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Before I begin, there is something that occurred to me about my show reviews...
Most of the reviews are pretty positive, and it could come across that I like everything or am easy to please. In reality, I see crappy shows all of the time but I just don't feel driven to write about them. So, understand that I don't rave about every band I see, it's just that unless I feel like raving, I generally don't feel like writing.
That being said, Bingo rocks. Bingo plays every Thursday night at Fiorella's on Decatur street, right across from Angeli's and the Whirling Dervish. Bingo is unusual in many ways. First of all, Most (all?) of the members of the band work at Fiorella's. There is a definate culture in and around the place, and you get the sense of a group of people who really care about something they are building. They thank Fiorella's on their CD notes, and there is mention of it on their web site. (As an aside: eat at Fiorella's. They have good food)
They put on a great show. It is hard to describe their music out of the context of the show. They have a carnival atmosphere, complete with megaphones and noisemakers, costumes and games. Twice per night they do in fact host games of Bingo, with the winner getting to dance with members of the band.
They also play short homemade films a few times per night. While these films are showing they play dark hypnotic songs over a casio keyboard rhythm.
They have three distinct styles of music that I have heard. First is their carnival style music, which they typically play during the games of Bingo or different hijinks. Second is the somewhat environmental music they play during the films, and finally they play beautiful ballads.
Their ballads are what I really like, and I can hear influences from all over the place. Beatles, polka, and random noises. The lyrics are great with a definate New Orleans undertone. Or overtone. Whatever.
I would be remiss in my duties as transcriber if I did not tell you that their songs have been stuck in my head for almost a week now. And I mean stuck with a capital U-C-K. It isn't an annoying loop like when that whoah-oh-oh-oh-oh line from Hanging Tough gets in your head, but more like a gut-wrenching sense of future nostalgia. Some of the songs are really beautiful, and the effect they have on me is still strong even after all of the compulsive repetition in my head.
I have decided that I like Bingo! better than Black Mountain. 10 out of 10.
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