Review: Pink Mexico at 9910
Pink Mexico brought everything they had to 9910 last night as they continue their journey across this great continent, throwing down all the reverb-soaked, fuzz-drenched, surf-punk they could possibly ever muster. Robert Preston, the frontman of the Brooklyn trio that was founded as his solo project, cavalcaded the group through a collection of their small but weighty catalog, with songs that are best categorized as quick rampages of frenetic chaos. Now more than ably supported by bassist Ian Everall and drummer Grady Walker, they took the audience on a sonic journey through such songs as Lime Tree What’s Wrong With Me, Dumbfuck, and A Head Full of Slime. Heck, the band basically threw a veritable surf party, complete with an inflatable beach ball.
The evening started out with local indie pop-rock project Whitsundays, who kicked off their set with the anthemic Evil Girl. They brought a rich silky texture to the evening that was eventually obliterated with the giant warhammer that is Pink Mexico. But their time on stage was marked by groove-laden keyboards interplaying with the band’s guitar and bass lines, propelling itself above the surface like a giant killer whale at just the perfect time, taking the crowd with them for the flight. It’s no wonder they’re one of the city’s most popular bands, a band that could easily headline most clubs in the city.
Speaking of bands who could headline most clubs in the city, the evening’s other opener was and is just as powerful. With a veritable who’s who of musicians, and fronted by Caity Fisher, the Tee-Tahs provided the perfect segway in the evening’s lineup with their fun and quirky, but still vinegaresque garage rock leanings. Their rollicking effervescence was matched only by the volume of their guitars. It’s hard to believe this quartet hasn’t risen into the stratosphere yet, with four extremely talented singers and multi-instrumentalists that always have a number of projects going for them at any one time.
