Week 5, 2017

Sup folks! Another week in the bag and another group of shows to report back. This week was all about the rock, as guitar after guitar took the stage and laid waste to all who bore witness to the fuzzy carnage. So, without any further delay, here’s what went down. 

2/3/16 - Mothpuppy // $100 Girlfriend // Izzy True // Schroeder


Friday brought a great crowd downstairs to the pizza basement for a night of indie rock, packing in close in anticipation of a killer night of original tunes. Solo act Mothpuppy opened the show with a short set of acoustic songs (a few accompanied by violin) to a very warm reception, and perfectly set the tone for what was to come. $100 Girlfriend made their way back to Joe’s for a return performance, sounding even better this time around and elating the crowd with their tight 3-piece riff-rock. Chicago’s (New York’s?) Izzy True brought their surfy-garage sound to the basement, singer Izzy Reidy annihilating the crowd with her flying V and charming stage presence. I’ll admit that things were starting to get blurry, but I do remember Schroeder being really fun, closing out the night with some fast crusty power pop that sent the people home happy.






2/4/16 - Greg Cartright // Des Demonas // DJ’s Rob Macy & Jasper Delani

I’ve never heard of Greg Cartright prior to Saturday night, but I guess he’s a big deal. Doors were at 9 and almost immediately the crowd filed in, we even moved the booths from the side of the restaurant to the back, a good call because we definitely needed the space (I couldn't get very good pics either, which I guess ultimtely is a good thing). DJ’s Rob Macy and Jasper Delani provided the house tunes, spinning some classic garage 45s before Mr. Cartright took the stage for a brief opening set, giving the crowd just a taste of what was to come. DC’s Des Demonas plowed through a set of fast and loud to the delight of the audience before Mr. Cartright returned to play. And he played…. and played…. Like Springsteen playing to a stadium of 45,000, Greg Cartright went song after song down his catalogue of tunes, playing roughly for 2 hours and still showing no signs of slowing down. Don’t get me wrong the crowd loved it, cheering for any and everything as requests began to fly and feet began to move, but it was becoming a bit of an endurance test for the more casual fans. As the clock struck 1 the spell was broken, and the people returned from whence they came, thoroughly satisfied on drink and song.



Rob Macy


And with that the week’s ended for me. I’ve been gearing up for a couple shows with my new project Vorrh, so I’ll keep you updated as things get closer. Until then be safe, and farewell!   

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