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| King Khan and His Sensational Shrines |
Back To Brooklyn
I have never made it to all four days of Northside Festival. Exhaustion, Father's Day, and just not wanting to be away from my family for another day have all contributed to the fact that two or three days are usually all I can muster. On Friday, I was dragging after getting home in the wee hours of the morning from Thursday's festivities. I sucked it up, though, and headed to Bushwick for a BBQ at Baranquilla studios featuring several of our friends including Psychiatric Metaphors and The Off White.
The camera stayed in the car, and I just relaxed there listening to Hot Curl after the arduous drive. I decided I should probably check out something official. As I arrived at my car to maybe head over to Alphaville, the exhaustion caught up with me; and I just decided to pack it in. We had a family event early the next morning, and I needed sleep.
So that was Day 2.
On Saturday, we got home from our thing at about 5:30. It was near Trenton, and I just could not drive anymore. Instead, I took the train to go see King Khan and The Shrines at Brooklyn Bowl. Just reading and relaxing as I putt-putted my way up to the city for 90 minutes was paradise.
As I entered Brooklyn Bowl, local band Las Rosas were already on stage. They play engaging psych / garage pop and have an album, Everyone Gets Exactly What They Want, coming later this year via Ernest Jenning Record Co. Also, I immediately recognized BOYTOY's Glenn Van Dyke on guitar which was cool.
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| Las Rosas |
Next up were Giorgio Murderer, the synth punk alter ego of New Orleans, Louisiana's Buck Biloxi. Biloxi / Murderer took the stage in one of those all-black body stocking / Root Suit things underneath a camo jacket and orange shorts. He spoke mostly unintelligibly, his voice altered with that Cylon centurion effect from Battlestar Galactica. The music was mostly straight-ahead, power chord punk with the addition of synths. And it was all strangely awesome and awesomely strange.
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| Giorgio Murderer |
At just about 10, the stage was set up for King Khan and The Shrines. Guitarist / emcee Mr. Speedfinger introduced the king and things were off. Horns blaring, keyboardist Fredovitch spinning and holding his keyboard over his head, King Khan exhorting the crowd to dance and shout back at him call-and-response style, it was everything I'd come to expect from my past experiences at King Khan's shows.
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| King Khan |
At one point, a bunch of guys started moshing up front; and Khan told them, "Hey. This is people dancing and having a good time. It's not an exercise class. It's not an Agnostic Front show, though sometimes I wish it was." That calmed them down and it was back to just dancing. Through three different costumes, an hourlong set, and a wild encore, King Khan and The Shrines had Brooklyn Bowl cutting loose for a joyous party.
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| Fredovitch |
When everything was over, I pushed my way through the incoming clubbers and hustled back out to the street to make my way home. I pulled into the train station at about 2:20 in the morning. My feet hurt and I was hungry; but, even all those hours later, I still felt the adrenaline of the show.
It's back to Brooklyn one more time tonight for the great Brian Wilson, provided my badge gets me in.
You can see pictures from all of last night's sets in the Flickr galleries.
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