SXSW Wednesday: Colourmusic, Wolf Gang, the Kickback, Admiral Fallow, Pete Wentz’s Black Cards

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AUSTIN, Texas — SXSW is basically a musical March madness. Here’s one man’s brackets at the end of Wednesday night’s series of showcases:

BRONCHO: When in doubt, follow Martin Atkins. The famed drummer for Public Image Ltd. and Pigface led a spirited panel Wednesday afternoon advising newbies to the music business, then started his evening at the Oklahoma showcase, seeing BRONCHO. Funny about that name: it’s in all caps, for some reason, and it’s pronounced so it rhymes with honcho. Tulsa’s BRONCHO is the latest project from Ryan Lindsey, who manages to meld his experience in the alt-country band Cheyenne and early indie-rock hopefuls the Starlight Mints into a sweaty mix of loping cowpunk and Stiff Records guitar aggression. Atkins was bobbing his head, anyway.

Colourmusic: Another Okie quartet, Colourmusic, hoisted the freak flags over Austin’s Sixth Avenue early, unleashing a squall of early Flaming Lips feedback, general high-pitched shrieking and, surprisingly, some meaty funk grooves. This is some serious evolution for a band that started as a more folk-driven, Britpop act (see their more accessible debut, the cumbersomely titled “F, Monday, Orange, February, Venus, Lunatic, 1 or 13”) — and then they met the Lips’ Wayne Coyne. Underneath the Brainiac-like furor, though, are some solid, funky rhythms. One fan was moved enough to tear off his shirt, jump on stage and dance ecstatically for all to see.

Wandering Sixth Street …

In addition to the smorgasbord of music down here, Chicagoans, it’s also in the 70s. Strolling the main music row thus makes for easy shopping, with a band neatly framed in the open windows of most clubs. Practically next door to the Colourmusic show was another band with British spelling: Chicago’s own Secret Colours, which turned in a set diametrically opposite of Colourmusic’s brave frenzy; Secret Colours plays a tender swirl of ’60s autumnal folk and ’90s shoegaze. Down the way, Ha Ha Tonka smartly showed its Ozark roots in some ripping country-rock, featuring a mandolin player with a harmony voice as high as his instrument and a rhythm section with a driving backbeat. These Missouri boys had the crowd clapping along — and this was the SXChi showcase, sponsored by Chicago’s JBTV and Threadless. Around the corner at Latitude, the unofficial British embassy for the duration of SXSW, Lonndon’s Wolf Gang drew a crowd. Here’s a band that looks like an anachronism — Spandau Ballet’s wardrobe, Adam Ant’s earring — but sounds timeless, luring a dancing mob on the street with rich melodies and crisp playing. A fellow next to me was lured away from another showcase by the sound. “American music is so muddled,” he said. “This is so British — so clean and clear and, I don’t know, some kind of tune to take away with you.”

Video of the effect Wolf Gang had on passers-by outside the club …

The Kickback: Guitarist-singer Billy Yost quipped between songs, “If you work in the entertainment industry and would like a hot record to put out, boy would we like to talk to you!” Here’s hoping they had their chat. Chicago’s the Kickback is a fierce power trio within a quintet — Yost, his brother Danny Yost on drums and bassist Zach Verdoorn. Tighter than a flea’s undies, these three plow through every dynamic, from sweetly tuneful to apoplectic fury, buttressed by Billy Yost’s apparent natural edginess (his stage banter was taut, nervous, like he was spoiling for a dust-up) and a vein in his neck that bulged whenever things got really good and really loud. It was almost like seeing David Garza at SXSW all those years ago.

Admiral Fallow: Here’s the next Scottish band to watch. In the tradition of Belle & Sebastian, but with a more rock edge and a significantly grandiose songwriting perspective, Admiral Fallow is fertile with song styles and instrumentation. Opening their set late with a quiet tune, a lyric buoyed by rhythm guitars just for atmospherics, not melody, this six-piece played pastoral pop for those who’ve also been turned on to Mumford & Sons or their own countrymen, Frightened Rabbit. I heard the urgency and persistent rhythm of Dogs Die in Hot Cars (a fabulous but, with that silly name, defunct Scottish band), as well as a lyrical landscape of losers and big spaces that reminded me of American Music Club. With their flutes, clarinets and big drums in addition to the guitars, they could be Scotland Music Club, and they should start opening for the National immediately.

Black Cards: A small crowd waited for Pete Wentz to shag it from the mtvU Woodie Awards across downtown and finally debut his new band. He jumped on stage early Thursday morning with a crazy fur hat on and cranked up a fairly dime-a-dozen set of dance-rock. Black Cards is led by Bebe Rexha, a personable newcomer who comes off vixenish without being too affected. She’s got a great voice, but Black Cards are still waiting for a full house. The groove-based music is deftly led by Wentz’s bass, much the way John Taylor’s bass was at the forefront of Duran Duran early on, but in the end it was sub-Garbage, especially when the songs took on a reggae flavor, which suited neither Wentz’s nor Rexha’s strengths. Clutching his Miller Lite, Wentz mubled some stage patter about how “weird it is when you do something different and people are like, ‘That’s lame.'” In that sense, yeah, this was weird.

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