Tue, Oct 20
Protomartyr, Accessory
One of the sharpest lyricists working in American rock is a man who mostly talks rather than sings, and he is doing it in a two-hundred-capacity room on a Tuesday night in San Diego.
The delivery is the whole thing. He speaks over the band like somebody arguing with a television, and the band plays tense, wiry post-punk underneath that never quite resolves, so the songs stay clenched for their full length. The subject is almost always the Midwest — decay, institutional rot, the specific humiliations of a place being managed into decline by people who do not live there. It should be miserable. It is somehow very funny, which is the part recordings never fully capture.
Accessory opens. Doors at seven, on stage at eight.
October 20, Casbah, 2501 Kettner Blvd. Bring the friend who reads the lyrics before the second listen. The post-punk rooms in this city are small, loyal, and booked months ahead by people who never explain themselves to anyone.
One of the sharpest lyricists working in American rock is a man who mostly talks rather than sings, and he is doing it in a two-hundred-capacity room on a Tuesday night in San Diego.
The delivery is the whole thing. He speaks over the band like somebody arguing with a television, and the band plays tense, wiry post-punk underneath that never quite resolves, so the songs stay clenched for their full length. The subject is almost always the Midwest — decay, institutional rot, the specific humiliations of a place being managed into decline by people who do not live there. It should be miserable. It is somehow very funny, which is the part recordings never fully capture.
Accessory opens. Doors at seven, on stage at eight.
October 20, Casbah, 2501 Kettner Blvd. Bring the friend who reads the lyrics before the second listen. The post-punk rooms in this city are small, loyal, and booked months ahead by people who never explain themselves to anyone.
The delivery is the whole thing. He speaks over the band like somebody arguing with a television, and the band plays tense, wiry post-punk underneath that never quite resolves, so the songs stay clenched for their full length. The subject is almost always the Midwest — decay, institutional rot, the specific humiliations of a place being managed into decline by people who do not live there. It should be miserable. It is somehow very funny, which is the part recordings never fully capture.
Accessory opens. Doors at seven, on stage at eight.
October 20, Casbah, 2501 Kettner Blvd. Bring the friend who reads the lyrics before the second listen. The post-punk rooms in this city are small, loyal, and booked months ahead by people who never explain themselves to anyone.
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One of the sharpest lyricists working in American rock is a man who mostly talks rather than sings, and he is doing it in a two-hundred-capacity room on a Tuesday night in San Diego.
The delivery is the whole thing. He speaks over the band like somebody arguing with a television, and the band plays tense, wiry post-punk underneath that never quite resolves, so the songs stay clenched for their full length. The subject is almost always the Midwest — decay, institutional rot, the specific humiliations of a place being managed into decline by people who do not live there. It should be miserable. It is somehow very funny, which is the part recordings never fully capture.
Accessory opens. Doors at seven, on stage at eight.
October 20, Casbah, 2501 Kettner Blvd. Bring the friend who reads the lyrics before the second listen. The post-punk rooms in this city are small, loyal, and booked months ahead by people who never explain themselves to anyone.
The delivery is the whole thing. He speaks over the band like somebody arguing with a television, and the band plays tense, wiry post-punk underneath that never quite resolves, so the songs stay clenched for their full length. The subject is almost always the Midwest — decay, institutional rot, the specific humiliations of a place being managed into decline by people who do not live there. It should be miserable. It is somehow very funny, which is the part recordings never fully capture.
Accessory opens. Doors at seven, on stage at eight.
October 20, Casbah, 2501 Kettner Blvd. Bring the friend who reads the lyrics before the second listen. The post-punk rooms in this city are small, loyal, and booked months ahead by people who never explain themselves to anyone.
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