Review – No Means No at the Park Theatre, Easter Sunday 2009

just a lil d boon
just a little stylin’

just a little
for my soul’s
intoxication
my expectation
s
o
high
my,my
no means no
at the park theater
sunday night
happy easter!

when last i saw them
vancouver
somewhere around
2000
they blew me away
far far a,
way

just a little older
me and them.

opening, a band called bison
not from manitoba
assailing us from vancouver
hard and core
grunt and roar (vocals)
that i de/test so much more
than anything
except the smell of hot, fresh, tar
on roofing
on sizzling
a summer day

and then, the other guitarist
the one with the long scruffy
zztop beard
sang
he, sang;
he can carry
a tune.
bison didn’t push me to leave
for the comfort of the lobby
until their very last song
so, they’re better than kenmode
and putrescence. and if only
scruffy the zztop beard guy
sang
every song…
if only, if only.

then a wonderful surprise.
from poland.
potty umbrella
tunes!
melody!
one song (only) with vocals,
and that came 23 minutes
in,
to their set!
keyboards!
plural!
o brave captain
(firehose song)
a shaker,
a shaker! for this hard,core
all in black
boring ass crowd!
potty umbrella
“color me impressed”
(classic replacements song)
jazzy and funky
“thank you!”
after every song.
joy when they play.
spirit pure.
bass player and his boogie shoes.
grooving
and their obvious
m
i
r
t
h.

8:50 pm
barely ten minutes after
potty umbrella
left the stage
catching me in the lobby
gushing about
these courageous young
\men from poland/
and then, the sound
of live music
rushing inside
and the first song
No
is a drone
Means
a dud
No
a rotten spud
Nooooooooooo!
johnny rotten
to the hard,core
they’ve grown old
they’re old, snow
white
hair
and looking like
men playing in a classics
rock cover band
i’m down
i’m old,
i’m old.
i’m grey
i’m told.
they’re white
they’re, snow
white
hairrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

and then,
it begins
song number two
a joke
a ploy
the music the joy
the true
husker du
minutemen
meat puppets
firehose
oh, D Boon
and a little ramones
here and there

d boon
it’s there in rob’s voice
d boon
it’s there in the lyrics
minutemen
it’s there in the time
changes

john/john on drums
beating the snare and
tom/tom’s on guitars
and wires

i’m soaring
dancing, dancing
man on wire
i lean over to sam smith
the show’s promoter
“that first song scared the shit
outta me. I thought
they’d grown old!’
he grins. he knows.
no means no
means yesyesyes!

propagandhi.
is a no,no,no.
not even close.

no means whatever
is the best punk band
canada has ever seen
has ever been.
from victoria.
boring old victoria
and they’re old
and they rock
they seriously
snow,white,hair
head nodding
r
o
c
k

i’m yelling and i’m screaming
between and through the songs
i’m hoarse
i’m shaking
and sweat pouring
soaking through my salt/lick
skin
i’m in
heaven
i’m young again.
young again.

the songs
6 minute epics
of dance
and changing
tempo
breath between
speeds of the beat
beat/beat/beat
racing/hearts
d boon!
d boon!

re/discover
D Boon
the minutemen
un/cover
firehose
mike watt
george hurley
everyday!
ed
fromohio!
the fan who came
to their emotional rescue
(the rolling stones)
and sang their songs.
o brave captain.

no
means
no

one
hour twenty
seven minutes
2 duds 2
rotten spuds
325 seriously
rocked out
souls
650
soles
worn out.

just stylin’
all in black
hard,core
snow white
gentlemen
sirs in
hawaiian
shirts
just stylin’
D Boon
D Boon

part two, at the albert tonight
sold out
always a come/by/chance
ticket floating
no means no

tuesday, united steel workers
of montreal, Times Changed

martin sexton, burton cummings
theater, wednesday

gordon lightfoot
mts thursday

attack in black
shotgun jimmie
albert, thursday

weakerthans
constatines
oh susanna
friday and saturday
burton cummings theater

thunderheist,
winter gloves
friday, pyramid

stompin tom conners
tribute
times changed
saturday

About Eugene Osudar

“born, august 16, 1963. i’m 45, and yes, i’m getting too old for this. bring out the rocking chair. my first concert, november 1978, elvis costello and the attractions. i was 15. their blisteringly brilliant 65 minute set only served somebody to affirm my new direction in the musical parallel universes, new wave punk alternative, oh sanctity oh celebration (!Freedom!) college radio! i’m old, i’m used up and i’m free. i see 50something Full sets of music every month and dance most of them. and when i dance, i mean to say, I Dance and Celebrate, 2/3/4 hours a night. The Gaslight Anthem. The Boss. The Weber Brothers. The Wind Ups. i’ll dance with Los Campesinos. i’ll move to The Long Winters. The Replacements. Husker Du. The Pogues. oh elvis costello, oh Clash! i could go/go/go Gogol Bordello forever. L(eonard) Cohen. come, Dance With Me (Old 97s) wherever you may be, sincerely, eugene
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