Goner Presents: Mikal Cronin / Shannon & the Clams / Destruction Unit / Milk Music @ Murphy's
Conceived and recorded as a sort of therapy to help cope with adjusting to post-college life, an ensuing break-up and geographic isolation Mikal Cronin steps momentarily away from the rhythm section of Orange County surf-punk bashers The Moonhearts with his debut solo album.
Fans can take heart, this isn't a 'vanity project' or half-baked endeavour Mikal's solo debut is fully realized, cohesive and beautiful. With themes that are personal as they are universal; questioning the future, accepting the past and living in the moment.
Taking influences such as the late sixties Del Shannon and The Everly Brothers and filtering them through his own mutant Californian fuzz, Mikal deftly explores his singer-songwriter side that at moments feel like a punk Harry Nilsson or Curt Boettcher balancing sweet melodies and chords with chunky, psychedelic guitar freakouts. Don't let the opening Beach Boys harmonies of 'It's Alright?' fool you into thinking this record can be easily pinned down.
With long time friend and collaborator, Ty Segall producing, Eric Bauer (Ty Segall, Royal Baths) running the tape machine and guest like John Dwyer of Thee Oh Sees, you can be sure you're in for something special. Once those guitars kick in, and you hit the first transcendent chorus, you'll be hooked and anxiously awaiting what comes next.
SHANNON AND THE CLAMS
Calling all Hobos, Twisters, Freaks, and Geeks: pogo the crust out yr eyes, and marvel in this blindingly bright, full color 3-D world of ours. The sunsets are getting more beautiful 'ery damn day thanks to pollution. You can order some psilocybin on the internet and watch nukes explode online all from the comfort of your own bed! Get outdoors cuz life is beautiful and everything is terrible. It's so yo gabba great that God itself is here. Why not R-O-C-K in the USA? From yr Bedrock in Cali-forn-i-a! Do the Flintstone flop and go WAY OUT! Close yr eyes and pretend yr a cave person (like you really have to pretend) and yr riding Space Mountain at Disneyland for the 1st time. Yeah friend! 2001 is here again! Welcome back to the future!
I'm a (music) nut. What kind of music am I into? Everything on the menu with extras on it. I can only choose one? I'll take ROCK 'N' ROLL, then. Rock 'n' Roll, in all it's twisted gnarly rooted glory, is what SHANNON AND THE CLAMS (da) do (ron ron) heads and tails above and more importantly, BEYOND the other troglodytes and biscuit-heads out there. Can a group be a "girl group" if there is only one girl in the group? Can a modern working band be considered "oldies"? No silly, but the rules are none, and anything goes, and this is PUNK, punk. Or is it rock 'n' roll, or whatever? It is SHANNON AND THE CLAMS and they do what they want. Do yrself a favor and tune in yr tinfoil hat. From pop ballads to doo woppers, bomp stompers and punk rippers, country clippers and some psych-o trippers, it's all R'n'R and it's all right there in the Clams' hooded velvet trick bag. Ya feel lucky, punk?
SHANNON AND THE CLAMS are rumored to be from NOW in Oakland California and comprised of Shannon Shaw (vocals, bass), Cody Blanchard (vocals, guitar), and Ian Amberson (drums, vocals). What started as an open mic project for a shy, young Shannon to try out some tunes ended with the Clams meeting and forming a band. Many have said to have been possessed by thee (eerily similar at times) haunted howls and beautiful growls of their two lead vocalists, hypnotized by their heavy heartbeats, and mesmerized by their magical music. This is a ride that contains both thrills and chills so hold on tight. Your ears may become infested with a real Buddy Holly jolly kinda joy (oh boy) while you stutter along to a hiccupy song. Take a scratch and a sniff at these stickers and get bit by their bad-brained snarls. It's always Christmas (if you want it). It's your party time, and it's excellent. Cry-yi-yi if you want to, but be sure to surf a splish-splash with a laugh later.
The reality is, these Three Little Rascals broke free of our gang and their time, stopped thru the decades, soaked up the sounds 'n' spuds. and like the lady and gentlemen they are, gifted us with the honor to hear their soundtrack of their brains and their wonderful rock 'n' rule of the now and forever. SHANNON AND THE CLAMS present to all of us the greatest present: their first LP for Hardly Art, Dreams in the Rat House.
Destruction Unit are an American band formed in the desert of Phoenix, Arizona. Dug up from the sonic landfills of the cosmos, these radical desert dwellers have built a reputation for both mesmerizing and terrorizing crowds with their sheer power and intensity. Like running head first into a spinning wall of sound, they have been described by the press as "a band who felt more like a horror movie than a band With guitars that were distorted beyond belief and acted more as auxiliary noise machines than instruments" (Transmission Entertainment) and "Suicide-meets-Chrome-meets-Hawkwind-meets-Screamers-meets-the-killer-last-scene-reveals-in-all-the-alien-episodes-of-The Twilight Zone" (LA Weekly) or more simply put, "punk rock" (Austin Town Hall). However, Destruction Unit's brand of feedback worship and heavy psych does not sacrifice songwriting or catchiness; to the contrary, "it's their subtleties-distant bubbling murmurs of noise, faint guitar noodling-that make for the best hooks." (Chicago Reader) The lineup features R. Rousseau (Reatards, The Wongs, Tokyo Electron) on Guitar and Vocals, brother Rusty Rousseau (Digital Leather) on bass, N. Nappa (Marshstepper, Nihilism) on Guitar, J. Aurelius (Pigeon Religion, Marshstepper, Avon Ladies) on Guitar and A. Flores (Urban Struggles) on drums.
The band was initially formed by R. Rousseau in the early 2000's with Jay Reatard (Reatards, Lost Sounds, Angry Angles) and Alicja Trout (Lost Sounds, Black Sunday). The three appeared together on the first release, 2000's My Disease 7", as well as the 2006 record Death To The New Flesh and Destruction Unit's debut LP, Self Destruction Of A Man. Destruction Unit were featured on The Screamers tribute The Necessary Effect, Screamers Songs Interpreted.
Milk Music are a band of American folk artists who make cosmic electric soul rock on the subject of life and the human condition. Their impeccable songwriting and style can be compared to artists such as the Velvet Underground, Gun Club, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, and the Meat Puppets. The band release everything themselves, highly by choice, not to keep a DIY aesthetic, but to ensure quality control over their products and presentation in an era when records tend to look and feel like unimportant shit. Although Milk Music have never had a record label, they have politely declined offers from dozens over the last 3 years including Mexican Summer, Jagjaguwar, and Vice Records.
Their beautifully pressed 1st album, "Beyond Living" has been working overtime for the guys for the last two years, circling the globe on word of mouth and selling thousands. The next LP, due for fall 2012, is going to be a real motherfucker.
Tuesday, June 25th
Doors @ 8, Music @ 9
$10 adv / $12 dos
1589 Madison Ave
Memphis, TN 38104
|Minimum Age: 21|
|Kid Friendly: No|
|Dog Friendly: No|
|Wheelchair Accessible: Yes!|