BRMC, named after Marlon Brando's gang in The Wild One, inhabit that space where the light and the volume meters are red. Amps buzz with feedback and guitars reverberate with the intense drone of My Bloody Valentine and Spacemen 3, but effects and white noise can't obliterate a detached yet sinisterly poppy Britpop influence that lurks under the murk.
BRMC's self-titled album sounds warm and muddy, almost smothering, like the dim din of a small club. But enough space exists to distinguish the songs from the sounds, as primal proto-punk drums pound like the Stooges wrapped in blue smoke.
Nebula also have a somewhat bluesy sound, but their riffs are inspired by a different kind of smoke. Featuring former Fu Manchu members, Nebula's sun-baked desert-rock sound -- basically fuzzy late-'60s/early-'70s proto-metal crunch with lots of reverb and delay -- electrifies as effects sweep, tempos change, acoustic guitars jangle and gongs resound in one heady, cosmic mix. And the arrangements on Nebula's latest, Charged, are tighter yet trippier than ever. Sporting Gibson SG guitars, Nebula are mushrooms and mescaline to BRMC's methamphetamines and methadone cocktail, both groups finding piercing music from a gauzy haze.
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club play The Earl Wed., May 23. Nebula play The Earl Tues., May 28.
come on man you know you got a bromance. you probably still rock that OutKast…
Yes, 14 is the correct answer. I'll pass your info along to the group's manager,…
That was January of 2007, and they are 21 now, so I'm guessing 14?