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Sunday night at The 5 Spot should have been titled "Night of the Female-Fronted 3-Piece Bands," rather than the Six Gun Lullaby Farewell Show, accompanied by Thelma & The Sleaze and New York band Tigerpiss. The evening was special for a variety of reasons, including, but not limited to, the following:
Grunge girls Thelma & The Sleaze – (formerly known as The Trampskirts) – opened up the evening with a skuzzy set of rock tunes, entertaining the crowd with lead singer/guitarist/Taco Party owner Lauren Gilbert’s bikini-clad body and bluesy Janis Joplin groans. (They were, might we add, officially voted as Nashville Deli’s Artist of the Month once the clock struck twelve).
New Paltz, NY band Tigerpiss graced us with their clever crassness on their fourth visit to Nashville. In between whiskey shots chased with gin and tonics, lead singer/bassist Lara Hope took everyone on a trip to "Vaginatown," animatedly hollering weird punk/rock songs about partying, good sex, bad sex and … well, vaginas! (Audience favorite). The Tigerpiss sound was like old No Doubt meets Velvet Revolver (except actually good). They also had an odd sense of humor. They’re currently on tour promoting their most recent EP "Shake It, Don’t Fake It."
Six Gun Lullaby closed the night out with their most enjoyable performance as of yet. The wistful chords and melodies blared by lead singer/guitarist Claire Adams and guitarist/vocalist Martin Schneider seeped into one another, creating a wall of sound that made you want to melt your face off, and maybe cry a little at the same time. The most obvious comparison to Six Gun would be Sleater Kinney, but their newer songs – some of which were almost heart wrenching – were surprisingly reminiscent of the Yeah Yeah Yeah’s and Weezer, even. The genuine emotion that was devoted to the music by the trio members was evident in their playing and their stage dynamic. This might have been because it was their last show together as Six Gun Lullaby. Regardless, their stage performance was intensely inspiring. Claire’s vocals were passionately screeched, sometimes mumbled, other times uttered so convincingly that it made us wonder if she was going to have a breakdown right there on stage. The girl is a poet, and her insightful lyrics showed it. (And everybody knowed it). The close relationship between Martin, Tiffany and Claire was enviable, and made witnessing their final performance truly brilliant. While the band stated that there is a possibility of working together again in the future, they will be sorely missed until then, and we will anticipate their reappearance. – Erin Manning