Explode Into Colors, Janet Pants, & Chris Hackett (Los Moustachios), EYES HANDS MOUTH
Posted by: Jim Withington
Explode into Colors (and crew) played an evening set full of video art, short story vignettes, and endurance-flaunting solo dance tonight, but what stood out (as one might imagine) was the music, a kind of rock-band-by-way-of-Philip-Glass-with-Grace-Slick-druggyness-and-Portland-scrappiness joyous beat down. It felt tribal and celebratory and dammit, I wished this show had a basement show, not a sit down, cavernous public school auditorium prformance. Their music deserved dancing and danger and I’d imagine even a bit of bumping and grinding, a presentation fit for active participation, not just spectating.
I bought one of their 7″ records (“Coffins,” which I thankfully remembered as the song that kicked major ass in the middle of the show) to take home with me, and of COURSE it’s a 60s-style 45, with the large hole in the middle and everything. Did I expect anything less? This is music that demands lifting the needle, playing the song, pausing a second, and playing it again and again and again. Let’s applaud PICA for understanding that what Friday night needed was hometown heroes playing music, Janet Pants twhirl-twirling, and Los Mustachio’s snippets depicting the underside of bridges, trees falling, ringing ears and traffic jam sessions.
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Janet Pants, also performing at Ten Tiny Dances
Los Moustachios
