Music

Brain-Cave: Night Three

Story by Teo J. Babini - teo@citizenbrooklyn.com Photos by nycshutterspeed and Teo J. Babini
Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

It’s been two lllooonnnggg days. Wonderful, but taxing due to the lack of rest. Waking dreams. The delirium dust settles and we find ourselves at the Greenpointers spring market. I arrived at the tail end of Mr. Mizrachi’s set, but I heard it was super clean. Viento, musical spirit, forgave me for missing his slot with a big hug and positive vibes. Backwords, the self-proclaimed “American Band”, went on next. The feel good tunes went nicely with the warm wood filled environs. Many of the bustling market goers stopped in for a song or two, appreciating free music for the masses on a pleasant Saturday afternoon. The empanadas were good, but a bit overpriced.

We stopped in with the Sicilians for a quick hero before heading to Europa for the rest of the night. Where we immediately began charging our beer batteries, preparing for what was to come…

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Quiet Loudly photo © nycshutterspeed

Quiet Loudly (Men with Nice Shirts):

It was the first of several bands that I know pretty well, on stage and off. Something nostalgic about their playing style. Serious sound shredding. At some point you find yourself riding this psychedelic mind mash like an all-consuming wave. One interesting thing is that they use their voices like instruments, meanwhile the shrieking guitar sometimes sounds like a human voice. Art imitates life imitates art imitates life, and so on

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Monogold (Very Genuine Fellows):

Hippie Viking hair and an Americana fella with a Mickey Mouse shirt. They started out with some dreamy melodies followed by some amazing drums. By the third song they had won us all over with their vibrations. It was refreshing to see a band feeling the music as though they were with us in the audience. Just real musicians havin’ a good time playing a show. Voices somewhat innocent, like that of a children’s choir. A nasty bass line that leads into screaming finale. Long hair acting as the final curtain. Bravo!

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Clouder (“A Very Wet Show”):

He had a neo-Dylan vibe with dark shades on, almost junkie-like in the body language, drunken genius. The guitarist was a genuine giant, meanwhile you got good ol’ Steve over there lookin’ like a real rock star and Max hittin’ the stage for the third time in the festival. Homeboy on the drums killin’ it, hittin’ ‘em like they owe him somethin’. It’s the kinda music you’d want to listen to on the road, flooring it down a highway in a convertible in the middle of the desert. He dances with the mic stand, screaming into the audience, pouring lyrics over their heads like syrup. He seems drunk, burping and sitting down on the stage like he’s having a lyrical conversation with us. The musical car chase continues as the rowdiness grows, the man singing to the stage from the audience, hugging Cara, orgasm sounds, blacked out on the floor of the venue. As if it weren’t already crazy he then decides to get “Heavy”. Musical mountains being born from the earth. Bareknuckle fight music lunacy and a taste of Western standoff, which all culminated in a screaming spitting maniacal meltdown finish.

Special mention goes to Selector F Yes for puttin’ me on to some serious Persian funk at this point in the night, a nice contrast to the live bands.

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Forgetters (The Man Understands):

Each member of the band having some degree of renown in the music scene, it’s surprising how unpretentious they are. Blake has a very clear and audible voice, velvety I’d say, which seems to be rare, and it’s a good thing because he is a real smooth poet with lyrics. The shirtless tattooed drummer was almost ghostly. Bass, rock solid. They had a big draw and after the first heavy suicide twang they were strippin’ layers, sweatin’ out the energy. They asked for less “disco Poland lights” on stage to keep the heat down and focus up. The combination of sound and darkness gave it a haunted house feel. It got monumental when they had what sounded like police radio samples playing with one of the instruments making sounds reminiscent of “The Warriors” soundtrack. Real riot music with militant drums and mad laughter. Epic finish. I managed to chat with Blake back stage for a bit after and he was really impressed with the crowd, he liked that people came out for the music and not just to get drunk with background noise, he even went to Beloved with everyone to celebrate Cara Bella’s birthday.

I skipped out on the jungle juice, went home and crashed hard like a runaway truck. Check in Wednesday for the final foray.

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Viento photo © nycshutterspeed

Viento photo © nycshutterspeed

Viento photo © nycshutterspeed

Viento photo © nycshutterspeed

Viento photo © nycshutterspeed

 Jon Mizrachi photo © Teo J. Babini

Jon Mizrachi photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

Backwords photo © Teo J. Babini

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