We missed the launch of Leeds’ Instant Bin‘s cracking album last Friday, but today it marks the start of a new feature for loudwomen.org – our Friday Soundtrack. Crank up ‘There’s Something Poisonous in the Water’ to 11 on repeat – it’s the drums-and-bass punk anthem of today.
Save top track ‘I’m Important’ for lunchtime heavy rotation (and try not to sing the chorus to your boss afterwards).
Today’s video of the day comes from Crystalline – Sweet Tooth. A moreish indierock treat.
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Today’s track of the day is some raunchy indierock in the form of ‘My Man’ by Sick Love. They are touring Ireland and the UK this month to support the release of their EP – catch them at The Dublin Castle tonight and The Grand Social in Dublin on Sat 30th Nov.
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Today’s video of the day is Maita’s debut single ‘Can’t Blame a Kid’ – just out on the legendary Kill Rock Stars label. A pop punk masterclass.
Portland, Oregan’s Maria Maita-Keppeler explains the inspiration behind the song and the video:
“‘Can’t Blame a Kid’ takes a stab at unpacking the insecurities that I’d built up from childhood, zeroing in on a particular relationship that bore a lot of weight on me throughout my adolescence. For many years it was easy for me to blame a lack of confidence and self-worth on this relationship, and writing this song helped me to find resolution by bringing light to the futility of harboring resentment against children, as we all were back in the formative days that inspired the song. It really is fascinating, though unfortunate, that we are often at our most callous at the age when we are also the most fragile.
The video was a lot of fun for me to make. I’d always wanted to make a finger-painting video for this song, something that echoed the wild, colorful, cathartic nature of the song. Shortly before the release of the single, I realized that it was in my power to do so: I had an iPhone camera and a white wall in my basement. I’d never attempted to produce a video before, so I demanded utmost privacy–I didn’t even let anyone enter the room to press the record button. It was liberating to do one 4 minute take and have the video essentially finished. I feel particularly proud of this video considering the meaning behind “Can’t Blame a Kid”. It was empowering to have the opportunity to take ownership of a vision and execute it was on my own, a task that required a degree of self-assuredness and confidence that would have seemed wildly out of reach to my childhood self.”
MAITA’S debut LP, Best Wishes, was produced by Maita-Keppeler and Matthew Zeltzer, and tracked live at the 100-year-old Ok Theatre in Enterprise, Oregon and Room 13 in Portland, Oregon. 2020 tour dates and release details for Best Wishes will be announced soon.
Track of the day today is the Isle of Wight’s Lauran Hibberd’s ‘Sweat Patch’ – a slick, brat-punk banger with high Nirvana content. She says of the track:
“Sweat Patch is arguably a song about drugs, but it’s not like I’m trying to be cool about it. I’m pretty much frigid with anything unprescribed. But because of that, this song is based on my idea of that world. There’s loads of songs about getting high, not as many songs about watching and I guess analysing other people do it. I guess this is me, soberly sat in a room watching all of my friends take drugs. I guess there’s also a nod to the elephant in the room, A DUDE. There’s always a dude! And I guess this song stemmed from me being into this guy, but he was pretty much into other things more.”
Catch Lauran Hibberd on tour:
19 Nov – Molotow Sky Bar, Hamburg*
20 Nov – Vega Small Hall, Copenhagen*
22 Nov – Musik & Frieden, Berlin*
23 Nov – Proxima, Warsaw*
24 Nov – Rock Cafe, Prague*
26 Nov – Flex Café, Vienna*
27 Nov – Strom, Munich*
30 Nov – Razzmatazz Room 3, Barcelona*
01 Dec – Moby Dick, Madrid*
15 Feb – The Joiners, Southampton
16 Feb – The Louisiana, Bristol
18 Feb – The Bodega, Nottingham
19 Feb – The Deaf Institute, Manchester
20 Feb – Camden Assembly, London
*The Regrettes support
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Live review by Tony Rounce. Photos by Keira-Anee Photography.
A wonderful career: the final curtain for one of the finest bands of the past few years …
Once upon a time there were two men and a woman who made a truly joyful musical noise in the studio and on stage. Their fan base was expanding with every show they played, and their future potential was looking limitless.
