- I bet you can just smell the sweat by just looking at this pic of Japanther at The Seahorse. Can you believe there are ladies in the crowd there? Don't tell The Seahorse bouncers!
I tried to go see The Danks at Coconut Grove, but the place was at capacity and the bouncer was a GIANT douche, so sorry Danks (and all you Danks fans out there) no interview this time. So instead I went to The Seahorse for Devil Eyes and Japanther, only to find ex-Coaster Eric Duncan being hassled by a bouncer inside. Apparently he was trying to throw the scene-veteran out for moshing. Eric talked his way out of it and let him know "in two hours there's going to be 200 people on that floor pushing and shoving and there's nothing you're going to be able to about it. So don't be that bouncer." But get this! This was the bouncer's reasoning for wanting to kick Eric out—-"I don't mind you guys dancing around in there, but you know there was a girl in there and so we can't have any of that." Ummmm, exsqueeze me? I guess he didn't realize the next band on stage (Montreal's Devil Eyes) had a hell-raising bassist. Very progressive Seahorse.
But the show went on, and Devil Eyes were so fun I forgot about the earlier tiffs. Tapping into the fun of early blues and rock and roll, Devil Eyes crunched and buzzed through their set, which ended with guitarist Matt Lee destroying his guitar and cutting his thumbs to hell (check out these pics! one, two). I caught up with the trio outside having a smoke (check out what happens when a club-going bro brusquely pushes past the band).
Japanther were the only band I think I could stand to see follow Devil Eyes' set. And with the floor packed, steamy and sweaty the New York duo with their payphone mics and debit card pick got everyone moving. One guy lost a shoe and at one point my glasses got knock off but a kind girl grabbed them and I quickly stuffed them in the bouncer's polar fleece vest pocket. The best part was (besides a dizzily fast and distorted rendition of "Do you Wanna Dance") when after putting up with the crotchety stage manager leaning over his shoulder the whole time, drummer Ian Vanek stopped in the middle of playing and got up to tell the old dude to get off the stage and proceeding to get the crowd to chant "Old people suck". Always encouraging, Japanther refused to be labled musicians (rather, they're artists) and suggested everyone go out and start their own band saying, "You're not wrong. You're just yourself." I chatted with Japanther backstage about their non-musical activities and their row with the stage manager.