While most of us had to enjoy our music on land over the weekend, photographer Monica McGivern was one of the lucky passengers aboard the Bruise Cruise, a three-day “tropical rock’n’roll vacation” from Miami to Nassau and the Bahamas and, sadly, back. This year’s lineup featured Fucked Up, Thee Oh Sees, Vockah Redu, and DJ sets by Jello Biafra and The Vivian Girls, and McGivern was there for all of it. To peruse her photos from the cruise, visit the Beached Miami Facebook page.
Thursday night at The Stage was the second of two land-bound parties preceding the Bruise Cruise, a three-day “tropical rock’n’roll vacation” aboard the Carnival Imagination that launches Friday from the Port of Miami and returns Monday morning with stops in Nassau and the Bahamas along the way. The lineup Thursday night was Miami-based Jacuzzi Boys, The Soft Pack, King Khan and The Shrines, Thee Oh Sees, and Fucked Up. Here are our photos from the show.
The TV on the Radio multi-instrumentalist and indie rock’s best beard will play an acoustic set on Sunday, Feb. 12, aboard the Carnival Imagination, a day before the three-day “tropical rock’n’roll vacation” returns to Miami from Nassau and the Bahamas, according to an announcement on the Bruise Cruise Facebook page. Malone joins Fucked Up, King Khan & The Shrines, Jello Biafra (DJ set), Thee Oh Sees, and a host of other acts scheduled to perform during the seaborne festival next month. To learn more about the Bruise Cruise, including how you can get 10 percent off the cost of a cabin, check out our Bruise Cruise page.
Depending on your appetite for anarchic absurdity, the fact that Jello Biafra is now in the Bruise Cruise 2012 lineup may cause you to stay away or stow away. One of the faces carved into punk’s hypothetical Mt. Rushmore, the Dead Kennedys founding member, spoken-word artist, and political firebrand (I just said the same thing three times) will be “spinning wax for Bruisers from his very own and very personal collection, mixing together soul, garage, surf, punk cuts with other incredibly strange surprises,” according to a press release sent out this morning. Biafra will also give a lecture (subject undisclosed) during the three-day rock’n’roll cruise, which ships out on Feb. 10 aboard the Carnival Imagination.
On Nov. 29, New Orleans-based musician and musical inventor Quintron tweeted, “If I was a movie today, I would be Beat The Devil.” Directed by John Huston and co-written by Truman Capote, the 1953 film stars Humphrey Bogart, Jennifer Jones, and Peter Lorre and concerns, according to IMDb, “a group of rogues who hope to get rich” in Africa “and a seemingly innocent British couple. They meet and things happen …” While considered primarily a spoof of the film noir genre — which Huston pioneered with his classic, The Maltese Falcon, also starring Bogart and Lorre — Beat The Devil has also been called a thriller, a crime drama, a romance, and a comedy.
The film is, in a word, unclassifiable. Same goes for Quintron, who, alongside his wife, the puppeteer Miss Pussycat (aka Panacea Theriac), will board the Carnival Imagination on February 10 for the Bruise Cruise Festival, a three-day “rock’n’roll vacation” from Miami to Nassau and back. (Visit /bruisecruise to learn how you can enter to win a free cabin for two.)
Born Robert Rolston, Quintron grew up in Alabama before making his home in New Orleans’ …
When you think rock’n’roll, you probably don’t think Carnival Cruise Lines — unless you went on the inaugural Bruise Cruise in February, a three-day “tropical rock’n’roll vacation” that brought together indie rock (Vivian Girls, Surfer Blood, Jacuzzi Boys, many more), all-you-can-eat buffet, and tequila-fueled mosh pits on the Carnival Imagination.
