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Too Busy to Count

As stated in previous posts, we’ve been slacking a bit here at HEP. We do have piles of excuses, however!

The biggest excuse for my not blogging is simply a lack of headspace. What’s been consuming my noodle? My betrothal to the better half of this blog on Friday, September 30th, of course. Thankfully, many of you who will read this were actually in attendance at the Sibling’s Fundraising event that they were nice enough to let me steal some thunder from. Michael Keany snapped some expert photos when I ambushed L at the end of Narwhal’s set. I’ve heard rumors the whole thing was also taped by Joey Gonz. Thanks Narwhal, Siblings, Michael, Joey, and everyone who could share in the event with us.

Another reason for the languishing post count is that we just haven’t been to much lately. We did rock out with some very fun Aussies during the AFL (Australian Football League) Grand Final at the excellent Varsity (expect a post about this one soon). But, that’s really it.

Last weekend was pretty jam packed with shows, but, sadly, we were too busy getting married to attend! That’s right, L and I were legally married on October 7th, exactly one year since of her fateful trip to visit an old college friend who would become so much more. For photos of the event, please visit Ben (aka Toasterlizard)’s Flickr gallery of the event.  We’ll be doing the larger family and friends ceremony a year from now back in Oregon.

Well, with all of that epic news out of the way, I’ll simply close this post out with the only show I know of for this weekend: A free show featuring Big Island punk band Old Habits Die Hard and local awesomeness campfire and Discord & Rye.Show starts at 9pm (ish) on Friday at the ever wonderful Anna’s.

As always, if you have a show going down, let us know on Facebook, Twitter, or Email and we’ll post about it here.

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Kaleidoscope: Siblings and Narwhal

Last Tuesday (and every Tuesday, really) was exciting for us here at HEP. That’s right, Tuesday night is Kaleidoscope night down at the wonderful 39Hotel. For those of you not hip to the program, Kaleidoscope is a weekly event that highlights some of the best Hawaii talent from all genres of music. The normally swank venue puts on it’s skinny jeans, opens the (classy, glass bottled) PBR fridge, and keeps you in the melody from 9 until close.

Siblings and Narwhal were our entertainment for the night and they brought the biggest crowd to 39Hotel since the At Sea show we covered a few weeks ago.  The always wonderful bartenders were at their best, even going as far to save every bottle cap opened that night when L mentioned she was trying to amass them for a recycling project. L and I spent our time outside on the excellent patio enjoying the warm night and the company of friends and acquaintances, many of whom will probably read this blog (thanks guys).

Siblings were up first. We talked about them a few posts back and were itching to get to another of their shows. Since 39Hotel has no stage, the band played on the floor. This was a perfect fit for them as they were essentially engulfed in the sizable moshpit that opened up once they started their set. To sum up this extra layer of excitement, I would like to point out that the singer, Joey Green, did a mic check and a scream check. I’m not sure which was louder.

According to Siblings’ new blog, there were two new songs debuted at K-Scope, once of which (Short Lived) is up on their Bandcamp. The most memorable moment for me involved the band, the crowd, even the bartenders screaming, over and over, “We don’t burn bridges. We just don’t fucking build them.” Simply epic.

Narwhal (thankfully) gave us a half an hour break to get some air before starting up. In their recent performances, they’ve been playing their new songs almost exclusively. This night, however, they found a very pleasing mix of new and old stuff. And they were quite loud. Very loud, even. With this volume came a level of “tightness” that I hadn’t yet seen in the literally dozens of shows I’ve seen from them. Even when Kevin (Titty, to most) took his shirt, which had been ripped off in the mosh, and tied it into a blindfold on Adam mid-song, nothing was missed. Likewise, Nick managed to keep the solos flowing while being picked up three or four times.

It’d been a while since I’ve had to fight to stay at the front of a crowd and I’d never done it at a show of this size. On this night, however, the crowd was riled into a fever and I found myself pushed, pulled, punched, kicked, and generally abused while I struggled to carry on with my approximation of dancing. Not to say I didn’t enjoy it, because I definitely did. It was just the hardest Narwhal show I’ve seen yet. And it was a Tuesday.

Oh, and “Tell Me” was the finale to the night. Well, maybe it was PBR and Bacon, but we’ve already covered that.

The Young Fangs

My July was somewhat hollow. Sure, we saw At Sea and, yeah, No Suck Fest was good. But all work and no Narwhal made Kendle a dull boy. So, we happily skipped down to Anna’s on a Friday to enjoy their post-vacation-break show alongside Siblings, Campfire, and Alaskan band Young Fangs. Travis of Coral Stabz fame was also on hand to spin vinyl.

