Culture: Two Notes from The Underground

Notes from the Underground
October 28, 2008
By Pi Kielty

[The next concert at Planet Supply is Sunday, November 2, 2008. The pot luck dinner for friends, supporters and the public wishing to see it, who want to bring some yummies to pass or grill, starts at 6 PM. Sabyre Rae Daniels & Friends, others to be announced, possibly, and the house band The Juggernauts, will all play after the community feast. So stop by Planet Supply, beneath the US Post Office in St. Croix Falls, WI, for food, fun, and good hearty music].

At Planet Supply on Monday, October 27th, the fare was a fair look at music as statement. The first performer, a solo keyboard show by the “traveler” Bass-Turd, was without error a witting, fair-well done, play on red, white, blue(RWB) extravaganza–audibly and visibly. B.T, who is running for President of the United States in 2012, although admitting a comedian schticker-angle, surrounded himself in some Old Glory lights, and a string of RWB Christmas lights. The words played on a powerful message of lost America and lost American souls in an age of ignorant and apathetic “material diabolical dialectical consumptionism” (take that Mao Zhe-Dung). B.T.’s resounding keyboard tuned to a fluttering programmed cacophony of whizzies and whirls, but it blended into a sound meld of perhaps how the great Brian Eno experimented before Eno went “Shutov” in the “Assembly,” and puked marvelous synthesized symphonies with Harold Budd. B.T. took that “One World” sound of Eno’s, reduced it to an Underground start, and launched on an under-represented audience a: “what the hell was that? I don’t know, but it was pretty cool and unexpected”-feel.
Joining the Bass-Turd on the tour is Samuel LockeWard and the Boo Hoos. The two groups are traveling on a “Ravaged Heartland Tour,” a show of support for communities in the Midwest who got hammered by disaster and devastation in The Summer of Big Rain.” It is a noble effort, the “least” they could do, or in B.T.’s phrase, one step above doing nothing, which was the least. Touring to lift the spirits of the Ravaged Heartland, and as how St. Croix Falls did not get damage from the Big Rain, the loose-fit Underground in Polk County, WI, helped set B.T. and Sam’s group off with our positive “be good to one another”-purpose. It is all about holding together and helping one another. For no matter how weird, crazy or otherwise “special” or just hip-funky we all are in the Underground, we stand together, or we sit around in big lazy couches in the Planet Supply and just listen to poets, bards, scops and troubadours who do the right thing in a different, and still hopeful, manner. The Underground did that on Monday night.
I could not stay for Samuel LockeWard and the Boo Hoos, but I listened to Sam’s solo stuff on his rather simple, hand crafted cd. Sam himself has a great grass roots song writing knack, and the cd called “Sacrilege, Treason, Treason, Treachery & Thyme,” is an adaptation of famous gospel notes put to the anti-fascists disestablishmentariamism lyrics that the Boo Hoos, “Rachel on bass, Gracie on drums,” play live. The music has a tinge of jug band staccato, but it definitely challenges the “No class” lie of Orwellian Big Brother Nomenklatucrap-deceptionism (in your face for axiomatic idiomisms, Mousey Dung).
Yes, it was a politically-incorrect Truist show at the Planet Supply–unusual for the fair normal fare of the active community, not well enough attended, but on a Monday, nonethelessism. As it is said, it is all good, when done originally and well–in the Underground.

Notes From The Underground
October 25, 2008
By Pi Kielty

[Next shows at the Planet Supply Arts & Music Venue: Monday, October 27th, 2008. The “Bass-T—s” from Las Vegas. Come and meet their band member running for US President in 2012!! Also playing, Samuel Lockeward and the Boo Hoos. Planet Supply is “underground” of the US Post Office in St. Croix Falls, WI. Doors open at 6:00 PM. Then, on Sunday, November 2nd, at 6 PM, join all for a pot luck dinner and show, featuring house band The Juggernauts, with special performers Sabyre Rae Daniels & Friends, and a lot more . . . . Bring food to share for the dinner!! All shows at the Planet Supply have a $5 suggested donation to support original and creative music!!]

The concert was avant modern, radical and experimental at the Planet Supply on Friday., October 24th. People showing up to support counter-revolution in the modern musical canons enjoyed the all-original, fascinating tunes and fuguey tones in the new “old’ school of Geek Power Age of Punk (which is quite a good thing). With a wide variation of the styles, this was a total new throw-back monk punk for the classical rebel against convention.
The fist band, Minneapolis’ the SoftRocks, played a grand acid grunge. Mike S. on lead guitar and vocals, Elliot H., the drummer with vocabulaire effects, and Matt L., who played a strangish percussion circuit along with his ‘tronic bass, performed songs from their latest album “Summer Apocalypse.” Having gone to Ohio to record this, their second album, and back from an East Coast tour, the repertoire sounds of the SoftRocks was a melodious psychedelia; warm to the ear of how the stranger afflicted the laid back, soothed yet energetic.
The second band, a reprise to the Planet Supply, PeopleAreMagnets, took their many influences of earlier eras, from Led Zeppelin to Radiohead, into a progressive-style Post Rock. Masters of ceremonies would have a hard time controlling this troupe’s musical hearing-vision. PeopleAreMagnets play mind-boggling dream moods that sounds the way clowns on zoomers would look to the keepers of deeper doors of perspective, and amused in the same way tripped clowns feel puzzled apart yet all together “complete’ on a totally different plane of consciousness. Spectrum stuff, in the spirit of old Tangerine Dream, but on an orangish-blue-purple Tang Dream of musical colors mixing smoothly in the diluted reality. People should look forward to the new cd, as yet unnamed, that Todd, Chris, Dave and Jeff will have soon. Playing out of the Minneapolis area, they add a bright bending light around Planet Supply’s alternative gravity every time they come.
The last band of the evening, the two man Young Quitters of Joe and Croix, played on the floor of the concert room, bringing their show banter into the audience, permitting participants in their own self-deprecating jokes. Complete without vocals, a guitar with two pedals and a drum set, the hard edged punk arrivistes popped off less than a dozen songs of wondrous split personae dualist rifts. It was all made an instrumental rebel bellow with rhythms as though these surgeons of punk psychology split the scalpel with ee cummings’ level of sonic meter.
Not quite the usual show at the Planet Supply, the evening performance on the Friday in question is not questionable about the new forms of music recycled in the old attitude: Anything goes for something interesting, as long as it is well-done and original, in the underground.