THE CRIMEA

Love

The Crimea“…this over-achiever guitar tech and an embarrassingly huge amount of back-up guitars and equipment. Everyone’s speaking with British accents. The music editor for the Weekly and the booking agents from both Club Congress and Rialto and the head of Stunning Tonto Records are among the dozen or so people attending…” Just another back-room-of-a-pub gig for The Crimea then. The Vauderville Cabaret gig review also comes with photos to illustrate the fact that the band are not on drugs, they just have a balance problem.
“It’s the first time I’ve heard … in a song”. Take your pick. Find out what surprised Filter Mag (via Garabage fansite Garbage Box) so much in their review of Baby Boom.

Live Review: The Crimea w/ Bombs for the Bored @ Vaudeville July 10th

I knew within a few minutes at Vaudeville watching The Crimea set up that they were going to be hot shit. Well, I kinda figured anyone signed to AOLTIMEWARNER these days MUST be hot shit. Those guys are laying off people hand over fist and losing members left and right. If AOLTW could hire bands from India and pay them 1$ a day per diem I’m sure they would. Oh, crap. Did I say that out loud?

The Crimea had this over-achiever guitar tech and an embarrassingly huge amount of back-up guitars and equipment. Everyone’s speaking with British accents. The music editor for the Weekly and the booking agents from both Club Congress and Rialto and the head of Stunning Tonto Records are among the dozen or so people attending. Ummm…and I was invited. It felt almost like a private showcase.

Within a few seconds of the first song, I was relieved of buying rounds from the friends I had dragged down from Che’s to see this unknown “Brit-Pop” band, as I had called them. British accents always put the ladies in a trance. Their gamble paid off!

Immediately I could hear a little Coldplay-meets-My Bloody Valentine thing going on. The lead singer and guitarist Davey Macmanus had a nicotine flavored delicate voice with which he occasionally yelped. Almost like Dave Pirner from Soul Asylum(before he dated Wynona and then just bugged the shit out of you).

When things get violent and chaotic mid-song, you’d better put on your protective goggles if you’re anywhere near the stage–’cos there’s going to be spearing guitars jetting back and forth. Bassist Joseph Udwin may jump off the stage to rock out a bit.

Macmanus would trade off between several different Fender electric guitars and an acoustic nearly each song(and sometimes hold it to the side while he sang like the bastard son of Pete Townsend and Jonathan Richmond); his trusty tech was all business.

Keyboard player Andrew Stafford completed the overwhelming effect of seeing a theater-capacity band in the tiny confines of Vaudeville. Besides filling in the gaps of sound in between guitars, Stafford played harmonica and hit pre-programmed child-like xylophone and church bell sounds, balancing out the otherwise aggressive songs. And Stafford made it oh-so British.

My friends liked them so much they bought their CD–a four song EP. Can’t wait for the full-length to come out. That is, if they aren’t replaced by a band led by someone with a name like Vijay Singh.

Bombs for the Bored opened the show and delivered a great set once again. Gone is the Fugazi-aping of their first few public performances, they have started to find their voice. Lead singer Noah Gabbard still has an emotional bend to his vocals, but he’s sounding a little more Elvis Costello these days than that annoying fuck from Dashboard Confessional.

As far as hooks go, BFTB take the best parts of early Everclear, the power riffs that echo Nirvana (these songs are probably Beatles-based too) and Pornography-era Cure just to throw you off the trail. E. Shumeister’s heavy drumming and Justin Irwin’s bass glues everything together and makes you wonder why you let that ex-girlfriend borrow your Pinkerton CD. Hmm…maybe I can find her on Myspace….

Speaking of which, you can check out more info and here MP3s from Bombs for the Bored on www.myspace.com/bombsfortheboard or click here:Bombs for the Bored
And yes, The Crimea is also there, at www.myspace.com/thecrimea or at The Crimea

Review by James for Tucson Scene.

BUTCH’S & SHIRLEY’S PICKS

CRIMEA – “Baby Boom”
Their songs really grew on me. There are some flourishes in the music that recall Flaming Lips. It’s the first time I’ve heard the words “Tarzan, King of the Jungle” in a pop song.
[source: Filter mag. / garbage.proboards15.com - thanks to deadwood]

Review taken from the Garbage Box website.

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2 Responses to “Love”

  1. Denyer says:

    George of the Jungle? Okay, not *exactly* "Tarzan, King of the Jungle"…

    "I have to admit, as I digest the imagery a wash of excitement passes through me."

    ^ He can probably get medication for that.

    The blue and white bits are a bit hard to read on the light brown pages.

  2. Christopher says:

    I know I know… the blue bits are actually gray, though should be more gray like the other gray which should be green. and the white’s fine :o P

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