With citations of their influence on music press-bothering acts – I Was A Cub Scout being the most immediate to spring to mind – spreading, the time’s never been more perfect for Seattle’s Minus The Bear to rise to the challenge laid down by the enormous potential they’ve exhibited since their 2001 formation and finally crack the UK market. Certainly their take on hyperactive dance-rock – guitars that bleep and chirp accompanied by crisp drumbeats whose sole purpose is to get the toes tapping furiously – is perfectly in tune with contemporary trends: they’re forefathers of everything new-rave and electro-emo (or whatever they’re calling IWACS and :( today) without ever being informed of their offspring’s spiralling out of control.
Fronted by the full-of-voice and spirit Jake Snider, the quintet don’t look particularly up to speed with current trends, but it’s their sidestepping of what’s So Hot Right Now that’s enabled Minus The Bear to grow to this level – tonight’s venue is the largest they’ve played in London, and it’s crammed from front to back – on entirely their own terms. This tour’s been organised without the assistance of any high-profile booker, and the band’s UK label Undergroove is still, really, a bedroom affair best-known for its metal-orientated output; if there’s one pigeonhole Minus The Bear most certainly can’t claim to dip a toe into, it’s metal in its traditional, riff-heavy guise. They’re a truly underground act with every chance of exploding out of the soil and flying straight to the stars. It’ll just take one spark of journalistic risk-taking at a mainstream magazine for the wheels to begin moving in earnest; or, rather, for the rocket fuel to be ignited.
Easily persuading attendees to get their hands waving wildly, half-full pint glasses spilling their contents onto an already sticky floor, Minus The Bear neatly balance the ‘hits’, as it were, with a spread of new arrangements; of the efforts culled from the band’s two-album-and-some-EPs back catalogue, it’s set-closer ‘Pachuca Sunrise’ that draws the greatest reaction from the assembled throng. The song should be unleashed as a single at some point in the near future if the audience’s reaction is anything to go by: the room vibrates to the leaping and falling of a few hundred pairs of booze-sodden feet. Successes aren’t exactly restricted to Menos El Oso material: ‘Monkey!!! Knife!!! Fight!!!’ from the band’s Highly Refined Pirates debut attracts the sing-along treatment from the hardcore, and They Make Beer Commercials Like This EP highlight ‘Fine +2 Pts’ receives a similarly realised physical expression of appreciation.
Leaving their audience quite visibly wanting more, Snider departs from view with a statement of reassurance: “We’ll be back soon.” Let’s hope so, and let’s hope, too, that when Minus The Bear do land on our shores again they’re booked into venues bigger even than tonight’s. They’ve strength enough in their old material to fill the largest of capital city auditoriums, and the news songs aired in Islington suggest that there are even better things to come. This is a band on the cusp of something truly special; fingers crossed that everything their hard work and brilliant musicianship deserves comes their way.
Photograph by Emma Hampson-Jones
You didnae talk bout This Et Al
i like
this review a lot, different style of writing to usual. i have not seen the band since 2004. I shall go next time for sure now.
I like Divers Reviews
And this one is excellent as ever, but it really, really annoys me when you put a bands name in the title of a gig review, then utter not a word about them.
It's just a bit confusing and all. I don't see the point.
that is because
and this is technical but basically when we list the gigs in our listings we include all the bands, then when we review the gig, it takes all the info from the listing.
sadly there was a matter of eating food having been caught in the office for far too long and mike had seen this et al at the dis show a week before.
hope this all makes sense.
Entirely
:-)
the manchester gig
was really poor, with erin seemingly forgetting how to keep time. whenever any of the programmed drum loops came in, a song's tempo almost doubled. maybe they just had a bad night, but it was an amateur performance.
everyone else seemed to love them, but then they were probably too busy watching dave knudson's hands/feet or shouting "botch" all night to notice how weak the the gig was.
i spent most of the leeds gig watching dave knudson's hands
but that's only becasue i could hear fuck all of the guitars and i was trying to imagine the genius at work ;D
the sound
was shocking, Pony up? more like Pony can't really hear that guitar line
HAW HAW HAW
I wouldn't say live they are an 8/10 band
I've seen them twice and as much as I love them on record they just don't seem to cut it live.
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I've seen them 4 times now, once they were pretty sloppy, but the three other times they were completely perfect and amazing fun.
I know all your bands rock out the school dinner hall really great and probably got kids at your youth club cheering, but real bands that play night after night don't always play perfect, sometimes people have bad days. So when you're next serving me my sandwhich at Captain jaspers and you keep burning the beef, or when you're writing your next review, bitching about people that are better than you and you just can't find the words just remember, we all have bad days.