BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB
I can't say this San Francisco power trio is the best new band I've seen lately, but it's definitely the best lit. When Black Rebel Motorcycle Club played the Double Door a few weeks ago the musicians, clad head to toe in black, spent the entire set in darkness, illuminated from spots set toward the back of the stage and low to the ground. The light cast them in mythic silhouette, streaming through the gray fog billowing from behind them, sending shafts of white over their shoulders, and turning their fashionable black mops into aureoles. (I happened to be standing next to their sound and light man as he fussed over the controls, and the poor guy had deep, dark circles under his eyes.) Normally I wouldn't dilate on a band's stage show like this, but they've obviously tried to make it correlate to their music: their debut album, B.R.M.C. (Virgin), is one part shadowy substance and three parts brilliant effect. Their stadium Britpop numbers are as agreeable as they are unexceptional, yet Nick Jago's rock-solid drumming, Robert Turner's heroic bass, and Peter Hayes's mammoth, reverb-cloaked guitar give them the gleam of sheer obsidian. Friday, August 17, 9:30 PM, Double Door, 1572 N. Milwaukee; 773-489-3160.
Art accompanying story in printed newspaper (not available in this archive): photo/Ken Schless.