Friday Night: Something Fierce Record Release Party at Mango's
Photos by Marc Brubaker
April 1, 2011
There are terms in music that cause audible groans and visual displeasure at their mere mention, and while these vary from person to person, some are fairly universal. Emo, yacht rock, muzak, and pop punk all fall into these categories.
Something Fierce is certainly both punky and poppy, but there's absolutely no reason that this band could make anyone's stomach turn. Punk was laced with pop long before Blink 182 splashed it across MTV, with The Clash creating albums like Give 'Em Enough Rope practically eons earlier. Aftermath has a healthy affinity for Strummer's crew, so it was with great pleasure that we headed to Mango's on Friday night to watch the local trio of Stephen Garcia, Niki Sevven, and Andrew Keith release their third Something Fierce full-length, Don't Be So Cruel.
When we arrived, Fat Tony was manically DJing songs from his phone, playing snippets and singing along. Visiting from College Station, The Hangouts took the stage first. Once upon a 2007, this quartet put out a split seven-inch with Something Fierce. The band blasted through a brash set of songs about drinking Sparks, roller derby girls, getting drunk, rebelling against authority, and the like.
A tattoo-laden Niki Pistols fronts the band, and she bounced and stomped around the stage in her leopard print tights, ranting and raving through the buzzing and poppy guitar riffs provided by band-mate Atarimatt. Their So-Cal pre-hardcore punk rock is abrasive yet accessible, harsh enough for the punks but poppy enough for the kids that just need something to shout.
As Tony skipped from track to track and gear changed over, we prepared for our first Wicked Poseur appearance since the Antidote third year anniversary party several months ago. Originally a bedroom project of Arthur Bates, who also puts in work as vocalist for The Energy, the anti-pop stumbling songs have been given extra weight with the addition of Young Mammals' Cley Miller providing an additional guitar.
Wicked Poseur tracks rely on a drum machine for the percussive element, giving the songs a beat akin to heavy, plodding steps that almost feel too slow for the music, but by gosh it works. The room was covered in the music, which was played at an almost Stooges-esque volume level. To sum up the Wicked Poseur sound, it's a very Suicide-style of music thanks to the drum machines and Bates' almost chanted, delay-coated vocals, made complete by a heavy does of acidic guitar fuzz from Miller.