HALLOWEEN BASH feat JAY REATARD

ENTRY FOR THE HALLOWEEN BASH IS €6 WITH COSTUME / €10 WITHOUT !

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(tickets from the cancelled Jay Reatard show at Lido are not valid for entry at White Trash)

live: JAY REATARD

Witrh the 2009 release of Watch Me Fall, Jay Reatard’s 90-something ^th release since dropping out of 8^th grade to pursue this game, you might ask, who is this guy?

In the late 90s, 15-year-old Jay Lindsey, living right outside Memphis, played all of the instruments on a demo tape by his newly-minted performing moniker of “The Reatards.” This cassette was sent to Eric Friedl of the Oblivians, who had used the “Goner Records” imprint on a couple of releases. His next would be a 7” by The Reatards, followed shortly by a full length LP, Teenage Hate (Goner, 1998). Remembers Jay:

“I read an article in Spin about ‘The Lo-Fi Revolution’ in the mid-90s, and I kept seeing ‘Four-Track’ ‘Four-Track’ ‘Four-Track’….and I didn’t know what one was, but I figured out that it was what all of those bands, Sebadoh, Guided By Voices, used to record their records. Before the internet, it was really hard trying to figure out what one cost, or how to find one in the first place, but I finally got one for Christmas. Before that, I recorded by using a karaoke machine with two tape decks hooked up to it.”

After quickly building a reputation for an anything-goes live set, and releasing another excellent full length Grown Up, Fucked Up (Empty, 1999), Jay Reatard shoved what was previously a side project to the forefront and started raising eyebrows with something other than live mayhem: Songwriting and an ear for breaking ground.

Hands-down one of the best live acts in the country, the Jay Reatard band (Stephen Pope on bass and Billy Hayes on drums) fueled a phenomenon by sheer force and efficiency: Shows frequently featured 18 songs (or more) in 25 minutes (or less), often running through his catalog at double or triple speed, and announcing the next song title before the first song ended. Though lately they’ve been known to play as long as an hour and to take the occasional breath, the crowd-pleasing sense of panic and brutality remains – think of the infectiousness of top-shelf Buzzcocks shoved by the physical power of Black Flag or Husker Du at their peak.

 MORE INFO: http://www.myspace.com/jayreatard

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+ DJ Steve Machine