Prism Bitch Destroys Sister
Regional rockers from Boise and Santa also kill it
Music to Your Ears
Enjoy the freedom of Halloween while you can. Not the freedom of trick-or-treating (… you’re getting a little old for that anyway, aren’t you?), nor the freedom of buying a sack of fun-sized candy bars at Walgreens “for the kids,” only to eat them all by yourself while ogling other people’s neighborhoods from your car (uh … never mind). I’m talking about the freedom to dance like a complete idiot because, this night of all magical nights, your true identity is completely obscured by a shame-masking costume. At long last, you’re free to Macarena! Try it out at one of these quasi-underground dance parties.
Skeletons, Mummies and Knights
A fraction of Minus the Bear talks about Halloween and leaving New Mexico
With progressing popularity, a handful of albums already under its belt, a brand-new album—Planet of Ice, released last August on Suicide Squeeze—and a world tour, Seattle indie band Minus the Bear has come of age. You may have even caught a glimpse of the band on MTV. Via e-mail, two fifths of the band, Santa Fe natives Alex Rose and Cory Murchy, tackle varying topics for Alibi readers, some music-related, some totally irrelevant.
Abandoned in Albuquerque, he discovered how to play keyboards, write songs and run marathons
He's the guy at the rock club with asymmetrical eye makeup and oversized knee-high boots, the animated keyboard player for Shoulder Voices and Unit 7 Drain, the dude with an angel and devil on his shoulders, both manufactured at home.
Luciana Souza Gets Personal
Vocalist brings The New Bossa Nova to the Outpost
Every so often, the right song meets the right singer at the right time, producing a transcendent performance that marries them forever. Think “Come Fly with Me” and here comes Frank Sinatra. “Strange Fruit”—Billy Holiday. “Respect”—Aretha Franklin.
Flyer on the Wall
Belladonna Burlesque gets even freakier at this weekend-long skin spooktacular, featuring the debut teases of Miss Scarlet Grace. This Friday and Saturday at Guild Cinema. $8 at the Guild or Burning Paradise video. (LM)
If you can grit your teeth through lyrics like “all my friends agree with me, you're the worst president Bush-ey,” there's something very reassuring and pure about Tiny Masters of Today's debut LP. Thirteen-year-old guitarist/vocalist Ivan and 11-year-old bassist/vocalist Ada enlisted the support of drummer Russell Simins (The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion), who adds a needed element of musical professionalism to the punchy power-chord-based sound. The punk/garage duo also benefits from cameos by Karen O and Nick Zinner of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Fred Schneider of The B-52's, and Kimya Dawson of The Moldy Peaches, who help keep the album afloat despite lyrics that smack of being parentally ghost written. [SM]