Friday, July 24, 2015

Not a lack of music, just a lack of writing.

I'm not sure why I haven't written anything in so long. Its not just on here, its essays, articles, journals that aren't censored. I have written nothing for months and it this lull needs to end. Even though this is my music blog there are so many things attached to the way I write about the experiences I have had at shows. My favorite band broke up: Free Clinic, and that really put a damper on my excitement for all of this. I really believed in them. They were young and talented and popular. I guess so many bands like that get a good run for their money, but isn't the run what is worth it? If you can look back and say you spent that many years of your life on tour meeting amazing people and seeing new places wouldn't it be worth it? And if you do get to go to shows and listen to this music and meet these amazing people, wouldn't you want to write about it? I don't know whats going on in my brain that has prevented me from self expression and exploration- maybe its in the charts.

So in memory of my favorite band ill post about that one night I went with them to Chapel Hill and we stayed the night in the green room above the venue on cots and one couch.
That's Egg and her sisters to the left and her sister's friend to the right
The girls at the Show. Morgan from Free Clinic- far right.
I drove to Egg's house  to meet her so we could ride together to the show. After countless vodkas and watching The Wahyas, who by the way are the cutest couple-duo, Pie Face Girls, Silent Lunch, Free Clinic and Daddy Issues  there were shots of something dark taken and me and Free Clinic headed to this bar called The Cave. Drunkenly praising everyone I made new friends and left my backpack. The night in the green room with the band was hilarious. We met some dudes who were renting out studio space on the other side, one running a printing press operation and the other was a painter. We were pretty sure they were on coke or molli all night and they wouldn't turn the god damned music down. There was bathroom sex during which at least two of us non-participants had to pee, there were trash bags full of PBR, blunts in the ash tray, and a stupid amount of photos taken by myself. I also somehow scored the only couch there was to sleep on while the rest of the kids took cots. By the next morning we all woke up freezing and tired because of the coked out artists in the studio beside us blasting the music and A/C alike. Morgan, Wes, Ben and I piled into Morgan's red and white Explorer and hit the road. The first stop was at a Hardees to collect a hangover curing breakfast, the next stop was on the side of the highway when we all woke up to Ben telling us we had run out of gas. So after farting around on the side of the highway for a while we were rescued with a can of enough gas to get us to a lovely redneck gas station where we saw a lovely lady that had a playboy bunny tattooed on each knuckle and a chained and vicious looking pit bull tattooed on her back. That was my last really great time with my favorite band, so I thought I should write about it, if not just to clear some of this clutter from my mind so I can write again.


Free Clinic: Sam, Wes, Morgan and Ben at The Cave

Morgan and Wes setting up cots

Green Room sleepover 

Ben and Sam, lots of laughing on this trip. 

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Phuzz Phest Wilmington Weekender

This post is really late because I am a slacker and I had way too much fun that night.
A couple weekends ago bits of Phuzz Phest ran through town giving us a sneak peak at some of the bands in their line up. Wilmington natives, Free Clinic, Tow3rs out of Ralieigh, Daddy Issues from Greensboro, and Couches all the way from San Francisco, CA graced the stage at Bourgie Nights with their presence.
Because I was trying to drink some vodka with my girl before the show I was late and missed Daddy Issues, BUT I have had the chance to see those chickadees play a few times before. Their shows always make me feel like such a girl, but in a good way. Like Go-Go rocker chicks from a different time, their fusion of 60's vibe and current alternative melodies always make me dance.
I must say that I was impressed with Couches and Tow3rs. I say this because I freaking love Free Clinic already and they are currently my favorite local sound. Couches brought a California vibe with them, and am I crazy to say that they had a sort of beach boys fused with punk mixed with garage pop sound? I here this beachy vibe especially when I listen to, "Infatuation". Check out their music at http://couchessf.bandcamp.com/ where their EP, Slackin' Since The 80's is available for just 5 bucks.
Free Clinic

After missing Daddy Issues and grooving with Couches an intermission of spilled drinks and unwanted cigarettes ensued as I waited for Free Clinic to get on stage. I was excited to show them off to a friend I had brought who had never seen them play. As always I stood in the front, eyes glued to those little babes. About halfway through the set I finally peeled my gaze away to see what my guest was thinking. The first thing out of his mouth was about how crowded the floor now was that Free Clinic was up on stage. It doesn't take an expert to deduce that whatever they are doing is working for them, and their fans. Yes, FANS, and they have a rad little following that grows by the show. Check out their bandcamp site where you can listen to, "Better", one of my personal favorites. Also, check out their video for, "Off My Rocker" which premiered at the Cucalorus Film Festival here in Wilmington, NC last year: Off My Rocker

P.S. I am totally in this video because it was filmed at a house show I attended. Look for the blonde in the crowd for like a millisecond.

