Monday, March 27, 2006

Margot and The Nuclear So and So's.




Ho. Ly. Shit. I can honestly say that it's been a very long time since I've seen a performance that has moved me to the point where I had actual tears well up in my eyes. Not just the music, but the entire performance itself. I think the last time was Nine Inch Nails at the Tabernacle. Margot and The Nuclear So and So's played an almost empty room at the Loft, and I certainly hope that I can convince you the next time they're in town that you are a warm body around for them, because it's a travesty for a band with talent like this to think Atlanta sucks to try and play for. Margot consists of eight full-fledged musicians that play a wide variety of instruments. I observed an acoustic guitar, an electric guitar, a bass guitar, a trumpet, drums, more drums, a cello, and keys. They opened up with "Vampires in Blue Dresses," and even though it took a few moments for me to get into it, the rest of the set had me wiping drool off my chin caused by the sheer excitement of what they'd play next. In between songs, the guys (and lone girl) joked around and showed the sparse crowd how much fun they were having playing, which is something that is often lost by bands when they're on the road for so long. Lead singer Richard Edwards let the crowd in on the fact that he had been puking all day from bad food at "Waffles and Puke," yet you sure as hell couldn't tell by his outstanding performance.

My favorite part of the set was when they played "Skeleton Key," a song I checked out on their MySpace profile the other night in anticipation for tonight's show. The impact of the all the drums on stage is so great that will literally blow you away. Listening to the songs and their story-like lyrics had me daydreaming while witnessing passion and brilliance from all eight individuals. At some points, I had no idea where to avert my eyes because there was so much going on. It was much like watching a play or a movie, except all the acting was in my head. The ending song was "On a Freezing Chicago Street," which got so intense toward the end that I was thankful I was standing away from the stage, for a couple of cymbals came flying out toward the crowd, and luckily landed in an empty spot nowhere close to me.

As for the music, it has a poppy/folk feel to it that I'm not really sure I can compare to any other band. Their songs can start off sounding like something you think you might have heard on the radio, except you can't place what it is. Then, all of the sudden, here come the drums to hit the very core of you, and right behind the drums, an eerie mood blankets your soul, all set by the cello that sounds comparable to the opening of a horror movie where you just know every one of the characters is going to die. Add the beauty of the Rhodes to that and you have a unique sound that really cannot be emulated by any other band out there. The rhythm is perfect, the melodies completely stellar, and if you do not heed my advice and check them out, your life will be incomplete. This is a band you need to know, and something you need in your collection. I just spent my lunch money to get a copy of their CD, which comes out tomorrow. Go. Get. It. NOW.
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