Concert #20: Health, Indian Jewelry, The Death Set, Golden Panda @ Great Scott, Allston June 19
Golden Panda – Groove-centric slow-building glitch-hop. My head was nodding and I spaced out quite a bit. All good reactions, as far as I’m concerned. Good stuff, Golden Panda! Keep that laptop a-rockin’!
The Death Set – I think my friend Barry called them the Rancid of the hipster sect. I never remember any Death Set tunes but I do remember their antics. Like when one of the dudes scaled the ceiling and hung off a pipe like a punk monkey. They covered Nirvana’s “Territorial Pissings” to end the set. It rocked, it rolled. Best part of their set, duh.
My buddy Ian (Friendship Bracelet) and I discussed a hypothetical band that only does Nirvana and Sha Na Na covers, calling themselves Nirvanana.
Indian Jewelry – I either had no patience to watch an abrasive band or these guys are simply not good. I might not have had the right mind-set to watch something so avant-garde. Maybe my taste isn’t evolved enough. I tried pretending I was watching Throbbing Gristle and that didn’t work. It was too hot in the Great Scott for me to care. I didn’t check them out before I went. Maybe prior knowledge would’ve enhanced my understanding of their performance.
Actually, you know what, fuck it. I’m going to stop making excuses. They sucked. I have good taste. They were boring and I sat outside during their entire set. So there, you smarty-pants who is disagreeing with me as you read this.
I believe in myself:
(Note: He’s a fucking Senator. Kiss my ass, The United States of America Rules).
Health – Were obviously amazing and less like Big Black than the last time I saw them and had a little more expansive, flourishing parts to their songs and there were times they approached high musical achievements and I felt a deep sense of euphoria. I think this was the third time I’ve seen them and it was the best/most knowledgeable crowd and I still love their percussion section. Best export of the LA scene smelly thing. RIP Mika Miko.