Last Night Past Lives & Talbot Tagora @ Chop Suey
posted by April 11 at 13:52 PMon
Casey Catherwood did a spotlight on Past Lives in his Underage column this week. They’re playing an all-ages show at the Redmond Firehouse tonight, and they played a most-ages show last night at Club Pop. I was a huge Blood Brothers fan. Thanks to a series of miscalculations and previous engagements I had still never seen Past Lives. I’ve already taken the Jaguar Love demos off my iPod. I had my hopes up.
Talbot Tagora opened with their reverb-soaked, brain churning punk. This band makes me feel like I’m taking crazy pills. As a musician, trying to figure out the logic between their riffs and transitions is like putting together a jigsaw puzzle on hallucinogens. I have no idea how they make the sound they do; their approach is completely foreign to me. But it compels me, draws me toward it. There was a video of Point Break playing behind them. During the last song, “Ephemereal Summer,” the band built to a minor but poignant climax as all the stage lights went red and Ronald Regan used a gas pump as a blowtorch. It was perfect.
DJ Fat Buddy Holly, aka Spencer Moody, got the dance floor moving between sets. There were lots of neon spandex and tank tops. He played that song by Juvenile that sounds exactly like “Back That Ass Up,” but isn’t. The cops showed up and complained about the volume again. Standing directly outside the venue I could barely hear what was going on inside. It was like hearing my roommate’s stereo from across the hall. Who the fuck is complaining about this?
The movie changed from Point Break to Kids for Past Lives set, but whoever was running the DVD player skipped the opening sex scene. Past Lives reinforced that it was indeed the rhythm section of the Blood Brothers that always had me coming back for more. No one plays the drums quite like Mark Gajadhar - he understands the snare drum like a dominatrix, beating it at all the right times in all the right places. Morgan Henderson plays guitar, but he plays it like a bass, and just like in the Blood Brothers his rhythms are more pronounced than the melodies. Devon Welch’s guitar lines are understated and elegant, Jordan Blilie needs no other singer to share the spotlight. The first part of the set pulled me in, but the last two songs won me over. Scrawled “Strange” and “Chrome” on their setlist, these songs got the entire floor dancing and yelling, proving that if Past Lives feel like it, they can turn up the energy just as high as when they were younger, sassier, and less refined.