JELLYNYC POOL PARTY, July 18, 2010

MURDER CITY DEVILS / OBITS / JEFF THE BROTHERHOOD / SILVERGHOST at East River Park, Brooklyn, NY: July 18, 2010

Jeff The Brotherhood

Where was everyone on this beautiful Sunday? It was a hot afternoon but it wasn't that hot. Maybe the line-up wasn't to the liking of the tastemakers who hold court or the see-to-be-seen(sters). Only in NYC do kids turn their nose up at free shows—I live among a population of douchebags, but the food is worth it...really.

I completely missed Silverghost because of some bad information regarding start times so I don't know how the former Von Bondie went over.

Why the place wasn't packed just to see Jeff the Brotherhood is anyone's guess. The brothers from Nashville hit all the right places with their catchy hard-psych jams. If you haven't picked up a copy of Heavy Days, do so. Unfortunately, singer/guitarist Jake Orral was sick so you didn't get them at their best but they still put on a helluva show. Even though Orral was rumored to have been coughing up blood, he still put in over forty minutes. That's punk rock.

Rick Froberg of Obits

As to the Obits, I hate to be the bearer of bad news but they are a lousy live band. I love most of what they've served on vinyl but they can't pull it off live because their stage presence doesn't match the intensity of their recorded output. It's like Rick Froberg is playing with a bunch of accountants—it's that boring. Pitchfork, Jehu and Hot Snakes were hot shit live, but aside from Froberg and drummer Scott Gursky, it's like spending time with your grandmother: you know you should be enjoying the experience but you really don't. And that sucks because Froberg deserves better.

The Murder City Devils are back? They've played a few of these reunion shows but nothing seems to be happening in the studio. Who knows? Too bad because Thelma wasn't exactly their best effort and something new from MCD might right that wrong. Any doubt that these guys

Murder City Devils

couldn't still bring it live though was diminished when singer Spencer Moody, bearded and clad in some Tom of Finland t-shirt, opened his mouth and that chilling MCD organ sound hit the air. They were well oiled. Motoring through a set that included "Rum to Whiskey," "Johnny Thunders," and

"Dancing Shoes," MCD sounded fresh and played like it mattered, giving those who braved the sun something to take home with them besides a free silkscreen Vans t-shirt.

-Troy Brookins

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