Featuring Fucked Up, King Kahn & the Shrines, Thee Oh Sees, and a slew of other acts, the second Bruise Cruise ships out of the Port of Miami on Feb. 10 for another three-day trip to Nassau, the Bahamas, and back. As a sponsor of the Bruise Cruise and its kick-off party at The Stage, Beached Miami has an interior cabin to giveaway to one lucky sealubber. The cabin accommodates two people and covers all meals, Bruise Cruise events, taxes/gratuities, vinyl boxset featuring 7″ releases by several of the participating bands, a bottle of wine, and other perks.
To learn how you can enter to win a FREE Bruise Cruise cabin (or get 10 percent off your cabin purchase), head over to beachedmiami.com/bruisecruise.
For those of you still coming down and/or off of a hangover after last night’s Bruise Cruise Kick-Off Party, here is an illustration that Miami-based artist Brian Butler drew at the show to help you relive a night of stellar music. You see, some people go to music fests and just passively listen. Others recreate the event itself in another medium in real time with incredible results. You can see more of Butler’s work HERE.
I recorded these with my Flip, so the sound is terrible. Still, the first gives a sense of the smoky madness that was Quintron and Miss Pussycat (while doing damnable injustice to Quintron’s badass organ). The second is from the Thee Oh Sees set, during which Grand Central security (stage left) evidently got bored and started menacing everyone with flashlights. I saw the dude in the yellow tie scream in one girl’s face like a ‘roided out Lou Piniella, then browbeat her boyfriend when he stepped forward. (But I’m sure he’s a really nice guy.)
So, yeah, the vid quality sucks, but they serve a purpose. You can check out our photos and read a recap of last night’s all-nighter in this morning’s post.
So, what’s the best way to survive a nearly nine-hour (largely) garage-rock marathon at Grand Central? Well, common sense says you should start slow, save the craziest energy expenditure for later in the evening, get drunk elsewhere to save money, and don’t dance near, look at, or even breathe in the vicinity of some of the venue’s over-eager security guards.
Many well-meaning music fans ignored at least one or all of these suggestions last night during the on-land kickoff party for the inaugural Bruise Cruise, which departs from Miami this morning. The mega-watt line-up featured virtually every performer slated to perform aboard the Carnival Imagination during the three-day rock cruise: Jacuzzi Boys, Turbo Fruits, Ty Segall, Surfer Blood, the Strange Boys, Thee Oh Sees, Vivian Girls, Quintron and Miss Pussycat, and Black Lips. As such, there was pretty much no skip-able opening act, Miami time wasn’t going to fly, and many, many people actually showed up early … which means that by 12:30 a.m. or so, many had also started to tap out.
Those who made it through to the wee hours, though, were treated to epic musician stage-diving fails, a psychedelic puppet show, and, of course, yet another trademark Crazy Black Lips set. It was a lot to process, so we’ll break it down, yearbook-style, into superlatives.
Band Most in Need of a Smile: Surfer Blood. These South Florida natives went on surprisingly early; one would think their quasi-hometown status would give them a more peak-hour billing. It turned out be for the best, though. Though the youngest and most eager fans near the edge of the stag (bless ‘em) still appreciated the set heavy with material from Astro Coast, the band looked glum throughout it all.
For those of us who didn’t fork over the titanic price to board Bruise Cruise, a “tropical rock’n’roll vacation” from Friday to Monday aboard the Carnival Imagination, the Bruise Cruise kick-off party at Grand Central Thursday night is a damn good consolation show (no dramamine required). Boasting most of Bruise Cruise’s sea-bound roster — the Black Lips, WPB’s Surfer Blood, Miami’s Jacuzzi Boys, Vivian Girls, Strange Boys, Thee Oh Sees, Ty Segall, Quintron and Ms. Pussycat, Turbo Fruits — the all-ages, $20 show starts at 7 p.m. and will run well into the wee hours of Friday morning, giving the bold ample time to execute a stowaway scheme. (I suggest stuffing yourself in Kickball Katy’s bass drum.) If you’re still undecided about attending a music fest in a model train station to send off a rock cruise, here’s a video from each of the bands on the kick-off roster to push you across the proverbial gangplank.
The Black Lips, “Katrina”