Last Night Kickball and Clara Clara @ the Greenhouse
posted by June 5 at 13:36 PMon
posted by Jeff Kirby
I went to a house show deep in the Central District last night at a charming little abode called the Greenhouse, which was funny since most of the houses on that block are painted green. They hosted Olympia’s Kickball, who are just beginning their tour across the country to promote their new album. They were joined by French trio Clara Clara, new friends from Kickball’s recent trip overseas.
Clara Clara were a great keyboard, bass, and drum operation, all instrumental spare some occasional group chanting. They were described as “dance, love, and chaos between Deerhoof and Lightning Bolt,” and frankly that description was pretty spot-on. They had huge energy, their songs built to intense climaxes, and they looked like they were having a great time. Stoned Jaime, who was standing up front, told me, “Dude, I closed my eyes and there were like, galaxies…” Killer.
The only downside to the set was not their doing (maybe), something I am coining D.I.Y.B.O. There was a stench something fierce in that small, warm room, and frankly, I find that a bit selfish from whomever was responsible. Whether you don’t tend to this problem because you’re lazy or dirty, or because you honestly don’t realize how bad you smell to others, or maybe even because no matter what anyone tells you, you’re sure Tom’s of Maine is a front for Procter & Gamble, either way it’s rude and it sucks for people trying to enjoy a band. Never upstage a band with your stink; if people have to pay more attention to their mouth-breathing method than what the performers are doing and it is your fault you have failed as a concert-goer.
Kickball are not only talented songwriters and performers, they’re also adorable to watch. The singer, Jacob, is how I might have imagined Rivers Cuomo before his soul caught fire and disintegrated. The drummer Lisa comes up with inventive beats and rhythms with lots of clicks from the rims of her drums and the side of her snare, and also she’s pretty to look at. The two of them went to the woods, found a bear, and taught him to play the bass guitar. They performed most of their new album, Everything Is A Miracle Nothing Is A Miracle Everything Is, some cuts from their last album, and agreed with crowd demands to play their song “Party,” which had everyone chanting along one of the best lines ever: “Do you think about my naked body? / Does it make you hot? Does it make you want to party?”
For more on Kickball’s music check out their CD review in this upcoming week’s paper.