Thee Oh Sees, OBN III's, and Blind Shake Totally Ripped Apart The Stage Miami

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Thee Oh Sees frontdude John Dwyer.

Thee Oh Sees
With OBN III's and the Blind Shake
The Stage Miami
Monday, November 4, 2013

Better Than: Going home and waiting to work again. Waiting to die, again.

If you're like the majority of Americans, Monday nights typically involve a mind-numbing commute, a meal, and perhaps some time spent viewing the televised drivel that we consider entertainment in 2013.

But last night was different. We went to see Thee Oh Sees rip through a set of top-notch art rock and finally spent a Monday evening saying "fuck you" to the workaday routine by partying at The Stage Miami with a horde of crazed rockers.

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Photo by Monica McGivern

It all started when a band by the name of the Blind Shake set a lofty standard with a vicious set of punk-infused garage psych.

The Minneapolis-based trio hit The Stage's stage like a ton of bricks and its violent churn immediately shook lose anything that wasn't nailed down.

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Between the heavy tom drum that characterized most of the band's songs and the rather Albini-esque stage moves of the band's frontmen, Mike and Jim Blaha, the performance evoked the early days of Shellac for us.

Donning matching work jackets, the Blind Shake guys beat on their instruments mercilessly until the crowd took note and gave a gentle headbang of approval -- high praise from an audience still finding its way to the bottom of the night's first beverages.

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OBN III's followed and came out swinging like a drunk uncle at Thanksgiving. Before the second song had even started, the band's frontman, Orville Bateman Neeley III, had called out the crowd on being a "bunch of stiff motherfuckers," something with which the singer was definitely not OK.

Neeley proceeded to confront the issue head-on by venturing into the audience with the assistance of a comically long microphone cable, snarling lyrics in the faces of crowd members, knocking a smiling fan's hat off (while changing the words of a song to "I'm knocking your hat on the floor"), and mounting the bar for an aerial assault that ended on a couch across the room.

Photo by Monica McGivern

Neeley's antics were brilliantly entertaining and got the desired result out of the crowd, which went from a gathering of "stiff motherfuckers" to a mob of dancing miscreants. But the band's sound was just as remarkable.

Punk rock with a heavy emphasis on the rock, Neeley came off like the bastard Frankenstein of Iggy Pop, Glenn Danzig, and George Thorogood, growling, crooning, and howling over the din of fuzzed-out guitars and heavy drums. The band ended its set with "No Time for the Blues" while Neeley clutched his belt in a fist overhead and screamed at the ceiling.

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The Stage

170 NE 38th St., Miami, FL

Category: Music

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