Text and images by Erin Marhefka.
The connection between The Amity Affliction and the audience was overwhelming, and the vibes were completely humming with positivity and joy.
Lead singer Joel Birch stage-dived and crowd surfed for a modest portion of the show and had fans singing and jamming with him on stage.
It’s a free show, though you have technically have to get tickets, which will be doled out randomly after you register here.
But you can bypass that process by emailing us at FreeJumpStuff@gmail.com (give us your name and put “WIZ” in the subject line). We’ll get you and a friend in for sure.
Text and images by Kevin Brosky.
Blake Mills could aptly be called a musician’s musician.
“I assume most of you are musicians, or else why would you be here?” Mills ventured between songs, midway through his hypnotic set last week at World Café Live.
The 28-year-old guitar prodigy might never reach the mainstream mass appeal so many musicians crave, but instead, he’s certainly got the right people on his side. Eric Clapton, for one, recently name-dropped him in a Rolling Stone article, calling Mills “the last guitarist I heard that I thought was phenomenal.”
Mills and his backing band took the stage, the guitarist seated in front of a giant board of effects pedals and launching into a dazzling slide guitar solo that bled into the new record’s opener “If I’m Unworthy,” instantly showcasing his versatile, hybrid guitar techniques.
As part of our partnership with Philly Beer Scene magazine, we’re documenting Philly’s relationships between music and beer. For the November issue of Philly Beer Scene, G.W. Miller III spoke with Patty Crash, the almost-pop star and current North Bowl server who is dropping her debut album over the next few months.
Patty Crash was a wild child. After she and her mother emigrated to America from Iceland when she was a teenager, she was kicked out of school and sent back to Iceland.
She wound up back in the United States a few years later. One night in 2004, when she was just 20, Crash went to Baltimore to see The Roots. She wound up on the tour bus after the show and she began rapping with frontman Black Thought and some of the other crew.
“He called me the next day,” Crash remembers. “He said to come to Philly, that he’d buy me a ticket.”
As part of our partnership with Philly Beer Scene magazine, we’re documenting Philly’s relationships between music and beer. For the September issue of Philly Beer Scene, G.W. Miller III spoke with Ron Bauman and the crew at Connie’s Ric Rac, the 9th Street Market venue.
Ron Bauman and his friend Eric Schaerer had been performing together informally for years, mostly fun, Tenacious D-style stuff in front of their friends, often making up songs on the spot.
“We didn’t take ourselves seriously,” Bauman recalls.
But they were entertaining and their friends kept telling them they should hit a real stage. So in 2006, the duo performed at the open mic night at Lickity Split on South Street.
That night, Bauman ran into Frank Tartaglia and his life hasn’t been the same ever since.
Tartaglia, a longtime Italian Market denizen, invited Bauman to play in his rock band, The Discount Heroes. Within months of the open mic performance, Bauman found himself in the clubs on Sunset Strip in Los Angeles, performing before huge crowds with his new bandmates.
District N9NE is a place of many hats – sometimes a nightclub, sometimes a concert venue – and on Saturday night, the easy to miss building played host to heavy metal band Butcher Babies and their “No One Can Hear You Scream” tour.
Local five-piece Enstride opened the night with a heavy sound that didn’t match their look. The plain-clothed dudes stomped around on stage, playing songs to headbang to, like “Light It Up,” off their May release, The Sound That Silence Makes.
Oklahoma boys Anti-Mortem brought their own brand of southern metal back to Philly, complete with cut-off shorts and Dimebag Darrell-esque beards. The young group – all the members are between 18 and 22 – have the energy many fans are looking for and deliver with songs like “100% Pure American Rage” and “Words of Wisdom.”
Despite their age, Anti-Mortem has put some time and miles into their career.
“This song is called ‘Ride of Your Life,'” said lead singer Larado Romo. “So put your seat belt on because it’s a $100 ticket if you don’t … at least in fucking New York.”
Headliners Butcher Babies played a Goliath-heavy set, with fan favorites like “C8H18 (Gasoline)” and “In Denial.” The Los Angeles-based group took advantage of their first headlining opportunity to play what they wanted, including tracks like “Mr. Slowdeath” and “Jesus Needs More Babies for His War Machine,” from their early, blood-spattered, nipple-tape-wearing days.
“This whole thing started because of two little girls who had a dream, and I want to thank you for being part of this dream,” said lead singer Heidi Shepherd.
Carla Harvey added, “Even if every avenue tells you no, fuck ‘em!”
The Babies rounded out their set with an encore that included “Magnolia Blvd” and their cover of 1966’s “They’re Coming To Take Me Away Ha-Haaa!” by Napoleon XIV, which the band performed in studded masks.
Shepherd ended the night by saying, “Thanks for letting us be silly.”
Veteran pop rockers New Found Glory will perform at the TLA next Wednesday and we are giving away tickets to see the show.
If you want to play it safe and get your own tickets, find details for the show here.