Come Party at Our House: Underground Sounds of AVL @ New Mountain NYE

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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times: 2015 was an extreme year. You felt that too, right? Even so, I know you sowed some really potent seeds, and now it’s time to grow that shit. In 2016, I do believe we’ll be seeing a little more clearly, listening a little more closely, and feeling a little more deeply. It’s gonna be one hot cocktail of love and glory. Get ready.

That’s why we’ll be ringing it in at New Mountain (once again!). The main room is otherwise occupied by Pigeons Playing Ping Pong, but if you’re not into having your face melted with the jam kids, the Ridge Room and Sol Bar are prepared to melt your heart. A variety of underground electronic treats awaits you.

Our House (a collective of underground dance music enthusiasts) wants everyone to be on the level and have a really great time without bleeding you dry, which is why just one $8 ticket grants you access to both rooms. You wanna tap that hot bass? See what’s going on in Sol Bar. Fancy jumping into a pulsing, psychic wave via old school house and techno? Ridge Room has got you. Wanna drift between them and feel all the delicious things while marveling at all the pretty people? Go on then.

You better believe seasoned, top-shelf house trio In Plain Sight (Nomad in the Dark, Lucas Ledford, Ezekiel) is gonna bring da noise in the Ridge Room after the ball drops. Were you even at the Music Hall on Halloween, bro? They dominated that show and were essentially the true headliners (sorry, Marley Carroll). Remember my review of them this summer? Yeah, still feeling all those things and way harder. With their immense, heart-quaking house beats and fierce sensitivity to the crowd vibe, if you want to dance, you do not want to miss these guys. They get you really high.

Whatever your intentions for the New Year, come on out to New Mountain so we can dance them to the heavens together. Bring glitter.

Show 9:00p-2:00a

Tickets $8

21+

 

WAVEFORMS: Aligning Minds Recordings Official Launch w/Futexture + BomBassic 12/19 @ Orange Peel

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I love launch parties: the essence of celebrating creative newness, of hope and excitement. A time to honor the culmination of work that’s gone into making something truly inspiring and worthy of jubilation. Add boozin’ and schmoozin’ and boom. Enter the next installment of WAVEFORMS at the Orange Peel.

Asheville’s Mike Folk and Baltimore’s Daniel Merrill (together, Aligning Minds) have been doing well for some time. Dammit, people like ‘em. With their bass-backed, soul-saturated spirit jams turning on kids here in AVL and around the world, it was only a matter of time before they organized their own record label. Structured with the intention of autonomously sharing their passion with not only the listeners who want to receive it, but also facilitating a platform for meaningful exchange with other artists of varying genres, the dawning of Aligning Minds Recordings looks very bright.

As of now, AMR’s first release is the solo work of Merrill, under the name A Path Untold. I’m genuinely enjoying this first LP Secret Subtle Light, which is sort of odd as it’s no secret I don’t typically go for the ambient psych-bass thing, what with this unshakable feeling it gives me of some creature creeping up on me in the dark. But it occurs to me that maybe that’s exactly why it’s worth exploring. While I’m loving how my beaming, housey heart gets set on dancefloor fire with such intensity, it’s good to remember those deep nooks and darkened paths of the psyche that need more prompting to see the light. Or perhaps, which never will.

Aligning Minds proper, Futexture, and BomBassic support. Dancer Kristi Wrolstad and other visual artists help set the scene. I hear there will also be a glorified chaw space by an organization called Harmonia, for when those deep emotional places in us get groped a little too hard. Don’t you just love when that happens?

Before the holidays truly hit us, before the energetic orgasmic of 2016, let’s celebrate the light–and the darkness–of 2015 together. Always together.

Doors 8pm // Show 9pm

Tickets $7 adv // $10 day of show

16+

 

 

Drink it Up: MiMOSA @ New Mountain 12/3

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Hey, bassheads. Gotcha another one. West Coast producer MiMOSA is coming to New Mountain to rock your nuts this Thursday, December 3.

For such a young stunna, he’s made quite a name for himself by not only touring a whole shitload of material but also starting his own label, FALSE iDOL MUZiK, and apparently creating his own genre, called Future Trill. I have noooo idea what that’s supposed to mean, but I like this guy’s gumption.

His latest album Delusion of Grandeur appears ironically titled considering he certainly seems to think of himself pretty grandly (a “MiMOSA in this bitch” vocal sample graces several of his songs), but it hooks me right away, deep bass lines leading into booming hip-hop beats on the title track. I am instinctively bouncing in my porch chair to the lead-footed “Lost,” clearly envisioning myself grinding it down to the venue floor, and “Regenesis” delivers a welcome, driving dance beat. Yeah, gimme dat.

At the same time there are pretty obnoxious hip-hop and dubstep-esque elements at play here, and like most bass artists of today, this thing isn’t entirely unique anymore, but MiMOSA does have his own flavor, and it comes through. You can pour that right down my gullet, boy. I’ll drink it up.

