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Panic Years EP Release Party at North Star Bar March 26



Panic Years will be celebrating the release of their EP Finally, Today Is Tomorrow tonight at the North Star Bar. Led by Virginia Beach transplants Ed Everett and Amy Miller, Panic Years bring us straightforward guitar indie rock from the gut. They’ll also be joined tonight by shoegazey indie popsters Robes and alt rockers Overlook . If you can’t wait for this evening, they’ll be performing live in the studio of local radio station 104.5 which will be broadcasted this afternoon. North Star Bar, 2639 Poplar St., 9pm, $5, 21+ myspace.com/panicyears - H.M. Kauffman

   

The Deli at SXSW: My Final Chapter - SXSW Do’s and Don’ts

I am happy to say that after a fairly massive delay in resplendent St. Paul, Minnesota and a drenched drive back to school, I have made it home. I am thoroughly exhausted. The trip was one for the ages, and I hope to recover in time to get back next year. I’d say it’s 40% at this point. Being a total SXSW n00b, I knew that I had some serious catching up to do. I wouldn’t say that I should be writing a travelers guide or anything, but after spending some of the most hectic and enthralling days of my life in Austin, TX, I thought that I might pass on some survival tips for those who think next year will be the year that they finally sack up and get down to the lone star. Here are some do’s and don’ts for ya!
 
 
Do’s
 
Do: bring around some attention-attracting device for those snippy male/female bartenders who “can’t see you behind all those regularly sized men” or “can’t trade a tequila shot for a cigarette”.  In my case, I brought around a finger puppet of a tiger that worked wonders.
 
Do: buy two drinks at a time all the time. Whether booze are free or not, the lines get massive, and if you are actually there to see some music, then you reduce your line time and look totally awesome rocking out while double fisting. 
 
Do: see Free Energy! I can’t say enough about their live show, and they are overall congenial dudes that are all about having a good time, and damn good at it. Jorts strongly suggested.
 
Do: eat at Bestwurst. The name says it all, and it’s open all night, but don’t be impatient. Once the bars close down and the penises with crew cuts flood the street, the place gets wild.
 
Do: check out Emo’s. It is a sight to be seen with a stage in nearly all of its 6+ rooms, and you can play DJ by running back and forth between rooms with a sweet pair of Technics headphones over an ear.
 
DO: WEAR EARPLUGS. I SEEM TO HAVE DONE A BIT OF DAMAGE TO MY AUDITORY SYSTEM. EITHER ALL OF THE VOLUME BUTTONS ON ALL MY VARIOUS ELECTRONICS SIMULTANEOUSLY BROKE OR I AM PRETTY FUCKED. MY ALARM CLOCK NOW CONSISTS OF PUTTING MY CELL PHONE ON VIBRATE AND STICKING IT BETWEEN MY LEGS SO I GUESS EVERY CLOUD HAS A SILVER LINING.
 
 
Don’ts
 
Don’t: take taxis. Traffic stays at a standstill, and they are generally dick-ish. 
 
Don’t: hang out with little Indian girls who are acting like hyenas and pouring you drinks.
 
Don’t: wear shoelaces. I tripped over mine in front of a bouncer and was denied entry because I “was too drunk and smelled like a brothel”.  I tried to get back in line and was turned away despite my line of “needing to get in because Mayor Hawthorne is my brother and he needs me”.
 
Don’t: drink Lonestar. That shit tastes on the way down like it does on the way up, and you don’t look nearly as hip as when you’re bear clawing a PBR like the rest of the mustached folks. Plus, you can get Shiner Bock equally as cheap, and it makes Sam Adams taste like Natty Ice.
 
Don’t: worry about being “too weird”, but definitely trying to stick out is futile. I met so many furies, men with breast implants and fire eating ventriloquists that I thought I was tripping even for the short time that I wasn’t. 
 
Don’t: try and get into all the bars you have heard of. The lines are ridiculous. The beer is horribly overpriced, and the bands are often underwhelming. 
 
Don’t: leave Austin without eating some TexMex. It is a phenomenon that your stomach will thank you for. Unfortunately, I can’t say the same for your asshole.
 
Don’t: pull on the catheter. Shit sucks.
 
 
Be merry, be safe, be hungry, be grateful, be my friend. That is all.
 
(Photo by Joey F.)
 
- Adam G.

 

   

Power Animal Celebrate People Songs at Kung Fu Necktie March 25

I wrote a review about Power Animal’s Female Wrestler EP for our December CD of the Month 2009 pretty soon after I received the CD-R in the mail. Well, since then Power Animal has been picked-up by Waaga Records, an offshoot of indie label Lefse (Neon Indian, Tape Deck Mountain). You can download a Waaga compilation aptly titled Waaga Records Compilation from Pitchfork here. Tonight is Power Animal’s album release show for People Songs at Kung Fu Necktie, and they’ll be celebrating it with The Ruby Suns and Toro Y Moi. Check out Keith Hampson with his new live band. They are just amazingly awesome - definitely one of my faves in Philly! Kung Fu Necktie, 1250 N. Front St., 8pm, $10, 21+ myspace.com/poweranimalpa - Q.D. Tran

 

   

An American Chinese Does Delivery to JB’s March 24



Somewhere between 1990s Modest Mouse and Against Me!, Philly natives An American Chinese have a knack for crafting acoustic based tracks meshed with clever quips and snare. A quick listen to their EP, Panic Pilgrim, leaves listeners smitten with their hodgepodge mix of folk and indie-pop. The raspy beat of “No Not Like That” is easily danceable, laced with classic rock construction, bringing to mind Asthmatic Kitty’s Starlight Mints. “Blaine Wiggins Failed Magician” is swimmingly swoon-worthy, adding strings alongside cymbals and nearly whispered vocals. An American Chinese’s songs are daring but discernibly thought out, making “Metropolitan” and “Jersey Claw” experimental but enjoyable. With a sound evocative of their creative independence, An American Chinese defies convention while having fun, which is always admirable. I just wish they’d release their latest album Utopian Tree already. It should definitely be a fun evening with Cheers Elephant and The Bee Team also on the bill. Johnny Brenda’s, 1201 N. Frankford Ave, 9pm, $10, 21+ myspace.com/anamericanchinese - Dianca Potts
   

Meg Baird Graces the First Unitarian Chapel March 24

When she isn’t a part of the brilliance that is Espers or dishing out Appalachian style ditties with The Baird Sisters, songstress Meg Baird breathes life into her own acoustic ballads. As part of a band with her sister Laura, she’s been involved with the local scene for going on nine years now following in the footsteps of her great-great uncle, I.G. Greer. Now on her recent debut solo release, Dear Companion, she continues in the tradition on her own with melodic guitar strumming and soothing angelic vocals. When you hear her play at the center of the First Unitarian Chapel tonight, you’re sure to be filled with enchantment. First Unitarian Chapel, 2125 Chestnut St., 8pm, $10, All Ages myspace.com/pennsylvaniawildlife - Bill McThrill