226 Broad St.
Nevada City, CA 95959
9:00 p.m. Saturday, April 6, 2013
The WiLd EyeS
Nightlife | Singles
Following the sudden implosion of Parchman Farm, singer Eric Shea knew that he had only two options; start a Firefall tribute band named High On Firefall or build a heavy punk ‘n’ roll quartet by sandwiching members from his favorite San Francisco bands. Following his gut, he pursued the sandwich. Since he had a fondness for heavy acid-rock of the late 1960s, Shea called up Aaron Nudelman to ask if he still played guitar with the wild and shirtless abandon of his old band Mensclub. Nudelman said that although a recent court-order demanded he keep his shirt on in a public setting, he was still summoning a six-string jihad and that it would behoove Shea to lose his longhaired, backwoods, bow-hunting Republican pride and negotiate with guitarrorists. Two negotiations and twelve beers later, Shea and Nudelman were knocking on the door of Rob Alper, as both drunk men were longtime fans of Alper’s drum work with Estrus Records darlings, The Fells as well as his contributions to The Sermon's Volume. Alper apologized for answering the door naked before admitting that he liked the idea of dusting off his behemoth drum-kit and beating the living hell out of those heads like they were that of his own beloved children. Two twelvers and nine high-fives later Shea, Nudelman and Alper knew they needed a bass player to flesh out their rock sandwich – and not just any bass player but a lead bass player without herpes. Enter Charlie Karr. A former member of The Hostiliteens and Alternative Tentacles recording jerks, Harold Ray Live In Concert, Karr already had much in common with the others, especially their love for surfing, skateboarding, barbequing and playing heavy rock so loud that it melted the faces right off the skulls of evil Nazis, much like the end scene in Raiders Of The Lost Ark. But the group also shared a lusty hunger for noontime meals served piping hot, which led them to one of the most clever, well thought-out and originally conceptualized monikers in the entire history of all music: HOT LUNCH. Now with a self-released 45 single out and a full-length album fresh off-the-grill from Tim Green’s Louder Studios, all four members of HOT LUNCH are willing and ready to melt everyone’s faces like Swiss cheese on an open face pastrami sandwich. And as the late great Warren Zevon suggested before his passing, it would be in your best interest to enjoy every sandwich. Occult Wisdom
It doesn't take much thought to just amp up and make some tumultuous noise. Especially for a trio like Occult Wisdom, a bare-bones proposition that celebrates the rock n' roll primitivism of the late sixties by invoking some killer bludgeoning riffs and thick overdubbed guitars. Like an early Black Sabbath recording, the production sounds rough-edged and smoggy, an element that further emphasizes their affinity for the era they affectionately revisit. A power trio in spirit, the pummeling solos and blues-rock licks are refreshingly outmoded, an open window that visibly lays bare the psychedelic hues of a bygone era that unquestionably needs more exposure when it's this good. The Still Sea
Chris French - Vocals, Keyboard Bryce Benton - Lyrics and Bass Mike Puetz - Drums Tyler Cook - Guitar