Tidal Waves – with Bald Guys, The Fliptones, Ray Corvair Trio at the Rat – Review June 1, 1996 The night was billed as a “Groovy Surfabilly Schmooze Night,” therefore I proceeded to do just that.
The Fliptones – with Bald Guys, Tidal Waves, the Ray Corvair Trio at the Rat – Review June 1, 1996 I was shitfaced by the time The Fliptones left the beach-combed stage. I was on a Southern Comfort kick that night, and I just went with it.
Ray Corvair Trio – with Bald Guys, The Fliptones, and Tidal Waves at the Rat – Review June 1, 1996 Around this time the Ray Corvair Trio was spyin’ it up in the wake of the Fliptones’ freak-scene beach party.
Frank Black – with Jonny Polonsky at the Paradise – Review June 1, 1996 The crowd pogoed and surfed and thrashed to Black’s amazing blend of melodic hooks, sonic vision, and pure creative weirdness.
Bald Guys – with The Fliptones, Tidal Waves, the Ray Corvair Trio at the Rat – Review June 1, 1996 With Lars on sax and drunken Bob on strings, the sonic surfers ripped through a high tide of classic covers and variations on their own originals.
Ostrich Farm – at The Loud Music Festival – Review June 1, 1996 A little bit Primus, a little bit Devo, a whole lotta wacky. The trio jumped around and worked up a sweat playing a unique brand of folk-rock.
Moped – at The Loud Music Festival – Review June 1, 1996 This terrific pop trio from Philadelphia really knocked me out. Songs were hook-filled and infectious, with just the right amount of distortion and dissonance.
Mike Patton and John Zorn – at The Loud Music Festival – Review June 1, 1996 With Zorn on sax and Patton on microphone and cassette player, the two created an amazing and completely overwhelming improvised noise-a-thon.
Helium – at The Loud Music Festival – Review June 1, 1996 Despite the snags, frontwoman Mary Timony proved herself to be a talented guitarist through creative use of feedback and harmonics.
David Tronzo – at The Loud Music Festival – Review June 1, 1996 Tronzo’s playing, on electric and National Steel guitar, was devoid of melody or form. Just a lot of noisy fretboard shenanigans.