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From Fiction
Golden Dogs
Thunderbirds Are Now!
The Inflation Kills
Sneaky Dee's
May 6/05
Though maybe not *the* completely hip place to be last night, Sneaky Dee's played host to a fine set of very varying forms of rock last night.
Came in around 10 and caught the tail end of Inflation Kills, a brusque-sounding band not unlike Wintersleep, who play at the same venue tonight. Sounded like they played for 70 minutes, which given all the energy ready even at the end, was decently impressive.
Fill-ins and also playing tonight were Detroit's Thunderbirds, who brought in sort of a screechy, danceable set of dare I say? ok, death disco numbers for the audience. Response was good, but things got a little long in the tooth around the 40-minute mark when things became decidedly less danceable. As James noted, the synth lines were overly simple and maybe more annoying than helpful.
The Golden Dogs opened with front-people Dave and Jessica teaming up for a ukelele/paper bag arrangement, which decently bewildered the crowd until the full band roared on stage after them. A suit-and-tied Azzolini drew up a famously heavy sweat, moving quickly through some unreleased songs and the standard Wings' 1985 cover. No word yet on whether american label interests present took the bait.
From Fiction was established beforehand to not fit in with the rest of the bill, and that certainly was the case. I think most of the crowd found them like I did, too loud and proggy for my tastes. So we split and got chunky fries. yum!
Golden Dogs
Thunderbirds Are Now!
The Inflation Kills
Sneaky Dee's
May 6/05
Though maybe not *the* completely hip place to be last night, Sneaky Dee's played host to a fine set of very varying forms of rock last night.
Came in around 10 and caught the tail end of Inflation Kills, a brusque-sounding band not unlike Wintersleep, who play at the same venue tonight. Sounded like they played for 70 minutes, which given all the energy ready even at the end, was decently impressive.
Fill-ins and also playing tonight were Detroit's Thunderbirds, who brought in sort of a screechy, danceable set of dare I say? ok, death disco numbers for the audience. Response was good, but things got a little long in the tooth around the 40-minute mark when things became decidedly less danceable. As James noted, the synth lines were overly simple and maybe more annoying than helpful.
The Golden Dogs opened with front-people Dave and Jessica teaming up for a ukelele/paper bag arrangement, which decently bewildered the crowd until the full band roared on stage after them. A suit-and-tied Azzolini drew up a famously heavy sweat, moving quickly through some unreleased songs and the standard Wings' 1985 cover. No word yet on whether american label interests present took the bait.
From Fiction was established beforehand to not fit in with the rest of the bill, and that certainly was the case. I think most of the crowd found them like I did, too loud and proggy for my tastes. So we split and got chunky fries. yum!
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