I thought the Flexxx were a joke. They took the stage at Healthy
Times Fun Club, opening for Pleasureboaters and the Pharmacy, and two
of the dudes—one with long, blazing-red hair, one telling a story
about how he threw up in the band’s van on the way over to the
show—were hopping around like the speed just kicked in. The last
guy was setting up an iPod. An iPod. And that’s it. No instruments.
Just three guys from the other side of Puget Sound (Bremerton) rapping
over beats supplied by an MP3 player blasting through an amp.

They tackle songs with hardcore enthusiasm, taking turns with the
lines—the ones not “rapping” hype up the crowd and
pseudo-fight
with each other. “What we got ain’t fucking bogus/And
we’ll fucking make you know this/Turn up the bass and turn down the
vocals/F to the L to the XXX/Get rowdy, make a mess/No squares, no
prudes to hesitation/This if a fucking celebration,” they “sing” in
“Fuck What You Heard, I’m from Bremerton.”

They were a little sloppy, but they only played about four songs.
Maybe it was because one of them was battling the flu, or maybe that’s
part of their charm. Regardless, they were the hype men of the
night—reminding kids that they’re there to have fun, and not to
take anything too seriously. Their shoddy performance set things off on
the right foot, inviting kids to act like fools just as they
were doing. And to think I thought they were nothing more than a
joke.

The Flexxx play the Viaduct in Tacoma on Thursday, March 20, and the
Fusion Cafe on Sunday, March 23.

* * *

On the Eastside this weekend, the Kirkland Teen Union Building is
hosting three acts from this years Sound Off! battle. On Friday, March
21, third-place finalists Man Down Medic play with From Aphony and With
Honest Eyes. Man Down Medic play power pop bursting with hooks and
keyboards. The next night, Saturday, semifinalist Deer City plays with
second-place finalist the Nextdoor Neighbors from Olympia.

I was surprised when Deer City’s strong bedroom-pop songs didn’t
make it to the final round of Sound Off!, but even so, I have no doubt
his quaint, honest songs will allow him to do just fine on his
own.
Both Friday and Saturday night’s shows start at 7:30
p.m.—Friday costs $8 at the door, and Saturday is only $5.
recommended

megan@thestranger.com

Megan Seling is The Stranger's managing editor. She mostly writes about hockey, snacks, and music. And sometimes her dog, Johnny Waffles.