State Park Sundays (and Mondays?)
Makeout Palace, Speakerhug, and Supermarket Parking Lot close out room with equal human-to-camera ratio.
Written By Michael Gutierrez
The amount of audio and video uploaded into the cloud from Sunday night’s four-stack bill must have measured in terabytes, never mind giga- or megabytes. A photog frenzy!
You’d think the biotech braintrust in the highrises surrounding One Kendall Square had reanimated the dead corpses of John and George to play a one-night-only Beatles reunion gig with Paul and Ringo at the subterranean faux-midwestern dive.
We’re cooking up wooly mammoth meatballs these days – it’s not such a crazy idea!
All the attention was for the four bands, one or more of whom seemed to be recording the show for posterity. Not something you see every show, but often enough. Everyone knows someone who knows someone with access to a pro level recording equipment. Bands can use the footage to feed the insatiable algorithm
The cameras should have been there for Makeout Palace.
The three-piece punkers offered the most spirited set of the night, reeling the crowd in with thrash hooks and some dumb fun crowd work.
Musically, the band pulls in a few directions. A little bit dance, rock, a little thrash, a little surf rock, and shades of straight indie pop à la Spoon. That’s a lot on your plate at once, but the local giggers pull it off with panache.
It sounds like a new album is in the works, called “Midnight….”? Midnight-something. Cracker jack reporting. You heard it here first!
