District of Cacophony

A showblog/journal/diary, mainly taking place in Washington, DC

“How do they see when there is no light?”
“They live by night, they live by night!”

“Where do they go, and when do they sleep?”
“They live by night, they live with me!”

There is this band called The Points that has been kicking around DC for a while and I have been vaguely aware of them. They were the house band at Fight Club and they play at other places, and they have a whiff of controversy about them… getting banned from clubs, maybe? I am not sure.

Anyway I didn’t think I had ever seen them forgot that I had seen them before and so I was willing to go along with some friends that wanted to check them out. And I was amused, though not overwhelmed. They were a straightforward punk/hardcore band straight outta 1982, sounding almost exactly like the Misfits. Here and there I was wondering if they were actually just covering Misfits songs that I don’t know. They had a bunch of fans who spat beer at them enough to drench the singer/guitarist in a sort of gross way. It was fun. But sort of dated. As in, they were doing things that were only novel for a few seconds, over 25 years ago.

I would be willing to watch The Points again but I wouldn’t really go out of my way. Maybe if I were 17 I would be a little more interested. They were fun but inessential.

On the other hand I would really like to hear more from openers Davey Crockett. This was a guitar/drums duo that played really loud and hard pop… actually not so incredibly different from Japandroids who I saw like a month ago, only not quite as poppy as that. But there was a similarity in the way the guitar wasn’t complicated, just basic rhythm guitar played loud and hard with lots of effects, on some sort of hollow-body telecaster. I thought they were great. The guitarist was a nerdy type who reminded me a little of Lou Barlow, while the drummer’s long black hair hanging down in his face reminded me of Dave Grohl. They were selling tapes and I would’ve bought one if I’d had any cash, but I guess it was not meant to be.

Davey Crockett are from Houston and seem to be a pretty new band. Here is their myspace where I can get my fill of what was probably on that tape. I’m glad I caught them.

There was an earlier band that I missed; a review over at DC Rock Live suggests they would’ve been worth it, too.

UPDATE: Actually if I would read my own blog I would realize that I had seen The Points at least once before, a year ago opening for Obits at the Black Cat. Huh. Well I have no real recollection of that — obviously nobody was spitting beer at them then. Who knows how many bands I have seen and forgotten…

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