BOOT & SADDLE

1131 S. Broad Street,
Philadelphia, PA 19147

Ought, Dub Thompson

Ought

Dub Thompson

The Stammer

Wed, July 9, 2014

Doors: 8:00 pm / Show: 8:30 pm

The Boot & Saddle

Philadelphia, PA

$10.00

This event is 21 and over

Ought
Ought
Ought have been living and playing together since 2011. The band emerged from a new(ish) wave of musical ebullience percolating around the far end of the warehouse block on Van Horne in Mile-End, alongside the low-key free jazz happenings, word-of-mouth afternoon noise shows and Solidarity Across Borders benefits we've been catching there over the past few years.

The band drew heavy inspiration from the feminist agit-punk collective The Femmaggots, playing loads of shows and taking things out of the loft-scene insularity via the non-profit Loose-Fit show production collective and their efforts to enliven the Brasserie Beaubien dive-bar in Petit-Patrie. They released New Calm, a self-recorded EP, in early 2012. It took us until late last Summer to see an Ought performance for ourselves, and then we were hooked.

Ought delivers an earnest and exuberant post-punk: dextrous and exacting while bursting with propulsive and fluid energy, as indebted to Cap'n Jazz as to Talking Heads. Vocalist Tim Beeler shifts adeptly from a stately, composed oratory to a ragged and impassioned yelp, whip-smart and self-assured but never pompous or alienating. They're a pretty righteous and humble young band, fiercely dedicated to their friends, their politics and their music, and we're truly honoured they have chosen to throw in with us.

We will have official news about their debut LP as well as a proper artist page within the next month or so, once we have fully acquainted the band with all the secret handshakes, blood oaths, and the proper technique for car theft. In the meantime, we publicly welcome them to the fold, and invite you to check out "Waiting", an extra track recorded during their recent studio sessions.
Dub Thompson
Dub Thompson
Take the 101 north out of Los Angeles, and you'll pass by Agoura Hills, where the core duo of the band Dub Thompson grew up. Whatever you see in that town won't readily prepare you for the music they wrote while there, but you're free to look.

"Most everyone who's in a group who's our age lives on the Internet," says guitarist Matt Pulos. "The kinds of things that have shaped our band aren't anchored to any one time or place."

Pulos and his bandmate, drummer Evan Laffer, are currently both 19 years old, and are putting that line of thought to the test; their musical influences travel from the Midwestern malaise of Big Black and Pere Ubu, to Kraut pioneers Can and Kraftwerk, while bowing to the British belligerence of The Fall and This Heat.

Recorded while living with Foxygen's Jonathan Rado at his rented house in Bloomington, the band had its first taste of a heavy Indiana summer, and all the humidity and insect life that buzzes along with it. "We woke up every day, hard-boiled eggs and stood on a porch," says Pulos of the experience.

Their first collection of songs slyly unties the shoes of genre and convention, shapeshifts mischievously, and tramples on the promises delivered on the name itself.

There are only eight songs on this rangy debut.

Intense blasts of hook-filled noise rock ("Hayward!"), rocksteady marionette stomp ("No Time"), hypnotic bouts of doomy poetics ("Epicondyles"), outlandishly sexy groove rock (Dograces), and a number of other bite-sized forays into parts unknown are made manifest across 9 Songs.

The vibes are strong here. Pulos sings and plays like he's working out long-standing grudges, pulling the most sinewy tones from an acoustic guitar and ripping huge chunks of demon flesh out of his electric. Laffer matches him step for step on the drums, an exacting presence behind the kit who pushes even the band's more placid moments into bouts of tension. Together they succeed in animating their musical ideas to startling, almost unnatural life. Reverb units, keyboards, samples and processing gluing everything together, saturated in the August heat and worn in until they sound second nature, it's like somehow you've been listening to these songs forever.
The Stammer
The Stammer
Four piece post rock band from Philadelphia, Pa.

The Stammer is made in the future and a space ship is stuck near Neptune. The Stammer is very sad because his wife has died. When they go to the space ship, they find that everyone has killed themselves, and it all looks very scary. Then they find out that the ship has been to another dimension and it is like hell and everyone sees their worst nightmares.

The Stammer sees his wife in his dream, and she tells him to pull his eyes out. The Stammer then walks around without any eyes and starts to kill people. They send him out to space, but he does not die. People get very scared. Even when they kill The Stammer, they still see him.
Venue Information:
The Boot & Saddle
1131 S. Broad Street
Philadelphia, PA, 19147
http://www.bootandsaddlephilly.com