I don’t like the idea of bands, or things in general, growing on you with exposure. That means you’ve accepted their flaws and it’s also not going with your gut. The first two times I’d seen horror punk (band) Wednesday 13, something was missing. Well, they found it.
Before the show, I had two expectations set. Busker Danny Strat in downtown ensured I saw at least one good performance. Next:
I called them electroshit the first time I saw them. We arrived late to a transformed band. Borderline good, they’d dropped much of their annoying antics, and were just about average. Their last song was either a Misfits or Danzig cover. They weren’t good enough for the cover to stand out. I’ve stopped scoffing at them.
Swag? Yet even if they improve further, it’s not likely.
Rating: ★★☆☆☆ [2/5]
I Am Infamy
Some singers need to learn microphone form. They cup the mic. It’s like they’re singing into their hand. This guy cupped the mic with leather gloves! I wanted to say something. “You’ll get your ass beat.” Had a chance to tell him and by then apathy kicked in. Don’t meddle in every affair.
Rating: ☆☆☆☆☆ [0/5]
Open Your Eyes
Hadn’t heard a male-fronted punk rock band soundcheck to “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” by Cyndi Lauper before, and during a break, the Star Wars “Cantina theme” played over the speakers. They absolutely ripped through their set and I left highly impressed. Unfortunately, their album “Truth or Consequence” didn’t capture any of that tenacity and I might not spin it again in a while, though I would definitely see them perform again.
Swag? Bought their CD. Maybe next time a shirt?
Rating: ★★★☆☆ [3/5]
One Eyed Doll
The performance was ruined by the goofy singer living in an echo chamber. Everyone was enamored by her appearance rather than her performance. No one told her the gimmick is too much. I think I saw her briefly during the Wednesday 13 set while I was photographing at the stage, but I was too engrossed to provide constructive criticism, so these antics will probably continue.
Swag? No!! Not even a free sticker!
Rating: ☆☆☆☆☆ [0/5]
Their performance was more engaging and livelier this time around. The mask theatrics landed really effectively. Singer Wednesday 13’s first mask was a blank white mask, with a plastic sheen, worn on the back of his head. Arms moved unnaturally and it was actually a little creepy. The next morning, I had the chorus to “Bloodsucker” floating around in my ears, and that was from the same song that I had thought was a blatant ripoff of Rob Zombie’s “Never Gonna Stop” back in early 2013. Since then, I wasn’t impressed seeing Rob Zombie live, and I don’t quite hear that comparison. I may need to add a note to that 2013 review because I have to reconsider my first impression. Oh well, so what? Glad I stuck it out.
Swag? Unfortunately, they had no shirts with the Vitruvian Man design available.
Rating: ★★★★☆ [4/5]