Friday, October 9, 2015

Beat Drun Juel

  No way was I going to miss this.  The Whistler is tiny all the time, right? Some bands are loud like ..."really Whistler?.....ok!"....and that makes it even more hells yeah.  A tiny place is gonna make it more explosive and imposing. You can sit at the fucking table just below the stage. Beat Drun Juel will sound like they are right on top if you're on acid. Right fucking there. Oh you.... don't... like..... acid. T'is the metaphorical kind. Perfectly safe....still no? More for me then.....still you object?  Even my metaphors have to be straight-edge? Bloody hell! I remember Venus from Moritat at this show. I'm trying to put Kon there as well because I recall chilling with him outside and around the corner from Whistler talking about Moritat's tour in New York. This moment would have been just after the BDJ set. I know I saw them as soon as I walked in. It was through them that I even know of Beat Drun Juel. Using flash seemed loud and intrusive.  That's why the pictures came out the way they did.
  I'm getting more familiar with their music.....now that I can listen to it from the car. Thank You Donna!! After the show she gave me the vinyl with the download code.  That was beyond awesome of her and I am eternally grateful. I can't get enough of Satisfy. It's so Nick Cave! Abrasive, aggressive....and for me bluesy, about as pronounced as in PJ Harvey. And there I go putting them together, Beat Drun Juel and PJ. But its for a fucking reason. Donna says everything with dominant authority, like she's a fucking branding iron. Every song has its own set of balls. And then there's how she plays guitar. She is a brilliant guitarist.  Her skills seem older than Donna. She is young, but she is an old guitarist. If that makes sense....it will circle back.
  Her delivery of every line of Satisfy, is blusey and empowering.  You feel bolder for hearing it. And its something to see that energy express spontaneously on stage. There's reading a play that you have wanted to see for ever and there's seeing a staged production of it....in fucking Camden! ....Hmmm, that is something that actually happened. I saw Marsha Norman's 'Night Mother in this tiny stage......OK, hmm,  I believe Donna was a guitarist before a singer.
  There's this confidence in her expression that you wanna have yourself when you know you are knocking them out. She has this.....Billy Idol sneer that flashes to the guitarist....or to no one. I don't fucking know. Its an expression that betrays dominance, and confidence in what she is doing. She is in command of that moment. That is her expression on random intervals. I'm sorry about going on, shining this microscope on this tiny thing and blowing it up. There is a story I have to build and sometimes I stop and observe the decelerated details. This is how the story weaves itself. You will only catch them when the place is small and affords you that moment. This lights up a vicious binge of hearing them in the car again.
  I'm going on about actually seeing her at Whistler but there is a video of Satisfy on YouTube thats awesome, just plain. For all those bands that you miss and are eventually content with the relics that modernity allows, the CD, vinyl, cassette.....download code, 8-track. For all those that you miss you want to be close this time to see these little things. For the moment I go on about this one track because I need to give the previous EP Off Your Face a break.....that one is brilliant too.
Zig





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