SHOW REVIEW BY DAN THE MANI first heard the Slackers in the late 1990s, about 15 years since I had been given a mix tape with
Fishbone, the Crazy 8's and the Specials as my
introduction to Ska.
This mix tape got me hooked and I went on to explore the old ska, reggae, the 2
nd wave of two-tone ska, and the third wave in the mid 90's of the punk ska that fizzled out and left only the true purveyors of the ska
riddims making music. The NYC based Slackers are one of these groups that have continually created great albums featuring tight
musicianship and creative songwriting.
Never having seen the Slackers live I had heard great things about their shows - this all ages adventure at El
Corazon proved that the Slackers are indeed a great live act.
The one bad thing about El
Corazon is that the bar is a separate room from the stage, so for an all ages show you have to watch the band on a shitty
tv screen if you want to have a drink in your hand. So after arriving mid 2
nd band (doors at
f'n early time of 7pm!) we head straight to the bar to throw back a beer or two. We get in to see Seattle
Diablotones play their brand of ska-punk, with two horns sitting in for this show. The bass player's voice is gone, a victim of the previous nights gig - apparently he fronts a hardcore band also.
The near capacity crowd is getting warmed up, and a mosh circle starts, fueled by the 16 year old with their shirts off. It's like some Seattle prep school is having a pep assembly here... but it's good to see these teens at such a stellar show instead of playing
xbox or twittering on
youtube. There are some
mohawked punks in the crowd, a few
dreadlocked rasta dudes, and a scooter gang worth of true ska heads. A pretty good showing considering the weak attendance at last year's Bad Manners show here - I felt embarrassed for our town when Buster
Bloodvessel and his ska legends played to a crowd 1/4 this size, but the show was at some ungodly early hour of 4pm. So this Slackers crowd is making up for it - apparently Seattle likes it's ska domestic.
The
Diablotones bust out a cover of "A Message to you Rudy" and are soon done, so we are back in the bar. I miss most of the next band,
Vancouvers well-dressed
Skavenjah, but come back to see their crazy
instrumental (ska) version of Jesus Christ Superstar.
During the break I take a trip to the
merch table to buy the latest Slacker's
cd for $10, as well as a 7" featuring Kevin
Hillyard, the Slackers Sax man. Bands - if you are gonna sell your
cd at shows, $10 is a good price. $15 and I probably won't buy it, as I can support my local record store and get it on sale for $12 or so. And really, stickers should be free.
The room is full of energy when the Slackers take the stage, the bass player dressed all in white to match his massive bass amp in a white cabinet. He plays an electric bass guitar upright, like playing a stand up bass. They rip into songs from their new
cd, "Self Medication".. I had no idea that the trombonist (Glenn) shared so many of the vocals with Vic Ruggiero (
Hammond organ, harmonica, etc). They are all
accomplished musicians in the manner of jazz players, and it shows.
Vic weaves stories in between the songs, his inner city NYC accent apparent. He plays the Hammond organ like it's an extension of his body, very fluid. Glenn the
trombonist sounds like a 50's era Sinatra style lounge singer. These guys like what they are doing.
Luckily the crowd is too crammed in for the
youngin's to start any moshing, though a few try and are shoved back by the rest of us. Everyone in front of the stage is doing some
verion skanking...which the band comments on at some point, Vic telling a story of the old guys at the ska shows he went to when he was young. Of course there is some
ditzy girl with long hair dancing in front of me, and she keeps flipping her hair around like she's in a beauty
pageant. A hint for
Betties like her: put your hair up in pigtails or hair ties or some Princess Leia bun, nobody wants to have your hair flipped in their face all during the show. At some point she is tired and leaves, and us true ska fans are left to bask in the amazing sounds of the Slackers.
They play lots of tunes from their new
cd, as well as old stuff, and most of the crowd is singing along to the lyrics. Glenn and Vic share the lead role, as does David on the Sax, a veritable one man horn section.
They play longer than the bouncer told me they would, and come back for an encore, which includes crowd requests like "Wasted Days" from their
cd of the same name. The end with some slower tempo dub style ska, and the crowd wants more but will have to wait for next time.
- Dan The Man