That picture above is of The Mae Shi not Crystal Antlers
Long Beachs Crystal Antlers have mastered the art of thrash, that combustible buildup of noise and melody that so many others have tried to harness, only to fail in a miserable pool of fuzzy annoyance. Blending messy, raspy vocals with pummeling drums, writhing riffs and strident organs, the band produces a kaleidoscopic tornado of inflection thats so right-this-very-moment. Not that these guys would seem to give a fuck about whats hot right now. Theyve got the rugged, turbulent presence of a band that would trash your house party were talking holes in the walls, vomit in the front yard, the pet goldfish missing. Not that Crystal Antlers would do that, per se; they seem to have good karma on their side. The bands van was recently stolen with their equipment inside, only to be found later with all the gear intactsomething thats probably never happened in the history of vehicle-jacking. Crystal Antlers Kevin Stuart (drums), Damian Edwards (percussion), Andrew King (guitar, organs), Jonny Bell (vocals, bass), and Victor Rodriguez (organs) bridle raw, seething energy and funnel it into a purple rage. A Thousand Eyes is an urgent cry that bounces from bellowing convulsions to jittery murmurs. The slightly slower The Owl may lower the tempo, but it keeps the intensity tight and uneasy. Until the Sun Dies Part 2, meanwhile, is a spastic, frenzied howl.
Tue., Nov. 4, 7 p.m., 2008