Showing posts with label Kung Fu Grip. Show all posts
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Monday, May 4, 2009

Music at Has Beans, Brooklyn, May 2, 2009

Text and photos © Robert Barry Francos
Flyer from Internet


I was told the Saturday, May 2nd show was to start at 5 PM. Even says so in big letters on the flyer. Anthony K, who is in three or four groups these days (most with his cousin Ricky Wells, including Kung Fu Grip, as he was listed on the flyer), invited me through Facebook. Didn’t know anyone else on the bill other than Object, but it has certainly been a while since I’ve seen Anthony, and for Object it is even longer, so I decided to go for it.

For once the train was efficient (even though they’ve been working on the wooden staircase in my station for over four months…how long does it take to lay a plank? But I digress), and I ended up getting to the Has Bean coffee shop at 620 Fifth Avenue (basically behind where the Prospect Expressway meets the Gowanus/Brooklyn-Queens Expressway) at 4:30. No one was there yet, other than customers with laptops, and the very nice woman behind the counter who said she didn’t know much about it, but it was probably going to start 6 or 7 PM. So I did what came naturally: I had a coffee and read the Arts section of the Sunday New York Times on Saturday. Found out that England had just picked its first Poet Laurete after over 300 years.

Of course, while I was waiting, I also checked the place out. Has Beans definitely has its charm. There was no stage area, but the tables in the front were moved to make room by the window (which always made the most sense to me rather than having the performances in the back, because you want to attract people). The width of the room was approximately the height of my apartment’s ceiling, about 10 or 11 feet, and it was probably three times that to the counter, with about 10 square 2-person tables (and free wifi). It was a nice space for a show, and I want to thank them for taking the chance.

The promoters came first, being artist-type Lyssa Lovelyss (who runs Rusted Conceptons bookings, fanzine, and CD compilations) and laid-back Vin, who also make up the group Generic Kitty. I love it when musicians set up showcases for others and themselves, like the Nerve! did at Peggy O’Neil’s (KeySpan Park, Coney Island), Monty Love at Dock Street (Staten Island), or Anthony and Ricky – when they were a duo known as Good Grief – did at Limestone (Boro Park). Usually the groups are more eclectic and it feels more personal. Between smokes, Vin set up the small PA system (basically an amp, a stand, and a microphone), and ‘Lyss looked bored and indifferent, while two kids in her charge (including her 10 year old sister) ran around the place.

The first band to show up was Vanderveer St, (is it St. or Street?) from Queens Village. While two members were playing acoustically, the whole band (and parents) was there in support. They looked so familiar, and I wonder if they were in previous bands I’ve seen before. Guys? Then Object arrived, and I sat and talked with them for a while, catching up with Maria Schettino and Eric Kramer. Shortly following it was Ricky Wells, who was momentarily preceded Anthony K and his significant other, Desiree Taranto, along with a jolly crowd of followers. The conversation continued with them, as I’ve known many of them since they were teens. Joseph Baginski arrived just as the show was starting, and Dead Leaf Echo, a Brooklyn band, did not show up until much later, having gotten lost.

[Vanderveer St.]
The first band to play was Vanderveer St. Starting around 6:15, two members of the group, vox/guitarist Billy Kupillas and bassist Thomas O’Brien, came up first, both with guitars. It seemed that their intentions were that they were just going to have fun, and they did. And in doing that, so did the rest of the audience. There was banter and joyful insults back and forth between Billy and the rest of the band who sat in the back, and everyone had a good time. They obviously were winging it, because they’d be in a song and realize that there was a drum solo, but no drums, so they shouted out, “Drum solo!” in the appropriate places, and paused. And Thomas’s bass solo sounded all the stranger on the acoustic guitar, but in a good way. VS were a good start. I also admire that they stuck around for almost the whole show.

Between the bands, Vin smoked and Lyss looked appropriately bored. I gave her my card, and she basically showed no interest whatsoever. Not sure if she was being “cool” or being cold. Kinda distracting. She watched and videoed the bands, but really did not seem to be present. Maybe it’s me…

[Anthony K, of Kung Fu Grip]
Anthony K came on next. He kept saying, in a self-deprecating way, “I’m not in the mood to do this!” to anyone who would listen, but he still did fine. I’ve seen him perform some acoustic stuff before, with Ricky, but he sounded alright by himself. While not as flashing a guitarist as his cousin, Anthony is more meat and ‘taters (though he’s a madman drummer when he plays). Funny thing is that when electrified, Anthony sounds like he could be in some Northwest post-grunge outfit, but when he plays the same songs acoustically, they translate amazingly well into singer-songwriter. He finished his set with one of my favorite songs of his, about his girlfriend (which reminds me, in spots, of Lennon’s “Julia”).

