International Party Underground Vol #1- Intro/Quintron

Welcome to the International Party Underground, what should be a weekly but might end up being bi-weekly, monthly or
Annual column highlighting bands that forge a new ground of music that you can dance to. Occupying a space between the coldness of club dance music and the sincerity of twee/indie blah blah. These bands will dance with you, smile with you, and try to make you forget that you are standing in some stinky rock club or basement trying to look cool and get you to freak the fuck out. So with out further ado I bring you volume #1:

Quintron and Miss Pussycat

Now I could on and on about the awesomeness of Q & Miss P. Paragraphs could be devoted to his
Drum Buddy, an optical noisemaker of his own invention, or to Miss Pussycat's puppets or to their new
record that's out right now or just about them being from
New
Orleans.

Instead I'm gonna write about their shows because attending them is like joining some sort of awesome sweaty dance cult. On stage Quintron is intense but never so much that he separates himself from the audience. You never feel like you're watching someone playing just for himself, Quintron brings you along with him into his disco swamp. Oh and he'll dance with you too, last time I saw him he jumped into the audience shirtless (he has a penchant for taking it off) shouting "I'm a fucking badass, you're a fucking badass" over and over till even the meekest and most jaded of indie rockers believed it and got down accordingly.

Luckily for you local folks that he is playing this Thursday at
the Middle East Upstairs so unless you're a plastic jive turkey you'll be there.

Until then,
DJ PINKSWEATSHIRT