I\u2019m a snob about punk music, a genre which I place into a finite definition. For many, merely having fast guitars and snide lyrics is enough to rise to the punk label \u2014 allowing bands such as Blink 182 to be considered punk when nothing could be further from the truth.<\/p>\n
No, punk music is a churning, guitar and cymbal thrashing cavalcade of sound and noise, sometimes melodic and repetitive, fronted by singers who act as if they just rather do something else, even though they\u2019re really great screaming into the mic. Bad Brains, Agent Orange, Dead Kennedys, Fear, Minor Threat. These are punk bands. I love love love The Clash and Husker Du, but they are not punk bands. A punk band would never make sweeping albums like Sandinista<\/em> or Candy Apple Grey<\/em>, as great as those albums are. Plus, Strummer and Mould cared, Jello Biafra always seemed like he couldn\u2019t give a shit.<\/p>\n Music I call punk I hold dear, because it came of age during my restless teenage years, opening a stirring rage within. There is nothing more freeing that slamming into a group of people who share this rage but are human enough to pick you up when you fall down. I remember a Bad Brains show in 1986 at the Cameo Theater on Miami Beach like it was yesterday \u2014 to barely survive the floor during \u201cI Against I\u201d only to slowly \u201creggae slam\u201d for \u201cThe Meek Shall Inherit the Earth\u201d is, at 17, discovering true happiness.<\/p>\n I don\u2019t slam dance anymore, my knees disapprove and so does my temperament (what kids today will slam to has me shaking my head), but every time I see Muuy Biien, I\u2019m 17 again. I force myself away from the stage, because I want to throw down. The band makes it difficult for me to obey my own common sense.<\/p>\n I was given a copy of D.Y.I.,<\/em> Muuy Biien\u2019s latest release on Happy Happy Birthday To Me records, and it is a packed potion of punk power (sorry for the p\u2019s). Infused with an insatiable edge from singer\/songwriter Josh Evans, D.Y.I.<\/em> is nostalgic and inventive, honoring venerable bass lines while roaming through a modern landscape of musical chaos.<\/p>\n To understand the range and verve, all one must do is listen to the first three tracks. The instrumental \u201cCyclothymia I,\u201d unexpected with a dreamy sharpness, slides into a drum kick and racing bass line for \u201cHuman Error\u201d. When Evans utters his first words the song tears into new territory \u2014 his cadence and ability to filter above and around the sterling din behind him is a treat. With \u201cWhite Ego,\u201d all funky-edgy bass line and squawking guitars, Muuy Biien is at its apex. Evans sings, in a controlled yelp, \u2018Another white ego\/another good gone bad\/to overcompensate for what you lack,\u2019 and you understand you’re not dealing with common lyrics.<\/p>\n I go through stages where certain Athens bands I won\u2019t miss if I have the opportunity to see them, I went through this with The Whigs, A. Armada, Producto and Easter Island. Three of those bands are gone and the former tours the world. I\u2019m not sure what will happen with Muuy Biien, but it\u2019s my new must-see crush, and D.Y.I.<\/em> makes the argument that it\u2019s the best show in town.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I\u2019m a snob about punk music, a genre which I place into a finite definition. For many, merely having fast guitars and snide lyrics is enough to rise to the punk label \u2014 allowing bands such as Blink 182 to be considered punk when nothing could be further from the truth. 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