This Little Underground: Talib Kweli shoots next video in Orlando
Psych Night II, Froth, the People’s Temple, Michael Collins, Gloomwolf, Boogarins, Of Montreal
Published: May 14, 2014
Talib Kweli hasn’t moved to Orlando, but homie might as well because he’s practically taken up residency on the turntables at Bullitt Bar, spinning special events on the reg about every six weeks or so. And it looks like he’s stepping up the affair with our city by shooting his next music video for “What’s Real” right here, starring y’all muh-fugs. That’s some serious love there. The crowd-performance event (May 18, Bullitt Bar, $10) is open to the public, so get on up.
It would take one high-grade spike in the water supply to have another week as psychedelic as this past one.
Psych Night II (May 7, Will’s Pub and Uncle Lou’s) was the result of two small shows that, rather than be competitors, partnered to become a bigger joint event. What started out as separate shows, through cross-pollination and synchronization, became a mini-fest that no doubt exposed people to some new music. How’s that for esprit de corps?
Organized by Bread & Circuses and Norse Korea, the event showcased diversity, quality and some strong national names, the heaviest hitting of which were L.A.’s Froth and Lansing, Mich.’s the People’s Temple.
Featured on notable boutique labels like Burger Records and Lolipop Records (alongside Orlando crops like Wet Nurse and Strangers Family Band), the exceptional Froth packed extraordinary sonic mileage for a trio (great effects, 12-string guitar). Their thick garage fog honors the past but looks forward, speedballing psych-rock, fat fuzz and some modern punk edge into one mighty high. Transporting, heavy-headed and vaguely menacing, Froth’s deadly cocktail will put you under.
The People’s Temple also came with a serious résumé on weighty labels like HoZac and Jack White’s Third Man. Their sonic size comes from sheer manpower in a thundering three-guitar approach to garage rock that has a way of going from traditional stomp to breathtaking tornado with little warning. And like their nod to their seminal rock & roll heritage (a cover of “I Wanna Be Your Dog”), it’s all done with big, hairy Michigan balls.
On the night’s electronic other pole was Brooklyn-based but Gainesville-raised Michael Collins. If his past in Prince Rama didn’t signal you that this was going to shoot left of your usual pop exhibition, his between-song address and crazy-ass rig – a wood case that unfolds into an array of keys, knobs and buttons – would have. With dance beats and big synths, his electro-pop rolls out like homemade hipster disco but with something else underneath. What exactly, I’m not sure, but the first song was in Sanskrit.
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