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July 2, 2006

Throw Rag at the Key Club - June 29, 2006

For those of you who were wondering if Throw Rag would be "any good" without Jacko, let me set your mind at ease. Throw Rag was in rare form last Thursday as they blew the roof off the Key Club with an impromptu show featuring The Cheatin' Kind, Lonesome Spurs, and Shaun Kama & the Kings of the Wild Frontier. In the Plush Lounge downstairs, Grease Demon's RJ cooked up a tasty brew with Hasil Valens y Los Muertones and The Irish Brothers between bands. My one regret was not taking more pictures for y'all.*

First off, that gal from the Lonesome Spurs has a great wardrobe! Anyone who can wear that outfit gets my vote and then some. And her red Samsonite kick-drum? Two thumbs up from this gal! They call themselves the "White Stripes of Country" but Lynda Kay is way prettier than Meg and could probably kick her butt. Since she only uses one foot for her Samsonite kick-drum, she could kick Meg's ass with the other foot! I walked in about half way through their last song, so I'm not going to comment on the sonic similarities of the Lonesome Spurs and the White Stripes; I'll leave that for you to decide.

I also enjoyed Hasil Valens y Los Muertones. Ths up-and-coming band played just about every song they knew and then some they didn't, but what they lacked in repetoire, they more than made up for in energy. I enjoyed their hybrid rocka-psycho-Spanglish-billy.

The Irish Brothers were solid and professional, dashing off their set accompanied by their new green lights, which put everything in a sickly glow. I hear this band all the time and have to say that they are still one of the loudest bands ever in small spaces. Bring earplugs. A bemused Captain SeanDo stood quietly on the floor, taking in the band. He must have been taking notes, because he later asked Karl and his "man toe" to come up on stage and shimmy for the folks while Throw Rag played. Karl, already well lubricated, didn't need to be asked twice. Clearly, Hot Karl has a career as an exotic dancer in his future!

Midway through the set, which consisted of a nice blend of "oldies" (Lady Boo, Only Drink on Days that End in Y, Three Way Cross) and newer songs, Captain Sean Do started taking off his clothes. I was able to capture most of that with my New Nokia 6061. For anyone that thinks there might be a sonic or visual "hole" left where Jacko stood, you, my friend, are flat out wrong. Throw Rag is delivering the high energy, high desert rock they have always delivered, straight from the Other Desert Cities to Hollywood, California.

*First off, let me say that the batteries in my FinePix camera DIED at the Key Club, leaving me only with my cellular phone, a new Nokia 6061. I think Miss Jen would be pretty proud of the way these photos turned out (and this was before I figured out the Night Vision setting) and the fact that I actually figured out how to transfer them from the phone to the computer and then to this post. Suffice it to say that if I had MMS, I could have mopho blogged from the show!

Posted by DJWanda at July 2, 2006 6:44 PM