Posted in comedy | music | pictures on September 12, 2009

words by Black Bubblegum, photos by Ryan Muir

Panda Bear
Panda Bear

Friday, September 11th - Stage 1:
3.15pm-4.15pm : The Drones performing Wait Long By The River...
4.45pm-5.30pm : The Feelies performing Crazy Rhythms
6.00pm-7.00pm : Dirty Three performing Ocean Songs
7.30pm-8.30pm : Suicide performing Suicide (First LP)
9.00pm-9.45pm : Panda Bear
10.15pm-11.15pm : Iron & Wine
11.45pm-1.00am : The Jesus Lizard

Friday, September 11th - Stage 2:
9.00pm-9.30pm : Jon Glaser & Jon Benjamin
9.45pm-10.15pm : Derrick Brown & The Navy Gravy
10.30pm-11.00pm : Eugene Mirman
11.15pm-11.45pm : David Cross

The floors have been waxed. The bathroom tile is dry and shiny. Couches are not draped with bodies. Kutsher's and it's distinct 1960s time capsule "charm" is still in full force, though the place seems oddly tidied. Doorways that last year lead to muddy, mold infested corridors have been nailed shut. Random holes punched into the drywall have been patched. The musty smell that permeates the building is "covered" by an equally foul carpet deodorizer. I arrived a shade past 3PM on Friday (9/11) and it was obvious the ATP crowds hadn't sunk their fangs into the Country Club yet. Everything was still nice and clean.

As a veteran of multiple music festivals, I think that most feel very familiar... borderline generic even. ATP is an animal all its own. There is an energy that is positive, creative and palpable. Musicians wander about the grounds, checking out the bands. The sound system is killer. It's like an indie summer camp complete with a poorly functioning shower.

We arrived early enough to catch the first part of The Drones whose current tour also had them at The Bell House in Brooklyn two days earlier.

"I hope you like bronchitis, 'cause that's what all you're getting" the guitarist said while pointing toward the front row of the audience.

Bronchitis or no, the band's angular and sometimes atonal pop was immediate and fun despite anyone's poor health.

The Feelies
The Feelies

The Feelies followed with Crazy Rhythms indeed, alternating between jingle bells, timbale, shaker, maracas, hanging lead pipe as well as a satellite floor tom and snare drum. It was great to see those songs come alive. See them in Brooklyn on Sunday night.

Dirty Three was four, as Nick Cave sat in the tickle the ivories. Nick played a backseat role, no singing, none of his songs... For all intensive purposes he was John Q. Pianoplayer. Ocean Songs is a very affecting record, and their engaging post-rock-y compositions swelled and collapsed with emotion. Just don't call them emo.

"I'd like to set the record straight for Pitchfork and those guys... we did not invent emo. Blame it on some other cunts," Warren Ellis quipped between songs.

During songs, Ellis hopped around on one leg while playing his violin, sashaying to melodies and punctuating key moments with jump-kicks. Dude has ups, especially in a suit. Those in NYC have another chance to catch the band Sunday at Bowery Ballroom.

Suicide followed, and I am definitely a fan of their first LP. In the Stardust Ballroom, a ski-goggled Martin Rev banged away at his Triton producing compelling keyboard squelches and 200 BPM kick drum assaults, while Alan Vega barked lyrics from his music stand like an ornery old man. It was very loud. Fun for a while, but I couldn't watch the entire set.

Panda Bear's loopy harmonious bliss is something that I enjoyed on the Person Pitch LP, but was not looking forward to in a live setting. Nevertheless, I checked out Noah Lennox's knob-twisting live set which contained backlit projections. It's hard to pull off a one man show effectively, especially if there is limited crowd interaction. Noah's other band headlines Saturday night (tonight) of the festival.

Iron & Wine was solo acoustic, and Sam Beam engaged the crowd fully. I caught a few songs until leaving catch some of David Cross's set before The Jesus Lizard.

Kicking off with "Puss" and heading into "Gladiator" and "Seasick", The Jesus Lizard attacked the stage with their trademark screechy guitar lines and high frequency bass lines. Duane Denison, David Wm. Sims, and Mac McNeilly were tight as hell and the band roared through their classics to an extremely enthusiastic crowd all while David Yow acted like a buffoon.

Either I'm showing my age, or he his, but I used to find David Yow and his antics menacing. That's not to say he was anything less than riveting. He performed 1/3 of the show from the crowd (surfing or otherwise). When on stage, Yow mock-jerked himself off, hula-danced, slap-boxed the microphone stand, pointed at women while crotch-thrusting, and wished the audience a.... "Happy 9/11".

By the way, if you're wondering who IS responsible for emo. David Yow has the answer.

"That's Slint's fault"

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The Jesus Lizard pictures are HERE. The Dirty Three pictures are HERE. The rest of the pictures (which also include comedians not mentioned above) are below...

ATP NY 2009

ATP NY 2009

ATP NY 2009

ATP NY 2009

Derrick Brown & The Navy Gravy

Derrick Brown

Derrick Brown

Eugene Mirman

Eugene Mirman

Eugene Mirman

Eugene Mirman

Eugene Mirman

Eugene Mirman

Eugene Mirman

Eugene Mirman

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

The Drones

Jon Benjamin and Jon Glaser

Jon Benjamin and Jon Glaser

Jon Benjamin and Jon Glaser

Jon Benjamin and Jon Glaser

Jon Benjamin and Jon Glaser

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

The Feelies

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

you can get a massage!

