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Cheena + Sealings + The Glugg (FREE ENTRY)

Teen Creeps Presents:

CHEENA
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+ SEALINGS
www.facebook.com/Sealings-141127105910320/

+ THE GLUGG

(FREE ENTRY)

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Don’t sleep. Don’t retreat. Stay a while. Let’s spend the night together. Cheena testify to a long history of New York nights, trading insults and borrowing beer at rooftop parties that began years ago. There’s plenty of New York in this band –Lou Reed’s better glam punches found a jawline or two among them, the heavy handed playing of the Dolls, and that particular manner of NY glam you can hear in Kiss – that’s all in Cheena.  Spend the Night With… is a soundtrack to nights where revelry and lust are never isolated from poor decisions and vanity, where the grave sincerity of a bathroom confession explodes into cruelty and hysteria. Nights on busy streets or crowded subway cars coloured with elegant ambition and constrained by the practicality of street smarts.
 
While we say this is NY music, we must also say this is American music. One could imagine a timeless jukebox of American RNR history from hard glam to cocaine / codeine country has blasted into the imbibed ears of our Cheens for many nights on end. Thus we hear songs for and of the night, songs pieced together out of iPhone recordings of 5am guitar histrionics and lyrics scraped out of speed fried text exchanges.  There is a long history of bands as disparate as the Byrds, Gun Club and the Flesh Eaters which had to reconcile RNR with country and blues roots; a tradition of truly American music that feeds on itself. This is where I would isolate the sound of Cheena. America eating itself.

Every generation gets the Cheena it deserves because we still live in cities and we still need RNR to live. We still need guitars to be gripped by gods. We still need bards to write odes to heroic crime and ignoble, destitute hedonistic excess. We still need music to drink to that also contains the darkness and disease of hangovers, so we aren’t too far away from what is raw and what is real.

With love and admiration, I kiss your hand from Melbourne to the Sacred Bones offices and the 538 roof. – DX (Total Control, UV Race, Distort)