When I finally breeched the dark medieval space, it was packed wall-to-wall, crawling with more familiar faces, including Shannon Lay (guitar/keyboard The Feels), Emily Gold, and Ryan Reidy. Meanwhile, I ran into the Kid (drummer Death Valley Girls)-still buzzing from their recent cross-country tour-and spotted Jason Finazzo (guitar/singer The Birth Defects) smoking a cigarette outside the entrance. This dude initially had a way doper view than I did.Ī photo posted by Toonhole Chris on at 10:32pm PDT Not even the sight of vulgar, invasive corporate beige across the street killed the vibe (no matter how ironic the rainbow neon PARTY CITY sign) nor did the Griffin’s sleepy, boo-zhee neighbors.Ī song would end, the vibrations would stop, Ty’s muffled, amplified voice would say something probably really cool, and the crowd would cheer.
Big shout out to whom I’m assuming was Cronin’s thumping bass licks (it could’ve been the specter of John Entwistle for all we knew), which easily penetrated those brick walls and engulfed us outsiders into its awesome sonic force field. I got a taste of what people outside the Rainbow Room on a typical Wednesday night felt like in 1987.
This was my view for a good portion of it.Īs it turned out, never have I loved a show so much from the sidewalk before. I showed up to the Griffin maybe 5 or 10 minutes late, tops, sauntering to the back of a line that was definitely sizeable for a Wednesday night, and the Muggers were already wellinto their set. Weekly (that old, tired whore of a culture rag) was sage enough (however contrived) to dub Segall “L.A.’s most prolific and enigmatic rock star”-which would put him in the running for such a tag worldwide-and he doesn’t need ticket sales to prove it. Luckily I don’t live too far, otherwise I would’ve just as easily succumbed to the old Angeleno proverb of “I’m staying in tonight.” I’m glad I decided to go, it provided some much needed reenergizing, and highlighted our special moment of L.A. artists that arches across Los Feliz, Atwater Village, Eagle Rock, Highland Park, and Mt. It turned out being a hushed triumph for the community, the local scene-now largely represented in the hip enclave of working class L.A. I caught wind of the secret-and free- Ty Segall and the Muggers show at the Griffin from a Mikal Cronin tweet around 10pm. Ty Segall Performs as Henry Rollins Observes
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