The last show of the night was brought to us by Towers. I had heard of Towers before, but I don't think I had ever seen them. Apparently it was a whole band, but everyone quit leaving just Derrek Torres to run the show. That shit was kind of insane. He really reminded me of Trent Reznor when I saw NIN live. He was running everything, EVERYTHING. Running from one piece of equipment to another while effortlessly keeping his stage performance up was pretty cool. His silhouette blasted on the walls behind him by blue and white lights while his confidence masked any struggles he may have had. (There are always struggles with at least the sound at shows like this). Not only did he look cool and do it all by himself, the music sounded good! It does help that it was the end of the night and everyone had drinks in, but that floor was groovin' to his sound until the end. Give Towers a listen: http://t0w3rs.bandcamp.com/

By the early morning my 5 inch Posh Spice heels carried me to another bar, then finally home where I went to bed and my best friend ate all of my nachos, then passed out on my couch. All in all in was a pretty cool night. Each band is on facebook so if you like their music, like their page too. Its all about networking people!

Wilmington revamps with a new venue for Metal

Since saying goodbye to the Soapbox, Wilmington has be lacking in Heavy Metal and Hardcore shows due to the absence of a venue. What blows my mind is that what was once The Junction Pub, is now a decent venue. Yes, you locals who grew up here know what I mean. They completely revamped the interior, tearing down walls, heightening the ceiling, adding more pool tables and couches. Whoever is responsible for this change really stepped it up a notch because the stage looks great and the vibe is completely different there now. No longer is it a spot where 5 drunk red necks sit around the bar, mumbling until last call. The smartest thing going on here is the talent that is being booked. Quality talent brings a similar audience, making this venue the newest place in Wilmington to catch some decent shows. The night I went to check it out Open Wire, Susan Aquila, Fates Embrace, and Colton Leighton played with Tantric headlining.

My date introduced me to the guys of Open Wire and wrote a review that I'll post it below.
Not only did my date introduce me to the guys of Open Wire, he took me to one of their band meetings where I got to drink beers and hang out with them. They were so cool that when I asked if someone would teach me some things on drums, Phillip their drummer, who works as a drum instructor during the day, immediately offered to show me the basics. I sucked I think, I'm not sure I was like 4 beers deep. A break in between beers and mock sets gave me a behind the scenes experience as I sat in for their meeting. It reminded me of Sons of Anarchy with a long table set in the middle of the garage and all the guys around it in leather and jeans. As I listened to them talk about music, I realized they weren't just bullshitting about upcoming shows, but they were planning for their futures. I really think that's what sets a band apart from others- taking it seriously and living for it. If every show you play and every song you produce isn't a step ahead in your career pathway, you don't have enough faith in yourself. The guys of Open Wire have goals, they have a plan, and they have the confidence to make it in the industry.

My dates review:


Open Wire: A Band’s Band
Written by: Tripp Allen
First and foremost, rock music is not for everyone. There’s a certain mentality that comes along with listening to such tunes, much less, being a part of the rollercoaster that is a live show. The music is loud, the venues are usually not places you would find a church-going crowd and the smell of stale beer and cigarette smoke is always lingering in the air. Thus was the case of this particular gathering and it did not disappoint. This venue was a local dive bar of sorts that I had never heard of. The crowd ranged anywhere from comic-con types sporting turtle shell backpacks to big tit biker chicks and frat dudes in polo button downs. It was the kind of crowd you would expect to see anywhere with live music. However, unlike the rest of the mob, I was there to see one band and one band only, local up and coming metal group Open Wire. This would mark the first time I had heard them perform outside of computer speakers and it was one hell of a time.