Through the first three sets, there was a table of older regulars in their 60s sitting behind me, who conversationally talked loudly over the music, and I wanted to turn to them and say, “How about a little respect for the music,” but they did not look like they would be receptive, and they obviously didn’t care. So, I took the high ground and respected my elders. If they were younger, I may have said something.

[Dead Leaf Echo]
Here’s where things began to get a bit weird. Two members of Dead Leaf Echo came on next, though I believe they were supposed to come on earlier, but were late, as I mentioned earlier. Up until them, everything had been acoustic, but they brought in four amps, an electric guitar with an elaborate foot pedal setup, and a huge synth keyboard. The music was ambient, in an electronica way, and while it was played well, I found it incredibly somnambulistic, and yet amazingly loud, especially when Mike D. pushed the petals. Liza B. didn’t really have much to do other than press a chord on the synth every bar or so, and sing a single note for a bar in a Linda McCartney quality. They seemed like nice people, but I was glad when they were over.

[Joseph Baginski]
The amp that Vin brought burned out, and Joseph Baginski’s guitar was buzzing, so it took a hell of a long time to sort it out. Finally, after about 45 minutes and it was dark outside, Joseph started to sing, and I winced. Yeah, he plays guitar right handed and upside down, but the man couldn’t sing on key to save his life, and the out of tune guitar didn’t help much. Also he mumbled all the lyrics like Dylan or Kobain (though I would assume Baginski would say the latter, since he had his hair dyed and cut very Kurt-like). The songs may have had deep lyrics, but I couldn’t tell through the tuneless vocals. Everyone I caught eye contact with gave me a wincing look, as if to say, “Ow.” I hope I don’t have to review any of his CDs going forward, and I didn’t introduce myself to him, as I did with Vanderveer St. or lifeless Lovelyss.

[Object]
Happily, next up was the highlight of the night, Object. Damn, they’re a great duo. Eric Kramer is on guitar and vox, and Maria Schettino handles all the percussion, which was wide and varied this night. The songs are both melodic and complex; Eric has a way with words and can sing. This night was extremely special, as it was the debut of Maria on guitar as they both played acoustic for one number. She did great. When they play, even when the songs are about distressing subjects, they look like they are having fun up there, and it translates to the audience. They’re both very open as artists, and someone needs to record them more. By this time in the evening, the table behind me was minus the talkers, so it was even better.

[Generic Kitty]
Last up were Generic Kitty, made up of the couple than ran the show, Lovelyss and Vin. For the first couple of songs, Vin strummed guitar and ‘Lyss sat cross-legged in a chair and sang (while her two young charges sat in front and talked through most of the set). After a couple of songs, she picked up her guitar and they both strummed as she sang. The songs were a bit simplistic, but okay, in a soft, Kyma Dawson, post-grunge way. They were actually all right, though the vocals were a bit emotionless, even the song about someone the protagonist does not like (written by ‘Lyss with her 10-year-old sis). When GK started, the place had been pretty empty, but everyone who stepped out came back as they started, which in the small place pretty much filled it up, I’m happy to say.

After the set, I had a nice, short talk with Vin, and gave him my card, to which he sounded receptive. Despite my teasing about the hot and cold from the couple, I hope they produce more shows like this. Vin is from western New Jersey and ‘Lyss is from Brooklyn, so he will be coming here somewhat regularly, I would think. Given that, the opportunity for them to do more shows is a possibility. I hope they jump on it, which is good for them, and for the local scene. Everyone should check Rusted Conceptions out at www.myspace.com/rustedconcept.

After some goodbyes to Anthony K and his crowd, it was off to the subway for a much longer ride home. But it was worth it because it was a good night.

