Photos, as always, courtesyof the wonderful Kelly Davidson. (Happy Birthday, Kelly!)Holy beejezus! All we gotta say about last night’s Sleater-Kinney show at Avalon is . . . “Mother”?!? Mother?!? As in Tell your children not to walk my way..? Did we say holy fuckin' beejezus? Yeahhh!
Possibly the greatest moment of our year--okay, maybe week--was watching Corin Tucker, mommy-cute in ruffled skirt and a sparkly sleeveless number, first slyly introduce their cover of Danzig’s greatest hit (“Some of you will know this, and some of you won’t”), then Carrie Brownstein coyly slipping into the opening riff, which sorta confused people, until Corin unleashed her best Glenn-warble of "Mutha." Then came the devil horns and the fist pumping from the ponytailed post-riot-grrrlies in the front and the three Sleater-Kinney chicks devilishly grinning. Yaaah! We still can't wipe off the smile.
The band’s never been one to dig deep for B-sides to cover-- for example, past highlights include “More than a Feeling” and “White Rabbit”-- though they did a knarly cover of “Angry Inch” with Fred Schneider in 2003. But this one, shit, definitely supports that recurring Woods comment that Sleater-Kinney went all metal. M.K., one Ess-Kay enthusiast, had the theory that they'd played it because they were across from Fenway, and y'know, that's Foulke's anthem. Doubtful, but we'll entertain the possibility. More to come in the print ed of next week's Phoenix.
P.S. Another shocking news item: Steven Spielberg likes us. No joke.