Posted on May 10, 2010 - by Mark Zonda

A Place to bury audience

Since I didn’t want to take the risk of being left outside the venue like recently happened for Turing Brakes, I got to Bronson really early, so my destiny was to being left outside anyway, since it was too soon to enter. The Brothers Movement just arrived from Amsterdam. Jumped on the stage for a 10 minute sound check that was jet leg-proof and absolutely faultless. Sound was überloud even from outside the walls of Bronson. It would have been nothing compared to the olocaust A Place To Bury Strangers would have brought some hours later.

The Brothers Movement was a band out of time. Neil Paxton got presence, has a great voice and girls from the bar were already in love with him and the band. Their rock t’was powerful, energetic, catchy and even dancable from time to time. Since they were quite boring too all they asked was to forget about the songs and mind for the music. A Place To Bury Strangers would have asked even for more. Decuplicated volume, a feeble voice, delays and distortion, the band of Oliver Hackerman transcended the concept of music too. All dark, noise, suggestions, A Place To Bury Strangers was the loudest show I’ve ever seen along with Dinosaur Jr. and Yo La Tengo. It was, in fact, an experience. Holly and the band brought us down with them drowning into their personal apocalypse. It’s really hard to reinvent the formula of rock’n'roll. Still you really have to think of something to bring on all that noise being only in three. That’s why it was a pleasure seeing that something was changend, even if for Jono Mofo using the bass doing parts normally taken by the rhythm guitar. Tough and emotional.

That how the show was like. Holly wouldn’t even have needed to sing. The longest sound of its incendiary guitar left us floating in its echoes the very moment he reached the very border of the stage, starting to stare at people, with the same expression Ben from Lost probably had when Kahimi killed her daughter in front of his eyes. Time for a change. We already said goodbye to our hears, then it was time for our sight as well! Flashing lights, the same that used to enlighten your shirts in the ’90s when you pretended to be on acid, rhythmically blinked their white rays literally burning our eyes, while APTST Armageddon was complete having the band cutting their instruments into pieces with their razor blades. Guitars on the lamps, nothing much was left on the stage on band’s departure. People got the same sensation of dumb emotional overdose just like when they experienced the ending of Mel Gibson’s Passion for the very first time, or they had just received the sweetest punch. No need for enchore. You’re not supposed get the end of the world a second chance.

• The Brothers Movement / A Place To Bury Strangers Live @ Bronson 2010 Pics
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