
Further
Seems Forever, The Movielife, Autopilot Off, Anberlin
@ Cat's Cradle, Carrboro, NC
7/19/03
As a quality alternative to the over-blown Warped Tour is this
four-exceptional band display. All four can be classified within
the faux-genres of emo-punk, indie-punk or as the New York Times
likes to say "screamo" (though that titled has been
used for more power violence-orientated band like Milhouse and
the Locust) - well more for Further Seems Forever than the other
three.
Unlike many major cities, the shows at the Cradle typically start
on time and end in a timely manner. For this show, there was little
variance. This was brutally made clear by coming to the show a
half-hour after the posted "starting time." This allowed
me to only catch three songs from Florida's new rising star Anberlin.
Though two of the three were among the best from their recent
release on Tooth & Nail Records Blueprints for the Black Market.
As the tour continues, make sure to show up early to check out
this five-some.
Shortly after Anberlin ended, it became obvious that all of the
clothing stores in town ran out of every color except black. While
I thought I was at a Ministry show for a spell, at least the color
was tempered the scenester combination of black clothes. Autopilot
Off from New York was up next. Though I've heard of AO for sometime,
I had never heard a lick from them. Slowly filling the stage,
the four-piece of AO started off with somekind of crazy intensity
and extremely tight playing. Playing roughly eight songs from
their various releases, lead singer Chris Johnson was a powerful
lead man that helped carry AO in overall band maturity. That's
the memories - a very mature and tight band that makes other band's
flaws even more obvious.
After Autopilot Off, the strong-island boys of The Movielife graced
the stage. Since the last time I had seen the Movielife play was
at a catering hall in Mineola, NY like six years ago, I was expecting
something much better than that evening so long ago. Like AO,
The Movielife are a very tight and intense live band. Interestingly,
the Movielife sound noticeably better live than recorded. Their
stage mannerisms come close to those from hardcore bands that
The Movielife share many veins with back in NY. Playing mostly
from their new album Forty Hour Train Back to Penn (Drive-Thru
Records) and a few others including "Hand Grenade" from
The Movielife Has a Gambling Problem EP, they played a healthy
set. One glaring moment was when lead singer Vinnie Caruana and
guitarist Brandon Reilly attempted a slow acoustic number. As
the acoustic guitar didn't work for some reason, they just played
the song with electric guitar. Apparently, Caruana was heckled
for the slow number and we would later lament how tough guys have
problems with such songs. Through his little post-song show, he
rambled a bit and stated that coming from New York and getting
heckled here was bullshit. I don't know exactly what he was getting
at but it leaves open a number of interpretations - some negative.
After thanking the crowd for keeping the scene alive, The Movielife
ended with an explosive blast of songs.
Taking a close-to-rock-star long time to the actually take the
stage, Florida-based Further Seems Forever finally strapped on.
Lead singer Jason Gleason, wearing a Krokus shirt, began FSF's
set of bipolar songs. That is, songs that move quickly between
screaming and super-mellow sections. At times, this approach was
very successful, other times it seemed a bit strained and forced.
As a nice change of pace for the evening the bassist/backup singer
Chad Neptune wore something other than black - a flannel shirt.
On some of the songs Gleason would join the two guitarists with
guitar and for another song the tech picked up an acoustic to
add thickness. So, there was a moment were you had four guitars
strumming away and I though I was watching A Mighty Wind with
the New Main Street Preachers. Probably the highlight of their
set was a sweet cover of Bjork's "Pagan Poetry." As
a multi-section epic, FSF pulled off the parts beautifully and
with considerably amount of their own touch. Though I'd never
seen FSF before, it was clear that they are onto something big
and will likely start to explode all over the music community.
After the show, I went home and stared at my white walls for a
while to fine tune my vision.

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