Wasted Info is still pretty new to the scene, but they’ve already acquired a palpable sense of comfort on-stage. Their hazy style of alt-rock is peppered with charming self-jabs between songs (“We’re Wasted Info, and this song is called Wasted Info, because we’re lazy,” said with a smile by singer-guitarist Kennedy Krahe). I’ve seen them perform a couple of times between their first show at Basement Transmissions and this show, and they have experienced a lot of growth in that time and have a lot of potential.
Well Below Average
They not only bring great pop-punk to the stage, but they’re absolutely hilarious. They played with a slightly different line-up than usual (Kyle Hammer of Primal Scream Therapy stepping in to play bass for Lyle Sallade, bringing metal band hairstyles and windmilling with him) but you would have never known this wasn’t their normal set. Their stage presence is great, and they play a fun mix of covers and originals. There was also a mention of the now infamous Sunny D (vocalist Brett Dennis at some point announcing he would not be continuing the set unless someone brought him some Sunny D, but quickly abandoning the idea when he realized the crowd member running to the basement of the venue to retrieve a bottle would probably take slightly longer than planned). They don’t seem to have much in the way of material online, but I’m hoping to see more from them in the future.
One of my favorite local acts, three-piece Maddock consists of some of the most seriously, insanely talented highschool-age musicians I’ve ever seen perform. Andrew Henderson, guitarist and vocalist (also of the band The Sex Blossoms), opened the set by handing out dysfunctional Valentines in a take-one-and-pass-one fashion while starting a dialogue about how most holidays seem to involve death or someone who was murdered. (“Yes, even Christmas,” – a crowd member questioned this, and Andrew grabbed the mic to emphasize his seriousness – “Jesus was killed, sir.”) They have an album out called It’s Drowning Out, which is on my regular listening rotation in iTunes, but they played a large amount of new material, and all of it is genuinely great. Maddock always puts on an energetic performance, but I found that at this show in comparison to other shows I’ve seen them play, there was a lot more crowd interaction between songs, and all three members seemed more at-home on stage than ever.
I recently did a small write-up on Akron Ohio’s Time Cat over here, and they were everything I hoped for and more. The band is completely electric on stage, and singer Jeri Sapronetti is impressive and intense. Their sound is an incredible mix of vintage funk and rock-throwbacks with modern refinement and catchy lyrics, and their dress sense on stage matches their sound. It was definitely shake-it-and-dance type music and the crowd reflected it. One of the last songs of the night was Boozled, which I had been looking forward to, and the performance of the song live was even better than on recording. I can’t wait for them to make it back to Erie.
I’ve written about Joose before over here, from their show on January 13th, and they did not disappoint this time around, either. The band was on-point and put on a fantastic set (and the once duct tape and panda suit clad bassist, Matt George, was in a king costume, which seems worthy of note), but the true gem of a Joose show is the crowd. I still have never seen anything like a Joose show. I think I thought that, maybe, the previous show was a fluke, and the crowd was just in a special mood that day, but I’ve come to the realization that this is just the effect that Joose has on an audience. There was a conga line (as hoped for, I finally got to participate in it instead of just marveling at it in surprise), there were people getting on the floor in lines and making rowing motions, there was a man sitting in the lotus position as people held hands and ran circles around him, there was someone holding Sunny D above their head and spinning as people raised their arms in praise, and there was a cuddle pit. During one song (Growth, specifically) two people got down on the floor and laid there, and soon a good majority of the crowd joined them, turning a once roiling pit into a suddenly tame cuddle-fest in the middle of the venue floor, which lasted until the end of the song. “MEET ME IN THE PIT” is now an ambiguous phrase, where you’re unsure if they’re threatening you with a good time or just plain threatening you, thanks to Joose.
Also memorably, and quite fitting for the tone of the night, the show ended in a group hug on stage between members of Joose and the audience.
Thanks to Jessi Szczesny/JLS Photography for the photos!