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Suplecs, Dixie
Witch, Amplified Heat
Room 710, Saturday 02.07.04
The next time Suplecs come to town I want to borrow Fu
Manchu’s Boogie Van and throw a fucking Suplecs parade
where I “Cheech and Chong” in the van with Dixie Witch
and Amplified Heat while the Suplecs ride alongside
on green mopeds. There will be cheerleaders, photographers
and, in the final moments of the parade, Durel Yates
(guitars/vocals), Danny Nick (bass/vocals) and Andrew
Preen (drums) will do some really amazing moped tricks
and ride up a moving ramp into the boogie van. You really
won’t want to miss it.
As a Suplecs virgin, I appreciated the swamp rats who
built the bridge from here to New Orleans. I thought
this band was stoner rock. It was, but my dreams of
laying on stage on a carpet feeding weed into the speaker
were a little shallow. Sure, the heavy-hitting, badass
sound of three very tight and accomplished musicians
would have pounded a shitload of weed into a superfine
state, perfect for rolling into the carpet and smoking
out with the whole crowd, but the Suplecs are multicultural.
Shit, they are multinational. They broke into reggae,
New Orleans blues and a little Slayer all while the
drummer beat the stage down to China and the other guys
did all my favorite rock tricks—bass behind the head,
a little guitar line, play along with two member of
the Witch, etc. It just doesn’t do the Suplecs justice
to call them heavy metal or stoner rock; these guys’
music is broader and better than that. A new album is
the works, so save your paper route money and check
out all that is the Suplecs @ suplecs.com. If you spend
more time on Red River than at your house this band
is a must-see. But, you might need some earplugs. You
never really know how loud a band is until you leave
a club.
I’m not discounting Dixie Witch (dixiewitch.net), who
was tearing the paint off the walls when I arrived or
forgetting Amplified Heat (amplifiedheat.com—Shit, I
missed them!) whose only bad show is when they don’t
show up, but this show belonged to the Suplecs. Rock
on, fellows. I’ve been waiting for a band like you since
Fu Manchu cut their hair and stopped lighting that gong
on fire!
–Beth Sams
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