Witchmond Fest starts today

September 18th, 2010 · 6 Comments · By

Witchmond Fest, a two-day festival organized by Rhythm Bandit‘s Dylan Mulshine, kicks off today and continues tomorrow. There’s much to see and hear. Check out the lineup and planned set times, according to the Witchmond blog, below.

The fest isn’t the only thing happening this weekend, though. Jukebox the Ghost, Drink Up Buttercup and Via Audio play tonight at the Southern, and you can peruse more shows that are happening on the sidebar calendar.

Check out the lineup/set times for Witchmond Fest after the break…

Saturday at The Bridge PAI ($5 donation, noon-6pm):

5:30 Yohimbe (Raleigh, NC)
5:00 Acid Kicks (Philadelphia, PA)
4:30 Myceum (Charlotesville VA)
4:00 Dim Dusk Moving Gloom (Baltimore, MD)
3:30 Flesh Control (Richmond, VA)
3:00 The Three-Brained Robot (Greensboro, NC)
2:30 Dylan Languell (Richmond, VA)
2:00 Wax Limb (Waynesboro, VA)
1:30 Confederate Threat (Richmond, VA)
1:00 Buck (Richmond, VA)

Saturday at the Tea Bazaar ($7, 7pm-midnight):

11:00 PC Worship (NYC)
10:00 Hallelujah The Hills (Boston, MA)
9:30 Left & Right (Charlottesville, VA)
8:30 Michele Seippel (Richmond, VA)
8:00 Teaadora (somewhere distant)
7:30 Derrick Hart (Peoria, IL)

Saturday at Magnolia (house show) (late night):

Raw Moans
Nurse Beach
Caves Caverns
From The Darkest Part of the Woods

Sunday at The Southern ($10, 4pm-midnight):

11:00 Invisible Hand (Charlottesville, VA)
10:00 Rhythm Bandit (Charlottesville, VA) + Projexorcism (Hickory, NC) collaboration
9:00 Order (VA)
8:00 Height with Friends (Baltimore, MD)
7:30 True Womanhood (Washington, DC)
7:00 Macaw (Washington, DC)
6:30 Ugh God (Philadelphia, PA)
6:00 Buildings (Washington, DC)
5:30 Black Girls (Richmond, VA)
5:00 Softspot (NYC)

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6 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Matt // Sep 18, 2010 at 12:18 pm

    go see PC Worship

  • 2 James // Sep 18, 2010 at 4:18 pm

    just heard from Brad Perry that there’s also a benefit for Planned Parenthood at Live Arts this evening; yes, it’s another “80’s Prom” thing, BUT it’s for a good cause, it’s $35 for all-you-can-drink, and Brad (despite his reputation as a drummer in various punk / metal / hardcore acts) is actually a pretty proficient party DJ.

    about to head to The Bridge to see what’s up w/ Witchmond…

  • 3 Aaron // Sep 20, 2010 at 1:46 pm

    Props to Dylan, The Bridge, Tea Bazaar, and The Southern for all working to put this massive thing together. Fun weekend, indeed.

  • 4 John // Sep 20, 2010 at 6:48 pm

    I look forward to Witchmond Fest II!

  • 5 James // Sep 21, 2010 at 3:01 pm

    wow, so there were a TON of acts that I missed this past weekend, unfortunately. It’s more or less my own fault — I’ve just been SUPER burned-out after last week’s crazy marathon of great shows, and to be honest having several days in a row in which all my waking daylight hours were occupied by a series of painful hangovers was pretty rough (or maybe I’m just getting old?)

    I roused myself on Saturday around the same time the Bridge event was starting, but urgently needed to run some errands (including lunch) before I was ready to hear some music. When I finally arrived, some time around mid-afternoon, someone (I think Andy?) was mopping up a puddle of what was reportedly urine — inexplicably left-over after the previous acts’ “noise-saxophone” set — frankly, I’m sort of glad I missed that one. (Q: “Why did playing the saxophone involve urine?” A: “Well, why not?” Q: “Um, because now you’re mopping up a puddle of piss with a paper towel, THAT’s why not.”)

