Forget about yer Lollapalooza, Coachella, Bonaroo, yer South by Southwest, yer what have you... once and only once a year it's time for a truly hallucinogenic celebration of musical mayhem, and it's called AMOEBAPALOOZA! Twenty Amoeba Music employee bands in 4 hours -- ten-minute sets, a cavalcade of rock, rap, soul, tributes, impersonations and uncategorizable strangeness! You are there!
The cavernous space of the King King
in fabulous downtown Hollywood looms before you... seething with an assortment of delinquents, sickos and lovable kiddies... the red stage lights beckon! The gigantic extended family of Amoeba has gathered here to see what kind of musical freakiness they can come up with, while bewildered onlookers watch in wonderment. Let the show begin!
The festivities got started with the '60s sunshine lady pop of My Mellotron Summer
, and rolled right along with the suave sounds of the Amazing Reverb Engine
, until they crashed head-on into a white-noise raveup from a knockout Velvet Underground
cover band! Very inspired performances
from a demented first-time Lou Reed and a frosty Nico, a tom-pounding Mo Tucker and three wailing Sterling Morrison guitars.
Brooke Back Fountain
featured the eponymous leading lady busting out some Four Non Blonde covers in a voice bigger than Linda Perry's ego! Folks were pretty bowled over by that (having unsuccessfully blocked those Four N
on Blondes songs out of their memories all these years)... those '90s were a golden age of top hats and dreadlocks, lest we forget!