The Melody Inn Hosts Yet Another Successful Punk Rock Night. Seminal Hardcore Punk Act D.O.A. features
There’s nothing quite like a live punk show. Why? Because punk is about passion and passion is best enjoyed in person. Or at least that’s my thoughts on the notion. Thoughts which Tuesday the 17th’s performance handily reinforced. Especially since the legendary D.O.A. decided to stop by.
Dig: on July the 17th the Melody Inn hosted performances by punk rock bands Blak, Ninth Circle Symphony, The Men Who Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing, and legends D.O.A. My professional opinion? Long story short the show was good, even if most punk bands tend to sound alike. That’s my opinion. But I have a minimum word count to satisfy, so you’re getting the long version.
Blak was first on, if you haven’t figured out from the order I gave the bands in. While I can’t give them any points in originality, they had solid technique and gutbucket passion. Even so, perhaps their distinguishing characteristic was their use of a retro synth. You know, the kind that just sounds like an oscillator without any frills? The way the keyboardist fit her runs to the band’s sound actually put me in mind of Joy Division. Which fits, since an associate of the band told me that the keyboardist was a fan.
Ninth Circle Symphony
The next act was Ninth Circle Symphony. One of the other patrons described them to me as Indy’s own GWAR, and the description fits. Well, sort of. Their stage show involves elaborate costumes that feel like a mix of Warhammer and Mad Max instead of GWAR’s demonic aesthetic. Plus, they have a whole mythology built around living in a post-apocalyptic wasteland. Soundwise, they play a blend of hardcore and thrash that’s fun, but pretty generic. Not bad, mind you, just generic. In all, they put on a fun show that had me grinning like an idiot as I nursed my Pabst.
The Men Who Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing
Then we had The Men Who Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing. If you think the phrase sounds familiar, it probably means you read up on Jack the Ripper once. Specifically, it’s from a bit of anti-Semitic chalk graffiti discovered near the scene of one of the Ripper’s murders. With the reference to “the Juwes” removed, of course. But anyway, TMWWNOBFN hails from jolly old London and boy does it show in their sound. Not that they sound like the Sex Pistols or anything, but they have a slightly different take on their punk. Their performance was adequate, and they got major style points by finishing with a Who medley. The highlight of which was an enthusiastic rendition of “My Generation”. Great Stuff.
Then it was time for D.O.A. and, oh brothers and sisters, was it ever time. The years had exacted a bit of a toll on the lead singer, Joey Keithley, but I can’t say that it affected his performance any. D.O.A. brought the heavy-duty grind that their duties as elder states-people of hardcore demanded. Well, elder sates-person. Keithley is the only original member still performing. Regardless, they put on a growler of a show and finished the night right. Like the act that proceeded them, D.O.A. closed with a cover. A real punk number. Nothing less than Johnny Cash’s “Folsom Prison Blues”. Freaking mega.
Keep listening, everybody.
Correction: This article erroneously attributed the phrase “the men who will not be blamed for nothing” to the letters of Jack the Ripper. LemonWire has since updated the article in order to accurately reflect the facts of the case.