Then all of a sudden, three became two. The drummer got very sick, very suddenly, and died at just 30 years of age. The others missed their friend and colleague greatly. Rather than looking for a permanent replacement, they decided to close the door on that particular chapter of their musical careers, and find new projects to challenge that limitless future potential.
Thus it was that Jade Ellins and Sam Asbury – plus a trio of percussive pals – gave their friend and colleague Alessandro ‘Al’ Salzano a truly memorable ‘going away party’ at Long Teeth’s last ever gig at Dalston’s Shacklewell Arms (with excellent support slots from Gold Baby and Mango that need to be acknowledged, but I hope neither band will feel slighted if that’s all I do here).
It was cold outside, but the venue was filled with a near capacity crowd displaying warmth and appreciation for a top musician – and, according to those who knew him as a friend as well as a drummer, a totally top bloke as well. If you never got the chance to see LT, let me offer you these musical comparisons: think early Talking Heads with a side order of Gang Of Four and/or their female counterparts the Delta Five. If you caught any of those bands in their pomp you would recognise LT as being kindred spirits, with Sam’s pithy, perceptive lyrics and his urgent delivery thereof being complemented by jagged and all-powerful guitar work – underpinned in a thunderous manner by Jade’s rock solid bass playing and crucial vocal contributions. If you have ever seen Jade fronting the currently-on-extended-hiatus DOLLS you will be well aware of her own extraordinary abilities as a guitarist and vocalist, and she carries herself as a bassist in a similarly dominant manner.
With the assistance of not one but three of their chums occupying Al’s drum stool at various points, they performed 11 songs in an ecstatically received 40+ minute set with the exhilaration of a band that was just starting out, rather than one that was saying goodbye.
And what of those songs? Well, the other purpose of the evening was to launch a limited edition, beautifully packaged vinyl mini-album containing 8 tracks that comprise almost their complete discography. Four of those songs had previously appeared on their 2017 ‘Canned Laughter’ CD EP, while four were new and had been completed with Al shortly before he passed away. It was and is a worthy project that I hope everyone in the Shacklewell purchased at least one copy of, as all profits made on the sales are going to the North London Hospice.
The magnificent ‘Canned Laughter’ and ‘Nice Guys’ got the loud part of set underway in earnest after Jade brought things in calmly with ‘Walk In The Water’. After a brief dialogue from Sam about the purpose of the evening three of the LP’s new tracks got their final public airing, the fantastic and lyrically wry ‘Never Wanted A Job’ particularly stressing what we are going to miss.
‘URA Winner’ from ‘Canned Laughter’ paved the way for a couple of great numbers from the trio’s deep catalogue, their 2015 CD single ‘Famous Girls’ and the even earlier ‘Little Machine’, before the LP’s title track ‘White T-Shirt’ gave notice that the end was nigh – and that it was inevitably going to come with the mighty ‘Pangea’ which – in a truly magical moment towards the end of the song – featured all three of the drummers who had subbed for Al playing simultaneously in a Burundi like manner, while Sam riffed relentlessly from the audience and Jade screamed the chorus line “My Name Is Pangea, I’ve Had A Wonderful Career” like the lives of all present depended on her doing so. It seemed a somehow fitting way to end a final set by a band that really should have had a much longer ‘wonderful career’, had The Grim Reaper not decided otherwise.
It was an emotional night, but in a happy and positive way. A great send off for a great musician, and a great group. I did suggest to Sam afterwards that they should make it an annual event, but he was adamant that we had all seen the last of Long Teeth and that there would be no repeat performance, ever. He and Jade now have their relatively new project Big Sea Creatures, while just the night before I witnessed Jade’s great debut gig on bass with the excellent Abjects at the Windmill in Brixton. DOLLS may be on hiatus, but that concept is not done and dusted either. The pair have plenty to occupy them going forwards. Whatever the future brings they can look back on this part of their past with extreme pride – and an exit that concluded Long Teeth’s own career on the highest of highs.
Big Sea Creatures have upcoming gigs in December at the Hope & Anchor on the 4th and the Finsbury on the 9th. Hopefully there will be more Abjects gigs to come soon, too…
If you were not there last night and would like to buy the ‘White T-Shirt’ album please find LT’s Facebook page and proceed accordingly!
