Weekend Wrap up

July 17th, 2008 · 2 Comments · Gig Reviews

Hi! I’m new. About me: all my reviews are pretty bipartisan except i have no tolerance for jam bands or hippies. All the shows I go to are mostly in the Lower East Side, nyc and in Brooklyn. enjoy!

MOTONIX

A sprinkler of beer comes showering from the low-slung ceiling of Pianos, (NYC) . The three-man, Monotonix from Tel Aviv, band begins to shred.

Ami, the singer and main act, reaches behind the bar grabbing ice and shoving the cubes down his pants as he coos. Then he unzips his jeans, jolting and making the ice cubes pop out at the writhing audience. Ami gets an insane look on his ape face and dives into boxes of straws and napkins behind the bar. He violently throws this shit at us like confetti. Yet, because of the objects light consistency they pause mid-flight, like I am looking at snowflakes. The kids around me are banging their heads like they are at a metal show and kicking each other around. We all become pulsating sponges of the bands vibrations tarred and feathered with beer and napkins. Then he rips his pants down, showing us his (really) hairy ass that he gleefully slaps and shoves the mic into (note the photo).

The Amps are turned up so loud it feels like someone is filling my throat up with rising bread and kicking me in the chest. On the brink of vomit I can’t even think about myself because the gorilla creature pounces on kids at random. Some get scared and lurch back, but the metal kids stick their faces back at him drooling for more. He gives them more: he dives on us, pushing us back into the stand that is selling all the Monotonix T-shirts. Then he takes his beer and pours it all over us like we are rodents.

Halfway through the show Ami covers his head in a trash bag that kids around him tug, leaving him slightly immobile and maybe quite possibly suffocating. But he rips through it and rocks harder. The only time the guys step on stage is to unplug the wires at the end of their act. Monotonix sets up in the middle of the venue and throughout the whole show Ami is grabbing parts of the drum set and moving it around the floor. They even let an adoring fan take over the drum set for a solid few minutes.

The single most invigorating show I have ever been to.

their myspace: http://www.myspace.com/monotonix

BRAZILIAN GIRLS

Their intimate, sexy, electro, vibe didn’t really transfer well in Prospect Park, Brooklyn. Possibly because the lead singer’s voice wasn’t electronically corrected every time she hit flat or perhaps because one can’t be whispered to and seduced in a crowd of thousands. Or maybe it was the crowd: every hip thirty year hold, baby and Whole Foods picnic in tact, letting loose after a few glasses of wine. Anyways the main reason I went was to hear “pussy,” my favorite song by them, and evidently I was about a football field away peeing in a bush (the port-a-potty line was insane). Overall the show was nothing to be that psyched about, but that shouldn’t deter one from checking their music out for some soft tunes about weed and sex.