As bandleaders go, the Goondas' Brenden Green is the real deal: irreverent, scoffing, seemingly possessed. He wraps his mic cord around his neck, causing it to come unplugged more than once and distorting his vocal melodies; breaks his mic stand in half and swings it around, nearly knocking out an audience member's teeth; and spends half the time singing on his knees or his back, like he's channeling something from beneath him. Meanwhile, his band burns through short post-punk and gritty rock songs, their mutilated cords and strings creating a crackling, lo-fi sound. Though the music is reminiscent of contemporaries like the Black Keys, the band's aesthetic is old school; Green's persona is more Velvet Goldmine than Wednesday-night house band. The result is a rail-whiskey cocktail of rockabilly, post-punk, and blues riffs that is simultaneously catchy and gritty, an intoxicatingly gruff sound that is documented on the band's first full-length album, The Goondas, out last month. "We cut out our softer songs," Green says. "We just wanted to make a fast, loud, 25-minute record." (Photo by Erik Hess)
Thu., Aug. 5, 9 p.m., 2010
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