His merch is pretty cool. I’d rock the hell out of that sweatshirt if he gave me one.

From Nashville, ike supports (no clue), but AVL’s own illanthropy starts the night off with his bass thing. I happen to have a funny anecdote about him. I don’t know the guy personally at all, but he played an impromptu late night set at one of my crew’s summer parties, and when we specifically requested chaw tunes (cuz we’re greedy little bears like that), he delivered the most raucous helping of heaviness that we had to lovingly remove him from the tables. Sometimes ya just can’t even at 6am on acid. This ain’t the Full Moon Gathering. Duuuude, I’m sure you’re cool though. You bring that shit this Thursday.

Doors: 9pm // Show: 10pm // 18+

Tickets: $15-17

 

 

NEW RELEASE: Marley Carroll DJ Mix ‘Summer Turns Fall’

To celebrate the end of a long, gig-intensive summer, Marley Carroll released a new DJ mix yesterday. And aren’t we all so glad he did. Titled Summer Turns Fall, the 48 minute mix is a lesson in transition, from the sun-fueled funk house beats to chilly, weighted scratchwork that reflects these deepening nights.

It begins on the dance floor in my mind, KC and the Sunshine Band’s cover of “I Get Lifted” a damn good groove early on, which has served as a staple in the MC DJ set list all summer. But afterward I am somewhere else altogether.

As the beats swell up, strip down and rise again, Carroll creates a potent tension with his silvery sensitivity to the turntables. And then carefully, gracefully, he releases it, each track a lush new environment for the mind to explore. It’s like walking into another room on mushrooms. The imagination does not soar–it digs down and treks–from the bright, honey morning forest to the mysterious side of some wild island, where shadows speak and beams of full moonlight strike the scales of nightswimming fish like chimes.

Summer Turns Fall carves out an irresistible telling of the shift from poolside to fireside, without and within. Pairs nicely with cloud-watching, driving, or jaunty daydreaming in a doctor’s office.

Listen on SoundCloud here

Download from Bandcamp here

In Plain Sight Brings the House Down (to One World Brewing)

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Photo via mountainx.com (2012)

I turn down the hideaway alley to find a line of prospective patrons waiting outside the venue. I’ve never encountered a line here before. I ask the guy ahead of me if they’re at capacity or if this is just a smoker’s circle.

“Yes, we are waiting,” he says in a subtle lilt. Buttoned up and tucked in, I surmise he’s not from around here.

“Guess it’s a busy night,” I say. “In Plain Sight is playing.” He offers a blank stare.

“Local house DJs.”

“Oh! We are from Ukraine. House music is in our blood.” I take this as a good sign for the night.

As I light up a cigarette for the wait, my Ukrainian friends and I are joined by this fetching girl in a ‘90s throwback flower print mini dress. The doorman informs her we are at capacity, news to which she looks genuinely disturbed. Hey honey, it shouldn’t take long, we’re all cool here. It’s when he asks if she is actually one of the band member’s girlfriends, who does have a spot on the list, that she is visibly relieved.

There it is.

“Yeah, they said you would be showing up. I’ve been holding a place for you, love.” Door guy continues to cajole her as he swings the metal door open, to the rest of us adding “the perks of being a musician’s girlfriend!” I remain silent but am tickled inside. Yeah, the perks are sexy, but it hits me how the flip side of being intimately involved with a professional musician is a little less glamorous: rigorous practice and touring schedules, knowing when to give a creative opinion and when to shut the fuck up, frustration, jealousy, intermittent neglect. A relationship of this nature requires an ironclad emotional intelligence, and there should be full-on training for it. Bless you, baby girl in the pretty dress.

The irony of this situation is that for the first time in ages I did not bother securing my own guest list spot since I wasn’t sure if I would in fact make it, and the show was free anyway. But tonight I’m totally cool hanging on the other side of it again. I have plenty of cigarettes.

Set in the underground, speakeasy-style, One World Brewing turns up for In Plain Sight. DJs Lucas Ledford, Ezekiel and Nomad in the Dark make up the trio, who switch off on the tables every 20 minutes or so to keep the pulsing rhythm continuously flowing by way of their individual talents. It’s extra satisfying to finally be in front of In Plain Sight, as I tell you what: I’d been mistaking them for some other group I don’t dig for, like, two years. Can you imagine! It was only at a Moog event in June that I realized who they actually are: bringers of straight up, down ‘n dirty house + techno in a local music scene seriously lacking in it. Where the fuck have I been?

The DJ tables are set up against the brewing room, the eerie green glow from which is the only light in this dark corner. The dance party is in full swing, a typical mix of Asheville types bumping and grooving together. I don’t speak to anyone on the floor, though I’m glad they’re all here; in a sea of bodies I am going into forgotten conversation with my own. My heart declares itself upon the foundation of the strong, repetitive, unembellished beat; I close my eyes and blazing visions of color bleed from my core like spilled ink. Streams of fevered sweat are rolling sub rosa down my chest, under the thin layer of my shirt. I can’t tell which beat is the kick and which is my heart.

