The Bowery Presents:
The Pack A.D.
4920 Freret St
New Orleans, LA, 70115
Doors 8:00 PM / Show 9:00 PM
This event is 18 and over
The Pack A.D.
The Pack A.D. aren’t ones to wait. When their songs kick off, you’re immediately met with a one-two punch of searing guitar riffs and pulverizing drums, a signature symbiosis of raucous garage-rock that singer/guitarist Becky Black and drummer Maya Miller have perfected over the past decade. With their new release, Dollhouse, the band is eager to follow up last year’s critically-acclaimed Positive Thinking with urgent thoughts on the current climate of the world.
Dollhouse wastes no time addressing those issues with its nine tracks clocking in at just
smoke-drenched skies of Vancouver, B.C. at Raincity Recorders, during one of the province’s worst wildfire seasons ever, Dollhouse is a product of the gloom that surrounds them and the rest of the world in these politically turbulent times. “Everything just feels like it’s sped up so rapidly and every day, there’s some new shitty thing that’s making it feel apocalyptic,” Miller says. Black adds that they approached this album with “a more positive outlook,” but, ironically, the results veered darker.
Dollhouse, especially its stomping title track, is a response to the calamity and the toxicity that’s suffocating our Earth. Miller describes songs like bleary-eyed opener, “Woke Up Weird,” as a “the- planet-is-doomed” anthem, a track that exhales with frustration (“I feel the planet/giving up”) but is clearly not going down without a fight.
It’s an album that equally explores the personal and political, with the concept of a dollhouse acting as “both a reminder of the closed ecosystem we all inhabit, the grander scale, and the miniscule confines of our individual minds, neither of which we can escape from,” as Black explains. “The anxiety of existing is a throughline in the lyrics on Dollhouse.”
When Dollhouse goes inward, it takes shape in the form of something The Pack A.D. has rarely written about: love and relationships. “Not Alright” claws through buzzsaw riffs in search for happiness and “Because of You” is perhaps the most romantic track the band has ever written, like a hollowed ghost of a ‘50s pop song yearning for a connection.
Wherever aguish is in your life, the songs on Dollhouse want you to know you’re not alone. “For me, it’s less depressing and more commiserating,” Miller says. It’s a cathartic release that, in more ways than one, couldn’t arrive any sooner.
New Orleans based Biglemoi named themselves after a fantastical dance which, if performed properly, creates an atmosphere of flowing energy that causes your limbs to grow and encourages others to join in.
The term, lifted from French author, Boris Vian’s “Froth on the Daydream (L'Ecume des Jours)”, fits the five piece.
The band is composed of two New Orleans natives, drummer Jonathan Arceneaux and bassist Matt Bigelow. Keyboardist Violeta del Rio hails from Madrid, Spain, while the singers/guitarists Jordan Prince and George Elizondo are from Mississippi and Managua (Nicaragua), respectively. This adds a welcome variety of both personal and cultural influences to their music. Influenced by the likes of Radiohead, Grizzly Bear, Soda Stereo, and Broken Social Scene -- Biglemoi come off as a healthy mix of all the best rock and roll ingredients.
Anchored by simple, pleasant instrumentation, their songs are snapped together by sudden flourishes of technicality and genre shifting. The songwriting and structuring are fun, thoughtful, and unpredictable. Of course, it's best to hear for yourself.
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