Electric Josh

Monday, November 04, 2002

[Later that evening...] So that was a pretty good show. The band before Cato Salsa Experience was decent, but ended up being way too heavy on the feedback; all the irritating buzzing of Sonic Youth's lesser albums and all the incoherent screaming of Nirvana right before Kurt Cobain's narcissistic death/meltdown extravaganza. I couldn't tell if their drummer was the same guy who's in Scissorfight.

But holy crap! Cato Salsa Experience was really good. Super heavy three-man punk, with ridiculous lyrics that had that kind of Japanese teenybopper girl-pop stupidity, but not quite as silly as something that one would see on a Powerpuff Girls video segment or anything. The name comes from the lead singer and guitarist, whose name, it is claimed, is Cato Salsa. All the band members looked extremely Norwegian.

I was an idiot and went home instead of watching Soundtrack of Our Lives, but I'm tired. #

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Tonight I'm off to see a concert by a band I've only heard once, for about 15 minutes, on a college radio show I found this summer on the way back from the Cape. The Cato Salsa Experience. Norwegian punk rock. They were playing live in the studio, but were missing a member for some strange medical reason. The station wasn't coming in very well; lots of static. They're opening for someone else tonight, so hopefully I'll make it home before the wee hours. Cross your fingers that it's not a waste of time. #