Monday, August 20, 2007

2 Live Shows: Dave Rave, Randy Nerve/Toli Nameless/Kung Fu Grip

Dave Rave/Mark McCarron CD Release Party, D Lounge, NYC 6/20/2007

Many rockers and punkers, as they reach a level of maturity, seem to seek out a more varied means of expression. Even some hardcore SoCals have started releasing singer-songwriter output.
One of the more flexile artists over the past few years seems to be Dave Rave DesRoches. While not going through as many bands as, say, Kenne Highland, Dave has shown his versatility through such diverse acts as the Shakers, Teenage Head (both back-up and lead), The Dave Rave Conspiracy, and Dave and Agnelli (to name just a few). While there has been some consistency in his pop rock/punk, he also has not stagnated into a formula. One may say he’s more of an auteur. This is quite evident listening to his CDs, “The Dave Rave Anthology”, volumes 1 and 2 (Bullseye Records of Canada).
Lately, Dave has collaborated with Mark McCarron, a first-rate journeyman jazz/rock guitarist. Mark has deepened Dave’s palate, as has Dave’s association with Vancouver’s Bongobeat Records’ founder, Ralph Alphonso (who used to manage the Toronto punk band Diodes, and now fronts the more jazzy RALPH).
Dave and Mark have now released a CD of (all but one) originals titled “In The Blues of My Dreams” (Bullseye). On April 20, 2007, Dave had a CD release party at D Lounge, off Union Square Park in New York. As a fan of Dave, I was interested in going. Also, I had just gotten my digi camera, so I was itching to try it out in a live music situation. End result was not great, but I’m learning. Link to the photos are below.
The place was warm and intimate, with an occasional celeb sighting, like
Television’s Billy Ficca. My partner and I sat towards the back, and settled in. While waiting for the show to start, I had the opportunity to finally meet Bullseye’s rep and v-mail tag partner, Lisa Millar. I was also grateful to get to say hello to Dave’s (sort-of) ex-musical partner, Lauren Agnelli, whom I first met when I interviewed her earlier band, Nervus Rex (I was the first!). Of course, this was post her gig as a rock writer, and pre her folkie days as a Washington Square). By the way, check out her own CD of chanteuse material, “Love Always Follows Me” (Bongobeat).
As the set began, Mark came out with his full group, including strings and woodwinds. This was a similar set-up as when I saw Dave play with the Vancouver group, Bedsit Poets (their CD is also on Bongobeat, but I have not heard it yet).
The music was quite fresh. So new, Dave had the lyrics with him. Between songs of life and love, Dave pattered in his usual and charming self-deprecating way, curly hair tussled and bouncing. He immediately put everyone into the groove.
Most of the songs were off the new CD, like the catch-laden and very memorable “At the End of Day”. There was also “Sunday of My Dream” and the humorously sad, “Bad Day”, which had a bit of audience participation built in.
Of course, with Lauren in the audience, anyone familiar with them at all knew (and hoped) she was going to join in on stage for a few duets, and she even managed a solo.
On the way out, I made sure to snag a copy of the new CD, which I have to say, glows with Dave’s personality and Mark’s musical leading. I won’t lie, I would love to see Dave strap on the electric guitar again, but meanwhile, we can all enjoy his sounds for a rainy afternoon.

