Most Popular

"Most Popular" tools sponsored by:

National Features >

  • Broward-Palm Beach New Times

    Sexual Healing

    For Florida's sole remaining sex surrogate, love is a many splintered thing.

    By Michael J. Mooney

  • City Pages

    Your Friendly Neighborhood War Profiteer

    It's not just giant companies cashing in on America's defense industry.

    By Jeff Severns Guntzel

  • The Pitch

    Supersizing Sonic

    How a throwaway idea at the Barkley ad agency became the "Sonic Guys."

    By Justin Kendall

  • Houston Press

    Temples of Tex-Mex

    A diner's guide to Texas's oldest Mexican restaurants.

    By Robb Walsh

Indian Jewelry

By Ray Cummings

Published on April 30, 2008

Is it considered indie-rock sacrilege to think of Houston's Indian Jewelry as a more coherent version of defunct Brooklyn freak-folkers Wooden Wand and the Vanishing Voice? Both groups consisted of a handful of core members with a rotating cast of auxiliary ones; both groups eked out fuzzy, headfuck underground rock. But WW/VV's over-prolific nature—issuing every last stoned rehearsal or performance in one form or another—suggested that quality control wasn't high on their priority list. Relatively speaking, Indian Jewelry are perfectionists, baking up distorted psychedelic brownies and only putting them out for public consumption once they're fully cooked. On Free Gold!, their latest noise-soaked, lysergic volley, singer/guitarist Erika Thrasher, drummer Ronnie Rodriguez, and guitarist Brandon Davidson prove handily that if you don't have the songs together before you fire up the amps, all the bitchin' effects pedals in the western hemisphere can't disguise a lack of preparedness. Live, they'll leave you raving and reeling. With Seawhores and the Danforths. 21+.
Fri., May 2, 9 p.m., 2008



City Pages Insiders

  • Local food, music and news blasts
  • Free Stuff
Backpage.com