The Siblings are a fun four-man punk band described to me multiple times as, “the best band in Honolulu.” Strong praise, to be sure, though I had managed to accidentally avoid them until this show. For that I am quite sad. Now, I will be the first to admit I know little about punk, but I still say these guys rocked. Their singer, Joey Green, freely moved from stage to floor, quickly inciting the crowd into a mosh, and threw the microphone around like a three pound yo-yo. Joe Gonzales, the drummer who would go on to pull double duty with Campfire, was a strange contrast. His very calmly controlled and technical style was both impressive and enjoyable as a drummer and listener while Jacoby Young (bass) and Thomas Manalo (guitar) progressively bridged the excitability gap between their band mates, both in performance and melody. The overall impression was that of pockets of control within a torrent of chaotic sound and motion. And I loved it. Best to get up front for this one, though you might get some bruises (I did).

Narwhal was up next and they rocked, as usual. The HEP favorite mixed up their usual “Lies” to “Tell Me” setlist and instead played mostly new songs. The crowd was ranbunctious, guitar strings were broken, and Erica was dressed surprisingly fancy. It was certainly good to have these guys back to get me sweaty and out of breath. Yes, they took me there…

During the second day of No Suck Fest, L and I had to miss Campfire. Luckily, they were also in the lineup. The three piece seemed to basically be the punk side of honky-tonk alt band Raised By Wolves, wielding electric instruments rather than a warm violin. Nick Dagnar (read: Danger) was still at the helm, but Cody Zeek was on bass guitar and providing additional vocals. Cody did take lead on nearly half the songs, replacing Nick’s gravelly, even singing with a much higher tempo sort-of-howl-but-still-deep style that reminded me of certain 90’s era punk bands. In any case, hearing them rock from drinking song to painful murder stories cast an incredibly different light on songs I’d come to love from Wolves and I will gladly see them again.

The Young Fangs are a three-man-band from Alaska. The two front men, brothers Joshua and Brennan Labuda, were clad in the indie-essentials: plaid button up, beanie, slippers (or flip-flops for those of us not from the islands), and tight-but-no-too-tight jeans. Their drummer, the blond, long locked Joel Fagre, had the “metal goes soft” look that seems to be getting very popular these days. Luckily, their music was far more original than their attire.

The Young Fangs are essentially two bands. The Brothers Labuda split guitar, bass, and singing duties evenly between them. With one at the helm, the music was somewhere between the disjointed sound of Modest Mouse and the woodsy twang of Band of Horses. Mellow, soft sung groove sessions abound, only to break into strong, steady guitar and high pitched singing during choruses. All of this rife with a haunting, joyful sorrow that was low on angst and high in mood.

Once the band’s Chinese Fire Drill was complete, however, the sound became heavier and floated much closer to a Kings of Leon style with distortion laden, deep singing, slower, smoother beats, and downright sexy guitar. This wasn’t indie to ride bikes to; this was baby-making music. Normally, this sort of dramatic shift in sound would seem disruptive, but Young Fangs handled it with grace, using their natural charisma to fill in the intermediate time with banter, jokes, and information about some charitable organizations they were working with.

Even with a directed sing-along (“The Way it Goes”), normally an obnoxious diversion, they brought a smile to our faces and singing from our lips. “All of My Life,” a very Killers-esque romp, also stood out for it’s lyrical timing and soaring chorus that had the whole crowd bouncing. “Saves the Day” was another instant favorite with its smooth, subtle singing that quickly broke into a nearly howled crescendo. Honestly, though, every song could be a favorite and that was what impressed me most about Young Fangs: they have more flexibility than almost any indie band I’ve ever seen before. I feel this band is destined for (and rightfully deserves) a wider popularity outside the strange, dislocated states of Alaska and Hawaii.

Finally, I just wanted to also highlight Joel, their drummer. While, at first, I thought the aforementioned sort of metal look was just a style, I’m pretty certain that is the real story. His drumming was busy and heavy on the cymbals and bass like much hardcore, but not overbearing as might be expected in this genre. Of course, it doesn’t hurt the story that, once shirtless, we could see he was ripped and looked even more Viking-like. Whatever his background, I enjoyed his strong, yet fairly relaxed, style that added even more character to a band that is already quite multifaceted.

Young Fangs also gave away thirty copies of their album Thanks for Caring which I’ve been rocking out to for the past few weeks. Much of the album, including the three songs above, can be downloaded at their ReverbNation site. They’ve also released music on iTunes, if that is your preferred music medium, so check them out. There are also more bad pictures on our Flickr, so go ahead and check those out, too.