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Stories by Wate Charles

Kava Lounge Hosts Bonobo Benefit and Todo Mundo

The vibe at oft-creepy Kava Lounge, home of the Vegan White Russian and kava mixed drinks, is atypically cheery for the Bonobo Benefit. About 25 primate empathizers mill about beneath dangling fliers of factoids from ...

I Am an Essential Element

"It's DNA," YellowFever drummer Adam Jones says fresh out of the van after a hot drive from Phoenix into "sweater weather" as Roxy Jones howls a mic check at Soda Bar. The Austin-based tropical malady ...

The Temperature of My Mouth

Sound-check or disco-punk John Cage tribute? Rafter's drummer pounds out quarter note kicks in time with programmed 808 bass drops; square-rimmed Rafter Roberts strumming Gibson SG makes no sound till the tubes get warm. A ...

Making Love With Fear

What's up with the platypus? It's like a duck smeared over a beaver, but then it swims like an otter and, really, what sort of mammal lays eggs, anyway? It's totally ridiculous and probably alien, ...

Attention-Deficit Rock

San Diego pioneers WITT and Snuffaluffagus are off on a West Coast tour to Canada. The send-off show at UCSD's Ché Café sees an all-ages (read: teenages) crowd hopping around to upbeat indie Bossa Nova ...

Innerspeaker

Debut album Innerspeaker from Aussie three-piece Tame Impala arrives just in time for summer navel-gazing. Recorded and produced by front man Kevin Parker, engineered by Death In Vegas's Tim Holmes, and mixed by Dave Fridmann ...

Hieronymus Beboppin’ Bosch

I almost feel 17 and angsty again as Bellingham mathcore dudes Dog Shredder bobble around Bar Pink. All elements are present: drummer in Dillinger Escape Plan tee with Band-Aid under eye as if he just ...

Ephemeral Eon

Minneapolis-based indie folkster Luke Redfield's debut speaks of wanderings both spiritual and geographical. The collection of transcendental travel songs tells the story of a modern seeker probing for truth within and abroad and ultimately finding ...

Primal Duality

"We're going to space," Primitive Noyes' guitarist says. "Will you come to space with us?" The bassist puts a bow to her strings, coaxing ethereal groans and harmonics through a delay pedal. The layered sound ...

High-Five Your Neighbor

The sold-out Belly Up show saw a front-row throng of doe-eyed hippy chicks in tangled hair casting quixotic glances at Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros singer Alex Ebert while eight other performers sing and ...

You Feeling?

Lord Howler played their third show to a crowded Bar Pink. A Flying V and a left-handed Les Paul harmonized leads over driving, Van Halen bass. “Let's get it on!” Front man Charlie says. “This ...

Bin Booty

Portland's nice nice opened up the Casbah with polyrhythmic percussion over loops, noise effects, and synth. A samba troupe wanders into a Neu! concert covering a Glenn Branca piece. More sound than music, the dancey ...

No Megaphones in Rome

Boyscout opened with two drummers, two guitars. Informed by San Diego's unique brand of hardcore and guitarist Lain Weck's roots (Marasol, Fever Sleeves) in odd-time noodling, the set was an energetic experiment in dueling strings ...

Ding! Ding!

It's a lively night at the Ruby Room. Post-apocalyptic quasi-porn plays on flat screens. Resident artist Alex draws caricatures of unwitting patrons. Vinyl Film plays a generic Get-Up-Kids-grow-a-pair pop punk set. "Yes, I'm wearing a ...

Soft Pipes, Play On

This album is just one more reason why I'm convinced San Diego is some sort of afterlife. I mean, if it were up to me to choose the post-life house band, it would go something ...

Live from Bellingham

It's just before ten at the Radio Room and Fkenal’s ending their set. A dude with long hair bums me a Top rolled cigarette. His name is Andy and his band Sugar Sugar Sugar is ...

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