Listen folksenheimers. I don’t know what you do on a Thursday night, but I, LA Snark, head to the Sunset Strip intent on bumping into Duff McKagen and asking him awkward questions about a Guns N’ Roses reunion. That’s what I do. I did head to the Rainbow to do just that (and I’ve actually see him at the Rainbow before) but I saw no one but a bunch of Ed Hardy douches celebrating a birthday.
Upon my unsuccessful 80’s metal paparazzi jaunt, I headed over to the Roxy. There I saw a band called Fight From Above. The show was sponsored by KROQ and titled “Locals Only” but I infiltrated that motherfucker and this Rhode Island boy got front and center. Here’s what I noticed about these Fight From Above people: They seem to know how to put good melodies over interesting chord changes. Maybe you’re from a land where people regularly know how to do this, but I live in America, and it is very, very rare. Fight From Above create melodies that make you want to pass out and hug someone at the same time. There, that’s my quote, print that in the next album liner notes and include me on the Rolling Stone advert.
I’m glad I made it out this show, and I credit El Rey for not giving me a last minute ticket to My Bloody Valentine (one of my fav bands, and just for the record, The Roxy has hooked me up with free tickets before – score: Roxy – 1 El Rey - 0)