    Anyway, I had to wait for about 35-40 minutes before actually hearing any music. (Dylan seemed to spend most the afternoon curled up into a ball on the floor, and the event more or less seemed to be running itself.) I DID eventually get to hear a really nice set by Scott “Myceum” Ritchie, and the crowd — an otherwise-disorganized gaggle of musicians both familiar and unfamiliar, many of them seemingly wasted — was suitably (and surprisingly) attentive. I’m not sure how many of them were also performing that afternoon, and how many were just regular ol’ noise fans from Richmond, but given the lack of proper advertising and haphazard, last-minute nature of the festival as a whole, I’m just glad there were some folks there at all.

    I was definitely planning on sticking around for the next 3 bands, but I got an emergency phone call from work that one of my employees was running a high fever, so I agreed to cover the last 3 hours of his shift… My post-work crash involved pigging out on Chinese take-out and collapsing deep into a much-needed food coma; I awoke around 10pm and was undecided about whether I even wanted to leave the house again. But so many people had told me such good things about PC Worship that I decided I’d be a fool to miss out. All signs pointed to them playing at 11pm (last of the night, so maybe even later), so I thought maybe I would at least catch the last act of the evening, if nothing else.

    However, as soon as I headed downtown, I was confronted by the most appalling display of irresponsible public behavior I’ve ever experienced outside of a football game; there were totally smashed thirtysomethings with subtly egregious fashion choices literally stumbling directly into traffic, screaming incoherently at each other, and trashing the entire mall. I felt like I had somehow found myself at some sort of Lite-Beer equivalent of the festival of the Juggalos or something.

    Later I found out the band playing at the Pavilion that night was in fact Widespread Panic, a band whose existence I literally had not even considered in almost 10 years. Who would have guessed that Widespread Panic fans are among the most obnoxious concert attendees of all time? Sarah Carr later informed me that “Spread-heads” (as they are apparently known) are notorious for their nitrous oxide abuse — I had no idea, but it certainly explains some of the appalling behavior on display last Saturday night. I mean, jam band fests are fine and all — never been my cup of tea, but I understand they’re pretty genial and positive affairs. However, weaving my way through the departing crowd of departing Widespread Panic fans after the show was just a total fucking bummer. It was like being in a zombie movie of ugliness and depression.

    Anyway, I finally arrived at the Tea Bazaar at 11:01PM, only to discover… that PC Worship had already played and were packing up their gear. They had swapped places on the bill for earlier in the evening because they had to get to the next gig on time — apparently Dylan (who was nowhere to be found) had told them they were playing an afternoon show? Dismayed, I was nonetheless convinced to stick around and check out Hallelujah the Hills… they put on a fine display of pseudo-Elephant 6-style chamber-pop/rock ensemble stuff, but honestly I wasn’t all that impressed by their lyrics and I was kind of in a bad mood anyway, so I left halfway through to find the bar.

    On Sunday evening I was finally fit+recovered (though still totally exhausted), and decided it would be foolish to miss that night’s final Witchmond blow-out at The Southern — an event I didn’t even know was happening until Order mentioned it after their Tea House set last week. Anyway, I arrived around 8pm (after work), and found a small crowd slowly accumulating. Apparently the evening had gotten off to a VERY slow start, and folks who had been there for 3 hours had so far only seen 2 bands. I seem to have timed it well, though, because soon after I arrived, Buildings began to play.

    Buildings are a trio from DC… and they were pretty fucking awesome. Super-ecstatic, complicated prog-sprawl in the post-Ruins / Lightning Bolt vein; their chops weren’t QUITE up to speed, as they seemed to get a little unsynchronized during the more complex parts — but hey, sloppy rock&roll is still fun rock&roll when it’s done right, and that’s exactly what they were doing. It reminded me of a mellower version of Horse Spirit Penetrates, or a less eastern-influenced take on the Flower-Corsano stuff. Really liked it; picked up a CD of theirs which I’m about to pop in the player.

    True Womanhood (also a DC trio) were up next, and they were great. I had enjoyed their set at The Bridge a while back, and liked them even more this time around — not sure if they got better, or if I had forgotten how much I liked them the first time. They actually kept reminding me of “Pablo Honey”-era Radiohead (of all things), crossed with … I dunno, Squirrel Bait or something. Charming and solid material; nice folks, too. I picked up their new EP as well, which is next in line on the top of the stack of unlistened CDs on my desk.

