badness and bandness and torontopianity and mumbledypeg, but meanwhile: The Riptorns! (The only band that made me understand the alienation and annoyance of the stray CMW-goers who wandered in unprepared. Matt Collins compares their slop-mock-covers of random songs to Derek Bailey. I am unconvinced, though I can see how someone would hear Bailey that way. Nonetheless, a gruelling test of tolerance, and within that paradigm, a complete success.) The Statutory Apes! (Who were, well, fun.) Garbage!Violence!Enthusiasm! (So Best! No mosh pit because the band is the mosh pit. Beating each other up with chains and baby doll limbs and motorcycle helmets! With deepfried beats [I mistyped "beasts" which is also apt] and yelling that was mostly inaudible in the din and the violent destruction of their own mic cables, but sounded good when it had a sound). Robocopp! (Who played an atypical set that omitted nearly all actual Robocopp performance, in favour of total riot facilitation. I was bleeding from the head and hands by the time they were done. And I am not talking metaphorical rocked-out bleeding.) Pyramid Culture! (The Hottnessss. A little out of place due to their having of actual songs. Which I can sing for you: Yooou think I'm joking, but I am not! The world's largest frozen peat bog is melting! What the world needs now is singalongs for climate change, no?) (PyCult plays the [freakin'] Mod Club on Wednesday, opening for [freakin'] Of Montreal. Tix nearly gone. Hope the Elephant 6 geeks [not the band, the crowd] take to them.)

And in the annals of the vicarious: Bury Me Not recreates yesterday's "shamelessly hammed-up" but "happily punch-drunk" Howe Gelb action (see my recent review of his latest disc), and offers a fistful of Gelbtastic trax, including a couple of rarities. Howe is kind of a one-man Bad Band Revolution, isn't he?

| Posted by zoilus on Tuesday, March 07 at 02:55 AM | Linking Posts | Comments (9)



Hey David - The "bad bands" label is tongue-in-cheek, I think - a response to a lot of people who have called all these bands "bad" in various contexts. ("That's not music!" "That's not a band, they're just singing along to a backing track!" "My kid brother could do that better!" and so on.) So don't worry, you're getting it fine.

Grapestain - Aww, poor girl. But in all fairness, you were only on stage for about two minutes. People could have missed you in the time it took to clean their glasses.

Posted by zoilus on March 11, 2006 05:59 PM



GOD DAMN IT!!!! Why the shit is Carl the ONLY person that seems to remember me being on stage? HONESTLY, WE ARE THE BEST BAND ON THE CD!!! I mean, ok, maybe I don't suck at singing, but it's still a bad BAND. We don't even have MUSIC. I NEED SOME RESPECT. GOD.



Posted by Grapestain on March 11, 2006 04:50 PM



I think calling these "bad" bands is a bit of misnomer. Robocop, Pyramid Culture, GVE and even Dollerama all had strong ideas behind them, and all but Dollerama even had good songs (I didn't get to see Statutory Apes). What I'm saying is that all these bands have merit, and despite execution I think you can enjoy them or find them interesting based on that. Excpet for the Riptorns. I couldn't find any merit to what they were doing. There were no strong concepts or even any kind of cohesion to the songs they were covering. I couldn't find anything consistant to latch on to as an idea, and ended up wondering if even they have any ideas behind what they're doing or if it's just going up on stage and doing whatever just for the sake of being on a stage and doing whatever. Even berating the crowd didn't really make sense. Overall though, the night was enjoyable, and not near as "bad" as I had expected.

Posted by David B on March 10, 2006 03:02 PM



That's exactly right, Scott. The Riptorns were as much like Derek Bailey as they were like the Shaggs: That is, maybe with occasional surface sound similarities, but not at all for the same reasons or to comparable effect.

Posted by zoilus on March 9, 2006 06:08 PM



Though it may become increasingly voguish to do so since his death, I advise music writers to be very wary when comparing music to that of Derek Bailey. Such comparisons must be heavily contextualized given Bailey's highly personal aesthetic and methodology that were formed through a dialectically charged relationship with the music industry/musical culture that provided the context for his 50+ year professional career. An understanding of Bailey's music must pay careful attention to that ever-changing context which, particularly in the truly formative first half of his career, was _radically_ different than our musical culture today.

Posted by Scott Thomson on March 9, 2006 05:12 PM



re: "torontopianity and mumbledypeg"

have you checked out the little thing on simon reynold's blog about the nyt piece? he doesn't really know anything about the scenes, but cool to see it read by people...

Posted by andrew on March 7, 2006 04:25 PM



Yep, I was definitely one of those unprepared cmw-goers, that's for sure. Then again, I was kind of on auto-pilot that night, running venue to venue, trying to get the shots I needed for reviews (luckily I wasn't the one reviewing). I had no idea that it was a "bad bands revolution" showcase. In any case, I'm a pretty tolerant person who can appreciate a wide variety of music, but dear god, that was atrocious! ;) Definitely the first time I've ever left a show so quickly.

Posted by Carrie on March 7, 2006 12:09 PM



mtvU has a segment featuring Of Montreal called 15 minutes with….a fan is allowed to spend some quality time with their favorite band and gets to interview them too. Here is the link

Posted by karokesuperstar on March 7, 2006 11:50 AM



Damn, Carl, last time I saw actual bleeding at a show, my own band was playing. A friend of mine was slightly staggering from the slam dancing (I'm middle-aged and that's what we called it then, more than 20 years ago now), blood dripping from a forehead gash; I stopped playing as the band raged on and found a chair for him, dragged it onstage out of the melee, and he sat on stage for a while. That same show our singer invited everybody up to sing along. A few dozen people joined us. My housemate picked his way through the crowd and told me that we needed bread. Another friend walked up and deep-throated me. I wasn't attracted but that was great. At one point I passed my guitar to a friend who didn't play so I could dive into the slam dancing. Some songs, a completely different band would finish than the one that started. Our mutual friend Jake was in that band -- we were the guitarists.

Bad band show sounds great. Forgive my stodgy-old-man-ness about revolution rhetoric; my problem is that I still hold a grudge from when Nike used that Beatles song to sell fashionable shoes, and Newt Gingrich was running around talking about Republican Revolution. Gotta let the grudges go. Viva la Revolucion de la Banda Mala.

Posted by john on March 7, 2006 04:23 AM




Zoilus by Carl Wilson