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Planting the seed

“We think about it as a team,” she said. “Watching so many bands for so long and standing in the audience, I was like, ‘I want to try that.’ After playing by yourself for so many years and seeing what level you can reach with so many musicians coming in, you pretty much have to.
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Commercial rock

Center of the Universe Festival featuring Capital Cities, Young The Giant, AWOLNATION & more
Downtown Tulsa 

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Mack truckin’

9 p.m. Friday 
Kamp’s Lounge 
1310 NW 25th St. 

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Chevy cruisin’

Chevy Woods with Kevin Gates & more
9 p.m. Sunday 
Vibe Night Club 
227 SW 25th St. 

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Rock steady

7 p.m. Saturday
Frontier City
11501 N. Interstate 35 Service Road
Free with park admission 

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Yuck — Yuck

Chapel Hill 1994 lives!

Stephen Carradini March 22nd, 2011

Sometimes people buzz about a thing so that they can be excited about something. Some guy will promote a thing so that if more people get on the bandwagon, he can say he discovered it.


But some people hype a thing because it’s actually really good. Yuck, the latest in a seemingly constant stream of “next big thing”s, has the music world all aflutter because the tunes on its self-titled debut are great.

Yuck’s sound is a modern interpretation of early ‘90s indie rock (good grief, how was that almost 20 years ago?), which for them means “exactly the same songwriting, but with better guitar pedals.” People who love/loved Pavement, Superchunk, Archers of Loaf, Polvo and the like will immediately latch on to this sound, as it has all the elements of Chapel Hill 1994: heavy but not malicious guitars, a sly sense of melody, a lazy mood no matter what tempo is being played, and an effortless cast to their songwriting.

“Rubber” is an incredible slacker anthem, moseying about for seven minutes with guitars buzzing and drums plodding. It sounds glorious and vital, not laconic. “Suck” appropriates the wiry guitars of Pavement to great effect, while “Sunday” is one of the only giveaways that Yuck is British (what?!?).

“Holing Out” shows the more aggressive Polvo style, and that works, too. Yuck’s songs are not imitations, but songs that build off the base that has come before them. It just so happens that their base isn’t pop/rock or Black Sabbath, but a major piece of indie-rock history.

For a long time, it was just a given that “they don’t make ‘em like they used to.” Yuck proves that maybe that’s not true anymore. I highly recommended this for people who think of a specific sound when someone mentions “indie rock.” You know who you are.

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