Lymbyc Systym @ Yucca Tap Room | Friday, September 21, 2012
Jared and Michael Bell, who make up the entirety of post-rockers and former locals Lymbyc Systym, may be brothers but they seem like polar opposites. Mike is definitely the more extroverted one and it shows through his dynamic drumming display. Jared is more comfortable with a quieter, meeker melody, fitting him well behind the keyboards. Lymbyc Systym's polarity flows through their staggering post-rock jams, but works together, not against itself. Maybe that symbiotic mindset you can only get through sharing a womb explains why their execution is so flawless.
Lymbyc Systym have been a part of Phoenix's local music scene, on and off, since 2001, putting them in a very familiar position with everyone else in this town. It didn't seem like people were here to "catch a show" so much as they were here to see old friends. Everyone seemed to know each other.
My editor told me that when doing these show reviews, to ask myself why people bothered paying money and showing up here and to capture that spirit. This is why people were here - they were friends, family, maybe some folks close enough to be family. Real celebrations of this scene down in The Valley. But most of all, Lymbyc Systym are succeeding at branching out and bringing their tunes all over the globe.
The most common thing I heard all night was, "I'm in a band." Tony Patiño of Me Vale Madre (Michael Bell's other band, who opened and I missed because I'm lame) related living with a member of Dry River Yacht Club (who also opened). The music scene in any given city, I realized, is much more intimate than I've probably ever recognized, being just a young, geeky writer who can't play a note. This is probably obvious to some people.
But it isn't a pretentious scene, like Los Angeles appears to be. Just like their tunes, Lymbyc Systym are down to earth and received their fans with humility. The crowd was enthralled from beginning to end with this uplifting show, which highlighted much of the new album, Symbolyst. The audience even demanded an encore, which the band happily obliged. And the whole show was immaculate the whole way through.
"No rehearsal, either," Mike grinned after the show. He hadn't seen his brother Jared in months, but they still channeled this energy like nothing had ever changed.
Last night: Lymbyc Systym with Me Vale Madre, Dry River Yacht Club, Back Ted N-Ted at Yucca Tap Room.
Personal bias: The show had a cover? What? At Yucca? Ten bucks? What!? Man, so many people were pissed.
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The Crowd: Plenty of familiar faces and definitely a lot of old fans that remember the last time that Lymbyc played in the Valley, over three years ago.
Best T-Shirt: Some guy had a white shirt with that fucked-up Jesus fresco above the words "KILL YOUR IDOLS." I was overjoyed.
Weirdest Thing Overheard: I'm gonna have to nominate the guy at the intersection who screamed at me, "You got somethin' to say?" His friend in the passenger seat said, "I'm sorry. He's drunk." His door was open and he certainly looked wasted and like he would possibly murder me. Before I could ask why he was even driving, they sped off, and the violent drunk driver screeched at me, "I kissed Bambi on the mouth!"