Despite their ominous name, Holy Fuck makes very butt shaking-friendly music. Kudos to the post-rock fans of Do Make Say Think that came out early through the snow storm and weren’t afraid to let their hipster guard down and dance; proving all those people wrong who say post-rock hipsters and people who go to the Empty Bottle feel movement and music are somehow at odds with each other.
I have completely taken a pass on this band twice because I checked out the songs they have up on their MySpace page and was less than impressed. I know that electronic music is not my favorite genre, but the description that they used no computers and incorporated a film-editing device did pique my interest. Watching them create the songs live helped to connect me with the beats and really get into the music. The band Saturday night was composed of four guys out of Toronto, though their MySpace page lists seven band members. The stage is set up for a live drummer and bassist to lock in the beats while the two others create the melodic noises. Including the aforementioned film-editing device, they use all manor of cheap keyboards and guitar effects to create all varieties of buzzing and chirping sounds usually found in electronic music. While they may not be pushing the genre forward sonically, they are doing something worthwhile to actually pay to see in a live setting. Watching the two melody makers tweak knobs, plugging in various cables like a 21st century switchboard operator, while simultaneously undulating like narcoleptic speed freaks is well worth the admission price alone. I think it caused the crowd to think, “Hey I can’t look any weirder then those 2, and this beat is quite catchy,” thus contributing to a decent sized group of people up front dancing.
They played about 6 songs during their opening set, and this is where I will fault them. From my best understanding, electronic dance music is meant to be seamless and continuous. By breaking their set up into the typical 5-6 minute “song” format they had to rebuild the momentum each time. If they could have created a rave like environment for their full 45 minute set the crowd would have been tearing the place apart. Instead, we were left only mildly pumped up but none the less ready for the contemplative and heavy sounds of Do, Make, Say, Think.
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