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When two must see acts collide on one bill in a tiny room, the energy is palpable. Mother Feather and The Giraffes tested the limits of my dancing shoes and the absorption abilities of my jacket in Brooklyn.
Support for them at Saint Vitus started strong with Cold Dice and Tower. Cold Dice play mean and fast hard rock, and I’m curious to see where these guys go. I've seen a lot of different stuff at shows over the years, but never a dice game on stage before.
Retro rockers Tower then blew in with huge energy. Front woman Sarabeth Linden stalks the stage and belts these furious heavy metal tunes out with a gritty wail that is super pleasant to listen to. Definitely check out Tower when they tour near you.
Mother Feather are a big, bold, fabulous breath of fresh air in a genre that can be a desert of same. Singer Ann Courtney explodes on stage with charisma, wildly oscillating between snarling in your face and shaking her hips to the huge hooky rock music. She’s supported by a hell of a band and vocal partner Elizabeth Carena, who shares equally in the stage antics. Mother Feather are a spectacle, and not to be missed. They’ve released two great full length albums and I am pumped to catch them again. You don’t want to miss them.
The Giraffes are lowkey the most dangerous band you've never seen. They play a heavy and fuzzy rock that isn't afraid to boogie. They've been refining a chaotic stage show in the clubs of NYC for over 20 years and have been playing consistently the last couple years, which is good news for NYC rock fans. The Giraffes are an exhilarating live band, each piece fits this beer and whiskey soaked puzzle perfectly. From the hot as iron guitar parts to the sandpaper finish of the vocals and the masterful rhythm section anchored by a thunderous and groovy bass. They're gritty, they're fearless and they're the best kept secret in the NYC rock scene. They don't play often but when they do it's an event. Beers and cocktails are thrown. Bottles passed. Microphone cords tugged and warred over, and used for choking.
Shake it to a show and shake it at a show.
Photos and review by Billy Devine