    Height — or “Height With Friends” I guess it is — was up next. Color me thoroughly and wholly unimpressed. I’ll say this much: when your on-stage persona so closely resembles that of a failed stand-up comedian, it might be time to re-consider your ironic rap career. Took the opportunity to retreat to the bar & get another beer or three. John Ruscher was in town for the day, which was a nice surprise; we had some drinks & caught up a little.

    Order were up next; actually, it was the third Order show I’ve caught in the past 3 weeks. Nice to have them playing so often, and the new material sounds like it’s starting to come together well (not that I can ever even remember which is the new material and which is the old — but hey, overwhelming confusion is a key component of the Order live show). I will say this for the band, though — they have SO much raucous and reckless energy that even when their set is pretty off (last week’s thoroughly sloppy Tea House show, for instance), they’re still GREAT live entertainment. Any band during which it’s possible to forget that Adam Smith is onstage is a band worth seeing. That said, it was kind of strange to see them on a “real” stage — outside of the Tea House, I’m pretty sure I’ve only caught them in warehouses, basements, and living rooms before, and usually in a state of profound inebriated, at that (a level which I had not quite reached yet at that point in the evening, though a few hours later I was making up for lost time). But hey, an Order show is an Order show, so it was cool to see them again.

    After that the excellent Projexorcism did his crazy multiple-16mm/lighting rig set-up, this time with no fewer than EIGHT old classroom Bell&Howells, all showing different copies of the SAME (!!) vintage educational flick. He had another fellow performing along with him — didn’t catch his stage name, as they packed up & left while Order were still playing — but he had a table-kit full of pedals and was making some nicely echo-y reverb-out sounds to go along with the overlapping sounds from the multiple projectors. Dylan had his gear up front and was doing some mellow Rhythm Bandit material as well, but as the set continued he wisely kept it to a minimum and let the other two guys do their thing; he was able to add a lot of flavor + illustration without getting in the way or overpowering the other guys, which was nice to hear. I drifted in&out early in the set, but by the halfway mark I had re-upped on drinks, settled in a cozy perch, and let the projections totally hypnotize me. All the footage depicted various phonemes and letter-sounds, floating in an awesome font over disconnected images of cheerfully integrated 1970’s schoolchildren, and the layering effect of multiple variations of the same footage sweeping and looping around the screen (and onto the ceiling, walls, floors, audience) was pretty awesome; the Projexorcist had what I later discovered to be a control switch cutting on/off the power for every one of the 8(!) projectors, so he was able to start&stop them (or cause them to flicker&slow) them each simultaneously; it’s a pretty admirably ingenious and low-key set-up. But that’s not what made it great; it was also a truly great performance, and for the first time all weekend I was able to totally find peace from my worries and just completely zone in & drink up the sights+sounds. It was one of the best sets I’ve heard in a LONG time.

    Then Invisible Hand played, and made my music-nerd-brain extremely happy by kicking off their set with a brand-new, mostly instrumental multi-part mini-krautrock epic that stretched to well over 10 minutes. I mean, I’m basically the local target-demographic for that type of thing, so it goes without saying that I loved it, but it was also a really nice & surprising thing to hear from the Invisible Hand — definitely reaching back towards the Articulate Chewbacca / Truman Sparks material, but with all the coordination & force & ability of the current, finely-honed Hand line-up. From there on it was pretty much the set as usual, albeit in somewhat abbreviated form; the audience called them back to stage for a 2-song encore; details in my head are a little fuzzy at this point in the evening, but I seem to recall being invited to sing back-up vocals through Rich’s PA-address thing, and also trying to make feedback through the Monitor with Adam’s broken guitar. I think Scott had the tambourine? All I know is, it was a GREAT way to end the weekend, and I’ve been on the wagon since then.

  • 6 WITCHMONDYLAN // Sep 26, 2010 at 6:32 pm

    TRUTH.. I was curled up on the floor at one point during witchmond! during Scott Ritchie’s always purely trance inducing sound journey of MYCEUM. Don’t worry I was on my feet all weekend! Also URINE DID HAPPEN. the trumpets underwater were the idea of Richmond’s Dylan Languell. you should catch his band Twilight Memories. they just put out a 12 inch. try and find it!