If it’s possible to only get sunburned on the back of your left arm, it’s happened to me. The sun and I have a history of passive-aggressiveness, but Friday’s Turbonegro day party at Victory Grill offered one sight that made it worthwhile. No, not singer Hank Von Helvete’s leather man harness but a young boy who couldn’t have been more than 5, clad in a Dwarves T-shirt, and singing every single word to every song. During “Good Head,” he threw up the devil horns and flicked his tongue around.
A quick wrap-up of Friday’s highlights:
White Denim: Why is this band so good?
Jay Reatard: Methamphetamines sometimes don’t translate.
Wooden Ships: Fog machines do.
Noxagt: Holy shit.
Jack-O & the Tennessee Tearjerkers: Holy shit part two. Plus, Greg Cartwright guested behind the skins for two songs.
Random sightings: Members of the Horrors at Greg Ashley’s show; Bill Callahan and Joanna Newsom watching Thurston Moore; Perry Farrell looking like Golem; Thurston Moore at a house party at 3am, still raging.
This article appears in March 16 • 2007.