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Blak Fuzzy Kittens Of Deth
Jul. 18th, 2010 04:33 pmMy friend Brandi was a volunteer counselor with the Girls Rock Denver camp last week, so yesterday I went to the showcase performance. The way it works is that girls ages 8 to 18 with little or no musical experience attend the camp for a week, learning to play instruments and forming bands and writing songs, and then at the end each band performs a song. (The no wave band DNA did something similar back in '78 or so in New York: formed a band, learned their instruments for two weeks, played out in public. Ended up as one of the best bands in New York. Didn't have an age limit, though, or instructors.)
It was loud! So much so that my old ears had trouble comprehending the sound. Most of the girls were closer to 8 than to 18, it seemed. There was a sound board, but the vocals frequently got lost anyway, except for the shouted chants.
Instruments playing minimal sequences can be effective (something the NY no wavers understood). Most accessible for hearing-loss me were the Blak Fuzzy Kittens Of Deth, since their song had consecutive bits each showcasing a performer, and the different sounds didn't get lost.
Band names: Brainwash, The Invincible Junebugs, The Amazing Poprocks, Pretty Little Liars, Blak Fuzzy Kittens Of Deth, The Black Candles, Dangerous Love. Most of those names seem to be a mix-match fake-out thing, combining the girlie and the anti-girlie. One group came out in ratty tutus worn over their pants.
At the end of one song (think it was either The Invincible Junebugs or The Amazing Poprocks) the drummer shouted into her mic, "I'm on a sugar high." At the end of the show, after the group sing-along, tears (from an instructor), and thank-yous, the same girl strode up to the mic and said, "I'm still on a sugar high." The man standing next to me, who was filming, said, "That's my daughter." "Is the sugar high perpetual?" I asked. "Pretty much," he said, "Though there are occasional moments of sleep."
It was loud! So much so that my old ears had trouble comprehending the sound. Most of the girls were closer to 8 than to 18, it seemed. There was a sound board, but the vocals frequently got lost anyway, except for the shouted chants.
Instruments playing minimal sequences can be effective (something the NY no wavers understood). Most accessible for hearing-loss me were the Blak Fuzzy Kittens Of Deth, since their song had consecutive bits each showcasing a performer, and the different sounds didn't get lost.
Band names: Brainwash, The Invincible Junebugs, The Amazing Poprocks, Pretty Little Liars, Blak Fuzzy Kittens Of Deth, The Black Candles, Dangerous Love. Most of those names seem to be a mix-match fake-out thing, combining the girlie and the anti-girlie. One group came out in ratty tutus worn over their pants.
At the end of one song (think it was either The Invincible Junebugs or The Amazing Poprocks) the drummer shouted into her mic, "I'm on a sugar high." At the end of the show, after the group sing-along, tears (from an instructor), and thank-yous, the same girl strode up to the mic and said, "I'm still on a sugar high." The man standing next to me, who was filming, said, "That's my daughter." "Is the sugar high perpetual?" I asked. "Pretty much," he said, "Though there are occasional moments of sleep."
