Music to Your Ears
Take your vitamins and go out. Quite a few of the bands you'll see padding out local lineups in the coming weeks are on their way to or from SXSW in Austin, and that means a concentrated froth of bigger, better, weirder touring acts than what usually rambles through town. You can't afford to stay home.
Mac-Tire of Skye
Not just pipe dreams
OK, so it’s time again for high winds, evil leprechauns, disgusting green beer and arming yourself with a stout shillelagh. Lighten up dude, it’s also time for the good things ... remember parades and bagpipes?
Choosing bridges over bars
There are two sides to noise-punk duo No Age.
The Ramones-obsessed, headfirst slide into power-pop punk bumps up against its yang: layer upon layer of cacophonous sound that’s impossible to pick apart.
Though the result is messy, guitarist Randy Randall says everything is carefully designed. “Even the sense of chaos is planned in there,” Randall says. “Ninety-nine percent of it is all written out. If you were to see us every single night on the road, you might eventually become bored, because it’s the same sound every day.”
Before he and drummer Dean Allen Spunt unleash their premeditated madness on South by Southwest, Randall told us about up-and-coming noisemakers, eating New Mexican vegan food on tour and playing bizarre venues.
Flyer on the Wall
En route to SXSW, the Not Not Fun showcase/Mega Psych Fest is making a pit stop at 1kind Studios (1016 Coal SW). The all-ages noise on Sunday, March 15, includes Robedoor, Magic Lantern and Sun Araw, with local support from Death Convention Singers and Yoda’s House. Cost is $5, sound starts at 7 p.m. (Laura Marrich)
The Santa Fe-Albuquerque area's Cherry Tempo released its latest record Radiohead-style. You can download it free from the band's website and fork over as much or as little cash for it as you'd like. Muddy-toned melodies stay the course until they switch gears like an indy car, ramping up or slowing down as they please. It doesn't carry the velocity of punk, but it bares its muscle; the scream-sung lyrics are both tuneful and raw. Cherry Tempo's grungy indie rock carries a hint of what used to be called emo, before that term became corrupted. (SM)