Meatbodies / Zip-Tie Handcuffs / Oregon Space Trail of Doom

2785 EUCLID HEIGHTS BLVD,CLEVELAND HEIGHTS OH 44106

09 September, 2021

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Meatbodies / Zip-Tie Handcuffs / Oregon Space Trail of Doom ALL AGES Meatbodies Zip-Tie Handcuffs Meatbodies with Zip-Tie Handcuffs and Oregon Space Trail of Doom at the Grog Shop Thursday, September 9th 7pm doors / 8pm show $13 in advance / $15 day of show All Ages MEATBODIES Within the fertile West Coast rock scene of the 2010s, Meatbodies’ Chad Ubovich was a perennial candidate for MVP. Over the course of the decade, the Los Angeles native could be seen peeling off guitar solos in Mikal Cronin’s backing band, supplying the Sabbath-sized low end for Ty Segall and Charlie Moothart as the bassist for Fuzz, and, of course, fronting his own Meatbodies. That recently dormant noise-damaged freak-rock outfit now returns with 333, a corrosive stew of guitar scuzz, raw acoustic rave-ups, and primitive electronics. That acidic mix didn’t come from nowhere. Because the downside to maintaining such a prolific work rate is that the threat of burnout becomes a looming occupational hazard, and after touring behind Meatbodies’ second album, 2017’s Alice, Ubovich finally hit his breaking point. “I’d been touring for eight years straight with all these bands, and just couldn't do it anymore,” he says. “There was also a feeling in the air that everything was changing, politically. Things just didn't feel right, and I went down a dark path.” Fortunately, Ubovich was able to pull himself back from the brink and, upon getting sober, began writing and recording at a furious pace. By mid to late 2019, Meatbodies—Ubovich and drummer Dylan Fujioka—had a new album in the can, ready to be mixed. But when COVID hit, the band, like so many other artists, put their release on hold as they rode out the pandemic’s first wave. During that idle time, Ubovich discovered a cache of demos that he and Fujioka had recorded in a bedroom back in the summer of 2018, and he really liked what he heard. In contrast to Meatbodies’ typical full-band attack, it was deliriously disordered. “It sounded gross, like a scary Magical Mystery Tour,” he recalls proudly. After subjecting them to some mixing-board freakery, Ubovich fast-tracked the songs into becoming Meatbodies’ third release, 333. But while the new record diverts sharply from the evolution established by the punk rippers of Meatbodies’ 2014’s self-titled debut and the fuzz-metal fantasias of Alice, it’s born of the same econo spirit that birthed the band in the first place. Ubovich founded Meatbodies in 2011, when a new generation of outfits rose from the ashes of the previous decade’s geopolitical tumult. The period set a whole generation adrift—there were no jobs, no money, no opportunities. The stability of previous eras was out of reach. But for artists like Ubovich, there were still ways to move forward. “We had vans and guitars,” he says. “So we made our own thing.” While 333 charts Ubovich’s journey from drug-induced darkness to clear-eyed sobriety, it also reflects how the world he re-entered was still pretty messed up—if not more so. That psychic tug-of-war plays out on the opening “Reach for the Sunn” whose distorted slow-motion creep leads to a chorus both celebratory and dispiriting: “Reach for the stars/reach for the sun/reach for the trigger/reach for the gun.” In writing these songs, Ubovich realized that he wasn’t so much singing about his own path, but something much greater than himself. “These lyrics are dark, but I think these are things that a lot of people are feeling and going through, especially Americans,” he says. “We’re watching the fall of U.S. capitalism, and 333 is a cartoonish representation of that decline.” But as much as it speaks to the disillusionment of a lost generation, 333 also abounds with the innovation that limited resources can inspire. To set the Zeppelin III-styled pagan-campfire jam “Let Go (333)” in motion, Ubovich tapped out the beat with drumsticks on his pillow, while “Nighttime Hidden Faces” melds two completely different demos together, steering its Stereolab synth drones into a mind-bending boogie worthy of Royal Trux. The instrumental “Eye Eraser” might be 333’s greatest example of hermetic ingenuity—what may have turned into a shoegaze rager is instead rendered as a blissful union of brain-fogging fuzz and minimalist electro beats. Ironically, by working within a tighter lo-fi schematic on 333, Meatbodies have greatly expanded their palette, opening new portals to explore. And yet for all its free-ranging experimentation, 333 arrives at a tidy, full-circle conclusion with the sundazed serenade, “The Hero,” a song that Ubovich sees as a logical bookend to the opener. As he explains: “One is the id, one is the super-ego, Although I don’t know which is which. They're both very sardonic and defeatist in a lot of ways, but ‘The Hero’ is supposed to be a little funnier, laughing at everything.” He’s earned the right to a chuckle: For an album that wasn’t supposed to exist, 333 is the ultimate testament to Meatbodies’ renewed vitality. Zip-Tie Handcuffs Screeching out of the basements of Boston, MA, Zip-Tie Handcuffs is a 3 piece psych-garage outfit, slinging lofty three part harmonies over a shifting dynamic foundation of heavy driving grooves, and quick punk attacks. They deliver a high energy live show full of guitar tossing, hair whipping and blistering rock n roll with sun-soaked 3 part harmonies layered on top. Their lineup features Matt Ford on guitar/vox, Jerome Badot on bass/vox and Max Levy on drums/vox. Oregon Space Trail of Doom In a land that never was, housed four people that never were. Drifting on the light waves of ghost stars, these cosmic cowboys have but one intention: to create a musical score for the impending interstellar apocalypse. PLEASE NOTE UPDATED COVID-19 SAFETY PROTOCOLS We care for nothing more than the safety of our staff, patrons, and performers. All ticket buyers for this event must show proof of Covid-19 vaccination or a negative PCR test 48 hours prior in order to gain entry. Proof of vaccination may include a physical card or a photo of a complete vaccination card that matches the patron ID. Proof of a negative test may be a printed or digital test result that matches the patron ID. For more information please visit the "FAQ" page on our website here: https://grogshop.gs/faq/ We appreciate your understanding and support - thank you! Meatbodies Zip-Tie Handcuffs The Grog Shop opened in September of 1992 in the Coventry Rd. neighborhood of Cleveland Heights. Though expanded in size when moved to it’s current location in 2003, the club maintains the intimacy and raw character it has always been known for. We have a full bar with an extensive list of micro-brews, imports, and domestic beer, and of course plenty of liquor.