Not the next big thing...

I fucking love Dada Swing. They are from Rome. They have toured with Erase Errata. They have a song on a Kill Rock Stars compilation. They are playing Ladyfest Olympia soon. These are but signs of their greatness.

They play crazy, crazy noise pop. The drummer is my absolute all time hero [hyperbole? what's that?]. She plays with her long, straight hair in her face and pulls the cutest grimaces and basically just freaks out. The main frontlady played the best little riff [if I can call it that? it was a mixture of beats and random synth noises...] on a cheap keyboard that I have ever heard. All of them are completely unassuming and I want to be their friends. I couldn't stop grinning. We spoke to them afterwards and they were genuinely really nice. They want to play Brighton some day and love Comet Gain. Ha.

They were SO welcome after witnessing The Rocks play their average poseury garage rock or whatever it was. I can't stand egocentric frontmen and women [although Karen O seems to get away with it] and the guy from the rocks annoyed me greatly. He kept pointing in people's faces and going up to people in a "I'm a crazy rockstar! Look at me!" way...

The last band on, New Zealand's Die Die Die, weren't much better. Whiney emo vocals on top of straight forward, straight ahead nu-hardcore. They should have been touring with Funeral For A Friend or something. The frontman did the whole "I'm a crazy rockstar! Look at me!" thing too as he pushed his way through the crowd whining about something.

Sometimes I love Artrocker because every now and then you have an amazing eclectic night like this that isn't too busy and it makes up for all those shit times you got stuck outside queuing in the cold.