Showing posts with label rock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rock. Show all posts

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Hinds Bros



prettier and finer than any jonas jock

In life, sometimes, you have to learn to listen to your gut.

I don't know these boys, but something's telling me I will. Very soon. Allow me to introduce you to the Hind's Brothers. Before I've met them myself.

They sound something like Kings of Leon getting stoned with Bon Iver on a lilo in a lake in summer... (slower Leon, chirpier Iver). They're the blood brothers of Watershed's Craig. They're from KZN, and they'll be in the Cape in the first fortnight of twenty ten.

Theyv'e got 2 tracks on myspace (heard of that?), and a Facebook fan page with... four fans. I'm one.

Be the next one.




Gigs / Jan 2010
SAT 2ND KNYSNA SWING CAFE, MAIN STREET 083 673 0909
SUN 3RD WILDERNESS ASANTE 084 588 1949
WED 6TH PLETTENBERG BAY SURF CAFE 072 355 8387
SUN 10TH MUIZEMBERG, ORGANIX ALIVE 021 788 6012
TUES 12TH KALK BAY, BRASS BELL 021 788 5455
WED 13TH NOORDHOEK, MONKEY VALLEY 021 789 1391
FRI 15TH DURBANVILLE, VILLA PASCAL 082 569 4149
SAT 16TH 18A TORQUAY AVE, CLAREMONT 082 4100 372
WED 20TH JEFFREY'S BAY , POTTERS PLACE 042 293 2500
THURS 21ST PORT ALFRED, THE SQUARE LOUNGE 072 704 1171
FRI 22ND EAST LONDON, THE ARTS THEATRE 082 968 7081
SAT 23RD MORGAN'S BAY, IAN CORR 043 8411066

Monday, September 15, 2008

Daisies, not Dassies



So many festivals of late, you lucky fish!

rOctober opens with Rocking The Daisies - THE progressive* uBundu party. Last year’s gathering brought bands from all over SA; this year’s expand-a-band from 3rd - 5th of the month includes feel-good, soft rockers, Eagle Eye Cherry. (I'll bet an open blind they don't rock as hard as our Taxi boys.) Cloof Estate Wine Will blush and gush thousands of happy folk while band as diverse as Taxi Violence, Mama Know Nothing, Goldfish, 340ml and Fire Through The Window play to the open plains of the Kouebokkeveld. (yes, it is still cold, bring your fleece) . Comedians will make you laugh; musicians will make you dance, and if it’s the other way around, it must have something to do with beer breakfasts and champagne lunches!

Tickets Available ONLINE At Www.Rockingthedaisies.Com Outlets : Levi’s® Stores (Western Cape) , Selected Musica Stores , Hemporium , Butlers Pizza (Delivered With Any Pizza Order) , Rafikis , Noodlebosch (Neelsie). Damage : full weekend: pre-sale & online – R320, door – R370. Sat/sun: pre-sale & online – R220, door – R250. Sun: door only– R90

*newsflash get more green and save some! Half price tickets to those who cycle to the festival from Cape Town. So park your jet plane on the mountain if you’re coming from upcountry, and get on down to the best fun under the reluctant Spring Sun.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Intervensie... Inter alia... inter esting (a eulogic benediction )



It's been a long time coming...

You know you’re committed when you tune into the last precious days of an album being a band’s definitive product before the eruption of a new one relegates it to recovery, and it makes you cherish it all the more. It’s exactly inside this antici

pation that

a retrospective is ripe.

On the eve of Foto Na Dans’s new release I’m listening to “Intervensie” a lot, with a certain wry joy and a new appreciation for an incredibly balanced debut that has carried me though my own imbalances more than once (sometimes kicking and screaming, ja.) They have their own criticisms of its placement in their musical motif, but to my mind the collection of songs is both a spiritual biography and a kindergarten of elements that will find and refine itself into an unmistakably unique South African sound that knows the importance of the silence between notes.

The first bars of Oorywerige Gelowige open with a brittle air of expectancy that expands into a surge of strength. It’s an approach employed in breaths and breaks throughout the album. Between anthemic, singular notes and floods of full, five-piece sound, the poignant and powerful music is sprinkled with symbols of self realisation, restraint, and strains of self doubt. It’s run-through with focused emotional insights full of comfort and disconcertion, blood, belief, and deliverance from both. As an inaugural offering, the album is not a manifesto, but it has the essence of one in its elliptical intentions; and in hindsight, i believe, it will be recognized for its lucid insights that already prophecy Foto Na Dans’s feathering and unfolding.

Musically, the album faces the facts of life – separation, union, expansion, isolation, destruction, creation, continuation. Maybe, then, a discography that starts with “Intervensie” begs to continue with something associative like "Evolusie", but it’s more likely that the new EP will have an utterly poetic, slightly obscure title that makes perfect sense only on reflection. Their poetry is fluid, not stolid, after all. Their song names and stand-alone phrases don’t create billboards with dictatorial statements, they create psycho-spiritual co-ordinates that change as you change. Besides, some of their brightest brilliance is subversive; at the very beginning of a swelling journey, they’re already too sophisticated and seriously artful to wallow in self-congratulatory self-reference. Instead of talking to themselves or at the world, they start a conversation with it. They talk about things that want out, and things that remain true no matter how shaken one's core is. Things like the autumnal logic in Vergeet Van My and the exigent expulsion in Die Wals. Things that more and more people relate to.

