I walk into the Bottle well in time to see Them Are Us Too, and they were fucking crazy awesome. I wanna see them again! This was my first time seeing them and I believe, they have been here before my friend Aimee said. When it was them....it was them! Its one of those nights that have the impact of multiple events. I will find it incredible that I was able to see these two bands together. I was sad that I had no money left to buy their music, but it is something for later, but as soon as possible. Its a powerful imprint that first time, in part because for a while it will have to be the only time. You don't want your memory to be the only thing to hold the hmm ......memory together.
I've been sold on Wax Idols for a long time, and this time especially after reading an interview with Hether that made it a mission to see her band at Empty Bottle again. I found myself identifying more with her underdog narrative as she speaks about her struggle with depression. This on top of a divorce. And she toured around the world with White Lung. Much has happened with her crammed into two years. In Japan on stage at Fuji Rock was surreal, she has said. In Austin she hung out with CoCo and Ice-T. She split her head open stage diving during the Cro-Mags. In Athens, Greece, between tours she cried upon seeing The Acropolis for the first time. In Russia, St Petersburg they blew out the power at the venue. She has said that going to Russia was the coolest thing in her life. I mean. That's intense. And so I read this I think just months before the concert. Of course it influences mightily my view of her. This time I would bring something to hear on the way back, to rabidly binge on tracks that catch immediate fire.
And so I came home with American Tragic. You can't help but see her doomed marriage and divorce as background. And her as a survivor of it. And Depression.... when it lands its strikes, but Hether has learned to ground-fight. Pounds her way back up, and fights her way out. Some lyric fragments jump out in front of you as if seeking to be the substance behind the headline. I'm Not Going is just like that. Every line is like my favorite fucking line. Deborah is the new Shadow Play. I don't know if this was a deliberate thing. These two songs being in the middle, because they are deepest of the sad. The sad-dance bottom. When a goth bounces back, its a fucking sight. As indeed we take flight with Seraph. In interviews Hether is open about her struggles with depression. Tragic is an open-veins, defiant slugfest. Its an underdog's soundtrack. Reading the interviews made me salivate the album! Some may argue that indeed they shaped rather than confirm an opinion. I imagine these are the tracks that imprinted live. The memory turns ever more surreal, German Expressionist.
Zig
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