Halfway through the set, Nomad in the Dark (aka Ephraim Dean) steps out from behind the tables to greet me. “Are you Backstage Sass?” He must have recognized me by the RBTS WIN tank I’ve (seriously) been rocking for two weeks.

“That’s me,” I confirm, my face aglow, my eyes wide. He might think I’m on drugs. I’d might as well be. He thanks me for coming out and further extends his appreciation for my role in the music community, what with my being an outspoken super fan and all. As if my heart wasn’t warm enough right now.

These guys are clearly a friendly bunch. Their popularity is palpable; it seems almost everyone on the dance floor at one time or another steps behind the speakers to talk to them, except me. In Plain Sight, indeed: the kind of group who is fully here, available to and merging so naturally with their audience.

Which leads me to believe we’ll be meeting again. Watch out, fellas, you’ve got my impassioned ass for a fan now too.

Missed IPS this time around? Catch them August 14th at the New Mountain SOL Bar.

RBTS LOVE

Post-show with RBTS WIN and some Junior Astronomers

Post-show with RBTS WIN and some Junior Astronomers

Last Saturday was a particularly potent music night in Asheville. Holy Ghost Tent Revival was covering Beck’s 1999 album Midnite Vultures in its entirety at the Mothlight (fuck!) while Marley Carroll entertained the Christmas theme-loving drunks at the Holiday Liquor & Dance Luau Party. But amongst all this temptation I knew I was on the path to righteousness, for I was seeing RBTS WIN for the first time at Isis.

A simple stage set supported the black-clad trio, who don’t need mind-melting visuals or even color in their clothes to spread their message of universal love, peace, and good times. Imagine that, Asheville!

The rich, soulful quality of Worsham’s vocals matched with the tremendous electronic beatstorm conducted by Bolea and self-possession of guitarist Josh Chassner exemplifies the yin-yang symbiosis that makes this group shine. (I failed to mention Chassner in my preview piece. My folly! He’s awesome.)

Favorite moments:

1. Whatever Bolea did to make “Stay Wavy” go to 11

2. Drunk chicks up front trying to touch them (yay groupies)

3. “Death Magic” ALL OF IT ALWAYS

 

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Some new songz in there, y’all

I missed first act EmE by a hair, but the second band, Charlotte-based Junior Astronomers, was a lot of fun. The four-piece brought some solid Strokes-influenced indie rock to the party, something the AVL scene pretends to have forgotten about. I’ll speak more on them later when they invite me to a show of their own. You hear that, fellas?

And meanwhile…

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A new band tee deserves a trip to the Bywater

 

…I’m having a ball with my new RBTS WIN tank top. The cut is perfect! Ladies, git it!

 

 

BomBassic Beat Life Birthday Lovins June 27

So, tomorrow’s my birthday. You’ve probably heard. But on top of that, my boys BomBassic are headlining at The Mothlight for another installment of Beat Life, brought to us by the Asheville Beat Tape Collective. Weeeee

Cpt Hyperdrive and Brucey B of BomBassic are on fire these days. I’ve been seeing them on the regular for nearly two years now, and in their last few shows in AVL alone there’s been an intangible shift in their presence, a sense of greater connectedness between themselves as well as the audience. Maybe it has something to do with their Kinnection experience last month (everyone came back all ONE LOVE and whatnot), or maybe it’s because they’re best friends and play music all the time and are and sinking into both their individual and combined crafts harder than ever. Whatever it is, they gellin. Love those guys.

JUST ANNOUNCED: BomBassic’s set will be amped up with a slew of special guests, including MCs Musashi Xero and Spitty the Sequel, Tin Foil Hat, and DJ Kutzu.

Get there early for sets by Samuel Paradise, Axnt, DJ Kutzu, and Vietnam Jerry. You ready for this? I dunno, watch out for me. I might get rowdy. But it’s my birthday so I do what I want.

10:00p-2:00a

$5 door//21+

Just Trying to Commission Peter Gabriel Remixes is All

peter gabrielI love Peter Gabriel. I listen to and think a lot about him. I just finished his biography Without Frontiers: The Life and Music of Peter Gabriel. What a brain-tickling babe.

For a couple years now I’ve been keeping my ear out for great PG remixes. Just found this dark, synthy version of “Mercy Street” by Virgin Magnetic Material via Soundcloud, which pleases me. I just don’t want to stop at his most well-known songs. I want to go deeper.

Of all his beautiful material, he’s got this song I can’t shake called “No Way Out” from his 2002 album Up. From first listen I envisioned this minimally powerful song remixed into a dance track. That guitar riff, that chorus! That’s all you need. Now I suppose this is what a DJ feels when s/he makes a remix. But I don’t do that. I do this.

I want one of you internet musicians to remix this song. Who’s up to the challenge? There’s a lot of Backstage Sass blog love in it for you. And probably hugs and kisses if you’re local.