I was a bit unnerved by the persona he presented, though. With a thematic fixation on everything dank and evil and a look ranging from poker-playing-dandy-gone-to-seed to nasty-A-camp-drainbow-hippie, I wondered what I’d be getting into. Was I really going to invite this stranger and his band of degenerates to play songs about drugs, murder, Satan and pedophilia at the Center for Peace & Justice (my venue option at the time), and then crash at my house? I later heard a secondhand story about shystie drama between Pete and a previous booker, and I decided I wasn’t up to the challenge. I felt a little bit guilty, but hey, we’ve all got our own safe-zone boundaries.
At any rate, I’m glad to have another chance to see The Beggars play Albuquerque. They’ve been churning out music and touring (all on the DIY tip) since 2002, so they’re certainly not slackers. It takes a lot to stand out when working within this rockified Delta Blues territory that's already been so well-tread by the likes of the Gun Club, Immortal Lee County Killers, art-school dropouts Pussy Galore, et al. It’s filthy, atavistic music that encompasses Dead Moon at its most genuine, GG Allin at its ugliest and even corporate schlock like Nashville Pussy. The Beggars certainly hold their own among that company.
Opening act Pancakes! is loving couple Jess and Seth on drums and guitar. I know Jess from when she was in The Potty Mouth Sherries, a very fun local all-girl band, many years ago. Like PMS, Jess’ new project makes use of the classic KISS formula for their music; well, “keep it simple and silly,” is more apt, not “keep it simple and stupid,” like KISS did. Also playing—in the fine tradition of moralist-baiting band names—is the Terri Schiavo Dance Party. A newish band, TSDP will be bringing the house party rock to their own home. It will rock, and the house will be rocked by it.
This show is at my current favorite DIY venue, the Iron Haus, which is not the scary, druggie punk house/squat near I-25 I heard so much about when I moved here 15 years ago; that one's long gone. This is the new “do things smart, respectfully and still have tons of fun” Iron Haus (715 Iron SW). Have you ever witnessed crowd surfing in someone’s living room? I have, several times, at Iron Haus. The show starts at 8:30 p.m. on Wednesday, Jan. 23. Some common sense and a $5 donation are much appreciated.