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MADLIN 7/17 COFFEE HOUSE SHOW
On a moonless but otherwise pleasant Southern California
night, I settled in for what would be called 'the best concert show
that nobody saw'. That statement isn't entirely accurate but, well,
let me start at the beginning.
But speaking of 'magic', it was their travelling companions,
THE MODERN DAY SAINT, and their frontman, another sheppard for his boys,
who really mesmerized the crowd. The five piece, made up of frontman
Dan Lang-Gunn, Matt Dufresne on drums, Joe Urban on guitar lead/rythum,
all wearing black T's, Adam Dimuzio on rythum/lead guitar and vocals
in a loud soccer shirt, and Chad Jay in a polo shirt playing 'lead'
bass a notch up from bassman Timmy in Spaceman Jack. The cohesiveness
of the group, both collectively and as individuals, all just out of
high school/communtiy college, reminded me of, dare I say it, yes I
dare, of The Stones in '81, because they all have personallity. Example,
after the very first song, which flattened the front row punks' spikes
and generated rousing applause, the drummer Matt tapped his highhat
in appreciation of the crowd's response. Now that's what I'm talking
about Sports Fans, an intuitiveness with the audeince that you rarely
see. I'd like to say that it's the frontman, who though his artfull
dodger squirming, unique vocal antics, and tight band control are the
reason this band's hot, but this is truly a group experience as Adam's
raw vocal solo showed in the last song, bringing one new fan, fist pumped
in the air, to yell, "You F**king Rocked! as the applause died
down. Not too shabby for a band only rehershing for about a year, as
Little Dot would say.
As the smoke cleared and the crowd caught its collective
breath, the band set up. From the Midwest, Peoria, Illinois in fact
came GEISERT 8 BAND. Pronounced guy-sert, the name comes from the Bradley
University (Peoria) dorm hall they all stayed in on the 8th floor. "We
hate the band name but now that we're getting radio play under that
name we're kind of stuck with it," one member was heard to say.
PT is reviewing their CD called BLOAM! What's in a name, what's in a
Outside it seems a quirky fan, well, quirky for this side of Hollywood anyway, had started a little rubarb with Big Joe over 'getting in' and before you know it, fans and parents of the next band, SUMMERS WASTED, rolled into the ruckus and pulled their kids living up to the band's monicker. They were the only local band scheduled.
CURSER, from SD (San Diego for you tourist readers), another five piece but with a sixth man, roadie? keeping the bass drum from moving by ahving his feet propped against it, played two songs, rather well actually, before blowing out their bass amp. "That what we get for using a Big Lots amp," grumbled a band member as they all huffed off stage.
Well you can see where this is going, can't you? MACKENSIE
LEE, the band from just 'up the street' over at Huntington Beach, CA,
and bumped to last due to late arriving members, alas went on with just
the singer doing the set but after just two songs, he packed it in.
The state bands fizzled and the out-of -state bands sizzled. That's
it my nizzles for this trizzle from Madizzle, er MADLIN'S.
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