Beats Antique
Daytrotter Session - Mar 20, 2012
- Welcome to Daytrotter
- Beauty Beats
- Daze
- Egyptic
- She’s Looking For Something
Most of the time, when I sit down to watch a movie, I don’t need much to happen. It’s okay if the plot drags along. It’s just fine if it’s heavy on the dialogue and light on action. It’s never been a problem. It’s always been the same with me when it comes to music as well. I’ll take verbosity and a couple nice melodies over anything that could be considered technically spectacular or anything that gets a little too played or lengthy. Proving that you’re a virtuoso usually gets a yawn and a snore if that’s all there is. It’s always been better to make me feel something than to show me something.
Oakland’s Beats Antique is a band that does both, and as someone who tends to keep an eye out for such golden combinations, it’s with confidence that I’ve not heard anything like what they do or have been as into anything like what they do. Almost as a rule, I don’t watch action movies. There’s nothing in the chills, thrills, high-wire, daredevil/bad ass-ville pictures that does anything for me so I skip them altogether. Beats Antique, though, is like a crazy, multi-directional psychological thriller combined with all of the intrigue anyone could ever need.
It’s intense and it makes you feel cooler while you’re listening to David Satori, Zoe Jakes and Tommy “Sidecar” Cappel. You feel as if you’re ready to don a pair of sunglasses, wear them day and night – inside and outside — while repelling down the sides of skyscrapers or pistol-whipping some dude in the nose, setting the poor thing off like a Valentine’s Day fountain. It makes you want to go to Burning Man and it makes you want to skinny dip in the most scenic setting ever, with no one you’ve ever met, but everyone would say that they look exotic. You actually want to learn how to fly a helicopter and then at some point, just jump out of it to see if there’s any glory in something like that. There’s just so much death-defying that seems to be going on in the energetic and dark music that it leaves the door open for thinking you can do a lot of things that are out of sorts for a mild-mannered person.