Sunday night began with fire-gazing and considering a million things I couldn’t shake from my thought process: why are yoga moms on my neighborhood street at this hour? How long am I going to feel out of place in this cruel world?
I had no idea how much I’d be satisfied with the opening act at the Know, Ladywolf. Three-piece baby faced musicians, from beginning to end, raged in their subtle yet effective way through the medium of garage rock. Silly lyrics involving babes, goth babes and beyond weren’t off-putting in the least. In fact, as a straight woman, I appreciate them knowing what they like and expressing themselves in this specific way without disrespect. Lead guitarist and vocalist Nik Barnaby’s got a way with his oooh’s and wails, inserting into songs just at the right moment. All three dudes were together enough, yet still getting it out in their own way to amuse anyone watching. Though most audience members kept their distance, it felt warm and friendly in the venue.
Ladywolf was the figurative fire to end my evening and it couldn’t have been done any better.
– Colette Pomerleau
