South Austin Popular Culture Center
"...11pm, Cedar Street Courtyard The Weakerthans craft the kind of personal, self-consciously sentimental indie rock that endears itself to devoted fans, like Death Cab for Cutie if Ben Gibbard sang about missing pets, hockey, or lonely industrial machines. Four years after the exceptional Reconstruction Site, the Winnipeg, Manitoba, quartet finally returned with last fall's fourth, Reunion Tour (Epitaph/Anti-)..."
"...Far be it from the five-one-deuce's very own Ugly Beats not to rock your Stride Rites off with their supercool, headache-eliminating sonic ricochet back and to the left, recalling the cordite-scented choral clusterfuck that was Camelot's garage-rockin' backdrop. Since you're already kicking up a fuss on the floor, you might as well wait up for NYC's Paul Collins' Beat, whose pre-Devo harmonies pair off with bang-on songwriting and blow-the-lid-off-the-lone-guitarman theory..."
"...9pm, Club 115 The hyperactive, cranky brainchild of Pat Healy, ATX's Pataphysics is the aural equivalent of eating Pop Rocks and drinking soda. The quintet swirls around Healy's contortions and aerobics, coding synth-punk paeans to forefathers Devo, and its cover of Red Krayola's "Hurricane Fighter Plane" alone is worth getting some bodily fluids on ya..."
"...Former Floridian locals Baby Robots reached a decade of swilling, schizophrenic jams, and they were definitely high the entire time. From the opening ambient confession of "Psychedelic Potential" to trippy closer "Should I Walk You to the Door," the Robots hit rock, hip-hop, Devo-esque electronics, and Buddy Holly all with a dose of Boca Raton sunshine and a pinch of ass..."
"...The South Austin hot spot is hosting a 14-band benefit and silent auction for ailing Crack Pipes guitarist Billy Steve Korpi, who is still undergoing chemotherapy after being diagnosed with acute lymphocytic leukemia in April. Music begins at noon, with William Kelly and Troy Dillinger, and will wrap around midnight with Jesus Christ Superfly and Austin's premier Devo tribute band, Big Mess..."
"...I’m pretty sure you can get high just listening to them. Murphy’s long, brown hair obscured her face as they wound through the dizzying “Let Your Hair Grow Long” and art-fucked balladry of “Devo & Wine” - these are pop songs made retarded, in a good way..."
"...With ex-members of beloved Austin bands Pocket FishRmen and Meat Purveyors, Cat Scientist folds harpsichord and indie rock into the delectable dance-pop of last year's Cicada. Local avant collective Attack Formation are equally adept at channeling Devo, Fugazi, and Mad Professor, sometimes all at once; no telling where next month's LP will land..."
"...The quartet's high voltage AC/DC gives it up not for those about to rock but for those who were actually doing it. The cool Devo interlude props go to the overtly sexual duo Spod..."
"...Sorry to steal the term, but the band's spastic electroclash really is pissyourpantstastic. Similarly, there's the wicked Devo-meets-the-Buzzcocks experimental garage mix of the Mint Chicks..."
"...For the start of the second set, Brenner sits covered in a black sheath, and we wait. The curtain falls off him, and after a few tense seconds of staring, he bursts out in a song sounding something like Devo crashing a Kraftwerk album..."
"...From start to finish, Yellow Rainbow is a breakneck fusillade of aural grist for the inner spaz. While Devo is an obvious touchstone, the Zom Zoms' speedy emulation focuses on the raw Sturm und Drang of the scalped pioneers' earliest Rust Belt demos..."
"...The bands seventh, the 2005 Misra release Full of Light and Full of Fire, might be the best album you didn't hear last year. Michael Bertin POLYSICS8pm, Zero Degrees Tokyo-based Devo devotees Polysics are custom-made for the inevitable remake of Logan's Run..."
"...Between their science-gone-haywire aesthetic and turn-on-a-dime New Wave flavor, Tokyo's Polysics are clearly Japan's answer to Devo. The quartet's new album, Now Is the Time! (Tofu), is a supersonic confection that'll send you into sugar shock..."
"...Then there were the weekend snippets of what is now universally known as animé, or Japanese animation. Devo-coiffed Astro Boy; Captain Harlock, with his wind-whipped cape and black eye-patch marking him as cool as surely as the Fonz's leather jacket; mighty Space Battleship Yamato (whose namesake, I was later to learn, was sunk by the Allies in World War II); and, yes, Speed Racer..."
"...Les Saucy Pants are smart. Some might even say they're too smart for their own good, but that's what happens when you follow in the propriety-slaying footsteps of righteous malcontents like Frank Zappa, Devo, and Chumbawamba..."
"...Night Shyamalan's Tuxedo Killers (Furniture Records), ponies up another six tracks on a 7-inch while shaving off six minutes. Devo's "Girl U Want" riff opens wide for "Don't Rape the Okapi," Jesse Hodges' pickaxe just out of range of the convulsive rhythm section (Blair Hicks, Ben Bellomy)..."
"...Fast Times at Ridgemont High is too obvious. Released one week before Fast Times in that golden teen comedy year of 1982, The Last American Virgin has it all: horny teens the stud, the nice guy, and the chubby clown desperate for sex and drugs (OK, their cocaine is really Sweet'N Low), and a rock & roll soundtrack leaning to the New Wave with Devo, the Cars, and the Waitresses..."
"...Devo's "Whip It" was inspired by Thomas Pynchon's Gravity's Rainbow.Richard Nixon's presidential library remains outside the control of the National Archives, the government agency committed to full public access to presidential records...."
"... Melanie HauptAWESOME COOL DUDES8pm, Room 710 Austin's Awesome Cool Dudes push a deconstructed amalgam of punk, synth-pop, and laptop hip-hop. Hints of Devo, early Beck, and even Meadowlark Lemon abound on the quartet's self-released Slam Dunk Contest..."
"...The chorus to "Vaxination" pairs sexually ambiguous Human League interplay with dissonant side-effects grating about the wavy Pavement. As the hard drum break, Devo bass, and synth magic of "Blivable doggiiieeee" are devoured by jangly Fripp-inspired guitar funk, "Theggg" bites right into Fugazi's meat locker with the proclamation that "woman is the president of the universe." Stomping lockstep to the Big Beat dynamics of "Hot Lava," Mahjongg consumes itself with the surreal task of shearing electric sheep..."