Gouge away at pics from the Pixies’ visit to Bricktown.
I was born less than a year prior to “Doolittle”’s April 1989 release,
so I imagine if I’d have heard it then, it would’ve likely damaged my
little ears much worse than when I walked past the stage-level speakers
in the photo pit last night.
Absolutely inhuman sounds blasted from them, a mix of Frank Black’s snarling caterwaul and Joey Santiago’s damaged guitar playing. If you like your noise just as much as you like your pop hooks, then Bricktown was the place to be last night. Check out my photos:
Rock Matt Carney
Norman’s Zombie vs. Shark embody a lot of the purest tenets of rock ’n’
roll, the foremost being the long-standing premise that loud, rude
guitar music is one of the best, most fun ways of waggling a middle
finger in the face of The Man.
Indie Joshua Boydston
Arena-ready indie rock sounds like a bit of a contradiction, but with bands like The Black Keys, Muse and Kings of Leon all headlining the biggest venues in town, the weird subspace is here to stay.
Pop Joshua Boydston
The cover of the seven-song EP Let’s Brighten It Up is a telling one. Oklahoma City’s Matt Stansberry is midbounce, dressed in a tailored suit and black-rimmed glasses à la Elvis Costello or Buddy Holly, clutching what looks like a bright-red Les Paul guitar. Stansberry is true to form, as polished and accomplished as ever, and his new band, The Romance, adds a little pep to his step.