Over The Weekend: Fight Night in Denton (14 Bands, One Packed Schoolhouse)
The Schoolhouse, Denton
September 5, 2009
Better than: shooting bourbon in an actual schoolhouse.
|Giggle Party, along with a baker's dozen of other acts, played The Schoolhouse on Saturday. Peruse our slideshow of the day's events.|
But Saturday, at around 3 p.m., as a slew of musicians rolled or lugged their gear up a set of pre-cast stairs and onto the porch, 28-year-old tenant Charlie Hunter pulled from a cigarette. "I think this one's going to get out of control," he said.
Established in late July, and named for its classroom-style ceiling
tiles, the Schoolhouse hosted 14 bands over 12 hours on three
makeshift "stages"--and charged its college-aged attendees the
affordable sum of free-ninety-free.
Whether acts played in the dining
room, study or attic, the day's tempo came natural and untamed. Beer
may have played a role.
Local music blog DayBowBow.net helped promote the event, the largest the Schoolhouse has held to date.
Though "hot and intimate" is a phrase typically reserved for
afternoons spent watching reruns of Mythbusters, it well describes the
packed attic where Leatherwood let loose with acoustic string-laden
vocals. The band had no sooner finished than the crowd slipped down the
staircase to find itself charmed by The Hand Combine, a trio singing
This was the ongoing model: the masses ping-ponged between rooms as one band broke its gear down and the next finished setting up shop; doing so left just enough time for audience members to hunt another brew or scarf down a hot dog from the spread out back. And the afternoon was not without a dash of spontaneity--a game of something akin to soccer erupted in the backyard at one point.
With the sun dropping, Lazy Native's electric set shook the floors while their tambourine man sprang wild through the crowd. The River Mouth proved legally psychedelic and Hard Times evoked the evening's skull-thumping punk contingent. Young and Brave and Western Giants relieved any doubt about Denton's taste for Americana.
But, of all the day's performances, Giggle Party gave the strongest visual, balls-to-the-wall show. Somewhere between pop-punk and anarchic electro-comedy, this mischievous quartet--and those brave enough to get close--were sodden with cupcake icing, malt liquor, silly string and sweat. The sticker on Jason Reichl's bass read "Sorry About the Mess" and perhaps best articulated the band's aftermath.
"Tell the Observer everything went smooth," Jaime-Paul Falcon of DayBowBow told me after the show came to a close. But, given the circumstances--house party, Denton, relatively fresh and humble acts--everything pretty much did.
Around 2:30 a.m., the Schoolhouse locks clicked tight and the porch
light switched off. Some stayed to mingle in the shadows.
Hunter's concern for unbridled chaos or a stern visit from Denton's
Finest only amounted to a minor issue over parking. While no major acts
headlined this all-day affair and most bands hailed from Denton, some
of the 300-plus people in attendance likely walked away with a few good
memories; possibly others walked away with a sense that Denton's
transitional, incestuous music scene is blossoming despite the Old
Guard's reflection on glory days gone by.
Said Leatherwood violinist Petra Kelly: "The spirit is there. Maybe it's just cyclical."
Personal Bias: I'm all for minimalism--but hell, guys, get some color on those walls. Cameras the world over will rejoice.
Random Note: When he's not playing host to rock shows in his living
room, Charlie Hunter waits tables at IHOP and chats it up with the
Denton PD. This might explain his good fortune.
By The Way: During one of Giggle Party's opening songs, an unsteady soul
took a header into the keyboard. Recovery came swift. The band played