The Hotelier
See Through Dresses
Told Slant
Loone
No•Getter
Friday, May 27th
Milk Run, 1907 Leavenworth St.
$10 advance tickets
$12 day-of-show
7:30 p.m. doors
8 p.m. show
Tickets here: universe.com/thehoteliermilkrun
The Hotelier
http://thehotelier.bandcamp.com/
https://www.facebook.com/thehotelier/
http://thehotelier.tumblr.com/
It is not enough to say that The Hotelier have grown older, or wiser, or more of anything. We can trace a progression, if we like, from the explosive empowerment of It Never Goes Out to the ashen disillusionment of Home, Like Noplace Is There. We can follow an awakening of youth in suburbia attempting to learn what is right, and what is ours, and what is possible and impossible, and maybe we can’t save each other like we thought we once could. We’re awake and we’re tired and we want love in our lives again. And so we find ourselves now in Goodness, in the woods outside of the suburbs, trying to re-learn that love.
But we seek a space outside time. Once in a while we can feel it, like a clearing. Where our histories and our rhetoric blends into languages spoken and unspoken. Where the greatest awe comes upon us for the overlooked, the simple, the incomprehensible. Where things glitch as they solidify, repeat as they evolve, scream as they whisper. Where always and forever above us, in all of its natural, unnatural, supernatural love, shines the moon. Goodness is not this place — goodness is nowhere — but we are following it to where we have to be.
After all we’ve gone through, how young are we? What is age softening in us, what is it hardening in us? Are we getting better? Worse? How could we ever know, when capital forces us onward away from ourselves? Will the woods consume the suburbs; will the suburbs consume the woods? In the gaps between these monumental questions, in the tiniest details, in the infinitude of cycles outside of time, there is Goodness. We begin there.
See Through Dresses
http://seethroughdresses.bandcamp.com/
http://seethroughdressesband.com/
https://www.facebook.com/seethroughdresses/
Sometimes, the second record is harder than the first. With 2013’s self-titled LP established as a local favorite, temptation to just replicate it must be strong, especially after almost two years of touring North America and Europe on such a well-crafted debut; if Omaha-based post punk four-piece See Through Dresses let up now, you could hardly blame them.
Instead, their new EP End of Days, their first release on new label Tiny Engines, pushes the boundaries of their sound in every way. Drummer Nate Van Fleet is as solid as ever, and new bassist Alex Kirts integrated himself without a hitch, but the appeal here lies in the tense songwriting chemistry of guitarists/vocalists Sara Bertuldo and Mathew Carroll. Carroll’s offerings on End of Days are open-hearted bangers that call to mind Yuck; Bertuldo’s songs feel designed to catch the listener off-guard, with abrasive chord progressions, sudden tempo changes, and frequently off-the-wall lyrics. The result is a diverse but musically tight blend of punk, shoegaze, and emo influences across six new songs.
The push and pull of two talented musicians will never get old. Listeners can only hope Carroll’s heartfelt enthusiasm will keep clashing with Bertuldo’s melancholy drive for as long as possible.
Told Slant
http://toldslant.bandcamp.com/
https://www.facebook.com/ToldSlant/
Told Slant is a bedroom punk band from New York, the music of Felix Walworth.
Loone
http://loone.bandcamp.com/
https://www.facebook.com/laughingloone
Currently an all trans and genderqueer four-piece, Loone grew out of several years of Noel’le Longhaul’s solo work as a home recording artist. Loone is able to exist as a performance project through the assistance of Nick Berger, Alyssa Kai, and Ruby Vespertillo after the construction of an expansive and diverse series of recordings of many tiny thoughts. Loone in its current formation presents a itself as a funnel of many years of stored and catalogued energies and movements.
No•Getter
https://nogetter.bandcamp.com/releases
since winter 2015. cry or die.
