Friday Night: Mt. Eden at Rich's

Categories: Aftermath

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Photos by Larami Serrano
Mt. Eden
April 20, 2012

Friday, Mt. Eden, a music duo from New Zealand that is not Flight of the Conchords, played a show at Rich's. And they were very good. At least, I suspect that they were, and that's probably the closest anyone can get to conclusively arguing an opinion one way or the other about a dubstep concert. And that's why that form of music is intellectually interesting even though it's meant to be consumed viscerally. What that means:

All dubstep music doesn't sound the same, sure. The early stuff (2001, or so) is noticeably more mellow and melodic, while the newer stuff is considerably more spastic and confrontational, so it's easy to differentiate between those sects.

London's legendary Mala, a dubstep traditionalist, and California's (legendary?) Skrillex, reigning sovereign of new-era dubstep, have as much in common as arm wrestling and masturbating; it's a tiny bit kind of the same (you probably use your right arm for both unless you're being silly or weird) even though it's really not.

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But after that, if you get to bunching acts together that make similarly styled dubstep music, it gets murky. Or, more specifically, it gets murky enough that it becomes nearly impossible to talk about the music as its own thing.

Which spirals back to the original point about it being interesting for your brain even despite the fact it's designed for your heart: Dubstep is so beloved (and hated) and fulfilling (and considered empty) because it's the only form of popular music that is secondary to the experiences that it creates.

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So, some experiences that took place at Mt. Eden's show:

  • A man dressed in what most would consider normal clothes felt compelled to hop up on the base of a pillar and begin gyrating. He thought it keen to kick the drinks that were lined up on its edge right the fuck into the crowd. Nobody seemed to care. It's probably worth noting that he jumped up onto said base shortly after a woman in underwear, stringy leggings and a furry hat had been up there dancing. Nobody seemed concerned with her, either.
  • Two men dressed in what most could consider abnormal clothes spent a majority of the night spinning glowstick nunchucks around. I don't know if that's something that one practices, but it sure as shit looked like those guys had. They were highly skilled. Being really proficient at glowstick nunchucks is probably the most cool uncool thing that's ever been.
  • A breakdance circle broke out. I wish that happened in life more often. If there was the possibility of seeing a breakdance battle at Kroger, I'd find a whole lot fewer excuses to not go. Fuck, at Kroger. I've seen zero breakdance battles there, and I've been to that bitch, like, 200 times in the last three years.

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2401 San Jacinto, Houston, TX

Category: Music

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