 I first heard of Open Wire through the grape vine of the local music scene. Upon catching wind that they were playing a live show in my neck of the woods, I was eager to attend. The next Tuesday, I showed up to the venue Cardinal Bands & Billiards. The place reminded me of a pit stop you would take on a road trip to grab a beer. It was not The Ritz by any means, but who the fuck wants to hang out in swanky joints like that. I was ready for a face-melting rock show, which is exactly what I got. The dimly lit bar had a laid back atmosphere and smelled of alcohol fumes and maple syrup, thanks to the E-cig smoking cowboy a few tables back. The venue had a good sound as well as reasonably priced drinks and some nice pool tables that made it an enjoyable place to catch some live music. From what I could tell, Cardinal Bands & Billiards has established themselves well for such events.
                The headliner of the night was Tantric, a widely popular band that has certainly staked their claim in the music world and would not settle for just any openers. The first two acts were nothing to write home about. Sure, they were plenty entertaining if not even ITunes purchase worthy at times, but they were not the ear-bleed I had expected. A few sets later and a couple beers deep, Open Wire came to the stage, but not before scribbling their set list on a bar tab receipt—apparently a tradition of sorts for them that struck me as a cool touch. At this point, the crowd was the biggest it had been all night and the band did not let them sleep. The lead singers first order of business was to demand into the mic that everyone grab a drink and step to the front, which we all did. The band consists of four guys: Matt Thies, the lead singer, Eric Leray on bass, Dan Wuensch on guitar and Phil Milligan on drums. Right away it was apparent that these were the kind of guys you could hang out with, they carried an energy that is necessary for such a performance and ran with it. Before the music even started, the stage was set up for a good time. The drum kit was one of the most extravagant I had ever seen, consisting of enough equipment for a one-man show, it even donned the band name across the front which was a nice and professional touch. All other equipment was wireless and sleek, which added to the spectacle. It was obvious that these guys had done this before and were not fucking around. After Matt, the long-haired, leather jacket sporting front man, introduced the band and gave his opening speech, they kicked off their first track with what can only be described as a “hell yeah” start. Right away I knew this band had heart, all of them could hang and knew exactly what they were trying to accomplish. The tunes were a welcome beat that everyone could bob their heads to. Even if rock is not your scene, there is a spark in their sound that anyone can vibe with. They had a remarkable stage presence that ranged anywhere from synchronized headbanging to acrobatic backbends that all felt very natural and synched up perfectly with whatever tune was being played at the time. This band was obviously having a great time, which resonated with the crowd; even the bartenders began to jam out in between servings.

The music held true the entire set, reminding me of the soundtrack to an action movie of sorts and not the shitty Michael Bay kind. It was the type of sound that I picture hearing if a fight were to break out or if someone were walking slow-motion through a crowded club ready to whoop some ass. The lead singer’s voice and the band as a whole reminded me of equal parts Pantera and Danzig combined with their own unique spin on the kind of music that anyone attending a show such as this has come to know and love.  About half way through the set, I began to notice each individual’s stage presence and how it added to the show. During an Open Wire performance, one would be doing themselves a disservice to not observe each member showcase their own unique persona. Whether it be Phil and his well-timed drumstick spin in-between beats, which is a damn fine drumming signature, or Matt and his erratic use of the stage space, which ranged anywhere from dancing on the speakers to swinging from the rafters, one thing is for sure, this band knows how to put on a show. It is quite difficult, however, to take note of each individual during the set simply because they are so god damn entertaining to watch as a whole.

                Either way you slice it, Open Wire is the type of band that’s members play for the love of music, rather than some fame-oriented agenda. It is the type of rock that would be almost impossible for a music lover to listen to without a beer in hand. These four guys look the part, sound the part and have an originality to them that is a refreshing change of pace from the typical bullshit. I mean hell, they were all even moshing in the crowd after their set while the rest of the bands played. True and loyal metal heads. Open Wire is an ambitious band on the rise quickly making a name for themselves in the established and ever-expanding music scene of both Wilmington and North Carolina as a whole. Their debut album, Naked Dreams, is currently available for free download on Reverbnation and is highly recommended for anyone interested in some fresh sounds. Don’t be surprised if you start hearing the name Open Wire with more frequency in the near future, as they are a group to look out for. Open Wire, a true band’s band.


Friday, March 13, 2015

So you want to write about music?

"Oh so you want to write  about music?" Well you have to listen to a shit ton of music and all kinds too. Music you already love, music you have never heard of, and music that kind of sucks, I mean it might grow on you. So they say you have to take it all in and go to all the shows and see the good with the bad because you just never know. So that's what i'm doing, but I want to deliver whats coming from home. The music scene in North Carolina is growing more talented by the day, and with that ambition grows too. Downtown Wilmington keeps us on our toes with different venues hosting local musical talent each weekend at the least. In paying attention to the people that continuously surrounded me i noticed the connections that created a large web that intercepts each band with another. Each tour introduces a torrent of new comrades and connections expanding the web and possibilities for each striving artist. Originality and quality pour from the hearts of musicians eager to be heard and felt and remembered.
These are the shows that expose the talent that lurks underground or just enough in the shadows that the ones too blinded by the bright things never see it. These are the shows that might happen in someones house, music blasting from speakers situated in a living room or basement.
The music that comes from the ones who live in it.
These are the shows I can only catch by chance,
hold onto for an instant,
and in writing they live forever.
They were fucking fun.