Thursday, November 03, 2011 – Nia De-Bose Presents The Late Night Liquid Courage Comedy Showcase

Nia De-Bose Presents The Late Night Liquid Courage Comedy Showcase

There’s a new alternative to the Comedy Club. No drink minimums, and [relatively few] dick jokes. We get it; Airline food sucks, dogs are different from cats, and women love shoes. Moving forward, Houston Comedian Nia De-Bose is providing Houstonians with a new format for comedy. The Late Nite Liquid Courage Comedy Showcase will feature the city’s best and brightest upcoming and established stand-up Comics. Think of the Tonight Show, if it only featured Comedians. With the Average Black Band playing some mean 70′s funk, and libations abound it’s sure to tickle your funny bone and lure you into the Soul Train line! Local stand-up legend Ali Siddiq headlines.

Determination to succeed best describes Ali’s rising star into comedy, building an impressive resume in a short period of time. Ali has hosted and performed at several college campuses, participated in numerous celebrity events and briefly hosted his own radio show, “Tuesdays with Ali”, on KBXX 97.9 The Box. Ali began his comedy career in the penitentiary. Refusing to feel life had defeated him, he emerged from the dreary walls of incarceration as a man with a zealous mission; to become a professional humorist. “To me therapy is comedy, comedy is laughter, and laughter is happiness.” Ali’s hard work and dedication resulted in his swift and steady rise in the comedy arena. In his new life, he quickly took advantage of the opportunities given to him by the owner of the Jus’ Joking Comedy Café, in Houston, Texas. There he emerged as a weekly featured stand-up. Honing his comedic storytelling skills, building his name and quickly catching the interest of some of the most talented comedians in the industry. His off brand style of humor tickles the funny bone of audiences at every show.


Saturday, November 26, 2011 – Awkwardly Cast * Fake Believe

Awkwardly Cast (Sorry, No info on line)

Fake Believe (Houston, TX)

REVIEW – Space City Rock
Fake Believe, Talk Speak EP

While there’s nothing strictly wrong with the first two tracks of Fake Believe’s five-song EP, Talk Speak, I’ll admit they had me a little worried. The too-slick, hipster-ish dance-funk grooves on the verses of both “Pornography” and “Another Dead Romantic” didn’t get more than a shrug out of me — when there’s enough of a Rapture-like edge to the danciness, this sort of thing can work, definitely, but here it just seems like it’s killing time between the choruses, which are nicely fierce and rock-ish.

With “Card Homes,” though, things really start to look up. It’s a delicious, lush-yet-dark blast of synth-y pop-rock that gets manages to be ferocious and emo-boy raw while still holding onto that smooth, metallic sheen that covers the whole of Talk Speak; when the chorus comes, I want to drive fast and far away, howling along with guitarist/vocalist David Elbert’s increasingly tortured voice, and surprisingly, it hits me the same damn way each and every time I skip back to the start of the track. There’s just something about Elbert’s voice that fits perfectly here, and it’s hooked me hard.

“Warm Enough” continues in that vein, thankfully, ditching the proto-funk for more serious-sounding electro-rock as on “Card Homes,” with those Anniversary-esque, sci-fi-sounding synths and the little electronicized production touches throughout giving everything a near-future, right-around-the-corner feel. The track starts quiet and almost Portishead-like, but soon enough the melancholy gives way to bitter, just-distorted guitars, only to collapse eventually into pianos and drifting clouds, finally coming back in sky-high and coolly majestic, soaring way the hell over everything below.

Things come back down to earth for “Temporary,” which overstays its welcome just a bit, but even then I’m liking the layer-upon-layer way the band’s crafted their sound. In the hands of a different band, sure, I’ll grant that it might come off a bit self-indulgent, all the studio bits and the ultra-clean production and whatnot. On this EP, though, with these guys — hell, it just sounds like it was meant to be this way. And then, I feel the need to hear “Card Homes” again.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011 – Hell City Kings * Poor Dumb Bastards * The Wrong Ones

Hell City Kings (Houston, TX)

