Showing posts with label The Thermals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Thermals. Show all posts

Friday, April 6, 2007

The Thermals @ The Casbah, 4-5-07

Seeing the Thermals live, what stands out is how they get so much out of so little. One guitar. One vocalist. One bass. A drum kit with one kick, one snare and a few cymbals. Frontman Hutch Harris only uses four distortion pedals, and his fingers don't exactly fly up and down the neck of his guitar. It's a pretty lean, simple operation.

It's also a pretty smart operation. Their sound is so minimalistic that the slightest flourish creates a compelling climax. Certainly, there is no lack of three-piece, thrash-it-out punk bands out there. What sets the Thermals apart is they've found that punk rock promised land of having fun without being goofy.






The band opened with a string of songs off their latest album, last year's religious-themed "The Body the Blood the Machine." Tracks like "Here's Your Future" and "An Ear for Baby," made for great scream-alongs, with lines like "God reached his hands out from the sky/God asked Noah if he wanted to die/ he said no sir, oh no sir" and "God said here's your future ... it's gonna rain."




The band played almost the whole album last night (including a standout version of "Saint Rosa), sprinkling it in between a solid amount of songs from their older albums. Toward the end, the songs started to bleed together slightly, an unavoidable drawback of such a simple sound. But, smartly, they had held back two of "The Body he Blood the Machine's" best tracks, "Pillar of Salt" and "Returning to the Fold," which revved the crowd back up for the encore.

Despite playing and sweating her guts out, bassist Kathy Foster perched outside the Casbah after the show. With the same energy and sly smile that makes her so compelling on stage, she signed vinyl, talked to fans, and gave a thumbs-down to the House of Blues, (right on!) where they played last time they came through San Diego. she also agreed to strike the Heisman pose, for which we at Baby Heisman thank her.

Wednesday, April 4, 2007

Thermals concert preview

So here's your future...

After playing an opening slot at a House of Blues show a few months back, The Thermals return to the much more fitting confines of the Casbah tomorrow night. No knock against the band — they fired up a large, focused crowd as the surprise opener for Sleater-Kinney's farewell shows in PDX — but their power pop/punk hybrid sound is just built for bouncing off the walls of a small club.

The Thermals — Returning to the Fold (MP3)
The Thermals — Test Pattern (MP3)

The opener is another Portland band called Wet Confetti. Their debut, "This Is So Illegal, Do It Fast," was lo-fi to a fault, but their latest album, "Laughing Gasping" is a leap forward. A great band for those who are bummed about Pretty Girls Make Graves breaking up or for people who could never get into them in the first place.


Wet Confetti — Sorry Dinosaur (MP3)

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

My City's a Sucker: The Thermals/Coachella


The number of bands that skip or arrive tardy to San Diego is only made worse by the number of bands that seem to play here constantly. If didn't see Yeah Yeah Yeahs play in '03-'05 you either didn't want to or you're an ER surgeon.

The Casbah just posted that The Thermals are coming back to town, I believe for the third time since "The Body, the Blood, the Machine" came out last year. I'm always up for another visit from one of my hometown's current heroes, and that album still smolders. But the announcement just comes at a bad time, on the heels of the Coachella lineup. I'd rather see so many of those bands in shit-box SOMA than drive two and a half hours to scorch with a million people to see them play for 20 minutes. Lots of them will go to L.A. before or after the late-April fest, but I have so little faith than many of them will stop in S.D.

(Try to spot the two-second PDX celebrity cameo)