Last night Philthy (the city, not this fine publication) hosted JEFF The Brotherhood, the slightly-psychedelic garage punk rock duo from Nashville that produces an aesthetic that is both hyper-traditional rock and hyper-conceptually postmodern (They utilize three drums, three cymbals, and a three-stringed guitar.) The duo brought a sizeable crowd out to the basement of the First Unitarian Church for a passionately simplistic, stripped, and riotous performance. The evening attracted a wide array of fans, from crusty punks and metalheads to underage pre-hipsters and even a few hippie types, all of whom were anxious to celebrate the band that transcends, and even confronts, all of the genres which with it is labeled.
However, the highlight of the evening was immediate support, Heavy Cream, also hailing from Nashville. The three-piece (but a live four-piece) is a garage punk outfit, but they also emphasize their more subtle influences more than any of their peers. They are very reminiscent of Riot Grrrl, but also the most epic and anthemic Glam Rock (Their set included a cover of Alice Cooper’s “Is it My Body” that it’s hard to deny is probably the most perfect amalgamation of what your parents think is cool and what you think is legitimately transgressive and badass… and it is quite badass.) They manage to subvert both cheaply popular tastes and pretentiously inaccessible ones… but they incorporate both… in a way that seems to be a musical equivalent of a John Waters film. Onstage, the band appears like a Post-Punk aerobic dance party… It is certainly anarchistic, but it’s also fun-as-fuck… in a somewhat conventional manner.