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Panda Bear

Panda Bear

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Suicide

Panda Bear

Iron and Wine

Iron and Wine

Iron and Wine

Iron and Wine

Iron and Wine

Iron and Wine

Iron and Wine

Iron and Wine

Iron and Wine

Iron and Wine

David Cross

David Cross

David Cross

David Cross

David Cross

David Cross

David Cross

David Cross

ATP NY 2009

The Jesus Lizard pictures are HERE. The Dirty Three pictures are HERE.

Stay tuned for Day 2.

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Comments (31)

Panda Bear in NYC soon! Please!!??

Posted by Anonymous | September 12, 2009 11:51 PM

crickets....

Posted by Anonymous | September 12, 2009 11:58 PM

david cross sucks

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 12:24 AM

suicide was the highlight. The review that dude made up there is obviously sippin inK juice

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 4:40 AM

Ladies and Gentlemen, please witness the fading of a once great, and vaguely experimental, festival. Iron and Wine? Comedy? The Flaming Lips? Feels like any other gathering of the badges.

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 9:26 AM

Exactly. Nick Cave played in a hotel room at CMJ last year. The pro-ATP media choose not to report it.

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 9:50 AM

Slint is responsible for emo AND postrock. I enjoy music from the latter, but certainly not the former.

Posted by Regular reader | September 13, 2009 10:20 AM

Here's a funny thought: Animal Collective in thirty years = Suicide.

Posted by Regular reader | September 13, 2009 10:48 AM


Ladies and Gentlemen, please witness the fading of a once great, and vaguely experimental, festival. Iron and Wine? Comedy? The Flaming Lips? Feels like any other gathering of the badges.


>>> well you just happened to pick the 3 most pedestrian acts there out of 50 or so nice going..
then again you cant 48 Lighting Bolts.....

Don't knock what you haven't been to...

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 11:23 AM

Once again, BV proves that it's easy to hate just about anyone.

Leaving now for ATP and I pity the folks who can't escape their little shit worlds to make it up there. It IS a lovely day.

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 12:38 PM

bring me with you!

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 12:56 PM

Rites of Spring was the first "emo" band. Fugazi put it on the map.
The shit today is not "emo". It is pop.

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 2:23 PM

11:23,

I was at ATP last year, just for the record. What about the Drones? What about Hopewell? Boss Hog? Do you consider any of these bands groundbreakers? Maybe in 1996, but come on. Let's call a spade a fucking spade here.

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 3:11 PM

Super furry Animals are the best band on the world

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 3:19 PM

Did TWENT WEZNOR make a guest appearance to say goodbye again?

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 3:36 PM

"Here's a funny thought: Animal Collective in thirty years = Suicide."

Here is a funnier thought: TWENT WEZNOR in thirty years = Hulk Hogan.

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 3:43 PM

2:23,

Are you defending emo in a post about ATP?

Posted by Anonymous | September 13, 2009 3:59 PM

I thought Black Dice also played this, what gives?
Panda Bear needs to make a trip to LA

Posted by Anonymous | September 14, 2009 2:11 AM

that "reviewer" doesnt know shit. I just listened to some new songs panda bear played and they kill! I thought Person Pitch was great, we are in for some good stuff

Posted by Anonymous | September 14, 2009 2:33 AM

"we are in for some good stuff"

yETH, SOMETH GWEAT NOO GOODBYE THONGETH FWOM THE GWEAT TWENT WETHNOR AND NINE INCH FAILS!

Posted by Anonymous | September 14, 2009 9:56 AM

i'd love to have a beer on a porch staring at a lake with sam beam.

Posted by donnie baseball | September 14, 2009 11:29 AM

Is it weird that I dont like a single band on this line-up?

Posted by Anonymous | September 14, 2009 11:37 AM

"i'd love to have a beer on a porch staring at a lake with sam beam."

I'd love to drink a bottle of Jim Beam while staring at a lake.

Posted by Anonymous | September 14, 2009 11:50 AM

11:37 - there's nothing to be ashamed of. you're simply retarded. please don't worry.

Posted by Anonymous | September 14, 2009 11:51 AM

11:37 "s it weird that I dont like a single band on this line-up?"

Dirty Uncle Hughie Cornwell has some free mp3s and some hot GILF action just for you!

Posted by Anonymous | September 14, 2009 11:55 AM

These pictures doesn't give "party" in "All Tomorrow's Parties" justice.The nerds at a Siggraph convention have more fun than this....

Posted by Anonymous | September 14, 2009 12:57 PM

If you don't like it, then stay away...there are surprisingly very few assholes at these events, so please keep it that way.

Posted by Anonymous | September 14, 2009 8:00 PM

looks like a fucking snoozer.. glad i passed on this

Posted by Anonymous | September 16, 2009 6:24 PM

To name a lame-series of events after a great Velvet Underground song is a crime enough, with that being said, looks like a snoozefest indeed. It shows the blogosphere really is clueless with what constitutes what good music is these days huh?! Big surprise here...I also love the photos that make a non-event look like a garden of earthly delights.

Posted by Anonymous | September 17, 2009 10:04 PM

very good topic

Posted by erotik shop | November 13, 2009 4:16 AM

Great recopilation of pics!

Posted by eMasajes Girona | February 4, 2014 12:12 PM

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