Hey, old man! What's in the bag? - Trixine
Hey, old man! What's in the bag? - Trixine
Hey, old man! What's in the bag? - Trixine
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For more <strong>in</strong>fo on <strong>the</strong> Seattle based<br />
Murder City Devils, check out www.subpop.com<br />
and def<strong>in</strong>itely pick up one of<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir full lengths like <strong>the</strong>ir self titled<br />
debut or more recently, In Name and<br />
Blood. The Thelema EP is an excellent<br />
choice as well. Be prepared for someth<strong>in</strong>g<br />
completely different <strong>in</strong> this world<br />
of re-runs, with an energy and passion<br />
tantamount to sex. I can’t expla<strong>in</strong> what<br />
<strong>the</strong>y sound like s<strong>in</strong>ce <strong>the</strong>re’s noth<strong>in</strong>g out<br />
<strong>the</strong>re quite like this, but if you th<strong>in</strong>k<br />
you’d like punk and rock & roll with a<br />
Moog syn<strong>the</strong>sizer, <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong> Devils are a<br />
must-hear.<br />
when I thirsted for a passion that I could<br />
only be quenched by <strong>the</strong> sounds of<br />
punk rock. Abandon<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> scene as my<br />
<strong>in</strong>terests evolved, not s<strong>in</strong>ce I was a kid<br />
has a band done it for me. But <strong>the</strong>se<br />
guys def<strong>in</strong>itely rocked my world and I<br />
can’t wait to see what <strong>the</strong>ir new projects<br />
are all about.<br />
‘he went from rum to whiskey…’” when<br />
<strong>the</strong>y played it aga<strong>in</strong>. I went totally nuts<br />
and called Duck immediately. He t<strong>old</strong><br />
me it was <strong>the</strong> Murder City Devils and<br />
as fate would have it, <strong>the</strong>y were play<strong>in</strong>g<br />
at <strong>the</strong> Troc <strong>the</strong> very next day. And, it<br />
was <strong>the</strong>ir last tour ever.<br />
10.11.01 Live @ <strong>the</strong> TROCADERO <strong>in</strong><br />
PHILADELPHIA by Sarah Tweddle<br />
So, I rushed to get tickets, and bought<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir lasted EP, Thelema, to get a listen<br />
and repeat of all <strong>the</strong> songs I heard on<br />
WKDU. Tomorrow came and I was totally<br />
amped. It had been quite some time<br />
s<strong>in</strong>ce my last rock show at <strong>the</strong> Troc, but<br />
this def<strong>in</strong>itely broke <strong>the</strong> seal and had me<br />
com<strong>in</strong>g back for more.<br />
I suppose it all started when listen<strong>in</strong>g to<br />
Duck’s punk show on college station<br />
91.7 WKDU. I haven’t really listened to<br />
anyth<strong>in</strong>g full time with guitars <strong>in</strong> it s<strong>in</strong>ce<br />
I was a teenager, but this brought it all<br />
back. So, I took it as a sign to return to<br />
my roots and start listen<strong>in</strong>g to punk<br />
aga<strong>in</strong>. I called up <strong>the</strong> station and started<br />
request<strong>in</strong>g <strong>old</strong> favorites like <strong>the</strong><br />
Plasmatics and Screech<strong>in</strong>g Weasel, stuff<br />
I haven’t heard <strong>in</strong> years. I dusted off my<br />
v<strong>in</strong>yl collection and traded <strong>in</strong> Paul<br />
Oakenf<strong>old</strong> and VNV Nation for <strong>the</strong><br />
Misfits and Lard. I bought a M<strong>in</strong>istry CD<br />
and fell <strong>in</strong> love all over aga<strong>in</strong>.<br />
What’s Spencer<br />
th<strong>in</strong>k<strong>in</strong>g about now?<br />
In a discussion with front <strong>man</strong> vocalist,<br />
Spencer Moody, I received some<br />
<strong>in</strong>sight on <strong>the</strong>ir <strong>in</strong>spirations. This <strong>in</strong>cludes<br />
“obscure th<strong>in</strong>gs that freak people out,”<br />
which is apparent <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir tune,<br />
“Midnight Service at <strong>the</strong> Mutter<br />
Museum.” This is a song about “people<br />
who like fucked up th<strong>in</strong>gs,” just like<br />
Philly’s own Mutter, a collection of<br />
deformed fetuses and o<strong>the</strong>r medical<br />
anomalies. He mentioned several noir<br />
films as sources of <strong>in</strong>fluence, <strong>in</strong>clud<strong>in</strong>g<br />
“Night of <strong>the</strong> Iguana” and “Magnolia”<br />
which I imag<strong>in</strong>e will cont<strong>in</strong>ue <strong>the</strong>ir effect<br />
when he bands with current mates, Dan,<br />
Nate and Coady to form someth<strong>in</strong>g<br />
even “louder and crazier with more<br />
abstract lyrics.” And <strong>in</strong>quir<strong>in</strong>g m<strong>in</strong>ds<br />
want to know, as diehard fan, John<br />
questioned, “how <strong>man</strong>y beers does it<br />
take you to get drunk?” Spencer just<br />
smiled know<strong>in</strong>gly and answered “quite<br />
a few.”<br />
The open<strong>in</strong>g band, American Steele,<br />
kicked ass with a passionate perfor<strong>man</strong>ce,<br />
prepar<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> crowd for a night<br />
with <strong>the</strong> Devils. Then <strong>the</strong> moment came<br />
when <strong>the</strong>y took <strong>the</strong> stage and my rediscovered<br />
love for rock n’ roll was <strong>the</strong>n<br />
validated. For <strong>the</strong> next length of time, I<br />
was <strong>in</strong> heaven. They played all my<br />
favorite tunes, and apparently every<br />
one else’s s<strong>in</strong>ce <strong>the</strong> crowd went <strong>in</strong>sane.<br />
The pit was as fun and friendly as pits<br />
can be, as we all huddled to shout <strong>the</strong><br />
song words out. I suddenly retrogressed<br />
to a time as an angst-driven teenager,<br />
Then one day I heard this song on <strong>the</strong><br />
radio that touched me <strong>in</strong> a deep, dark<br />
special place that even I didn’t know<br />
about. I couldn’t believe that after all<br />
<strong>the</strong>se years of be<strong>in</strong>g jaded I could hear<br />
someth<strong>in</strong>g once and fall for it. It seems<br />
like all <strong>the</strong> bands I dug ei<strong>the</strong>r ceased to<br />
exist or suck now. Then this. I had to<br />
know what it was, so I listened religiously<br />
for days to f<strong>in</strong>d out. Desperate, I was<br />
just about to call up <strong>the</strong> station to ask<br />
“hey, you know that song that goes like<br />
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