Xiu Xiu

Xiu Xiu fetish: Pain is pleasure with this indie band.

Details

Scheduled to perform with Jason Alexander, and Andrew Jackson Jihad on Tuesday, March 8

Modified Arts

Related Content

• Year in Review, Kickstarter, Top 15 Local Releases in This Week's Issue
  December 29, 2011
• We Love Morrissey, But Does He Love Us?
  November 17, 2011
• Is Morrissey Coming to Phoenix?
  September 1, 2011
• September 6 In Blogs: Joe Arpaio, Splash Pool Party, Morrissey, Texaz Grill, and Elliot Campbell
  September 6, 2011
• Decemberists Bassist Nate Query Talks Influences, The Smiths, and a Love of Americana
  August 9, 2011

More About

• Jamie Stewart
• Tupac Shakur
• Robert Smith
• Working Out
• Exercise and Fitness

Long before they entrenched themselves in a spat rivaling the East Coast/West Coast rivalry of Biggie and Tupac, former Smiths front man Morrissey and fellow sad sot Robert Smith of The Cure somehow produced an offspring, a sullen young'un named Jamie Stewart. Details are sketchy as to how said progeny came about, but during a tumultuously traumatic childhood filled with dark angst, sexual obsession and neurosis, Stewart displayed a penchant for pained pining like his papas. Okay, we're kidding about all this, but you can imagine such a situation when listening to Stewart's hypnotic wailing for his indie/emo/post-punk outfit Xiu Xiu. Against a soundscape of drawn-out, warbling synth and guitar, he delivers catchy, melodic, sometimes caterwaul-filled songs about isolation, pain and love, before breaking into a near whisper during the requiem for a gay lover murdered by his beefcake boyfriend in "Fabulous Muscles," the title track to Xiu Xiu's most recent LP: "Cremate me after you cum on my lips/Honey boy/Place my ashes in a vase/Beneath your workout bench." Ol' Moz and Bob would be proud.