White Wires

WHITE WIRES <br /> <br /> THE MEAN JEANS <br /> <br /> Sábado 11 de septiembre - Madrid @ Wurlitzer Ballroom<br /> <br /> <a href=\"http://www.myspace.com/theewhitewires\" rel=\"nofollow\">http://www.myspace.com/theewhitewires</a><br /> <a href=\"http://www.myspace.com/themeanjeans\" rel=\"nofollow\">http://www.myspace.com/themeanjeans</a><br /> <br /> I think the single best SXSW 2010 performance by a band I hadn\'t seen before had to have been Canadians The White Wires, who I caught at the Trouble in Mind party at the Longbranch Inn (my vote for Worst Bathroom at SXSW 2010). The Ottawa trio ripped it up with a short, sharp set of hook-laden rock n\' roll that reminded me a lot of late \'70s new wave -- think the Nerves, Rezillos or even Tom Petty. Despite being mid-afternoon, they had the crowd dancing and left me wanting more. Seriously awesome.<br /> <br /> Northwest power-pop punks the Exploding Hearts may be gone, but they\'re certainly not forgotten. Up-and-coming Portland, OR, band Mean Jeans, who share a label and hometown with the late Hearts, also embody their spirit and sound. <br /> So every 10 or 15 years or so you get a band that takes the tired Ramone’s core formula and actually breathes fresh life into it. I’m talking bands such as Screeching Weasel, early Queers, Head, The Spits, Sloppy Seconds, and so on. Besides the bands that I just mentioned you have about a zillion clones of the same genre who just miss the mark or who just flat out suck. Well now we have one more band who does this formula justice and is here to save us from the ashes of our own depression. I am talking about a band that is gonna bring you back to the party make you drink till your stupid, pass out in your own vomit, and not feel bad about it the next day! The Mean Jeans are here to rescue you! Billy Jeans, Jeans Wilder, and Howie Doodat have brought us an lp that rocks from start to finish. The Jeans burn through 13 songs of pure retarded genius that will remind you of how happy you were when you heard the Spits for the first time. You have songs about partying, getting wasted, running out of smokes, partying, pogoing, space trash, and oh yeah…..partying! Nobody this year has put out a record this much fun and I don’t think anyone is gonna top it in the next couple of months. So while your probably listening to the next boring teary eyed, pseudo goth, art-fag locked in his bedroom with his dick in his hand and a 4-track in the other I will be jumping up and down in my living room fist pumping to “Born On A Saturday Night” and “Case Race”! Don’ Miss this band live, track down their other singles and make sure you write Ken Dirtnap a big love letter for putting this gem out!