This February has been the longest year ever. Yeah, okay, I stole that from a meme I saw one of my friends post but it’s seriously the truth. My normal twenty minute drive home from work last night was extended into a nearly hour long karaoke session with myself and as I was leaving for the show, the snow was starting to fall… again… after snowing all day… and on top of the 32 feet of snow we already have. Everyone, including my snow-loving self, is completely over it yet there seems to be no end in sight. It’s easy to get lost in the literal darkness of winter and if you don’t have something to keep you from falling into that dark hole, winter can feel a hell of a lot longer for you. That’s why I’m so thankful for all of my shows and the fact that, although there was nothing I had to see last night, there was still a high quality show going on that I could escape to.
Kicking the night off just a couple of minutes past 8PM was local duo Strange Relations. Although I’ve seen their name before, I knew nothing about them or their music but as the duo took the stage behind just a bass, a drumset, and a pair of microphones, I was instantly intrigued. Without delay, the two jumped into a set that had that intrigue changing over to captivation. Drummer Casey Sowa did most of the vocals with one of the most comforting voices I’ve heard in the local scene for some time. Think CSS mixed with The Kills, her light and airy voice still had the fire-fueled feeling of passion behind it that had my jaw on the ground and my eyes glued to the stage. Although it was hard to turn away from Casey as she sang and drummer at the same time with an undeniable sense of ease, it was impossible to ignore bassist Maro Helgeson as she bounced to the infectious beat. One of the most intriguing parts of Strange Relations’ set was the way both the bass and Casey’s voice had so many different sounds and vibes. I mean, who knew a bass could make so many different sounds (okay, maybe it’s common knowledge but I was honestly shocked). Strange Relations is one of those bands that completely caught me off guard and it was so original that it took me awhile to really understand what was going on but after thinking about it I realized that’s exactly how it’s supposed to be. Strange Relations doesn’t need to be understood, their music is felt and I definitely felt it last night and truly can not wait to feel it again.
California based Cherry Glazerr took the stage to a roar of applause and, like the other two bands before them, wasted no time when it came to jumping into their set. With a nearly twenty song set-list and an audience that was bouncing along to every beat and singing to nearly every song, it was obvious that this band is nothing new. They have apparently been making waves since 2013 and, although still considered a bit of an underground act, they definitely have a cult-like following of die hard fans. After just a couple of songs, that following made sense. Vocalist Clementine Creevy (who is a bit of a actress, a model, and an all around amazing who instantly became a new role model for me after reading up on her this morning) had this distinct way of whisking you away to dream land with her whispy, almost child-like whisper of a voice and then, in a blink of an eye, crushing that dream down with this sense of intensity and almost aggression in her voice. It was truly remarkable how this woman’s voice could make you feel so many things in such a short amount of time. Add the lo-fi almost California surf-rock vibe instrumentation going on behind her and you are left with a unique sound that bands only wish they had come up with.
The name of the game last night seemed to be organic and honest. Each of the three bands that took the stage had this sense of pure creativity and an attitude that screamed “I don’t care what you think. This is art. This is ours. This is real.” Stumbling into a show with that kind of vibe is something that does not happen often so to say last night was a treasure of a show wouldn’t be a stretch.
Don’t let this terrible winter get you down. Stumble into a show and let the creativity take over and remind you that there are still bright spots in the dreary arctic tundra that we call home.