Head Like a Kite @ Cinespace 5/8/07

As published at Losanjealous.com:

Dim Mak parties almost really do feel like the touch of death. Their outdated website tells you to RSVP, you have to wait in line though the place is empty, and even though door guy #1 is checking names, door guy #2 inevitably gives you shit and you end up having to sweet talk your way into getting in at the advertised price, leaving you mentally exhausted before you even get in the place. But nevermind all that. My last Dim Mak experience was atypically enjoyable, all because of two dudes from Seattle who actually give a damn about the art they’re putting out there.

Head Like a Kite (aka Dave Einmo with Trent Moorman) gave an inspired performance at Cinespace on one of their last dates of a month-long cross-country tour. A multimedia-phile’s dream, the duo churned out lush indie soundscapes infused with bright blipping beats, packing the stage tight with an insane amount of gear – a sampler, some synths, guitars, a drum kit as well as an electronic drum setup – while playing against a large-screen backdrop fielding Super 8 projections of Dave’s old home movies (“Look!” he laughed early during the set, “You can see my dad’s butt right…. now!”). They also encouraged audience participation by handing out party poppers before their set. And though the room wasn’t exactly packed – the Steve Aoki-loving scenesters opted to dance to 50 Cent next door – the band gave a stellar performance to their small but enthusiastic crowd.

When a band actually gives a damn about their performance and their audience (they myspaced each one of their buddies with personalized messages inviting them to shows in their town), that means something to me. Something big. And that’s exactly what I anticipate Head Like a Kite to become. Something big, something genuine, and something inspiring in the music scene, not only as a dope-ass band, but as an example of what more artists should strive to be.


The Horrors, The Willowz @ Cinespace 3/20/07

I’d planned to check out The Horrors and The Willowz with a friend of mine at the Dim Mak 3-year anniversary show, but at the last minute he informed me he’d be unable to make it. Not feeling up to a solo adventure on this particular eve, I got myself cozy on the couch and was just about ready to pass out when Aubrey called. At the request of The Horrors, she was invited to shoot the show and asked if I wanted to tag along. I took this as a sign from the heavens and headed to Hollywood.

We arrived at Cinespace to find the line wrapped around two – yes, two – city blocks. Even though it was a Dim Mak party, and even though it was Bloc Party related, this I was not expecting. Hmm. We pushed our ways past the throng of people crowding the bouncer and Aubrey told him we needed to get in. We were on the list. We would miss the band and not be able to shoot if we didn’t get in. In a grand gesture, he waved his arm among the pulsating throng and chuckled, “Everybody’s on the list!” A few moments later our Plan B arrived. A member of one of the band’s playing that night arrived with his entourage, and about a dozen kids cooler than everyone else were shuffled in by the bouncer with open arms. Aubrey funneled in amongst them, grabbed my arm, and in we went.

We managed to catch the last half of blues/glam/psychedelic rockers The Willowz before London’s The Horrors went on. Mixing ’60s garage punk, ’80s hardcore and a heavy dose of adrenaline, those U.K. boys are as intense as they are talented. The band’s freaked-out video for “Sheena is a Parasite” speaks for itself.

After their set Bloc Party were supposed to go on, but neither of us really cared to stay for that. I’d def recommend checking out The Horrors the next time they roll through town.