By Kevin McGoldrick,
SDAM Staff Writer
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2024
SDAM.com/Kevin McGoldrick
"Anthony,
more Anthony," she screams. Action figure poses, the girls tight shirts frozen in
front. Masturbation for the masses, voyeuristic pleasures unleashed. I always doubt
pretty boys and their bad attitudes. There stand their punk boy counterparts raising
their fists into nothing but the hollow, into the air, just stuck in squares. And
the corner kids silently amused and waiting for the next band.
Setting the scene at the Casbah. An orgy of indie rockers fifty or so strong, the resurgent souls of the late 70's mop head who have come to listen to a set headlined by Counterfit in conjunction with the North Atlantic's CD release extravaganza. The Transit War was in the second slot following local favorite's Prizefight. Perhaps, the explosiveness and dynamic moves of Prizefight and their epic ending song "Sing at the End" minutes before detracted from the opening phrases of the Transit War. "Flashbulb memories" came off stale despite its explosive guitars, the disjointed vocals seemed more disjointed than they should be. In songs like "Forgotten July", the uncomfortable silences seemed too uncomfortable and the performance lackluster, at times lacking any discernible musical quality, that which makes a band different than a lilting late night conversation over a couple pints. And how bout man-boy art rocker Anthony receiving a showering of phermonally induced attention, especially from those of the vaginal variety. As the old rock n roll proverb states, "Forget the fans, forget their focus, just play and play loud." And to this end, it could have been much louder, drowning out all that pointless Friday night chatter. There is something disconcerting about hearing about the world of the adult job, about the corporate aspirations of the woman standing next to you when all you want is a dose of the counter culture. However, forgetting these shortfalls, some of which the band had no control over, they are lovable and huggable and I enjoyed the energy, especially those periodic pulsations of intensity coming from a frontman, a true frontman. There were striking moments where the melodies were ringing and this four piece, seven months in the making seemed destined to rescue a crowd from its own narcissism . A song such as "Break all your promises," had such a beautiful anthemic chorus that it would even make their seventh grade soccer coach proud. After all, "there is no I in team" right?. These moments, however, were few and far between, but I will see them again and they will be better next time, they should just hope they don't take the stage after Prizefight.
BAND SHORTS I recently caught up with the band The Transit War at the pool tables of The Casbah for a quick pre-show chat.
SDAM: How did you come up with the name The Transit War?
SDAM:Backtracking, how long ago did the band come together?
SDAM:You have recently completed your self-titled debut, where does your music
go from here?
SDAM:Your lyrics seem to be mostly about relationships?
SDAM:Have you ever been drawn to any lyrics that are more political in nature? A sampling of some of their music influences: Weezer, Nirvana, Minus the Bear, the Rolling Stones, Guerilla Biscuit, Modest Mouse, Dinosaur Jr., Hot Like a Robot
SDAM:Any local bands that you root for?
SDAM:Finally, any advice for the kids?
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