This Weekend In New York: Wild Yaks, The Death Set, Woods, And Crystal Stilts Get No Sleep In Brooklyn
In Waste Of Paint, our writer/artist team of Jamie Peck and Debbie Allen will review goings-on about town in words and images.
This weekend, Waste Of Paint caught four rather different bands united by their status as beloved standbys of the Brooklyn DIY scene. It also marked the beginning of uncomfortably sweaty show season.
Friday we attended an all-ages rager called "Summer Bone" at Shea Stadium. Said rager was thrown by Bikes In Kitchen, who can be counted on to bring out lots of intoxicated youngsters who will mosh and throw beer around any chance they get. After a bouncy set from French dance rock duo Total Warr, Wild Yaks started the slam-dancing in earnest with their brand of beer-soaked, tuneful yet messy Americana that balances the mournful and the exuberant, "fuck it all" and "fuck yeah!" Singer Rob Bryn delivered lines like "my real locomotion is her angel eyes" with raw sincerity, and when the other guys joined in on vocals, they reminded me of Man Man in the best way possible. (The "anarchic bands of weirdos" way.)