Credit: Matt Hickey

I’ve never hosted anything much more formal than head lice, so it
was with some trepidation that I agreed to host the opening night of
the Vera Project’s “A Drink for the Kids”
fundraising
campaignโ€”in which the 21-plus set can raise money for the
imminently worthy all-ages venue simply by drinking selected beer and
booze at various neighborhood barsโ€”last Sunday at the Cha Cha.
Fortunately, “hosting” mostly just meant showing up early, buying the
appropriate drinks, and encouraging others to do the same. There was
also an announcement made later on in the evening soliciting donations
(something along the lines of “blurgh blurgh blurgh kids, blah blah
blah give us your money”), and that was that.

The night also benefited yours truly, as I got to finally check out
a couple bands I’d been meaning to see for a minute now: Unnatural
Helpers
and Telepathic Liberation Army.

Telepathic Liberation Army are a four-piece made up of Lisa Orth
(aka DJ Amateur Youth) on vocals, Michelle Nolan
(exโ€“Chromatics, Shoplifting) on bass, Alice Wilder
(exโ€“Diamond Cut Diamond) on guitar, and Stacy Peck on
drums. Like their members’ previous bands, Telepathic Liberation Army
churn out sharp, wiry, and dark post-punk marked by tense martial
drumming, sinuous bass grooves, harsh flares and then spidery melodies
of guitar, and vocals shouted and dubbed in echo. (During their sound
check, Nolan warmed up with the riff from “Beat It,” proving that even
at a basement-bar punk show two weeks after the man’s death, you still
can’t escape Michael Jackson.) To my ears, TLA sound a bit like Erase
Errata, which I mean as an unequivocal and enthusiastic compliment.
It’s nice to see Seattle generating some smart punk rock able to split
the difference between righteous aggression and dance friendliness
while retaining some sense of style and smarts. More of this, less
bluesy metal boogie and beardo backwoods folksy bullshit, please.

If you are gonna feel the blues and inject your rock with a little
rudimentary boogie, though, you could do a hell of a lot worse than
Unnatural Helpers. The band is led by singer/drummer Dean
Whitmore and features Brian Standeford (exโ€“Catheters,
Tall Birds) on guitar and Kimberly Morrison (the Dutchess and
the Duke
) on bass; sometimes Charles Leo Gebhardt IV joins them as
well, but not this night. The Helpers’ brand of garage-y rock and roll
is more straightforward than TLA’s, but they steamroll ahead (and
swagger side to side) with an energy that’s as undeniably catchy as it
is concise (most of their songs clock in at under two minutes). “This
is about as close as we’ve come to playing an all-ages show,” quipped
Morrison between songs, and indeed, theirs is a sound that practically
demands a little (preferably philanthropic) drinking for proper
enjoyment. The band recently signed to the reliably awesome and always
busy local label Hardly Art, so expect to be hearing plenty more from
them in the future.

A Drink for the Kids continues this Thursday at Linda’s, Friday at
Solo Bar and the Funhouse, and culminates Saturday at Neumos with a
show from Fleet Foxes‘ Robin Pecknold and Throw Me the
Statue
. recommended

2 replies on “Fucking in the Streets”

  1. Stop the presses! Eric Grandy drinks at The Cha Cha? What’s next? Dan Savage is an uneducated, reactionary moron? The Stranger is such a fucking joke.

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