The Best St. Louis Noise/Experimental Shows: September 2013
Mabel Suen Raglani with his bloops and bleeps at Plush.
Punk rock's outcry at pop culture is played out. Thirty some-odd years later, we're in the future and we're bored. Some still ball their spite for pop in other ways. Deliberately shrill and mostly dense, noise has become a blanket term for bands who explore and experiment around the beaten path. The genre, like others, isn't without its share of hang-ups, but that's why we're here. Every month, we supply the short list of sure bets in St. Louis, ranging from needlessly complex to minimalist drone. Connect the weird to your ears.
The schizophrenic weather feels all too apt. This month, witness blazing synth gurus Bitchin Bajas or St. Louis legend Ghost Ice. We've peppered in punk bands as well, especially ones with a healthy helping of feedback and static. Mixed bills are the spice of sounds this September. As usual, we'll go ahead and say these are your best bets, but they're not the only bets. Try as we might, RFT is not an all-seeing eye. Drop knowledge in the comments below, but keep it clean - the NSA is watching.
Bitchin Bajas with Raglani, Burlin Mud and Trancers at Apop Records.
8 PM | $5
Coming from the brain of Chicago's Cooper Crain, known best for CAVE, Bitchin Bajas locks neo-hippy soundscape into beats. Parts drone on in loops while a stray woodwind fights against murky keys. The whole affair repeats, building unto a ritual of dense noise. Keys populate the sound, adding tonal guidance to a spacey group who manages, just barely, to stay grounded here on Earth. Once a solo endeavor, Bitchin Bajas now works through a trio, indulging with deep psychedelia. Luckily these hippies eschew the drum circle, or any sort of percussion really, allowing for focused tones from tape machines and time-warped electronics.
Bitchin Bajas might very well be bitchin' enough to make the show, but St. Louis is no louse. Modular synth-guru Raglani plays with the trippy Trancers and Rick Wilson's Burlin Mud. These are all exceptional reasons to get weird. Really weird.