Of Shape And ‘Stache
Saturday, April 9, 2011 Leave a comment
Part of me hates going to local shows. Between 2002 and 2006, I would go to shows on a weekly basis. Normally Friday and Saturday nights and even if there was something going on during the week. At some point, I ran out of spending money and got a life. I hated being around all the scenesters and, later on, hipsters. Furthermore, all of the bands I gave a shit about ceased to exist. So, it may come as a surprise to some that I actually made a conscious effort to go see a band at all. Luckily for me, Of Shape and Sound were playing at a bar nearby last Thursday night, so I had a really good excuse to go to one.
I can’t remember the last time I was even in Fremont, much less at Mojo’s Lounge (it was actually around Christmas 2005 when my old band played a show there). I love dive bars, believe me, but this place just isn’t my style, especially after watching the Sharks game at Hooter’s nearby (never go when it’s not happy hour… $6 for a Land Shark is unacceptable). I don’t really dig the local crowd or the bartender that only cares about serving his friends in said local crowd drinks. It shouldn’t take me more than 15 minutes to order a fucking beer.
On a more positive note, though, it was the end of March. Mustache March. So there were ‘staches everywhere, including Don Reynold’s, formerly of Minus Vince. Complete with a 70’s trucker outfit, he looked like he’d been picking up hitchhikers all day. But more on that later…
Other bands that played included: ShitOuttaLuck and some other band that sounded like they had a karaoke singer. ShitOuttaLuck was actually pretty cool. It’s odd to think ska is still alive and in Fremont of all places (maybe the last place on earth besides the North Bay that thinks it is). This isn’t a bad thing, though, because most of the ska bands that are playing shows are actually really good. See, most of them are older bands, so they’ve had all these years to refine their sound. It always makes their music far more enjoyable. ShitOuttaLuck is a perfect example of this. I don’t remember them from my days in the local music scene, but apparently they’ve been around for a while. Hell, they’re listed on PowerSlave.com. FUCKING POWERSLAVE. Who’s been to that frames-ridden HTML site since 2005 for any reason besides nostalgia? Oh, and that other band was… decent. Their singer wasn’t much of a singer, though. I’m pretty sure they were called The Unoriginals and I’m even more certain that name was picked on purpose considering they pretty much played only covers.
So, the main attraction this night was Of Shape and Sound. Lead singer, Jon Williams, has been involved in the local music scene since high school. You may remember him from the pop-punk band, Normal Like You, who we all still throw on occasionally. Normal Like You was arguably one of the most popular local bands in the Bay Area. Of Shape and Sound, while completely different, still has that same catchiness and makes you want to sing along. How can you argue with lyrics like “I’m drinkin’ that whiskey”? We love whiskey!
So, how’d they play? Phenomenally. They are a super funk-rock machine, even while being as intoxicated as they wanted the crowd to be. What’s even more impressive is that at some point, they had 10 freakin’ band members on the stage and off. Trombonist Nick Chivers and his ‘stache were climbing over tables and chairs whenever possible. Awesome. Every song was great, they even covered some Ace of Base song and “Splish Splash”. Did I mention a gay cowboy was playing the mandolin? I probably should. It paints a better picture. Yeah, that vest came off at some point. It was a little traumatic. Anyway, if you weren’t inebriated or getting laid before their set, you were now. As Jon said before one of their songs, “If that song doesn’t get you some booty tonight, then we don’t have anything for you.”
As for the ‘staches, Of Shape and Sound held a mustache-off. Yeah, I was pulled onto the stage for this. Sadly, I didn’t win. That honor went to both Don Reynolds and the gay cowboy, whose name I don’t know. Congratulations to you both. Tom Selleck and the porn industry is proud of you.