Formed in the Fall of 2004, the Hell City Kings appeared on the Houston punk/rock and roll scene with a well established following. With all of the Hell City Kings’ members having played in various other local bands for years, the group had no trouble playing packed shows throughout the Houston area. Due to the diligence of the band, their incredibly energetic and high intensity live shows, and …t…heir well founded reputation, the Hell City Kings quickly became the “go to” band for local booking agents looking for an opening act for some of their biggest shows. Among those acts were The Dwarves, The Reverend Horton Heat, and even European bands like Turbonegro. Venue size and location, the crowd or lack thereof, and juggling personal lives with band priorities could not keep the Hell City Kings down. The band has played shows ranging from sold out shows at the House Of Blues in Houston to local shows on weekends/weekdays at their home away from home, Rudyard’s Pub. No matter what the show may have to offer, as long as there are people looking for great rock and roll, the Hell City Kings are there to give it to them. Traveling out of town has also fueled the Hell City Kings’ desire to truly be a working band. Hell City Kings have played throughout Texas including Austin, San Antonio, and Corpus Christi. In addition to their love for playing live music, the Hell City Kings have also looked to duplicate that success in the studio. In 2006 the band released its first split 7”, with fellow Houston punks I Am Wolf, to rave reviews. Shortly after, they were nominated for “Best Punk Band” at the annual Houston Press Awards. Following the release of the split, Hell City Kings looked to expand their release repertoire with 2009’s “The Road To Damnation” LP. It took a while to find the right people for the job, but after numerous snags in the studio, the Hell City Kings forged ahead and finished recording in the first few months of 2009. Now, with the release of their first full length record, the Hell City Kings Are poised to take the rock and roll world by storm.

Poor Dumb Bastards (Houston, TX)

PDB was formed in March 1991 by long time hetero life partners and musical collaborators, Mike Porterfield and Byron Dean. The initial interest was to find a means to get into Emo’s for free, later they discovered Emo’s was always free. Drawing on their collective influences and experiences from some of their earlier work, bands like Cretinoid, Plutonium Flatheads and the Byron Weird Group, Mike and Byron set out create a genre all their own, hence “Texas Drunk Rock” was born. Add the non bass playing talents of Steve Scholtes and the competent, metronomic drumming of Chi Chi Macoola, and PDB were able to carve their initials on the bathroom door of the Texas music scene. Through the many years and many lineup changes, but these Ill-minded sewer rockers have stayed true to their founding principals. POWER, PERFORMANCE, PERVERSION


The Wrong Ones (Houston, TX)

“Rather than mine the pop-punk-y hooks that’ve become the template for the vast majority of punk bands lately, or even really hew close to the garage-rock that’s surged to the surface in recent years, on Deceiver, The Wrong Ones dive straight into the gutter. And while they’re down there, they mix it up with a whole lot of early NYC glam and sleazy, scummy metal, getting and giving a bloody nose and some ripped-up knuckles in the process. More than anything else, what this album makes me think of glam-metal forerunners Hanoi Rocks — like that band, The Wrong Ones ride the line between New York Dolls-style punk and flat-out sleazy, girls-and-blow metal like Faster Pussycat or L.A. Guns. Take a listen to the guitars for proof; ”
jeremy hart – space city rock

“The Wrong Ones come from the other side of the spectrum: brand-new noise that sounds crazy, the kind of stuff that makes record collectors and Ugly Things-magazine nerds shiver nervously while listening; like when you can’t stop touching that damaged and painful tooth ’cause it hurts so good. ”
Eric Springer – Rock is (not) dead

“The Wrong Ones I Love Love Ditchwater Records wrong ones.jpg Part of the new wave of Houston glam-punkers, the Wrong Ones have enough filthy swagger and destructive danger coursing through their veins to corrupt the whole city. Their new I Love Love seven-inch serves is a rightfully seedy opening salvo for the band. Lead singer Jarett “Neurotic” Barger and the rest of the Wrong Ones borrow heavily from the Johnny Thunders playbook, with a glossy sheen of puked-up Lone Star stinging every track. Side A offers up the title track and “Miss PDA,” spinning off your turntable and collapsing on your floor in a drunken stupor. It’s fun stuff, and B-side “Mannequin Girl” is five minutes of blistering, decadent thrash that seems to go for miles on paint fumes and glitter. Overall, this is a good primer for what’s in store for Houston if bands like the Wrong Ones start proliferating. Boys, start your man-orexing now.”
Craig Hlavaty – houston press