w/
Porch Crawler and
The A.M.s
$10 -
Buy tickets for this event here!
Doors at 8pm, show at 9pm
19+
Musical anthropologists interested in the study of just how fast a band
can evolve need look no further than the six upright, upstanding men in
Oregon’s
Larry and His Flask. Formed by brothers Jamin and Jesse
Marshall in 2003, the Flask (as the band’s expanding army of fans calls
them) spent its first half-decade stuck in a primordial, punk-rock goop,
where a blood-sweat-and-beers live show took priority over things like
notes and melodies. Don’t misunderstand: The band was (somewhat) skilled
and an absolute joy to watch, but the goal was always the party over
perfection.
Over the past two years, however, Larry and His Flask has gone from
crawl to sprint at breakneck speed. The band’s new songs are a blurry
blend of lightning fast string-band picking, gorgeous nods to old-school
country, and sublime multi-part harmonies, all presented through a
prism of punk chaos. The boys have grown and changed, yes, but their
shows are still gloriously physical displays of live music’s sheer
power. In other words, keep your eyes peeled, or risk taking the heavy
end of Jesse Marshall’s flailing, stand-up bass right between the eyes.
In mid-2010, the Flask is holed up in their crash pad in Central Oregon,
working on songs for their first full-length, playing gigs here and
there, and, in the words of Jesse Marshall, “fixing the van and all our
broken shit” in anticipation of the next leg of a lifelong tour.