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Amazing. Baffling. Baffling and amazing.
I may write something more intelligent later but I'm not sure that there is any need. Sometimes the pictures tell the whole story. I think this may be one those times.
Well okay, I guess there is one more thing which should be said. Apparently this was the last show for original member "Peelander Red". Peelander-Z has been together for fourteen years and has already lost one original member so I guess these things happen. As a tribute the whole band wore red instead of their usual assortment of colors.
Having never seen the band before this evening I cannot really say that I'm sad to see him leave. It is hard to miss someone you don't know or feel the absence of someone you never knew was present. Still, I am glad that I caught the band at least once before he left and of course that I got some photos. They put on quite a show and it just seems right to document that show with original member Peelander Red. Granted, several dozen other photographers also shot this show. Hundreds more probably shot all of the other shows they've done anytime recently. But I'm still glad that I did it, that I played some small part in recording what this thing was. It was good enough that it deserved all the attention it received.

























Metz at The Knitting Factory
Is seems that Metz are being promoted by certain well-known music blogs. If you have noticed this then presumably you are aware that Metz are "loud". Yes apparently that is the official one-word media summary of this band. Accurate, but also a tad vague. More to the point it's nothing special. A loud band, eh? Never heard one of those before.
So why are Metz special? Well for one thing they're Canadian, and some people are easily impressed by such exotic foreigners. Their music is more noteworthy. While every one of their songs is loud from beginning to end they are punctuated by moments of even louder. Sometimes just a second or two, other times it's a whole chorus. Instead of playing distinct rhythm and melody the drums and guitar will come into sync and thrash away together. You can't really acclimate to this like you might to the more constant sound of, say, a melodic metal band or a droning psych band. These guys attack at random moments, like they're actually trying to make you uncomfortable. Those sharp edges give the songs an impact which the word "loud" does not sufficiently describe.
Looking at the photos I notice (how should I put this...) that Metz seem to suffer from a bit of duckface. Or perhaps pufferfish face? At first I thought this way my fault. Perhaps I should apologize, especially to their bassist, for capturing bad moments. I have to say, though, looking through my photos there are an awful lot of puffy cheeks in there. What is that? The look of holding back a scream? I would believe that.



















Gary Clark Jr at Brooklyn Bowl
It is strange to think that the Blues predates the electric guitar. No other instrument screams and moans and suffers like the electric guitar, unless you count the human voice. They were made for each other. Consider this: how many bluesmen can you name who are known for their banjo playing, or even for their acoustic guitar playing? Now how about for their electric guitar playing? I can think of a few: BB King, Bo Diddley, Stevie Ray Vaughn, and a fellow named James Marshell Hendrix who people at the show kept bringing up.
Gary Clark Jr. is one incredible blues guitarist and actually a rather good singer as well. Not that there is anything wrong with being scratchy-voiced in this genre but Gary Clark is more the smooth and subtle type. A few of his quieter songs even qualify as pretty. He is if you will a "better" singer than many well-known blues musicians. Interesting, then, that so many of his songs feature guitar solos which are longer than the vocal parts. His voice rides upon a wave of guitar noise which ultimately breaks over it. Those groaning electric guitars are the heart of his best songs. Check out exhibit A. Of course other of his songs are more poetic and pretty. He can do both, but he is most potent with that guitar.
The house was packed, and because of this I learned an important lesson. About photography, not about the Blues. When taking pictures at Brooklyn Bowl make sure to stand at stage left. Stage right is next to a wall but stage left is next to the bowling lanes, and at any reasonably crowded show some of the audience will stand in the walkway up there. It had not occurred to me before that the center of gravity of the crowd is towards stage left and that bands tend to arrange themselves with this in mind. Gary Clark Jr. stayed to that side most of the time and tended to turn to his left. I should have been over there. My bad.




















Big Freedia at Brooklyn Bowl
There should be no question in anyone's mind about whether they like Big Freedia's music. Listen to one song and if you like it, then you'll like 'em all. The musical style is called "Bounce". While it is bouncy and you can definitely dance to it, variety is not its strong point. The question you should be asking yourself instead is "How much ass can I tolerate?" Apparently folks in New Orleans are either really into ass, or really into stretching. Feel free to decide for yourself.











The Reigning Sound at The Bell House
Unfortunately The Reigning Sound are very popular. I left the front of the stage for a few minutes to use the restroom and never got near it again. This a good half-hour before they went on! Oh well, here are fewer photos than I would have liked of an awesome band.