Review – The Job at the Lo Pub, July 28 2009

job-nyles-and-jay

-pics by Ailsa Dyson

The Job

Crosstown Rivals

Lo Pub, July 28

“I’m not a journalist,”
says me
and what i write isn’t
journalism

clearly,

i don’t have the facts
i write personal fictions
surreal benedictions
poetics

that’s what i call it

Nyles, Mark and Jay
of The Job
Louis of Crosstown Rivals
and Boats
milling about outside

The Lo Pub

before their show

Louis tells me they’re sitting

around their

computer

while on tour

reading and grooving

to my poetics

“your words are Powerful,”

says Nyles

and so are you,

Musicians

i go to confession

every time

i see a band

that lays it down

hard and fast

or

slow and cooling

so long as it’s with every

milligram of passion

from their souls

fragile and intense

with innocence

and fire

soul to soul

transference

musician to

audience

on the floor

on the stage

the pouring heart

soaring, dancing,

celebratory

soul

(and hurting)

of a 45 year old

soon to be 46er

my poetics are

(a confession)

power

full

punk

every show

every moment,

now

i have no shame

my heart’s broken

i’m naked

here

now

“have you read John Cooper Clarke?

he’s the guy in Joy Division’s

Transmission video?” asks

Nyles

reading, walking,

soul madness poetry

i recall that guy

i confess

i didn’t know the name

the man’s identity

his life’s poetry

John Cooper Clarke

now i’ll seek him out

(thank you)

i know the video

i can see the man

in my memory haze

walking reading poetry

if you didn’t know,

poet tree

is

enlightenment

I’m reading L Cohen poems

at The CYRK

for the Leonard Cohen Festival

Thursday, July 30

i’m reading Pablo Neruda’s

Love Poems

i’m reading Octavio Paz’s collected

poems

1957-1987

i’m reading Our Band Could Be Your Life

by Mmmmmmm Azerrad

for my soul’s breath

Shakespeare

Blake

Whitman

cummings

Bukowski

is

enlightenment

i’m reading

i’m gigging

(Social Distortion

tonight

then later The Briggs)

i’m dancing

(sexy passionate creative

Leo roaring ferocious

in protest, i say,

i am not a journalist

never will be)

i’m a punk rocker

yes

and

i’m a writer

30 years in the making

i have Voice

30 years with my

fingers and hands

and heart in the clay

in the sculpting

from the poetry

to the screenplays

i’ve written

the rejection

hollywood

agents telling me,

it’s not commercial

keep going

keep writing

it’s good, it’s there

a Voice

producers

liking but not

buying

hardened (somewhat)

to the thousands

of rejections

i’m a Leo

we need affirmation

confirmation

of these our burning,yearning

blazing

talents

thank you,

for the recent appreciation

Nyles, Mark, Jay

Louis, JR

(Al Green’s booking man)

not too, too much

praise

i shy away from

and melt back inside from

praise

i’ll turn away

blushing

hushing

please

just play

http://www.myspace.com/workthejob

the show

the confession,

the bands

decided to

bring it

to the people

to the audience

to me

funny, we talked about

Monotonix

before the show

how they bring it

to the people

it’s

Punk!

set up on the floor

the keys and mikes

the effects

guitars ready

drum kit

on the stage

it’s a riser

50 people

at the Lo Pub

(thank you, ana

from The Angry Dragons

working the door

giving me the number)

50 people (mostly)

jay-job-rocking

near the action

a hardcore few

like me

willing to be

Punk

dance

show it

express it

mark, jay, nyles

brought it

they’re on the ground

(danny Always brings it

behind the drum kit)

this time around

beginning the Now, the

Immediate experience

with House

they’re flying it, roaring it

from the floor

opening the door

inviting

step right up

to it

(photographers flashing

strobe light effects)

to The Intensity

my confession,

i gorged myself

on delicious Indian

food, butter chicken!!!

house dinner party

listening to Franz Ferdinand

waaaaaaay tooooooo

much butter chicken

palaak paneer

naan

rice

tandoori chicken

i wisely didn’t have the chickpeas

Wisdom with age

and traveling through India,

Nepal, Thailand, Malaysia

Singapore

South Korea

(i have experience

and

i have Voice)

so the intensity

of bouncing

pogo

bopping to the throbbing

pulsating driving

rhythms

really challenged me

(burping curries!)

but how couldn’t i?

help myself

it’s The Job

bringing it to the floor

leaving it on the floor

jay-job-howling

there’s sweat

on the floor

there’s water

on the floor

there’s beer

on the floor

feet on the floor

heart,beats,on,the,floor

we’re leaving it

on the floor!

10 songs

35 minutes

on the floor

we’re dancing it

House

Gun

Ten Times

Impossible

Angela

Brother John

The Night

Porno

Soon

Problem

we’re dancing

band and

audience

they break through

the invisible distance

between us

and dance on the floor

with us

honoring us

that’s the passion

and to see The Job

Live

giving it all

giving their passion

is The Experience

of rock n roll

punk

rock

shout it at me!

Ten Times a day!!!!!!

Crosstown Rivals

more Immediate

then i’ve ever seen them

on the floor

eye to eye

when they opened them,

their eyes,

it’s frightening from the floor

to see us dancing

me dancing

so close, challenging

aggressive

percussive

beating it

on the floor

Smells Like the Nirvana

video that detonated

the american

underground

music scene

and catapulted

the american punk

movement to the

forefront from

a decade of obscurity

blood, sweat, and tour spieling

The Minutemen

Husker Du

Replacements

Black Flag

Sonic Youth

the foundation for

Nirvana

Love/Lies

Billy Mitchell

Don’t Look Up

Chests and Hands and Friends

Move On

Exits

Poor Man

Hold Tight

8 songs

35 minutes

as Louis writes the set list

i ask if he liked playing

on the floor

he Loved playing on the floor

The Immediacy

and the ability

to hear it

the music the sound

because you never know

for sure on stage

it could sound terrible on stage and yet

be wonderful on the floor

in the venue

i saw him run twice

to the amps

on stage

adjusting

dials,knobs

as we danced

there were more

dancers

for The Rivals

more courageous soles

grinding

leaping popping

up and down

pistons

engines heartbeats

revving

lungs heaving

rapidly

expanding,contracting

Nyles joining the dancing

to the Immediate madness

and for the last song

The Crosstown Rivals

Cody, Anthony, Louis

and Jon (on the stage, the riser,

behind the kit)

inviting their econo tour spieling

brothers

Toronto’s The Job to join

them

dancing

gathering round the mikes

and howling

“Hold Tight!”

http://www.myspace.com/crosstownrivalswinnipeg

we’re holding

we’re dancing

Hold Tight!

to the beat

the rhythm

the movement

nyles-job-sneer

The Job

and

Crosstown Rivals

bringing it

to the floor

at The Lo Pub

July 28

on a Tuesday night

in Winnipeg.

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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