Monday, 8 April 2013

UPCOMING! Pissed Jeans at Il Motore | Monday, April 15th


We all need to blow off some steam, sometimes. We all experience frustration that needs to be freed from our exhausted body. For those among us who treat music like the soundtrack of their lives, for those who attempt to have their music fit their moods, these moments when all that bottled up aggressiveness threatens to explode should certainly be met with fairly rough-sounding hardcore rock. If this statement makes logical sense to you, and if you need some grittiness to help you let it all out, it would be a swell idea to swing by Il Motore on April 15th, to witness Pissed Jeans in action.

Perhaps you have your doubts about the band’s ability to help you unwind. They will disappear after you read these few lines, an excerpt from the bio that their label Sub Pop put up on its website:

“Do yourself a favour and forget all the claptrap you’ve heard about other bands delivering the goods. If you want bloodthirsty, you’ve got it… Sean McGuinness makes other rock drummers look like one of those dimwit longhairs with an involuntary smile playing a bongo by himself on the lawn behind a store that sells rain sticks. With a bass that sounds like a train filled with stolen shopping carts crashing into an orchestra pit, Randy Huth doesn’t waste a note. Bradley Fry doesn’t look like a guitar hero; he looks like a nice guy who would volunteer to help you reformat the drive on your laptop. But if he looked like he sounds he’d be wearing a necklace of human heads and even his reflection would turn you to stone. Matt Korvette screams out observations on the tedium and absurdity of adulthood, delivered in a fashion similar to the way people must sound when being waterboarded. Sometimes the band sounds like hearing yourself being bashed over the head with a snow shovel. Sometimes they sound like that feeling you’d get if you dipped your arm up to the elbow in a vat of boiling grease. Sometimes they slow down and they sound like when you wake up from a nightmare you can’t quite remember. They are also catchy, not in a simpering, mewling way that your grandmother might appreciate, but in a way that would appeal to mental patients who only understand colors.”

I repeat: they will be at Il Motore, Monday, April 15th, with Solids and Ultrathin. It shall be noisy, dirty and powerful.

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