Monday With A Side of Chorizo

The freaks really do come out at night—I became one of them and I blame Chorizo.

It wasn’t just summer humidity filling the air this Monday evening; it was also experimental punk rock. Drenched from getting caught in the rain in nothing but an X-large button up I was wearing as a dress (it was too hot for pants) I wasn’t prepared for the night ahead. I walked into Brooklyn’s beloved dive-bar Alphaville looking like a wet cat, but left feeling like an eager creature of the night.

Every time I’ve seen NYC-based Chorizo, the venue is packed shoulder to shoulder. They opened for No Bunny on Easter weekend and they recently played The Mystery Lights sold-out record release show. However, this time around the crowd was pretty thinned out and honestly, thank god.

Who is crazy enough to go out on a rainy Monday night? Only my crazy self and the most dedicated of music rats in NYC. So it was good vibes from the first hit of the cymbal.

After poorly drying myself up in the beautifully graffitied bathroom, I got a double tequila soda because, give me a break, I was dripping wet. I had to stay to one side of the room because the other side was blasting the AC—probably refreshing for everyone else who was dry, but I wasn’t trying to get pneumonia.

With all this in mind, you’d think my night was too far in the dumps to get any better. But these bands had another thing in mind.

Experimental duo Crammm kicked off the night. Also NYC-based, the band is only comprised of a drummer and a guitarist singing heavily echoed vocals. The music was eerie, yet energetic. Though the two musicians kept looking at each other with side smiles and giggles, as though they were messing up, it seemed adventurous and fun from the audience’s view.

Next up came Long Hots from Philadelphia. Though your typical three-piece band comprised of drums, guitar and bass, the band still fit the experimental bill. Their drummer played with no cymbals and was the lead singer. While she banged away and howled into the mic, the guitarist rocked her solos and pushed up against her amp to create blood-curdling distortion in just the right amount.

After Long Hots the intimate-sized audience started to crave (if it wasn’t already) even more chaos.

Chorizo is equally as experimental, though probably the most melodic of the lineup. Taking the stage in their usual masquerade masks, equipped with drums, guitar and synth, the trio really knew how to rock. Even though the crowd wasn’t bursting with people, the audience was still able to twirl, jump around and feel the energy.

I left perfectly dry and revved up ready to keep my night going later than a Monday night should.