Photo by Jeff "Turbo" Corrigan
Shot on Scene
If you remember the Bloody Beetroots show at House of Blues last Friday, then, chances are, you weren't really there. But the big talk wasn't about the discovery that people still dance with glowsticks (who knew?)—it was about how All Leather frontman Justin Pearson (right, pictured with bandmate Nathan Joyner) walked onstage to join the Beetroots, gave a thumbs down to the electro duo and promptly walked off. Oooh, scandalous! Pearson kept channeling his inner Roger Ebert at the after-party at El-D. Since All Leather's new album is called When I Grow Up I Wanna Fuck Like a Girl, I can only speculate that Pearson was just channeling his feminine side. After all, no one likes to play shows when it's that time of the month.
When CityBeat went to press last week, news was just breaking regarding missing musician Erick Wales. According to a website created by his parents, www.finderick
wales.com, the 24-year-old left his Mission Valley home on April 19 and has not been heard from since. His black Saturn Ion was found abandoned near Chicano Park in Barrio Logan on April 24, but it provided little evidence of his whereabouts. Wales' parents have also started a Facebook page to provide information about their son. Wales is most closely linked to the band The Silent Comedy. He played keyboards in the band Dehra Dun, with some members of that band moving on to form The Silent Comedy. He's also the former roommate of SC co-founder Joshua Zimmerman. The band cancelled a gig in Oceanside on Saturday, April 24, in order to help the Wales family's search.
Anyone who noticed that somewhat ominous curtain to the left of the Tin Can Ale House bar may have wondered what was going on behind there. Turns out, the owners were converting the kitchen space into an expansion of the bar area. “We are changing up the joint a bit so we can get some more people in there and give it a little more ambiance,” says co-owner Kelsey Breunig. “We are turning the kitchen into a lounge and shrinking the bar down, so there is more room back there.”
Plans are to unveil the changes on Saturday, May 1, with a grand re-opening show featuring Jamuel Saxon, Brother Face and River City.
The Enrique Experience
Leave it to the gays to turn syphilis awareness into a circuit party. The venue, Urban Mo's (308 University Ave. in Hillcrest). The event? The Doctor Is In, a kick-off for the We All Test campaign, which encourages gay men to get tested regularly for syphilis.
Event-goers, dressed as slutty nurses, shirtless doctors and sultry X-ray technicians, grooved the night away to a dancy 1980s soundtrack as men got tested in the DJ booth and $2 cherry Jell-O shots were sold inside plastic syringes (good luck finding that theme-party kit in your local Party City aisles).
Syphilis cases in gay males have increased an estimated 1,100 percent in the last decade. Worst part is, unlike the clap, it doesn't have a cutesy nickname, so I'm forced to keep on using the damn word.
“It's a very complicated and mysterious disease; you could say it's the Lady GaGa of the STD world,” Tom Gray, Syphilis Elimination Liaison for the California Department of Public Health told CityBeat.
Catcalls started wailing from inside, a telltale sign that the night's main event, the bachelor auction, had begun, and emcee Miss Chocolate Puddin' was making the best of her wireless mic, parading the bachelors around the venue all Westminster Kennel Club-like (if the Bichon Frises had waxed chests and were oiled up like prize pigs, that is). “He's sexy, you want him. Ooh child! My bustier is about to pop,” the microphone maven said with the skill of an Avenida Revolución doorman.
I then noticed a man with a full-back tattoo of Sleeping Beauty villainess Maleficent. “She's my favorite Disney villain,” he said. “Guys hate her so much that they love to aim right at her face when we're getting it on.”
Puddin's hustle reached its zenith when she invoked the cantaloupe technique (“squeeze before you buy”), garnering $220 for one of the fellas, later claiming that during the excitement, her right nipple came off. “I ain't bidding for shit,” said one bitter queen in a “It ain't gonna suck itself”-emblazoned T-shirt. “I can just get it for free down the street at the bathhouse.”
Given the night's theme, however, it remains unclear as to what he meant by “it.”
View from a stool
The core duo in Crocodiles aren't exactly known for their tact. Brandon Welchez and Charles Rowell are outspoken and brash in both personality and musical approach, and while this all but made them indie stars last year, back in the 619, people started becoming more in with their opinion.
Yet, however one feels about the band now, there's hardly a local music fan who doesn't wonder what they'll do next, and some were privy to an excellent preview of new songs and sounds at The Casbah last Saturday. Most apparent was the addition of a proper rhythm section, which replaces the samplers and pre-programmed beats that were a contentious staple for the band. It'd be verging on obviousness to point out that the new drummer and bassist give Crocodiles a fuller live sound, but it really is evident on the older songs, like with the death-drum march of “Summer of Hate.”
The new songs, which the band is currently recording for a sophomore album, sounded both signature and more melodically expansive than the snarky shoegaze for which the band is known. The crowd seemed especially approving of songs like “Sleep Forever” and the post-psychedelic “Mirrors.” Who knows what they'll end up sounding like on record, but if they sound as mature as the live demos, then those who've had only negative things to say about Crocodiles may have to start refocusing on what's really important: the music.
Our semi-regular guide to the Scene Wolf-approved after-dark events we're either crazy about or just really looking forward to.
Girl is Töugh, Monsieur Sept, DJ Billy the Kid @ Beauty Bar: Anyone with even a fleeting interest in the genre knows that the best electro sounds are coming out of places like France and Mexico, and this show is a great showcase of three up-and-comers. Parisian Monsieur Sept resembles a more groove-oriented Justice, while the co-ed duo Girl is Töugh, from Sonora, Mexico, apparently know enough English to craft '80s soundtrack anthems. Thursday, April 29.
Saul Q, Kedd Cook, Colourvision DJs, Gabe Vega @ U-31: A killer lineup through and through. It'd be worth it just to show up for O.C. badass Kedd Cook, but the night also marks the release of Saul Q's new mix CD, Agua Fresca. He's the most ubiquitous and in-demand DJ in town for a reason. Friday, April 30.
Eliot Lipp, Busdriver, Heavyweight Dub Champion @ Winston's. I.D.M. in O.B.? Winston's is stepping up its game with this show. The bicoastal Lipp is practically a legend for his work on Prefuse 73's Eastern Developments label, and Bus Driver combines ridiculous production with some fierce rapping skills. Saturday, May 1.
Cinco de Mayo @ El Camino: Sure, it's not a national holiday and is only celebrated in parts of Mexico, but, like Mardi Gras and Halloween, locals can co-opt and use it as an excuse to take $3 tequila shots in Little Italy hotspots. America: It's a beautiful country. Wednesday, May 5.