The Spits

Late Show

The Spits

Useless Eaters

Fri, October 11, 2013

Doors: 10:30 pm

Mercury Lounge

New York, NY

$15 advance / $17 day of show

This event is 21 and over

The Spits - (Set time: 11:30 PM)
The Spits
The Spits are an American punk band, known for their unofficial album titles that reproduce the famous punk line that made iconic punk band the Ramones popular during the 1970's. Their 4 albums are titled 1, 2, 3 and, respectively, 4 after the famous '1-2-3-4' beginning line used by the Ramones in their songs.

The Spits describe themselves as punk for the people or popular punk. They specialize in loud, noisy and dirty punk. The Spits dress up in costumes when they appear on stage. This practice also has political punk connotations because one of the band's members frequently appears in a Ronald Reagan mask. The band also respects the famous punk DIY philosophy when improvising low-budget shows and dirty garage-rock presentations.

The Spits punk band is composed of Lance Phelps at drums, guitar player Sean Wood and bass player Erin Wood. They also have a keyboard player in the person of Gregory Toumassian and a drunken background vocal known as Broose Young. The band is originally from Seattle and most of their songs have been featured in skate videos, snowboarding films and skateboarding show segments because of their fast and hard tune. The Spits deliver a hard-core and agitated sound that fits perfectly in their musical stage shows where they appear in masks. Some of their famous songs include titles like Die, Die, Die, SK8, Rat Face, Spit Me Out, and Violence Club, which is the most self-explanatory song when it comes to their style. The Spits retain the old punk hard-edge violent themes that used to make bands like the Ramones, the Clash and Sex Pistols famous. Punk history is full of bands that want to keep the punk hardcore spirit alive through songs that express anti-political views. The Spits fell into a chiller category because their songs don't have high political meaning, but are fun for skaters and teenagers.
Useless Eaters - (Set time: 10:30 PM)
Useless Eaters
Seth Sutton learned a lot from Jay Reatard in the last two years of his life—a time that included taking Sutton's band (Useless Eaters) on tour and pressing one of their many limited singles—but one lesson stood out above the rest.

"Jay always felt like he was running out of time," explains Sutton, "so he thought it was important to try and be as musically productive as possible."

That's certainly been Sutton's case over the past four years, as the singer/guitarist crammed a couple side projects (the nihilistic hardcore of Vile Nation, the power trio transmissions of the aptly titled Feral Beat) into an already packed schedule of rehearsing/replacing band members and releasing as many records under the Useless Eaters name as humanly possible. That includes such standout releases as the catalog-combing Cheap Talkcompilation and the road trip-ready Daily Commutealbum. The latter's a glaring example of Sutton's meaty melodies, loose-limbed riffs, and undying love of punk-not-punk artists like Television, Wire and, well, just about every other glass-gargling history teacher in Legs McNeil's legendary Please Kill Me book.

"It showed me that punk is more of an idea and an attitude than a fashion statement," says Sutton, a self-taught musician who considers dropping out of high school "the best decision I've ever made," because it "gave me the freedom to focus on my art and music."

While that phrase has been uttered by many self-taught musicians over the years, Sutton's songwriting actually speaks for itself. Take his forcoming LP Hypertension, for instance. AsUseless Eaters' cult following first heard on the "Addicted to the Blade" 7'' and Black Night UltravioletEP, Sutton's cleared yet another layer of dust from his scrappy sound and pushed a revolving door of haymaker hooks and restless rhythms to the fore. That goes for everything from the neon-bathed locked grooves of "Life on a Grid" to the welcome, climatic cacophony of "Vertical Africa." Meanwhile, Sutton continues to channel a lonely childhood of living on army bases—and eventually finding his creative footing in Memphis, Toronto and his current hometown Nashville—into lyrics that reach well beyond tired punk tropes, whether that amounts to metaphorical love stories or brutally honest nervous breakdowns.

"I think everyone struggles with things like that," he says. "The whole idea behind Hypertension is that most people aren't aware—or just don't care about— their situations and will buy into anything.

He pauses and adds, "I guess I just write about people and thoughts."

If only things were that simple...
Venue Information:
Mercury Lounge
217 E Houston St.
New York, NY, 10002