The 10 Most Mind-Blowing Live Acts In DFW
Every day, thousands of bands play in every corner of the globe -- it takes a lot to stand out from the crowd. Here is a list of 10 DFW bands who you'll never forget seeing, according to the esteemed live music lovers at DC9 at Night. Our panel of experts on this particular one includes Jaime-Paul Falcon, Gavin Cleaver, Brian Rash, Douglas Davis, Shahryar Rizvi, Alan Ayo, Eric Grubbs and Kelly Dearmore.
Dale Jones of New Science Projects
New Science Projects
What used to be a one-man show with folk-punk guitarist Dale Jones has morphed into a full-fledged punk band. The group follows Jones' lead, with uniform war paint and red and black makeup smeared all over their faces, necks, hands and arms. The group is known for getting sweaty as Jones shouts incomprehensible banter (and sometimes lyrics) once he goes into his possessed character. He writhes and wriggles his way into the crowd, smearing sweat and makeup onto people's shirts as he screams lyrics about politics and society into the microphone and their faces. The crowd is just as much a part of the set as the band is, and Jones is particularly adept at getting everyone singing along. You'll seldom see the band on a stage, as New Science Projects prefer the floor, where the people are.
Bad Sports, Mind Spiders
At the Dallas Observer Music Awards a couple years back that a rowdy threesome pissed off what looked to be a few upper middle class, white gentlemen. After Bad Sports guitarist Orville Neeley squirted a bottle of mustard over the crowd, an angry man retaliated by slapping him in the face. A few moments later, another man threw an overpriced beer at the band. Both were escorted out firmly by security, leaving the band in good spirits and the crowd cheering for more. That's the type of action you can expect to see at Bad Sports shows. You'll see much of the same brazenness at Mind Spiders shows, since the two bands share a member or two.
The Wee Beasties
If you've never seen a live Wee Beasties set, you're missing out. Lead singer and all-around troublemaker Richard Haskins is a combination of things: sweaty, loud as hell, obnoxious, perverted and often naked. His massive hairy body tests the elastic limits of his whitey-tighties as he blunders around stage instructing girls in the crowd to kiss each other, and inviting many of them up to the stage to dance, before singing music that inspires mosh pits to form at the front of the stage. It's some kind of magic.
Bassist Aaron Gonzales, guitarist Greg Prichett and drummer Stefan Gonzales come together to form a production called Unconscious Collective, an Aboriginal-looking trio, decked out in bone necklaces, face paint and minimal clothing. Fusing jazz and blues elements into their calculative, math-laden rock, UC offers two compelling reasons to stick around -- one of which is entirely the music. These guys can certainly keep you entertained, dressed as primitive-looking hunters and gatherers, but their fast and then slow music has breathtaking crescendos that start and stop at the command of the drums, which Gonzales seems to control by spirit alone.