Written by Cady Colosimo
Since the release of their full length debut “Can’t Help Myself” back in March, Des Moines band Foxholes has been unstoppable. Playing Des Moines, touring the Midwest, and scoring a slot at 80/35 along the way has helped the band gain a loyal following.
At the center of it all is lead singer and guitar player Trevor Holt. Holt’s pension for meaningful lyrics, and dedication to rock, have helped form a band of substance and not just another group of wannabes. When I say dedication to rock, I’m not kidding. I once stood front row as he relentlessly smashed his guitar all over the stage at the Gas Lamp. I think a piece of it hit me in the arm—it was awesome.
Next up Foxholes will be playing Vaudeville Mews on Thursday, August 28th at 9 pm. The band will be releasing their new single “Different Kind of Animal” as well as raising funds to go toward their second album. If the previews I’ve heard of their new music are any indication, it’s shaping up to be a truly stunning album. Until then, here’s some musical insight behind the beard and those beautiful green eyes of his.
Dinosaur Jr. // “Freak Scene”
Sometimes I don’t thrill you/Sometimes I think I’ll kill you/Just don’t let me fuck up will you/’cause when I need a friend it’s still you
I listened to Nirvana’s greatest hits album everyday for three months straight when I was 17. Looking for something new, I picked up a copy of Dinosaur Jr.’s Green Mind because I loved the cover photo of a kid smoking a cig. Easily one of the better impulse buys that I’ve made as nine years later Dino Jr. continues to be a go-to band for me. “Feel the Pain” from Without a Sound is the only cover song my band does and I went ape shit when they played “The Lung” at 80/35 in 2012, but “Freak Scene” is my all-time favorite Dinosaur Jr. song. So, so good.
BRONCHO // “Try Me Out Sometime”
BRONCHO is destined for something big. They’ve toured pretty much non-stop off the strength of their debut Can’t Get Past the Lips, had a song featured on season 3 of HBO’s Girls and are set to drop their sophomore effort Just Enough Hip to be Woman this September, for which the recently released single “Class Historian” was featured on the website Consequence of Sound. My band has been lucky enough to play the Mews with BRONCHO twice. The second time there were less than 5 people there, not including the bands, yet BRONCHO ripped through their set as if they were playing to a full room. If they were on autopilot that night, their autopilot is pretty fucking good.
Pixies // “The Thing”
I’m almost there to Vegas, where they’re putting on a show/They’ve come so far, I’ve lived this long/At least I must just go and say “Hello”
“The Thing” was released on 2001’s Complete B-Sides, but if it sounds familiar that’s because the song makes up a portion of “The Happening” off Bossanova. “The Happening” is a good song, but I prefer the stripped down, piano driven version known as “The Thing.” It stands in contrast to much of their work and the classic loud-quiet-loud dynamic often attributed to the band. There is a great video on YouTube where someone took this track and combined it with scenes from the Roman Polanski film Cul-de-Sac (1966). Completely haunting. Watch and for a moment you’ll be able to forget that Indie Cindy ever existed.
Parquet Courts // “Instant Disassembly”
Mamasita, catch me now as I sink/into darkness I thought to be extinct/Chilled my eyeballs as the curtains were torn/and shed a light so bright/shinning like the day I was born.
My friend and roommate Craig Bowers recently joined Foxholes on guitar, and he can attest to how obsessed I’ve been with “Instant Disassembly.” The song is constantly playing in our house. It is hands down one of my favorite tracks of 2014 from what is increasingly becoming one of my favorite bands. To those who say guitar music is dead, fuck off – or listen to Parquet Courts and re-examine yourself.
My Bloody Valentine // “Sometimes”
I would like to think my love for The Jesus and Mary Chain and My Bloody Valentine is directly responsible for me having met Kyle Folvag, the guitar player in my band. I had been holed up in my room writing songs on a digital 8 track when I put an ad out on Craigslist that included some demos. Kyle responded back saying that he could play rock, jazz, country, and blues, but at the end he tacked on, “Oh and I can do the shoegaze thing too.” That last little bit stuck with me. I had been obsessed with My Bloody Valentine’s Loveless and was experimenting with noise and effects in my recordings, so I latched onto that last bit and emailed Kyle back. A thousand thanks to Kevin Shields for that.
Television // “Marquee Moon”
Life in the hive puckered up my night/A kiss of death, the embrace of life/Ooo there I stand ‘neath the Marquee Moon/Just waiting…
If I could only listen to one song the rest of my entire life, I would have to go with either the Velvet Underground’s “Sister Ray” or Television’s “Marquee Moon” simply because of their length. “Sister Ray” is a 17-and-a-half minute song about a transvestite drug dealer and an orgy in which everyone is too busy fucking to care that someone’s been shot dead in front of them. It is chalk full of memorable lines from the late, great Lou Reed. For example, few can get away with a line like “Oh, no, man, I haven’t got the time/too busy sucking on a ding dong.” Between the two though, I’d have to go with “Marquee Moon,” which clocks in at just under ten minutes. While “Sister Ray” toes a line between dark and comical, “Marquee Moon” with its hypnotic, interlocking guitars paints an entirely different picture in which the darkness doubles and lightning strikes itself as the narrator finds himself in an assortment of desolate places like train tracks and graveyards. Can’t go wrong either way.
Modest Mouse // “Night On the Sun” (Everywhere and His Nasty Parlour Tricks version)
Freeze your blood and then stab it into in two/stab your blood into me and blend
It’s tough to pick a favorite Modest Mouse song. For one, there are so many to choose from. They have five studio albums plus a healthy collection of EP’s and compilation albums that contain arguably just as many highlights as their full-lengths. Take “Never Ending Math Equation” off 2001’s Building Something Out of Nothing compilation album for example. For me, it ranks right up there with songs like “Trailer Trash” and “Dramamine” from their first two widely acclaimed albums, but if a gun was to my head I would pick “Night On the Sun.” Issac Brock is one of my favorite lyricists and he delivers some of his best work here. Who else writes things like “I eat my own blood and get filled up?”
Jay Reatard // “It Ain’t Gonna Save Me”
All is lost, there is no hope/All is lost, you can go home
All is lost, there is no hope for me…
In hindsight, Watch Me Fall is an eerily prophetic album title given that Jay Reatard would die of an overdose just five months after its release. The man, who was an extremely gifted and prolific songwriter with a deleterious personality, believed that he was in a constant race against time before his creativity would dry up. Such a shame he passed away in 2010 at the age of 29; he was on the verge of breaking out from the underground and had just signed to Matador. In choosing a song that represents Jay, not only as an artist but as a human being, there is no better selection than “It Ain’t Gonna Save Me” off the aforementioned Watch Me Fall. Lines like “All is lost, there is no hope for me” and “it ain’t gonna save me” carry with them the added weight of his passing, however, there is a joyously anarchistic spirit in this song that is rather uplifting. The music video reinforces that notion. In it a group of kids stage a mutiny against their adult counterparts during a sunny afternoon at a birthday party. It’s bizarre, anarchistic, humorous and poignant but, above all else, for three-and-a-half minutes nothing else matters. R.I.P. Jay.
Ever since that I day, I’ve never been the same/tired and lonely with no one to blame/and in this bedroom is where I sit/cause I don’t really give a shit.