Indiscretion denouement

 

Melody Inn

Saturday, April 7

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We gathered Saturday night at the Melody Inn, in the hours prior to Punk Rock Night, to pay tribute to Indiscretion — one of Indy’s best bands that never quite made it.

Indiscretion (pop-punk elecronerati) has retained the same lineup for five years: Joel Conner, Carrie Anne Michalski, Emily MacNeill, Cindy Myers and Amy Jackson. After this, they go their separate ways, not due to that most ubiquitous of excuses, “creative differences,” but rather the demands of real life.

When your lineup includes an airline pilot and a doctor, scheduling is always going to be an issue. It’s possible we’ll see this grouping again, if all the stars align, but that time is far off, if ever.

Several years ago, I wrote that they sounded like what would happen if Bill Graham had managed the girl groups of the 1960s instead of Phil Spector, and all the girls played their own instruments. (Phil Spector jokes were a lot less creepy back then.) And I still think it’s true; though they’ve developed their sound to a polished sheen, it retains the raw primal urgency and cleverness that drove their early work. But they’ve stretched out into equal parts Garbage, Blondie and Devo.

It’s an infinitely listenable sound, and with their second CD billed as a punk rock opera, they suffer from no shortage of ambition either.

It makes me wonder — what precisely is success in the scene? Is it playing out to a heavy crowd every week; landing a record deal and traveling the country in a bus? Or is it just getting together an immensely talented group and doing what you can, playing maybe a few times a year and saying what you’ve got while you have time to say it? How you leave the stage is as important as how you enter, and in their quintet’s final showing, Indiscretion left the stage with grace and style.

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