Flying forty five degrees uphill towards the top since they launched “Intervensie” late last year, they had every right to believe their lyrics held a self-fulfilling prophecy, for better or for worse. The album sold with incremental intensity, the band got SAMA nods, MK 89 broadcast them, their Facebook fan-count got fatter by the show and festivals gobbled them up like a Box Street whore (respek, Jaxon Rice, for that line!). They believed, we believed, but we all bled for it, too. With admittedly no respect at all to the actual chronology of their lyrical narrative (or the order of the songs on the album), i'll go as far as to say it's a long journey from the sentiments in “Hou jou hande bymekaar / en glo die roes sal bedaar” to “My gedagtes behoort agter tralies / Daar’s net plek vir een in my kis”, and they had to take it. More than once. Metaphorically and literally, it seemed words manifested in reality; and while it wasn’t something they first appreciated, a distinct growth period was gifted them late summer 2008. Neither would you, really, no matter how much you believe in your music - it’s very difficult to argue with silence when there are no notes between to differentiate it from forever.

Forever didn't last long. Though the boys were forced to bend to the will of the Fates for a few worrying months while Le-Roi nursed ailing vocal chords, they'd been planning some breaks from public performance to write and record new material and catch up with their non-musical commitments, anyway. The infection effectively escalated their sabbatical, prolonged their silence and changed their tune. Right now, they’re putting finesse and power into recording the final throes of what has been a tumultuous and redefining period for them.

Guitarist Neil Basson on the changes:

“The incident evoked particular emotions, which actually inspired the writing process and steered the whole project into a new direction. I think that bands often find themselves in a comfortable groove that works; the hard part is breaking away and trying something new without the guaranteed success experienced before.”

“Our previous album had too many loose ends. Songs and concepts were a bit divergent, not really successfully capturing the ethos of our convictions concerning the musical integrity and message. We don’t regret releasing the album, it’s just a certain sense of artistic integrity that was lacking. [With the EP] we scaled down on the details, the focus shift was directed towards the album as a whole. Instruments were seen only as a means to achieve the final uniform sound, whereas “Intervensie” often relied on specific bursts of individual instruments to captivate the listener. “

Was it a relief to have Le-Roi back in business, or did it feel natural?

“A relief yes, we’re just happy that he’s making a good recovery. It felt different, but in a good way. It was the first time, basically since we had to cancel the Durbanville show (after the first song) that the five of us could sit together and just be friends again, outside of the band context.”

The seven new tracks due for release early August will put anthems like Die Wals and Oorywerige Gelowige deftly into the debutante category. Yet, in the face of an ageless album quickly being overshadowed by excitement over new material, the gentle men of Foto Na Dans are just getting into their talent and focus. i am convinced that this band has a lot to offer South African music on the whole and Rock in particular and is going to continue to break new musical ground.

So from this eulogy/ tribute / retrospective I’d like to extract a blessing for the EP to be : that what started with Intervensie continues without a score, and that fans and music lovers alike keep time with an open mind.

T.S Eliot said it best. “The end is where we start from.”

Here’s to both.

(Foto Na Dans launch and christen the new EP at Oppikoppi , 7 – 9 August 2008 )

(Intervensie will not be put to rest. not now. not ever.)

über-talented lead vocalist, Le-Roi Nel in studio midyear 2008
(photo by Alex Fourie)

(top photo by sean metelerkamp)

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Monday, June 25, 2007

tonight we die_farewell gig


with two band members leaving, it was farewell Saturday night from Tonight We Die .

it was poignant. Because everything about their music says more. And now there will be no more.

it was powerful. unconsciously keeping with this weekend's spate of double bills (there was taxi and sleepers back to back friday), they did a double set of their own: acoustic and plugged. what a treat. a chance to hear both sides of their sound, and nod your head because they're good. and bow your head,because they're gone.

the music video they screened is breathtaking. a tightly edited love story that projects itself as a horror. of sorts. it works because it's simple. love stories rarely are.

this night. we cried.

(all the more reason to get out there and expose your soul to live sound. you never know when something is going to change.)

Thursday, April 5, 2007

more violence


The violence has grown.
It gets better and better.
left breathless. Broken So bad by music so good.

There’s less Loedi on the backing vocals, and more Rian in everything
There’s less vocal lead, and more synergistic flow.
They’re tighter. Hotter. Harder.
It’s dark and light. But more light.

If these boys don’t take over rock n roll, then I’m not sure rock n roll really has a home in Africa.

They take that power that explodes inside you at your peak and play it out, undiluted, unapologetically, for a whole set.

Try and survive Taxi Violence.
It’s not a bad way to go.

For the record. Last Friday at Mercury, they got two encores.

I guess. We want more.

Friday, February 9, 2007

SHU - kiss my rapture

just discovered SHU.

it took three bars, and i was in love. it's like that with real rock - it doesn't take any getting used to. (it doesn't take any prisoners either.) it's a quick victory. painless. the love is there. the pain, too. the power. it grabs me somewhere between my groin and my third eye. and pulls everything out. love. pain. p o w e r.

but fuck what i say. sample them for yourselves:

SHU on myspace


and watch this space...