COOL SHOES END OF THE YEAR PARTY
9 p.m. Downtown Music Hall. $5 before 10 p.m., $7 after.
This is the last Cool Shoes dance party this year, and it’s an all-ages affair, with DJs Wolf-e-Wolf, Kichen, Rysk and Cam Holifield pumping out the music, as well as a free party photo booth and promises of special surprises all night.
I’ll go ahead and cop to not totally “getting” contemporary electronic dance music. A lot of it sounds like squeaky, squiggly bad-trip ADD nightmare videogame music to my delicate old-man ears, which nowadays can’t handle anything more raucous than early Wilco. Just kidding.
But in all seriousness, last week, Rock Candy reader “furobertbell” reminded me of something via the comments section: “Robert, you have for the umpteenth time made it abundantly clear that you like only what YOU like and are truly no real fan of music.” Presumably it’s bad to only like the music you like. You should also like the music you don’t like. Furthermore, my “write ups are either bitter, closed minded reflections of something you have NO business covering or a very sad attempt at humor.” Wow. Harsh, but completely, 100 percent true.
So it was with that withering indictment in mind that I endeavored to check out some of this electro/dubstep/moombahton/what-have-you. I certainly don’t like it, and probably have NO business covering it, so it would be a natural fit for my column. But a funny thing happened on the way to the Soundcloud. I found a lot of stuff that didn’t seem that far off from Black Dice or Excepter or Wolf Eyes or various other noise and experimental acts I’ve enjoyed over the years.
I listened to some mixes by Wolf-e-Wolf and Kichen and I’ll be damned if I didn’t end up liking several of them quite a bit. In particular, I thought Kichen’s track “HORRORS” was rad — it was jarring and brutal and felt like your brain was being jackhammered. Plus I’m told that the Cool Shoes folks have a colossal sound system and that it’s all about getting your innards jostled by the massive bass.
So props to commenter furobertbell. Thanks to him or her, I finally like some music that I don’t like. But wait — if I didn’t like it, but now I like it, then that means I’m back to only liking the music that I like. Dagnabbit!