AC3, Dead in Marseille, The Displeased
Bubba’s Bowling Club
Saturday, April 23
It was snowing last Saturday and although only a few people came out for PRN, this was a great show.
The first band, AC3, seemed like a typical band until someone announced that the drummer was turning 12 the next day. It was a family — literally. The drummer had been playing since he was old enough to hang onto a drumstick and the other two members were his parents, including an ex-Lazy Cowgirl.
When the next band started to play though, nobody was quite sure who they were. Someone told me that Dead In Marseille never showed up nd that this was just some random band filling in. Then, when I found out that it actually was Dead in Marseille, I was amazed. They had completely changed their sound since I had last seen them and kept the audience moving for most of their set, especially when they covered “Viva la Revolution” by The Adicts.
They finished before The Displeased showed up, though, so a makeshift band took over. The singer promised that they wouldn’t play any covers, but butchered The Exploited’s “Sex and Violence” anyway, so I went to the back to try to let my ears recover and ran into one of The Displeased’s two singers.
Hailing from Marion, they are banned from every venue in their county for being vulgar, destructive or every other possible reason. He told me that I “better write a goddamn good article” and promised a good set in exchange. He definitely followed through.
Although I knew the other singer, Shane, I had never seen them play, and I soon found out that listening to a few songs on the Internet didn’t do them justice. Between chants of “kill whitey” and promises of a party if we were a good crowd — or threats to cancel it if we didn’t pogo — they played one of the best sets that I’ve been lucky enough to see. The entire audience crowded around a microphone every time they played a cover and during half of the originals as well, which were simple enough to sing along with but not enough to be boring, like “If The Punks Are United,” which is probably one of their best songs.
I ended up on the floor during the first cover, Billy Bragg’s “To Have and To Have Not,” and had to watch from the back for a few songs, but as soon as they started another cover, I ended up in front again and ignored the fact that I couldn’t put any weight on my leg. Most of the time, everybody was jammed so close together that I was barely touching the ground anyway. By the time they finished, my watch was trashed as well as my legs, but it was worth it. One of the singers announced that the audience, although tiny, was the best they’d had. From how he was collapsed across the stage, he really looked like he meant it.
But it’s easy to be a good audience to a good band.