Friday at The Smell
Last night I had my first dose of The Smell in Downtown Los Angeles. Two years ago, when I was visiting LA with my boyfriend, we took photos in front of the venue, with its “NO AGE Weirdo Rippers” mural painted on. I’ve lived here almost five months now and this was the first time I’ve actually been inside the venue. It reminded me a lot of Churchill’s Pub in Miami, in terms of the vibe, but there was a lot more standing room and cool shit inside. They have a mini zine library and other reading materials you can look at. There are snacks and non-alcoholic drinks available, including coffee. And what grungy club would be complete without crazy tagged up bathrooms. The Smell takes that concept to a whole new rainbow vomit induced level.
I dug the bands quite thoroughly. All were of the garage rock persuasion. Moondog Orchestra were playing when I arrived, but I was impressed by their vintage blues-tinged sound. Deap Vally blew everyone away. Two beautiful women rocking out hard as nails. Dudes dug it. The crowd was dancing and screaming for more. Apparently, they will be playing their first show abroad next week, so all the best to them. Happy Hollows got shafted in their time slot and were only allowed about four songs. Singer/Lead Guitarist Sarah, really killed it on her axe and left me wondering what I was missing. Online videos show they really go nuts on stage normally. Gothic Tropic drew me there in the first place since I was told they were really rad. They have an amazing drummer and I really dig their groove. Definitely noisy and garagey. I loved that it was a night filled with lady rockers and it really inspired me to keep on truckin’ with guitar.
All images © Liana Rose Minassian 2012