Randy Nerve/Toli Nameless/Kung Fu Grip, Vox Pop, Brooklyn, 6/22/2007
For those who don’t know, there is a small leftist bookstore on Courtelyou Road in Brooklyn that serves up great coffee, interesting lectures, and some diverse musical acts.
On June 22, 2007, I moseyed over there. When I arrived, The Sea That Dried Up was on stage, who is basically a guy with a vibraphone and a feedback machine. He would hit a couple of notes, loop it, and then add a few more, until it was a continuous, loud, and incredibly annoying sound. I’m not a fan of electronica, and this is an example of why. I tried to be open, and looked through some books, finding one I liked. After a few minutes, I knew I had reached saturation, so I brought the book to the front, asked them to hold it, and went out for some pizza, hoping it was over when I was done with my two squares (aka Sicilian style).
When I got back, he was still on. I put in some earplugs and checked out some more books. After the stage noise ended, I took out the earplugs and went back for the book and a big cup o’ coffee, meeting the cool server who is a punker recently moved here from Boston. .
Then I sat down with my cup and waited for the first act I wanted to see, Randy Nerve. I got to know Randy from his previous group, the Nerve! The first time I saw them was at the belated Brooklyn venue, the Punk Temple. Meanwhile, I’d seen Randy perform solo a few times, and it was always enjoyable.
With a love of ‘60s rock (e.g., Pink Floyd) and punk (e.g., Ramones), Randy uses the acoustic guitar no different than an electric, as does Ed Hammil (Hammil on Trial), playing rock and punk styles on hollow wood. This gives his songs a dialectic reversed answer to Dylan going electric. Mixed with some Nerve! songs and cool covers, there was also some newer material he wrote solo, or with sometime writing partner (and ex-drummer of the Nerve!) Anthony, of Kung Fu Grip.
As Randy played, the place began to fill, including some familiar faces. Also arriving were KFG’s Anthony & Ricky, along with their lovely companions, Desiree and Laura (respectively). When not jumping around taking pictures (link is below), I sat with the KFGers.
Between sets, I talked to them about work, school, and overzealous subway cops. Anthony gave me a copy of their CD (myspace.com/kungfugrip), which I highly recommend.
Amid gigs, Randy is a regular subway busker, usually on the F line. During his travels, he meets other musicians. In typical Randy style, he invited the next artist to play this night, Toli Nameless.
Toli is known for her jazzy vocals, and her trombone playing. She was accompanied by poet/rapper/musician Yako on guitar and percussion. When Toli opened up her case, it seems the trombone was broken, so that was out, unfortunately. But it also gave the audience a chance to listen to more of her voice.
Rather than jazz, Brooklyn native Toli focused on some political-dominated Rasta reggae, full of rev-o-lu-tion and social commentary. Very powerful stuff that surely would have made Marley proud. And through it all, Yako kept the rhythm going.
Last up were cousins Anthony and Ricky, formerly of Good Grief (led by Ricky) and now the core of Kung Fu Grip (led by Anthony). Ricky is a phenomenal guitarist and Anthony is a solid songwriter in the post-grunge vein. Together, in this case with both on acoustic guitars, they are quite formidable.
Their songs are actually quite adaptable from full rock band to softer acoustic, definitely lighting up the evening even more. I fought the urge to call out for some of their pre-KFG material like “Intro” and “Greatest Band in the World”. These guys are tight. It wouldn’t surprise me to hear of their success in the biz.
After saying my byes, I took a couple of pictures of Desiree dancing to Randy’s conga drumming. Yeah, this night, the rhythm was right.

Photos: http://community.webshots.com/user/ffranzos2006v1

Monday, May 14, 2007

CD Reviews

More reviews:

Francos_DaveRave_LivingRoom_050306_04DAVE RAVE Anthology Vol. 1 (bullseyecanada.com)
DAVE RAVE Anthology Vol. 2 (bullseyecanada.com) While many people in the US don’t know Dave Rave DesRoches, up in his native Hamilton, Ontario (aka “The Hammer”), he is one of the larger hometown rock’n’roll heroes, with a wide history that goes back to the ‘70s. I’ve known him a number of years, though we’ve probably met three or four times. Nice guy, and his music is certainly well represented on these two CDs, covering his entire history in over 2 hours. His earliest periods were spent in bands like the Shakers and the Trouble Boys, where he was a pop maven who could have been the bastard child of Dave Edmunds and Nick Lowe, possibly brother of the Plimsouls, if such a thing were possible. This is especially true in songs like “Out the Door”. And his cover of the Flamin’ Groovies’ “Shake Some Action” shows you his interests and influences. Then he officially joined Hamilton’s top cult band, Teenage Head as vocalist (he played with them on and off over their long history). There his material became more rock focused, but never lost the beat. After leaving the Head, he joined with A+ rock writer/historian/musician Gary Pig Gold and Coyote Shivers to form the Dave Rave Group. At this point he started to expand his musical repertoire into more melodic pop rock with deeper lyrics and less formulaic song structures. For me, one of his high points was when he joined up with ex-Nervus Rex/Washington Squares’ Lauren Agnelli to form Rave & Agnelli. Their voices work so well together, and their songwriting is sharp. In his latest incarnation, Dave Rave & Mark McCarron, Dave delves into some rock jazz, ever expanding his style. The first CD covers the more pop and rock side, and the second is focused on his more esoteric stylings. This is an excellent overview, with too many great songs to pick out a few (37 songs in total). Worth checking out. – RBF
Here's some of my pictures of his record release party in New York at The Living Room: http://entertainment.webshots.com/album/551749973CELLPC

