Have a listen to Everett's new self-titled EP and you'll understand instantly what all the buzz is about. These are not songs you listen to. They're songs that literally pick you up and take you somewhere else.
Fronted by guitarist and songwriter Brendan Gibbons, Everett creates a new alternative to the alternative country scene by melding a southern vibe with infectious pop hooks and sharp-witted lyrics that will leave you laughing into your whiskey.
Gibbons is a veteran of the San Francisco music scene, where he started out as a singer songwriter and a perennial top finisher in the famed Sweetwater songwriting contests. In the late nineties, he formed Uncle Alice, an acoustic-based rock band that packed clubs throughout the Bay Area. Uncle Alice drew critical raves, appearing on BAM Magazine's Local Band CD, but Gibbons eventually dissolved the band to return home to New York City.
It was in New York that Gibbons met guitar wiz Stephan Oppenheimer and the two began performing as an acoustic duo, filling clubs to capacity and being tapped to participate in New York's CMJ Music Marathon. But as the size of their crowds swelled and forced them into larger venues, the pair found themselves searching for a larger sound.
As fate would have it, this search coincided with the return to New York of Gibbons' longtime friend and musical collaborator Glenn Castle. This was good because, as Gibbons puts it, "Glenn is better at everything than everybody else." With Castle on bass and tour veteran Mike Silliman on drums, the big sound Everett was looking for had arrived.
Onstage, Everett is like nothing you've seen before. The music makes you move. It makes you think. It makes you laugh. If you can remember the last band that did that to you, it was probably a pretty damn good night. They are the rare combination of a serious band that's just plain fun to see because you don't just watch and listen. You become a part of it.
Go to a show and you will find yourself surrounded by a large following of fans singing along to the rollicking hooks of "Rent-a-Puppy," the beautifully haunting lines of "Speed Dial," and the irreverent mayhem of "Gettin Drunk is Pretty Good." But nothing will compare to the sound of the entire club screaming the chorus to the show stopping "Full Metal Jackass."
Everett is not just a band you can't ignore. It's a band you won't be able to forget.
Doors 9:30 | Music 10. 21 and up.