FIRE BUG – “End of the World” (Buddha Belt, c/o firebugmusic.com). There’s four songs, and the last is just a shorter version of the first (“End of the World”). I enjoyed this, and wanted more, damn it. Vocalist Juliette Tworsey has a solid rock voice, reminiscent of Marge Reynolds of the ‘80s Brooklyn band Flame, but definitely has a uniqueness to help it stand out. Not only are the songs well sung, but they’re written with a strong catch (I can see hands waving as the chorus of “Hey, my, my/No need to worry”) comes out the amp at a concert. The musicianship is matched by the superb production values that highlight without burying. I want more. And yes, this made it to my iPod. Check out their superb video on YouTube. – RBF

Kung Fu GripKUNG FU GRIP “S/T” (myspace.com/kungfugrip). The core of KFG is vox/rhythm guitarist/drummer Anthony Kapfer and lead guitarist (and Anthony’s cousin) Ricky, who used to be in a duo, Good Grief (with Ricky as main voice). They became instant south Brooklyn icons after filling in at a gig when a band was a no-show (yes, I was there). Since then, they’ve played numerous times, and Anthony has been with many other bands (usually as drummer), such as The Nerve! KFG is essentially Anthony’s group, with Ricky’s massive support, and an additional bassist and drummer (for live gig purposes). KFG wave their influences on banners, including Foo Fighters, local legends Monty Love, the Nerve!, and even some of the more pop edges of the Beatles. Anthony shows on this CD that he can definitely lead, with catchy songwriting. Whether it’s the buzzsaw screamo of “W.I.P”, the catchy, hard yet melodic opening “Taking the Fall”, or the schmaltzy love poem to Anthony’s girlfriend Desiree, the songs stay with the listener. For a new outfit (even though Anthony and Ricky have been playing together since childhood), this is a dead-on first effort. Both guys are worth keeping a watch. – RBF
Kung Fu Grip and Randy Nerve playing the Southpaw, in Brooklyn: http://entertainment.webshots.com/album/556061584nCLNsa

VARIOUS ARTISTS – Fuzztones: Illegitimate Spawn – The Fuzztones Tribute Album (Sin, Postfach 21035, 10121 Berlin, Germany). I had to ask myself, really, is the Fuzztones important enough to have not only a tribute CD, but also a two-disk one? Well, hell yeah. The Fuzztones are to the garage revival sound what the Cramps are to rockabilly: a raucous, psychotronic vision of the genre, thereby creating a sub-genre all their own. With Rudi Prodrudi’s vocals (hero = Jerry Lee Lewis) and Deb O’Nair’s (hero = Nancy Sinatra) signature farfisa, they swamped up the garage sound in the ‘80s retro psychedelic sound that idolized bands like the Music Machine and the Standells). And here is an international collection of bands that recognize the ‘Tones importance. There are so many good cuts, I’ll just pick a few here and there from the 42 selections at well over 2 hours. The collection starts off strong with The Sparkling Bombs (France) doing “This Sinister Urge”. There’s a beautiful and powerful rendition of “Charlotte’s Remains” by “Gondolieri (Argentina). My favorite growlsters and old pals the She Wolves (v.1, USA) do a rough and ready “Heathen Set”. Plasticland (USA) do one of the Fuzztones’ early classics, “Ward 81”. Jayne County (USA) beautifully does “You Tarzan, Me Jane” (with the lyrics ”Women are women and men are men”). Nikki Sudden (Germany), while being a coup for the collection, contributes one of the weaker performances with “Just Once”. The Deltones (Finland) go a fab “Third Time’s the Charm”, and Hank Ray (Germany) handles a very flat, nearly scary “Ghost Clinic.” This CD ends with a complete tribute rave-up by Manganzoides (Peru) with “Fuzztomano Piedricolas”. There’s at least two original songs here named for keyboardist Deb O’Nair. And rightfully so. Pre-Fuzzones' Tina Peel is represented with "Fabian Lips" by Aliens & Strangers, from Rudi and Deb's home turf of Harrisburg, PA. I’m just sorry no one covered more of their bizarre middle-period tunes, like “Bent Nail Syndrome” (though Sons of the Moon (US) do a gr-8 and humorous “Johnson in a Headlock”). As a scene that’s dedicated to the obscure, this would have been a coup. This compilation is a must-have for the garage revivalist. – RBF
Two photos I took of the Fuzztones from the early '80s at Irving Plaza:
http://groups.msn.com/CelebritiesMusicians1/moremusicians6.msnw?action=ShowPhoto&PhotoID=324
http://groups.msn.com/CelebritiesMusicians1/moremusicians6.msnw?action=ShowPhoto&PhotoID=323

As always, comments are welcome.